Knowing the true meaning of the shift, Wu Liang's Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist and Hundred Flowers Wrong Step, have entered Dacheng one after another, at this time he made a hundred flowers wrong step, his body shape changed like a ghost, he advanced and retreated freely, and his movements were unpredictable, which made people unguardable!

"If you don't get the big move, you don't know how long it will take to create the wrong step of the hundred flowers, let alone practice the wrong step of the hundred flowers to the end of the day!"

"Now my Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist and Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps have been completed, in the future, I only need to integrate all kinds of body and footwork into the Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps, and integrate all kinds of boxing, palms, and fingering into the Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist!"

"If I use the Hundred Flowers Wrong Step, and then attack with the Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist and the Mental Power Cone, the average ground-level martial artist is definitely not my opponent, even if I can't defeat the top ground-level martial artist, at most it will be a situation where I can't lose or win!"

Wu Liang, who was in a surging mood, took a few deep breaths to calm the excitement in his heart, he held a strong flashlight, stepped on the wrong step of the hundred flowers, and looked for a way out of the secret road.

The sound of soft footsteps came from far and near, and the sound of self-talk floated along with the footsteps.

Wu Liang turned off the flashlight, restrained his whole body breath, breathed as if it were nothing, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that Cheng Kun has come to pay tribute to his junior sister again?" Vain Chengkun often entered the secret room, and he didn't find that the universe had moved, sad, lamentable, pitiful, hateful! ”

The faint light of the fire shone from the corner of the secret passage, and in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged bald donkey came over with a torch, the bald donkey's steps were very steady, his breathing was slow and long, and his temples were a little protruding.

Wu Liang, who had been prepared for a long time, had already stepped on the three bodyless methods, and landed almost silently flashing to another fork in the road, and when the middle-aged monk came over, his mind moved, and several shadowless and invisible mental power cones shot out.

Cheng Kun's scalp was numb, and he reflexively hid to the side, just when he thought he had snatched the hidden weapon, he instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask the person who attacked him, when several mental power cones turned around and hit several acupuncture points on his body.

"Master Yuanzhen, I've been waiting for a long time!" Wu Liang walked out and said with a smile.

"Amitabha, the donor has no grievances with the poor monks, why do you point the acupuncture points of the poor monks?" Cheng Kun said with a frown.

"Master Yuanzhen, you are Cheng Kun, the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt, right? It is rumored that your martial arts are extremely high, and your internal skills are a little shallow, so I plan to borrow some from you! Wu Liang said with a smile.

Cheng Kun secretly carried his internal force, intending to break away the forbidden acupuncture points, but said in his mouth: "This benefactor, the poor monk Shaolin Temple Yuanzhen, has never offended you, why do you have to say that the poor monk is Yuanzhen?" ”

"Isn't it just trying to stall for time and unlock the banned acupuncture points? Do you think it's stupid to be down there? Wu Liang smiled disdainfully, and a few mental power cones hit the opponent's acupuncture points, and he used the Northern Spiritual Skill to walk over secretly vigilantly.

As long as it is a top-level martial arts, almost all of them can transfer acupuncture points, and he knows the true meaning of being careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and he doesn't want to die young, so he has to be cautious and cautious!

Life is very fragile, the life of the martial arts world is even more fragile, the strong fight, the weak may be affected by the pond fish, the strong with monstrous combat power may also be poisoned by the weak, life is only once, who dares to joke with their own life?

"Phantom Finger!" Cheng Kun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he has been procrastinating for time, and after the acupuncture points in his body were washed away, his eyes were happy, he drank coldly, and stretched out his hand and pointed at it.

"Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist!" Seeing that the other party rushed out of the acupoint, Wu Liang was shocked, and with a messy Baihua wrong punch, he met it unhappily and slowly, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand.

"Ah......hh What are you doing? What kind of martial arts is this? My internal strength ......! Aware of his own internal force, constantly flowing outward, Cheng Kun howled in horror.

Running the Northern Spiritual Skill quickly, a strong internal force continued to pour into his body from the other party's body, an indescribable sense of comfort, constantly eroding his heart, and the indescribable pleasure made Wu Liang intoxicated.

Cheng Kun did not hesitate to be the enemy of Mingjiao for the sake of his beloved sister, which made him admire, and in order to destroy Mingjiao, the other party did not hesitate to kill his apprentice's family...... betraying the nation, which he hated deeply.

"Anyway, this bald donkey is not a good thing, absorb his internal strength, and then cut off his limbs, let him repent in this secret passage, let him fend for himself in this secret passage!"

Wu Liang's heart moved, and the speed of the Northern Spiritual Skill skyrocketed by three points, and the internal force in Cheng Kun's body, like a torrent, quickly poured into his body, and in an instant, the torrent stopped abruptly.

Throwing away the soft Cheng Kun casually, he reached out from the other party's arms, took out three secret books, and with a movement of his mind, a sword flashed in the sky, drew the sword and waved it a few times, the blood rushed wildly, the limbs flew away, and the screams continued to echo in the secret passage.

Inserting the sword into the sheath, the Yitian Sword and the three cheats were put into the system hall together, Wu Liang's mind moved, and several mental power cones shot out, and Cheng Kun, who was originally bleeding non-stop, no longer bled from the wound, only the screams did not stop.

Looking at the man on the ground, he turned his mind and walked in the direction the other party had come, but fortunately there was no fork in the road, and in less than a few minutes, he came to the exit of the secret passage.

"This location is very hidden, no wonder Cheng Kun has entered the secret passage many times, and he has not been discovered by the people of the Ming Sect!" Wu Liang couldn't help but praise, hearing footsteps and talking in the distance, he didn't dare to stay in place, even if he ran away without three bodies.

"I don't say goodbye, I don't know what Yang Xiao will think? When I entered the secret passage, I used my mental power to restore the bed board to its original state, but I don't know if Yang will not regret finding out? ”

"Xiao Zhao did not hesitate to be Yang Buregret's maid in order to find Qiankun Da Move, Qiankun Da Shift was taken away by me, if she can't find Qiankun Da Di, will she be Yang Bu Regret maid for the rest of her life?"

"I can't imagine that Cheng Kun's internal force is so deep, find a place to refine the internal force first!" Seeing that his body was a little swollen and painful, Wu Liang frowned, his figure flashed away, and he quickly ran up in the mountains and forests.

Find a remote place, release a few police dogs to guard, sit cross-legged on a stone, run the Northern Shen Gong, Tai Chi Heart Method and Three No Heart Law with it, after a long time, the plundered internal force was divided up by the North Ming True Qi, Tai Chi Internal Force, and Three No Internal Force!

"Xuan-level consummation peak state, even if I don't plunder the internal strength of others, in a week at most, I will naturally break through to the early stage of the ground-level, and the ground-level martial artist is equivalent to the innate martial artist!"

"Once I become a ground-level martial artist, in this world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer, it is estimated that Wudang Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, a few old bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple, will be more advanced than me!"

After refining the plundered internal force, Wu Liang stood up, looked around, listened to the sound of the forest, and ran towards the dense forest like lightning, and in less than a few minutes, he caught a pheasant.

Grabbing the pheasant in his right hand, he jumped up, his feet kept tapping on the treetops, like falling leaves in the wind, floating down the mountain, finding lotus leaves, yellow mud and other things, and wrapping them around the pheasant filled with white wine......

"Wu-style called Hua Chicken, it smells fragrant, I don't know how it tastes?" Peeling back the dirt and lotus leaves, looking at the tempting pheasant inside, he took a bite of it.

"Phew,, I didn't put salt!"