The dark room was filled with no fingers. It was difficult for them to get up without touching their heads or turning around without scrubbing their shoulders. The two of them kept moving their arms and fighting each other.

Ma Zuori is worthy of being the best expert in "Bian Que Hall". His moves are extremely tricky, and he is no less than the masked monster of the "Shura Prison". He seems to have thousands of arms under his full strength, which is simply unmatched.

Fortunately, Ding Bao had the experience of fighting with masked monsters before, otherwise he would suffer a loss when he did not have enough space to move around and move.

Finally, with the support of these previous life and death experiences, coupled with the unique skills of "Jincao", I barely resisted the initial storm and storm. I felt very calm and then I had no distractions. I began to concentrate on fighting as a rare practical exercise...

Originally, Ma Zuri had overwhelmingly mastered the advantages, but gradually, Ding Bao started to go back and forth with his speed and reaction.

The longer he fought, the more he experienced the strange thirty-six styles of "Bixia Divine Art", and the more thorough he understood it. He suddenly realized that it was wonderful everywhere, with momentum and hidden moves. This was not only a set of brilliant guiding and breathing skills, but also an extremely complex and exquisite way to capture.

The surprise of Ma Zuri was far above him.

Originally, I thought I was powerless and my body was in a state of pain, so I simply used my tricks to defeat this little thief Taoist priest who did not follow the rules and spoke indifferently. As a result, the more I beat him, the more I became more shocked.

What this little Taoist priest is clearly a peerless master of capture that he has never seen or heard of along the way!

So when the two of them disassembled, they saw that Ding Bao's elbows were slightly sticky, his arms were intertwined, and his ten fingers were like holding blue and white... Although his movements were very small, no matter how he took action or how he could move forward, he would not get out of the little Taoist's arms that overlapped like lightning.

In fact, if Ding Bao had not yet been proficient in this technique, he would have been confused from time to time, and then he would suddenly realize it again after a while, and he looked it out of his mind, and he looked so happy that he would have suppressed the capture offensive that Ma Zuori relied on for fame.

Ma Zuori was aroused by a competitive spirit and bit his breath of smoke and gunpowder: "If Ma Zuori is defeated by a frivolous thief Taoist priest, what is the 'Tingfeng' clan monarch? How dare you be called the number one master who is the winner of Bian Que Hall with a small capturing? Wouldn't you be ridiculed by Ji Hua's boy!"

As soon as I thought about this, I no longer suppressed my internal force, and used my fingers and palms to sniff and make a sound.

Before Ding Bao could understand, the newly acquired "Bixia true energy" in his body first sensed the murderous intent and activated it on his own. He unknowingly used the Taoist sect to dismantle it.

The horse's unparalleled finger force was unveiled one after another. It bursts out vertically and horizontally, and the stone chips on all four walls flew.

Although Ding Bao unconsciously unleashed his fingers, the horses and Rising made real fire, and his true energy was like iron. His fingers were as hard as iron. It was very difficult to fight head-on. Unconsciously, he stepped up his efforts to urge him and Sister Fox to not understand the "Bixia True Qi" that he had not yet understood, and wanted to shake the horses and Rising.

Both of them strengthened their strength unconsciously, trying to overwhelm each other in one fell swoop. Suddenly, the horse walked trembled, and suddenly he lowered his head and threw himself forward. It seemed as if he had a stroke and his whole body was twitching.

Ding Baoge opened his arms and realized that Ma Zuori was soft and like a pool of mud. A forceful domineering force penetrated from the junction, which made his whole body numb. Before he could react, Ma Zuori had already hit his chest and moaned in pain.

As he was hit, Ding Bao felt his eyes turn white, and he was in great pain, as if he was about to be blown out by the extremely domineering force in the other party's body and exploded into ashes. But he couldn't scream, and his whole body was sweating like slurry.

At this moment, the "Bixia true energy" in his body was like a sleeping tiger angered by a small beast, roaring out. Although it was not very big, it was high-spirited in the mountains and forests. It pounced on it and bit it, and easily swallowed the "Yuan Junba Power" from the horse's body like a beautiful meal on the plate.

Not only that, but then he also seemed to have discovered the greatest delicacy in the world. Following the two of them, he rushed in from the sun's head, like a hungry tiger entering a flock of sheep, crazily chasing and devouring the "Yuan Junba Jin" in his body that had been entangled with the poisonous tangle of "Ji Si Miao Wan" and promoted and influenced each other...

...

In the hall, the words "Ji Xiaoyue" made everyone think deeply, and her completely opposite performance made everyone a little overwhelmed.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little weird.

The Lord of the He Clan looked at "Ji Xiaoyue" deeply and said, "Lord Luo, Xiaoyue is right. The Miaowan is gone. You must first rescue the old god from the stone chamber and then treat it."

Luo Yufeng sighed, "Xiake, give me the clan knife."

The tough young Li Xiake took off the clan sword of the "Shadow-Writing" clan that he was equipped with and held it with both hands.

Everyone came to the inner hall. Luo Yufeng held the knife in her hand and penetrated the tribe's sword with a loud "knock" sound. The bluestone brick wall leading to the secret room was cut, smashing a dazzling bright red spark.

The scimitar "Moon Shadow" is a clan holy weapon that cuts iron like mud. The blade passes through the wall, a piece of bluestone that is about half an inch thick is coming. The cut is smooth and neat, just like a file grinding.

