Martial arts fighting, pay attention to invincibility within one arm.

Ning Baifeng, who replaced the staff with his fist, launched it in the Pointing Heaven style and hit the opponent's chest again.

The so-called one punch to punch to punch, although Ning Baifeng is not a pure martial artist, but he has been beaten so badly by Su Lao, and he is also very clear about these things.

When the statue of the general figurine was knocked backwards by this powerful punch, Ning Baifeng immediately stepped on the smoke and rain and pounced on it again, ready to faithfully implement the concept of fist fighting.

The deputy pavilion master Qi who was knocked away was not stunned by this punch, although his body was backwards, his consciousness was extremely clear, he was a nondescript martial artist, and he also knew the concept of martial arts fighting, so while retreating, the long lance in his hand swept again.

There was a loud bang.

A white shadow was smashed out by a lance until it hit a large tree.

Deputy Pavilion Master Qi retreated again, poked the ground with his right foot, and slid back a few feet, which stopped the retreat.

In the woods, the place where the two fought was as if they had been crushed by a giant python, shattered, and in a mess, and the direction of the retreat of the generals was even plowed out of a ravine.

Deputy Pavilion Master Qi stuck the lance on the ground, touched his chest with his left hand, tore off the branches hanging on his body, and sneered: "If you only have this ability, you will be tied up as soon as possible, you can't break the puppet armor, and it just takes a lot of effort to fight back and forth, Lao Tzu doesn't care, it's a big deal to take a few more punches, how long can you kid fight, this is Yuanyang Island, I advise you not to die and struggle." ”

Ning Baifeng stretched out his hand and rubbed his right shoulder, just now the other party's long lance swept away, he couldn't avoid it, and punched the lance, his whole arm was a little numb, and the fist was even more fleshy, dripping with blood, faintly bone.

But he didn't care, this little numb pain was like a drizzle compared to the pain that penetrated deep into his soul when he cut down the marrow and bones.

Ning Baifeng breathed a sigh of relief, the other party's chatter in a fight really annoyed him, and he said helplessly: "Do you think, which is harder, armor or lance?"

Deputy Pavilion Master Qi was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the long lance inserted next to him.

I saw a fist-sized bend on the mallet, which was obviously punched.

Deputy Pavilion Master Qi trembled in his heart for no reason, is this kid's physique a little too much.

How do you feel that the puppet armor will not be able to carry it?

Is this kid really a martial artist in the marrow washing realm? Isn't it some boring grandmaster who is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

But what kind of tiger is he counted, in front of the grandmaster, he can't be counted as a pig!

Isn't the choice of destroying corpses a little impulsive?

Why don't you just make peace and sit down and talk?

Deputy Pavilion Master Qi suddenly felt a little relieved, if he continued to fight like this, he felt that he couldn't win, even if he wasn't killed by this white-clothed young man, it was estimated that he would have to be seriously injured, the price was really a bit big, he couldn't bear it, and now it was the best policy to avoid his edge.

Ning Baifeng didn't think about it so much, he had to fight hard!

Just when he was stunned, Deputy Pavilion Master Qi suddenly saw that the white shadow disappeared out of the corner of his eye, and in an instant, the white shadow appeared in front of him, hitting the abdomen with a punch, like thunder.

Deputy Pavilion Master Qi was beaten backwards again by this punch, and his abdomen was cramped, but he was relieved at the same time, he still underestimated the defense of the puppet armor, although this kid was strong, after all, he couldn't compare to the armor refined by this rare treasure, and he could still bear this pain.

One punch was followed by several punches.

This time, Ning Baifeng changed his style of play, no longer a straightforward pointing to the sky, but a continuous blocking style. At the same time, the smoke and rain under his feet went all out, as if four people were blocking people at the same time.

As the fist slammed into the golem's armor, a dense thud rang out in the woods.

With each punch on his body, Deputy Pavilion Master Qi's face became painful, if it was a punch, he could easily bear the pain of a punch, but one after another

The pain continued to accumulate, and it became more and more unbearable as time passed, and after dozens of breaths, his face in the puppet armor was already pale.

I wanted to fight back a few times halfway, but this kid was like a loach that couldn't slip his hands, and his speed was already faster than him, like an afterimage of an entity, so that he couldn't tell where he really was.

In this way, he can only be beaten passively, and the only thing he can do now is to hope that under such a fierce attack, the young man in white will consume a huge amount of physical strength and true qi until he is exhausted, and then it will be the time for him to fight back.

It's up to whoever can't bear it first.

The one-foot-tall statue of the general figurines is like duckweed on the water, swaying around after being hit by fists, looking a little ridiculous.

But Deputy Pavilion Master Qi, who was in the puppet armor, not only couldn't laugh, but also kept coughing up blood, and he could clearly feel that the armor on his body was constantly dented, and the bones on his body were constantly squeezed and broken.

He knew that if he continued to be beaten like this, he would definitely die, so he shouted loudly: "Fu Zheng, I know that you are nearby, for the sake of the past situation, help me kill the enemy!"

On a towering tree dozens of feet away, a man named Fu Zheng stood among the branches with a long bow on his back, and his face changed slightly after hearing the shouting.

He knew in his heart what Qi Cang's strength was, and he knew exactly how strong the puppet armor's defense was, and the two of them were both deputy pavilion masters of Yuanyang Pavilion, and they didn't fight together on weekdays, and even his bow and arrow rarely got the puppet armor.

As Ning Baifeng guessed, Fu Zheng was lying in ambush on the mountainside before, waiting for the prey to come to the door, but he didn't wait for a long time, and it happened that there was movement at the foot of the mountain, so he went down the mountain, and when he arrived here, he happened to see Qi Cang using the puppet armor, which made him think about watching the excitement.

