Now the entire Potala Palace has become a mess, and the sound of the guards looking for it can be heard everywhere, looking at the chaotic situation in the distance, Zhao Tiancheng is happy, these medicines are prepared by Huang Rong, although they are not poisons, but it will take a while for the soldiers nearby to wake up.

The whole classic room is actually in a hollowed-out mountain, the outside is built like a normal palace, gently open the door, there is no light inside, but with the light of the torches from outside, Zhao Tiancheng can faintly see rows of tall bookshelves, each bookshelf is two meters long, it is full of books, and there are many neatly placed books on the ground.

"The friends inside should come out quickly!Don't waste everyone's time!" Although he used the spirit decision to probe it, he felt that there was no one in the classic room, but Zhao Tiancheng knew that it was not that simple.

After finishing speaking, the entire book room echoed with Zhao Tiancheng's voice, but no one responded, as if there was no one in the entire book room.

"Let you pretend!" Zhao Tiancheng thought impatiently, and at the same time walked to the side and picked up the torch, walked back to the door of the classic room and said, "If you don't show up, I will start setting fires." ”

"Okay! You forced me!" Zhao Tiancheng saw that there was no reaction, and threw the torch in his hand without hesitation, which was either paper or wood products, and it was too late to put out the fire once it burned.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed inside, and the torch stabbed at Zhao Tiancheng with a huge strong wind. The flames above were also blown out by the strong air currents.

The right foot slid back slightly, then jerked it up, hitting the torch that came at it. The torch spun and kicked it out, like a piece of tofu, into the mountain above.

"I thought you weren't coming out!" After kicking the right foot, he slammed on the ground, and Zhao Tiancheng rushed in with a "whoosh" and ran towards the black shadow.

However, as soon as Zhao Tiancheng rushed into the classic room, his whole body instantly felt extremely dangerous, and the cold air penetrated his body. Fiercely leaned back, and an iron plate bridge came.

A shining knife light brushed the tip of Zhao Tiancheng's nose and swung over, and Zhao Tiancheng put both hands on the ground. The body flipped backwards a few times in succession.

From the dark environment of the book room, another dark shadow appeared, but this one was not empty-handed, holding a very luxuriously decorated scimitar in his hand.

"Death to those who trespass on the forbidden land!" the black shadow roared in a low voice, and the two of them suddenly rushed towards Zhao Tiancheng.

Although I don't know how the two escaped their own psychic detection. But just a series of actions Zhao Tiancheng discovered. Although these two people are both innate masters, they have not even reached the innate top, otherwise the knife just now would directly take Zhao Tiancheng's life.

The person who made the scimitar took a very strange path, the angle and direction of the knife were very different from the usual knife technique, and the moves were fierce and fierce, and in the end they all ran to the big holes around the body, and if they didn't pay attention, they could be killed instantly.

"Immovable Ming Wang Yin!" Just when Zhao Tiancheng and the swords and swords of the person who came were fighting fiercely, a broken cry sounded. At the same time, an extremely strong wind instantly hit Zhao Tiancheng like a tornado.

A sword blocked the scimitar that stabbed under his side, and Zhao Tiancheng's left hand was soft and deep. Like caressing a mad bull, it was carried backwards by a huge force and flew several feet away, but the whole person fell to the ground like a feather. There were apparently no injuries.

"What a powerful explosive power!Is this the real Tantric Mahamudra?" It turns out that the power that a person bursts out in an instant with different strengths according to the different endurance of the meridians is very different, which is why even if the acquired master has the number of internal forces that far exceeds the number of innate masters, he is still far behind in explosive power.

The whole body is like a reservoir of water, but how much water is released in a short period of time is indeed fixed, in order to solve this method, the predecessors of Tantra thought of a way, through different mudras and mental methods to cooperate, the flow of internal force will be accumulated and burst out instantly, like some acquired masters behind the internal force, if you give him enough time, the strongest blow may be able to reach the level of the innate master, of course, after this person will be abolished.

"It's a good combination!" One fast and one slow, one move is weird, and the other move is powerful. It's a perfect match, although it can't reach the level of Evil King Kong and Dorje, but it is also a very good match for the Tibetan monks who don't know how to form a formation.

Just now, Zhao Tiancheng continued to use his left hand to send out Tai Chi energy, he was like a rootless Ping, no matter how powerful he was just now, he would drift with the waves and not be harmed by himself, which was also what Zhao Tiancheng understood during this period of time, of course, this method is only suitable for martial arts such as splitting empty palms and big mudras, if you fight with others, you will only be ravaged.

