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 the experience of the rivers and lakes was extremely experienced, 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 chains made of four stainless steel were like poisonous snakes spitting letters, and the golden snakes danced wildly, pounced on the southern star from four directions. Not only are the directions of the attacks different, but also the angles and methods are different.

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. Only a string of extremely fine "clanging clicks" was heard, and the four steel chains were entangled together, and he stood on top of the intertwined knots, like a spider spirit waiting for a web.

The hands of the four of them 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 slowly turned around, 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 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 makes people smell and indulge.

Nanxing has a green robe and a bun, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his feet are on the two flower balls, light as nothing, and his body trembles up and down with the flower branches, like a fairy child. And those delicate petals seemed to be glued with dewdrops, and they only drooped slightly, as if they were shy and lowered their eyebrows.

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.

Long Chen, Lin Bin and Qianda Po retreated to the main building of the research institute under the support of Butterfly Dance, Bing Ling and others.

As soon as Guo Chunhai saw Nanxing flying back, and saw 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 it will become a shame for cultivating the truth. Not only did it affect the Nanhai Sect, but even other Xiuzhen sects would not be welcome.

He had to be like this, he had to fight with his life!

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 condense his fist qi into a fist!

Hua Rong disappeared in the ping, and only saw the shadow of the fist in the sky, covering Guo Chunhai.

Before the fist arrived, the wind arrived first, and the leaves, petals, grass stems and velvet in the lawn seemed to be swept up by the 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 fluttered, his forward momentum stagnated, he raised his head slightly, and his palms came out together.

Guo Chunhai was no longer visible on the ground, and he saw thousands of hands meeting the rain of fists.

All appearances are vain!

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!

There was an extremely dense "crackling" sound of fists and palms, rumbling like thunder, but there was only a loud noise in my ears, and the air wave stretched the entire bay as if it was expanding in an instant, and the buildings shook and echoed.

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 people in the martial arts were dumbfounded, and even Nanxing was shocked. He was sure that he didn't rely on the magic weapon divine sense, just relying on pure physical strength, not to mention himself, except for Yu Canghai in the outer gate of the South China Sea Sect, and a few people and elders in the inner gate, no one could take this punch hard. Guo Chunhai hits his own strengths with his own shortcomings, and he can still hold it hard, I really can't see it!

Guo Chunhai's feet didn't touch the ground, 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, still vaguely shouting "...... victory in the South China Sea" in the air, flew out of the square, flew out of the flower bed, flew out of the beach, and fell into the sea with a "plop".

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

Nima, a cultivator who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, actually learned that heroes are generous and righteous, and they are too capable of.

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 hanging, and it is impossible to rescue it again.

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 of them jumped into the sea, were scalded and screamed, and returned in vain for a while.

The fire on the surface of the sea has been completely extinguished, but the temperature of the sea has risen considerably, and there is a layer of dead fish floating, and the smell is pungent. A few people who went to the sea didn't touch anything, but their skin was covered with a fine layer of red bumps, and the itching was unbearable, and they didn't dare to stay longer.

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

Okay, let's just 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. 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 be able 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, which was really not a mediocre person, and his eyes rolled and he had an arrangement.

"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, don't waste it here.

"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 that the warrior woman began to flee for her life, the martial artists had already formed a group with Long Wu, and Han Qing rushed into the Ping first. Except for bad luck, the guy who seemed to have been beaten by Guo Chunhai's punch was still standing on the viewing platform, and the remaining three halls hesitated and flew to follow.

From Nanxing's retreat to Guo Xinghai's punch by Hua Rong, it only took three or four 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" and flew 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, pushing the wind wheel to rotate forward. The realm of the four people was only the pinnacle of the mid-level hall, but the speed of the flow of qi was amazing, and the transformation of Fang Sheng Fang was extremely fast, making the true qi in the wind wheel surging, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and finally turned into a cloud of phantoms. With this speed alone, the steel chain can sharpen iron like clay, not to mention the blessing of the power of the four palaces, which is equivalent to the combined strike of the four mid-level peak halls.

A group of martial artists rushed towards Long Chen's back, flashy under their feet and 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!

Long Wu was stunned when he saw this situation, so his subordinates showed mercy and sent them back one by one, flying high but not falling miserably.

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 the palace of the peak of the middle level, he is expected to be invincible, but it should not be a big problem to block one or two hits, and he immediately shrugged his shoulders and chested 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 knew that the four iron chains could still be seen clearly when they were shot, but when they were forced in front of them, they became a chaotic phantom, comparable to the impeller of an aircraft engine rotating at full speed, where could I still see clearly. What's even more terrifying is that as soon as the aura released by Han Qing came into contact, it was ruthlessly "cut" off a piece, just like a hundred steel knives cutting tofu.

The neck of the monkey is very short, so the monkey fist is generally to be tightened. 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 passed 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 hill, breaking trees and gravel through the wall, just hitting a team of security guards who were hurriedly running back, and immediately sprinkled the sky with blood and rain, leaving a stump of flesh and 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 sees the four guards paused, he doesn't know that he didn't cross the middle, but he was ashamed that he was forced to retreat by a few laymen. When the "wind wheel" rotates, its momentum has been achieved, and I know that I can't fight hard, but I don't want to dodge, so it's really a little 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 suddenly flew flesh and blood.

In the flying dust mist, a thick arm stretched out and grabbed and tugged at 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 grasp. was dragged at great speed, and the steel chain that swirled like a wheel immediately turned into a funnel shape, just like a fan bone.

The "fan bone" continued to retract, and in an instant it was bundled into a big stick. The strong man flipped his wrist, and the four steel chains integrated into a bundle took advantage of the flying whirlwind, and the python wrapped around his arm like a python, and burst out with a string of extremely dense "gurgling" 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 cold star flew towards the side of the research institute at hundreds of points, and the four guards hurriedly dodged, but the distance was too short, and the broken steel approached before they made a move.

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. As soon as the strong man stopped drinking, the student-like guard immediately stepped forward, took out a round object, and waved a cloud of phantoms, 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 behind them screamed "oops" and three of them fell, and a row of honeycombs appeared on the wooden tables and chairs.

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

Among the four palaces of martial arts, because of the close distance, three of them 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. His face looks old from afar, but there is not even a trace of wrinkles when he looks close, and he is only in his early thirties at most. The ring of cracked steel chains did not pierce his own chest, and hung neatly on them, and fell off with a slight shake, leaving only a small line of eyes on the black shirt.

"It's not easy for you to refine your qi at the third level, why did you become a lackey of the laity?" the strong man frowned, stared at the student brother and asked in a deep voice.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, I have my own way!" The student brother was not afraid, and slowly retreated under the protection of the four guards.

"Okay, 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 did not stop him.

There were only thirty or so people left in the martial arts who could stand up, all of them huddled into a pile like quails, not only did they not dare to leave, but even the seriously injured did not dare to make a sound, which was very miserable.

"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, and his right hand sloppily put on his left elbow, and a slight bow was regarded as a bow. Although Nanxing is young, his status is much higher than him.

The Xiuzhen sect does not need to be cautious in dealing with the forces of the laity. However, the mutation of the "Immortal Boiling Sea" was too alarming, and even the captain and elder saw the color change, for fear that Nanxing would lose, so he urgently led 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 already cultivated to the fourth level of qi refining at the age of thirty-three. However, 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 some big road goods, 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 sky and said: "Sandpipers and mussels are fighting, and there are actually fishermen who want to take chestnuts from the fire, which is 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 through the sky, he is not far from death. ”