Chapter 202, White Silk, Arrow, Fist

The bandit who was haunted by the white silk was tantamount to a live target in Lu Feng's eyes.

For these bandits, Lu Feng didn't kill them, just a simple arrow, cleverly shot at the Spirit Extraction Point on his back.

The Ji Ling Acupoint is one of the most critical acupuncture points for cultivators, and the aura of the whole body will collapse under the traumatic Ning Dan Realm of the Ji Ling Acupoint, and there is no possibility of cultivation in this life.

With the first bandit falling to the ground, Ruoshui had already realized the cooperation between her Bai Aya and Lu Feng, and immediately attacked the bandit again, no longer blindly pursuing Bai Aya to bind him, but only wanted to restrain the bandit for a moment.

Lu Feng's every arrow timing was perfect.

The second thief fell to the ground, still suffering injuries from the Spirit Pool.

Ruoshui's control of Bai Aya became more and more proficient, binding, winding, limiting, and launching the appropriate attack at the right time, even Lu Feng felt that this set of Bai Aya exercises was simply made for Ruoshui.

With the help of the white silk of Ruoshui, Lu Feng's arrows can be said to be a hundred shots, and in the blink of an eye, the remaining bandits fell to the ground, all of them lost their combat power, and they had no ability to do evil in the future.

The surrounding formations were also successfully formed at the same time as the last bandit died, and Lu Feng put away the Nether Bow and walked towards the battlefield of Tang Yuan and Jun Ziyi.

Tang Yuan and Wu Xiongkui are not much different in combat effectiveness, and after several battles, the two of them were injured by half a catty, basically you punch me and I slap each other, and no one can please them.

Tang Yuan's strength in the Chakra Realm was already very good to fight like this.

On the other hand, Junziyi's side, who is obviously similar in strength and has countless esoteric sword skills, is faintly weak.

Lu Feng glanced at Xu Jiao'er, and saw that her sword moves were sharp and self-contained, using a set of sword skills that integrated offense and defense, and every time Jun Ziyi's attack was resolved by her without danger, and then made up for a blow.

Although Junziyi was a little weaker, her endless sword skills also made Xu Jiao'er unable to have much advantage for a while.

For Jun Ziyi, this kind of battle can make her more clearly discover her own shortcomings, so Lu Feng did not help.

"Boom," Tang Yuan and Wu Xiongkui slapped each other, each taking a few steps back, their blood surging.

Wu Xiongkui didn't use any blades, he played a set of claw fist exercises, attacking fiercely, staring at Tang Yuan's seven tricks with one move.

Tang Yuan's refining body black veins condensed his palms and confronted Wu Xiongkui head-on.

Sometimes punches, sometimes palms, sometimes claws.

Wu Xiongkui's attacks changed extremely quickly and his strength was extremely heavy, and he looked like a reckless man who had gone crazy from a distance.

But Tang Yuan didn't think so, Wu Xiong Kui's seemingly crazy demon's attack actually had rules and regulations in every move.

The boxing is compact, the strength is not exposed, the momentum is connected, interlocking, and there is no obvious pause in sight.

Even with the possession of black lines, Tang Yuan's palms were still shocked and painful, and the strength possessed by Wu Xiong Kui Ning Dan Realm was too strong.

"Bang~"

The two palmed each other again, Wu Xiongkui did not move, Tang Yuan was shocked back half a step, and fell to the upper hand for the first time.

Seeing that Tang Yuan's steps were unstable, Wu Xiongkui took advantage of the gap to attack, took advantage of the air, and struck Tang Yuan with another palm.

Tang Yuan took more than ten steps back, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Wu Xiongkui solemnly.

"I'll help him," Wakasui said aloud.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer," Lu Feng stopped her, putting aside Tang Yuan's temperament, the latter also needed a real battle with a sense of oppression to consolidate his strength, and the exercises he had comprehended from the Black Dragon Pill these days needed to be precipitated through actual combat.

Wu Xiongkui punched again, but at this moment, Tang Yuan became quiet, and his eyes were full of the opponent's fist intent.

Seeing that Wu Xiongkui's fist was about to hit his cheek, Tang Yuan moved, grabbed the opponent's fist with one palm, and at the same time retreated and unloaded his strength.

But Wu Xiongkui's strength was too great, Tang Yuan didn't dodge his fist in an emergency, although he grabbed the opponent's fist, but the offensive was inexhaustible, and the power of Wu Xiongkui's fist knocked Tang Yuan's palm into his own face.

"Bang," Tang Yuan was instantly hit by this huge force, and his nose and face were swollen.

Wu Xiongkui broke away from Tang Yuan's palm and jumped away.

Ignoring the pain on his face, Tang Yuan half-bent over, like a lying rabbit, quietly waiting for Wu Xiongkui's next offensive.

From the previous punch, Tang Yuan had a better understanding of Wu Xiongkui's speed and strength.

Like Jun Ziyi, Tang Yuan combined what he had learned in the past and then comprehended from the Black Dragon Pill The exercises were also very complex, although the power was huge, and they were all proficient, but none of them were proficient, and only by combining them could they be transformed.

After failing to strike a blow, Wu Xiongkui turned his fist into an elbow and attacked Tang Yuan again.

Tang Yuan, who was prostrate, suddenly rose up, his fist like a rainbow.

The rapid change between movement and stillness caught Wu Xiongkui off guard. Fish fish

The same scene was given to Wu Xiongkui, and Tang Yuan slapped his elbow with a palm, causing the elbow to hurt himself.

This scene would never have appeared on Tang Yuan in the past, in the past, he blindly fought with strength and strength, attacking against attack, but now he knows how to avoid its edge and hit its flaws.

