The white tiger holds the momentum, the military spirit is used, and the foundation is in the potential.

This was the key that Su Gu Yuanduo thought of when he photographed the atrium of the dojo.

When the insect reaches the enemy, he will definitely use various methods to take the lead, such as deliberately being stabbed and rising one after another, the purpose of which is to create an invincible and invincible situation. As long as he is timid and retreats, his momentum will only get stronger and stronger, and eventually he will be destroyed.

Su Guyuan wanted to go up and slash in the face of natural disasters, how could he be frightened by his tricks.

I wasn't timid before, but now that I have condensed my true body, it's even more impossible. He believed in the principle that when the enemy was arrogant, he would be more arrogant than he was.

Su Guyuan's Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound originated from the Stranger Martial Arts Array, which was originally the only way to stimulate blood and qi. At this time, it was used on the eight-armed true martial arts, and the speed was even faster, as fast as a streamer lightning shuttling in the night sky, and it came first, stopping in front of the insect that flew out first.

The insect master was in mid-air, and his posture had not yet been adjusted, and the giant monument in Su Guyuan's hand once again carried the power of wind and thunder, and it sank to the ground with great momentum.

At the last moment, Worm transformed into a shield and blocked the blow.

Zheng ......

The stele slammed into the shield with a dull humming sound that resounded throughout the dojo, like striking a bronze ancient bell with a stake wrapped in cotton.

The giant monument that was blocked by the shield of the worm, but it could not stop the endless force of the angry tide, and it was smashed again and flew over the dojo.

Su Guyuan was in mid-air this time, with nowhere to borrow, so he didn't catch up in time.

Falling to the ground helplessly, Su Guyuan glanced up, and saw that the true body of the white tiger holding the power of the insect was already broken, and two fingers on the giant palm had been broken.

And he is no better, the eight-armed true martial arts have just awakened, although the name is eight-armed, but there are only two arms at present. Now there is not much True Qi left on the Killing Dao Fruit, and there is only the power of three moves at most.

His weapon was even more miserable, and after two blows, the monument was less than five feet long, about the same as a long straight knife, and only three feet wide, looking like a black stone ruler.

The Worm Realm is one order higher than Su Guyuan, and he is a big man in the Four Ming and Six Dao Sword and Soldier Dao, of course, it is impossible to admit defeat easily.

He adjusted his posture in the air, and the blood of his body that had lost his head and heart poured into it, and it was splashed in Dao Ning's extraordinary dojo one after another, like in the next never-ending terrifying blood rain.

"You're a monk, what's your name?" The White Tiger's true body was in tatters, but its arrogance did not diminish in the slightest, and the air around it was full of ripples, and there were countless invisible weapons ready to move.

When Su Guyuan heard this, he reacted, the two sides had been fighting for so long. Wormda really never asked who she was.

This made Su Guyuan even more angry, he didn't even know who he was, and when he came up, he was cutting cause and effect, suppressing momentum, and robbing with swords. Why is it so arrogant?

The more angry he was in his heart, the calmer Su Guyuan's tone became, and he said, "Su Guyuan, Su Guyuan's Su." ”

Worm's true body writhed and deformed in the air, and said, "I remember, your sword strength is stronger than Ning Bufan, and you will die as you deserve." ”

"No, I'll live my life freely." Su Guyuan replied as he combed the True Qi of the Eight-Armed True Martial Arts. He knew that Worm Da was stalling for time, and was ready to unleash the strongest Dao method to kill with one blow.

Su Guyuan also thought so, and he also planned to take out the last hole card tonight and send the Daoist Senior Brother Worm on the road.

Just when Su Guyuan had already finished pranayama and was ready to strike first. Suddenly, I felt a slight disturbance in the field, and more than twenty faceless protectors appeared outside the dojo.

These road guards are different from the previous ones, their realm is higher, they are all three or four grades of Heqi, and what they hold in their hands is not a causal shuttle, but two rolling back double knives, together, like a pair of big scissors.

These should be strokes or scouts.

Su Guyuan's face became solemn, and Worm Da actually left his hand behind.

Now the two of them are like two red-eyed tigers, scarred but evenly matched. As long as one side has a little more strength, it will upset the balance.

This is also the potential, and Wormda always tries his best to make his potential superior to his opponent. It really brought the characteristics of the white tiger's power to the extreme, and it is not a loss to be an old monk of the sword and soldier.

But Su Guyuan didn't seem to see these protectors, and he didn't even deflect his eyes a little, and let them rush towards him.

Boom.

A heavy sword smashed on the path of the guard, Yan Xiu bit the braid in her mouth, and walked out of the sword room solemnly, she didn't know what was going on, but her breath soared, and she had the strength of the four grades of Heqi.

"Brother Su, let's stop them. Ning Bufan recovered immediately. ”

Su Guyuan nodded, the insect is powerful, of course he has it.

Ning Bufan has been the No. 1 in Siming for more than ten years, and it is impossible for him to be abolished so easily in the hands of a protector of the second grade of Heqi.

When he asked him for cause and effect before, Su Guyuan knew that his fighting spirit was not extinguished, and his fighting spirit was still there.

The intention of war is there, but the people are not there.

The only explanation is that he was waiting for an opportunity.

Now is not the chance to win, but it is the most suitable time to fight against the water and fight a sword of life and death.

When Worm Da saw Yan Xiu appear, his breath changed, and he actually hesitated.

The momentum cannot be long, and the other will rise.

The momentum-based White Tiger held the momentum, but he hesitated.

Worm Da reacted immediately, knowing that he had made a big mistake, the giant arm suddenly opened five fingers, and the dark air seemed to open countless mouths, and the sword intent that had been taken away from the weapon rack in the dojo before burst out like hail.

The spirit of the soldiers is long and starry.

Su Guyuan stood in place, not moving, this was not the strongest move of the worm.

He could feel that this was just a small means of guarding against his own surprise.

The eight-armed True Martial reacted on its own, and the True Qi covering his whole body came out of his body. A translucent white phantom was formed three feet outside Su Guyuan's body, like an angry King Kong.

The sword intent hail was not wasted, and all of them smashed on the eight-armed true martial arts, smashing out dense sword marks.

And the eight-armed true martial arts itself has the growth power of the bloodline Dao fruit, and when the hail smashes a hole, he makes up for one.

For a while, the sound of sneering breaking the air continued to sound, and the body of the eight-armed Zhenwu Zhenqi was like a pool of spring water, constantly injured and repaired.

This is a contest between destruction and growth.

Su Guyuan's body was also constantly injured and healed.

I don't know how long it took, Su Guyuan felt that the rhythm of the sword intent hail had changed, and his strength had also weakened slightly.

Worm was backing up, and he was ready to flee.

A white tiger holding on to the momentum and preparing to escape? What does this mean?

It shows that his momentum has collapsed, and he is about to fall back from Heqi Jiupin.

Worm Da's face had been ruined by Su Guyuan, and he couldn't see his expression, if he still had an expression, he must be full of fear now.

The more frightened the enemy, the more flamboyant Su Guyuan became.

He looked up in the storm and smiled at Wormda.