"Wutong Divine Fist!"

"Zhangang Divine Fist!"

"Get out of here, you son of ......"

A group of disciples of the Hidden Dragon Hall shot out one after another, knocking a group of slave disciples to the ground, stepping on the chests of these slaves, and several disciples of the Hidden Dragon Hall looked at the small courtyard in front of them with pride.

"Slaves without tokens get out! From today onwards, you are all minions of our Hidden Dragon Hall!"

However, the small courtyard was still locked, and there was no appearance of letting people in at all, and no one came out of it. The whole courtyard was dead silent, as if there was no one at all.

A tall and thin disciple of the Hidden Dragon Hall frowned and asked the fellow disciple next to him, "Xiaobo, there shouldn't be anyone inside, right?

Xiaobo smiled: "Brother Cat, the brothers have been staring at it!

"That's good! Let's surround first, don't rush in! Wait for the people inside to come out!" Brother Mao smiled: "A few days ago, that guy was stirring up wind and rain in the martial palace, and Lao Tzu didn't dare to sleep. But now it's okay! I heard that the head of the law enforcement sect tortured him for a month, and he has long been out of human form. Now the head of the law enforcement sect is going to kill him!"

While a few people were talking, the courtyard door finally opened slowly, and someone walked out of it. This man was carrying a spear, but it was Zhang Wuving.

"What a boldness, you dare to hit us outside!" Zhang Wushu snorted coldly, pointed his spear directly at Brother Mao's chest, and scolded angrily: "Is it really easy to bully this gentleman! Today, none of you want to leave!"

Brother Mao's eyes lit up: "Finally, there is someone who can fight." Bob, go up and teach him a lesson!"

Xiaobo responded, and immediately urged his body to Zhang Wuving, with the blessing of his fist intent, calling for martial spirits, and smashing Zhang Wuving with a move of Zhan Gangshen's fist.

Zhang Wushu snorted: "This bit of ability dares to be conspicuous in front of me? Although his surname Lin has some ability, it's a pity that I, Zhang Wuving, am not rubbish!

Zhang Wushu danced the spear in his hand, and in a few moves, he broke through Xiaobo's defense, pierced the body protection aura on his body, and then smashed it to the ground with a single shot.

Zhang Wuving's spear was picked, and Xiaobo was picked aside.

"That's all there is to it?" Zhang Wushu snorted: "If you only have this ability, you better get out of here as soon as possible! When the surnamed Lin returns, we will join forces to make you die in the Hidden Dragon Hall and have no place to be buried!"

Brother Mao spat out a mouthful of saliva, with a look of contempt on his face: "Are you easy to provoke when we are the Hidden Dragon Hall? Even if that kid wants to cross the river with a dragon, he is not still caught and punished." Now I've lost my life! As for you, I'm afraid you're still a little bit off the mark!"

Brother Mao casually took off his coat, revealing the tight-fitting military uniform inside, and said, "We are not the kind of garbage like Feng San, nor are we the gangsters under the second master's hands. We're going to eat with my eldest brother! No matter what you're capable of outside, let me lie down now!"

After that, Brother Mao stepped on his feet, urged the aura, and rushed towards Zhang Wushu with his body method.

Zhang Wuving's eyes glanced at it, and he saw that the ground under Brother Mao's feet was actually trampled out of dust ripples, stirring back and forth.

"Tiger Step Method!" Zhang Wudi was slightly surprised: "Once you urge the Tiger Step Method, the move will be like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the power will be doubled! It's a pity that I have a way to crack it!"

Zhang Wudi's body moved slightly, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the stars. Seven steps in a row, Zhang Wuxian's feet bloomed with a thousand feet of light.

"True Martial Gang Fighting Steps!"

Zhang Wushu urged the marksmanship, but Brother Mao urged the aura to condense into a long knife and fought fiercely with Zhang Wuving. collided with nearly 100 moves in a row, Zhang Wushu actually became more and more courageous, and the offensive became more and more fierce, and the cat brother who fought retreated again and again, and the aura of the body protector was a little unable to support it, and he was hit with several scars.

"Damn...... Looks like it's going to get serious!"

Brother Cat roared angrily: "Six Gate Divine Seals, Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Life, Death!"

With the movement of the Six Gates, six flames gradually suspended in front of Brother Mao. Six fires appeared, and Brother Mao waved his hand: "Six Doors Divine Seal, open!"

This opening word seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and the six flames immediately drifted towards Zhang Wuyi. The tip of Zhang Wuving's gun shook, and the first flash of fire flew away.

This firelight was bounced and fell on the body of the Hidden Dragon Hall martial artist Xiaobo. In an instant, Zhang Wudi saw that Xiaobo's body trembled violently, and then the whole person began to spontaneously combust from the inside out.

"This ......" Zhang Wudi was taken aback: "What a fierce martial arts! And even I haven't seen ......"

Zhang Wushu danced his spear, but he didn't dare to make a hard connection, so he could only urge martial arts, trying his best to pick up the remaining firelight.

It was only as the first flame was knocked away, and the remaining flames gradually became heavy, pressing down on the spear head like a mountain.

Zhang Wushu flew four regiments one after another, until in the end only one regiment remained, Zhang Wushu finally failed to operate his aura, and was spread to the spear by the firelight.

Zhang Wushu reacted quickly, and immediately threw away the spear to avoid setting himself on fire.

But Rao is like this, there is still a little spark that falls on Zhang Wudi.

The sparks instantly burned through the battle armor on Zhang Wuving's body and burned Zhang Wuving's body.

Zhang Wushu suddenly roared in pain.

"What a weird martial arts...... Belch...... You can destroy my armor so easily!"

Obviously, these six divine seals are not martial arts that can be used at will for Brother Mao. At this time, the fried beans are generally poured into the mouth.

After eating dozens of grains one after another, Brother Cat breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhang Wushu rolling on the ground again and again, Brother Mao snorted coldly, showing disdain: "These six divine seals are the royal martial arts taught to me by my eldest brother. Of course you haven't seen it! The Six Divine Seals trigger the fire in the human body. Even the slightest spark falling on you can leave you dead with no place to bury!"

Cold sweat continued to fall from Zhang Wudi's forehead, but his eyes fell on Xiaobo in the distance.

That martial artist Xiaobo was also a martial artist, but he couldn't resist the Six Gates Divine Seal, and now there was only a ball of ashes left.

As the wind blew, even the ashes dissipated with the wind, leaving only a charred black mark on the ground.

"Am I going to be like this!" Zhang Wudi couldn't help but curse secretly.

Brother Mao was even more proud, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go, brothers, go in and arrest people! These are all slaves of our Hidden Dragon Hall, and they can't be captured by outsiders!"

Many warriors rushed into the courtyard with Brother Mao.

Zhang Wudi still wanted to stop it, but at this time, half of Zhang Wuving's body was already covered by firelight, and he didn't even have the strength to walk.

At first, the Six Gates Divine Seal was just a little spark that fell on Zhang Wudi's body, but now it has turned into such a terrifying fire.

It can be seen that the horror of these six divine seals!

Zhang Wudi sighed secretly and closed his eyes.

"It seems that my death omen is coming today, and I am afraid that there is no way to escape......"

Just when Zhang Wudi was a little desperate, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Damn, Brother Zhang, what are you doing? Playing with yourself? Or are you practicing the legendary Holy Fire Sect Divine Skill? Blazing Holy Flame, burning my body?"

Zhang Wudi was dying of pain at this time, but he just laughed angrily.

(End of chapter)