Unexpectedly, An Long had been prepared, and he was not frightened by his strange trick, but instead saw the opportunity and gathered momentum.

When the sharp energy of Pi Chen's next finger was drawn at a delicate angle to a distance of about two inches from his fat neck, he took a strange step like a tanuki in a completely abnormal way that went against the body of the meat ball, and leaned ghostly towards the dead corner on the lower left side of Bi Chen, as if he was about to fall, and suddenly stood up like a mountain.

With a playful smile on his face, he said: "Brother Bichen is young, why is his every move so dull, like an old coffin, isn't it really for your master to squeeze an adult?"

On the other side, Zuo Youxian wanted to make a pinch, but seeing An Long's body like a mountain of meat, and the ups and downs of the line gave people a feeling of lightness and well-behaved, and immediately guessed that the other party was trying to overcome the restraint of the body type, especially in the footwork, and could rely on the mysterious footwork, take advantage of the subtle change of the fat body to make a mistake and fall and suppress, and turn the shortcomings into advantages.

Seeing that An Long still had room to laugh when he dealt with Bi Chen's strange and subtle attack, Zuo Youxian's heart sank, his vigilance increased greatly, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

An Long had a smile on his face, but he secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, and his two hands with full strength suddenly turned his fingers into a knife, and before he could land on the ground, the old power had been exhausted and the new power had not been born, and he stabbed it six times in a row like lightning between breathing and speaking, which was extremely powerful.

The energy is in the air, and all of them are vicious and fatal tricks.

He has always hidden a knife in his smile, the brighter his smile, the more murderous he is, and he seems to be careless when he just opened his mouth to laugh, but in fact, he has indeed sneaked his best efforts, ready to deal with the two of them, and hit the two of them off guard with the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, and took the opportunity to get out.

On the left, you are cautious. Timidity inadvertently frustrated his calculations.

Bichen shot blindly, lost a move, and immediately fell into the disadvantage of beating and defending, and tried his best to make his fists out. The upper seal and the lower interception, just right to block An Long's overwhelming mountains, every time he attacked from an unexpected angle, every time he blocked, he took half a step back diagonally, and when he blocked the sixth blow, his heel had stepped on the outer edge of the plank road.

Just one step away, his tall and thin body forced An Long out of the plank road and fell off the cliff!

With a fierce force, An Long's momentum was exhausted and forced to retreat. Bichen hurriedly moved a step to the middle of the plank road, only to find that there was a cold sweat behind him.

The palpitations in his heart did not disappear, and while he glared fiercely at Zuo Youxian, who was still doing the pestle on the other side, he also secretly regretted cooperating with this goods who had not achieved enough things and had more than enough failures.

Although Zuo Youxian knew that he was at a loss, he was not embarrassed at all. just hurriedly took advantage of An Long's forced retreat and swung his sword to attack. The cold light is like electricity, and the gloomy atmosphere is like a waterfall rolling wildly.

And An Long is as good at physical method as he expected, **** under his sword **** right fall, sometimes rapid and fast, sometimes heavy and slow, but no matter how fast as the wind or lotus step Shanshan. can always dodge just right to the dead corner where his sword-style attacks are hard to reach.

Therefore, although Zuo Youxian seemed to use the meridian sword to make the cold light fill the air, roaring with strength, and sending out a fierce attack like mercury, he was always a little bit close to catching up with this "Roshan", and he couldn't even force him to make a hard move.

Just on Zuo Youxian, the attack was fruitless. The moment the momentum fell, An Long immediately knew that he could not miss the opportunity, his body stopped without warning, his two palms were pushed out, and he swept the enemy with strength, and a kick flew out at the bottom at the same time, and he kicked the crotch of Zuo Youxian at the bottom.

Zuo Youxian swung his sword to slash the fat pig's feet kicked by An Long, and his left hand was ready to make up for the flaws in the same stream of Jian Gang at any time, and he used it secretly to accumulate strength, and used it with a punch to block An Long's palms.

"Peng!"

Energetic exclamation.

Zuo Youxian's complexion changed greatly, but he felt that the fierce and domineering he was proud of, and the evil and gloomy aura, gave the other party a deep but condensed and pure energy that was far inferior to his own, and it was like a hot iron rod that burned red and smashed butter.

At the moment, he snorted miserably, and retreated, and his face was blue and red, showing that the [Meridian Gang] strength was poured back, and the whole body was moved, causing the yin and yang, rigidity and softness of the imperial envoy to be injected with meridian flow in the body.

An Long was also uncomfortable, but he resisted the urge to gasp for air, and his hands were either fists or knives, claws and palms, and the wind swept away towards the left wandering immortal like a fallen leaf.

Bichen's eyes flickered, and after a little hesitation, he finally floated forward quickly, and the sandalwood sword he carried quietly came out of the sheath and attacked An Long's back heart, relieving Zuo Youxian.

But after a moment's relief, Zuo Youxian, who was not breathing, had already sweated and complained bitterly to An Long's fast attack.

At this moment, seeing An Long spinning around and clapping his hands to deal with the sandalwood sword that cleared the dust, Zuo Youxian hurriedly took advantage of the force of An Long's kick to fly back two feet, and hurriedly adjusted his breath.

