Yi Changxiao realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly used the Qiankun Great Shift Divine Skill to transfer the internal strength of the Xuanming Divine Palm to his feet, but some of the cold poison had already invaded the meridians, making it difficult for Yi Changxiao to make a counterattack.

At this time, the opponent's palm power disappeared out of thin air, and before Yi Changxiao could react, the opponent kicked like a sea fishing moon, hooked his knife-holding hand, and immediately kicked the dragon slaying knife away.

Yi Changxiao ignored the dark injury, and snatched it away, and suddenly heard a faint sound of breaking the air in the dark night, and he hurriedly danced his sleeves to block a few flying needles shot from the darkness.

However, with such a slow step, the dragon slayer knife has fallen into the hands of the attackers.

I saw the Hundred Damage Daoist holding the Dragon Slaying Knife and laughing, "The treasure is in hand, let's withdraw!" ”

"Stop them!"

The four Dharma Kings followed the clothes and roared upward, surrounding the Hundred Losses Daoist.

The Hundred Losses Daoist sneered, "I just took the heads of a few of you Demon Sect leaders, and you can also ask for merit in front of Your Majesty!" ”

Yi Changxiao said angrily at this time: "It turned out to be the lackey of the Yuan Court!" Come on! ”

Don't leave your hand at the moment, and rush forward.

Shrill laughter was heard again in the darkness, accompanied by several flying needles.

The Dharma King rushed to the front, and was the first to be hit, and the acupuncture point was hit by a needle, and he fell to the ground.

The Light Dharma King turned on the Flame Divine Palm, threw the flame in his palm to the place where the flying needle shot, and the firelight ignited the dead leaves and grass in the bamboo forest, only to see a figure in a red costume chuckle flashed.

Yi Chang roared: "The three of you go and intercept him, be careful of this person's secret weapon." ”

The three Dharma Kings immediately went to the bamboo forest, and Yi Changxiao chased after the Hundred Loss Daoists to fight with him again.

The Baiyi Daoist is not good at knife skills, so he pushed the dragon slaying knife and nailed it into the trunk of the big tree next to him, until it reached the handle, so even if someone wanted to take the knife, it would not be possible to do it at once.

Then he turned around and fought with Yi Changxiao, who was afraid that the opponent's Xuanming Divine Palm was powerful, and it seemed to be attacking but actually defended and counterattacked with the Qiankun Great Movement Technique.

He had already transferred the Qiankun Great Movement to the fourth layer, and among the previous sect masters, only the eighth generation of the Zhong Sect Master had practiced to the fifth layer, but on the day of his success, he went mad and died.

Therefore, being able to practice to the fourth layer is already the limit of the ability of the previous sect masters, which is quite remarkable.

The Hundred Losses Daoist didn't know the mystery of the Great Shift, and when he saw that Yi Changxiao's defense was more than enough and the attack was insufficient, he successively used the Xuanming Divine Palm to apply cold poison true qi to attack wildly.

Yi Changxiao only stood in place, and stretched out his palm after palm when he came.

After connecting the seven palms, his face turned from red to blue, and he said coldly: "It's my turn!" ”

Speaking of merging palms launched!

A violent and extremely cold true qi suddenly erupted like a torrent and smashed towards the Hundred Damage Daoist, the Hundred Damage Daoist's eyes widened, he screamed, and flew back with all his strength!

Yi Changxiao's palm absorbed the power of the seven palms of the Hundred Losses Daoist and merged them into one, and then used the way of others to govern his body! Naturally, the power is endless!

If it weren't for Yi Changxiao's own lack of internal strength, the process of absorbing the palm power of the Hundred Losses Dao people would have been lost, and only half of the power of each palm would have been truly fused, otherwise the power would have doubled.

The Hundred Losses Daoist suddenly suffered half of the power of his seven palms combined, and of course he was caught off guard, retreated again and again, and let go of the dragon slaying knife.

Then the chief of the clothes took a step forward and was about to pull out the dragon slaying knife, but suddenly the meridians were in severe pain, and patches of frost formed on the surface of his body.

