Wang Yunlong gently blew out the lamp, and lay there for two hours, and Lu Cheng was impatient. At this time, it was already midnight, the cold wind was howling, Lu Cheng was in the middle of the sixth layer of internal strength, but he also felt a little cold, Wang Yunlong was only the third layer of internal strength, I am afraid that his body was about to freeze.

But at this moment, Wang Yunlong lit the lamp again, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his body and poured out a black pill. Wang Yunlong slowly raised the black pill, and after about half a cup of tea, he took the pill to the lamp to inspect it, but his face showed a look of discoloration, and the pill did not change at all. But he didn't give up and raised the pill again. At this time, snowflakes suddenly drifted in the sky, and the direction of the wind also changed, and soon, Lu Cheng found that the black pill had changed color.

Wang Yunlong also quickly discovered this situation, the pill that was originally pure black suddenly appeared in blue, yellow, white, and red. His hands trembled a little, and when he put the pill back into the porcelain bottle, he almost dropped it on the ground. I finally packed the pills and quickly prepared to go back.

But Wang Yunlong, who was too excited, made a mistake in his busyness, and his body accidentally touched a branch. He was close to the guards on the mountainside, and it was silent in the middle of the night, and it was impossible for any animal to come out. The guards immediately raised the alarm!

"Someone!"

"What people!"

Immediately, several long whistles rang out, prompting the other guards to quickly echo. Soon, the whole mountainside whistled one after another. As soon as the whistle sounded, many people began to rush here, Wang Yunlong felt that something was wrong, maybe he would have to explain to Datong Mountain tonight.

Wang Yunlong didn't expect the guards of Datong Mountain to be so strict, he immediately blew out the lights, but his body didn't dare to move. As long as he moves, he will immediately become the target of public criticism. But even if he doesn't move, the guards of the three major families will slowly surround him. Although his body was almost stiff, Wang Yunlong was sweating profusely at this time. He is just a martial artist with a third-level internal strength, and if he is found here, no one will collect his body when he dies.

The footsteps of the guards were getting closer and closer, and Wang Yunlong felt that his heart was about to jump out. After finally finding the trace of the four-colored fruit, is hope about to be dashed again?

At this moment, Song Haoran, who was closest to this place, had already arrived, he was the peak of the seventh layer of internal strength, although Wang Yunlong hid it well, but he couldn't hide it from him at all.

"The third layer of internal strength also dares to come to Datong Mountain. Song Haoran has been holding back the fire in his heart for this time, and he has nowhere to vent, he is like an eagle pounced on a rabbit, still in the air, and hit Wang Yunlong with a palm.

The seventh layer of internal strength and the third layer of internal strength are like the difference between an elephant and an ant, Song Haoran brought up an amazing momentum, and before the person arrived, it had already made Wang Yunlong tremble. Although he knew that there were many martial artists on Datong Mountain, he didn't expect that the first one to shoot at him would be a martial artist at the peak of the seventh layer of internal strength. He didn't have the idea of fighting back at all, the only thought was to escape!

Wang Yunlong couldn't care about hiding himself anymore, he rolled down the mountain, and the whole person suddenly fell down. Although this posture is very ugly, as long as it can save his life, who cares if the posture is ugly or not?

But no matter how fast Wang Yunlong is, it will be difficult for him to escape from Song Haoran's men. His indulging technique had been perfected, and although it was pitch black in the woods, he could hear and distinguish the position, and locked on to Wang Yunlong. Moreover, his sharp palm wind just now had already swept Wang Yunlong, and Wang Yunlong had already been seriously injured.

At this moment, Wang Yunlong felt as if his internal organs were overturning the river and the sea, even if his body rubbed against the ground sharply, he couldn't feel a little pain. He kept pushing the ground with both hands, as if he was sliding on the ground, he just wanted to go down the mountain quickly and escape from Song Haoran's palm as soon as possible.

Song Haoran was like a cat playing with a mouse, his face was extremely hideous, he wanted to torture Wang Yunlong slowly, and take revenge on Wang Yunlong for all his resentment towards Lu Cheng. The century-old foundation was destroyed, his sons and guards were killed one after another, and he didn't know what he would face in the future.

Song Haoran's indulging technique was much faster than Wang Yunlong's embarrassment, and when he was about to catch up with Wang Yunlong, he slashed at Wang Yunlong with one palm. This palm, not to mention hitting, even if it is swept away, I am afraid that Wang Yunlong will not be long in life. However, just as he was about to strike out, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the side. These hands seemed to appear out of thin air, as if they had been waiting for Song Haoran to take the initiative to send them to the door.

Song Haoran was horrified in his heart, he changed the direction of the palm that wanted to slash at Wang Yunlong, but even if he forcibly turned, at most, he would use twenty percent of his internal strength. And those hands are twelve percent internal strength, and the attack is his weakest right rib.

No matter how powerful a martial artist is, there will always be weaknesses. If you can find his weakness, maybe a three-year-old child can easily knock him down. But now, it was not a three-year-old child who found Song Haoran's weakness, but a martial artist in the middle of the sixth layer of internal strength. He is naturally Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng originally wanted to lure away the guards on the mountain, but Song Haoran chased after Wang Yunlong fiercely, and he was afraid that if he was slow for a moment, Wang Yunlong would die on the spot. Lu Cheng's induction can tell him about Song Haoran's situation at any time, and Song Haoran at this time has exhausted his internal strength and has not yet given birth to new energy. At this moment, Song Haoran was like an ordinary martial artist, and his defense power was reduced to the lowest point.

In fact, every martial artist will have such a situation when they are fighting. It's just that this situation is extremely short-lived, and it is difficult for opponents to master. Only like Lu Cheng, who has a range of 32 zhang of induction, can he anticipate the enemy's opportunity. Moreover, Lu Cheng used the body method he had just realized this time. He stood there, and when Song Haoran approached, he suddenly made a move, hitting Song Haoran's right rib at an incredible angle.

From the moment the palm knife touched Song Haoran's body, Lu Cheng's body suddenly tilted to the left front, and he wanted to exert the power of his knife to the limit. The sound of the ribs being broken, Lu Cheng could hear it clearly. This made Lu Cheng suddenly feel a sense of joy, and at this moment, in his mind, the figures of Lu Zhong, Xie Naxin and Zhao Siyan actually appeared. They are bowing their heads slightly, which is encouragement and expectation.

Lu Cheng suddenly understood that the reason why Zhao Siyan didn't let himself clash with Songjiazhuang anymore was not because he really thought about this grievance. It's just that he knows that with his own strength, if he has a hard fight with Song Jiazhuang, it will just be an egg hitting a stone. In fact, if they have the strength to bulldoze Songjiazhuang, they will naturally be happy to see it.

Lu Cheng's palm was used again, passing through Song Haoran's lungs, directly grabbing his heart, and then pinching it hard! Song Haoran suddenly let out a scream, and at the same time hit Lu Cheng's chest with both palms......

PS: I didn't actually have any recommendations this week, but the clicks and recommendations were pretty good, which is something to be proud of. Only collection, ups and downs, ask for a collection.

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