But the white ape seemed to be extremely sensitive, and when it saw Mr. Mori, instead of avoiding it in horror like ordinary people, it raised its hand and made a counterattack.

At that moment, the pair of red eyes turned around, and they actually controlled their legs and slammed them, and they stopped their forward bodies, and the ground was cracked by their stepping.

But in this way, Mr. Sen's fierce punch only hit half a foot in front of the white ape, and then missed. This made the qi in Mr. Sen's body, which was originally circulating at a high speed, immediately blocked.

"Vomit" Mr. Sen resisted the next urge to vomit under the surging qi.

Pity this Mr. Mori, with the help of the fire workers, originally turned into a meritorious force. It can be at least 30 years of Taoist skills for ordinary cultivators. But there is too little actual combat experience.

There is a saying: "Everything is three feet long, and all have spirits." "The white ape in front of me can grow so huge, it must be a long time ago. Cultivating into a refined thing. In addition, in this deep mountain and old forest, there is no ability to catch and kill, how can it be so good to survive.

The red-eyed white ape immediately seized this rare opportunity, kicked his legs to the ground, and his two long arms reached forward as fast as lightning, and instantly grabbed Mr. Mori's shoulders. Then there was a strange scream in his mouth, and he threw it backwards. This series of actions was naturally completed in the blink of an eye.

"Knock knock" made Mr. Sen not even have a chance to struggle, only felt a strange force coming from his shoulders. Hold it tightly. Immediately afterwards, he felt that his body was light, and he was smashed out and fell to the ground hard. For a while, his arms, feet, and cheeks were not in a good place, and he looked very embarrassed.

But fortunately, in the past month, Mr. Sen has practiced day and night, and the strength of his own muscles and bones has long been stronger than usual. So under this fall, I didn't pass out directly.

"Ahem" Mr. Mori struggled to get up and touched the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He looked around by the moonlight that was shining above his head.

It turned out that he had been thrown by the white ape and fell to a flat ground overgrown with weeds. The flat land is paved with green bricks, but it seems to have fallen into disrepair. There are large and small stone piers and stone pillars scattered around.

And directly in front of him, there was a dilapidated temple. From the shape of this temple, it has a bit of the taste of Tang Dynasty architecture. Unfortunately, from the top of the left side, a large part of it has collapsed.

A dilapidated plaque, leaning diagonally to the left of the main entrance. There are three big characters of "Fangshan Temple" written on it.

But what shocked Mr. Mori even more was that in front of the plaque, a woman in a tight camouflage uniform fell to the ground, and her mouth let out a series of weak and painful cries.

Mr. Mori subconsciously looked at it and found that this woman turned out to be the missing Bobo. It's just that at this moment, she seems to be seriously injured. Most of the clothes on his body were torn, not to mention, and the exposed white skin was also covered with blood.

And on the right side of his face, something did not know what cut a long gap. The right half of her face was covered in blood. It looks miserable.

"Bobo." Mr. Mori shouted excitedly and ran towards Bobo.

But alas, when he was about to run to Bobo's side. The white ape turned around, and its huge body was like a ghost, and his arms were pulled down one by one. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Mr. Mori again. He raised his hand and slapped Mr. Mori on the head.

Mr. Mori had just been dropped, and his head was still in a state of confusion. I saw the white ape's huge palm slapping towards it. For the first time, I didn't think about dodging. Instead, he subconsciously reached out to his waist and wanted to take out the eight-sided gossip hammer.

But after all, it was still a beat slower.

Seeing that Mr. Sen, who was about to be separated in the next second, his brain was also blank for a while. It's too late to think about anything else.

"Boom" was in the middle of the lightning, and an arrow suddenly came from his ears. In the next second, he saw that the giant palm that was supposed to be slapped on his head was now stabbed into it by a silver arrow.

Not only that, but this rapid arrow seemed to carry a huge force, and it actually smashed the entire body of the white ape into the temple.

One arrow mighty, terrifying.

Mr. Sen subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find that it was the arrow shot by Jin Ning, who had just been pushed aside by him. It's just that Jin Ning's appearance is very embarrassed at this time. She held the left hand of the ox horn bow, and hung down softly without speaking. The right hand wearing the jade wrench finger was also blurred with flesh and blood at this moment. In particular, there are several huge incisions on his index finger, thumb and tiger's mouth.

