In the mountains and forests, two figures rushed and leaped one after the other.

Ding Yu's light skills at this time are actually quite successful, the spiral nine shadows and horizontal movement in the Nine Yin True Scripture can be called the best light body skills, since the recovery of the dantian, he has never relaxed the exercise. Although the wedding dress magic is a Zen exercise, it is a martial art in the Central Plains, and it is not as different as the meridian system of the dragon elephant Praruo Gong, so it is also very compatible with the Jiuyin Gong method. However, perhaps it is the reason why Ding Yu has not yet practiced the martial arts, he always feels that although the magic skills of the wedding dress are extremely explosive and enduring, they are still insufficient in the use of free heart and circle wishes. Therefore, in terms of flickering and moving in every inch, he is considered a weakness, but when it comes to running long distances and galloping with strength, it is really like a galloping wind.

Lu Zhongyuan was also secretly frightened: he had not set foot in the rivers and lakes for several years, and he didn't know when such a character appeared. Just watched him fight with Duan Zhongping (Uncle Ping), and it was known that he was good at fists and feet; Such a capable person, how can he be a thief!

Ding Yu's run, in addition to staying away from the Nangong Murong family, also took the opportunity to ease the injuries on his body. So he swallowed a pill shortly after he started running. Lu Zhongyuan was extremely atmospheric, knowing Ding Yu's intentions and not revealing them, he only silently embellished in the rear, observing his body by the way, and preparing for the battle later.

Finally, after about an hour of running, the two stopped at an uninhabited river beach. Lu Zhongyuan looked around casually, this place was far away from people, and it would not be shocking to the world, and the terrain was flat, and it was within easy reach of all directions, and there was no danger of ambush. He nodded, casually inserted the sheathed sword into the ground, and walked towards Ding Yu empty-handed.

Ding Yu was a little surprised: "I have heard that the swordsmanship of Nantian Daxia is superb, why don't you abandon the sword and use it?"

Lu Zhongyuan shook his head and said to Ding Yu: "Young man, although you are ruthless, you are not a vicious person, if you can rein in the precipice and abandon evil and follow good, no matter what cause and effect there is before, Lu is willing to bear it." His words were indeed sincere, but it was a pity that Ding Yu fell into the mother and son concentric Gu, and life and death were in the hands of others, he didn't think that Lu Zhongyuan had a way to save him. Moreover, after he ran just now, the true fire internal power of the wedding dress magic skill not only did not consume much, but became more and more scorching, burning his fighting spirit, where is there still time to think about what to restrain the horse from the precipice and change the evil and return to the right!

He tore off his robe and threw it away, revealing his inner sleek short clothes, with no feet under his feet, posing in the starting style of a big demon fist, and said in a deep voice: "Needless to say, let's talk about it after fighting!"

Lu Zhongyuan sighed: "Okay! In addition to the sword, Lu Mou has also seen a little bit of internal martial arts, so you should be careful." ”

Ding Yu's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Look at the fist!", and a Vedic push hit the door. Lu Zhongyuan exhaled, punched his head, and collided with Ding Yu.

There was a loud bang, and the two were bounced away at the same time, Lu Zhongyuan took two steps back to stabilize his figure, but Ding Yu took three steps back. In this fight, the two probably tried each other's skills, and Lu Zhongyuan was slightly superior. Although it is only a chip, for Lu Zhongyuan, as long as he can continue to amplify, it will eventually become a chance to win.

As soon as he stood still, taking advantage of Ding Yu's unstable foothold, he immediately rushed forward, and smashed down with another head cannon. Ding Yu jumped away to dodge, but Lu Zhong followed him like a shadow, and his right arm shrank to the shoulder socket, his left arm stretched out to the ground, and his fist blasted towards Ding Yu like a cannonball.

