Fu Tianpeng pushed out the clouds with both palms and dispersed, and the surging force slapped at Zhao Baisong.

Zhao Baisong felt the wind in his heart, and immediately pulled back his palm and made a move rhinoceros to look at the moon.

The iron palm is powerful and heavy, and the landing point is extremely accurate.

Fu Tianpeng wanted to dodge at this time, but it was too late.

With a bang, Fu Tianpeng flew out and slammed his back into a big tree with a thick bowl mouth.

The moment he fell, he felt his muscles and bones cracked, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing stepped forward to help, asking about Fu Tianpeng's injuries with concern.

Fu Tianpeng's blood was churning, and his face began to turn pale.

Although he suffered internal injuries, Fu Tianpeng did not have the slightest fear in the face of a strong enemy.

He asked Zhao Xueqing to hand him a calming qi pill, and after taking it, he quickly regulated his qi.

After the pain subsided slightly, Fu Tianpeng slowly stood up again.

The corners of Zhao Baisong's mouth twitched, and his wrinkled face turned blue with anger.

His palms absorbed the strength, and the green tendons around his body gradually propped up outward.

Obviously, he was speeding up the explosion of internal forces, preparing to deal a fatal blow to Fu Tianpeng, Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing.

Fu Tianpeng held the Bibo Treasure Knife tightly, his body was as tough as a pine, and his heart was as strong as a rock.

He stepped forward and crossed in front of Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing.

Zhao Baisong saw that Fu Tianpeng was still fighting the trapped beast, he pursed his lips and spat at Fu Tianpeng again.

His words and deeds are very arrogant, and he doesn't take the three of them seriously at all.

Fu Tianpeng was in danger, he took the six-step method, and the treasure knife in his hand slashed a cold arc light.

Then, he assumed the posture of Cangsong to welcome the guests, waiting for Zhao Baisong's shot.

Zhao Baisong's feet flew sand and rocks, he burst out, stirred his thick and powerful arms, and launched a wave of air that crashed on the shore.

Fu Tianpeng's knife flashed, his left foot lifted his body, his right foot probed, and his body leaned forward suddenly, making a move to chop the waves.

The blue wave-like sword shadow rushed towards the wave of qi sent out by Zhao Baisong.

Fierce collision, Fu Tianpeng's sword shadow was swallowed again.

Qi Lang roared angrily and ran towards Fu Tianpeng again.

Fu Tianpeng shouted, jumped up in the air in an instant, and he pushed out with a single knife, using the four poles of the Fu family's most exquisite horizontal knife.

But seeing the clouds and fog surrounding, four rushing air columns appeared beside Fu Tianpeng.

The air column gushed like a spring, protecting Fu Tianpeng and the three of them tightly.

Zhao Baisong didn't care at all, he was like a fierce tiger in the mountains, and he dodged in front of the four qi pillars.

saw that he also showed the silver moon double hook, and drew two sword shadows towards Fu Tianpeng.

The wind was fast, the two sword shadows took advantage of the momentum to move forward, Fu Tianpeng gathered his strength and maintained a defensive position with four true qi.

He intends to wait for the opportunity to move and look for Zhao Baisong's weaknesses in defense.

However, Zhao Baisong had already seen through Fu Tianpeng's thoughts, and he always used a quick knife to cut through the chaos of attacks, and repeatedly killed Fu Tianpeng and the others.

This time was no exception, and the two sword shadows hit the forward-looking qi pillar, and the qi column quickly disappeared.

Zhao Baisong sneered, slashed with one palm, and the boy saluted.

The hand knife was unstoppable, and the blade went straight to Zhao Xueqing's neck.

When Fu Tianpeng saw Zhao Baisong's move, he was just thunderous.

In a hurry, he hugged Zhao Xueqing and blocked the palm for her.

With a scream of pain, Fu Tianpeng's eyes were full of stars, and he felt that the world was spinning.

He was slashed in the back with a knife, and blood flowed from the wound.

Zhao Xueqing saw Fu Tianpeng standing up to protect her, her bowels were soft, and Furong's pretty face burst into tears.

Qingqing hurriedly took out the jade dragon powder and applied the wound medicine to stop the bleeding for the time being.

Zhao Baisong watched all this from the place where he was in the place, his eyes widened, and there were bursts of chuckles in his mouth from time to time.

Zhao Xueqing was very annoyed when she saw his arrogant and domineering face, she knew that she stepped forward like hitting a stone with an egg, but Zhao Baisong hurt Fu Tianpeng, she was fighting to the death, and she wanted to give this thief some color.

Zhao Xueqing's body was like a flying swallow, and she used her electric leg to kick Zhao Baisong's face.

Zhao Baisong crossed his arms and arrived with true qi.

