Zheng Zhaozong arrogantly wanted to beat the two Pu Xuan brothers, but Pu Xuan and the Pu Ji brothers looked at each other, so they were no longer polite and met his very reasonable request. In fact, Zheng Zhaozong had a bad stomach, he saw that Zhu Jiafu was using his skills to drive away drugs, as long as he could try his best to drag Pu Xuan and Pu Ji, only Cheng Zifei and Ouyang Baozheng were on the other side. There are a large number of warriors from the Blood Shadow Hall here in the Pingxi Palace, even if they are beaten in groups, it is enough to take down these two juniors, Cheng Zifei may not be very good, Ouyang Baozheng is Ouyang Luda's son.

What does it mean to take down Ouyang Baozheng? Ouyang Luda has this one son, who will be the future city lord of Beidi City? With Ouyang Baozheng in hand, he is not afraid that Ouyang Luda will not stand on the front of Yin Quan. Even if Ouyang Luda was forced to stand on Yin Quan's side, it would be greatly beneficial to the future situation. He didn't say it explicitly, but he had already created this condition, it depends on how Yin Quan and Cheng Jijia choose, even if Yin Quan is a fool, but the scheming Cheng Jijia is not a fool, right?

Cheng Jijia saw Zheng Zhaozong fighting with the Puxuan brothers in the courtyard, but he didn't even pull out the blood knife, and only fought with the two brothers with a pair of fleshy palms, and he had to admit that this was really a master of art. Zheng Zhaozong's pair of fleshy palms suddenly showed red, red as if it was about to drip blood, Pu Ji saw Zheng Zhaozong's pair of red palms, he couldn't help but be surprised, he squatted in the temple for twenty years, not only to study the martial arts of the sect, not only to study medicine, he also studied encyclopedias such as the "Book of Martial Arts", so he knew all kinds of strange kung fu.

What Zheng Zhaozong is using now is the legendary bloody hand, the bloody hand is poisonous, and the blood knife was originally from the same sect, called the Blue Blood Gate, one hundred and fifty years ago, this sect began to decline, and the head of the sect passed the bloody hand and the blood knife to two proud disciples. If you want to practice both the bloody hand and the bloody knife, you need not only talent, but also chance. In history, there are very few people who can combine two martial arts into one.

Especially after the death of Ma Wende, the head of the Blue Blood Sect at that time, the two disciples competed to be the head, and as a result, Long Hongkui, a disciple of the blood hand, lost to Jiang Wenyuan, who practiced the blood knife with the same brother, and was seriously injured. Although Jiang Wenyuan won the junior and younger brother in the competition, he only learned the blood knife, and if he wanted to learn the blood hand, it was impossible, so he changed the Blue Blood Gate to the later Blood Knife Gate.

After Pu Ji recognized Zheng Zhaozong's kung fu as a bloody hand, his scalp immediately went numb. This kind of kung fu called bloody hand, the palm contains highly poisonous, when practicing, you have to use a kind of thing called red poison blood sand from the Western Regions, put this poisonous blood sand in a large vat, poke it with your fingers every day, at least two hours a day, and have perseverance and perseverance to practice for two years, in order to be counted as just getting started. As long as you have laid this solid foundation, you can continue to practice the inner strength.

This martial art, known as the bloody hand, has a total of seven realms, and even the founder of the seventh layer has not been able to practice to the seventh layer, but it is only said that if a person's lifespan is enough, theoretically it can reach the highest increase realm. The second realm of the bloody hand is to train the palm of the hand to not only absorb the red poison blood sand, but also store the poison of the red poison blood sand in the body dantian, and this highly toxic substance can be called up at any time to cause fatal damage to the opponent, and then it is considered to be complete. Moreover, each layer of the Bloody Hand's realm has to be twice as powerful as the previous layer.

Theoretically, the bloody hand can reach the highest level, and it takes about two hundred years, but it is a pity that this kung fu is poisonous, and the practitioner himself will lose a certain amount of life because of the poison of the red poison blood sand, in this case, it is naturally extremely difficult to practice the bloody hand to the highest level within two hundred years. Fortunately, the internal strength of the blood knife and the internal strength of the bloody hand were originally from the same source, so there were similarities, so Zheng Zhaozong picked up a big bargain and practiced the blood knife and the bloody hand.

