799 Xunlu Dafa

In the process of the slap falling, Qin Xianglin still wanted to slap her hard, leaving a slap mark on her face, and she should give her some color to see, so that she would not open her mouth and close her mouth in the future and call others rubbish, garbage.

However, the idea flashed away and eventually became a lot gentler.

When Qin Xianglin's palm was about to fall on Yang Su's face, his palm suddenly changed, and he just pinched Yang Su's miserable white face, like pinching a baby's face.

Yang Xu closed his eyes tightly, as if waiting for death, because he didn't know what was happening. I only felt as if someone had scratched my face, and when I opened my eyes, the person standing in front of me had a wicked smile on my face.

In an instant, the stupid Yang Xu seemed to suddenly understand: the guy in front of her was playing with her.

In an instant, Yang Xu was so angry that his whole body was about to explode, and he smashed towards Qin Xianglin with a fist.

Qin Xianglin regained his calm countenance, his figure dodged Yang Xu's punch, and then suddenly stepped forward and walked towards the middle-aged man and woman, and asked, "Is it, as long as you can stand up, you have to fight with me?" ”

Middle-aged men and women didn't know how to answer for a while, or rather, this answer was not something they could give. The two of them looked at Yang Xu not far away.

At this time, Yang Xu had just been teased by Qin Xianglin, and he was so angry that his whole body trembled, and his lungs were about to explode.

"Not bad!" The red-haired woman replied. She didn't need Yang Su to give them an answer anymore, because Yang Su's angry look had already given the answer.

"Good!" Qin Xianglin replied, and the figure stepped forward and shot directly.

The red-haired woman still shot out the mahogany darts, and the man in black was holding a wooden board with a stag pattern as a shield, as if all his strength came from that shield.

Qin Xianglin looked at the peach wood darts flying in the sky and sneered, "Play with hidden weapons, then try my silver needle!" As he spoke, a handful of thirteen needles flew out of his hand.

In the five elements, the peach wood dart belongs to wood, and the silver needle of the thirteen needles of the cabinet door belongs to gold.

And from his personal cultivation, after Qin Xianglin used the turtle shell to cultivate the Turtle Breath Dafa, the speed of internal force improvement seemed to have doubled, and at this moment, Qin Xianglin already had a solid foundation in internal force cultivation, which was not comparable to that of a red-haired woman.

The peachwood darts in the sky were all knocked down under Qin Xianglin's thirteen needles, one of which had a strange technique, crossed a curve in the air, and suddenly nailed it to the red-haired woman's Yunmen acupoint, and suddenly, the Yunmen acupoint was occluded, which suddenly caused the arm to be sore, and he couldn't use force.

"Ahh The red-haired woman let out a slight scream, turned to the man in black and said, "I'm afraid I've been caught in his secret weapon!" ”

When the man in black heard this, he was immediately taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" ”

The red-haired woman covered the vicinity of the Yunmen acupoint, bit her lip and said, "The left arm is already sore, and it is gradually losing consciousness, I am afraid that the secret weapon is poisonous!" ”

"Huh?" The man in black was so frightened that his face was bloodless, "Don't move around, find a place to sit down!" ”

The red-haired woman was obedient and immediately leaned against the wall behind her.

"Hand over the antidote!" The man in black pointed at Qin Xianglin and said.

Qin Xianglin gradually understood that that woman was most likely the man's wife, Qin Xianglin wanted to say: "Poisoning this kind of thing, I Qin someone still disdain to do it!" But when the words came to his lips, he held back and replaced them with another sentence: "This depends on whether you have the ability to take it!" ”

The man in black turned cold and began to unbutton his buttons.

Qin Xianglin frowned at the man in black clothes, and wondered in his heart: "Could it be that he also has to take off his clothes?" ”

As he spoke, the man revealed his upper body, which was a strong muscle.

Qin Xianglin looked at the upper body of that person, and immediately understood what was going on in his heart.

There was a tattoo on the muscles of the man's chest, a stag with horns, and all the colors of the body were a faint vermilion.