Lu Feng looked at Tang Yuan with a smile, happy for him, from the fist momentum that was as quiet as a rabbit and moved like a landslide, it can be seen that Tang Yuan has made a lot of progress in boxing, and it can even be said that the entire fighting method and actual combat ability have been greatly improved.

Static contains the opportunity of ambush, and the principle of yin and yang is moving.

Tang Yuan gradually began to turn from defense to attack, and his fists, palms, and claws changed flexibly.

The tide of the battle gradually reversed, and Wu Xiongkui began to retreat, gradually losing the upper hand.

From Tang Yuan's offensive, Lu Feng seemed to see a galloping flying dragon in a trance.

Jumping and jumping like a dragon in the air, hitting and slapping like a yellow dragon rolling to the ground.

Forced back a few steps by Tang Yuan, Wu Xiongkui roared angrily, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the momentum of the whole person continued to rise, and the aura gathered into fists.

"Bayan Fist!"

Looking at Wu Xiongkui's fist, this set of exercises at least had the level of spiritual skills, Tang Yuan didn't dare to take it hard, he took a few steps back, and circled his hands.

"Boom~"

Wu Xiongkui hit a solid punch, but he didn't have a trace of joy, because his punch only hit Tang Yuan's body protection aura.

A dark black light clock shrouded Tang Yuan, and black lines like dragons flowed on the light cover.

It was one of the spiritual skills that Tang Yuan comprehended from the Black Dragon Pill, the Black Dragon Cover, as he fused deeper, the defensive power of the light shield was gradually improving, and it was not a problem to temporarily block the attack of the Ning Dan Realm.

The blow failed, and Wu Xiongkui sneered: "With this broken cover, you also want to resist my Bayan Fist?"

A huge fist shadow formed by the convergence of spiritual energy emanated from Wu Xiongkui's hand and headed straight for Tang Yuan.

The fist shadow bombarded the black dragon cover, Tang Yuan's chest only felt a dullness, and a huge force came from the light cover, and the next moment, a crack appeared on the black dragon cover.

Ba Yan Fist is known for its strength, domineering and ferocious, Wu Xiongkui's punch that condenses spiritual energy is powerful enough to be comparable to a blow in the middle of the ordinary Ning Dan Realm, and it is not easy for Tang Yuan to be able to block it.

"I can't stop this second punch," Tang Yuan understood the defense of the black dragon cover in his heart, and seeing Wu Xiongkui's second punch attacking, he immediately made a choice.

The same huge fist shadow attacked Wu Xiongkui.

Tang Yuan hurriedly imitated Wu Xiongkui's attack method, and also punched out the aura gathering fist, but because he didn't know the qi condensation technique and fist path, the power was far less than that of Wu Xiongkui.

Two huge fist shadows converged and collided in mid-air, and Tang Yuan exploded in an instant, and his qi and blood could no longer be suppressed, surging out.

Wu Xiongkui was also uncomfortable, although the injury was not as serious as Tang Yuan's, but it was not light.

Forcibly enduring the injury, Tang Yuan turned defense into attack, and rushed forward while Wu Xiongkui was unprepared, and fought him in close quarters.

The characteristics of Bayan Fist Tang Yuan already knew when he saw it, although it was strong and ferocious, it needed a short period of power to gather the fist shadow, and once it was close to him, the power was greatly reduced.

Tang Yuan stepped on the dragon step, his speed increased instantly, and he came behind Wu Xiongkui in the blink of an eye.

Although Wu Xiongkui was surprised by Tang Yuan's terrifying speed, he was not too panicked, although the Bayan Fist could only exert its power by charging its strength, it was also much stronger than ordinary fists without accumulating energy to condense the aura.

Tang Yuan and Wu Xiongkui fought together, their fists and palms were staggered, there were comings and goings, Wu Xiongkui beat Tang Yuan for seven points, and Tang Yuan must return three points.

Lu Feng and Ruoshui were a little apprehensive when they watched from a distance, and Tang Yuan, who had a blue nose and swollen face, still did not lose the slightest fighting spirit, but became more and more brave the more he fought.

Wu Xiongkui began to worry a little in his heart, and the exhaustion and pain coming from his body made him have to face the opponent in front of him, obviously his strength was far inferior to his own, but he could force himself to this point.

Tang Yuan seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and whenever he was exhausted, there would always be a trace of residual strength in his body, which made him persevere.

Tang Yuan's cheeks were so swollen that he had basically lost his original appearance, but the attack on his hand was not weak, as the battle deepened, Tang Yuan felt not only pain and fatigue, but also a faint trace of warmth from his body, as if there was a hidden fire burning among the hundreds of limbs.

This layer of warmth comes from his body refining skills, the strength of the nine turns of the black veins makes him have a terrifying recovery and staying power in battle, this set of body refining techniques also has another name, 'nine turns of immortality', the black veins are also called immortal lines.

As the name suggests, after cultivating to the ninth turn, the black lines of the body protection condensed are difficult to die.

Tang Yuan twitched the corners of his swollen mouth, and said to Wu Xiongkui, "I'm tired, it's my turn." ”

When the words fell, Tang Yuan turned his fist into a claw and met Wu Xiongkui, who was attacking his chest with a punch.

Although Long Bu lost the initial speed, he could still dodge Wu Xiongkui's fist sideways, Tang Yuan flashed Wu Xiongkui's fist at the moment, his right hand claw tightly clasped the opponent's wrist, and at the same time, his left hand reached out and pointed at Wu Xiongkui's armpit.

Wu Xiongkui's punch was immediately dissipated, and the wrist that was buckled was just about to struggle to get free, but it was the armpit that was pointed, and the remaining strength was scattered.

"Ah~" Wu Xiongkui roared bitterly.

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