It is said that Guo Yunshen, a martial arts master in the early Republic of China, has a half-step collapse to fight the world, looking at Lu Zhongyuan's posture, it seems that he also has the taste of hammering the world with a cannon. Ding Yu saw that there was no way to avoid it, so he simply carried his hands to fight with each other, the empty bowl of rice in his right hand parried and unloaded, and the fish swimming at the bottom of the leaf in his left hand slashed towards Lu Zhongyuan's ribs.

Lu Zhongyuan saw such a strange fighting style for the first time, he punched Ding Yu's right hand, but he felt that there was no strength at all, and there was wind pressure between the ribs that the knife and axe were about to reach his body. He didn't care about it, his right hand retracted again, pushing his left fist forward for another half a foot, and at the same time twisting his waist and shoulder, sending another force to the fist. Three successive strengths, in one fell swoop, exceeded the upper limit of the Kongming Fist, and hit Ding Yu's chest. At the same time, Ding Yu's left palm knife also slashed his right rib.

The two of them can be said to have lost both, Ding Yu's palm knife is even more destructive, but Lu Zhongyuan's cannon hammer has a thrust in addition to the destructive power, which makes Ding Yu's foothold unstable and has to step backwards. Lu Zhongyuan took advantage of this gap and rushed forward to hit another hammer.

Ding Yu was furious: You have a triple cannon hammer, and I have a seven-fold vajra fist, are you afraid that you won't succeed! Immediately smashed the sevenfold power of the Broken Yue Pestle into Lu Zhongyuan's fist. Unexpectedly, when the two fists were about to touch, Lu Zhongyuan's left arm suddenly retracted, and his right arm slammed over. Fortunately, Ding Yu's hands were extremely fast, his right fist was not able to retract, and his left elbow was protruded, just enough to block the punch. However, he was in a hurry and could not use his strength, and he couldn't help but be knocked back by another step.

Lu Zhongyuan's fists, like two heavy artillery pieces with dense firepower, blasted out alternately or on the ground, knocking Ding Yu back again and again. Rao is his muscles and bones are solid, and he also feels pain in his bones. Not only that, but every time he retreated with his punch, there was an internal force in his body that invaded. And Lu Zhongyuan's internal strength is also like his boxing skills, with a dignified and upright teacher, step by step, constantly compressing the opponent's living space. Under the pressure of Lu Zhongyuan's internal force, Ding Yu's internal force became more and more hot, and even the meridians he had transformed many times began to be unbearable. Under the internal and external difficulties, Ding Yu finally couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood arrows, and when he landed, there was still a hot breath rising.

A trace of regret flashed in Lu Zhongyuan's eyes, but there was no relaxation in his hands. Bang bang three more fists smashed down, and three steaming blood arrows spewed out. Seeing that Ding Yu was almost powerless to fight back, Lu Zhongyuan couldn't help but speak: "You are tied up now, what I said earlier is still valid!"

Ding Yu's mouth was full of blood, but there was only frenzy in his eyes, he coughed up blood and smiled: "One more punch, I feel ...... It's just a little bit close!"

Lu Zhongyuan sighed, this punch was the most unwilling punch he had ever been in the rivers and lakes: Would you really rather die than be a villain? And this punch, Ding Yu was even unable to resist, and was directly thrown into the river by the strength of the fist, and the blood escaped from his mouth, turned into blood flowers, and was diluted and disappeared by the river in a blink of an eye.

Lu Zhongyuan turned around lonely and staggered towards his long sword. The injuries on his body were not light, especially Ding Yu's blow to the bottom of the leaf, which directly broke his three ribs, and although the strength of the counterattack after that became weaker and weaker, it still brought him two cracked sternums and several internal injuries, and a large amount of internal force consumption made him even more exhausted.

In the hollow hilt of the sword, there are several good wound medicines, which is a good habit developed by a middle-aged swordsman with many scars. One was taken internally, and two were crushed and applied to the wound, and the hot pain was suddenly reduced a lot. He didn't rest much, because the river was a little fast, and he was worried that Ding Yu's body would be washed away—in any case, this was a respectable opponent who should not be buried in the belly of a fish and shrimp.