Cow hair needles, fine locust stones, and flying wheels are all ordinary hidden weapons.

But these ordinary hidden weapons are mixed with danger, killing and death.

The six masters whose faces were hidden under the hats were obviously extraordinary.

The real strong person may not be too demanding of subtle secret weapons, but will pay attention to his own secret weapon techniques.

Flying flowers and picking leaves can also kill people holding pear flower needles in the rainstorm.

Therefore, these masters are carrying some ordinary hidden weapons.

However, these hidden weapons have different trajectories.

Or a sudden acceleration in the middle of the road.

Or a hidden needle behind the stone.

Or turn around in mid-air.

Or nine needles and threads.

Or the sky is full of rain, but as if attracted by the fisherman on the long bridge, it shoots from all directions.

Or turn into a very heavy, very fast, very strong light.

Different trajectories.

Different techniques.

Lei Jingyun, the hall master of the Thunderstorm Hall, watched with interest.

On the dragon-like arch bridge, Xia Ji grabbed the fishing rod.

The rod is made of tough wax wood.

He muttered to himself softly: "Well, since you think I am a great monk of Tantra, then I will use the martial arts of Tantra to deal with you, I remember that there should be two more sects." ”

He gave birth to a bit of mischievousness.

The palm of his hand suddenly protruded forward, as if he were saluting the golden Buddha, and the ash pole was on the back of his hand.

Immediately.

His palms began to dance.

The speed of the dance is like a freeze frame, suddenly appearing and disappearing in space, ethereal, ethereal, making it impossible for people to keep up with the subtlety.

The five fingers are like flowers and willows.

In an instant, the rod danced directly and turned into a silver platter.

Jiuyang True Qi poured into this wax wood, making the wax wood extremely hard while being tough.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ding!!

Countless fine metal collision sounds are endless, one after another.

Ding Ding!

More and more collision sounds.

The Red Arhat was stunned...

He couldn't believe it, "This... This is my tantric mastery, immovable pile. It is said that if you reach the top level, as long as you don't have enough energy, you can walk in the rain of arrows... This... Is this really my tantric predecessor?"

Lei Jingyun watched silently, and suddenly said: "Go on, reduce the number of hidden weapons used each time, exhaust his strength, and wait for him to slow down, and then strengthen the attack!"

Each master will not have unlimited concealment weapons, so it is necessary to take into account the stock.

Her decision was clearly the right one.

The concealed weapon began to shoot in a way that would not stop, but not much.

Xia Ji turned the fishing rod with one hand.

Listen to the sound of the rain, and the never-ending, but not noisy, tinkling sound.

He even had time to catch a glimpse of the ripples in the lake and the wild fish jumping out of the water.

Maybe I'm tired.

He even walked to the wooden railing of Yunyan Bridge, turning the fishing rod in his right hand and holding the railing with his left hand, enjoying the autumn rain.

Masters: ...

Lei Jingyun: ...

a little more.

It's like playing.

Even a blind person can see that this senior's internal strength will not be exhausted.

No matter how many times more of their hidden weapons, they will not run out.

Lei Jingyun suddenly looked sideways at the Red Arhat.

Chi Luohan is a strong and strong monk, holding his bald head with both hands at this time, looking like he is hairy all over his body.

I know my own martial arts best.

How can anyone practice such a chicken rib and difficult exercise as a non-moving pile? ?

Who would be idle and bored to practice this kind of mastery that is almost useless??

But the scene in front of me is real, it's not a dream.

Red Arhat, confused.

But looking at the lonely shadow on the long bridge, it seemed that he had found something again, and his eyes burned, filled with a feeling of looking at an idol.

There is such a master in his own house.

Which uncle is it?

His eyes lit up and he stared at the man.

He couldn't wait to rush up and bow down directly.

"Ahem..."

Lei Jingyun felt that the Red Arhat's gaze made her very uncomfortable, so she coughed twice and asked, "Which senior of your Tantric sect is he?"

