Long Chen gave an order, and four of the five personal guards quietly appeared in front of Hua Rong, not losing to Long Wu in terms of speed, and extremely experienced in the rivers and lakes, so he was not in a hurry to capture it, and first occupied the four corners, completely sealing the route of Nanxing's advance.

Nanxing's body glided in the air, but he saw the gold and iron in front of Hua Rong, and the rope chains were vertical and horizontal, interweaving a large web, and he was just like the moth that crashed into the spider web.

The slender rope chain made of four stainless steel is like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and the golden snake is dancing wildly, pounced on the south star from four directions, not only in different directions, but also in different angles and ways.

A chain whistled and slashed at Nanxing's head, one swept at his feet, one trembled straight like a spear silently piercing his chest, and another twisted and wound around his waist.

The directions up and down, left and right, front and back are all sealed, and if Nanxing wants to avoid this net of steel chains, I am afraid that the only way to escape is to escape out of thin air.

The seven sons of the South China Sea are really extraordinary.

Nanxing stepped on the seven-star step at his feet, and a phantom shadow appeared in his hand. I only heard a string of extremely fine "clanging clicks", four steel chains were entangled together, and the whole person stood on top of the intertwined knots, like a spider spirit waiting for a web.

The hands of the four guards tightened and instinctively pulled back, and the four steel chains suddenly stretched straight. Nanxing was as light as a fly, and with the power of a flick, he rose into the air, and his body turned slowly and gracefully, and fell obliquely back to a cluster of roses in the flower bed.

Roses are hardy varieties that are fragrant and bright in autumn and winter in the south, and are best planted for four seasons. The most planted in the institute is the purple branch rose, the leaves are green and the flowers are red, and the branches are purple and bright, which is pleasing to the eye and intoxicating to smell the fragrance.

Nanxing has a green robe and a bun, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his feet are stepping on the two flower balls, light as nothing, and his body is still trembling up and down with the flower branches, like a fairy child. And those delicate petals seem to have only a few dewdrops glued to them, and they only droop slightly, as if they are shy and low-brow, secretly spitting fragrant.

This ability to stay in the air and be light is really amazing!

The hollow and muffled conch alarm sounded nine times in a row, and then came to an abrupt end.

Deathly silence, occasional whispers of panic.

Long Chen, Lin Bin and Qianda Po, surrounded by Diewu, Bingling and others, retreated to the main building of the research institute in a hurry.

Guo Chunhai thought about it and made a decision. As soon as he saw Nanxing flying back, and seeing that Long Chen wanted to leave, he hurriedly shouted at the people in the martial arts: "What are you doing here, go and catch Long Chen!"

If you don't get rid of this big black guy today, his reputation will be as bad as a rag, and he will become a shame for cultivating the truth. Not only has the Nanhai Sect become a laughing stock, but I am afraid that other Xiuzhen sects will not be welcome.

The situation forced him, and he had to fight with his life to wash away his shame!

After Hua Rong roared in the sky, he seemed to have regained his clarity, and when he saw Guo Chunhai rushing over, he didn't say much, his huge body rose up, and a roar was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and it was like a tiger roaring and a dragon.

Fist!

Fist!

The big fist of the sand pot lingered with a circle of crimson true qi that was extremely dense, and it seemed to be wearing a red bright fist glove!

The martial artist gasped.

Boxing, this is Boxing, an indestructible Boxing.

Legend has it that only a grandmaster can do it, and condense the fist qi into a fist!

Hua Rong's figure was no longer visible in the pingli, and he only saw the shadow of a fist in the sky, like a meteor and a raindrop, slashing Guo Chunhai's head and covering his face.

Before the fist arrived, and the wind arrived first, the leaves and petals and grass stems scattered in the lawn were velvety, as if they were swept up by a gust of wind, flying and circling in front of and behind Hua Rong. And Guo Chunhai seemed to be forced out of all his potential, his robe was fluttering, his clothes were fluttering, he was stagnant in the forward pounce, he raised his head slightly, and his palms came out together.

Under the cultivation of truth, there is no vanity.

Guo Chunhai was no longer visible on the ground, but thousands of hands suddenly appeared, and it seemed that thousands of lotus flowers bloomed on the flat ground in an instant, meeting the sky full of fist rain.

Dependent arising voidness, and all laws are impermanent. All appearances are vain!

Ambilight, splendid and prosperous, will eventually be blown away by rain and wind.

What you see, what you smell, what you hear, isn't necessarily true.

