"Bastard, he's looking for death, is there a way to stop it?"

Long Chen's eyebrows were raised, not angry and self-assured.

A figure flashed out of the door, and a wall inside the room was covered with a display screen, which several staff members were closely watching. From above, you can observe all the conditions around the main building without blind spots, and even find an old Taoist priest with an umbrella sitting cross-legged under the two long flagpoles on the roof of the building. On one of the screens, a young man was poking out of the mirror-like curtain wall.

"There is no other way, but to see if Hu Xiangzi has time to drag him back, or wait a while before giving the order! The formation below has been formed, and it is about to explode, and the aura will block the entry of information from the outside world. The forcible use of high-frequency voice communication can have serious consequences for our people. “

The butterfly dancing willow eyebrows in bright red makeup frowned slightly, revealing a melancholy color.

In the VIP room, the chaser sitting on the sofa didn't see any movement, but his figure flashed past Li Tie and rushed to the two people in front of the window.

Hua Rong is the pinnacle of martial arts, and he almost got a glimpse of the grandmaster's mystery, he is extremely sensitive to the environment, and he stretched out his palm and grabbed it back without looking back, as if a cyclone had been born around his body, and the curtains were raised "hulala".

chased his life, but he didn't touch him hard, and he turned his body around with the help of the cyclone.

After the bone shrinking skill was lifted, his body was like an iron hoop, and Hua Rong's movements were clumsier than usual, and he was blocked in front of him as soon as he turned his life.

"What do you want to do, don't stop me!" Hua Rong simply collected his strength, his body crackled again, and his face was angry.

"The killing momentum below has been achieved, and you will be torn to shreds if you fall!"

Only then did he open his mouth to explain, but he saw Wang Jing standing up and shouting "Jiang Hong", turned around quickly, and saw that Man Jianghong only had two long legs left on the guardrail in the house, and most of his body had already leaned out, so he hurriedly grabbed his ankle and prepared to drag it back.

"Stop, you can't pull it! His bone-shrinking skills are not enough, and he will return to his body when he is frightened. There, that place can't be squeezed ......"

Hua Rong also didn't fight for his life, and as he spoke, he took a quick step and grabbed Man Jianghong's other ankle, and looked weird.

The windows of the curtain wall are lifted, at most one and a half fingers open, and the extremely strong titanium alloy window frames are not dismantled even after Hua Rong tried casually just now. I saw that the top of Man Jianghong's thigh was stuck between the window frames, and once that place was squeezed, I was afraid that the two yellow orioles would not be able to sing green willows. We're all men, you know!

Just when everyone was just relaxing, a white light appeared like a dragon, but a white silk horse flew over from the right side of the curtain wall, and the coiling dragon was generally rolled on Man Jianghong's upper body. Chasing the fate of the same flower Rong felt that there was a strong force in his hand, and if he didn't let go, he would probably be pulled into a slender noodle.

"Pong!"

The heavy wooden door of the VIP room was slammed open, and Hu Xiangzi rolled up a gust of wind to come in, but saw the chasing Tonghua Rong standing in front of the window in a daze, one holding a leather boot in his hand.

......

As the pill melted, a wave of qi exploded in the body, scurrying through the meridians. Yu Canghai endured the pain, wrapped this wave of qi with his body's true qi, and slowly guided it into the sea of lower dantian qi. He kind of understood why this "gas explosion pill" didn't enter the eyes of the masters.

The true qi contained in the "Explosive Qi Pill" is domineering, and there are many impurities, which are not compatible with its own true qi. In addition, his true qi is not pure in the first place, and this time it is even more complicated. If you want to get another inch in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Moreover, the power of the medicine is still desperately stimulating the body, overdrawing the potential, and there is a feeling of drying up and fishing, similar to the stimulants in the secular world.

But it's still a good feeling to be strong.

As the true qi in his sea of qi became more and more condensed, and the organs of various parts became more and more acute, he vaguely felt that his body seemed to have become a whirlpool, and the wisps of vitality between heaven and earth began to condense, explode, and penetrate.

In the era of the end of the law, the vitality of heaven and earth was scarce, but there was still there after all. It's just that if you want to cultivate Dacheng, it's really difficult.