The red arhat's eyes shot out of essence, and he sighed: "Lei Hall Master, do you see, my tantric exercises are powerful, right?"

Lei Jingyun: ...

"Red Arhat, don't forget what we're doing now!"

The strong monk's body trembled, his eyes regained calm, he thought about it slightly, and many figures flashed in his mind, but there was no overlapping senior with the lone shadow on the bridge, so he shook his head: "Lei Hall Master, I really don't know, if I knew, I would have directly called out the name of this senior senior." ”

Lei Jingyun asked again: "Your tantric sect has been supported by the elder of the Wang Pavilion, even if it is the rest of those old halls, it is all the money of the elder of the Wang Pavilion, don't forget this." ”

She looked at the figure at the bridge, furrowed her delicate brows, and gritted her teeth at the same time.

"Damn, he's still feeding the fish!"

Lei Jingyun's eyes flickered, she couldn't wait.

So with a wave of long sleeves, revealing the robe of dark gold pomegranate flowers, he pressed the hat with his left hand, raised his right hand, and when he fell again, a dark and strange hidden weapon had fallen into his hand silently.

Lei Jingyun raised his voice and said, "Increase the frequency of attacks." ”

Order.

The rate of fire of the six hidden weapon masters increased a lot, and they also held their breath in their hearts.

And the little Lei Hall Master was covered by hidden weapons and rain, and he took a quick step and walked towards the bridge.

Xia Ji heard the footsteps and looked up slightly at the woman who was coming.

The distance between the two quickly narrowed.

About 100 meters away, Lei Jingyun suddenly waved his sleeves, and his snow-white wrist stretched out from the cuffs of the dark gold pomegranate flower.

Xia Ji's eyebrows jumped, and a sense of crisis came over him, because he saw a gun!!

Are there still guns in this world?

Lei Jingyun's finger had already pressed the trigger.

Shoot at 100 meters and almost certainly hit.

In an instant, Xia Ji took a fishing rod in his hand.

All the afterimages are gone.

With a flick of the back of his hand, he pushed out his palm, and the rod shot out.

And Lei Jingyun's trigger has been pressed.

Boom!!!

The gun exploded directly.

The thin tip of the rod was inserted into the barrel.

The gunpowder did not come out, but exploded in the chamber of the gun.

"Ouch!!"

The little Lei Hall Master screamed in pain, and the whole person retreated sharply.

Her right hand was already stained with blood, and her cuffs were red.

But she held back the pain, and her eyes stared persistently ahead, as if she wanted to see through what kind of face was hidden under the fisherman's hat!!

She suddenly raised her voice, her voice killing, "Everyone, since he is in the way, then we will open the way!"

You are all strong and powerful in the royal capital, and you don't want to be subservient to others in the martial arts, now, please cooperate, open up this bloody road, and open up a new prosperous era!"

Her words are very inflammatory.

And the fisherman lost his weapon and resisted the hidden weapon for so long, she didn't believe it, this person is really a husband and a man!!

As soon as the words fell.

According to the water flow of the martial idiot Duan who couldn't bear it for a long time, he already held three long knives in his hand, like a swift flying low, shooting out!!

He rushed to the bridge, paused, and threw a knife forward.

Xia Jiyi raised his hand and caught the knife.

Duan Shuiliu said loudly: "Come on, you and I will fight each other!!"

Distance...

The Thunder Hall Master was stunned.

The severe pain and the "unbelievable scene of sending weapons to the enemy" made her lose her mind for a short time.

She shouted hysterically: "Duan Shui Liu, what kind of nerve do you have !???"

The martial idiot at the head of the bridge shook his head and said lightly: "Woman, you don't understand martial arts. ”

As he spoke, he lifted the hat down, revealing a face as sharp as a knife, "Since the name has been broken, there is no point in hiding it, great monk, do you still want to hide your head and tail?"

By the way, does the great monk know how to use a knife?"

Xia Ji only thought it was very interesting, hooked his fingers, and said, "I understand a little." ”