Walking into the hole, a rope hit him head-on, Hou Zhenming's internal force was shocked, and the golden bell cover protected the whole body. Looking up, a pitch-black rope hung from the roof and wrapped around Wuyazi's waist, hanging him alive.

Woo! A strange sound, the wind howled, this rope in a strong real force urging, like a sharp sword across the air, piercing through the void, in the blink of an eye appeared on the golden bell jar, the condensation and purity of the true power contained in it, has reached a terrible level, so this volley stabbed by the black rope, no less than a divine weapon, cutting gold and jade, is just an idle thing.

It's just that it's still almost for Hou Zhenming's golden bell jar, and the golden bell jar that Hou Zhenming has been urging for hundreds of years can not be broken.

The rope hit the golden bell jar, without a trace of waves, Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment, and then attacked frantically, the rope began to change again, the layers of phantoms continued to change, the rope was rigid and soft, although it was a volley of real force support, but more dexterous than the hands and feet, swords, guns, swords, halberds, fists, fingers and legs and other martial arts tricks were deduced on this rope, a moment of kung fu, it changed dozens of times, using more than a dozen different martial arts.

Su Xinghe stood beside Wang Yuyan, and the two of them looked at this confrontation with shocked eyes, dizzying, and wishing that time and space would be forever still at this moment.

"Five Tiger Broken Door Knife, Hubei Ruan Family's Whip Method, Qingcheng's Hidden Weapon, Wind Chasing Knife Method, Wind Breeze Willow Sword Method, Scattered Flower Palm, Chiba Hand, Fu Wand Method, Indra Claw, Dharma Sword Method, this person is so powerful, he is proficient in so many sects of martial arts, and everything is perfect, the realm is extraordinary, who is he?"

Wang Yuyan is worthy of being a living dictionary of martial arts, although Wu Yazi uses a rope to interpret all kinds of martial arts, she can still see the origin of these martial arts, and her mouth keeps muttering to herself, her eyes are full of surprise.

Su Xinghe is diametrically opposed, he naturally knows his master's martial arts, but at this time, more attention is focused on Hou Zhenming, the more he watches, the more shocked he is.

No matter how many martial arts Wuyazi uses, Hou Zhenming is a king with eight shells, a golden bell jar, but this one golden bell jar has not been broken until Wu Yazi is tired of stopping.

"Okay, what a brocade guard, this golden bell is in your hand, it has reached the point of being superb, and the old man can't even break your defense by changing thirty-six martial arts." Wu Yazi sighed sincerely: "I don't know Jinyiwei, what's the important thing to find the old man?" ”

"Hey, hey." Hou Zhenming smiled: "The three elders of Xiaoyao, there is no cliff to hide in this deaf and dumb valley, Li Qiushui left Western Xia and established a Yipintang, and Wu Xingyun led a group of rabble in the Eagle Peak of Tianshan Mountain. Although those subordinates are not very good, but the kung fu of the free faction is still good, the Eight Desolations and Liuhe are the only ones who respect the skills, and the power of Bai Hong's palm, I can let you go after I get it. ”

"You're threatening me." Wu Yazi's internal strength is surging, and after walking around the rivers and lakes for so many years, no one dares to talk to him like this, Wu Yazi said in a cold tone: "Although your golden bell jar is indeed difficult to break, it doesn't mean that the old man has no choice." ”

"Hahaha." Hou Zhenming laughed twice, and the Tianshuang fist came out.

Wu Yazi is not in his heyday, over the years, half of his body has been paralyzed, he has been seriously injured, although his inner cultivation has made great progress, but in the end it has still damaged his vitality, although his true qi is majestic and pure, but he has just stormed the Golden Bell Jar, and the spiritual energy consumed is really not small, and his hands can't help but slow down a little.

Hou Zhenming saw the opportunity, the frost of the Tianshuang Fist was full of frost and use, and it had filled the entire cave with frost and cold air, forming a huge frost giant fist, the giant fist was covered with ice thorns, Hou Zhenming waved his fist, and the ice thorns broke away from the giant fist and floated in the air.

Whoosh, swish, and a buzzing tremor resounded throughout the cavern. The endless ice spikes rushed towards Wuyazi, Wuyazi had never seen this scene for so many years, but the cold light shining on the ice spikes, Wuyazi saw it clearly, and had the intention to escape, but his legs were broken, and as a last resort, all the internal force gushed out, gathered in his fists, and at the moment when the ice spikes rushed over, his fists hit out.

The internal force rippled in the air, and the swept ice spikes were shattered one by one, but there was a frost fist behind the ice thorns, and the internal force was unable to deal with the giant fist after sweeping the ice thorns, and the giant fist broke the ripples and rushed towards Wuyazi, seeing this scene, Wuyazi closed his eyes in despair.

"Master." Su Xinghe screamed wildly and threw himself at Wuyazi. Just at his speed ...

Boom, a cold air frozen into the bone marrow brushed Wu Yazi's hair and skimmed over, hitting the stone wall behind Wu Yazi, and the entire stone wall was frozen for three feet.

Wu Yazi opened his eyes at this time, looked at the stone wall behind him incredulously, and then turned his head to look at Hou Zhenming, looking incredulous.

Su Xinghe and Wang Yuyan also looked at the stone wall behind Wu Yazi dumbfounded, there are no people in the rivers and lakes who use ice attribute internal force, but it is definitely very rare, and there is absolutely no one who can use ice attribute internal force to such an extent.

Although Hou Zhenming didn't like this old man who liked little Lori, he didn't want to kill him, just scare and scare.