The two glanced at each other, and the man with the scimitar rushed up again, and Zhao Tiancheng had no choice but to fight this person again, but just after Zhao Tiancheng gained the upper hand, the strong wind came again, and Zhao Tiancheng had to retreat.

"Could it be that these two people are dragging their feet! But they can't wait!" There was not much time left for Zhao Tiancheng, once the reinforcements rushed over, Zhao Tiancheng had no time to look for it.

This time, without waiting for the two to communicate, Zhao Tiancheng actually took the initiative to rush forward, the long sword turned into a piece of practice, the sound of "ding ding ding" continuous fighting, the sound of dense sword collision, like a beautiful melody, but the person with the scimitar didn't have the heart to appreciate it, and hurriedly resisted Zhao Tiancheng's attack.

Every time the move of the scimitar has not changed, the sword move has already changed in variables, and the monk who uses the scimitar has to change his move immediately, so every move cannot exert its due power. So that the weird moves are no longer useful.

In the face of the sword light, the scimitar instantly attached to the wall, the swords struck each other, and a series of sparks were drawn along the blade, and the monk saw that there was a play, and his body turned around Zhao Tiancheng's body, because the scimitar was shorter, Zhao Tiancheng's long sword had no time to fight after getting close, and he could only dodge in embarrassment.

Seeing the moment Zhao Tiancheng lost his center of gravity, the monk who was hiding on the side shouted, and the hands that had been sealed showed two index fingers vertically closed, and the nails of the ring finger were pressed with two thumbs, which was the sole diamond seal of the fourteen immovable root seals, the two index fingers were the sword, the two thumbs and the two ring fingers were the righteousness of the rope, or the two ring fingers and middle fingers were the four demons, and the two thumbs were pressed down for the righteousness of subduing the four demons.

This time, it was not just the strength that was emitted, but all the strength was contained in the fingers of both hands, because the strength was too great, and the air in front of the fingers showed a trace of airflow, like a rocket, breaking through the space and hitting Zhao Tiancheng's body directly.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at the monk who rushed up, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his body suddenly rotated like a top, just avoiding the front of the monk's move, just to the side of the monk's body, and the monk using the scimitar was also blocked by this person's body.

"Snort!" With a sharp sound of cutting into the flesh, Zhao Tiancheng adhered to the principle of hitting and immediately fleeing, and jumped away in an instant. The sword remained on the man's body.

If it weren't for the other party's carelessness, Zhao Tiancheng might not have been able to solve it so easily, but the power of the tantric mudra is very large, but it is a very, very big disadvantage that when using a mudra, the internal force of the whole body cannot make other movements, and can only operate according to the corresponding mental method of the mudra. For example, when using the defensive handprint, although the defense is very strong, but I can't act, just now the monk wants to solve Zhao Tiancheng directly with a move, so the handprint with the strongest attack power, once it can't hit others, it can only be slaughtered.

The man who wielded the scimitar felt like the whole world was in slow motion, and watched as the long sword stabbed into the chest of the senior brother, accurately hitting the location of the heart. But no matter how hard you try, the world seems to be very slow, very slow.

hugged the corpse of his senior brother fiercely, looked at Zhao Tiancheng viciously and said, "I must kill you!" After finishing speaking, he grabbed the scimitar and rushed up with a "boom!"

Zhao Tiancheng retreated into the classic room while fighting, but the man seemed to be crazy, and he didn't care about the precious various Buddhist scriptures and historical materials in the classic room, and the knife was overflowing, smashing all the bookshelves in the entire classic room, and the paper of the books and the ancient bamboo sticks flew everywhere.

Three slashes in a row, the first two were blocked by Zhao Tiancheng, and the third time was too fast, just about to cut into Zhao Tiancheng's body, the man suddenly "poof!" spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide open and stood in place suddenly motionless.

Wiping the sweat on his head, Zhao Tiancheng exhaled, "It's finally over!" It turned out that just now this person used the method of mobilizing internal force with all his might regardless of the danger, so that his strength was raised to the same level as Zhao Tiancheng, but this didn't last long, and the last three knives just now were just the end of the strong crossbow.

However, in the end, Zhao Tiancheng did jump, although the last knife could not kill him, but once he was slashed, it was the result of serious injury, and it was basically impossible to escape in the Potala Palace.

Kicking this person's body into the air, Zhao Tiancheng ran directly towards the stairs on the second floor of the classic room, he had to hurry up, shouts could already be heard outside, and the next wave of reinforcements might be coming soon. (To be continued......)