In that incomplete volume of "Five Thunder Heavenly Body Formula", it is mentioned that if you are a master of cultivation, you can attract nine heavenly thunders on the outside, and you can raise an immortal golden pill on the inside, condense the essence and spirit for thousands of years, and achieve the holy fetus.

The matter of becoming an immortal, he has long thought about it.

I think that this thousand-year-old holy fetus is not as good as being conceived in October!

The daughter is more than three years old, and although she can only see her a few times a year, she can clearly call out "Daddy" and ask why other people's fathers play with them? The wife, who lives in seclusion in a remote county, never asks him what he is doing, why he can only go back two or three times a year, why he can only stay for two or three days at a time, and he sneaks around like a thief.

In the most recent parting, she carried her daughter to the side of the grove at night, looked at it for a long time, and never returned. Even the most incomprehensible of him could hear the sadness in that lullaby.

He wants to go home!

He's going home!

In the third-floor window opposite, a flat thing came out.

What is that? Like my daughter's favorite plasticine figure. She giggled and slammed it against the wall, and it tumbled down section by section.

Daddy, I'm going home with you!

Shrewd!

......

"Ice Spirit Girl, you also look at the moon!"

Man Jianghong stretched out his hands through the window, grabbed the guardrail in the curtain wall, and said stupidly.

Bing Lingqiao's face flushed, but she didn't dare to let go of the white silk in her hand. Xindao is not in shape, and he almost fell to his death and joked.

Long Jiulong Wu gathered around, and at a glance, he seemed to be fine, and suddenly the anger came up.

"You're sick!"

Long Jiu took the white silk in his niece's hand, scolded loudly, and suddenly remembered that his aunt and grandmother were still on the side, and couldn't help but look back with a weak heart.

Gandharva looked at her nose and her nose and her heart, and seemed to be talking well, and suddenly she was settled.

This stinky boy is also bold! Kneeling down to offer flowers in front of everyone's eyes is not counted, but also blatantly trying to block Zhang Sanyi's palm for Bing Ling, and now he is actually clinging to the curtain wall and rushing over from next door, this, this, this is too coquettish. Fifty years ago, I was also a flower in martial arts, although I have never eaten pork in my life, but I have also seen pigs running away, and I have never seen such a bold and thick-skinned shameless person. But he is everyone's life-saving benefactor, what should he do?

Man Jianghong and Bingling were only separated by a layer of glass, and when they saw her like a flower and a delicate face close at hand, they were also drunk. But he couldn't wait for Long Jiu's anxious white face, and he secretly complained in his heart.

He climbed outside the curtain wall on the third floor, and as soon as the sea breeze blew, he immediately sobered up a lot, and secretly said in his heart, what is wrong with the master, as long as he has a little bit to do with Bing Ling, his head will be hot and his IQ will be zero. On the surface, she wanted to save these eighty-four martial artists, but in fact, she still didn't want her father to lose this battle!

Long Wu should be more stable in the end, and after taking a look at the window, he hurriedly walked back and said in a low voice: "You hurry up, I'll go find the rope." ”

At this time, only a hurried knock was heard, and Long Wu opened the door, and Hu Xiangzi, Hua Rong, Li Tie, and Wang Jing squeezed in, and asked urgently: "What about Man Jianghong, didn't you fall?"

Hua Rong was shouting loudly, and when he saw the sinking Ganda Po at a glance, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and tiptoe forward.

"Fifth brother, come here. Man Jianghong pouted into the window and shouted.

Several people hurriedly surrounded him, only to hear him say hurriedly: "Tell Butterfly Dance quickly, the martial artist array can't block the divine consciousness attack of the South China Sea Sect, and can only take a long-range attack or a fast attack......

There was a rush in the house again, Hu Xiangzi took Hua Rong and Li Tie to see Long Chen, Long Jiu went to the top of the building, Long Wu went to find the rope, and Bai Aya returned to Bing Ling's hands.

Wang Jing was embarrassed to stay for a long time, but she was reluctant to go, so she stubbornly picked up the end of the white silk and put it on her wrist a few times, standing side by side with Bing Ling in front of the window, while secretly comparing herself in her heart.

Both of them glanced at each other slightly, and a sword light appeared in the silence.

The two beauties were close at hand, but they were hanging outside like a monkey, Man Jianghong felt embarrassed and threw herself to her grandmother's house, and she couldn't wait to jump downstairs directly. He simply turned around, his arms back grasping the guardrail, and staring at the battle below.