Sun Zujun picked up the narrow fragments to examine them, carefully inspected the defects on the wall, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"how?"

Luo Yufeng also felt something was wrong: "Is it still too forced?"

Sun Zujun shook his head: "It's the shape that is not suitable. With the sharp edge of the scimitar of the 'Moon Shadow', it's only a matter of time to cut the brick wall, but the wall is extremely strong and cannot collapse on its own. It has to be cut out a cave that can reach out and pull people and let your shoulders pass through. We take turns to do it, at least it will take more than an hour, and the blade is too slender, so cutting the stone wall is really a bit risky. Alas, it's a pity that 'Moon Shadow' is not a giant cone chisel..."

Luo Yufeng sighed and said with a knife, "I don't care about these things now, I'll do it first. If you don't support me, I'll ask Sun Jujun to take over."

Sun Zujun said: "There are several first-class swordsmen in the hall. The skill of using swords is excellent, and the internal strength is quite strong, so you can call us to help."

Luo Yufeng shook her head: "The fewer people know about the matter of Ma Lao Clan, the better. Isn't the lesson I have learned today?"

After saying that, he used his internal strength, and used his knife like rain, cutting the falling stones one after another, and it took half an hour before Sun Zujun took over.

The Sun clan master has excellent external skills, but his internal strength is much worse than Luo Yufeng. He only supported him for a moment and then changed to the yellow-clothed woman, He clan master.

Among the three, the youngest woman in yellow, He Ju, is the youngest, but her internal strength is the most profound.

Her "take the pulse" clan is known for her internal strength. She has been practicing internal energy since childhood. She regards practicing martial arts as reading and writing desk work. Her dedicated mind and diligence have actually been trained to have a dense and flexible inner strength. Even the old people in the clan who have been born for decades are far behind, far from that.

Although she is introverted and quiet, she is understanding and very sensible. If she has such a master, who wouldn't be sympathetic?

Rather than saying that the clan members of the "Take the Pulse" clan regarded the clan and smart young master who died prematurely as a celestial immortal, it was better to say that he was the youngest daughter raised by the whole clan.

While praising her extraordinary talent and perseverance, no one can bear to urge her to dance with swords and guns and practice her life-and-death struggle skills.

Over time, he actually developed such a freak clan king who is extremely powerful but full of poetry and writing, and is well-mannered and cannot fight hard at all.

Therefore, although the King of the He Clan had long strength, he could not even hold the knife well. He held it in both hands and chopped it up for a while, cutting the stones all over the ground.

Luo Yufeng barely looked around for a while, and saw that the He Clan Lord was sweating profusely, but he was not tired at all, and was still in a hurry. He thought to himself that although "Yueying" is a magic weapon, it is difficult to ensure that the blade will not be damaged by someone who does not understand the sword technique.

As soon as he thought of this, he could no longer hold back and said softly: "June of the He Clan, you can rest for a while! I'll do it."

He stepped forward to take the scimitar and stroked the thin and smooth back of the Hezu Jun to show his praise.

How could the Lord of the He Clan not know that he was embarrassed? He blushed his face and said softly: "Lord Luo, is it... it's useless to me."

Luo Yufeng smiled and said, "How could it be? With your internal energy cultivation, I can't catch up even when I was at your age!"

He stroked the stone wall with the knife marks falling, and tapped his fingers a few times, squinted his eyes and said, "It's almost time, the thickness is less than three minutes. Cut it a little thinner and you can shake it with your palm power."

Hearing that he could deal with brute force, the He Clan Jun blushed and whispered: "Then... let me try it when I was young."

Luo Yufeng smiled and said nothing, and cut out with all her might. With a "kneel", sparks flew everywhere, and the blade sank into the wall.

Just as I was delighted, I suddenly heard a shocking roar from the stone wall, which made the dust on the top of the beam fall, as if even the ground was shaking.

Luo Yufeng was caught off guard and was almost injured by sound waves. She drew her sword and flew back, using her strength to protect her heart, and thought in shock: "What's going on...what is going on? Who has such skills?"

The previous close-fitting woman was so shocked that she knelt on one knee, hugged her head and ears, and gasped: "Isn't this... not like the voice of the old clan of Ma, is it... a little Taoist priest?"

Dan Tai Wangtu heard Ding Bao's shout, and was anxious. He didn't care about hiding his skills. He kicked the thinnest part of the stone wall with a "bang". With a rumbling sound, the stone wall that was cut to a thickness of more than an inch broke and broke. Then, a figure jumped out, with a high bun on Taoist robe, with a bitter expression. His expression seemed to be holding a lot of urine. It was Ding Bao who had just swallowed up the poison of "Yuan Junba Jin" and "Ji Si Miao Wan" in Ma Zuri's body!

After changing his elbows and armpits, Luo Yufeng couldn't tell the difference between us for a while, but she couldn't let him go. After the knife closed his arm, he hit him with a "huh" palm and attacked Ding Bao's vest.

The King of He Clan also screamed in surprise. Without thinking, the invisible energy that had no place to use in his body reached his palms and came out very directly.

The two of them came in front and back, and their palms arrived at Ding Bao almost at the same time, but they were shot empty. At the critical moment, Ding Bao was pulled by Dan Tai Wangtu and avoided the hasty joint attack between the two.

"Stop..."

At this moment, the call of the old clan king from the stone cave came from the sound of Ma Lao Clan. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!