In the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, there are only a few places where there are many masters. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dali Tianlong Temple, Xiaoyao Sect Vulture Palace, Xingzhu Sect, Central Plains Beggars, Shaolin, Gusu Murong Clan, and Xixia Yipintang. And among them, the master of Xixia Yipintang is the most dish, persimmons are naturally picked up and pinched, plus Xixia is a foreigner, Zhang Long wants to absorb people's internal force, and the first target is naturally Xixia Yipintang.

The Western Xia Dynasty is in the territory of today's Ningxia, and Dali goes to Ningxia, a direct distance of about 2,000 kilometers.

The helicopter gunship flew at a maximum speed of 385 kilometers per hour, and after 5 hours and 12 minutes, Zhang Long finally arrived in the Western Xia Kingdom.

Xixia Yipintang is an organization of the Xixia royal family to recruit martial arts masters, and it is managed by the military, so its headquarters is naturally in the forbidden army camp of the Xixia Imperial Palace.

Found a flat place, parked the gunship, put it in the package, and Zhang Long rushed towards the imperial city under the scorching sun.

On the way, passing by a herdsman's residence, Zhang Long took the sheep by the hand and took away a pair of animal skin shorts and animal skin vest.

Taking off the school uniform on his body and putting it in the package, Zhang Long used water and mud to stain his body, changed into animal skin shorts and vest, disguised himself as a mute bum, successfully passed the inspection of the city gate guards, and blended into the imperial city.

After entering the imperial city, after inquiring about a few taels of silver, Zhang Long got the exact location of the forbidden army camp.

The camp is located in the eastern part of the Imperial City, next to the Imperial Palace.

Before he reached the gate of the camp, Zhang Long was stopped by the patrolling forbidden soldiers.

"Stop, this is not the place for you to come, get out of here."

The patrol leader pulled out his waist knife, walked over, and shouted loudly.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Long roared, an arrow stepped out, and he slapped it over, directly pumping the patrol captain into the air, spitting blood from his mouth, and landing seven or eight meters away.

"Who are you, you dare to attack the forbidden army and seek death!"

Seventeen or eighteen waist knives were pulled out, and the sharp tips of the knives pointed at Zhang Long.

"I'm a new beggar gang master in Yipintang, Zhang Long, who of you dares to touch me to try."

Zhang Long said, no longer reining in, a monstrous murderous aura spread, his eyes looked coldly at the group of forbidden soldiers, and walked forward step by step.

Zhang Long took a step forward, and more than a dozen soldiers holding waist knives took a step back in unison.

Finally, the leading vice captain couldn't bear the pressure brought by Zhang Long, touched the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, lowered his head, and said, "My lord, please forgive me, my subordinates ......."

"Okay, okay, those who don't know are not guilty, get out of the way, I'm going back to camp."

"Yes, send-off!"

The deputy captain waved his hand, and all the soldiers under his command breathed a sigh of relief, returned the knife into the sheath with relief, and respectfully watched Zhang Long step into the camp.

As soon as he stepped into the camp, in addition to the aura of the slaughtering army, Zhang Long also faintly sensed dozens of strong or weak master breaths.

Each of them is a martial arts master above the third rate, and there is no one below the third rate.

Internal forces, internal forces, these are all internal forces!

Zhang Long was overjoyed.

Strode in the direction of where the breaths were.

The masters in the Xixia Yipintang are like clouds, monks, lewd thieves, desert swordsmen, and Central Plains swordsmen...... There are all kinds of people, so it is not surprising to see Zhang Long dressed as a vagabond, a beggar, and a forbidden soldier guarding the post at the intersection.

Striding meteors, walking all the way, Zhang Long finally came to the source of the aura of many masters.

This is a school field, where more than 30 masters of Xixia Yipintang either catch and fight, or fight against more than a dozen or twenty forbidden soldiers alone, proficient in fists, feet and weapons kung fu.

The clanging of blades, the clash of blades, and the roar of people, hehe, echoed over the school grounds.

Seeing Zhang Long, a forbidden soldier stepped forward and asked respectfully, "My lord, do you need a sparring partner?" ”

These forbidden soldiers who sparred with the masters of Xixia Yipintang were carefully selected by the Xixia royal family from tens of thousands of forbidden troops, and the lowest level of internal strength were all in the early stage of the fourth rate, and their heads were also very smart.

The purpose is naturally self-evident, that is, in the process of sparring, to steal the martial arts skills of a group of Yipintang masters.

Of course, Zhang Long didn't know this, but he was here to absorb people's internal strength, and when he saw someone taking the initiative to send the door up, he couldn't ask for it, where was the reason to refuse.

immediately said: "Okay, it's you, warm up with me first." ”

"Yes, sir."

The soldiers of the forbidden army did not know that they were about to be in a catastrophe, but they were happy to have the opportunity to learn the martial arts skills of the senior master in front of them.

More than thirty soldiers of the forbidden army sitting on the side also cast envious and jealous glances at him.

"Come, young man, the stunt I'm going to perform today is a point technique, called Sunflower Point Acupoint, to describe this point technique in one word, that is, fast, fast as lightning, aiming to subdue the other party in an instant."

"It's like this!"

Zhang Long said, ten times the speed was triggered, and a dodge appeared in front of the forbidden army, and his left hand pointed at his dumb acupoint, and at the same time, his right hand buckled the right hand of the forbidden army, running the Northern Shengong, and in the next second, Zhang Long felt that the internal force was constantly sucked out by him, and merged into the sea of qi in the body.

The forbidden soldier who felt the loss of internal force widened his eyes, his eyes were full of fear, and he was about to shout when he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and could only watch as Zhang Long sucked all the internal force in his body away.

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, if you are hit by my sunflower point acupoint, it will be automatically untied in a quarter of an hour, so you can sit on the side and rest!"

Zhang Long said, helping the weak forbidden soldier to the side.

"Come on, come on, if anyone can avoid the point of my sunflower acupoint, I will make an exception to teach him such a point technique, and you want to give it a try!"

"I, I, my lord, choose me!"

"Choose me, my lord, I have the best body, and I will definitely be able to avoid your points!"

……

Seeing that there was an opportunity to learn a stunt, more than 30 soldiers of the forbidden army rushed up together.

Looking at the group of soldiers scrambling in front of him, Zhang Long almost didn't laugh, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, come one by one, everyone has a chance." ”

In this way, Zhang Long concocted the same method.

One, two, three......

In just ten minutes, Zhang Long inhaled all the internal forces of more than thirty forbidden soldiers, and the lowest level of internal strength of these forbidden soldiers was the early stage of the fourth rate, and the highest even reached the peak of the fourth rate.

After absorbing the internal force of these more than 30 people, the level of internal force in Zhang Long's body soared directly from zero to the level of the early stage of the second rate.

Zhang Long's movements have long attracted the attention of many masters in the school field.

Seeing that his acupoint technique was so powerful, a master couldn't help it and walked out.

This is a middle-aged man dressed as a knifeman, with a rough face and a face full of meat.

He came to Zhang Long and stood still, and said with a smile: "Brother, your sunflower acupoint technique is really powerful, can I avoid your acupoint, you can teach me this acupoint technique." ”

Zhang Long smiled: "Of course. ”

"Okay, in this way, let me be a desert swordsman, a knife in the wind, to teach my brother a high move!"