Bai Sha picked up the black sha on the ground, looked up to the sky and howled, his voice was grief-stricken, miserable and complaining, the void of the earthquake trembled, and the black sha was dying in his arms, his eyes were blurred, his hands kept twitching, and it was obvious that he had reached the point of exhaustion.

"Brother Wuyi, are you okay?" Zhou Chang was approaching, worried about the situation of Wuyi, but he saw that he was fierce and energetic, not at all like he had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and his heart was strange and happy.

Zhang Wuyi thought to himself: "That black man's heart-destroying palm is also very powerful, and the palm strength also carries the true qi of the yin to the evil, if it weren't for his Jiuyang divine skill to protect the body, plus the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are also the palm of the most rigid and yang, it's really hard to say who wins and who loses!"

Bai Xu was heartbroken, and kept calling the black man, for fear that he would fall asleep and never wake up again. Although it is said that part of the opponent's palm power has been spelled out, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are fierce and unparalleled, and the strength is unparalleled, how can the black evil be able to resist, and finally was swept by the remaining strength of the palm, broke the valve, and ran out of oil.

Zhang Wuyi concentrated, and at the same time guarded in secret, this Yin Feng Shuangsha martial arts is extremely high, although the black evil is no longer a concern, but the white evil claw is good, the yin is ruthless and strange, the skill is not under the black evil, Wuyi really dare not be careless.

The black evil was seriously injured, how domineering and violent the eighteen palms of the dragon descended, at this moment he only felt that his internal organs were displaced, the bones of his body were broken, the meridians were retrograde, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", and his eyes were black, unconscious.

"Ah......" Bai Xu roared, his true qi skyrocketed, his long hair flew flying, his face was hideous, and his resentment was extremely vicious.

"Uncle Zhou, quickly retreat!" Zhang Wuyi saw Bai Sha like this, knowing that she was crazy because of the black evil, she had completely lost her mind, and she would be in trouble in the blink of an eye, so he pushed hard and pushed Zhou Changfeng three zhang away.

Zhou Changfeng was crazy when he saw the white, and he wanted to remind Wuyi, but he didn't want a soft wind to send him, so he pushed himself out of more than three zhang, and then landed smoothly outside Sanzhang, and he was shocked again, thinking: "Wuyi has such a means, but I am too worried." ”

Sure enough, at the moment when Zhou Changfeng had just stood firm, Bai Xuan jumped up and fought towards Wuyi. Bai Sha is sad and angry, crazy because of love, desperate moves, the yin wind up and down Zhou's body is agitated, and the true qi is dancing, even if she is separated by three zhang, she can still feel her murderous aura, which makes Zhou Changfeng's back chill.

No memory left and right, moving and jumping, not shaking with the white evil, the two are entangled and fighting. Bai Sha's body is dexterous, his claws are like the wind, like a ghost, Wu Yi muttered in his heart: "This person's martial arts are very strange, very different from the way of Jiuyang taught by his grandfather, and he is not prepared to attack people with yin and poison, but it is not a good martial art, but he always feels that something is missing" Wu Yi was suspicious in his heart, and wanted to understand the martial arts made by Bai Sha. This thought is a lifetime, and it is inevitable that there will be reservations when making moves, but Bai Sha is diametrically opposed, she has no memory and hatred to the bones, and she can't kill him under her claws. Fortunately, Wuyi has Jiuyang True Qi to protect his body, and he can turn danger into a disaster at every critical moment and avoid the fatal claw attack of Bai Sha.

In fact, what the white evil made is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, which is the martial arts in the Nine Yin True Scripture that shook the rivers and lakes hundreds of years ago, to the yin to the soft, but this peerless magic has been lost for a hundred years, I don't know where this Yin Wind Double Evil came from, but what the two of them got is a fragment, and the exercises recorded on the fragment are missing, and the two are in a hurry, so they will practice like this. Rao is like this, the martial arts of the two of them are already good. Unfortunately, the two first met Lin Yinyin, who was good at swordsmanship, in the Ghost Valley, and the black evil was cut off by the other party, and then in order to concentrate on practice, they went away from home and came to the vicinity of this remote hidden village.

Zhang Wuyi's martial arts talent is extremely high, and through the Jiuyang True Qi to open up the second vein of Ren Du, he has the ability to never forget any martial arts, after more than 30 moves, he has already noticed that there is a problem with the martial arts made by Bai Sha, which is not as powerful as it seems to be, as for the problem, Wuyi can't see through it. In fact, the Nine Yin True Sutra is broad and profound, and it gathers the essence of Taoism, how can it be practiced overnight? Not to mention that it is a glimpse of the way in such a short period of time.

After another twenty moves, the white evil offensive was still unabated, and his figure was erratic, like a ghost. Wuyi will protect the true qi of Jiuyang around his body, no matter how the other party changes, he will always hold the yuan and keep one, and the spirit platform will be clear.

Bai Xu was anxious, and secretly thought: "What kind of martial arts does this little thief make, it is very powerful, my Nine Yin White Bone Claw is extremely sharp, one claw goes down, and it is not a problem to pierce the golden cracking stone, how can it not pierce his protective true qi? Not only that, but it is faintly painful and scorching by the shock of this little thief's protective true qi, and the heat is unbearable. The claws in his hands were still "gurgling", constantly probing, attacking, wanting to break the memorial Jiuyang True Qi.

