This suction force was extremely weird, and the internal qi in his body involuntarily surged towards Uncle Tai's body, and it seemed to be getting faster and faster.

Murong Bo was furious, he had never encountered such a strange situation, he had fought with Ding Chunqiu before, but Ding Chunqiu was not so domineering.

Ding Chunqiu is the head of the Xingzhu faction, with extremely high martial arts, ruthless, good at using poison, known as the old immortal of the stars, among which the Dafa of Huagong poisons people's internal force, and people in the martial arts hate this martial arts the most.

Murong Bo and Uncle Tai immediately felt the difference, Ding Chunqiu is poisonous substance stored in the palm of the hand with the internal strength sent straight over, the poison into the human body, the recipient's hands and feet are paralyzed, the meridians are damaged, the internal force can not be used, the palm of the palm is either poisonous, or the internal force is exhausted in an instant, or killed on the spot, or wailing for several months before dying, all by the caster as he wishes.

When he fought with Ding Chunqiu that day, his Douzhuan Xingqian was able to use his strength to fight, but now the internal strength of this person in front of him was extremely strange, revealing a strong suction, which made it a little difficult for him to borrow strength.

But after all, Murong Bo has been a master for many years, how can he not have the kung fu to press the bottom of the box, at this moment he felt that his internal qi had gone by one-tenth, and he no longer hesitated, and with a burst of cheers, he carried out the high-level mental method "Dragon Teng Star Shift", which he had not used for many years, and a strong twisting and anti-shock force was issued, and he shook Uncle Tai's hand away by an inch.

It was at this distance that Murong Bo burst into tears again, and his body shot back.

Just as Murong Bo was retreating, Uncle Tai flipped in the air, his left foot was on his right foot, and his body suddenly burst into pursuit. The Yanwei Great Sword slashed out angrily for the second time, and the sword qi was wanton. Murong Bo was horrified. I didn't expect the speed of the opponent's counterattack to be so amazing. The body suddenly. A little ground. Burst again, flashed to the side, didn't dare to take this sword hard, suffered a loss once, and must not suffer again, otherwise he would be completely stupid.

But although Murong Bo flashed to the side, Uncle Tai's smoky sword accompanied him like a shadow, and with a mysterious stroke in the air, it was like a bright moon in the air. Continuing to wipe towards Murong Bo, the sharp sword qi brushed against Murong Bo's cheeks, the skin and flesh were broken, the cold sword qi penetrated through the muscles, cold into the bone marrow, blood flowed out, the wound was only an inch away from the eyes, and he was almost blinded by the sword qi.

Murong Bo has been smooth sailing for decades, and such a dangerous fight is the first time in his life, and he will never think of it. There was still such a day in his long life, and he was almost about to die under the sword of the other party.

Don't dare to slack off at the moment. Suddenly took out a dagger from his sleeve, the blade flashed cold, and suddenly shot towards the door of Uncle Tai's scorching face, and then his body retreated wildly, taking advantage of this gap, it suddenly burst into a zhang away, and the internal qi was rolling and running rapidly, recovering the feeling of suppressing the churning of qi and blood, and recovering the internal qi that had just been lost, with a very solemn expression.

Uncle Tai was calculating a lot in his heart, from the beginning of the Flying Immortals outside the sky, and Murong Bo's reaction after the Flying Immortals outside the sky, as well as the next response, were all clear, but he didn't expect that this Murong Bo still escaped the suction of his Spirit Devouring Dynasty Yuan Dafa.

sighed in my heart, the old master is the old master, and this background is extremely strong. However, if you grab the other party's hands and arms with both hands just now, it will be a different situation, the suction will be stronger, and the grip will be stronger, and it will be extremely difficult for the other party to break free.

Thinking of this, a trace of pity flashed in Uncle Tai's eyes. Immediately, the smoke sword in his hand moved, knocking out the dagger that burst into the face.

For Taishu Zhi, the Murong Bo skill in front of him is the object of his covetousness, but he also has another purpose, Murong Bo is a whetstone after he came to the Tianlong World, he weighed his own taels, and saw how big the gap was with the top masters in this world.

In fact, the gap is not so big, maybe it is flat, because Uncle Tai was surprised at the beginning, calculated and unintentionally, and took a big advantage.

Seeing that Murong Bo escaped the killing game set up by himself with the method of fighting and turning stars, his eyes shot a trace of excitement, but he wanted to see how much strength this Murong Bo still had not revealed. At that moment, Murong Bo floated straight away, holding his sword in both hands, as if a thousand mountains overlapped, and he slashed straight overhead.

The shadow of the sword is like a thousand mountains, and this sword has fused the essence of a thousand hands, and each sword is real.

This sword is extremely powerful, and the overlapping of Wudang's thousand mountains and Shaolin's thousand-handed Rulai palm are fused together, exerting extremely strong power.

