Hiss!" Zhao Yun wiped the blood on the wound, it turned out to be black, and then he saw that the wound was already black, and the scope was still expanding.

"Poisonous!"

"Boy, if you fall for the old lady's desperate heart poison, if there is no antidote, you won't live for half an hour!"

"The most poisonous woman's heart, you, so ruthless!"

"For the sake of the seniors, I don't want to embarrass you, as long as you admit defeat, I will give you the antidote."

"I want to make sure you have an antidote first, cough cough ......" Zhao Yun's face was pale, and he couldn't stand steadily.

"Little brother, my sister is not as slippery as you." The young woman stepped forward and took out a finger-sized pill and shook it in front of Zhao Yun.

"Be careful!" The monk sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly spoke out to stop it, but it was too late, Zhao Yun's robbery had already penetrated the young woman's chest.

"How is it possible...... The young woman knew how powerful the Desperate Heart Sealing Poison was, not to mention the mortal realm, even if there was no antidote in the Martial Breaking Realm, he would definitely die, so he didn't expect Zhao Yun to be able to send such a blow at all.

"Poof!" After Zhao Yun killed the young woman, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became even paler, and he was even half-kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, the two swordsmen rushed up one left and one right, how could they miss such a good opportunity, but the monk's eyes were condensed and did not move, he always felt that Zhao Yun was a little evil.

Sure enough, just as the two swords were close to him, Zhao Yun suddenly burst out, his body spun rapidly, his right hand held the gun to block the two swords, and his left hand instantly snatched the dagger in the young woman's hand and stabbed at the two swordsmen.

After two crisp sounds, the two of them were each colored, and Zhao Yun quickly distanced himself.

"Antidote!"

Sensing the toxin entering their bodies, their faces changed instantly, and they pounced on the young woman and rummaged through her, but found nothing.

On the side, Zhao Yun touched the pill that the young woman took out before and said, "There is only one antidote, who of you is better?"

"Give it to me!" As soon as one of the swordsmen finished speaking, a sword went through his throat, and the other knelt on the ground after the blow: "Give it to me...... Please, I don't want to die."

Zhao Yun shook his head, suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful, and threw the pill over, the swordsman didn't expect him to be so happy, and hurriedly swallowed it in his mouth, but he didn't expect that his throat hurt and tightened as soon as he swallowed it, and then fell straight to the ground and swallowed his breath.

"What's the situation?"

The old man had already seen through everything, "That's not an antidote, it's still poison, this woman has no antidote at all!"

Zhao Yun shuddered, thinking that he would try to provoke women as little as possible in the future.

"Monk, you don't seem to be afraid when they're all dead?"

In the face of Zhao Yun's provocation, the monk was expressionless, and became a Buddha with one hand: "Amitabha, little benefactor, can you let the poor monk live?"

Zhao Yun shook his head, "Among these people, the one I don't want to let go of is you."

"It was all a misunderstanding before."

"It's not because you wanted to kill me before, but you have no Buddha nature for a long time, and you still have to pretend to be a Buddha, and even I think that you have fallen into demons, and letting you go will only harm more people."

The monk glanced at the old man, "In that case, the little monk is going to ask for advice."

"Let the horses come!"

As soon as Zhao Yun's words fell, the momentum on the monk's body suddenly soared, exuding a breathless pressure.

"Old man, isn't your seal working, he doesn't seem to be a martial arts triple strength now, right?"

"Hmph, even if he is in his heyday, don't think about breaking my seal, his current realm is indeed a martial arts triple, but he is physically cultivated, his physical body is strong, and his qi and blood are surging, so his strength is stronger. I want to remind you that the ones you killed just now, although they have the Martial Sect Triple Realm, but because they have been frozen for too long, their body functions have not yet recovered, and their reactions and strength have been affected, which is actually equivalent to the Martial Sect Double. And he's already eliminated the effects of the freeze just now."

"And then?"

"You ask for more blessings, monk, you're welcome, just abuse yourself."

「？？？」 Before Zhao Yun understood what this sentence was interesting, a strong sense of oppression came to him, and he saw the monk's pair of vajra fists blasting like a hammer, as powerful as a tiger.

Zhao Yun did not retreat, the spear was pointed out vigorously, and his fists were met like a poisonous snake, but the result was surprisingly consistent with before, and he flew out with the gun again.

"So strong?" After landing, Zhao Yun's expression became solemn, he had long expected that the monk was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, and his strength was almost equivalent to the four layers of the martial arts.