The Hundred Losses Dao man gasped and said with a smile: "How can the poor Dao palm power be so easy to bear, Sect Master Yi, your internal strength is only comparable to mine, connect my seven palm powers, do you really think that all of them can be digested?" ”

Yi Changxiao turned his head in shock, only to see that although the Hundred Losses Daoist was injured, he obviously still had the strength to fight, and this knife was probably not easy to take.

In the stalemate between the two, a figure in a night suit suddenly rushed in.

The two of them were taken aback, and at the same time they slapped at the man.

The man was not polite, he raised his palm to meet the two of them, only to feel a pure yang fiery true qi burst out!

This person's internal strength is actually extremely pure, forcing Yi Changxiao and the Hundred Damage Daoist to retreat more than ten steps at the same time, and then holding the handle of the dragon slaying knife, only to pull it out easily, and the dragon slaying knife has been pulled out.

After snatching the sword, the man did not look back, and immediately performed the supreme light skill, leaped onto a wooden boat like a volley, and was about to leave with his oars.

It turned out that the boat was leaking and had been submerged in a deep layer under its feet.

Surprised, he jumped onto several nearby ships, and that was the case.

As a last resort, the man could only fall back to the shore, shake his head and sigh.

"Which friend scuttled through all the boats? It's quite far from the shore, and if you don't have a boat, you won't be able to swim back to the shore with a knife. ”

When the people on the island heard that there were still people lurking in the dark, they all looked around to search.

At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan sneaked out of the river and said, "The dragon slaying knife, no one can take it away!" ”

The Red Leaf Eunuch jumped to the side of the Hundred Lost Daoists, and the several Dharma kings who had just fought with him in the bamboo forest also ran out with a heartbeat, obviously not only did not take advantage, but also suffered a lot of losses, and everyone was disgraced.

But they were already badly drained and wounded, and it was remarkable that they could fight like this.

The Hundred Losses Daoist laughed and said, "General Fan can do it!" Since the ships have sunk, if these people don't leave again, when the morning dawns and the imperial army arrives, then they don't want to leave. ”

The Red Leaf Eunuch also looked at Fan Zhuoyuan, and there was greed in his eyes.

Now that the situation is clear, the imperial court has an absolute advantage.

Yi Changxiao said to the man in black: "This friend, if you don't want to give the court a pot of stew, we might as well join forces temporarily." ”

The man in black looked Fan Zhuoyuan up and down, stuck the dragon slaying knife on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to grab the knife, let's talk about it after fighting!" ”

Of course, Fan Zhuoyuan had guessed that the other party must be Zhang Sanfeng, but he was surprised that Guo Xiang was not there.

He grabbed the knife in order to hand it over to Guo Xiang, and then complete the third task.

The reason why Zhang Sanfeng was not allowed to take it away directly was because he was worried that the other party would directly hand over the dragon slaying knife to Guo Xiang after leaving, so he didn't know if his task would be successfully completed.

Thinking of this, Fan Zhuoyuan did not hesitate and rushed forward.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped on a false step, pressed down with one palm, and led forward with one palm, which is a typical cotton palm martial arts starting style, it seems that he knows that Fan Zhuoyuan's boxing method is just and violent, and he intends to use softness to control rigidity.

Fan Zhuoyuan came out of the gate like a tiger, stepped forward and stabbed his front hand one after another, and in one breath, he stabbed eighteen punches in a row, of which seven punches used real strength and eleven punches used weak strength.

Zhang Sanfeng slapped his fist with his hand, and completely kept up with Fan Zhuoyuan's punch speed in this breath, but he only slapped seven palms, just on top of the seven punches with real strength, and pulled them away from being injured, but he didn't even look at the weakness of the eleventh punch.

Fan Zhuoyuan was shocked, this blow was tempting, it was enough to see that Zhang Sanfeng was the person with the highest martial arts realm among the people he had seen.

This does not refer to cultivation, but to a state of intuition that combines many aspects such as eyesight, experience, qualifications, and confidence.

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When martial arts have reached this realm, many times the reaction is not based on the brain, but on the instinct of the body.

A warrior in this state, even if he loses consciousness for a short time, his own body can also make a combat instinct by virtue of the perception of danger, and only with such an instinct can the reaction speed break through the limits of the human body, identify all false moves, and gain insight into the enemy's flaws.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes even had a smile that saw through everything, as if reminding Fan Zhuoyuan to use all his strength and not to make senseless temptations like a child.