The two madmen seized the opportunity and immediately exerted their might on Ye Zirong, their limbs, waist, shoulders, head and back, all they could use, punching and kicking, buckling the top to resist pressure, kicking and sweeping, dragging and pushing, different means were exhausted, and dozens of moves were connected in one go, but somehow, they were all dismantled one by one for the Divine Needle Book.

The young warrior was so anxious that he was about to faint when he saw this strange way of fighting, clenched his fists, and smashed the floor several times, thinking that if he had made a move, he would have already killed this kid!

The two warriors were already tired after half a beat, and they stopped panting for breath, but when they saw that this kid was still a good person, they couldn't help but be even more embarrassed and angry, and made another move.

Ye Zirong took the lead, and a cross punch suddenly struck, heading straight for the gap between the waists of the two.

The two warriors were on one side at the same time, and they rushed out from the middle.

"You two little minions, go back and cultivate the Tao for a few more years, and then come back to fight with the master!" Ye Zirong turned around and sneered at the two cubs, with a look of disdain on his face.

When the young warrior saw that the divine needleman was taunting his junior brother like this, how could he stand it? That was no different from insulting him.

He is a warrior, and since he is a warrior, he respects martial arts, and even if his life is not guaranteed, he must use force to defend his dignity.

He resisted the pain in his knees, and actually got up from the ground in a daze, his eyes were like torches, staring at Ye Zirong deadly.

Qin Shuiwen, who was already desperate, saw that Ye Zirong was alive from death, and he turned defeat into victory, and won against these hateful bad guys, he was suddenly relieved, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, and said: "Zirong, you are worthy of being a god needleman, it's just amazing." ”

As soon as Ye Zirong heard the words "Divine Needle Hand", he immediately thought of the steel needle in his pocket, he had been fighting with these martial artists for a long time just now, and he forgot to use it.

So, his right hand slowly reached into his pocket.

This action happened to be seen by the young martial artist, "Ye Zirong, are you going to use a yin move again?"

Ye Zirong originally wanted to end the battle as soon as possible with a steel needle, but it can be seen that this martial artist provoked him so much that he was a little hesitant.

"Trick, you're so funny!" the Divine Needle Hand smiled disdainfully.

"Ye Zirong, I know you will use needles to point acupoints, but I just want to have a fair fight with you, so I hope you don't use needles. Although the young warrior was injured in the knee, he spoke with a lot of energy.

"Fair? The four of you beat me, it's also called fairness?" Ye Zirong was not a fool, and immediately retorted.

He knew very well in his heart that these four martial artists were invited by Huang Zhiqiang to deal with him, and what was even more odious was that this arrogant surnamed had to use his body as a ding alchemy, which was clearly an evil cultivator.

However, seeing that two of the four people had been injured, and the other two were far from his opponents, he was relieved.

"Ye Zirong, your martial arts are not bad, the four of me are unarmed to compete with you, there is nothing unfair about it, not to mention that I am already injured, if you use the needle again, it is inevitable that you are bullying the weak, if you say it, are you not afraid of the people in the cultivation realm laughing?" The young martial artist was really afraid of the needle technique of the divine needle hand.

Once that acupuncture technique comes out, no matter how high his martial arts are, I am afraid that it will be in vain.

"Okay, then I'll follow you, and I won't use a needle anymore, but I can still beat you. Ye Zirong's words were convincing, and the muscles on the young warrior's face trembled when he heard it.

"Sure enough, it's a man, then look at the move!" The young warrior limped towards Ye Zirong, his fists clenched tightly.

"It's all like this, and you still have to fight?" Ye Zirong really couldn't understand why this person's bones were so hard.

"Wait!" The Divine Needle Hand suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the young warrior and asked, "After fighting for a long time, I still don't know what your name is, can you report it?"

Although this martial artist is an evil cultivator, before abolishing his martial arts, it is best to know his name, and when the time comes, it is good to give an explanation to the monks in the cultivation realm, and at the same time, he can also set an example to prevent more monks from becoming evil. Ye Zirong thought so in his heart.

"Proud Laughing Mountain!" replied the young warrior.

"Good chivalrous name, but in fact, you are an evil cultivator!"

Where did Ao Xiaoshan think that this kid would call him an evil cultivator? This was obviously ruining his reputation, and he immediately greeted him.

The other two warriors also rushed forward, and the four of them fought together again in the blink of an eye.

Aoxiao Mountain's legs are not broken, and with the help of the two junior brothers, he has made more than ten moves with the divine needle, and he is even up and down.

Thinking that his martial arts were originally stronger than this kid, he changed his tricks and dismantled again, and he must win until he wins.

Ao Xiaoshan forcibly endured the pain in his knees, and made dozens of moves in a row, and the moves were extremely vicious.

I saw the shadow of the fist wind and legs, his moves were getting faster and faster, and the more fierce he was fighting, splitting horizontally and vertically, his fists rubbing against the air, making a whirring sound, and Ye Zirong was dazzled, and Venus was in his eyes.

Ye Zirong's body shape kept changing, and it took a lot of effort to avoid the ferocity of these three warriors.

But the three of them linked, recruited mutinies, recruited viciously, seized every opportunity, attacked if they could, killed if they could, and showed no mercy, which was already forcing the divine needle to be urgent.

After guarding fifty moves, Ye Zirong finally waited for an opportunity and kicked Aoxiao Mountain's injured knee with a kick.

Ao Xiaoshan screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground with his hands on his knees.

Now there are only two martial artists with mediocre martial arts left, and fighting with them, Ye Zirong feels much more relaxed.

In just five moves, he hit one warrior in the temple with one punch, and then elbowed three feet into the waist and eye of another warrior.

The two warriors instantly turned over and fell to the ground, their faces showing pain.

Ye Zirong is really talented, and the punches and elbows he played just now are the two most important moves in ancient Thai boxing.

As everyone knows, these two tricks were secretly learned by him and Ao Xiaoshan when they were dismantling tricks in the Yangtze River.

"You... You..."That Ao Xiaoshan pointed at Ye Zirong with his finger, and said one sentence for a long time, but only said two words. Thinking that his own moves were brought out by this kid with new ideas and majesty, he was so ashamed that he was ashamed.

Ye Zirong smiled and said, "I... I'll be honest with you, I also know how to do Muay Thai, and I learned it from you. "I don't know how sassy that look is.

When the four warriors heard this, they almost fainted.

"Ye Zirong, stealing martial arts from other sects is a taboo in the cultivation realm, and you can do such a despicable thing?" Ao Xiaoshan stretched his face, not knowing how uncomfortable it was.

Ye Zirong said with a straight face: "Aoxiao Mountain, this ancient Muay Thai is not your family's martial arts, you also learned it from elsewhere." ”

Ao Xiaoshan said: "Having said that, once this ancient boxing method is integrated into my school's exercises, it is also a new work, why is it not my family's exercises?"

Ye Zirong snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you are going to do when you practice this crooked sect technique?

After that, he walked straight to Guan Xu's side, pulled him up, and his ten fingers rushed out, buckling on the meridians of his perineum and Changqiang acupoints.

"What are you doing here, hurry up help!" Guan Xu seemed to realize that something bad was about to happen, and hurriedly spoke.

The face of the divine needle hand was ruthless, and he pulled it hard with both hands, and he broke his second vein.