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"Boy, try the old man's Liuyun Iron Sleeve Skill!" Da Mu Shangren was in the air, his sleeves were vigorously brushed down, and a wild wave rose on the ground, and in an instant, the ground suddenly rose sparkling ripples, as if it was a piece of extremely thin blades, peeling up layers of surface, and since then the scattered flying sand and gravel have been rolled up into the air.

I saw the thin body of the man on the big tree, and at this moment, it was like a balloon that had been blown up, and it was swollen and round, and the head was long, and it was erected one after another like a white crane. A pair of hands like bird's claws were clasped in the air, as if grasping a mountain, and threw it forward.

"Good time." Meng Yuan was not surprised, and at the same time, an extremely dangerous aura emanated from him. It's like the flash of a sword when it's unsheathed.

Suddenly took a step forward, leaving only an afterimage, torn apart by the wind, and Meng Yuan's true body, just between this step, suddenly appeared in front of Da Mu's body, within reach.

"Shrink the world in one finger!"

With his arms staggered, protecting the door, at this moment, Meng Yuan has already used one of his hole cards that he has hidden for a long time------- Eagle Wing Gong!

It was like two sharp saws, squeezed into the front of Da Mu, and his profound body protection Xuangong was torn open like a bamboo curtain in front of Mengyuan's eagle wing skill.

Meng Yuan stretched out his fingers, and a little demonic light flashed on his fingertips, which was an internal force that had been compressed to the extreme.

"Dinghai needle!"

This is Mengyuan's killing move from the sea without face, injecting a little internal force into the opponent's bloodline, causing the opponent to explode the bloodline and die, which is an extremely vicious finger skill.

Da Mu let out a strange scream, and with a mouthful of inner family true qi that had been refined for nearly a hundred years, he forced his body to pull out half a foot diagonally behind him.

"Sizzle"

As if it was slashed by a sharp-haired divine soldier, the fat sleeve of the man's right hand on the big wood was completely shattered, and before it fell into place, it had turned into a butterfly piece, revealing a dry arm, and on the arm that was stronger than iron, there was a little red mark.

"You, you, you actually practice such vicious finger power." Relying on the agitation of the true qi when the sleeves of the robe were broken, he once again distanced himself from Meng Yuan, and for the first time, the originally thin face of the master of the big wood showed a look of horror.

No one knew better than him that at that moment, he really felt death coming, it was the cold blade, the palpitation and cold that slashed through his throat.

Meng Yuan stared at him deadly, there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, Fang Cai's blow was his long-planned lore, but he didn't want to be avoided by Da Mu between life and death.

The two have fought so far over a hundred moves, the same as the realm of the great master, the two have a full understanding of each other's strength, the master of the wood has accumulated a wealth of skills, profound skills, and the practice is the Taoist kung fu in the middle of the Xuanmen, the body protection has reached the realm of Dacheng, ordinary attacks, can not break through his defense at all, and his practice of destroying the mountain, Liuyun Feisleeve kung fu is to convince people with strength, and into a bit of the artistic conception of the fluttering of the strange bird, take the road of hard fighting. And Meng Yuan relies on the light skills that stand alone in the world, the domineering internal strength attributes, the palm skills of the Dacheng realm and the extremely lethal killing moves.

"When you just got out of the way, I heard the sound of gold and iron on your waist, show your blade, otherwise there will be no chance." Meng Yuan said coldly.

Da Mu snorted, reached into his waist, as if something had been wrenched, as if a spring had opened, and he already held a spear in his hand.

Unlike a soft sword or a soft knife, nor a long whip or chain gun, his spear seems to be made of old vines in the mountains, mixed with Jiao tendons, and is moderately soft and hard, which can be shaken straight, like an ordinary spear, or curled Ruyi, like a soft whip. Not only that, but there are also some special ones, which is the position of the tip of the gun, the tip of the gun is eight inches long, and it has been a long time, and the tassel of the gun is long gone, but above the position of the original tassel, there are five steel hooks sticking out, like a lotus petal, holding the head of the gun.

The man was holding a gun in his right hand, and his left hand was grabbed in front of his chest, and most of the robes on his body were shattered, revealing a strong suit, and on his body, the black light was shining, it was a vest-like scaly soft armor, which looked like it was taken from some kind of snake.

He grabbed his head again, and the bun that had been scattered in the fight and the head that had been scattered were all erased by him, and he became a bald head, and he reopened the big wood of the posture.

"Hmph, that's kind of interesting."