Zhao Xueqing was as anxious as a wind, and after her move as fast as a shower didn't work, she swung her sword forward.

"Whew", Phoenix San nodded, the tip of the sword was a little cold, and the blade of the sword danced like a dragon.

Dazzling, throat locking, chest pointing, the moves are sharp and fast, and the swords are decisive and domineering.

Zhao Baisong shifted his shape, dodged and moved, and after avoiding Zhao Xueqing's sword moves several times, he split with a double hook in his hand, making a move to chase the wind and the moon.

The white light of the double hook flashed, and it was pressed down.

When Zhao Xueqing made a move, the sword body had been firmly restrained by the Silver Moon Double Hook.

She couldn't make a move, and she couldn't draw her sword back.

In close contact with Zhao Baisong, Zhao Xueqing pointed at his face.

Zhao Baisong raised his hand to meet it, Zhao Xueqing changed his palm halfway, and slapped Zhao Baisong's lower abdomen with one palm.

Zhao Baisong was lightly attacked by Zhao Xueqing.

His throat was hot, and blood splattered onto Fu Tianpeng's knife.

Zhao Baisong felt the burning in his chest, and the injury made him even more manic.

Zhao Baisong let out a loud shout, urging the true qi in his body to go against the blood.

From his feet to his head, Zhao Baisong's body flashed blood red one after another, his white hair fell upside down, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Zhao Xueqing saw Zhao Baisong's terrifying appearance, and reminded Fu Tianpeng and Qingqing that Zhao Baihe had now used his magic trick, Blood Shadow Magic Skill.

The wind pierced through the forest, cutting off the large trees with thick bowls up to the waist.

This is caused by the vicious true qi of the Blood Shadow Demon Skill, and everywhere it goes, not a single grass grows.

Zhao Baisong opened his bloody mouth, and his feet stepped on the smoke and dust, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain.

Before they got close, Fu Tianpeng, Zhao Xueqing, and Qingqing had already experienced an invisible sense of oppression.

The constant flow of breath around them made them feel suffocated.

Zhao Xueqing shook her head and hurriedly asked Qingqing to release the heart liquid.

Qingqing did as she said, and the fog beads released by the clear heart liquid made the three of them refreshed under the autumn wind.

The misty mist released by the Blood Shadow Demon Skill did not cause harm to Fu Tianpeng, Zhao Xueqing, and Qingqing.

Zhao Baisong roared, his hands flew over, picking, grabbing, digging, choking, and grabbing, all kinds of techniques were used at the same time.

The vicious moves of searching the mountains at the bottom of the sea are flowing smoothly, and the subsequent moves are repeated.

Zhao Baisong was already on the verge of madness, and he made a series of killing moves, just to solve the three of them as soon as possible in a short period of time.

Qingqing and Zhao Xueqing joined hands, the two swords were combined, and the two sword lights gave birth to the moon on the sea.

In front of Zhao Baisong, explosions appeared on the ground.

Zhao Baisong, who entered the move, appeared holes in his plain white robe. Then, his arms oozed blood from silk threads.

Zhao Baisong's eyes were red, and he still stepped forward regardless of it.

Approaching Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing, Zhao Baisong pressed Mount Tai with one palm and pressed their double swords.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing glanced at each other, one slapped and the other kicked.

Zhao Baisong King Kong stood up and urged the true qi to protect his heart.

The palms and feet are beaten, dense as drizzle.

Zhao Baisong was slapped several times and kicked by his feet, but he was not moved at all.

He mustered up all his strength, and his swing was a sweep.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing were instantly knocked away, and the two stumbled a few steps and spit out blood.

Qingqing took out two calming qi pills and took them for herself and Zhao Xueqing.

The spirit is small and weekly, and the pain of the two is greatly alleviated.

Zhao Baisong saw that they were still able to get up and fight, and he swept the whirlwind, and then made another move Yaksha to explore the sea.

The ten fingers that sharpened the iron and broke the gold, jumped in the air, and pinched the foreheads of Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing.

Fu Tianpeng's body was like a sharp arrow, and he grabbed the knife to block before Zhao Baisong made a move.

Zhao Baisong's iron fingers grabbed Fu Tianpeng's blade, and the two confronted each other again.

Zhao Baisong saw that Fu Tianpeng was difficult, and bent his elbow and slammed into Fu Tianpeng's chest.

Fu Tianpeng tilted his head and broke two ribs.

Although he was injured, he let Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing escape with their lives.

The three of them worked together to meet the enemy, and Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing penetrated their true qi into Fu Tianpeng's sea of qi.

Fu Tianpeng shook his spirit and slashed Zhao Baisong with a knife.

The green dragon flew around, and Zhao Baisong set off a blue wave in front of him.

