Nowadays, the younger generation of disciples of the Heaven Dou Sect may not know about this "Golden Ring Iron Arm Fist", but although they were still young at the beginning, they had experienced the chaotic battle at the beginning.

This "Golden Ring Iron Arm Fist" is one of the "Maitreya Dacheng Sect" Dharma Protector Divine Skills, and even the Gang Fist Method, mighty and uncast, the original "Maitreya Dacheng Sect" of the left protector Bu Ji, is unstoppable on the battlefield by virtue of this skill, killing many court officers and soldiers and disciples of major factions, many of which know their own Tiandou faction colleagues.

This scar-faced old monster can learn such magical skills, but he is afraid that his own line is in danger.

"Don't worry about me, you guys go quickly!" Yang Kai, the head of the dart, turned fierce and roared loudly, with determination and anxiety in his voice.

At this time, he can't take care of anything else, and Yang Kai, the head of the dart, only hopes that he can sacrifice himself, so that everyone in the dart game can escape, which is better than the annihilation of the whole army.

Everyone in the Huwei Dart Bureau looked at each other when they heard this, and some people were a little moved.

"Quack quack, I can't take care of myself, and I'm still in the mood to care about other people's lives and deaths, it's really ridiculous!" The scar-faced old monster laughed strangely, his arms struck, and between the collision of the golden rings, sparks flew everywhere, making a crisp sound.

Lin Changwei and Yang Kai, the head of the dart, have cooperated for many years, and know the temperament of the head of the dart Yang Kai, if it is not a last resort, the head of the dart Yang Kai will not give up the dart, leave himself behind, and let everyone escape.

"Don't leave yet!" Lin Changwei's face was ugly, and he suddenly shouted, he knew that he was afraid that he had encountered a hard stubble that was difficult to solve today, and Yang Kai, the head of the dart, was afraid that he had already reported his will to die when he spoke like this.

In addition to the people in the dart game who want to escape, even if they don't want to escape, they know that they can't help here, maybe they will be distracted by the head of the dart, so they simply gritted their teeth and turned around to leave.

"If you want to leave, where is it so easy, let's leave your life behind!"

The old monster who had not moved, sneered, snorted, jumped up, and pounced on everyone in the dart game, revealing a pair of iron and blue palms.

Yang Kai, the head of the dart, saw that Nong Lao Wei was moving, and his expression was anxious, so he wanted to stop it.

"Hmph, if you dare to be distracted by the old man, you are really looking for death!" The scar-faced old monster snorted coldly, the killing intent in his heart surged, and he swung out a punch and smashed it towards Yang Kai with the momentum of breaking through the air.

Yang Kai, the head of the dart, had no choice but to avoid it sideways, and the long knife in his hand slashed continuously, and the two fought together again.

Just when Yang Kai, the head of the dart, had no time to take care of him, Lin Changwei jumped up, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, and he made a move to "split Huashan", and slashed at the old monster who pounced on everyone in the dart game.

"Carving insect skills, dare to take it out and be embarrassed, go to death!" Nong Lao Wei's face was gloomy, and his right palm shot out like lightning, instantly appearing in front of Lin Changwei's long knife, Lin Changwei's move came out, and his strength was not successful, Nong Lao Monster's right palm grabbed fiercely, and it was directly embedded in Lin Changwei's long knife.

Lin Changwei's face changed greatly, he never thought that this old monster would dare to grab his blade empty-handed, and he was unscathed, he was in the air, and the long knife in his hand was caught, and he didn't know how to face it for a while.

Although he only hesitated for a moment, when he came back to his senses, it was too late for Lin Changwei to abandon the knife and retreat, so he felt that his body couldn't help but fall towards Nong Lao Wei.

With a muffled sound of "bang", a cold light flashed, and a miserable scream of "ah" sounded.

Lin Changwei's chest was sunken, and he flew out upside down, spitting blood from his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And the old monster grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, fell to his knees, and cried out in pain, "My hand, my hand!" His face was pale, his eyes widened, and his face was in disbelief.

At this time, the scar-faced old monster was defeating the head of the dart Yang Kai, and he had no power to fight back, and when he saw the old monster Nong, who was kneeling on the ground and lost his soul, his expression changed.

"Bold!" the scar-faced old monster looked angry, shouted violently, and shook his fist back Yang Kai, the head of the dart, and then punched out, a golden ring on his arm came out of his hand, and with a crisp sound of "dang", a long sword stabbed at the old monster was missed.

The golden ring struck the long sword, and the scar-faced old monster dodged in front of the old monster.

Feng Yiyi's Danfeng eyes narrowed, and he secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, through the attack on Lin Changwei by the old monster Nong, under his carelessness of the enemy, he was able to use the "star-chasing swordsmanship", a very fast move "chasing the stars and chasing the moon", a sword broke the tendon of the right hand of the old monster Nong, originally hoped to take the opportunity to kill it in one fell swoop when the old monster was injured and lost his mind in the state of the right hand of the old monster, but now it is blocked by the old monster with a scarface, but it is a great opportunity to miss in vain.

"Boy, you look for death, you look for death, I want you to die!" Nong Lao Monster came back to his senses, connected a few points on his right arm, tore off the cloth strip from his body, tied his right wrist well, stopped the bleeding from his right wrist, his expression was distorted, his crystal eyes stared at Feng Yi, and suddenly he screamed, pounced out, and slapped his left palm on Feng Yi's head.

Feng Yi squinted at a pair of Danfeng eyes, his expression was cold, he was not moved by his words and expression, the long sword in his hand swung out, as fast as lightning, and a sword stabbed at his left wrist, although the "Star Chasing Sword Technique" is only the basic sword technique of the Heaven Dou Sect, but it must not be underestimated, it is mainly fast and tricky, the higher the internal force, the faster the speed, and the more tricky the direction of the attack.

