This palm was really as urgent as a spark, with a whistling palm wind, blowing the clothes on Fang Yi's body and hitting his chest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the fleshy palm was about to hit, Fang Yi suddenly drew the knife, and the blade of the knife flipped over and blocked it in his chest.

Boom!

The steel knife slammed into the palm of his hand again, and the huge force directly knocked Fang Yi back a few steps, and a flush surged out of his face.

"Little brother, the master of the Tide Rising Gate has been controlled by demons, and you are not his opponent."

Fang Yi suppressed the boiling of viscera, understood what this old man meant, but he didn't dare to do it, if he was released and controlled again, then he was really lit in the toilet - looking for death ().

He gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground, and once again cast the Dragon Tour Nine Directions, snatching to the middle-aged man's side, and slashing down with the steel knife in his hand.

Nine knives were slashed out in a row, each knife was driven by a strong wind shock, and the middle-aged man's pair of fleshy palms were extremely powerful, and he didn't know what kind of palm technique it was, the palm shadow flew over, like a butterfly piercing flowers, and each palm bombarded the side of the steel knife, shaking Fang Yi's hands soft.

After the nine knives passed, Fang Yi suddenly raised his breath, slashed out several knives again, and at the same time, he kicked his feet and retreated a foot, and the middle-aged man's face showed a trace of doubt.

But regardless of anything else, the footsteps were wrong, and he rushed up again, his palms flew like a shadow, like the ebb and flow of the tide, the river slapped on the shore, wave after wave, and came again.

Feeling the strong wind blowing on his face, Fang Yi changed his gun with a knife, the tip of the spear flashed, and stabbed the opponent's palms.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, since the opponent's palm is powerful, then abolish the opponent's palm first.

King Qin grinds the flag!

With one blow, he unleashed the strongest blow of marksmanship!

The tip of the spear flashed, stabbing straight out, like an angry dragon going out to sea, and like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, flickering and convincing, hitting the opposite side of the door.

The barrel of the gun hit the palm of the middle-aged man, Fang Yi's gun shook violently, wanting to swing away from the other party, but the opponent's hand changed suddenly, the original continuous, like the ebb and flow of the palm suddenly changed, the momentum was strong and heavy, and the iron palm was strong, only to feel that the other party seemed to have become a big rock, and the gun couldn't be picked up at all.

"This is the seven waves of the tide rising gate, one palm is stronger than the other, and when it comes to the last palm, the palm power is at least six times that of the first palm......"

Before the old man finished speaking, on the other side, the masked woman lying on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes were hazy, and she shouted, "Father, what's wrong with you?" ”

This call full of disbelief, consternation, and affection made the middle-aged man's face stiffen suddenly, and a ray of true light appeared in his eyes.

It's just that this true light was suddenly suppressed, but it was this half-second struggle that gave Fang Yi a huge opportunity, his gun shook violently, his arms were numb, and he swung the opponent's palm, and the tip of the gun stabbed the opponent's chest.

The tip of the spear pierced, blood spilled, and the middle-aged man recovered again, his body retreated, and he retreated from the attack range of the spear, and only a small wound was stabbed.

"So powerful? It's so powerful after being mentally controlled, so what if it's not controlled? ”

Fang Yi couldn't help but have a thought flickering in his heart.

The middle-aged man didn't look at his wounds, as if he wasn't injured, his body moved again, approached, and slapped it lightly with a palm, towards Fang Yi's face.

Feeling the wind blowing in his face, Fang Yi's footsteps 'pedaled and pedaled' and retreated continuously, feeling a deep murderous intention.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't dare to make the slightest movement, his eyes were firmly fixed on the middle-aged man in front of him, and he could feel that no matter what martial arts he used, in the hands of the other party, he could be easily cracked.

This feeling was really bad, but Fang Yi was not discouraged at all, he withdrew a few zhang in a row, and between the two of them, from a few meters to only a millimeter, Fang Yi could even feel the touch of the palm wind close to his forehead, making him feel a layer of cold sweat on his head.

Suddenly, his body flashed to the left, and he shouted, "Senior, I'll leave it to you." ”

As soon as he let his body go, he saw a dirty sleeve and arm, and the old skin stretched out from the prison, this finger was plain, and there was not the slightest fluctuation, like the surface of an ancient well.

However, Fang Yi was close at hand, but he could feel the horror of even the air being squeezed out between his fingers.

The middle-aged man saw this finger pointing at him, his palms flew like swallows, and he turned into a heavy palm shadow, which was the Chaosheng Gate's Zhen Sect Peerless Chaosheng Palm.

The tide rises like a continuous tide, the tide rises and falls, the river laps the shore, and the rocks pierce the air.

However, this finger seemed to be slow and fast, and it was extremely firm, breaking through the palm shadow, and pointing at the middle-aged man's chest, the middle-aged man's body shook, his face turned white suddenly, and his body was straight and fixed, but he couldn't move anymore.

"Okay, the old man used a special hand to freeze his acupoint, and it will take at least half an hour before he can resume his actions."

The old man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, it seemed that this hand was very laborious, and at this time, the masked woman also stood up with her chest, and walked to the middle-aged man's side, and said to the old man.

"The senior, but the Great Elder of the Crazy Sand Gate, Senior Huang, in person?"

The masked woman's face was still pale, but she didn't have the weakness she had just now, and she seemed to have recovered a few percent of her strength.

"That's right, I haven't walked the rivers and lakes for several years, but I didn't expect that there are still juniors who know the old man, hey, it's a long story."

The Great Elder of the Wild Sand Gate didn't expect that he had been practicing in seclusion for several years, and there were still people who knew him, but thinking of what happened now, he sighed, and seemed to be very embarrassed.

Fang Yi didn't have time to look at these copies of the people in the rivers and lakes, he interjected: "Senior Huang, do you know which other seniors are controlled by the Gulan Dementor Sutra? ”

At this question, the Great Elder of the Yellow Sand Men glanced at him, his eyes were meaningful, but he smiled and said.

"In the prison, except for the old man who used secret techniques, almost all the rest of the fellow Daoists have fallen for this kind of demonic method, and they can't be guarded against."

Fang Yi was shocked for a moment, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

He couldn't help but glance at the masked woman beside him, no matter what this woman said, she was an NPC, maybe she could know if what Elder Huang said was true.

He glanced at her, and the masked woman said, "Senior Huang's skills are very strong, and the Crazy Shamen Technique is unfathomable, it is very possible to avoid this spiritual method. ”

The masked woman seemed to believe in the Great Elder of the Crazy Sand Gate, and said with her lips open.

Hearing the masked woman say this, Fang Yi's heart was put down, he opened the cage, let Senior Huang come out, and hurriedly apologized: "Great Elder, I'm sorry, the junior is too suspicious, and you have been wronged." ”

Senior Huang waved his hand and smiled: "It's good to be precautionary, the rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes, and people are unpredictable, okay, let's go and wipe out the remnants of the Guzhen Temple first, otherwise the righteous martial arts people will suffer this kind of persecution in the future." ”

The masked woman is the same, her father looks like this, only by killing the remnants of the ancient temple, maybe there is a possibility of recovery.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, Fang Yi knew that this should be the end of the plot of the dungeon, and the next thing was the climax of the dungeon, the duel between the demons and the demons.