In front of the purple-clothed disciples, a white fat monk stood, followed by more than twenty people, but they were all ignored by these purple-clothed disciples with solemn faces.

There were some very flammable hay and dry firewood on the ground, and all the purple-clothed disciples felt a little uneasy.

The momentum of the second grade of Hehai Grandmaster was wide, and the invisible sense of oppression made every purple-robed disciple feel as if they had a mountain on their bodies, and they were a little out of breath.

The poisonous insects all over the ground did not immediately pounce on the white fat monk and the others, but only spun around in place with a little uneasiness and hissed.

But after all, he was already crazy, and when a poisonous insect slowly crawled towards the white fat monk, the poisonous insects all over the ground immediately swarmed up.

"Amitabha"

Dense poisonous insects climbed in, but Kazumi closed his eyes and recited the "Jizo Sutra", transcending the living beings who were about to die.

Behind Master Hehai, the five martial artists quickly took out a fire fold, blew a breath, and threw it to the ground.

The faint flame on the fold of the fire ignited it as soon as it touched the hay, and in the blink of an eye five fires began to burn.

He Hai closed his eyes, waved his robe, and a strong wind set off, the wind helped the fire, and in an instant, a sea of fire began to form, and the tongue of fire was chaotic.

"Sin, sin"

He Hai sat directly on the ground and crossed his knees and confessed to the Buddha.

Behind He Hai, more than 20 martial artists braved the gradually blazing waves of fire and poisonous insects struggling in the sea of fire all over the ground, and greeted the group of purple-clothed disciples who were already in chaos.

The space of the acupuncture point is not narrow, but it is appropriate to call it a narrow road at this time.

Hard-headed, the purple-robed disciple met the enemy, and the two exchanged hands in the sea of fire......

The battle in the stone room was in full swing, but Zhao Shen and Huang Lao Ghost and Yao An were still facing each other strangely, and the momentum of the three second-grade grandmasters was constantly colliding.

With one enemy and two enemies, Yao An did not lose much in terms of momentum, and there were faint two people who could fight against each other.

Zhao Shen came from a well-known second-rate sect, and was known for his light skills and the technique of seeking qi and looking for qi, and at the moment of the moment, Zhao Shen vaguely felt the breath of another second-grade grandmaster.

Although it is fleeting, Zhao Shen believes that it should not be wrong.

I'm afraid there is still a second-grade ambush here, and he is not friend or foe!

was worried, but Zhao Shen didn't show half a point on his face, just looked around quietly.

"What are you looking for? Are you looking for him?"

Suddenly, Yao An grinned at Zhao Shen, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash, like a purple rainbow, heading straight towards Zhao Shen and the others.

At the same time, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind Zhao Shen, expressionless but murderous.

The person who came was Yao An's dead soldier, the second-grade dead soldier brought out from the Medicine King Valley!

The dead soldier pointed his hand and sword, pointing directly at Zhao Shen's back heart, and the oncoming Yao An also deceived Huang Lao Ghost with a false move, and slammed into Zhao Shen's face with a punch.

Without the slightest warning, Zhao Shen fell into an extremely critical situation in an instant, if this punch was all hit, I am afraid that he will not die or be disabled.

Battles between masters are often won or lost in an instant, and life and death are only a matter of a blink of an eye.

In the face of the sudden attack, Zhao Shen didn't have time to react at all, so he could only rely on his fighting instinct for many years, tilted his head at the same time, twisted his crotch and moved his body, and the internal force was instantly released.

The two powerful and ferocious attacks were hurried, and Zhao Shen didn't dodge them, but it can be said that they dodged both.

The fist brushed his face, and the sharp fist wind directly swept away a piece of skin on Zhao Shen's face, and the sword finger also fell on his back, poking out a bloody hole.

"Ahh

Zhao Shen shouted, slapped Yao An with one palm to force him back, and at the same time supported the ground with one foot and kicked backwards violently.

Faced with a palm that slapped straight to his chest, Yao An didn't dodge or dodge, and once again raised a punch and smashed it angrily, wanting to exchange his own minor injuries for Zhao Shen's serious injuries.

The ruthlessness can be seen!

At this time, Huang Lao Ghost also reacted, and directly slashed at Yao An's head, and at the same time slapped a palm at a man in cloth behind Zhao Shen.

In the face of the whistling palm and leg, without the slightest hesitation, the man in cloth with no god in his eyes retreated backwards, temporarily avoiding the edge.

Yao An was helpless, and retreated sharply.

In a defensive gesture back to back with Huang Lao Ghost, Zhao Shen's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his back was even wet.

Recalling the very dangerous tricks that happened in just one breath before, Zhao Shen couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Still careless!

Relying on surprise to take advantage of something, Yao An did not immediately take advantage of the victory to pursue, but held his arms with both hands, and looked at the two second-grade grandmasters who were a little embarrassed with playful eyes, and the purple and black robes swayed slightly, showing the grandmaster's demeanor.