In Qin Xianglin's astonishment, the man suddenly took out a small bottle, took a sip of wine, and spit it on his chest at once, chanting a very strange incantation in his mouth.

Suddenly, the tattoo on the chest began to darken, as if it was about to glow, and then it gradually faded again, as if it was going to disappear, and it became lighter and lighter, and it was impossible to see clearly.

The more I looked at it, the more strange I felt, "What kind of secret method is this?" Qin Xianglin couldn't help but ask questions in his heart.

It was at this time that the man in black suddenly jumped up. What made Qin Xianglin even more surprised happened, he jumped so much that his body jumped more than two meters high, and the speed was fast, like lightning, and fell directly in front of Qin Xianglin.

At this time, the middle-aged man looked terrifying, his eyes were blood-red, the corners of his eyebrows were upward, and he was faintly visible, as if he was a stag instead of a person.

"Take out the antidote!" The middle-aged man's voice was cold, and he hit him directly with a fist between words.

Qin Xianglin was stunned, and used one hand to block the fist of the middle-aged man.

As soon as he made contact, Qin Xianglin immediately began to regret it, and he shouldn't have blocked it.

Where is the fist that hits, it is like a hammer, and as soon as Qin Xianglin touches it, his arm immediately hurts hotly. It was as if it was not a fist coming from the other side, but a steel instrument inside an iron rod.

Not only hard, but also extremely strong. With that contact, Qin Xianglin quickly took three steps back.

With Qin Xianglin's cultivation at this moment, he was unstable on his feet, and it was conceivable that the power of this fist was so domineering.

The original middle-aged man simply did not have such domineering power.

Qin Xianglin took three steps back, still feeling the hot pain in his arm, and when he looked down, he felt that his arm had turned dark blue with such a light block before.

It's really like striking iron, and it hurts so much that Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth.

Just checking the gap of the injury, the middle-aged man had already rushed up again, and a pair of iron fists smashed up with unmistakable accuracy.

Qin Xianglin watched the man come up again, this time he didn't dare to touch hard, and his body quickly retreated.

In the process of retreating, Qin Xianglin looked at the middle-aged man grinning, baring his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were turned up, the more he looked like a stag instead of a person.

"Hit, hit hard, don't stop!" Yang Xu, who was not far away, shouted loudly, "Let this little miscellaneous hair taste the power of our Yang Jiaxun Deer Dafa!" ”

Qin Xianglin listened carefully, and secretly wondered in his heart: "What kind of evil method is this Xunlu Dafa?" ”

It was hesitation that his back snorted and he was already leaning against the wall, and at the same time, a pair of iron fists from a middle-aged man had already come to Qin Xianglin.

Using this so-called Xunlu Dafa, middle-aged men have increased several times in terms of strength, speed, and explosiveness.

At the last moment, Qin Xianglin had no way to retreat, and when the middle-aged man's fist smashed over, Qin Xianglin could only bend down with his back against the wall.

"Smack!" The middle-aged man's fist directly opened the wall, and suddenly the dust flew, and the sand quickly rolled down, making Qin Xianglin's whole body, this alone, Qin Xianglin could not do it.

Qin Xianglin suddenly avoided along the wall, took a silver needle in his hand, and injured it like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Hundreds of silver needles flew out at once, and it was a snowflake rain.

Come to think of it, there will always be one or two that will hit the middle-aged man.

But who would have thought that the middle-aged man's legs kicked on the ground, and his body flew out like an arrow from Xuan.

The speed is staggering, even the silver needle shot by Qin Xianglin can't catch up with him.

Is this still human?

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, and his appearance was already on four feet, and the so-called four feet are both hands and feet.

It was bowed in the shape of an animal, and it really didn't look like a human being.

"Uncle Hua, clean him up, don't give him a chance!" Yang Xu roared loudly not far away, gritting her teeth in anger, eager for her to join in.

Qin Xianglin's face was solemn, carefully looking at the appearance of the middle-aged man, and he was pondering countermeasures in his heart.