It is difficult to ask ordinary martial arts practitioners to practice bloody hands from scratch when they practice martial arts, but once Zheng Zhaozong practiced, it was really twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, Zheng Zhaozong has trained his bloody hands to the third realm in just three years. Usually when he works with people, he deliberately hides this kung fu, and is only willing to fight with people with a bloody knife, and others can no longer imagine that Zheng Zhaozong still has room to hide such a skill. Recently, his bloody hand had just reached the third realm, so he took out this ability and wanted to use Pu Xuan and Pu Ji as an experiment.

Pu Ji looked at Zheng Zhaozong's pair of red palms, and said loudly: "Senior brother, what Zheng Zhaozong is using now is an extremely rare martial art, called Bloody Hand, you must be careful! This martial art can not only open the stele and crack the stone, but also poison people, the poisoned person will be tormented in life is worse than death, the poisonous gas gradually enters the heart meridian, and finally the injured person loses his martial arts, and will die in the slow skin ulceration, and there is no antidote, so you must not be poisoned!" When Pu Xuan heard his junior brother say this, he didn't dare to slack off, his junior brother knew a lot, and it was a living treasure book for walking in the martial arts.

Zheng Zhaozong was quite surprised, and laughed loudly: "I really didn't expect that you, a bald donkey, would have such insight and know how powerful my bloody hand is! It's really not easy, after all, I haven't seen this kung fu in the rivers and lakes for more than a hundred years! Today I want to let you two brothers know that the kung fu of our Blood Knife Gate is not just a bloody knife!" Zheng Zhaozong jumped into the air and shouted, "Sixteen Styles of Bloody Hands, the first style, a sea of blood!"

The overlapping shadows of the bloody hands fell from mid-air, covering the range in front of and behind the two Puxuan brothers, and there was a blood-red light in the air. Zheng Zhaozong had already made up his mind, no matter what, he would also abolish the two brothers and sisters here today, as long as he got these two people, it would be like cutting off Tang Jiusheng's right-hand man. The two old bald donkey brothers have always stood firmly on Tang Jiusheng's side, helping Tang Jiusheng heal his injuries, and standing up for Tang Jiusheng, and now they dare to run to Pingxi Wangfu to make a big fuss.

Zheng Zhaozong secretly said in his heart, as long as I get rid of these two bald donkeys, it will be easy to beat them all into serious disabilities, and killing chickens is just to show the monkeys! Whoever dares to stand on Tang Jiusheng's side will end up like this! Lao Tzu wants to make the rest of Tang Jiusheng's henchmen frightened when they see the tragic situation of these two people, and they no longer dare to be enemies with the prince of Pingxi!

Pu Ji suddenly raised his hand, and a cyan pill flew towards Pu Xuan, and Pu Xuan grabbed the pill with his left hand, and swallowed it directly without asking. The two brothers and sisters have had a tacit understanding for so many years, and what the junior brother gave must be used for detoxification, so why bother asking? Pu Ji is on the right, Pu Xuan is on the left, the two of them raised their heads, and slashed their palms into the air, if they want to deal with Zheng Zhaozong's bloody hands, it is best if they can not touch it. Anyway, they are all masters, and the palm power of the qi machine that splits the air is enough to be enough.

Pu Xuan's whole body was covered with orange qi, and he didn't think about victory before he lost, and he had to defend himself while attacking the enemy. Strings of orange flame-shaped qi spurted out from the old monk's palm, and the momentum was huge, crashing into the bloody hand of the ghost shadow in mid-air, and on the other side, Pu Ji, who had never used weapons, played a more powerful splitting palm, and the qi he played actually formed a vermilion Xuanbird, which was obviously different from Zheng Zhaozong's blood-red bloody hand.

The orange flame-shaped qi machine kept going up against the bloody hand, but the speed gradually slowed down, and finally stagnated in front of Zheng Zhaozong, but the vermilion Xuanniao took advantage of the power of the orange flame to go further, and after smashing the shadow of the bloody hand, it hit a foot in front of Zheng Zhaozong, and then stopped weakly. Zheng Zhaozong was also taken aback, he didn't expect that the martial arts of the two brothers could cooperate with each other. Most of the shadows of the bloody hands in the first type of blood sea in the sky had been shattered by the orange flames and the vermilion Xuanbird.

