Xiao Bai instinctively felt that this thin old man was unfathomable, and the feeling he gave himself was actually not much different from the feeling that Jian Xi gave himself in the C-Prison District. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xiao Bai's heart was dark, thinking to himself, how could there be such a mysterious master in every prison area?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Xue's faintly red eyes had already fallen on Xiao Bai, and said, "If you can resist my blow without being defeated, just stay, if you can't resist it, then get out." ”

Saying that, Zhao Xueyin had already moved, he flew over like a terrible night owl in the dark night, and pointed like a sword, pointing at Xiao Bai.

Obviously, in this Nine Shadows Absolute Prison where he couldn't use any cultivation power, Xiao Bai felt that Zhao Xueyin's fingers were really as sharp as a sword, full of aggression.

Even if Xiao Baidang didn't miss the tactics, the whole person entered a state of mixed circle, without revealing the slightest flaw, and sent it with a single punch.

Xiao Bai hit not only a punch, but a round and unleaking momentum, and what Zhao Xueyin hit was also a kind of potential, a sharp and sharp momentum.

It is round like a shield and pointed like a spear, which is the collision of spear and shield.

Fists and fingers struck, and Zhao Xueyin was shocked to take a step back.

And Xiao Bai was directly shocked back two steps, his eyes were shocked, and he felt that the other party's two fingers were really like a sword, piercing the palm of his hand, bringing intense pain to the entire arm.

Zhao Xueyin's blood-red pupils flashed with a hint of surprise, and he blurted out: "Don't miss the battle technique!?Is this what Jian Xi taught you?" before he said this, he looked at Xiao Bai from head to toe, as if he didn't face this young man until this moment.

Zhao Xueyin was surprised, Xiao Bai was even more surprised, this Zhao Xueyin actually knew Jian Xi, and at the same time, he broke through the other party's fighting skills in one word, feeling as if the two knew each other.

Xiao Bai was able to cultivate the method of warfare without missing anything, mainly because of the ability to use the magic clothes, if he bluntly said that he was stealing learning, he would definitely arouse the suspicion of the other party, so he simply echoed and replied: "It was indeed taught by Mr. Jian." ”

Zhao Xueyin narrowed his eyes and said, "As I expected, your method of not missing a flight is so proficient, it can't be self-taught, but Jian Xi actually broke the rules and took the initiative to teach you, it seems that he looks up to you." ”

Xiao Bai's heart was even more strange, Jian Xi or Zhao Xueyin turned out to be acquaintances, and they sounded more familiar, what is this rule? Xiao Bai didn't dare to mess around, just nodded vaguely.

Zhao Xueyin smiled and said, "Huang Yang won't arrange cellmates for me indiscriminately, you took the initiative to ask for it, it seems that you want to learn the old man's 'army-breaking tactics'?"

Xiao Bai was suddenly a little embarrassed, but his own non-leakage tactics didn't seem to be the opponent of the other party, if he really learned Zhao Xueyin's army-breaking tactics, he could naturally defeat the other party, so Xiao Bai also cheekily said: "Yes, Xiao Bai came here to learn, please teach your seniors." ”

"So you are the wings of the red dust?" Zhao Xueyin's eyes flashed, "No wonder even Jian Xi is impressed by you, since Jian Xi's bad rules come first, then the old man will also hand it over to you, sit!"

The two sat on the ground, Zhao Xueyin said: "My army-breaking tactics are completely different from the non-leakage tactics, the two can be described as contradictory combat techniques, the non-leakage tactics pay attention to the dripping water, first stand in an invincible position, and ......only win steadily;

Xiao Bai bowed his head, he just took two steps back, and Zhao Xueyin only took one step back, it turned out that it was not that the method of not missing the battle was not as good as the method of breaking the army, but that the two had different emphasis, and each had its own merits.

"I'll show you again!" Saying that, Zhao Xueyin had already jumped up, and another punch was struck, with Zhao Xueyin's movements, Xiao Bai only felt that a momentum suddenly appeared on this thin body, just like a person suddenly stabbed out the sword hidden in his sleeve, and suddenly rose up, without warning, like a bamboo!

If it is said that the strategy of not missing the battle will spread all over the body, then Xiao Bai will spread the power all over a punch or even a finger.

Even in this Nine Shadows Prison, which shielded the power of cultivation, Xiao Bai could still comprehend the sharpness of this army-breaking combat method, and he thought that with the addition of Xuan Qi, how powerful could this combat technique be?

Xiao Bai first learned this army-breaking tactic just to defeat Zhao Xueyin and obtain the qualification to enter the Jiajian District, but seeing this, Xiao Bai really had the idea of taking the initiative to master this combat skill.

Zhao Xueyin glanced at Xiao Bai and said, "I'll just show you once, you can grasp the essence yourself, you have just been imprisoned for seven days, and you can learn the method of warfare without missing it, naturally you are extremely talented, you don't need me to teach you more." After that, Zhao Xueyin walked back to the stone bed again, closed his eyes and meditated, and no longer looked at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai believed that there was a phantom color cloth, and he would naturally be able to repeatedly demonstrate the essence of Zhao Xueyin's unrevealed tactics to provide him with learning.

It's just that this person has been locked up in the Nine Hells Prison for a long time, how could he have heard of the Wings of Red Dust, and how could he know so well that he had just been imprisoned for seven days? Could it be that although this Zhao Xueyin was deeply imprisoned, he could grasp the information of the outside world in real time?

Xiao Bai didn't think much about it, let Phantom Caiyi create an illusion, and began to practice this powerful combat technique.

......

Nine Secluded Prisons, A Prison District.

The layout of this prison area is different from the other two prison blocks: there is only one prison in Prison A, which does not rely on a rock wall, but is in the middle of an empty cavern, shaped like a birdcage, and the cells are all black steel bars as thick as an arm, which looks unusually strong and heavy.

In the corners of the cell, more than a dozen men sat scattered, and the cage was very quiet, except for a man with white hair like snow in the corner who coughed slightly from time to time.

A tree man walked to the edge of the iron prison and unlocked the cell door, saying, "Dry dragon come out!"

A bald man with a majestic figure rose from the hay, the muscles of this big man's open chest bulged like rocks, and his thick arms were full of dragon tattoos.

A hook-nosed man in the corner looked at the bald man, grinned, and said, "Dry Dragon, I can't understand why you always have the opportunity to go out every month, and we don't have it." ”

The bald man sneered: "I still don't understand this!? Because you are all murderous evils, and Lao Tzu is not." The bald man with the dragon pattern followed the tree man out of the cage and walked towards the iron door that opened in the distance.

The iron door slammed shut, and there was no one else in the prison except for a few prisoners.

As the iron door closed, a cold light flashed in the hook-nosed man's eyes, and he smiled coldly: "The trouble is finally gone." Then he glanced at a skinny man beside him and said, "Take out the things." ”

The man, who was so thin that he seemed to have only one skin left, answered, and immediately spat out a small golden worm from his mouth, which was shaped like a sesame seed, and its whole body looked very hard, slowly crawling in his palm.

As soon as the worm came out, almost all the men in the cell gathered around, except for the white-haired man in the corner who was coughing repeatedly, sitting still and not moving.

(To be continued.) )