Yang Xiong sneaked outside the Funing Palace, only to see that the entrance of the hall was brightly lit and heavily guarded. He was about to move the rotten egg out and throw it, when he suddenly felt an extremely strong wind behind him.

Yang Xiong was slightly shocked in his heart, knowing that he couldn't avoid it no matter what. At that moment, his mind moved, and with a "chirp", his head shrank into his body.

Sneering, Yang Xiong felt that the strong wind was the strength of the claws, and it was hitting his vest. He felt only a sharp pain, but he was not hurt. Although the internal force is only three or four percent, it is also extremely deep. The defense of the turtle shell gong is not something that this kind of yin energy can easily break.

Before Yang Xiong's head stretched out, he immediately started Ling Bo's micro-step, and suddenly, more than three feet to the left.

The sneak attacker was shocked: "Demon, it's really a demon!" He only saw a headless "corpse", and in a flash, it flashed out a few feet away, and it was extremely weird, really like a ghost and evil.

Yang Xiong stretched out his head, only to see a person dangling out from behind the rockery outside the hall, that person was short in stature, looking extremely capable, about fifty years old man. Yang Xiong knew that this must be the so-called Ouchi master!

"Where is the demon, come on!" The big inner master bent his fingers into claws, his arms were like wings, and his shape was like an eagle. As he spoke, he rushed towards Yang Xiong, and his body was swift and incoherent.

"Eagle Claw Gong!" Yang Xiong's eyes froze, he reached into his arms, and quickly opened the caps of the three bottles of sad and crisp breeze.

The master of the inner hall is the martial arts master who Zhao Gou sent people to entrap, it is Sun Lingyun, the head of the Huaiyang faction, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called Eagle Claw Sun. Not only is his kung fu extremely good, but his light skills are also a must-have in the martial arts of the world.

I saw him rushing up, the eagle's claws made a series of moves, and the moves did not leave the 36 big points of Yangxiong, Diao took the locks, and the changes were endless, and his body shape was unpredictable.

Yang Xiong didn't bother to make a move, and unfolded Ling Bo's microstep, dodging his attack. But Yang Xiong didn't dare to withdraw the Turtle Shell Gong, and used the Hundred Spiritual Skills to absorb his internal strength.

When the forbidden army at the gate of the temple heard the sound of fighting outside the palace, they immediately shouted and shouted, but they did not come forward to help in the battle. At this moment, the three of them flashed out, all dressed in civilian clothes.

Yang Xiong saw the three people's body methods, and knew that it should be the same as the eagle claw, they were all people in the martial arts, and they were all masters of the inner world.

Eagle Claw Sun saw that Yang Xiong only defended and did not attack, and his moves became more and more urgent, and he wanted to take Yang Xiong before the other three Ouchi masters arrived, and he was the first to take the lead. At this moment, he only felt that his eyes were tingling, his nose was sore, and tears were pouring out like a spring, and then he felt paralyzed all over his body, and he couldn't move at all.

"You... Poisoning... Despicable and shameless..."Of course, Talon Sun knew that he was not poisoned by the demon law.

Yang Xiong stepped forward and grabbed it, covered the top of his head with the palm of his right hand, and performed the Northern Shengong, like a cow drinking a dragon to suck, and in a few breaths, he absorbed all the internal force of the eagle claw sun. He then threw his body into a pond not far away, like a sack.

At this time, the other three Ouchi masters had already rushed closer, and two of them were holding long swords, separated from the left and right, and attacked from the side.

Yang Xiong saw that the two of them belonged to one faction, but he didn't recognize what kind of swordsmanship it was.

The other person did not step forward, unfolded his body, and circled around Yang Xiong. His arms swung out from time to time, and dense flying knives, darts, flying cones, copper money darts and other hidden weapons, all sorts of them, trajectory from different angles, shooting towards Yang Xiong. The accuracy of the head, the speed of the shot, the strangeness of the technique, the end is incomparable.