Murong Bo only felt that the wind was howling, and it was like a knife. He is now a little shrunken, because the ghost's sucking power just now really made him a little frightened, in the face of this fierce sword, he no longer dared to take it hard, without hesitation, the light skill was exerted to the extreme, the horizontal movement flashed, and the afterimage flashed.

The sharp sword qi suddenly hit the air and hit the ground of the temple, and deep sword marks appeared, but Uncle Tai's arm moved, and the twilight sword was raised, and with the help of the power of the shock, he slashed at Murong Bo, the sword qi was sharp, and the power was fierce.

Murong Bo let out a deep sigh, his body suddenly shrank, narrowly avoiding this blow and sweeping, and then his body moved, coming to the dead corner of Uncle Tai's scorching corner. Murong Bo's martial arts of all factions are basically proficient, but at this moment, he gave up all of them and only used the family heirloom exercise-Shen He Finger!

The thick internal force of the whole body turned into invisible energy, stretched out his index finger, clicked on it, and then withdrew again, frantically flashing, suddenly left, suddenly right, around Uncle Tai's continuous attacks, and suddenly the sky was full of invisible fingers.

The Murong family's family heirloom refers to the fact that it is very famous in the martial arts, almost comparable to Dali's six-vein divine sword, at this moment, there is an old thief of Murong who has shown it, and it is supported by decades of skill, it is really extremely powerful, one after another fingers emitted a wire net formed in the air, the body shape is erratic, and each finger makes a very loud sound of breaking the sky, which makes Uncle Tai think that he has touched the heavy machine gun of later generations!

Master Xuanbei next to him was secretly frightened, the strength of this old thief Murong was very high, and this fingering was even more powerful than his Wuxiang Robbery Finger, if he really wanted to fight seriously, he was afraid that he would be shot into a hornet's nest.

At the same time, he also had doubts about Murong Bo's sentence of "transforming the Dafa". I don't know if I should go up and besiege it. Frozen there for a moment.

This is a dense web of attacks. Even if he was as strong as Uncle Tai, he didn't dare to take it easily, he took a breath lightly, and wanted to brake quietly, but the Yanhui Sword took a defensive position, and the sword qi was permeated, dispersing the finger qi of the Shenhe Finger.

Murong Boshen combined his fingers to attack quickly, sometimes in the chest, sometimes in the back. Sometimes the legs, sometimes the important parts of the man, sometimes the heart, sometimes the throat, the clothes fluttering, and the movements are elegant.

Uncle Tai's eyesight is extremely high, and his hearing is excellent, and his mental arithmetic ability is also extremely clever, and after fighting more than 20 moves, he has already mastered Murong Bo's attack rules. Under the game calculation, accurately determine the enemy's attack direction and angle. Where should the next blow be, between the flips of the twilight sword, there is a sense of mystery and weirdness, and it is always invulnerable to defense, and after ten moves, it begins to fight back.

Puffy puffy!

The two kept fighting, attacking and defending, bursting out with a clanging sound like a torrential rain, Murong Bo only felt that his attack hit the sea, no matter how he attacked and struck, he could never break through the opponent's defense, and his own strength would be turned invisible by the other party.

He was very anxious, and he wanted to escape several times, but the other party's body was extremely high, even if he couldn't escape. Murong Bo was in a great hurry, and he turned the stars and moved wildly, turning faster and faster, rebounding the opponent's various sword qi.

The figure fluttered rapidly, his hands were drawn and ejected with various strokes, and he exchanged blows with Uncle Tai with lightning speed, the sound of the rainstorm was urgent, and the sound of the energetic exchange of energy for a while was endless, shaking the sky.

The master of Xuanbei next to him was recuperating from his injuries, while watching the battle between the two, he couldn't stop watching, these two people are top masters, they are a line higher than themselves, and if they encounter any of them, they will inevitably be in danger, maybe only the head abbot can have a fight.

The sound of the exchange has been continuing, both of them are innate masters, the true qi is endless, they are both masters of fighting, at the beginning, Uncle Tai was taken by surprise, and he was still able to suck away one-tenth of the opponent's internal qi and a little essence blood with the Spirit Devouring Dynasty Yuan Dafa, but after Murong Bo suffered a loss, under the extreme operation of the Douzhuan Star Shift, he could no longer suck it.

The various rebounds of the stars made Uncle Tai almost think that he had beaten himself.

However, the way of chess is not overnight, but step by step calculation, under the long battle, Uncle Tai has mastered the laws of the other party, Uncle Tai burst out, a sword split, the twilight sword just split at Murong Bo's finger, the old force has been exhausted, but there is no time to reorganize the offensive in the air.

