A drunken move hit the mountain gate, and the iron rod slashed the poor Kou face door. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

All of Poor Kou's mind was on Yuanshi, even if he saw Lin Zheng's surprise attack, he didn't take it to heart. The young man's cultivation did not pose a threat to him at all.

The golden weighing rod waved casually, and Lin Zheng's stick move had been blocked by him.

The stick move was easily blocked, but Lin Zheng still did not give up.

However, he also seems to know the gap between the two, and in the next few moves, he will no longer touch each other, as long as the opponent's long rod comes, the iron rod will touch and leave.

In the courtyard, there was a sudden sound of clanging weapons.

In an instant, the stick move has gone from drunken hitting the mountain gate to Sanyang Kaitai. The "Fu Demon Stick Method", which is three paragraphs of twelve moves and one hundred and eight sticks, was actually used by Lin Zheng to the second paragraph.

This move is completely in the order of the stick moves, if it is not for the strong killing intent on the iron rod, it is more like the usual practice of stick method.

This was completely Lin Zheng's intentional arrangement, and he knew that his strength was good among his peers, even among martial artists. But in the face of an opponent who was two levels higher, whether it was his internal qi cultivation or martial arts, it was a little embarrassing. Even the most powerful move, the 'Lotus Blossom Magic Method', may not be able to hurt the enemy.

Among the limited means, Lin Zheng could only think of one way. That is to see if you can use the full set of the Fu Demon Stick Method, and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop with the help of the superposition of the power of the stick mana.

But this move is too difficult, with the strength of the poor man, he will not be given so much time at all, and he may only need one move to directly injure him.

When Lin Zheng first took out the Yuan Stone, he also considered whether he could buy the other party through the Yuan Stone. But after seeing the greed in the eyes of the poor man, he immediately dispelled his unrealistic illusions.

There is a kind of person who, the more he gets, the less he will be satisfied, and the poor man is obviously one of them.

It was precisely this that made Lin Zheng think of a possible way to exchange precious yuan stones for precious time. And according to his speculation, the poor man treats money as his life, coupled with his contempt for himself. If you don't perceive the danger, you are likely to ignore the attack and choose to accept the Yuanshi first.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

Under the continuous moves, when the poor Kou caught the fourth Yuan Stone, he finally realized that something was wrong. Although the iron rod in the young man's hand has never had direct contact with him, the strength in it seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

And as the stick move unfolded, the other party's internal qi was also vented in the air, and the poor man who was made by the layers of heat waves was even more irritable.

Lin Zheng, who had always been cautious and forbearing, couldn't help but sigh at the power of the Demon Stick Method when the two stick moves were about to end.

Every time the stick is struck, one out of ten percent of the strength will return to the body, and the same is true for the internal qi. The amount of power and internal qi recovered in these moves does not seem to be much on their own. But the accumulation is really considerable, and they are not simply accumulating, but constantly stacking up to the next move. Only the first four moves increased the power of the stick method by more than three percent.

And from the first move of the second stage, the accumulation of internal qi and strength increased by one percent, reaching two percent. According to this calculation, by the time of the third paragraph, there will be at least a 30% increase. Coupled with the burst of combos from the last move, the 'Lotus Blossom Mystic Method', it may really be able to pose a threat to the enemy.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many Demon Stick moves, and it was too late for its power to explode, I am afraid it would not only be a human-level inferior martial art.

The weapons collided again, and with the force of the impact of the stick, the iron rod in Lin Zheng's hand swirled behind him, and the last move of the second section 'standing still' had been completed.

Lin Zheng finally stopped dodging, and the iron rod was like a windmill, instantly sweeping straight to the waist of the poor man.

Seeing the stick move that came head-on for the first time, the poor man hated it in his heart. If it weren't for catching Yuanshi early, wouldn't it be for the secret guard who had been on the side, and he could be like a wooden man and practice with you?

"Stinky boy, I think it's for your face!" Poor Kou roared, and the golden long rod was also swept away, and the internal qi in his hand was even more than sixty percent.

This kind of internal qi strength may not be taken by the martial artists in the early stage of the Martial Sect. However, he still knew that this young man was worth three thousand taels of gold, so the power of internal qi was only to injure the other party.

'When!'

With a loud bang, the iron rods and gold rods both bounced high.