The old monk Pu Xuan was also quite shocked when he saw that his junior brother Puji's vermilion Xuanbird palm had not been able to hurt Zheng Zhaozong even by virtue of the power of his orange flame qi. The power of the two masters in the world joined forces, but they couldn't take Zheng Zhaozong, Zheng Zhaozong's ability was obviously more improved than a while ago!

Zheng Zhaozong had no time to care, standing in the air, condescending, pushing his arms down again, and then shouting, "Bloody Hand Sixteen Styles Second Style, Blood Prison Skeleton!" In mid-air, a red cage condensed by blood-red qi suddenly appeared, the cage was about a zhang square, and in the middle was a huge red skull, staring at a pair of extremely mad blood-red eyes, making people look at it, frightened, and not strong enough, if they looked at this skeleton, they would be brought into the blood-red illusion by this skeleton, and they would not return.

What's even worse is that as long as you are in this courtyard, as far as your eyes can see, no matter which angle you stand on, you can see the eyes of the skull. Zheng Zhaozong in mid-air had a demonic hair, staring at a pair of equally blood-red and terrifying eyes, looking at the two Puxuan brothers. He didn't cast illusions on the people of the Blood Shadow Hall, so only Cheng Zifei and Ouyang Baozheng were fascinated by illusions to varying degrees.

Pu Xuan also shouted, "Chestnut in the fire!" The orange flame qi machine shot out into the air again, trying to pass through the blood-colored cage and burn the red skull. Unexpectedly, the orange flame qi machine hit the red cage, but it couldn't pass through the gap in the blood-colored fence at all, the blood-colored cage was completely integrated, and there was no gap at all, and the blood-colored cage was pressed down in the air, and slowly smashed towards Pu Xuan and the two. Pu Xuan naturally refused to stop there, and pushed his palms into the air hard, but the blood-colored cage still slowly pressed down on Pu Xuan.

Pu Ji saw that his senior brother was almost out of breath under the pressure of his opponent's qi, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. The purple Buddha beads twisted in his hand, chanting a mantra in his mouth, suddenly, a small vermilion bird of one inch size jumped out of Puji's palm, rose against the storm, and in a blink of an eye it changed from an inch to a foot, two feet, until it was seven feet in size, and hit the cage in front of it, and a sharp mouth tried its best to peck it away, and one bite pecked out a hole in the cage. Zheng Zhaozong was taken aback, he didn't expect that this monk's martial arts would even have a spell.

Cheng Jijia, who had been watching for a long time, saw that he could not miss the opportunity, and immediately pointed with his hand and said in a deep voice: "The warriors of the Blood Shadow Hall, work hard to move forward and take down Cheng Zifei, Ouyang Baozheng and Zhu Jiafu for me, Ouyang Baozheng and Zhu Jiafu must be taken alive!" The warriors who were eyeing the Blood Shadow Hall roared together and rushed towards Zhu Jiafu, Ouyang Baozheng and Cheng Zifei who were healing. Cheng Zifei was most fascinated by illusions, and he didn't react at all to the Blood Shadow Hall warriors who pounced. Ouyang Baozheng saw a group of flame people in a sea of fire rushing towards him.

Ouyang Baozheng was frightened in his heart, but he still shouted, plucked up the courage to pick up the big stick and rushed towards the group of flame people.

Zhu Jiafu, who was healing, had a silver light on his head, and suddenly opened his eyes, he had been closing his eyes to heal, so Zheng Zhaozong's Blood Prison Skeleton had no effect on him. A warrior from the Blood Shadow Hall took the lead, and had already rushed to Zhu Jiafu's approach, and was about to make a move on him, Zhu Jiafu shouted, picked up the Shuoyue Treasure Knife in his hand, and slashed his head, and the silver blade as clear as snow slashed through the air, falling towards the Blood Shadow Hall warrior who was struggling to rush to the front.

The warrior didn't expect Zhu Jiafu to wake up in the healing, and he was caught off guard for a while, so he could only raise the Yanling knife in his hand in vain to greet it, it was the strongest knife that this warrior had ever seen in his life, before that, he had never seen such a fierce knife technique, and after that, he would not see it again. Zhu Jiafu fell with a knife, and the warrior was split in half with a knife. Cheng Jijia was stunned.