Tonight, the Valley of Hundred Herbs is particularly lively. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe whole valley was brightly lit, and the disciples in the valley were fully armed and gathered on the square. There are two wooden stakes standing in the middle of the square, and the two people are tied to the piles, it is Yu Muyan and Chen Wenan.

In the dark night, a figure slowly walked and stepped into the gate of the medicine valley, attracting everyone's attention.

After drinking a pot and ignoring the vicious gaze of the people around him, he walked indifferently to the square step by step, and finally stopped at a distance of ten feet from the stake.

"Lord of the Valley, you have set up such a feast to welcome me, a drunkard, but there is no wine, well, it seems that you still don't know enough about me. Drinking a pot, he looked at Long Zimo who was sitting above lightly and smiled.

"Drink a pot, dare to be hard at the end of your life, and still want to drink, you just keep it on the Huangquan Road to drink, come on, take this person down." Long Zimo laughed loudly and ordered a group of disciples on the left hand side to step forward and kill a pot.

Take a pot and smile: "The lord of Longgu is really a master, he doesn't drag his work and does things, he goes straight to the point, and he admires and admires him, but it's just such a little person, it's a little underestimated." ”

While talking and laughing, a pot of wine had already been shot, and the knife fell in hand, and after a few rounds, this group of disciples had all been unloaded with weapons and collapsed to the ground.

Long Zimo was furious and shouted: "Everyone present, give it all to me, whoever slaughters this kid will be rewarded." ”

Hearing this, all the disciples flocked to the front.

In an instant, the swords and swords in the field were staggered with each other, and a pot was transported with ten percent of the internal force, and the body was agile and fast, shuttling between everyone.

It's a pity that although there are many disciples in the Hundred Herb Valley, after all, they are not good at martial arts, and after Xing Hongyi left, there was an infighting in the valley, which led to a great reduction in strength, so that this time he poured out the strength of the whole valley and couldn't even take a pot for a while.

Long Zimo was shocked when he watched it from the sidelines, and his body method was extremely weird, far beyond what he had seen in his life. But no matter how high the martial arts are, there is only one person after all, and the strength of one person to resist dozens of people is also a mantis arm as a car.

Long Zimo roared and ordered the six teenagers around him to join the battle group as well.

In fact, the pot of fierce battle in the field is also well known, the opponent has a large number of people, and the wheel will definitely exhaust his physical strength, and the final outcome will only be that he is exhausted and captured, so he will use all his strength to strike an amazing blow at the beginning, and then use words to stimulate the other party to use all his strength, so that Yu Muyan's defense will be weak, and he will have the opportunity to let the two escape first.

Sure enough, with Long Zimo's order, all the disciples in the audience focused their attention on the pot, and there were no guards next to Yu Muyan and the others, and Long Zimo was also fully engaged in observing the battle situation on the side of the pot, and had no time to care about anything else.

So, taking this opportunity, he drank a pot of a few dodges, unloaded the long swords of several disciples, threw them seemingly unintentionally, and threw them at Yu Muyan's feet.

Yu Muyan understood, hurriedly hooked the long sword with her foot, and began to cut the rope in her hand.

In this battle group, at the beginning, it was relatively easy to deal with it with a pot of flexible body skills, but as time went by, the consumption of internal force increased sharply, and gradually, the body began to slow down. Coupled with the addition of six teenagers, I already feel the pressure on a pot.

Fortunately, at this time, out of the corner of his eye, he had already glimpsed that Yu Muyan and the two had untied the rope.

"Hahahaha, tonight's battle is cool, very cool, let you see my true strength, if you don't want to die, leave quickly, go find someone to help collect the body, if it's a little later, you won't be able to leave if you want to!" Suddenly, he drank a pot and roared, his eyes looked at Yu Muyan meaningfully, smiled at him, and nodded slightly.

Yu Muyan understood in her heart that this was for me to take Chen Wenan away and go down the mountain to find someone to help. Seeing that his expression is relaxed, there should be a killer feature, so I believe him for a while.

So, just when the whole audience was attracted by the sudden arrogant words of drinking a pot, Yu Muyan took Chen Wenan and sneaked to the door and escaped from the valley.

Big brother, you must hold on, I will bring someone to save you immediately. Yu Muyan said secretly in her heart.

"Arrogant, when death is imminent, you will still play tricks, I will see what you are capable of! Hurry up, whoever can kill him can come to my pharmacy and choose any pair of precious medicinal herbs!" Long Zimo roared.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, the Valley of Hundred Herbs is famous for its first-hand good medicine, and its pharmacy is full of priceless medicinal materials, and any one can make you worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

When the disciple in the valley heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up fiercely, and he pounced on a pot like a hungry wolf.

Drink a pot with your eyes closed, and your physical strength and true qi flow quickly.

At the moment of life and death, you don't need to keep it, let it all out, and release your endless vitality to the fullest.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a huge momentum erupted from his body and surged around.

Yes!!!

The people closest to drinking a pot suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure rushing towards their faces, shocking into their bodies and bouncing their bodies away.

After this shock, a few feet were vacant around the pot, only to see his feet off the ground, leap into the air, jump to the top of the head of a person in front of him, and with a step on it, another flying body has fallen outside the encirclement.

Long Zimo was shocked, the way of martial arts, internal force is the foundation, anyone who can transport the internal force in the palm of his hand, attack in the fist and hurt people in the air can be listed among the masters, but the drunkard in front of him can actually use the internal force without the help of the palm or punch to form a wall of air outside the body, and his proficiency in the use of internal force is far beyond his imagination. Who the hell is this man?!

However, Long Zimo is also a generation leader, although he was not shocked, he expected that although he had just drunk a pot of this trick to amaze the audience, he must have consumed a huge amount of internal force, seeing that he was young, and his internal force could not be mellow enough to perform such a domineering exercise many times, so he raised his breath and personally stepped forward to prepare to explore the truth and reality.

In fact, a pot was indeed guessed by Long Zimo, just now a move that he only realized recently, although the power is huge, but this move alone will consume more than half of his internal strength, and he will not use it unless he has to. As soon as he jumped out of the battle circle with a successful blow, he did not hesitate, and fled towards the door.

Unexpectedly, Long Zimo dodged in front of a pot, and without saying a word, he raised his fist and attacked him.

What Ling Yiju didn't expect was that Long Zimo's kung fu was not weak, and he had already attacked in front of him without paying attention, and he didn't have much internal strength left, so he couldn't use his wonderful body skills frequently, so he could only block hard.

The fists and palms intersected, and in the blink of an eye, it was dozens of rounds, and both of them were fast and fast, and their moves were fast and sharp, and there were many changes, so that the surrounding disciples were dazzled and couldn't intervene for a while.

And the more Long Zimo beat his heart, the more determined he became, because he had already noticed the fluctuation of the breath of a pot, and his speed and strength were gradually decreasing, and it seemed that he was already at the end of his crossbow.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and everyone looked up, only to see the sky full of stars, where did the thunder and lightning come from?

A thunderclap sounded, and a sword qi slashed towards a pot like lightning.

Drink a pot of surprise, what? Are there other enemies?

Time is not waiting, at this time, a pot can only forcibly transport the internal force to perform a single method, thrillingly dodging this thunderous blow, but almost all at once exhausted the only remaining internal force.

Immediately afterward, there was another thunderbolt, and an extremely strong sword qi broke through the air and rushed towards the pot.

It seems that this idle matter is really out of control, and I am destined to die here tonight, hey, in fact, it is a beautiful thing to die like this, but I don't know if hell will tolerate me.

Drink a pot and laugh, stand in place, and generously greet the sword qi.