In the blink of an eye, Lu Menglin's low body seemed to be entrenched in a fierce tiger, and he suddenly jumped up into the forest, with a tragic wind.

The iron rod struck silently, piercing the air, and it was extremely fast.

But Lu Menglin's tiger leap was faster, his body flicked slightly, and the bones and muscles of his whole body seemed to vibrate regularly, and the whole person shot out like an arrow, and the speed was not much slower than that iron rod.

At the same time that Lu Menglin flicked up, his body moved two inches in mid-air.

It was this distance of no more than two inches that caused Zhao Rensong's iron rod to shoot down a void.

Lu Menglin connected with a tiger tail swing, twisted his waist and hips, hooked his legs like a tiger's tail, and hit Zhao Songren's waist.

Bang! This leg hit Zhao Songren hard, kicking him away.

The bodies of the two were separated in mid-air, like the poles of a magnet, and no one expected that this short confrontation would be Lu Menglin who had a slight upper hand.

As soon as Zhao Songren's body touched the ground, he immediately bounced up, showing extremely strong toughness.

From this powerful action of getting up, we can see a desperate fact, that is, Lu Menglin's tiger tail leg, although it hit the opponent, it could not cause enough effective damage.

Zhao Songren was kicked away, and the physical damage was minimal, but for him, the blow to his face may be stronger.

With the strength of the blue-eyed secret medicine warrior, he was actually avoided by this kid and kicked him, this result had to make Zhao Songren also put away his contempt, and decided to face the opponent in front of him seriously for the first time.

Zhao Songren had also heard the news about this Lu Menglin before, and learned that he had won the Muay Thai champion Tony Feng and captured Tuoba Evil with his own hands, but these achievements were not in his eyes at all.

Tony Feng is just an ordinary man, and although Tuoba Evil is notorious, in Zhao Songren's eyes, he is just a chess piece, a small red-eyed warrior.

The blow just now, he felt that Lu Menglin would definitely not be able to dodge, how did he know that the other party would break through on the spot, dodge the killing move with the change of Xingyi Fist, and be able to fight back, this kind of martial arts talent really surprised Zhao Songren, and at the same time, he was even more determined to get rid of this son.

"The secret medicine warriors are divided into three levels: red-eyed, blue-eyed and purple-eyed, this old man is at the blue-eyed level, you step down, let me come!"

Just when Lu Menglin and Zhao Rensong were nervously facing each other, the old nun suddenly stood up, her eyes were bright, and her face regained the stinky expression of being arrogant and arrogant.

"How is it possible? She was poisoned by the secret medicine, how could she stand up?" Chai Jinxiong on the side was shocked and said in surprise.

Zhao Rensong also frowned, took half a step back very vigilantly, and looked at the other party cautiously.

The old nun stood majestically behind Lu Menglin, holding the half-broken flower pot in one hand and the other one

His hand was on Lu Menglin's shoulder.

On the surface, the old nun seemed to be reaching out to stop Lu Menglin, but after a closer look, it was found that the old nun was actually relying on someone's shoulder to support herself and not fall down again.

"It turned out to be just a pretense. Old nun, you are just the end of a strong crossbow, and you can't scare anyone. Zhao Rensong sneered.

"Then you just have to try it?" said the old nun proudly.

Zhao Rensong smiled, and the black iron rod in his hand danced in an arc, turning into a poisonous dragon and going out to sea, and a staff was used as a chest stab.

This staff is extraordinary, and it has the posture of piercing Lu Menglin and the old nun together, turning the two into a string of sugar gourds.

The old nun really didn't cover it, she dragged Lu Menglin behind her, stepped forward, and faced the black cane head-on.

Seeing that the iron rod with a black light was about to stab the old nun in the chest, everyone present thought that the old nun could not avoid it, and at the moment when she was certain to die, she stretched out her left arm and handed the flower pot she was holding in her arms.

Where could the fragile flower pot block the heavy stabbing blow of the iron rod, it was torn apart and shattered in the air the moment the two sides came into contact.

The iron rod continued unabated, still stubbornly stabbing the old nun's chest.

Huh? No, the speed of the iron rod suddenly slowed down!