The poor man's body retreated, his eyes were wide open, and the strength and huge strength of the internal qi coming from the long pole far exceeded his estimate of the other party, and it was more than doubled. Not only did the strength make his hands numb, but the swept internal qi made his meridians burn like fire.

As a result of the first head-on collision, Lin Zheng didn't have time to rejoice, so he frantically used his internal qi to suppress the injuries in his body.

With the characteristics of the Demon Stick Method, his attacks are multiplied. But he has not changed in his cultivation, and the cultivation of the poor martial arts sect in the later period is also real. The force of the shock from the iron rod's attack alone caused a mouthful of blood to gush up his throat.

Forcibly swallowing the blood, Lin Zheng didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, once the stick method was interrupted, it would not be so easy to accumulate strength.

The third stage of the stick method was finally used, and the iron rod turned into a stick shadow and shrouded the poor man under the envoy of the 'Seven Buddhas and Demons'.

At this moment, the poor man was eager to kill Lin Zheng on the spot. But seeing Yuanshi close at hand, he still decided to endure it a little longer.

Although Lin Zheng's strength has improved a little strangely, the poor man is still ready to resist this trick first.

The left hand reached out to the Yuan Stone in the air, and the long pole of the right hand danced,

The golden long pole knocked down the empty space, and the poor man was shocked, where was there a stick shadow in front of him, and the other party's move turned out to be a false move.

Without warning, the iron rod pierced the tumbling stone in the air.

Of course, Lin Zheng knew that although the 'Seven Buddhas and Demon Subduing Techniques' were very powerful under the superposition of stick moves, they had not yet reached the maximum power of the stick technique, and they could not pose a threat to the enemy at all.

He had to repeat his old tricks, hoping to knock the Yuan Stone away and delay more time.

Seeing that his beloved Yuanshi was about to be hit, the poor Kou's heart was like a knife. Yuan stone is extremely valuable, but its hardness is only slightly stronger than ordinary stone.

Although he probably guessed Lin Zheng's purpose of delaying time and would not smash the Yuan Stone, the poor man didn't want to gamble.

At this moment, he could only make a choice, whether to let the opponent hit the Yuan Stone or forcibly catch the opponent's stick with his hand.

His obsession with money made him decide.

The internal qi of the left hand that poked out surged, and the internal qi that came out of the body actually emitted a pale golden light, solidified like a piece of metal.

Lin Zheng didn't expect the other party to make such a move, but this was also exactly what he wanted. The speed of the stick did not decrease but increased, and a spiral energy appeared on the long stick.

The pale golden light of the long stick hitting the poor man's hand made a crisp sound, like a medium iron stone.

Poor Kou was proud in his heart, his gold condensing skills were not to mention the iron rod of a martial artist, and even the inferior Xuan soldiers might not be able to break it.

Lin Zheng didn't care about the pride of the poor at this time, he was surprised by the strength of the other party's protective body, and at the same time, his consciousness was sent wildly, and the spiral qi was condensed into a thin qi cone by his instinctive acceleration.

The spiral energy was spinning rapidly, instantly piercing the golden light and going straight into the poor man's body. Lin Zheng didn't expect that after exercising, his perception would enter at the same time as his internal qi.

The poor man who was holding the Yuan Stone in his hand didn't have time to be happy, but suddenly felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito in his hand. The next moment, a stream of internal qi like a silk thread penetrated into the left hand, and this internal qi was like a hot red iron wire, and the scorching heat made the meridians appear slightly burned once they were touched.

Although he didn't know what this internal qi was, the damage to the meridians was a big deal, and he still cut it off immediately.

The disconnected internal qi not only did not disappear because of the loss of the follow-up, but suddenly expanded, like a raging tornado in the meridians, and the flame of the internal qi kept scraping the meridians in the hands.

Poor Kou was shocked in his heart, and the internal qi in his body was unable to operate in his left hand for a while.

Lin Zheng originally wanted to attack him unprepared with a qi cone with awareness, but found that his internal qi was cut off. Although he missed a great opportunity, he did not hesitate to swing his stick and attack again.

In the face of Lin Zheng's pursuit, the poor man could only retreat with an inexhaustible hatred in his eyes.

'Boom!'

The tall courtyard wall was knocked out of a large hole by the poor men.

In the dust raised, Lin Zheng followed him like a shadow, stepping on the clouds under his feet, and his speed was not slightly worse than that of the poor man.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"