Yang Xiong unfolded Ling Bo's slight step, and the watermelon knife moved out, resisting the attack of the two. He swung his head to avoid the hidden weapon that shot at his head and neck, but he didn't care about what was shot at his body.

The reason why Yang Xiong doesn't overwhelm people with force and defeats a few people with real kung fu is because it is completely unnecessary. In that way, they will lose their strength, and they will be very troublesome, so it is better to let them fall directly into the sorrow and fresh breeze.

But the person who used the secret weapon was not within the scope of the sorrowful breeze, and Yang Xiong didn't care about him for the time being.

After a while, two sword melee masters were poisoned and fell to the ground, and Yang Xiong grabbed one of them and began to absorb internal force.

The person who made the hidden weapon was shocked, and his hands poked into the big leather bag behind him again and again, and all kinds of hidden weapons shot out vigorously, dizzying. Cumming on Yang Xiong's body also made him slightly painful.

Yang Xiong sneered in his heart: "I can't cure you?" At that moment, his mind entered the system space, customizing: a powerful magnet as big as a tombstone

"Ding, 30 cool points, double 60 cool points in customization. ”

Yang Xiong immediately decided to exchange it, moved out, and stood at his side. The total number of cool points dropped to 590 points.

The person who used the hidden weapon was dumbfounded, only to see that the hidden weapon he shot out all changed its trajectory, and it was sucked away by the black tombstone. What puzzled him even more was, "Where did that thing come from?" He gritted his teeth and said in his heart, "In that case, I have no choice but to use my bottom-pressing technique! Two colleagues, I'm sorry!"

The man pulled out a small leather bag and took out a seven-spice thunderbolt. This seven-spice thunderbolt was made by him at great cost, and as soon as it was thrown out, it exploded on touch. After exploding, the poisonous mist was filled, and the poisonous mist was made of seven kinds of highly poisonous flowers and plants, which was not only violent, but also certain to death between a few breaths, and there was no cure at all.

The man's face was cautious, and with a wave of his hand, a black bead flew out.

"Phew......Peng...."The black bead was sucked away by the magnet tombstone and exploded.

The explosion was not very powerful, but after the explosion, the smoke filled the air, quickly enveloping the area for several kilometers, and continued to spread in all directions.

Yang Xiong only felt a strange aroma coming to his nose, and the aroma and taste kept changing, which was full of fun. When Yang Xiong heard it, he felt refreshed and comfortable. But seeing that the two masters who were absorbing their internal force, their faces turned black in an instant, and they lost their breath.

Yang Xiong knew that this aroma contained high poison. But after eating the red toad, it smelled not poisoned at all, but was infinitely useful, and immediately opened his mouth, swallowed the clouds and spitted out the mist, and inhaled it.

The man screamed and jumped to his feet, "What? it can't be!" He rubbed his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that Yoo was indeed standing in the poisonous mist, swallowing heavily, his eyes narrowed, and making a very comfortable expression.

"Ghost...." The man turned around and fled, and after a few ups and downs, he fled into the distance and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xiong didn't pay attention to him, took a few more breaths of the strange fragrance, and rushed towards the palace gate.

Those forbidden troops were extremely shocked when they saw the four great masters, three defeats and one escape. But the duty is in his body, how dare he escape, he still blocks the door.

As Yang Xiong ran, nine top-notch rotten eggs moved out and threw them away. The sound of ping-pong rang out, the stench spread, and the forbidden soldiers vomited again and again.

Yang Xiong rushed straight over, and the powerful King Kong palm was slapped out again and again, and the masculine palm power was superimposed, and the forbidden army in front was like a dead leaf in the wind, and it was provoked to fly away, forming a road when it landed. Yang Xiong rushed in, smashing three bottles of sad breeze to the ground one after another. The stench of rotten eggs is the first line of defense, and the sad breeze of breaking and evaporating faster is the second line of defense.

Yang Xiong unfolded Ling Bo's micro-steps, and hurriedly searched for Zhao Gou in the various rooms in the hall.