The monk didn't talk nonsense this time, and he came to the front of him with a kick on the ground, and his fists waved like a cannon machine, dazzling quickly.

"Bang bang bang!" Zhao Yun tried his best to shoot the gun, but where did the two fists swing fast, and he was forced to retreat, which was difficult to parry.

After more than a dozen punches, Zhao Yun's defense line was finally broken through, and the monk's iron fist hit him firmly in the chest, and Zhao Dagongzi immediately spit out a large mouthful of donated blood.

"His grandfather, Yun'er is injured......

"I can't die, don't worry."

It's just two broken ribs, and you really can't die.

After receiving a punch, Zhao Yun did not panic, but quickly pulled away, too close his gun to cast.

But how could the monk do what he wanted, and paste it up like a dog skin plaster, Zhao Yun had already expected it, the spear was stirring rapidly in front of him, and the sharp spear head made the monk have to retreat from the edge.

As soon as the distance was opened a little, Zhao Yun rushed forward unexpectedly, pointing directly at the monk's neck, the monk didn't expect him to come out like this, but he was always calm, and quickly changed his moves, opened the spear with one punch and smashed Zhao Yun's chest with the other punch.

The spear shifted and pierced the monk's shoulder blade, and the fist also hit Zhao Yun firmly in the chest, and the two of them retreated at the same time to open up the distance.

The monk's muscles moved, and the wound was closed, although it did not heal, but at least it did not bleed, this scene Zhao Yun was very envious, the physical cultivation was so strong?

Rubbing his chest, Zhao Yun knew very well that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose, and if he wanted to win, he had to improve his strength, but he couldn't open the martial arts now, right? The Dead Guts realm also has no clue, so what should I do?

"Brush!" While thinking about it, the monk rushed over again, a pair of iron fists slammed and closed, and a series of phantoms were struck, and the great sense of oppression made Zhao Yun's chest dull, and his breathing was affected.

When they meet on a narrow road, they meet on the battlefield, once the momentum is pressed, it is easy to reveal flaws, Zhao Yun was pressed by the monk at this time, and his movements were slightly delayed for a moment, and the monk's big fist hit the barrel of his gun, followed by a punch in the abdomen, Zhao Yun vomited blood and flew upside down on the spot.

Shujuan's tears fell, and she looked at the old man again, and wanted to speak several times.

"Bang bang bang!" After a few moves, Zhao Yun was beaten miserably, I don't know how many bones on his body were broken, and the blood stained his clothes red, and the old man almost wanted to give up.

"Clouds and rain steps, beyond the Gao of the nine rivers, looking at the similarities and differences, and traveling with ...... mind"

It seems that only when he is in the most painful time can Zhao Yun be calmer and his understanding will be higher, and he only has half a life left at this time when he remembered Fu Fang Gong, the top secret technique of the dead soldiers of the empire.

"The rooster cries in the morning, the wild goose flies south, the bird is hidden, and the bear is perched in the cave......" The mantra of the exercise flowed in his heart, the pain on his body began to fade, and the blood in his body began to boil.

"Fu Wanggong?" The old man frowned, and at a glance he could see that Zhao Yun was comprehending the Fu Fang Gong, and he was even more curious about what kind of adventures this guy had during the time he was gone, and he actually obtained the Imperial Top Secret Technique.

"Luohan Demon Fist!" Feeling the change in Zhao Yun, the monk didn't want to give him a chance, a pair of Arhat fists suddenly became three points larger, the fist surface turned golden, and his arms were shocked and exploded.

The sonic boom of the fist is repeated, this punch has at least eighty bull explosions, and the steel can be pierced, if Zhao Yun does not have a way to deal with it, it is likely to be over.

"Bald donkey!" At the critical moment, Zhao Yun roared, and the monk's heart trembled, what is the situation, dare to scold me at this time?

After a little hesitation, the monk's Luohan Town Demon Fist went out of shape, and his momentum dropped a lot in an instant, although Zhao Yun was still beaten dozens of meters away, he was not injured.

"You're despicable!"

"Who says you can't curse in a fight?"

"Watch the poor monk smash your mouth!"

"Watch me poke your filthy stick, it's useless for the monk to keep it anyway!"

The monk decided not to talk nonsense for half a sentence, and directly lay down for him, but what he didn't know was that Zhao Yun took advantage of this gap to deepen his understanding of Fu Fang Gong by three points!

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