The old monster with the scarface was also quite moved, and the old monster Nong was injured in his right hand, for fear that he would make some mistakes, so he wanted to make a move and attack Toyochi with the old monster.

Just as the Scarface Old Monster exerted his strength at his feet, and was about to make a move, a long knife slashed at the Scarface Old Monster with a sound of breaking the air, but it was the chief dart head Yang Kai who blocked in front of the Scarface Old Monster.

"Look for death!" "Scarface's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and scolded, "Since you yourself are in a hurry to die, the old man will fulfill you!"

The scar-faced old monster raised his arm to block the long knife in the hand of Yang Kai, the head of the dart, and counterattacked with a fist.

Seeing Feng Yi's long sword attacking, Nong Lao Wei gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, turned his left hand, and suddenly accelerated, as if he was dealing with Lin Changwei, and grabbed the long sword in Feng Yi's hand with his palm.

Feng Yiyi's Danfeng eyes narrowed violently, and he sneered in his heart, You are looking for death by yourself, but you can't complain about me.

The internal force in Fengyi's body rushed out, and the long sword in his hand also accelerated violently, stabbing at Nong Old Monster.

"Ah...... Ugh!"

The old monster screamed, then came to an abrupt halt, a long sword piercing through its chest.

"Why, what, but, can?" said the old monster, his eyes bulging, and his face in disbelief.

Feng Yi's face was indifferent, ignoring Nong's question.

But this old monster was really careless, he was too confident in his iron palms, and thought that if he could grab the long knife in Lin Changwei's hand empty-handed, he would be able to grab the long sword in Feng Yi's hand.

But he didn't know that although the long sword in Feng Yi's hand was not a divine weapon, the "Pure Yang Heart Sutra" he cultivated was itself superior to refinement, and after the refining of the "Yuanyang Purple Qi", it was even more pure.

You must know that Feng Yi only practiced the "Heavenly Dou Sect's Basic Internal Strength" at the beginning, and his internal force was refined under the refinement of "Yuanyang Purple Qi", and it was not weaker than that of his master Kaiyang Zhenren Bai Yi, not to mention the refined internal force of the "Pure Yang Heart Sutra".

Under the incomparable internal force of the "Pure Yang Heart Sutra", the long sword in Feng's hand is not a divine weapon, but it is not weaker than a divine weapon, and the extremely fast long sword directly cuts off the palm of Nong's left hand, and a sword pierces into his chest.

Nong Lao Wei didn't see Fengyi answer, but he couldn't wait, tilted his head, and swallowed his last breath.

Nong's eyes bulged, I was afraid that at his age, he would be carried in the hands of a little doll, and he was really dead.

"Old ghost!" "Old ghost!" the scar-faced old monster screamed sadly, the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, his right fist became the top of Mount Tai, and a punch smashed the long knife in the hand of the head of the dart Yang Kai, who had been beaten by the scar-faced old monster, and the head of the dart Yang Kai, who had been beaten by the scar-faced old monster, suddenly opened the door, and the scar-faced old monster's left fist swung out like a meteor falling to the ground, and the head of the total dart Yang Kai was in the middle, and the red and white splashed all over his body, but the scar-faced old monster didn't mind.

Feng Yiyi's Danfeng eyes shrank suddenly, his gaze was slightly cold, and his heart was filled with murderous intent.

Although he didn't get along with the chief dart head Yang Kai for a long time, but in the process of getting along these days, the two got along very happily, and it can even be said that Yang Kai, the head of the dart, took care of himself for the first time.

At this time, Yang Kai, the head of the dart, was hammered and killed by the scar-faced old monster in front of him, and a strong killing intent rose in Fengyi's heart.

Feng Yi had a cold face, staring at the old monster with a gloomy gaze, raised his foot and stepped on the old monster, and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, and when the long sword was completely withdrawn, Feng showed a contemptuous look, and kicked the corpse of the old monster to the ground with one kick, making a muffled sound of "poof", Feng didn't mind the dust splashed, did not dodge, and let it fly freely.

The old monster with a scarface looked at his old friend, kicked away by the little beast in front of him like a dead dog, an old face flushed, his face was distorted, and the scar on his face was like a living scarlet centipede, hideous and terrifying.

"Ah...... Little brute, I want you to die, I want you to die!" The scar-faced old monster let out a sharp scream, his arms shook violently, the gold ring on his arm rattled, and he kicked under his feet, splashing countless dust, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and pounced on Fengyi.

Although Feng Yi had a contemptuous look on his face, he never dared to underestimate it in his heart, and he was full of spirit, it was a fluke to be able to easily kill Nong Lao Monster, if it wasn't for his carelessness, he wouldn't be able to do it easily.

The old monster with a scarface was already furious at this time, and he wanted to kill the little beast in front of him with a punch.

The scar-faced old monster slammed his right hand directly at Toyoichi's temple, and his determination to restrain Toyoichi to death was undisguised.

The speed was so fast, Feng Yi's heart froze, and his body leaned back to avoid the iron fist of the scar-faced old monster.

The scar-faced old monster's sharp fist wind blew on Fengyi's face, which actually made Fengyi feel a slight tingling pain on his face.

Feng Yi shook the long sword in his hand and stabbed at the shoulder of the scar-faced old monster "Shoulder Well Point".

Although the scar-faced old monster has just experienced the pain of losing a friend, it is the time of anger, but its reaction speed has not slowed down at all, his left arm is raised, and the long sword swings away, and the golden ring long sword strikes each other with a piercing friction sound, and his right fist punches the "Tanzhong acupoint" in Fengyi's chest.