However, the situation below was a little unexpected, I didn't see the evenly matched situation, but Qi Cang was pressed and beaten, although Fu Zheng was surprised, but he was not worried, because with the protection of the puppet armor, the martial artists in the lower three realms couldn't do anything at all.

But he didn't expect that the man in white was attacking so violently, and Qi Cang, who was beaten, had no power to fight back, not to mention, he even asked for help.

Could it be that you really kicked the iron plate?

If that's the case, he has to consider whether it's worth the shot, and he never does anything that provokes a fire.

On the battlefield below, Ning Baifeng's face was flushed, and his breathing was slightly short, but his eyes were still calm, and the punches in his hands were still calm.

Although he has not reached the limit at this time, if he drags it out any longer, he will be unbearable.

What's more, the other party shouted for help, making him not know whether he really had a helper or a bluff.

But Ning Baifeng prefers to believe that it is the former.

Qi Cang in the puppet armor was punched several times, but he still didn't wait for the help of Fu Zheng, knowing that he would die if he waited any longer, and he was unwilling to sit still and immediately became ruthless in his heart.

If you want Lao Tzu to die, it's not that easy!

There was a loud bang.

The statue of the general figurine suddenly exploded, and the violent power blasted Ning Baifeng out in an instant.

The already shattered grass and trees around it were immediately blown into powder by the explosion.

The waves of anger swept around like a tide of rage.

Ning Baifeng slammed into the ground and couldn't stop sliding backwards, plowing a deep furrow on the ground.

But his eyes were still fixed on the place where the figurines exploded.

A sturdy figure was about to stagger away.

Ning Baifeng raised his hands and plunged heavily into the soil on both sides, using his arms as anchors, wanting to stop the retreat.

In an instant, the ground turned over like a snake, and the earth flew.

Then the dirt exploded suddenly, and a white-clothed figure rushed straight out, rushing towards the stout figure that was about to flee.

Qi Cang, who had not yet run out of the three zhangs, heard the sound of an explosion of air, turned his head to look back, and instantly lost his soul.

He really didn't expect that the self-detonation puppet armor not only did not kill this person, but instead

And it's about to catch up.

A wave of despair rushed over me.

Is it true that you are going to die here?

However, a little cold light shone in his eyes, and that cold light was familiar to him, and it was also the object of his hatred.

The wind-breaking arrows of ambush.

The arrows shrouded in the cold pursued the back of the white-clothed young man at a faster speed.

At this moment, Ning Baifeng was still ten zhang away from that sturdy figure, but the sharp aura of the arrow had already made his scalp tingle.

This arrow of ambush is the head of Ning Baifeng!

The moment the puppet armor exploded, he could see it clearly, and the white clothes on the white-clothed young man burst out with a cloud of snow-white light, blocking the power of the explosion.

He immediately knew that that thing was extremely precious!

Fu Zheng is not sure if the Wind Breaker Arrow will be able to shoot through the robes, so he can only choose the head that is extremely difficult to move as a target.

Qi Cang, who was on the run, saw out of the corner of his eye that the cold light was about to stab the head of the young man in white, and his heart was immediately ecstatic, although the Wind Breaking Arrow was not the most powerful arrow in the ambush, but it was the fastest, as long as it hit the head, it would be an arrow piercing the skull.

No matter how strong your kid is, is it possible that his head can still resist sharp arrows?!

Ning Baifeng didn't think that his head could resist that arrow, but his body in a white python dragon robe might be able to, so when he was about to shoot, his running right foot stomped on the ground, and his whole body instantly rose several feet.

The arrow that was about to hit the head slammed into the back.

The place where the white python dragon coat was stabbed suddenly lit up with white light.

Ning Baifeng, who was in mid-air, was instantly hit by an arrow and rushed out.

Originally, his speed was extremely fast, and the Wind Breaking Arrow was like a boost to him, making his speed instantly increase by a notch.

Qi Cang, who was on the run, turned around, wanting to look at the young man in white who was shot in the head, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But I saw a white shadow looming in front of me, and then there was a bang, and I was no longer conscious.

Ning Baifeng landed suddenly, watching the headless corpse still running forward by inertia, and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

Just now, with the help of the thrust of the arrow, he instantly pursued behind Qi Cang, and launched it with his right finger in the sky, and exploded the opponent's head with one punch.

Kill with one hit.

Ning Baifeng, who was kneeling on one knee, did not dare to relax at all, and did not have the joy of defeating the enemy.

There was also an enemy, on the big tree dozens of zhang away, Ning Baifeng judged the general location of the archer according to the direction of the arrow just now.

Ning Baifeng, who had just landed, suddenly raised his head, and an even more brilliant arrow broke through the air.

The arrow burst through the air and emitted a sharp screech.

At this time, the arrow was extremely close to Ning Bai Peak, and there was no way to avoid it.

The arrow came almost as follows the wind-breaking arrow in front of it.

And this hand is the killing move of the ambush, breaking the wind and arrows to clear obstacles, killing arrows to kill the enemy, and the invincible two-bead chain of arrows.

has been eating black on Yuanyang Island for many years, and it is by relying on this killing move that countless enemies have been destroyed.

In Ning Baifeng's eyes, the brilliant arrow was getting brighter and closer.

The moment he tried to deflect his head, a clear light flashed in front of him, knocking the arrow less than half a foot away from Ning Baifeng's face, and then the clear light rotated, and the killing arrow was twisted into several pieces and smashed on Ning Baifeng's shoulder.

Finally, the light flashed and disappeared into the woods on the left.

When Fu Zheng, who was standing on the tree, saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Flying sword!"

When he turned around, he jumped off the branch, trampled on the branch, and fled in a hurry, disappearing into the woods in the blink of an eye.

Ning Baifeng looked coldly at the woods on the left.

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