Everyone looked at it, and it turned out that although the flower pot was broken, the soil in the flower pot was not broken, and it still maintained an overall shape, and this state was really a bit strange.

In an instant, the tip of the staff shattered the flowerpot and stabbed the mass hidden in the pot.

There was a feeling of a sharp weapon entering the flesh from the staff, and it was this feeling that made Zhao Rensong misjudge his opponent and think that he had won the cane.

In fact, the tip of the rod stabbed the strange thing that the old nun was standing in front of, and it didn't really hurt the old nun.

Masters compete with each other, and what they fight for is this line of life. If you are weak, he will be strong, and under the rise of one and the other, the situation will suddenly reverse.

The old nun put her left palm across her chest, spread her five fingers in her right hand, shook it in mid-air, and then pinched her fingers into a fist, and her feet were like sliding on the ice.

Zhao Rensong was suddenly taken aback by the old nun's closeness, but as a blue-eyed warrior, he was extremely confident in his strong defense, so he simply let go of his hands holding the iron staff, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the old nun's chest.

With the strength of Zhao Rensong's blue-eyed warrior, if this palm knife is chopped, the power is no different from that of a real sword and a real sword, and even surpasses it.

The last thing they are afraid of is to exchange injuries for injuries and lives with the enemy.

Seeing the two fighting in close quarters, the next thing is the end of losing both.

Lu Menglin's scalp was numb, and his heart suddenly hung in his throat. Because of him

It is very clear that the old nun's poisonous wounds have not healed, at most, the injuries are temporarily suppressed, and the most terrifying thing about the secret medicine warriors is that they are strong in life, have amazing recovery power, and are not afraid of fighting to the death.

The old nun and the blue-eyed secret medicine warrior attacked against each other, exchanging their lives for their lives, isn't that the old birthday star hanging, and he thinks his life is long?

Just when everyone thought that the two of them in the battle were going to hit their opponents at the same time, the old nun's fist changed again.

To be precise, this is an extremely small change, and it stands to reason that it will not affect the change in the situation of the battle.

The old nun's fist went to Zhao Rensong's face, and when the fist came to an end, it suddenly turned into a fist, and most of the power condensed in the fist suddenly dissipated.

But at this moment, the old nun's palm flicked up, and a handful of mud and sand sprayed out from between her fingers, all of which shot on Zhao Rensong's face.

The change was too fast, and the distance was too short, and Zhao Rensong didn't have time to react.

This handful of mud and sand was obviously picked up and caught in the palm of the old nun just now when the flower pot was broken.

With the strength of the old nun's palm, he came out angrily, the power of this mud and sand was comparable to a shotgun, and it was within a distance where there was no time to dodge, and suddenly Zhao Rensong's face was hit with countless blood spots, pitted, and his face was full of blood, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

The skin wounds on his face were just that, the key is that his eyes were also shot by this handful of mud and sand, and his eyes were in severe pain, and he was almost blind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity that she had won with great difficulty, the old nun was like a swimming dragon, and suddenly slipped behind Zhao Rensong, shot like lightning, and slapped the back of the opponent's neck with her backhand.

With one move, the bodies of the two passed by, and it can be seen that the action just now was as fast as lightning, and the change was only in an instant.

Zhao Rensong froze in place, as if the whole person was stunned.

When Lu Menglin saw this scene, he was immediately surprised.

Because he knew that the Secret Elixir warriors were infinitely powerful, their bodies were as hard as iron, and their recovery power was amazing, and it was extremely difficult to inflict real damage on them.

What did the old nun do just now? Why did Zhao Rensong not move all of a sudden, as if the system had crashed?

Also surprised was Chai Jinxiong, as a member of the secret medicine warriors, he knew how powerful Zhao Rensong, the blue-eyed warrior, was!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that Zhao Rensong would be subdued after turning into a blue-eyed person?

What the hell just happened?

At this time, everyone looked at it and finally discovered the mystery.

It turned out that a small branch was inserted into the back of Zhao Rensong's neck, which was a jasmine branch, to be precise, a jasmine branch nourished by Tai Sui's marrow mother.

Why is a small jasmine branch able to restrain Zhao Rensong?

Everyone present was shocked, and countless turbulent waves surged in their hearts.

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