Hua Rong's fist shadow in the sky is actually only one punch, and Guo Chunhai's thousands of hands are actually only one pair.

The fist is like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating everywhere, and the hand is like a heavy door locked, like the sound of the tide market, and it is not allowed to enter.

This punch is a divine punch!

These hands are Guanyin's thousand hands!

A dense "crackling" fist and palm collision sound, rumbling like a thousand thunders in an instant, but only a loud noise was heard in the ears, the air wave stretched the entire bay as if it was expanding in an instant, the buildings shook and echoed, and the flowers and trees were all dormant.

Hua Rong closed his fists, his hair stood on end, and his clothes were torn.

The power of the martial arts is as good as it gets!

The battle between the Grandmaster and the high-level Qi Refining Masters belonged to another level, and this battle was already the ultimate in the world.

The people in the martial arts were dumbfounded, the observers couldn't come back to their senses, and even Long Chen, Butterfly Dance, and Gandapo also stopped and showed surprised expressions.

Even Nanxing was shocked.

He was sure that without relying on the divine consciousness of magic weapons, relying only on pure physical strength, let alone himself, except for Yu Canghai in the outer gate of the Nanhai Sect, and a few people in the inner gate with the elders, no one could take Hua Rong's god-like punch. Guo Chunhai can hold up with his own shortcomings and strengths, which is really invisible. The fourth outside door, what a joke!

Guo Chunhai's feet didn't touch the ground, and he seemed to be hit by a punch and flew up, and the castration was faster than when he came. He danced with his hands, fluttering like a fairy, still vaguely shouting "South China Sea will win ......" in the air, flew out of the square, flew out of the flower bed, flew out of the beach, flew out of the ...... fell into the sea with a "plop".

Nima, it didn't mean to ride the wind back!

Collective sluggishness.

Nima, a cultivator who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, actually learned from the generosity of heroes, it's too.

Ya almost threw out the last magic weapon, and shouted "Long live the people of the South China Sea" again!

In movies, there is usually such a bridge, and the pig's feet must be hanged, and it is impossible to rescue it if you want to.

Therefore, the people in the martial arts chased to the side of the flower bed, only to see the sparkling waves on the sea, and where to see the figures. A few people who knew how to swim jumped into the sea, were so scalded that they screamed, and returned in vain for a while.

The fire on the surface of the sea was completely extinguished, but the temperature of the sea water rose a lot, and a layer of dead fish and rotten shrimp floated, and the smell was pungent. A few people who went to the sea didn't touch anything, but their skin was covered with a layer of mung bean thick red bumps, which was itchy and unbearable, and they didn't dare to stay longer.

Han Qingke was miserable by Guo Chunhai's loud shout.

Okay, let's only fan the flames and slap our faces at the Mid-Autumn Festival party, and as soon as it's over, we will happily take the bus back, and the family is still waiting to see the moon and eat moon cakes. It's good now, if we want to change our careers to catch people quickly, and don't play like this.

Besides, can we catch Longchen? If you have this ability, Liangyue Wulin will still need to be a lackey?

Fortunately, this stupid donkey can't wait to see the Sea Dragon King, Amitabha!

After Zhang Sanjin washed his hands, Han Qing was able to become the leader of the Liangyue martial arts, he was really not a mediocre person, and he had an arrangement as soon as his eyes rolled.

"The samurai and the woman go to the parking lot, get out of here, quickly!"

The war has begun, and this little bit of the seeds of the two Yue martial arts is not wasted here. If people are finished, we will also become the commander of the light pole.

"You two, take the big guy to catch Longchen. ”

With his back to Nanxing, he squeezed his eyes at the two high-level martial artists.

"The four of us, go and protect Lord Nanxing!"

After waiting for a while, seeing the warrior woman start to flee for her life, the warriors fought with Long Wu, and Han Qing rushed into the ping first. Except that because of bad luck, the horse's fart slapped on the horse's leg, and the guy who was beaten by Guo Chunhai's punch held up his body on the viewing platform, and the remaining three halls hesitated and flew to follow.

From Nanxing's retreat to Guo Chunhai's punch by Hua Rong, it was only five or six seconds. The four guards glanced at each other, nodded tacitly, pulled the steel chain and collapsed straight, stayed for about ten breaths, and suddenly used enough strength, twisted and pushed their wrists together, and the four steel chains flew out with a "whoosh", straight to the South Star, rotating like a wind wheel.

