On the top of the condensing forest, the cold wind is howling, and the sand is flying away from the rocks.

But there was no one who was blowing his face to cover the wind and moving half an inch—even the four blood-armored golems who were unconscious stood in place in a daze.

Everyone's eyes, whether they were gods or not, whether they were hot or cold, whether they were bitter or smiling, all converged on that person at this moment.

The man who could still straighten his back under the weight of hundreds of pounds of two puppets.

The person who has the reputation of 'Little Seven Heroes' and 'Hundred Enemies'.

Under the sky, Mount Tai stands up.

With a seven-foot body, it is comparable to the peak of ten thousand feet.

None of them can be crossed.

"Children's ——————!!"

A roar of rage dispersed all the chill on the top of the Condensing Forest Mountain.

Yin Zheng, who was already covered in blood, glared at his eyes, purple tendons burst out on his forehead, and his arms suddenly exerted force, actually grabbing the throats of the two blood-armored puppets, lifting them into the air, and throwing them in the direction of Yin Shao.

Seeing this scene, the graceful man who was standing on the sedan chair with his left hand behind his back and who had always been calm and calm also stared at his two eyes. You know, this puppet is a wooden veneer core, and the weight alone is more than 200 catties, and at this moment, with a set of more than 100 catties of foot armor, a puppet is naturally no less than 300 catties - and this Yin Zheng, not only can he lift it up one in one hand, just like dealing with a drooping child, but he can also throw it like a stone on the street dozens of steps away, which is really a little astonishing.

Although the graceful man, that is, the 'surname without a surname' in Yin Zheng's mouth, had a fight with Yin Zheng's Xiao Xuanwu three years ago, and he knew very well in his heart that although the Yin family's [Qianjun Jin] was known as 'Qianjun', it was actually only a hundred catties of strength...... But at this moment, he didn't dare to be so convinced.

The spear brocade robe suddenly raised his head, looking at the two blood-armored puppets that were thrown by Yin Zheng flying in the air, and smashed into the other two armored puppets that were running towards him, crashing into a loud bang, crashing into the dust, and knocking out a broken bone.

Before the dust cleared, Yin Shao was already surprised and said in surprise: "Uncle!"

I saw the man standing in front of the sedan chair, the man standing on the top of the sky, the man who always made him feel at ease, and smiled faintly at him.

"Whew—"

Two fountains of blood gushed out from the man's shoulders, and in an instant the earth turned red. The man's expression was hideous, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his arms hung weakly over his shoulders, his body swayed, and he was about to fall forward.

"Uncle ——!!"

Yin Shao was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over with Qimen, throwing away the spear in his hand without hesitation, and reaching out to help his uncle.

Uncle was very heavy, Yin Shao took at least two steps back, his knees bent and almost knelt on the ground, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

But Yin Shao still held on.

held the weight that has supported the Yin family for twenty years.

Jin Pao hurriedly looked at the injuries on Yin Zheng's body, and saw that there were several terrifying purple tendons on his face and neck, and there were two large cuts on his shoulders that were half a finger wide, and blood could not stop spilling from them, which was really terrifying.

"Uncle, you, you wounded ......" Yin Shao looked anxious, and immediately tore open the brocade robe on his body, wanting to bandage his uncle's wounds, but he couldn't do anything - only those two openings were too big, and he couldn't stop them from bleeding at all, "This, this ......"

"It's okay...... Hahaha, children...... Don't worry. ”

Yin Zheng, who was already sweating profusely, smiled faintly at him. He took a few long breaths, struggled to get the breath in his body, and gathered towards the wounds on his shoulders, barely blocking the outflow of sperm and blood. Although this kind of Qimen hemostatic method is efficient and practical, it requires the caster's dantian to condense a steady stream of internal breath - but just now Yin Zheng's vomiting blood in his chest already shows that the dantian in his chest is already chaotic at this moment.

But even so, he still raised the corners of his lips at Yin Shao and said, 'Uncle is fine'.

Standing on the vermilion sedan chair, wearing a crown and wearing a coat, he squinted his eyes, watched his embarrassed appearance, and seemed to have a soft 'hum-' in his throat.

The Yin family is a hundred enemies, aren't you to blame?

The Qi Gate of the Yin family is the number of people who have walked horizontally. This number of roads is simple, and it is the number of roads that tens of millions of Qimen Xuanshi and martial arts knights have to practice, but in Qimen, only the Yin family specializes in it.

Because of this, the Yin family is weak.

The reason is simple. First, in the martial arts where everyone uses knives and guns, it is better to say that there is an invulnerable physique, not to mention how majestic it is, but in the Qimen where the moves are more mysterious and like to win with tricks and tricks, invulnerability is not so important. Therefore, horizontal training muscles and bones are not dominant in Qimen.

