It was a little cold by the dust pool, and the bleak wind blew the green smoke.

Sanqian was a little surprised, was silent for a while, and said, "You are indeed very persevering. ”

Zhu Beichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled indifferently: "Do you still have the confidence to win against me now?" ”

The blue water of the dust cleaner pool swayed, reflecting the handsome white face of the young man in front of him.

He struggled to get up, his head held high, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Zhu Beichen said, "Let's continue." ”

The Gu test competition is not just fist and foot kung fu, what kind of hole cards he will have in the next moment, Zhu Beichen has no way of knowing.

Sanqian's face changed suddenly, he rolled up his sleeves, his arms naturally drooped, his bones and joints were tense, and his eyes were pointing at Zhu Beichen.

Suddenly, three thousand right hands turned into fists, crossed an arc in mid-air, accurately calculated the distance between the two and the landing point, and struck hard at the temple on Zhu Beichen's head.

In an instant, Zhu Beichen's mind floated many sets of hand-to-hand combat fighting pictures, the Taoist practice of physical combat in the Yin Fu Sutra, the hand-to-hand combat pictures between Qijian and Han Qingxin, and the strong attack and defense of the fatal parts, as if slow motion was replaying in memory.

Sanqian didn't leave much time for Zhu Beichen, and the fist that was ready to bombard was close in front of him.

Zhu Beichen was shocked, hurriedly retracted his thoughts, and retreated.

Unexpectedly, all the retreats were already in the calculation of three thousand, three punches in a row, without any interval in between, and the dense punch points all fell on Zhu Beichen's head.

The landing point of the fist was almost the same, and a powerful force drilled into Zhu Beichen's brain.

He was stunned, stunned, and couldn't react.

A sultry sweet taste welled up in his chest, the sun and moon rotated between heaven and earth, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurred.

Sanqian's face sank, rested for a moment, and glanced at it.

Zhu Beichen staggered to the ground in a moment, his limp limbs lying on the edge of the dust cleansing pool like a mess of mud, and his faint breath blew the dust on the ground.

Sanqian said, "The Holy Land of the Dust Cleansing Pool, dying here may be your life." ”

Zhu Beichen was still holding on, turning his body several times to try to stand up, and lying down several times under exhaustion.

The palms of Sanqian's hands were full of calluses, and the rough palms pinched Zhu Beichen's back and neck, and his right foot was raised, forcing the young man who was standing up slowly with a half-bowed body close to the ground.

The next moment, he only needed a little force between his wrists to break Zhu Beichen's neck.

The scorching waves of qi slowly generated from within the Dantian Purple Mansion, and the majestic surging power poured into the limbs.

The scarlet eyes were filled with fiery blood, and the irrepressible blood in Zhu Beichen's body was instantly stimulated by anger, and the momentum around him was depressed, and the strength of his waist and abdomen suddenly shook the soles of his feet.

Three thousand retreated, looking at him stunned.

The aura brought by Zhu Beichen completely changed, the momentum on his body climbed to the extreme, and the surrounding airflow was oppressively surging and disordered, which made people feel uneasy.

He took a deep breath and said in his heart, do you still want to struggle?

The red pupils like the blood moon shocked the three thousand, and Zhu Beichen's figure was extremely fast, even far better than the pace of the three thousand retreating, and he turned into a palm with one hand and slashed towards the three thousand.

Three thousand raised punches to meet the attack, and the waist and abdomen were used as a rotating shaft, which couldn't help but increase the strength of the punch.

"Bang!"

There was a dull crashing sound, and the fist touched like a water-soaked sponge, and the force was completely dissolved.

At this moment, Zhu Beichen's blood pupils suddenly lit up, and the palm of his hand tightly wrapped the retreating fist, quickly pulling the opponent closer, and his hands swirled in front of his chest to form a palm gesture.

Three Thousand was pulled in front of him in amazement, just to meet the outstretched palms, the strong wind hit the corners of the clothes first, and then came into contact with the skin, and the arms continued to transmit huge strength through the palms of the wrists to send three thousand.

One move and one style, free and easy nature, presenting a certain law of nature.

Leverage the power to play and spin the pusher!

The seemingly random and flickering palm implies the mystery of Tai Chi, and the unpretentious push palm is like a dragonfly dotting water, but it falls on Sanqian's body like a wave of waves that shakes the stomach juice and rolls.

A figure flew upside down in the air and retreated, Zhu Beichen carried a rapid pace, grabbed the corner of the three thousand clothes with his hand, and pulled the other party back again.

Taking advantage of the fact that the 3000 foothold was not stable, the right leg was slammed into the lower arms, and with the action between the hands to open and close, the "holding strength" was exerted, and the 3000 was pushed into the pool, and the pool water splashed.

The competition was getting hot, and the boys on the edge of the pool were manic, and their minds were controlled by anger.

Zhu Beichen took advantage of the momentum to jump into the water, pushing the splashes with his palms, the resistance under the water surface increased, and another round of offensive was launched.

The palm fell short, and the three thousand dived under the smoky water layer.

What about people? The moderate temperature of the water made him sober up slightly, and the color of his blood pupils was a little lighter.

The surface of the calm dust cleaning pool is slightly swaying, and there is an inexplicable danger lurking.

Suddenly, a short figure suddenly appeared, and then the legs under the water layer were raised and kicked up.

Zhu Beichen was shocked, hurriedly punched, and hit the center of his foot, and the underwater figure was shaken and slid a few meters back.

Sanqian suddenly burst out of the water, his upper and lower teeth clenched tightly, revealing a painful expression.

He saw that Zhu Beichen's current physical condition was extremely wrong, as if he had entered some kind of crazy situation, and relying on any fighting skills was not enough to resist the brute force of a madman.

Before thinking about it, the three thousand decisively released the Gu worms.

The golden Gu creature appeared on the surface of the dust cleansing pool out of thin air, its shape was similar to that of a silkworm, the skin of its whole body was golden, its abdomen was six-legged, and its body was covered with a very faint halo.

Sanqian's face was heavy, nervously reciting the imperial Gu mantra, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

The sense of oppression generated by the Gu worm was indiscriminate, even if it was the three thousand who were the Gu masters, they felt that it was difficult to resist because the level was too low, and it was extremely difficult to make it.

Golden Cicada Gu!

The blood pupils in Zhu Beichen's eyes disappeared, and his sanity gradually returned to normal.

The natural aura of the tiny-sized Gu worm in front of him made him feel palpitations, and he searched for his memory and recognized this unique Gu King of Miao Jiang.

He is now afraid of the insects in the Heishui River to the core, and he is searching for Gu exorcism techniques one by one, so he needs to use special items, otherwise how can he compete with these spiritual creatures in the natural world.

The golden cicada Gu mouthparts shook, the slightest low-frequency sound came out, and the golden light up and down the body was even better, and there was a faint afterimage left in the space.

appeared in front of Zhu Beichen in an instant, caught the trace of the Gu worm with the naked eye, and disappeared into the body the next moment.

Uh, oops!

He didn't expect that there were all kinds of spiritual things in the world, and the special thing about the golden cicada was that it didn't really exist, it was just a faint wisp of remnant soul Gu thought, and it had no substance, but it could trigger visions in all directions and urge the destruction of human functions.

The golden cicada appeared in the chest cavity along the veins of the body, as if there were signs of swimming towards the beating heart, and a fresh evil life appeared in Zhu Beichen's body, penetrating the organs and intestines without leaving a hole.

Sanqian reluctantly chanted the Gu mantra, communicating the life in the organs, and the corners of his mouth showed a grim smile.