If Man Jianghong is here, he can see that the four true qi in the "wind wheel" are holding on to each other, complementing each other, and pushing the "wind wheel" to rotate forward. The realm of the four people is only the pinnacle of the middle-level hall, but the speed of the flow of breath is amazing, and the transformation is extremely fast, making the true qi in the "wind wheel" surging, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and finally it becomes a cloud of phantoms. With this speed alone, those four steel chains can sharpen iron like clay, not to mention blessing the power of the four palaces, which is equivalent to a joint blow.

A group of martial artists rushed towards Long Chen's departing back, flashy under their feet, weak in their hands, and they were beaten up one after another when they met Long Wuyi, and the screams were extremely loud. There were even those who couldn't squeeze in, so they quickly grabbed a bottle of red wine and knocked it on the door of their heads, dyed their faces red as if they were dripping with blood, and fell crookedly on the seat, squinting their eyes to secretly inspect the situation.

These eight lambs are smart!

When Long Wu saw this situation, he was angry and funny, so his subordinates showed mercy and sent them back one by one, flying high but not falling badly.

Long Wusan punched and kicked back the group of silver-like pewter spearheads, dragged Hua Rong back with Li Tie, and quickly retreated into the main building.

Han Qing jumped into the arena and happened to hit the "wind wheel" head-on. He is also a palace at the peak of the middle level, and he is expected to be invincible, and it should not be a big problem to block one or two shots, so he immediately shrugged his shoulders and pierced his chest for a half-horse step, and the palace's true qi came out of his body, and he bent his wrist to prepare to take down an iron chain.

I didn't know that the four iron chains could be seen clearly when they were shot, but when they were forced to face them, they became a chaotic phantom, comparable to the impeller of an aircraft engine rotating at full speed. What's even more terrifying is that as soon as the released aura comes into contact, it is ruthlessly "cut" off a piece, just like a hundred steel knives cutting tofu.

The neck of the monkey is very short, and the monkey fist simulates its agility and agility, and it is generally necessary to close the neck. After Han Qing shrugged his shoulders and lowered his figure, he habitually shrunk his neck, and happened to avoid the meat grinder-like "wind wheel" in a panic, which can be described as a line of life and death, dangerous and dangerous. However, he avoided it, but the top of his head was cold, and he said goodbye to his head with a circle of scalp, and the blood suddenly became a paste.

The movements of the remaining three halls were a beat slower than Boss Han's, and before they had time to react, they only felt a "whoosh", and a very sharp phantom swept in front of them, and they were all so frightened that their eyes were sour and their mouths were slanted, and a cold sweat broke out.

On the hill a hundred meters away from the research institute, with a long roar that shook the sky, a black shadow rushed down from the post, breaking trees, rubbling and breaking walls, just hitting a team of security guards who hurriedly ran back, and immediately sprinkled a rain of blood, leaving a place of stumps and broken flesh.

This black shadow is like a high-speed train starting at full speed, unstoppable and domineering, passing through the viewing platform of the martial arts seat.

Nanxing's combat experience is almost zero with Bing Ling, and when he saw the four guards paused, he didn't know how to attack them, but he was ashamed that he was forced to retreat by a few laymen. When the "wind wheel" rotates, the power has been achieved, and he knows that he can't fight hard, but he is unwilling to dodge, and he is really reluctant to use magic weapons.

He stood on the rose and trembled, although the picture was beautiful, this hesitation lost the best opportunity to attack and dodge, and when the "wind wheel" was howling with a strong wind, he had to grit his teeth and take out a projectile, which was about to crush it.

With a loud bang, the entire wooden platform burst open, and more than a dozen martial artists who were lying or standing flew sideways.

In the flying wood dust mist, a thick arm stretched out, grabbed and pulled towards the center of the wind wheel.

The four steel chains swirled, but the knot in the center was almost stationary, and it was very easy to be caught. It was dragged down at great speed, and the steel chain that swirled like a wheel immediately turned into a funnel shape, just like an open fan bone.

The "fan bone" continued to retract, and it was bundled into a big stick in just a moment. The strong man flipped his wrist, and the four steel chains integrated into a bundle swirled with the momentum of the flying whirl, and the python wrapped around his arm, bursting out with a string of extremely dense "clucking" sounds, as if thousands of mice were grinding their teeth at the same time in an instant, which made people shudder.

The rabbit rises and falls, and the branches are crossed.

This sudden change happened too quickly, and before everyone could react, the man bent his arms to compete, raised his arm like a heavy iron hoop, and shouted: "Break!"

The refined steel broke inch by inch, and shot out, faster than the bullets.