The martial artists did not pull out the military thorn, nor did they interrupt Yu Canghai's deeds to boost his qi, his body bowed slightly, and he held the shield in both hands, waiting for the battle.

They were all young, with eyes sparkling under their helmets and some excitement.

They are no longer iron-blooded heroes in the ordinary sense, but an army of faith.

Invincible from the hole!

When you meet a martial artist, you will be killed, if you meet a palace, you will be killed, and if you meet a grandmaster, you will be killed!

They are eager to be challenged by the strongest!

The thunder in the air continued, and Yu Canghai's momentum became more and more vigorous, as if he had become a towering giant, stepping out more than four meters in one step, and the huge fist actually brought out a circle of electric light, like thunder breaking through the mountain, hitting forward.

Fang Cai Hua Rong's punch against Guo Chunhai broke through the peak of martial arts, which is the ultimate in the world, and it is a perfect combination of strength, speed, and change.

And Yu Canghai's punch has broken through the world!

It is a fist technique with a hint of heavenly meaning, and it is the culmination of strength and courage that transcends the mundane.

A loud "bang" sounded like a scorching thunderbolt fell, followed by a "click" nine times in a row.

The warrior at the top of the triangle killing array took a half step back, and his shield shattered. Behind him, two men put shields against their backs, and they also shattered. The next two groups of six people did the same, and the shields were shattered.

The triangular killing array was like a compressed spring, and a hundred and ten shakes in an instant passed from the tip to the back, gradually depleting, and quietly stopped when it reached the fifth layer. The nine men at the front spurted out a mouthful of blood, their arms twisted.

Yu Canghai did not perform the Dao method, did not compete with the true qi, just relied on the pure physical strength, which was equivalent to the combined force of forty-five martial artists, and its speed was like a thunderbolt, which was no longer in the world!

The eleventh son of the South China Sea was killed ten seconds after entering the battle, and he hit nine people with one punch!

The Nanhai faction and the Liangyue Martial Arts all opened their mouths wide and couldn't make a sound, and even Nanxing stopped arguing, and he was afraid for a while. He's just a spoiled kid, not uninhabited. Compared with the power displayed by Canghai's punch, he was even more afraid of the thunder in the air and the electric light on the fist.

As soon as the thunder came out, the yin soul dispersed, and the yang god shattered. And the divine sense attack, the nemesis is the law of thunder.

There was another "chirping" whistle in the building, which turned and changed, and the instructions issued seemed to be extremely complicated.

The injured nine people automatically exited the array and returned to the main building. The last six or seven rows did not move, and the remaining thirty-six people in the first five rows rushed forward with a shout, and surrounded the sea in turn.

Yu Canghai laughed, his breath was surging, and his fist was like a meteor. The aura of the martial artists was turbulent, and they still did not pull out the military thorns, but they used the shield as an offensive weapon, smashing, blocking, knocking, and splitting, and did everything they could.

They didn't fight hard anymore, they just consumed his strength like a marquee.

The combined aura of the thirty-six martial artists couldn't suppress Yu Canghai's sky-high momentum, and Yu Canghai's majestic true qi couldn't tear through the opponent's extremely fast-changing dense qi network.

The scarlet carpet shattered into powder as the battle began, rising like a hurricane tornado, completely covering the center of the square. And the invisible true qi of the two sides and the heaven and earth vitality attracted by Yu Canghai were all entangled, mixed with killing intent and fighting spirit, and quietly floated upward.

Man Jianghong "saw" a very complex "cloud" curling up and floating towards him, and felt that the ice spirit behind him instantly erected a soft qi wall, enveloping himself in it, isolating the "cloud" from the outside.

However, the aura of the ice spirit seems to have the effect of filtering and adsorption. Although most of the "clouds" had drifted away, there were extremely pure and thin things inside that passed through the ice spirit's qi wall and penetrated into his body, which was extremely warm and comfortable. And the function of the "Heavenly Eye" has also slowly increased, and the view is becoming more and more clear, and the whole body is full of energy and fluttering.

As he absorbed faster and faster, the "cloud" began to actively drift to this side. In the end, it seemed that an invisible funnel extended from the body, and probed into the fierce killing array below.