Slightly calmed down the internal force stirred in his body, without words, the two second-grade grandmasters who suffered some small losses tacitly did not start fighting again, and the enemy did not move, I did not move.

However, the standoff did not last long.

After five breaths, Yao An's figure flickered, and he fought again, directly facing the old ghost Huang who was holding a five-ring big knife, although he had no sharp weapons, but his momentum was half worthwhile.

As soon as Yao An moved, the blank man in cloth also exchanged hands with Zhao Shen, who was slightly injured.

One move and one style are unpretentious, but Zhao Shen, who has been in the realm of a grandmaster for more than ten years, is a little difficult to parry.

The injury has some impact on the strength, but Zhao Shen knows that even if he is in his heyday, he can only win or lose four or six with this man in cloth, and the enemy is six and four.

After several collisions of internal forces, Zhao Shen couldn't help but marvel at the length of the cloth man's qi and the strength of the internal force.

Not only was Zhao Shen pressed and beaten, but Old Ghost Huang was also miserable.

The sword technique of opening and closing is vigorous and powerful, and the power is terrifying, and every knife can attract the sound of breaking the air, but it can't even touch the corners of Yao An's clothes.

With a knife out, the old force has not gone, and the new force has not been born, Yao An can always point to the weak point of the weak point of the body at a tricky angle, which is simply impossible to prevent.

Although it was resolved without danger in the end, it made Huang Lao Ghost feel particularly angry and aggrieved.

He always felt that the second-grade young man in front of him, who was wanted by the Medicine King Valley, was playing tricks on him.

The four second-grade grandmasters fought each other, and the movement was not small, and the movement of more than ten junior grandmasters was even greater.

Originally, there were nine third-grade and one fourth-grade infighting, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. But after eight more junior grandmasters joined the battle circle, the situation did not fall to one side, but became more and more stale.

A group of more than 30 men were forced into a corner by more than a dozen four-rank martial artists, trembling like lambs to the slaughter.

Not to mention that they are unarmed now, even if they are a sharp soldier, the men do not dare to make a move, because the difference in strength is too great, and the disparity is so desperate.

A group of four-rank martial artists did not wave their butcher knives at this group of men who surrendered, and after forcing them into a corner, they watched the battle of the little grandmaster who was rarely seen on weekdays, hoping to gain understanding, win the realm of the third grade, and shake the demeanor of the little grandmaster.

The fourth grade and the third grade are not the same as the mud, but it is also difficult to overcome.

Not long after the fight, although the third elder Zheng Di was the foil, Shen Wuniang was still in danger, like a flat boat swaying in the turbulent waves.

But when the two more little grandmasters intervened in the war, Shen Wuniang's situation was much better.

The four little grandmasters fought each other, Zheng Di couldn't take care of Shen Wuniang, and the other three little grandmasters also couldn't take care of her, or they simply ignored her little Sipin.

Therefore, only occasionally a fist and a palm will come to the body, and Shen Wuniang can also parry.

The eight little grandmasters just entered two of the four battle circles, and the internal force surged, and the sound of punches and feet breaking through the air was endless, and you and I were fighting in full swing.

The other three battle circles did not try their best to make a move against each other, but only maintained a stalemate status quo, waiting for the four second-grade grandmasters who decided the final success or failure to distinguish between the superior and inferior, not so much fighting as fighting.

And Shi Yan and Lin Jiu are not, the two are in a fight of life and death, every move is extremely ruthless, all are killing moves, the moves directly take the opponent's vital points, coupled with the top strength of the top of the three products, the power is even more terrifying, one out, the wind and clouds move!

The two little masters who were unfortunate enough to join this life-and-death struggle struggled to support themselves, and were forced to do everything in their power to gain a foothold.

The two of them didn't dare to withdraw easily, and at the same time, they had a very clear understanding of the strength of the top little grandmaster of the third grade.

In the realm of three products, the difference between one is the difference between a heavy sky, and it is indeed true!

Most of the little grandmasters present were only in the lower third-grade realm, and the median realm was only a handful, and the top upper-level junior grandmasters were only Shi Yan and Lin Jiu.

Fists, elbows, knees, shoulders, feet, legs...... Every part of the body has turned the two top junior masters of the third rank into a murderous weapon, and if you are not careful, you may have bloody holes on your body that can be fatal.

From the beginning of the battle to now, it is only eleven or twelve breaths, and Shi Yan's strength has gone from slightly inferior to Lin Jiu to flat, and then to slowly surpass.

Almost every breath or so, Shi Yan's strength would rise, as if he had a lot of internal force out of thin air, and his moves, which were the same as before, gradually gained a bit of the power of a second-grade grandmaster.

Unconsciously, Shi Yan's eyes gradually had bloodshot clinging, and the clarity in his eyes disappeared little by little.

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared in the shadow of the stone chamber, silent, as if out of thin air.

The aura of that figure actually had the top realm of the top three grades, and as soon as the person with empty eyes appeared, he slapped Lin Jiu's back directly with a palm, and the strength of the little grandmaster's peak did not have the slightest reservation.

