As soon as Tang Ruting entered the bamboo forest, he had already found that when he heard the scolding of his ancestors, he also thought of the danger of going mad, he was frightened, and wanted to stop, but he couldn't control his body, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound, he was like a puppet manipulated by someone, holding a bamboo stick, and he actually hit Tang Ruting.

As soon as the bamboo stick moved, it formed a general trend, just like the entire space was pressed towards Tang Ruting with the bamboo stick, which is a manifestation that transcends the extreme of technology, such as art, such as law, and such as Tao.

Tang Ruting laughed angrily, but soon became cautious and cautious, retreated a few feet to avoid its edge, and when Tang Bai's momentum was exhausted, his right hand slipped out of his sleeve, and his index finger went towards Tang Bai's shoulder blade.

But Tang Bai entered a plausible realm at this time, his body was like his, but not like his, his senses were a hundred times more sensitive than before, and he had insight into all changes.

Tang Ruting's shot was like electricity, but in Tang Bai's eyes, the trajectory of Tang Ruting's shot was extremely slow, like the slow motion of a certain movie; at the same time, he felt the wind, the wind that cut through the air with his fingers; at the beginning, the wind hindered the speed of his fingers, and when the power of his fingers was strong, his fingers drove the wind, bringing up a momentum that made people have nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape, and the momentum merged with the surrounding space, and this finger, Tang Bai's surroundings became the world of Tang Ruting's fingertips.

This is the legendary realm!

Although Tang Bai was surprised, his body moved naturally, he moved, like a bamboo leaf flying in the wind, beating on the tip of the wind, his body was natural, just right to avoid Tang Ruting's boundary a finger, and then turned around, the bamboo stick was used as a knife, and the knife came out from the tip of the stick, forming a transparent long knife, cutting from the bottom to the top, in the firelight, the knife seemed to cut the light in half.

"Huh!"

Tang Ruting was taken aback, his figure was like lightning, his body turned with his steps, avoiding the knife, his finger moves remained the same, but the speed was twice as fast, and he pointed at Tang Bai's shoulder blade.

Tang Bai felt countless changes from this finger, the same move, but the artistic conception is completely different, if the finger just now fused the space, with the potential into the boundary; then the current finger, the artistic conception is completely different, this finger is like water, presenting a tangible image, with the meaning of the invisible, unpredictable; like the wind, everywhere, but without a trace, without a trace; like a heavy mountain, the achievement of the general trend, invincible; it seems to be a finger, but there are thousands of changes, nowhere to hide, can not resist. When he was thinking about how to crack it, his body reacted naturally, and the bamboo stick was a finger, and it was also pointed at Tang Ruting's shoulder blade, the same finger, but the bamboo stick in Tang Bai's hand was a big length, it was an inch long and an inch strong.

Tang Bai's performance surprised Tang Ruting very much, he was already a master of the realm, and for a while, he couldn't help a ten-year-old child. Moreover, in Tang Bai's moves, he saw a natural trajectory, mixed with different tricks, these tricks have knife techniques, sword techniques, stick techniques, palm techniques, and fist techniques, these martial arts are fused together, naturally, not related to yin and yang true qi, no muscle and bone damage, but essence and qi, qi and force, force and nature are one, forming a unique technique close to the Tao; He was amazed at how a ten-year-old could do this? At the same time, he realized that he was being pulled by an inexplicable qi machine, and before he knew it, he had entered that inexplicable state of mind.

The torch was used as a weapon by Tang Ruting, the flame had long been blown out by the wind, and the surroundings became dark, but compared to the two of them, the darkness seemed to not exist, they both entered a state that they could not understand, they could sense the surrounding scene, even the most secret insects and mayflies flying in the distance, they could not escape the spiritual perception of the two; In the bamboo forest, the green bamboo is like grass, as if it is cut by a sharp blade, the mountains and rocks are splashed, and there is a 'bumper' sound, the two of them will exert their respective martial arts to the peak level, and the combination of skill and strength shows an earth-shattering beauty. I don't know how long later, the two chased after each other out of the bamboo forest and appeared on a small hillside. At this time, the night was far away, and a red glow appeared on the horizon, like a fire that ignited the white clouds, and continued to burn, and then, a red sun rose in the east, driving away the darkness and letting the sun shine all over the earth. At the same time, Tang Bai seemed to have a bell ringing in his mind, making his body and soul vibrate with the bell, his body and mind were constantly sublimating, he seemed to hear countless people chanting, like a dream, with the sound of chanting, the whole person entered the realm of thoughtlessness.

Tang Ruting seemed to feel something, stopped moving, watched the rising sun, as if he saw wisps of purple light, turned into endless heaven and earth vitality, scattered between heaven and earth, turned into endless vitality, blessed to the soul, he sat cross-legged, facing the purple qi from the east, breathing and exhaling.