With the strong man as the center, thousands of broken steel chains radiate indiscriminately, and the people in the martial arts generally cut wheat and fell down again. The observers have left, but they have not suffered from the pond fish.

The cold star flew towards the side of the research institute at hundreds of points, and the four guards hurriedly dodged. But the distance between them was too short for them to dodge, and the sharp steel crumbled in front of them.

One of Long Chen's five guards remained, with a young face like a student who had just left the school, and he had been following closely behind the four of them, as if he was supervising the battle. When the strong man stopped drinking, the student-like guard immediately stepped forward, took out a round object, and waved a group of afterimages, as if a shield was spread on the ground.

Only a dense jingle sound was heard, and the "student brother" took a few steps back, blocking the flying broken steel. The four guards were safe and sound, but the security guards of the research institute in the distance screamed "oops" and three of them fell, and a row of honeycombs appeared on the wooden tables of tables, chairs, and tablets.

The student's hand flickered, and the round thing disappeared, and no one could see what it was.

Among the four halls of martial arts, because the distance was too close, three did not escape this catastrophe. One cheek was pierced and there was not one tooth left, one collarbone was broken alive, the shoulder blade was shattered, a small half of a martial arts was lost, and another had a hole in the chest, and more than half of a life was reimbursed. The sharpness of the broken steel far surpassed that of a bullet, and there was a layer of extremely domineering true qi attached to it, and the aura that cut into their protective body was like steel nails piercing butter.

Han Qing was cut off a round of scalp at first, and he was so shocked that he squatted and made a monkey sit on the ground, but he happened to dodge it. In response to an old saying, if you lose your horse, you don't know if it's a blessing.

The strong man has a thick beard, a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and strong figure, and the muscles are bulging under the tight clothes. This face looks old from afar, but there is not even a trace of wrinkles when you look closely, and at most she is in her early thirties. The ring of bursting steel chains could not penetrate his own chest, and hung neatly on it, falling off with a slight shake, leaving only a small line of eyes on the black shirt.

"What kind of person, report your name!" the strong man frowned, stared at the student brother and asked in a deep voice.

"Hu Xiangzi, scattered cultivation in the mountains and fields, unknown people. "The student brother is not afraid or discreet.

"It's not easy to refine the third layer of qi, why did you become a lackey of the laity?"

"Everyone has their own ambitions, I have my own way!" Hu Xiangzi was calm and calm, protecting the four guards and slowly retreating.

"Good, good, good people have their own ambitions. I hope to wait for your way and don't let me down!" The strong man sneered and didn't stop him.

There were only two dozen people left in the martial arts who could stand up, all of them shrunk into a pile like quails, not to mention that they didn't dare to leave, and even the seriously injured didn't dare to make a sound, looking very miserable and pitiful.

"Senior Brother Canghai, are you here so soon?" Nanxing jumped down from the rose in surprise.

"I've seen Senior Brother Nanxing. Yu Canghai stretched out his left palm, put his right hand on his left elbow so-so, and bowed slightly, which was regarded as a bow. Although Nanxing is young, his status is much higher than him.

The Xiuzhen sect deals with the forces of the laity, just like a hunter deals with a group of monkeys, and is not cautious. However, the mutation of the "Immortal Boiling Sea" was too alarming, and even the captains and elders saw the color change, for fear that Nanxing would lose, so he urgently ordered him to lead the outer disciples to ambush around the research institute.

This is the number one master of the outer sect of the Nanhai Sect in Canghai, and he is extremely talented, and he has cultivated to the fourth level of qi refining at the age of thirty-three. But he is a refining body, although his muscles and bones are unmatched, his divine sense is ordinary, so he can't enter the inner door. The subtlety of the Nanhai Sect lies in the cultivation of divine consciousness, the lack of resources for refining the body, and the exercises are also a big commodity, if you want to go to the next level, you can only send him north to Kunlun to enter the Immortal Valley, but he is reluctant.

Nanxing was still a child, and he didn't have much of a sense of hierarchy, so he immediately jumped forward and grabbed his arm, pointed to the aisle entrance of the viewing platform and said, "The signal car on the side of the building, wait a minute, don't move." It's all up to it to suppress ......"

After listening to Nanxing's chatter, Yu Canghai sneered, looked at the night sky and said: "Snipe and clam are fighting, and there are still fishermen who want to take chestnuts from the fire, it's really interesting." It stands to reason that this piece of sky is forbidden to fly tonight, and even if the fisherman has the courage to go to the sky, he is not far from death. ”