Zhao Xinming only smelled a fishy smell coming to his nose, inhaling it into his body, penetrating his skin, flesh and bones, and suddenly his whole body was sore, and the blood in his whole body seemed to explode out of his body. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info fortunately, the artistic conception of 'only one' runs all over the body, Zhao Xinming took a big mouth and exhaled a long breath of light red, which was not affected in the slightest. Elder Liu, Elder Su, and Elder Qin were all amazed in their eyes.

In the middle of this breath, Elder Jin had already attacked. Zhao Xinming hurriedly withdrew his right foot slightly, leaned his body slightly, and held his hands round in front of his chest. This is the first time that Zhao Xinming's "Li Jiaquan" has encountered a strong enemy after Dacheng, only to feel a strong force passing by, Zhao Xinming circled in place, his upper body shook a few times, and he took it unscathed!

Everyone secretly praised, Elder Jin frowned, and muttered, "Is it natural?"

Zhao Xinming didn't dare to talk, his eyes were fixed on Elder Jin, only to see Elder Jin laugh loudly, and said coldly: "Boy, it's a little interesting." The old man asks you again, would you like to join my teaching?"

Zhao Xinming was unmoved, and said in a deep voice: "Please also ask Elder Jin to take back his fate!"

"Zhao Xinming, do you think that you can win against the old man with this set of boxing techniques?" Elder Jin sneered.

Zhao Xinming shook his head and said, "Elder Jin's martial arts are strong, and Xinming is ashamed of himself. Xin Ming didn't want to join the 'Blood God Sect', so he also asked Elder Jin to fulfill it. ”

"Hehe, okay, the old man will fulfill you now. Elder Jin sneered and flew up.

Elder Liu moved, Elder Su and Elder Qin took a step forward at the same time, and Elder Liu had to retract his steps. Elder Jin made a move this time without reservation, and between the internal energy running, a faint layer of blood qi was shrouded in Zhou's body, constantly changing its form with the wind, adding a bit of mystery.

Every time Elder Jin slapped his palm, he would inevitably stir up a wave of blood, and the thick blood qi would soon spread throughout the entire hall. This blood qi is not the blood of slaughtering pigs and sheep, but a kind of blood poison! Zhao Xinming relied on the characteristic of "self-only" artistic conception to reject foreign objects, and kept sucking in and spitting out, without being affected in the slightest. Except for Elder Liu, Elder Su, and Elder Qin, who opened the bridge between heaven and earth and could eliminate blood poison, the rest of the people were all poisoned, sour and weak, and sat on the chair, struggling to support their internal strength.

Liu Lao was worried about the young master, and hurriedly retreated. Su and Qin seized the opportunity and flew one after the other. The people in the "Ghost Domain" have the same word "poison" in their kung fu, and the same is true for Su and Qin. At this time, the power turned all over the body, and the four palms of the two people, one green and one black, flew up and down, staggered. Liu Lao sneered, and caught the two of them at the same time with both palms. The four palms met, only a "bang" was heard, Su and Qin retreated, and Elder Liu's upper body shook slightly, as solid as a rock!

Elder Qin stood firm and sneered, "Elder Liu, are you still satisfied with the old man's palm?"

Liu Lao looked at the palm of his hand, his left palm was slightly green, and his right palm was slightly black, one green and one black slowly spread, and after a while, it was covered with palms. Liu Lao sneered, silently used his internal strength, the palms of his hands were red, and soon two faint mist of green and black slowly steamed up, and the color of his palms quickly faded.

Su and Qin glanced at each other, faintly feeling uneasy. Liu Lao's kung fu is far beyond their imagination, and this kung fu of forcing drugs is even more unheard of. After a while, Liu Lao forced out the poison in his palm, flew up, slapped his palms continuously, and the palm power was superimposed layer by layer, directly hitting Su and Qin. In the blink of an eye, the two of them felt suffocated, and the other party's palm power was surging and unstoppable, like a glimpse of an invisible wall, hitting them head-on.

The two were shocked, how could they have time to think about countermeasures, and hurriedly stood side by side, and at the same time shot against Liu Lao. There was another loud bang, and the two of them took three steps back, standing firm again, and Liu Lao had already killed in front of him. The three of them fought as a group, and Liu Lao's martial arts were far above the two of them, but he was worried about the young master and did not finish his all-out; second, Su and Qin were highly poisonous, although Liu Lao was not afraid, but he also had scruples and did not dare to get involved easily, so the situation was stalemate for a while.

Zhao Xinming's side is full of dangers. The two fought more than ten times, and Elder Jin clapped more than ten palms in a row, but Zhao Xinming was even more slippery than a loach, and fled in all directions in this hall. These more than ten palms smashed half of the tables and chairs in the hall, but they didn't even touch the corners of Zhao Xinming's clothes. After fighting for more than ten times, Elder Jin glanced at it, and his figure flashed to Fan Changzhong's side. Fan Changzhong was frightened, and was about to speak, Elder Jin was irritable in his heart, and with a palm split, Fan Changzhong settled the account!

Elder Jin drew his knife in his hand, and slashed his left arm with his backhand, and a stream of blood splashed out, all falling on the knife. Elder Jin shouted violently, and with a touch of the blade in his left hand, a trace of bewitching red light flashed on the blade. Zhao Xinming's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took out a fist glove and put it on his hand. Elder Jin flicked his wrist and stabbed straight with his sword. Zhao Xinming hurriedly flashed sideways, only to smell a strong smell of blood passing by, and then swept over again. Zhao Xinming hurriedly clenched his fist with his left hand and gently blocked the blade.

The fists and knives were connected, only a crisp sound of "stabbing" was heard, and a gap was actually cut on the fist gloves! Zhao Xinming was shocked, Elder Jin sneered, and said, "Zhao Xinming, how about the old man's 'Blood Refining Knife'?"

Zhao Xinming didn't say anything, and retreated again and again. Elder Jin held the knife in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Xinming, the old man will give you another chance, if you join my sect, the old man will directly accept you as an apprentice, how about it?"

Zhao Xinming shook his head again and said, "Xinming, thank you for your kindness. ”

"Good, good. Elder Jin was furious and slashed down with his sword. Zhao Xinming sideways avoided the blade and punched Elder Jin on the side of the waist. An extremely strong internal energy surged madly, Zhao Xinming couldn't resist it, and spit out a mouthful of blood when he landed, only then did he wake up, the person in front of him was a master of Waigang, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back!

Elder Jin had already grasped this, sneered, and swung his sword again. In all fairness, Elder Jin's sword skills are not very clever, and he has used a lot of low-level sword techniques, and the connections between the moves are blunt and full of flaws.

It's a pity that Zhao Xinming only has four levels of internal strength, although he saw these flaws, he didn't dare to fight back, so he could only keep retreating. Elder Jin was slashing and slashing, and his speed was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, all of them were shrouded in a sword light. After more than 20 fights, Zhao Xinming has been forced into a dead end. Elder Jin swung his sword down again, Zhao Xinming had no way to avoid it, so he had to swing his fist to block, the sword flashed, and the fist gloves shattered in response.

Seeing that the blade fell again, Zhao Xinming could only close his eyes and wait for death. At this moment, with a "bang", the door was knocked open again, and two figures flew in. Everyone hurriedly looked, only to see a big man covered in blood walking in, breathing heavily, his steps were vague, and a faint brilliance flashed on the surface of his body from time to time.