Such a palm is tantamount to a fatal blow to Lin Jiu, if it is hit by a solid shot, I am afraid that he will be killed by Shi Yan, who already has the strength of the quasi-second grade, in an instant.

Before the palm arrives, the momentum goes first.

The furious energy swept towards his back, but Lin Jiu had no intention of dodging.

You have dead soldiers in Shiyan, don't I have Lin Jiu?

In an instant, there was a majestic qi machine that instantly rose up, only to hear a "bang", the two palms were facing each other, and the two top third-grade dead soldiers flew out upside down.

With all their strength, the two dead men slapped their hands unreservedly, one directly embedded in the stone wall, and the other knocked down the brass tripod, lying on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Shi Yan and Lin Jiu didn't even glance at the two dead soldiers, and the battle between them was very fierce, and the dull sound of "bang, bang" was accompanied by the surging air waves that swept in all directions.

"Humph!"

It was another collision, and Lin Jiu was knocked back seven or eight steps in an instant, and his qi was disordered for a moment, and the internal force in his body was churning, and he couldn't help but snort.

Lin Jiu was uncomfortable, but Shi Yan was even more uncomfortable. There wasn't much reason left, but Shi Yan could still feel the sharp pain in his shoulders.

The pain was like crushing the bones in both shoulders, and the more you used up, the more intense the pain became.

The inhuman pain made Shi Yan let out a beastly roar, a big red robe drumming endlessly, and his silver hair danced wildly.

"Ahh......h Ah......h

There was another sharp pain, panting, and a touch of clarity appeared in Shi Yan's eyes.

At this moment, Shi Yan's qi has risen to the level of a second-grade grandmaster, and correspondingly, Shi Yan's face is not half bloody, like a powerful ghost who has just climbed from the underworld to the yang world.

The bare dry palms were as white as dead corpses, and their arms were swaying softly, as if they had lost any strength at all.

Shi Yan could feel that the meridians and bones in his shoulders were on the verge of being broken.

The destruction of his arms is naturally not the cause of that evil skill, after a little thought, Shi Yan thought of Yao An's two shoulder pats an hour ago, if nothing else, it was a yin trick at that time.

Yao An, who had given Shi Yan two bone-devouring Gus, was steadily pressing Huang Lao Ghost to fight, and with the realm advantage of having reached the upper second-grade grandmaster, he could easily crush Huang Lao Ghost, who only had a middle-rank grandmaster.

However, it is naturally not a mediocre hand to become a second-grade grandmaster, and it is not easy for Yao An to defeat Huang Laogui, and once the enemy is lightly attacked, it is possible to capsize in the gutter.

Hundreds of moves, victory and defeat in an instant.

When the realm reaches the third grade and produces the qi machine, the grasp of the qi machine can determine the outcome to a large extent.

If the opponent seizes the gap in ventilation or directly cuts off the gas engine, then the next situation will be very passive, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is slaughtered by others.

is also a second-grade grandmaster, Huang Lao Ghost's knife is already qualified to cut off Yao An's qi machine, Yao An naturally will not give him this opportunity, and Yao An can clearly feel that Huang Lao Ghost's qi is a little messy!

Lin Jiu also saw that something was wrong with Shi Yan's arms, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sneer.

Although he didn't know what had happened, Lin Jiu was ninety percent sure that Shi Yan was not acting.

The second grade cleans up the third grade, and the grandmaster cleans up the little grandmaster as simple as eating and drinking, and Shi Yan has no need to do this at all.

However, out of caution, Lin Jiu raised a palm, stomped on his footsteps, and tentatively slapped straight at Shi Yan.

The palm wind was fierce, and it hit head-on, Shi Yan had no choice but to dodge sideways, and while flashing a palm, his left leg was raised, and a whip leg swept out.

With a wrong step, Lin Jiu crossed his arms and directly took down this powerful kick.

"Bang"

The hurried but still powerful and heavy kick did not kick Lin Jiu away, and the thin body of the old man in Lin Jiu's armor seemed to take root under his feet, and he only retreated only half a step.

Grinning, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, staining his teeth red, and Lin Jiu's face was full of hideous smiles.

Shi Yan's foot does have the power of the second grade, but so what?

The gap between the upper third-grade realm and the lower second-grade realm is very large, but what if the second-grade realm wastes both arms? Moreover, Lin Jiuke can conclude that Shi Yan must have cast some kind of forbidden technique to step into the second-grade grandmaster realm in a short period of time, then there will be gains and losses, and there must be restrictions on the forbidden technique, such as time!

When Lin Jiu's mind was turning, Shi Yan had already fitted and ushered in, and it seemed that he wanted to make a quick decision, which made Lin Jiu determine his previous thoughts.

People are old and refined, and they don't need to think about it, Lin Jiu directly chose to avoid the edge for the time being, and he whirled around with Shi Yan, not to fight him head-on.