It seems that she also paid a huge price for sending this arrow.

But Jin Ning didn't show a very painful expression on his face, just kept panting. Instead, I saw Mr. Mori looking at him. He was still very calm, grinning at it.

Mr. Mori was moved and distressed in his heart. At the same time, a wave of anger against the white ape burned from his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he first took off his coat and put it aside, and then took the pair of eight-sided gossip hammers from his waist.

Holding the Bagua Hammer in both hands, he adjusted his standing posture slightly. Then slowly hand the hammer of his left hand forward, and press the hammer of his right hand against his waist. The little finger and ring finger of both hands are clasped three times on the hammer handle.

This small action, in fact, has a lot to say. In fact, the five fingers of a person correspond to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The ring finger belongs to the lungs. The little finger belongs to the kidney water.

And in the five elements, gold can produce water. So use the little finger and ring finger together. It is to use breathing to drive lung qi, and then use lung qi to mobilize kidney water. As a result, the kidney water began to flow, and finally the kidney water was mobilized, and the yang energy in the body was injected into the eight-sided Bagua hammer. In this way, he activated the aura on the original Xungong hexagram and used it for his own use.

However, at the moment, Mr. Mori's body does not have the wisp of essence that the fire worker said. It is just forcibly urging the kidney water in the body, and the kidney essence in it is used to temporarily mobilize the yang energy in the body to activate it.

Therefore, the time to be able to use these two hexagrams on the eight-sided gossip hammer is only a short three minutes. If in the future, if you can refine a wisp of pure essence, you can urge the yang energy in this body to turn into yang fire. At that time, as long as the yang fire is not extinguished, the time for use can be unlimited.

But at the moment, this short time of three minutes is enough for Mr. Sen.

I saw Mr. Mori take a deep breath, step on his hind foot violently, and the whole person rushed into the temple like an arrow offline. At this time, due to the collapse of half of the top of the temple, the moonlight in the sky shone in. Most of the scenes are reflected.

The statue is about 6 meters tall and has three faces, each with three eyes. It's just that these three faces are not kind and kind-eyed, but round and open, showing a kind of angry look.

At the same time, the god has six arms, and the left hand holds a long-handled banana fan, a rope and a bowstring; In the right hand, he holds a sword, a halberd, and an arrow. At a glance, people suddenly feel that there is a boundless power hidden in it.

But there is one thing that makes people look a little dumbfounded, in general, but the statues of gods that are erected. The mounts under your feet are either dragons or tigers, cranes or turtles. But the statue in front of him was stepping on a wild boar with a white body and sharp fangs.

It's just puzzling.

But for Mr. Sen, these are not his most important concerns. Because right now, next to this statue of the god, the boar under its feet, the white ape is now half-leaning on it.

It saw Mr. Mori rushing towards it, and there was no panic in its red eyes. Instead, he used his left palm to pull out the arrow that was pierced into his right palm.

Then he let out a soft cry and threw the arrow at Mr. Sen.

"Squeak" saw that the arrow burst out with a piercing sound in the air under the huge force of the white ape. The iron arrowhead was faintly red from the friction of the air.

When Mr. Mori saw the white ape's arrow coming, he was so powerful that he subconsciously controlled the muscles on his feet. Slightly to the right, trying to avoid the arrow. But who knows, the white ape seems to have expected Mr. Sen's movements in this second.

The arrow that came from it stabbed at the chest impartially.

In desperation, Mr. Sen had no choice but to pull his left hand back and smash his right hand hammer forward. Stubbornly take this arrow.

"Knock" When the two collided, there was a loud noise. Then the arrow broke open. But Mr. Sen's whole person withstood the strength from above and retreated half a meter away. Even the hiking boots on his feet burst open.

When Mr. Mori stood still, his gloomy face was about to drip water. The right hand holding the eight-sided gossip hammer couldn't stop trembling at this time.

He knew very well in his heart that the white ape's method of controlling things just now had obviously touched the threshold of the "subtle" realm in the three realms of force control that the Fire Worker Daoist had told him before.

As for the other two realms, they are "transforming into the realm" and "entering the gods". Among them, this "subtle" realm is the lowest of the three realms. But this is the lowest level, but it is even more difficult to achieve it.

Because regardless of humans or animals, they want to really use their own consciousness to control all the muscles around them. It's a rare thing. This is the first thing to practice in martial arts.