The rooster and the dog barked, the smoke rose, there was a kind of life that was not in the dark night, and the whole world became smart; under the small hill was a flat paddy field, the old farmer had already gone to the ground, the pear head greeted the sun, a cow mooed, the invisible sound wave penetrated the invisible space, in Tang Ruting's heart, in a trance, some unfamiliar pictures kept flashing in his mind, as if he was in a sea of clouds, the world was like seeing flowers in the fog, and there was a glorious palace with a golden wall in the distance。 Faintly, as if someone was calling, calling an unfamiliar name, but feeling that he was calling himself, his mind had a trace of inexplicable traction, pulling himself to find something, like a very important thing pressed on his heart, but he forgot what it was; the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't remember, the more he was bored in his heart, and his breathing became chaotic, only to feel that the blood was surging uncomfortably, and he couldn't spit out a breath in his heart. He was busy meditating and concentrating, guiding his qi back to the sea, and then a clear whistle came from his ears, which woke him up from this realm of going mad like a dream; when he opened his eyes, he felt that his back had been soaked with cold sweat, and he couldn't help but secretly say "It's dangerous"; when he stood up, he just saw three or four figures in the distance, covered in blood, and was rushing to this side in embarrassment, followed by a half-hundred-year-old man, whose clothes had been stained red with blood, but with a long sword in his hand, the sword light flickered, pointing east and west, and one person blocked more than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes, and was fighting and retreating to this side.

A group of ducks who are freed from herding ducks are quacking, flapping their wings in the paddy fields, fluttering up and landing on the ridges; a few yellow dogs that have come out of nowhere, screaming at the murderous ones.

"It's Grandpa!"

Tang Bai was also awakened by the roar, his five senses were keen, his eyes were like electricity, and at a glance, the half-hundred-year-old man who was besieged by many Jianghu people was Tang Jinghao.

Tang Bai flew up, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and galloped away from the slope. He was fast, Tang Ruting was faster, long afterimages appeared in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at Tang Jinghao's side; he saw that his fist was like a mountain, his breath was like a river and sea, and his momentum was like thunder, and the power of the realm was unmatched; more than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes, like straw, the strong man vomited blood and retreated, and he was frightened and fled. The weak are shattered, and the power of a punch is like a deadly Yama.

"Ancestor, dead, my brother is dead. A young man, disheveled, pale, and frightened in his eyes, hugged Tang Ruting's thigh and cried, he had a long wound on his back, the blood had not stopped, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his clothes.

"Ancestor。。。。。 ”

The young men of the Tang family who had been frightened all gathered around, from night to dawn, just like from hell to the world. They are the tinder, and if the Tang family perishes, they are the hope of the Tang family. But they can't do without Liancheng, there are too many people from the rivers and lakes who have poured into Liancheng, and there are also major families hidden in the shadows, they are like a group of hungry wolves, staring at the Tang family.

When the spirit was relaxed, Tang Jinghao only felt full of strength, his legs fell to the ground weakly, he was injured from the breakthrough, and then used the secret method to stimulate the potential of the body, and it was already a miracle to be able to fight until now, protecting the children and nephews behind him.

"Xiaohao, what's going on?"

Tang Ruting's face was pale, and his fingers connected several big points on Tang Jinghao's chest to stabilize the scattered true qi in his body, but the old man understood that Tang Jinghao's lamp had run out of oil, and the immortals could not be saved.

"Ancestor, go back to the Tang family first. ”

Tang Bai clenched the bamboo stick, but he was a little dazed in his heart, he should have been angry and sad, because it was his grandfather who fell to the ground, but he felt that he didn't have these feelings, he felt that he was really a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

"Dad, the enemy that the Tang family has to face this time is too strong. ”

", is there anyone in the Tang family who is afraid of death? ”

Tang Jinghao shook his head slightly, then looked at Tang Bai, and said with a faint breath: "Xiaobai, leave the Tang family, even if it is for your mother, leave, the farther away the better." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you were going to die now, Lao Tzu would have slapped you to death. ”

Tang Ruting let go of his hand and said with a pale face.

"Xiaobai, you are the source of trouble, leave, for the sake of the Tang family, for your parents. ”

After Tang Jinghao finished speaking, he gathered the remaining true qi, slapped his palm on the top of his head, and committed suicide.

Death may be to give Tang Bai an explanation, or maybe it is a relief.

"Third Master!"

The young man of the Tang family cried sadly, the world is impermanent, and overnight, they lost all their support.

"Stupid!"

Tang Ruting scolded angrily, his eyes were red, and the cloudy tears in the corners of his eyes were quietly dripping.

Only Tang Bai, with mixed tastes, has gone to the living, and Yu Yin is good, but he doesn't know where to go.