It slashed at Murong Bo's chest, and although the stars moved to rebound the opponent's attack, Murong Bo could still feel the huge force surging, and his chest was in sharp pain, and he couldn't help but snort in pain, and involuntarily retreated.

Murong Bo has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, but today he has been forced so much by the strange young man with a big sword in front of him, he is angry and annoyed, frightened and angry, his eyes are like wanting to breathe fire, but ......

Suddenly, Murong Bo took advantage of the gap when he was repulsed, his body exploded, and he suddenly came to three zhang away, and once again burst back without saying a word, this time it was six zhang, and then he didn't look back at the ground and drilled into the woods without looking back.

"That's it?"

Uncle Tai's eyes were uncertain, he still thought that he could have a good battle with Murong Bo, and that skill should not be in vain, but who knows, it turned out to be ......

The other party is really forbearing, he didn't put down a word, and suddenly ran away, neatly and neatly, without a trace of hesitation!

This time, I ran and next time, it will be difficult to absorb his power again.

If you don't suck, you won't suck, anyway, you don't expect this kind of rapid improvement of the exercise, rapid improvement can only make his Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi thinner, and what if the amount is large, it is far less pure than others.

He has already learned his true strength, and it is estimated that he is on the same level as Qiao Feng!

"Murong Bo is really powerful, I underestimated him, what a fight!"

Uncle Tai's smoky sword returned to the blue and white python skin scabbard, and he said with some feelings. If it is an ordinary person, he will not be able to escape his own Spirit Devouring Dynasty Yuan Dafa at all.

Then he turned his head to look at Master Xuanbei, who was secretly pranayama: "Master, it's too late to come down." ”

"It's not too late, it's not too late, thank you for your help, the old man is grateful." Xuan Bei waved his hand, and at the same time had some doubts in his heart: "I don't know what the relationship between Your Excellency and Ding Chunqiu is, how can you transform Dafa." ”

"Transformation Dafa?" Uncle Tai smiled slightly: "I am from the Daomen and have lived in Kunlun Mountain for a long time. Ding Chunqiu's subtle trick of using a body of poisonous skills to remove other people's skills, how can it be compared with my Feixu Jin, why don't you go all out to attack the master, try it? He stood with his hands in his hands and smiled slightly.

Master Xuanbei was slightly stunned, hesitated, and saw that Uncle Tai's face was calm, and he had just saved himself, and then slapped out with a palm, and the golden Buddha loomed, and the King Kong-like palm slapped in the air, and suddenly slapped on Uncle Tai's chest.

The flying fluff was lucky, the Xuantian weak water sword qi was running, and the master of Xuanbei only felt that a pure Taoist internal qi gushed out of the other party's body, dissolving his palm power into the invisible.

Master Xuanbei was surprised, and retreated: "What a way to vent energy, what a pure Taoist true qi, Amitabha Buddha has given gifts." ”

Uncle Tai waved his hand and smiled: "It's okay, the master is worried about common sense." "This method of absorbing other people's power is too domineering, in this world, it will definitely be thought that the evil demon is crooked, and the crane in the cloud has become a dry corpse, and he turned it into nourishment and threw it into the spirit pet space.

The spirit pet system has changed, and it is no longer a spirit pet in Jinpeng, but there is another one, a zombie, which was accidentally discovered in the Elephant Trunk Mountains. said that zombies are not zombies, they will walk like ordinary people, invulnerable, they should be generals who have practiced kung fu, and they are trained into a dead corpse by a Taoist priest, without thought and soul. Uncle Tai met this Taoist priest in the Elephant Trunk Mountains, and after a big battle, he sucked the Taoist priest into a dry corpse and got a copy of "Tips for Raising Corpses".

So the zombie was taken as a spirit pet, named the ghost master, and has been lying in the spirit pet system, and this ghost master has an option, which is to nourish things, and specifically absorb corpses.

And the current spirit pet system has a function that is to summon, no matter where Jinpeng and the zombie are, as long as they choose to summon, they can appear, even if he is in another world, the disciple system is the same.

However, Uncle Tai did not summon.

Uncle Tai put away his mind and said: "Master, Murong Bo has a great plan to hide his fake death for decades, in order to provoke chaos in the Central Plains martial arts, he shot in at this time, the purpose is to disrupt the relationship between the Great Song Dynasty and the Dali martial arts, and make profits from it. ”

"Amitabha!" Master Xuanbei clasped his hands together: "Lao Wei has just figured it out, this matter is very important, and he must return to Shaolin and state this matter, but now the four evildoers are gathered in Dali to deal with Emperor Duan......"

Uncle Tai interrupted him and said, "Don't worry about this master, Yun Zhonghe, one of the four evildoers, has already died under the palm, and now there are three left, and I came here this time to deal with the four evildoers." (To be continued.) )