"Master! You're all right! Zhang Wuji rubbed his palms and looked behind Hebi Weng, with the same expression. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info called again.

"You still want to lie to me! Little bunny, I'll see how you die! "Hebi Weng has had an experience, and this time he won't be fooled, and threatened Zhang Wuji.

This time, Hebi Weng was not fooled, and pushed it directly with one palm, without any softness.

Hebi Weng and Zhang Wuji have already slapped each other, knowing that Zhang Wuji at this moment is by no means the person of the past, and his internal strength is much deeper, although in his eyes, he is still like an ant, but after all, after being absorbed by Wang Hao at this moment, his internal force has been greatly reduced, and he has to pay attention to it.

How much true qi there is, how much can be used by Hebi Weng, against this Zhang Wuji, there is no sloppy mind at all.

Although the true qi is small, the realm is there, and the momentum of this Xuanming Divine Palm has not decreased at all. With a cruel smile, the cold palm wind of Hebi Weng had already whistled, and it was straight in the direction of Zhang Wuji.

Hebi Weng understands that this palm has exhausted all his internal strength, which can be described as a life-and-death blow. However, he was not worried, although Zhang Wuji's internal strength was masculine, he was still immature, and he couldn't take this palm at all, and as for dodging, it was even more impossible.

In the face of this palm, Zhang Wuji himself was also a little uncertain. The first time he deceived Hebi Weng, saying that the master woke up, he begged for a trick, and really blocked the palm, but this second time, it was different, Hebi Weng didn't believe his words at all.

That's right, Wang Hao still hasn't woken up at this moment, he is still meditating there, and he doesn't know Zhang Wuji's life and death at all. With another palm, Zhang Wuji's eyes swept around, and he found that the two of them were in the room, and there were not many escape routes, plus the cold wind carried by the palm of the crane pen Weng. made Zhang Wuji's face feel like a pinprick, and the pain was incomparable.

There is no way, Zhang Wuji can only count on his immature Jiuyang divine skills. As for whether it is dead or alive, this moment can only be expected to be arranged by God.

The arms located on both sides of the body were slowly raised, and the internal force in Zhang Wuji's body also worked. It flows out of the dantian and gathers in the two hands. Zhang Wuji didn't dare to relax, this was the moment of his life and death, and he couldn't make any mistakes.

His face was flushed, and Zhang Wuji couldn't feel the cold around him, this was the internal strength of Jiuyang Gong, and it had already run automatically due to his own luck. Looking at the upcoming Xuanming Divine Palm, Zhang Wuji knew. There's no better time than now.

In the face of Hebi Weng's offensive, Zhang Wuji slapped it out and went straight up. The palms of the two touched, and the room was instantly divided into two extremes. On Zhang Wuji's side, it is as warm as summer, but when you take a step, it is freezing and biting.

When Hebi Weng saw Zhang Wuji take his palm, the smile on his face became even more cruel. "I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Zhang Wuji turned a deaf ear to this sentence, and the master said it. When facing the enemy, scolding is also a method. You must not be moved by the other party's words, otherwise it will be a dead end. Zhang Wuji deeply remembered Wang Hao's words, so he didn't pay attention to them at all.

has already taken this palm, and Zhang Wuji is also relieved. The most feared thing is that the two have just fought each other, and they will be defeated, as long as they have the opportunity. There are no absolutes in that world, and it is uncertain who will die or live.

"How could it be! Your internal force. After scolding, Hebi Weng suddenly found that he could no longer resist Zhang Wuji's internal force, his internal force at the moment was like a stream, but his internal force was a river. Even after so long, it's still endless.

Hebi Weng was a little incredulous, this was not Zhang Wuji's martial arts at all. If Zhang Wuji had such internal strength, the previous palm would be able to directly kill him, so why would he be fighting at this moment.

With some disbelief, Hebi Weng slowly raised his head, his eyes moved from the palm of his hand to Zhang Wuji's back, and then he shrank, a little frightened.

Not only Hebi Weng, Zhang Wuji also discovered that something was wrong. I know my own martial arts, the palm just now has used up all my internal force, and at this moment my body has become an empty shell, and I can't squeeze any internal force at all, if I still forcibly use my skills, I will only damage my meridians.

But after this palm, not only blocked the attack, but also fought against it for a long time, and his internal strength was not enough to allow him to do this. Perhaps, is it the lack of internal strength of the crane pen Weng? With this question, Zhang Wuji also moved his gaze to Hebi Weng's face.

That gaze Zhang Wuji has seen, and not once, above Emei and Shaolin, there are people who show such eyes to their masters, with fear, surprise and a trace of disbelief.

Although he was looking at his side, Zhang Wuji knew that this gaze was definitely not looking at himself, but ~~ Zhang Wuji seemed to think of something, his eyes glanced at the place where Wang Hao had been meditating before, and at this moment, there was no figure there at all, leaving only traces of water.

The answer is self-evident, Zhang Wuji already understands that the person he is looking at is behind him, and that person is his master, Wang Hao!

Zhang Wuji was very happy, his face showed joy, his master was so powerful, how could he be killed by this crane pen man simply, not to mention, he had never seen his master do something that he was not sure of.

As soon as he wanted to look back at his master, a word came to his ears. "Don't be distracted, this internal force is yours, come, use your luck to hit this palm."

"Hmm!" Zhang Wuji responded, retracted the head that he wanted to twist, and looked at the slightly trembling crane pen once again.

This time, I already have a full grasp that with the master behind me, the little crane pen Weng is nothing. Jiuyang Shengong's mental method was transported, Zhang Wuji felt the internal force that kept coming from behind, and for the first time he had the feeling of being invincible in the world.

"Poof~" With the increase of Zhang Wuji's internal force, Hebi Weng has reached the verge of collapse, and finally, Hebi Weng was directly rushed out by this internal force and hit the wall of the inn.

After falling to the ground, Hebi Weng coughed incessantly, accompanied by blood stains and some small fragments. Looking at the pieces in his hand, Hebi Weng understood that this time he had already lost, and he had lost completely.

"Ho ho, hehe, hahahaha~~~" From the low voice at the beginning to the laughter at the back, Wang Hao and Zhang Wuji just looked at Hebi Weng and looked at his pale laughter.

Wang Hao patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder to make him get out of the way, and then squatted beside Hebi Weng. "What? Lose your marbles? Do you know where you lost? ”

"Lose? Where am I losing? Hearing Wang Hao's voice, Hebi Weng's body shook, then looked up at him, and then asked. (To be continued.) )