It's like the pyrotechnic man once showed it to Mr. Sen. The highest level of "subtlety" is to practice to the point of separating flesh and blood.

What is separation?

For example, if you stretch out your right arm, you go down with a thought. Without bending your forearms and standing straight, your deltoid muscles can move like a ball.

In this way, it can be regarded as the separation of flesh and blood, that is, the realm of "subtle" control of force. And so on, with constant practice, make your calves, thighs, shoulder blades, waist muscles, and hip muscles. Every local muscle is capable of doing this.

It can be regarded as a "subtle" consummation.

And now, this white ape can fully send the huge power on its body to the arrow with just its left palm. And it also keeps the arrow accurate, which is already a manifestation of the initial "subtle" realm.

If it had just been changed, the more commonly used right palm to fire arrows, would have been enough for Mr. Mori to drink a pot.

So under the flow of thoughts, Mr. Sen felt more and more that he had no bottom in his heart against this white ape.

But fortunately, Jin Ning's unexpected arrow injured the white ape's right palm. That's its only weakness at the moment.

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Mori didn't think much about it, and made up his mind in his heart, and attacked the white ape's right palm. So he secretly controlled the Xun hexagram on the Ba Ang Bagua Hammer, extracted a trace of spiritual energy, and blessed it on his feet.

With a "rub" sound, his feet lightly touched the ground. The whole person did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed towards the white ape leaning against the wild boar of the god idol.

Seeing this, the white ape seemed to feel that his killing blow was broken. His face was very angry, and he immediately stood up and roared angrily. The pair of round red eyes seemed to be about to erupt into a fire.

It didn't even care about its bleeding right palm, but squeezed it hard with both hands, and pointed its hands together into a fist. He jumped from the high platform of the statue and smashed it at Mr. Sen.

"Knock knock knock" Mr. Sen gritted his teeth and raised the eight-sided gossip hammer in his hand. First, he resisted the two most powerful punches that the white ape smashed down from above. Then the whole person continued to retreat, twist the body, and change the center of gravity. Unload the punches that keep coming as hard as you can.

Of course, Mr. Emori's strength is naturally not as strong as this white ape with copper muscles and iron bones. So every time he shakes his strength, there will be two points of strength that cannot be completely removed. I had to resist with my own body.

So after ten punches, Mr. Mori felt that the joints on his body began to squeak constantly. It seems like it's going to fall apart in the next second.

But he also knew that this was the time for a narrow road to meet. Whoever breathes that breath first will be smashed into meatloaf. So he began to be ruthless in his heart.

unexpectedly mobilized the merits that had not been completely consumed in the heart of his eyebrows, and frantically urged the "Heavenly Fire Flowing Golden Formula", and used the "Close Nine Hammers" handed down to him by the fire worker to the extreme.

The strength of hammer after hammer continued to pour into the white ape's body.

If someone on the side is watching at this time, you can see that Mr. Mori at this time, not only in the seven orifices, there is a trace of black blood, constantly oozing out. On top of his two waists, there were two lines of kidney qi as thin as gossamer, which also seeped out of them.

Like two small snakes, they kept pouring into their arms.

This kind of play is tantamount to drinking to quench your thirst.

Mr. Mori knew in his own heart that a minute would pass. At that time, the kidney essence in his body will be completely depleted. Even then, the power of merit in the center of the eyebrows is still there. It still couldn't make him swing even half a hammer again.

Because the power of merit is mainly applied to the mind. It can't play a half-point role for qi and muscles and bones.

Of course, the white ape, under the situation of unilaterally suppressing Mr. Mori from the beginning, gradually broke out after Mr. Mori. Stuck in a stalemate.

Although Mr. Sen's skills are insufficient, the pair of eight-sided gossip hammers in his hands are under the action of the Gen hexagram. Not to mention that it weighs more than 10,000 catties, but the power of 1,000 catties is more than rubbing. Coupled with the unique method of exerting force through the "Close-fitting Nine Hammers".

The hammer that originally acted on the white ape's body only caused its body to shake from the beginning. At this moment, every time the white ape received a hammer, a huge hammer force exploded from its body.

The snow-white fur was also dyed blood red at this time. And its two fists used to smash the eight-sided gossip hammer gradually became blurred with flesh and blood, and the white bones of Gensensen were constantly highlighted, looking very tragic...