The corners of Puhua's ears moved slightly, and he heard a faint sound of footsteps outside the cave.

"Who?" At this time, Puhua, like a frightened beast fighting back in self-defense, rushed out, and slashed down in that direction with one palm, but it was empty.

Behind him, Long Yingtian's familiar voice came: "Long time no see, you have changed." ”

Puhua slowly raised his head, his eyes were already bloodshot, and in front of him, He Zhennan also appeared in his field of vision leisurely.

Puhua narrowed his eyes, this He Zhennan is much more annoying than Long Yingtian, Long Yingtian is a real villain, but He Zhennan is a hypocrite.

He Zhennan said lightly: "You seem to be enchanted." ”

Puhua sneered and ignored it.

Behind him, Long Yingtian said: "We just felt your powerful aura, it seems that your Great Futu Sutra has been cultivated." ”

"You guys, how did you find me?" Puhua's voice was a little weak, but the resentment in it made people feel a chill when they heard it.

Long Yingtian said with a smile: "There are some good players in my Dragon and Tiger Alliance who are good at tracking, and if I know your general route, I can naturally find you." ”

Puhua raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little unhappy: "So, you have been following me." ”

He Zhennan said: "We are an alliance, and we are afraid that you will be impulsive and arbitrary, so we must always know your whereabouts." ”

Long Yingtian is behind Puhua, and he understands better than He Zhennan. He found that Puhua had already moved to kill, so he immediately gestured to He Zhennan with his eyes.

He Zhennan found it interesting, and was about to pull out the Wanjun sword behind his back, Puhua had already made a strong move, and with a dragon claw hand, he was going to subdue He Zhennan's throat.

He Zhennan's face turned pale, his left hand raised his palm, and he used a thunderbolt palm against his dragon grasp, but he only felt a pain in his palm, and hurriedly flew away from the place.

He Zhennan pulled out the Wanjun Sword in mid-air, and Puhua followed closely.

He Zhennan has been at war with people in his life, and every time he sends out the Wanjun sword, he is not in a hurry, but this time, he is a little anxious to deal with it.

Although He Zhennan is arrogant, he is also rational. It doesn't matter whether the Great Floating Tu Sutra is really as powerful as the legend, the important thing is that this kung fu can really make people fall into demons, and people who enter demons have no pain, only killing in their eyes, which is the most deadly.

Puhua is bare-handed, He Zhennan Wanjun sword in hand, the sword is sharp, Puhua is a Buddhism mastery of Xiaofu Tu Gong, now the internal force is improving, the power of Xiao Fu Tu Gong is even more than before, at this time Puhua is like King Kong, and He Zhennan moved, He Zhennan every time the sword touched his body, it was like hitting the gold plate, except for the crisp metal sound, he failed to hurt him at all.

The two of them hit the ground from mid-air, but He Zhennan, who was holding a Wanjun sword, retreated again and again, and the condescending Long Yingtian saw it really and became more and more happy.

This person, a great accomplishment.

He Zhennan was slapped by Puhua's crazy palm, and the whole person dragged Wan Jun Sword back a few steps before he could gain a firm foothold.

Puhua's eyes were full of murder, and he chased after him again.

He Zhennan was still enjoying Fang Cai's fight, and seeing that this person was tired, he smiled and said to himself: "Interesting." ”

No martial idiot will surrender in front of a strong opponent, who will only make them more and more excited.

The Great Floating Tu Sutra on Puhua's body, the legendary martial arts supreme, He Zhennan longed to see its truly powerful power.

I saw He Zhennan shouting loudly, and he also greeted him, he had already urged the internal force of his whole body, the hidden thunder of the Wanjun Sword was surging, the thunder continued to roar, and He Zhennan's whole body was full of strength.

The two fought against each other, like thunder hitting the earth, Puhua had exhausted all his strength, and He Zhennan also exerted his life's cultivation.

However, obviously, He Zhennan was more struggling, his face was already slightly deformed, and his left foot unconsciously took a step back to gain a foothold.

Puhua has gained the upper hand, and punched He Zhennan's sword back, He Zhennan unloaded his body sideways, the long sword was facing inward, turned around and came out, like a thunder dragon was born, and stabbed Puhua again, but Puhua's body shook and flew into the air.

He Zhennan looked up, under the moonlight, Puhua was full of white hair, with a mocking face, dressed in monk clothes, extremely weird.

Around its body, from time to time the golden light is stacked, and the internal force is rolling, as if it is endless, like rivers, lakes and seas, it is difficult to explore the depths.

He Zhennan's color gathered, and Wan Jun's sword shook non-stop.

Puhua clasped his hands together, and his magnified shadow suddenly appeared behind him, which was the move of the Great Futu Sutra.

Puhua opened his eyes, like King Kong's angry eyebrows, made a knife gesture in his hand, and slashed down with a knife, and the internal strength suddenly came out, which was natural and turbulent.

This move, a few days ago, when He Zhennan provoked Puhua, the two fought against each other, but now it is different from the past, He Zhennan can clearly feel a sense of oppression.

However, He Zhennan is not the master who escapes from the battle, not to mention, with his cultivation, how can he be defeated by this move?

I saw He Zhennan holding the Wanjun Sword with both hands, and swung two sword qi in a row, and the sword qi hit that force and disappeared abruptly.

He Zhennan blocked the horizontal sword, catching the internal strength that was weakened by the two sword qi of Fang Cai, and his robe was shattered, but his face was excited, and he had no intention of retreating.

Now that the weather is clear, I don't know when, He Zhennan Zhousheng sounded rolling thunder.

The internal strength of the thunder shock door is a very rare mental method on the rivers and lakes that imitates the power of the heavenly thunder, so every time it is launched to the extreme, there is a hidden thunder that collides with each other when the internal force rolls, and then bursts out.

At this moment, the thunder seemed to be close at hand, Long Yingtian knew that the power of Puhua's move was huge, and He Zhennan also used the back hand that he usually kept.

Puhua secretly strengthened himself in mid-air, and this situation and this scene were very similar to the scene when he was restrained by Hong Xin on the ground in the division that day.

Long Yingtian saw that Puhua had a dead hand, and the afterglow swept down, hesitated again and again, and finally made a move.

Seeing a black robe, Long Yingtian flew to the vicinity of Puhua, and Puhua realized that Long Yingtian was also coming to attack him, so he freed up a hand. Long Yingtian waved his palm, and he faced Puhua with more than ten palms.

After Puhua was distracted, he could no longer deal with He Zhennan with all his strength, and the strength he felt in front of the sword was instantly much lighter.

These two people join forces, and I am afraid that no one in the rivers and lakes can defeat them alone, even Puhua, who is now in the devil, is no exception.

He Zhennan shouted violently, Long Yingtian gushed with internal force, Puhua only felt a burst of blood in his chest, and finally couldn't support it, and was shocked back by the two of them.

But when the two of them stepped forward to subdue them, Puhua jumped directly off the cliff.

The two chased to the edge of the cliff and looked down, but it was dark under the cliff, but there was no movement.

He Zhennan narrowed his eyes and looked at Long Yingtian.

Long Yingtian said: "Most of them are really enchanted." “

He Zhennan said coldly: "Since it is no longer under control, it is pointless to send the killing move to him." “

Long Yingtian said: "This person has practiced this divine skill, and he is the first person in hundreds of years. It would be a pity if he really fell off a cliff and died. “

He Zhennan said: "I'm afraid it's not so easy to die, but I don't know what his state of mind is." “

The two men looked down the cliff again, hoping that he would die and that he would still live. Afraid but want to use it, it is like walking on the edge of a knife, and if you are long, you will lose.