He scolded, and siphoned again in his hand, and a broken tree was volleyed into the air, wrapped in a strong wind, and smashed towards the three of them.

Fu Tianpeng raised his knife and cut the broken tree into two pieces.

He endured the pain and swept the Bibo Treasure Knife towards Zhao Baisong's neck.

Zhao Baisong slashed the knife, but he still raised his double hooks.

Pangu Qingtian, the double hook instantly shook the Bibo Treasure Knife out of the air.

Zhao Baisong struck while the iron was hot, and when Fu Tianpeng was unstable, the whirlwind leg kicked him in the chest again.

Fu Tianpeng suffered an internal injury, his movements were sluggish and slowed down, and this heavy leg kick came, even if he didn't die, he would have to be disabled.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing Shuanglong grabbed the pearl, and after pulling Fu Tianpeng aside, the double swords flew out, and a sword net tightly covered Zhao Baisong.

Zhao Xueqing asked Qingqing to speed up the urging of her true qi, and she just took out the thunderbolt from her bag.

When Zhao Baisong was full of qi and blood shadow magic skills slapped the fencing net, a thunderbolt meteor crossed and burst in front of Zhao Baisong.

There was a crackling explosion, Zhao Baisong's face was covered with blood, and his white robe was also tattered.

He stared at Zhao Xueqing fiercely with his big eyes with a copper bell, and then squeezed out a trace of saliva from between his teeth.

Obviously, Zhao Xueqing used a thunderbolt to completely anger Zhao Baisong.

Zhao Baisong blows the wind with his arms, the golden eagle spreads his wings, he strides with a meteor, his palms are virtual and real, and his shot is like electricity.

Stretching out his hand, the iron claw grabbed Zhao Xueqing's neck.

At the moment of life and death, Fu Tianpeng stepped forward again, and he used his grappling hand to strangle Zhao Baisong's wrist.

Zhao Baisong was mainly anti-guest, and he also made a move to grab Fu Tianpeng's wrist.

Fu Tianpeng stepped back slightly, gathered strength, and met Zhao Baisong with a variety of divine fists.

Zhao Baisong saw Fu Tianpeng punching, and he told Fu Tianpeng in a contemptuous tone that Wang Quanzhong's boxing technique was like child's play to him.

Seeing Zhao Baisong slandering his art teacher, Fu Tianpeng's heart was furious, and he sped up his fist, sonorous and powerful, and his fist was hard and stone-shattering.

Zhao Baisong's phantom followed, stepping on the void flower, his continuous lion shook his head, and he skillfully avoided Fu Tianpeng's advance.

Turning around, he slashed at Fu Tianpeng's forehead with his hand knife again.

Fu Tianpeng walked steadily, calming down.

When he saw Zhao Baisong's hand knife coming, he actually put his hands together and went straight up with the move of grabbing the white blade with his empty hands.

This way of seeking death really made Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing sweat for him.

Zhao Baisong saw that Fu Tianpeng was constantly urging his true qi to seal his hand knife.

He snorted coldly and slapped his left hand on the door in front of him.

Fu Tianpeng lowered his head, and Zhao Baisong repeated his old trick, hitting his chest with a golden bull hitting the mountain.

Fu Tianpeng turned the stars and shifted, and he gave way to this move.

Zhao Baisong couldn't slap it, and raised his foot to kick Fu Tianpeng.

Fu Tianpeng was a harrier, his body was churning, and he took the opportunity to avoid the sharp leg sweep.

Fu Tianpeng is no longer on the offensive, he also continues to swing the knife, the momentum of leveling the mountains and moving the sea, and the courage to move forward.

Zhao Baisong only felt that there were many knife shadows in front of him, and there was an ethereal one around him

After this battle, when Fu Tianpeng was at stake, his internal strength was increased several times.

It seems that being in a desperate situation can indeed bring out the best in a person.

However, even if Fu Tianpeng's internal strength has been greatly improved, he is still not Zhao Baisong's opponent, not to mention that he is now seriously injured.

Zhao Baisong's flowing water moves, whether it is body method or internal force, are all effective according to the premise.

He roared, pushed flat with both palms, and the oolong made a fuss.

In front of Fu Tianpeng's eyes, another surging wave crested again.

He concentrated his energy, and held the beads with the white jade magic skill, and returned the palm.

The two palms faced each other, Zhao Baisong did not move an inch, and Fu Tianpeng was like a piece of paper, disappearing into the mist in an instant.

Seeing that Fu Tianpeng was gone, Zhao Baisong laughed arrogantly.

He told Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing that it was impossible for Fu Tianpeng to appear again, he was defeated by his Blood Shadow Demon Skill, and his memories were wiped out.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing listened, endured their grief, and with monstrous hatred, they flew and stabbed Zhao Baisong with a sword.