An Long laughed, regardless of Zuo Youxian, his fat body stumbled, dexterously avoided the oblique stab of the sword of the dust, approached its front, and suddenly spun up like a spinning top, holding his hands to make a lotus potential, the energy burst into the air, shocking the ear drums, almost about to bloom into invisible lotus flowers, and the surrounding air suddenly became extremely hot.

Bichen exclaimed: "[Tianxin Lotus Ring]?" In the process of flying back, Xuan was shocked and uncertain - although the [Tianxin Lotus Ring] is famous, it is also extremely difficult to practice, and no one in the Heavenly Lotus Sect has practiced it for two consecutive generations, even if An Fat Man is full of genius, it is impossible for him to practice such a stunt at such a young age!

However, in the next moment, Bichen felt that the scorching and ruthless, condensed and refined true qi came through the air, enveloping himself like a net of heaven and earth, and its sharpness far exceeded his own estimate, as if it was a precursor to the unique scorching lotus energy of the [Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring]!

I have heard for a long time that the scorching lotus strength is extremely lethal, and it can burn the opponent's meridians and break the soil, and the yin damage is very great, even if An Fatzi's skill is still shallow, he can only send out a lotus force, but in this narrow plank road, there is nowhere to dodge, and the person who is hit is not comfortable, and he has to deal with other killers who follow Fat Man, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not lay a cliff......

In an instant, he sorted out the stakes, his eyelids jumped, and he didn't hesitate to connect his toes and drift back faster.

An Long's whirling fat body suddenly gave up the dust, leaned to the other side like drunkenness, and in the blink of an eye, he forced Zuo Youxian to the place in front of him, and his fleshy fist slammed out.

Before the fist arrived, a beam of cold and cold, and the energy full of evil yin smell smashed straight into Zuo Youxian's heart like an iron rod.

Zuo Youxian was shocked, although he vaguely guessed in a flash that the [Tianxin Lotus Ring] that An Long wanted to perform just now was just a pretense, but this punch in front of him was indeed the real kung fu of An Long's accumulation of strength, although he had adjusted his qi evenly, but he was in a hurry to accumulate enough energy, if he collided with An Long, I am afraid that it would be worse than the end of the previous blow, and it was not as simple as the [Meridian Gang] counterattack!

Without any hesitation, Zuo Youxian dodged with a short body, and at the same time swung his sword to draw a heavy sword curtain to protect his upper body, not seeking merit, but seeking his own safety.

An Long was overjoyed, his fat body rose from the ground, and with a somersault, he leaped three zhang above Zuo Youxian in a relaxed posture that was so sensitive that anyone could be stunned today, and fell six or seven zhang behind him.

I don't know if it's because his unique light technique still lacks a little heat, or if his weight like a mountain of meat is too overwhelming for any road, and the plank road paved with thick planks creaks under his feet.

Just when An Long successfully escaped from the pinch dilemma and desperately wanted to run away, the dragon's roar swept along the cliff attached to the plank road like a stormy wave.

Regardless of whether the three people on the plank road were willing or not, the whistling sound waves full of infinite innate true qi were surging into the ears of the three people like mercury, making them far beyond the spiritual ears of ordinary people to hear any other sounds, and the sharp eyes that were not inferior to the eagle were also blurred, their minds were turbulent, and their true qi was scattered.

In addition, An Long had no pain or abnormality in his body, but his face was miserable for a moment, just because he was the first to discover the strangeness of this howling sound - it was obviously a domineering and incomparable long howl, but it gave people a strange feeling of being separated, high to infinite, low and infinite, just like the sound of the qin and Xiao Dao played by everyone in the Qin Dao and Xiao Dao, and it had reached the realm of sound in the world.

Thinking of the timing of the other party's long howl, a thought flashed across An Long's last trace of clear spirit - it's over, the three of us are fighting here for life and death, and the yellow finch is behind, and the pot is served......

Sure enough, the next moment the howling stopped abruptly, and a huge qi machine fell from the sky with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming peak, and at the same time, there was a burst of clear laughter, "Hahaha......

Could it be that this young master is full of luck today, otherwise how could there be a true preacher and the living secrets of the Heavenly Lotus Sect sent to the door?

Tianyu didn't take it, but took the blame, and Young Master Ben could only laugh and accept it......"

Hearing that the comers broke through their respective divisions in one go, An Long's faces suddenly turned pale, knowing that if the other party was either a fellow of the Holy Gate, he was the enemy of the Holy Gate, and the most likely was the former.

In many cases, the like-minded are more terrible than the enemy!

Thinking of the torture that the various factions of the Holy Gate were completely different but could all make people worse than death, especially the [Five Extreme Punishments] that evolved from the fragment of the [Torture Escape Technique] of the Extinguishing Feelings, the three of them had their scalps numb, and they all wanted to pull their legs and flee.

But what made the three of them horrified was that it wasn't until the moment they subconsciously lifted their feet that the three of them found that they had been shocked by the seemingly innocuous howling sound before, and their hands and feet were sore, and it was difficult to lift a breath of true qi.

Forcibly concentrating on their breath, each of them was dizzy and staggered, and the three of them gasped in their hearts, and they all cried out in unison: It's over! -- The howling sound actually contained a mysterious spiritual attack, which had unconsciously dampened the minds of the three people.

How could the three of them not understand that since the other party was good at spiritual secret methods, it was enough to make people reveal the secrets hidden in their hearts in ignorance, even if they and the others wanted to resist torture, it would be difficult to keep the sect's Zhenfang skills! )