Second, compared with the invisible, intangible, and intangible, there is a limit to the strength of human muscles and bones. No matter how much a person exercises, his strength is so strong, he is just capable of destroying pig iron - but if the internal and external breath condensed by Qimen Qiyun is injected into the muscles and bones of the human body, then the theory of splitting steel by hand and breaking the river with one finger is not a saying.

But don't inject too much. Once injected too much, the muscles and bones of the human body will fall apart because they can't bear the strength of the breath - this is why the people in the Qi Gate will be more inclined to use the breath to perform moves, or inject it into the spirit jade divine weapon to release the sword qi to kill and injure the enemy, rather than doing it themselves.

People are like steel, but they are not steel.

Therefore, although the Qi Sect of the Yin family can make people carry a hundred catties of giant tripods and smash the fine iron chains, it is impossible for people to really punch a thousand pounds - unless that person only wants to punch this one in this life.

However, Yin Zheng, who had just thrown a puppet with one arm, may have thought so.

The purple tendons on his neck were actually the blood veins in his body, and the two arms hanging by his side were almost unconscious.

It's not worth it, it's not worth it.

The man in the sedan chair glanced at the young brocade robe who was holding Yin Zheng, squinted his eyes and tilted his head, and his lips showed a somewhat disdainful smile.

Well, it's fine. In this way, the Yin family's hundred enemies will be abolished, and none of the remaining guys will have the realm of being able to see it. Hehe, as long as A, B, C, and D get up again, they can give this group of guys who are not capable of themselves-

Thoughts snapped.

Together, there is also the breath of luck transmitted from the puppet's body.

The man on the sedan chair was suddenly startled, and immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at the four puppets.

They were lying on the ground, broken and tattered, and were about to stretch out the strings from their bodies to retrieve the severed limbs, when suddenly a black blade fell from the clear sky, and slashed right on the only breathing string impartially, slashing one in two.

No way!

The man in the sedan car shouted in his heart.

No, it can't be! How did these guys find out that my breath was hidden in the strings?! How did they know which one it was?! My puppet technique was already unbreakable...... No!A!B—

In just an instant, the two puppets had no breath.

The man in the sedan chair was stunned suddenly, and saw the girl in the white dress standing behind the two black clothes and whispering softly to them.

Spirit, Spirit!

Yes, it's this spiritual eye, it's this spiritual eye that can see through all the breath of Qimen!

Well...... I'm going to have to shut her up. Although the master said that he couldn't hurt her...... But, hehe, as long as you don't kill you, it shouldn't be a big problem!

The man on the sedan chair clenched his fists, glared angrily, and saw that although the puppet Ding three steps away from the white skirt had broken two legs, his arms were still there, so he secretly sneered.

Very good...... Very good!

D, me, hit her in the chest, blow her breasts to me!

As soon as he thought of it, the blood-armored puppet with only half of his body trembled slightly, and he suddenly sat up, and as soon as his left palm supported the ground, he was about to punch the girl who looked weak with his right fist.

Unexpectedly, a little cold light whistled by.

Suddenly, a cone-headed crossbow bolt opened Ding's head, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing Tsing Yi carrying a crossbow, he frowned and snorted unhappily, looked at the girl with a blank face, who seemed to have no notice that she had just been hanging by a thread, and said to the two black clothes: "Hey, don't patronize the front, look at the side!"

Zhang Shanli Shi scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and then waved his knife to cut off the puppet Bingding's breath strings.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the sedan chair turned out to be the commander of the light pole.

Looking at the unkind gaze cast by everyone, a drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from his cheeks and fell onto the vermilion sedan chair. The man took a long breath, snorted lightly, stroked the fur on his body, and sneered: "Do you think that I, one of the seven heroes, can only manipulate four puppets?"

The crowd was slightly flustered.

Yin Zheng, who was already full of injuries, stood up unhurriedly, raised his hand to wipe his cheeks covered with blood, and said with a light smile: "Haha, since that's the case, then please call them out...... Ahem, though...... How do I remember that you told me three years ago that you could only manipulate a maximum of four puppets?"

The man in the sedan swallowed.

"Hmph, even if I can only manipulate four puppets, it doesn't mean that I don't have other killing moves to deal with you!" He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yin Zheng, and sneered: "The Yin family has a hundred enemies, this killing move, you have never seen it three years ago!"

"Oh?" Yin Zheng raised his head slightly, clenched his hands into fists a few times, confirmed the injury on his shoulder, and said lightly: "Then let's try it." ”

"That's what you said. ”

The man in the sedan took a long breath.

I saw him suddenly open his arms, make a big peng wings shape, and then raise his head to look at the sky, with his heart to feel the aura of heaven and earth, as if he was about to call the wind and rain.

Everyone immediately held their swords to guard the surroundings, and Shangshan, who felt bad, immediately raised the wound rhubarb shoulder crossbow, aimed at the man's head, and decisively pulled the trigger.

The crossbow roared in an instant.

But it's still a step slower.

I saw the man suddenly open his eyes, and shouted to the sky with the sound of a bell.

"Wife save me!"