Han Ping'er unconsciously sat cross-legged, the vast internal force in his body was surging, according to this martial arts program, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in the body were surging endlessly, and the various entrances and acupoints that were not easy to walk to on weekdays were unobstructed.

Pulse breaking, belt pulse breaking, yin stilt pulse breaking yang stilt pulse breaking, yin dimension pulse breaking, yang dimension pulse breaking......

Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian Broken, Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian Broken, Foot Yang Ming Stomach Meridian Broken, Hand Sun Small Intestine Meridian Broken......

In addition to the two veins of Ren Du that had been broken a long time ago, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the twelve veins of the Zheng Jing in his body had all been broken at this moment.

For a while, I only felt that the true qi in my body was agitated, vast, and the meridians of my body seemed to have a Yangtze River flowing rapidly, flowing more and more rapidly, and flowing faster and faster......

At this time, Situ Congyun was looking at He Budao with a look of contempt.

"Master He, the wind and rain are urgent, they are always impatient to attack the rocks, but the years have changed, time flies, and the rocks are still the same!"

"There's another trick, don't rub it off, let's do it quickly!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard an explosion in my ears, like a muffled thunder, deafening.

He turned his head and saw an arc-shaped aura like a substance rushing towards him, he stiffened and did not move, and resisted this terrifying aura with the magic of King Kong Incorruptible Fossils.

When I squinted my eyes, I saw pieces of rags scattered all over the sky!

Between the scattered pieces of cloth, there is a figure!

It was Han Ping'er who broke out of the bag!

"My Qiankun is a bag!" The shock in his eyes was incomprehensible, Situ Congyun was shocked, compared to the rupture of the Qiankun bag, what made him even more frightened was that Han Ping'er broke out of the bag intact.

Since he obtained the Qiankun One Air Bag, he has followed the beggar gang leader Zhao Meiwen to experience hundreds of encounters, whether it is the water and land festival battle against Shaolin monks, or the worship of the mountain Wudang, breaking the seven-star sword formation in Tianzhu Peak!

Every battle is easy to play, but as long as he does not take the initiative to untie the bag, no one can break out of the bag.

And at this moment, this Han Ping'er was able to successfully escape from this Qiankun bag and damage his beloved treasure!

He was horrified......

"Ancestor!" Han Ping'er broke out of the bag and came to He Budao's body and said.

Why don't you look at the young man in front of you, only to feel an inexplicable sense of closeness in your heart, and when you look closely, you find that there is an indescribable familiarity between his eyebrows.

"Are you...... Ping'er? He asked tentatively.

"Yes, Patriarch!" Han Ping'er nodded heavily.

"Ping'er, it's really you!"

"Ping'er!"

Bi Chong, Han Linglong, and Huawei were overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward, Han Ping'er and the three masters were separated for more than 20 years, and they had endless words, and they couldn't stop talking for a while, but they made Situ Congyun on the side messy.

"Grinding and chirping, I have to talk about it after I finish the fight, there is one last trick left!" Changhongzi said loudly.

Only then did Han Ping'er realize that there was still a big trouble that had not yet been solved, so he walked up to He Budao and said, "Ancestor, can I complete this last move for you?" ”

"Good!" He Budao handed the Kunlun sword in his hand to Han Ping'er, and said: "King Kong is not bad, the fossil skill is very powerful, it is said that only the ancestor of the sect of the Afterlife Gate has practiced, you can hold this Kunlun sword, you can add a little more certainty." ”

"No!" Han Ping'er waved his hand confidently, looked at Situ Congyun, who was standing proudly not far away, and said, "I will complete this last move for the patriarch, do you dare?" ”

"Haha!" Sima Congyun laughed and said, "Why don't you dare, but after three moves, if I am intact, your Kunlun faction must listen to my beggars!" ”

Han Ping'er smiled and didn't answer, the index finger, middle finger, thumb, and ring finger of both hands poked out like lightning one after another, and then the little fingers of the left and right hands were handed out out out of thin air.

The group of heroes saw him standing in place, moving non-stop, although his posture was elegant and free, but he was still dozens of meters away from Sima Congyun, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd.

Sima Congyun also looked puzzled, thinking in his heart, isn't this guy locked up in the Qiankun bag and his brain is broken?

Just when everyone was puzzled, they were shocked to see the six sword qi volleying into the air, as fast as lightning, extremely fast!

Every sword qi was like an invisible sword, and in an instant, it penetrated Sima Congyun's body.

"But that's it, the three tricks are over, it's time to ...... I ......" Before Sima Congyun finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a thud, and everyone was shocked to find that there were six thick round holes on his gray-brown body.

And at this moment, Mo Xiaobai also saw that one of the traders who had been watching from the sidelines screamed and turned into a little starlight and disappeared.

This person was the one who communicated with him on the boat that day and called himself Makino.

……

Sima Congyun's death was beyond the expectations of everyone present, and even Zhao Meiwen, the leader of the Beggar Gang, did not expect that Sima Congyun, who was invincible in the past, would be defeated so quickly.

Han Ping'er defeated Sima Congyun in one move, and did not stop, on tiptoe, and rushed towards the culprit Omen Meiwen.

"Quick, stop him!" Facing the menacing Han Ping'er, Zhao Meiwen ran towards the outside of the hall in a panic, and said urgently, "If you can't stop him, you don't want to get the antidote again!" ”

"Amitabha, why do young heroes have to work hard!"

"Half a step forward, don't blame this for being ruthless!"

Master Xuanmiao, Song Shuqing, Master Lingyun and others all stopped up.

But how can they resist Han Ping'er, who has achieved great achievements!

With both hands in the palms, a simple void was shot out, and there was a surging palm roaring away, and Master Xuanmiao, Song Shuqing and others were beaten on their backs.

Passing through the crowd of heroes, Han Ping'er saw that Zhao Meiwen was close at hand, and his left hand reached out, and he wanted to grab his shirt.

Who expected him to suddenly turn around, holding a gray wooden box in his left hand, and quickly opened it, and saw more than 20 silver needles shooting out of the small hole of the wooden box!

Rainstorm pear blossom needle?

Han Ping'er was not flustered, his right hand punched out, and a three-foot qi wall appeared out of thin air in front of him, although the silver needle was fierce, but it was never able to enter the air wall for half a step, and it fell to the ground with a drip.

Seeing that the pear blossom needle had failed, Zhao Meiwen was even more flustered and rushed towards the outside of the hall again.

But how could Han Ping'er let him go, he caught up with him in two steps, and grabbed his shirt!

"Still want to run?"

"You let go, let go of me!" Zhao Yiwen kept struggling to resist, but no matter what he did, he couldn't get out.

In the panic and struggle, the hairpin on his head was accidentally touched to the ground, and Han Ping'er suddenly found that its green silk like a waterfall slipped down, and a few strands of hair swept across his cheeks in the breeze.

Han Ping'er suddenly withdrew her hand, looking surprised: "You, you, are you a woman?" ”