Meng Yuan wiped the blood stains that had already condensed on his face, silently pulled out the begonia autumn dew, and shook it in the wind, as if there was a cold cold wind, swept through the field.

In the blink of an eye, he has slightly reined in the magic of the wedding dress and replaced it with the Ming Yugong.

There is no move, just a sword in his hand, and he swung it towards the big wood man like a stab at it not very quickly, without sorrow or joy, only focus.

Dugu Nine Swords------- has no tricks to win.

Da Mu's pupils contracted, the other party's sword, he didn't know how to break it, it was just the right degree, so he couldn't even draw a gourd and hand over the gun in his hand.

When martial arts reach the level of the great master, the bonus of weapons to strength is already very small, and once a character at this level uses a blade, then his attainments in this weapon must be terrifyingly profound.

The spear in his hand was coiled up like a snake array, held in Da Mu's hand, not like a spear, but like a dagger, extremely dexterously, met the blade of the sword, and in a light sound, the spear body roared out like a poisonous dragon out of a hole, and picked up dozens of pear blossoms, enveloping Mengyuan's entire body in this spear flower.

Meng Yuan's figure scattered with a bang, like a ghost, dancing wildly, this is exactly his peerless body from "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", and it is also integrated into the footwork of the Flower Shifting Palace.

The shadow of the gun, the figure of the person, like the moon in the lake and the sky in the well, suddenly shattered, and the tip of the spear of the big wood and the upper half of the body of the gun were covered with a layer of severe frost, and even the figure of the big wood gradually slowed down.

It was a chill to the bone.

The shadow of the gun faded away, revealing Meng Yuan's figure, and under the moonlight, one of his faces seemed to be transparent, and through the surface of the skin, he could see the blood vessels, meridians, and muscles below.

"Ming Yugong is the ninth."

"Da Mu, you can also take my move."

Meng Yuan suddenly retreated half a step, the long sword in his hand was sheathed, and a pair of transparent hands stretched out from the black sleeves of his robe, and the surrounding atmosphere was clear.

With infinite sorrow and lingering in his movements, in Mengyuan's whirling posture, his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and it seemed that even the air around him was frozen at this moment.

"The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn, lightly relieve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned but was in my heart. ”

Flower God Seven Styles ------------ Lotus!

Da Mu hurriedly put away the gun, but he felt that the body of the gun was like piercing into the mud, and there were thousands of entanglements, thousands of entanglements, swept up along the body of the gun, with his deep skills, but he couldn't break free, and Meng Yuan's figure was already in the middle of the exhibition, and he came to the front.

"Scared"

Da Mu gritted his teeth, waved his right hand, and slashed the body of the gun towards Mengyuan, and with his left hand, he carried ten internal forces and slashed at the mountain palm.

Although Meng Yuan entangled his spear with the Flower God Seven Style, he also connected himself with the body of the spear, so this blow was simply unavoidable.

At this moment, Da Mu clearly saw that at the corner of Meng Yuan's mouth, a thread of blood was dripping, and it seemed that under Fang Cai's blow, he also suffered considerable internal injuries.

"Good boy, it turns out that you are also the end of the crossbow." Da Mu was secretly happy in his heart, and he had more strength in his hands.

"Poof"

Meng Yuan also slapped out a palm and met Da Mu's palm, but at the moment when the two palms were about to intersect, his wrist suddenly sank, and the two fingers of his right hand hit Da Mu's palm.

"Ahh

Da Mu let out a scream of pain, and the original flesh of his left hand was flipped over, as if something had burst inside his palm, and the fragments of bone and flesh splashed both of them, and blood spurted out of his original palm like a fountain.

"No, your skills, how can you ......"

Da Mu shouted with a grim face, at the moment when Fang Cai, Meng Yuan's skill seemed to have suddenly doubled, so that Da Mu, who was already familiar with his opponent, didn't react at all, and suffered a big loss.

Could it be that in the previous battle, Meng Yuan only used half of his strength? No way!

"Among the most wonderful martial arts I have learned, it is called Heavenly Demon Disintegration."

Meng Yuan said in his mouth, his subordinates did not stop, and with a wave of his right hand, he cut off the left arm of the master of the big wood at the shoulder.

"The internal strength in the body of the stimulation of a certain degree of guò can have far more than the normal level of power in a short period of time, and the internal strength I practice is precisely the most suitable for this martial art."

As he spoke, he slapped his palm on the head of the man on the big tree.

"This is my real hole card, so if you meet me, you are unlucky."

(Kill the Great Wood Master and the Strange Bird, get 2 heaven-level fate episodes, 12ooo points for essence points, and 1 chance to draw)