Helpless, helpless!

Mu Langjun's only thought now is helplessness.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and the most helpless thing is probably that I know that I am about to face death, but I can't come up with the slightest solution!

Deadwood Divine Skill is known for its defensive power, in this martial art, Mu Langjun has seven or eight percent of the fire, even if ordinary martial arts people slash him, they may not be able to hurt him!

However, it is a pity that Mu Langjun is not good at light work.

Mu Langjun didn't take this weakness to heart, just because there were very few people in this world who could force him to escape.

Now he finally knew that he was wrong.

Even Wang Banxia is far inferior to this person in light skills, with his scum five light skills, is it used to let others see the comics?

If you can't escape, then there is only war!

Only by sacrificing one's life with all one's might, there may be a chance to escape.

After all, he is a generation of heroes in the green forest, and when Mu Langjun should fight for his life, he will never hesitate at all.

Under the urging of the true qi of the dead wood, Mu Langjun's ten fingers were open, and the yin energy was vigorous, and the blue and black qi was faintly floating, and he was in a hurry to attack and kill the king like a storm.

The true qi of the dead wood is already vicious and vicious, and under the full urging of Mu Langjun, it is even more powerful, even if the ordinary martial arts people are lightly touched by his fingers, the yin energy enters the body, and there is no help for a while.

Wang Dong seemed to be defenseless, only listening to the sound of countless bursts of cracking the air, Mu Langjun pointed at Wang Dong's chest, like hitting gold and iron, and exploded.

Mu Langjun only felt that his fingers were over, and the touch was like a black iron, and he couldn't hurt it in the slightest. Instead, the phalanges clicked and clicked. The pain was unbearable. Almost collapsed.

"King Kong's incorruptible body?!"

Mu Langjun was shocked, and exclaimed in surprise, and the face of the rotten zombie seemed to have a look of fear at this moment.

If you are afraid of your life, you will be able to retreat!

At this moment, Wang Dong raised his hand, only to hear a snort, and a hand knife burst through the air. Slashed out in the air.

At this moment, Mu Langjun was already panicking, and the other party was suspected of cultivating the legendary 'King Kong Incorruptible Body', which made him extremely shocked, seeing this hand knife split, he raised his arms and roared, and his arms soared.

On the swollen arm, the thick green tendons were like old trees entangled in the roots, terrifying, and the arms glowing with blue and black qi wanted to hold Wang Dong's hand knife.

The air flow snorted.

Suddenly, a qiē returned to calm.

Mu Langjun's hands still maintained the posture of volleying in the air. Standing still, it was like a wooden sculpture.

Wang Dong withdrew his knife. With a light sigh, he turned and slowly left.

After a while, Mu Langjun smiled miserably, and the blood color of his body faded, and a thin line split from the center of his eyebrows to his chest.

Although he was originally like a wooden man, he still had two or three points of popularity after all, but at this moment, his whole body suddenly decayed, turning into the color of building blocks that had rotted for many years, and slowly fell down.

The king walked forward unhurriedly, and about a quarter of an hour later, a ruined temple suddenly appeared in front of him.

He walked straight by, but after a moment, he turned around again.

Wang Dong stood in front of the ruined temple and said slowly: "There are always some people in the world who like to be smart, but they don't know that the most dangerous place is the safest place. ”

"You have a chance, and that is to try your best to escape, instead of pretending to be smart and thinking that I will ...... under the lights!"

Before the king could finish speaking, he heard a muffled bang, and the already dilapidated roof of the ruined temple was once again smashed through a hole, and a blue shadow sprang up like lightning and swept away like an eagle.

"You can run away slowly, I'm not in a hurry at all." Wang Dong looked at Wang Banxia's flying figure and said.

Three days later, the bodies of Mu Langjun and Wang Banxia were found one after another, and the murderer was unknown.

When the news spread to the rivers and lakes, it caused a commotion, after all, Mu Langjun and Wang Banxia are all famous big names in the rivers and lakes, but when another more sensational news spreads at this time, compared to this news, the death of Mu Langjun and Wang Banxia is nothing!

The first swordsman at home and abroad, the master of the five-color sailboat, the purple-clothed marquis of thousands of miles, and the white-clothed man who crossed the sea to the east about the battle!

The land of the decisive battle, the East China Sea!

"On the coast of the East China Sea, two swords compete, purple clothes and white robes, who is the sword hero?"

The news of the decisive battle between the two peerless swordsmen in the world on the coast of the East China Sea caused such a sensation and a wide range of implications, and it would never be under the battle between Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng Forbidden Peak.

Almost overnight, like wind and rain, snow drifting on the ground, the news immediately spread all over the rivers and lakes.

For example, all the martial artists in the rivers and lakes, as long as there is still a mouthful of blood in their chests, there is still a trace of Xiang Wuzhi's heart, after hearing the news, they all put down what they are doing...... Heroic and scheming...... Even the enemies of life and death temporarily stopped fighting and rushed straight towards the East China Sea, one by one they seemed to be able to leave a qiē, and they didn't want to miss this rare battle in a century.

And just when the martial arts of the rivers and lakes were stirring up for this once-in-a-century great war, Wang Dong was already standing outside a misty mountain gate.

An old woman with a wrinkled face and trembling stood behind Wang Dong, cowering and said, "Son, can I go, old woman?" ”

This old woman lowered her eyebrows and pleased, her face was full of pleading, and she looked very pitiful, but in fact, this mother-in-law was the old lady Wan who frightened countless martial artists!

Mrs. Wan was originally the mother of Yunmeng hero Wan Ziliang, but since Wan Ziliang died, Mrs. Wan has gradually acted in an extreme way, no matter who she is, as long as she doesn't like it, she has to torture it.

This old woman is not only fierce and cunning, but also vicious and vicious, and is one of the most difficult people in the rivers and lakes.

However, few people know that Mrs. Wan was secretly subdued by the White Water Palace, and she was a pawn of the White Water Lady.

Wang Dong spent two days of hard work to capture Mrs. Wan in her hand, and then it was simple, as soon as she hit the life and death talisman, she obediently took Wang Dong to the gate of Baishui Palace.

It is precisely because she has tasted enough of the inhuman torture of life and death talismans that Old Lady Wan is so in awe of Wang Dong.

She thought that Bai Shui Niangniang was already the most terrifying person in the world, but the torture methods of this person in front of her did not seem to be under the former.

Wang Dong ignored Mrs. Wan and looked straight into the distance.

Fog!

The fog, the dense fog, the fog all over the sky, covered the world, and turned the whole world into a beautiful fairyland surrounded by mist.

The White Water Palace is hidden in the vast fog.

Baishui Palace is the most mysterious and ethereal martial arts sect in the world.

The peaks of the fog, the ethereal void!

These eight words are the true portrayal of Whitewater Palace! (To be continued......) I1292