Seeing that Bai Sha's sudden move eased up, like a temptation, his heart was in his heart at the moment, and he knew that the opportunity was rare, so he let out a long roar, rubbed his feet violently, and soared into the air, one moved, his body was facing down, and his inner anger turned sharply, and he gathered his dantian in his right palm and slammed it out towards Bai Sha. Suddenly, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the sound of a dragon's groan shook the heavens and the earth, the momentum was as big as opening the heavens and the earth, and the castration was extremely like a shoal torrent. The Flying Dragon in the Sky in the Eighteen Palms of the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon is designed to be so that no matter how dexterous and unpredictable the opponent is, he only needs to slap it with a real palm to scatter the real body and phantom, so that the opponent can avoid it.

Bai Sha heard the sound of the dragon groaning, and then several mountains of palm power swept over, immediately shocked, hurriedly flashed her body, trying to avoid the palm power, but no matter how she jumped, the palm power can still break through the wind, as if she has long eyes, so that she can not avoid, seeing that she can't avoid it, Bai Sha simply turned his heart sideways, screamed, and the wind around his body suddenly rose, like a group of demons dancing, hunting sound.

There was a loud "boom", the soil and rocks flew, the grass and trees were damaged, and the sand and stones flew everywhere the palm power of the memory passed, and the huge pit was deep. Bai Sha couldn't dodge, and he took the palm of Wuyi, and she retreated five steps with the fierce masculine force, and spit out three mouthfuls of blood before stopping.

After a palm of no memory, he went down in the void, retracted the palm power, and landed on the ground steadily, and did not take advantage of the victory, he knew the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and Bai Sha took this palm, I am afraid that he would have to pay a lot of price.

Bai Sha staggered, his originally pale face became miserable white, and his eyes were a little less sharp when he opened and closed, obviously not lightly injured.

Zhou Changfeng was calm, and before he woke up from the fierce duel just now, his heart trembled, and Zhang Wuyi struck out with a palm, the sky and the earth changed color, mixed with the sound of the dragon's groan, and it was extremely powerful, this martial arts cultivation can be said to have subverted his perception of martial arts. He sighed unconsciously, when there is really a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, Wu Yi is still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but he has such a profound martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that Dongfang Bai, the former owner of Xiaoyao Villa, the first person in the martial arts back then, may not be his opponent when he is alive.

Bai Sha was also shocked, but he didn't want him and Hei Sha to practice the Nine Yin True Scripture, thinking that his martial arts were invincible in the world, but he suffered a secret loss in the hands of the two teenagers, and said unwillingly: "Xiao ...... Who the hell are you, boy? Why...... Why are martial arts so powerful?"

Zhang Wuyi was stunned and thought, "Who am I? You ask me, who should I ask?" Grandpa said that Zhang Wuyi was chosen by him later, and his previous name is unknown. After thinking about it, Wuyi replied: "My name is Zhang Wuyi, my martial arts were taught by my grandfather, and compared to his old man, it is not great!" Zhang Wuyi has a very high talent in martial arts, but his heart is pure and honest, so he answers the truth.

Bai Sha smiled miserably, looked up to the sky and said: "Old ghost, I can't imagine that you and I are practicing hard, hoping to be invincible in the Jianghu martial arts one day, but I never thought that I couldn't even beat a hairy boy today, it's really ridiculous!" After speaking, Bai Sha actually laughed again, but there was a little more desolation in this laughter.

"No Memory, kill them to get rid of the trouble!" Zhou Changfeng shouted urgently, wanting to let the villagers of Hidden Village completely get rid of the scourge.

Wu Yi was startled when he heard this, and unconsciously turned to look at the circumference wind, and at this moment, Bai Sha suddenly jumped back, and a "Male Eagle Fighting Rabbit" grabbed the black Sha and galloped away.

"Not good!" Zhou Changfeng was startled, and wanted to chase after him, but found that Bai Sha had long since disappeared into the night at this moment, and he was gone.

"Uncle Zhou!" Wu Yi rushed over.

Zhou Changfeng said regretfully: "Hey, let's let them run away!" There seemed to be infinite chagrin in his heart.

Wuyi smiled, scratched the back of his head again, and comforted: "Uncle Zhou, you don't have to worry, the two of them were injured by my palm, their true qi collapsed, and they were no longer able to do evil, especially the black evil, I just saw him dying, and I don't know if he is dead or alive!"

When Zhou Changfeng heard this, he finally felt some comfort in his heart, and the most important thing was that they would not kill the villagers of Yin Village, and they would try their best to fight in vain. Zhou Changfeng thought of this, his mood was slightly soothed, Fang Cai's sense of regret and boredom disappeared, and he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Brother Wuyi, I saw that your palm technique just now is really powerful, the palm is fast, the power is endless, and there is a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring, can you tell me about the famous hall here?"

Seeing Zhou Changfeng's face of approval, he couldn't help but be shy, and said slowly: "Uncle Zhou, it's nothing, this set of palms I made was taught to me by my grandfather, called the eighteen palms of the dragon, so that when the general comes out, it will be accompanied by the sound of the dragon's groan, this set of palms is brave and strong, but it is very tight!"

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending?" Zhou Changfeng was shocked, secretly thinking that in the past hundred years, the rivers and lakes had never heard of this set of palm techniques, but after thinking about it, what kind of person Zhang Wucheng was, it was not strange that he would pass down such a shocking palm technique, so he was relieved.