"Good opportunity!" Liu Mubai saw Ba Liming fall to the ground, his expression seemed to be crazy, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he finally waited.

I saw that his body suddenly grew taller, jumped up in the air, put his feet together, poked his toes, opened his hands, and in the last microsecond of staying in the air, his two arms bent rapidly, slapping directly at his Tianling Gai, as if he was impatient.

This is Liu Mubai's self-created trick, extracted and fused from the marksmanship of various famous artists, combined with his own Yin Fu marksmanship, with the head as the handle of the gun, one toe as the head of the gun, and both hands pressing the Tianling cover, it is the posture of pushing the gun. Channeling his own qi and blood to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, this is also the reason why he suddenly grew taller. With a slap of both hands, the qi and blood exploded, achieving the same effect as the dantian qi, forcing his own strength to the limit, and it was difficult for the gang strength master to parry. At that moment, the whole person was like an indestructible spear, falling from the sky and plunging straight into Ba Liming's chest.

Although this move is very powerful, it has a disadvantage, that is, it is slow. It's a bit restrictive to use, and it's best for sneak attacks and assassinations, and it's hard to be effective if the opponent is too fast. Ba Liming had consumed his strength to fight with Wu Yunlong before, and now he was still lying on the ground, how much could he play no matter how fast he was? So taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life, Liu Mubai naturally would not let go of this opportunity. In addition, Wu Yunlong failed to collide, and under the strong pressure, the blood and qi were shocked, and his body was pulled back out of thin air, and he raised a foot with his toes, poking directly at Ba Liming's temple.

Ba Liming watched Liu Mubai's blow like a god's thunder and Wu Yunlong's clever poke when he turned around, and once again felt a fatal sense of crisis.

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Compared with the fierce rainstorm battles of the other three groups, the fight between Tang, Yan and Zhao began in the martial arts hall. This is the tacit choice of the two sides, outside the field, there are two kings and two brothers on the side, if Tang and Yan have any mistakes, it will cause the distraction of the two, in this life-and-death decisive battle, distraction often means defeat. What's more, the three of them are the infighting of the Tang Sect, there is no need to make it public, and the Jingwu Pavilion next to the off-road vehicle is the best choice.

Inside, the fluorescent lamps are even brighter on this rainy day, and the pear wood floor is spotless.

Tang Zichen looked comfortable, and it seemed that what was next was a light duel. On the other hand, Yan Yuanyi, she has already begun to gather momentum, and she has only reached the peak of all her essence, qi, spirit, and potential, and it seems that her soul has sublimated at this moment. She suddenly strengthened her confidence, her spirit and spirit were connected, her body was extremely ethereal, and her senses were almost to the limit that she had never seen before.

"Lao Zhao, don't interfere when the time comes. Yan Yuanyi suppressed a trace of restlessness and uneasiness in her heart, closed her eyes, and said calmly. Zhao Guangrong stood firmly behind Yan Yuanyi, and when he heard this, a trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately fell silent, and he was never touched in the slightest.

"Yuan Yi, if you don't die this time, maybe in the future, I will never have a chance to kill you again. Tang Zichen's eyes gathered, stared at Yan Yuanyi in two zhang away, and said calmly.

"My obsession has always been you Tang Zichen, only by defeating you can I enter Zhicheng, without you, my life will lose color. Yan Yuanyi began to realize that although the woman opposite was her mortal enemy, she was also the person she wanted to be the most, this kind of contradictory psychological state to the extreme, only now at this moment she completely understood, if she always took the other party as the benchmark and fell into endless obsession, in the end there was only one way to enter the devil.

"You have not been my match throughout. In the future, we may become true friends and even more closely connected. Tang Zichen pursues advantages and avoids disadvantages, she can know in advance, and she has a certain grasp of the future.

"Hmph, do you think you are really a prophet? So did you expect to die on the spot? After today, you will not be my opponent, because no one in this world is my opponent, I am the real number one in the world!" Yan Yuanyi's heart swelled with endless confidence.

Yan Yuanyi moved, his feet flashed, he raised his arm slightly, and stabbed Tang Zichen's temple directly with a sharp fist. The original intention was to stab the head of the general in the midst of thousands of troops. Therefore, the shot is like the wind, fast as a line, moving static and light, and meteors chasing the moon. Although the movements of this hand have not changed, whether it is strength, speed, momentum, and playing style, they have improved by leaps and bounds from before.

"Good!" Tang Zichen smiled slightly and praised. In the face of this menacing move, he didn't dodge or dodge, his feet spiraled downward, his wrists were twisted, and his palms were propped outward, like pushing and grinding, and he drew a small arc, which happened to be pushed on Yan Yuanyi's thunderous sharp fist. She will not show weakness, and her shot is a gossip palm, and the "middle flat grinding palm" in the hands of the big smash monument.

Buzz, buzz! Tang Zichen pushed this flat, and between the slight rotation of his palm, there was a strong rotating sound, as if it was a huge electric mill, which seemed to be able to crush everything in front of his palm into powder. This kind of tough play is much more ferocious than the men outside.

Bang! The sharp fist is on the grinding plate, although one is a point and the other is a surface, but the point cannot break the surface, because this side is a big grinding plate. However, Yan Yuanyi was not crushed, the two of them took a step back, and between the hard fights, the autumn colors were evenly divided. In fact, Yan Yuanyi made a preemptive move, and he had already lost half a move in this hand.

"Baguazhang can be practiced to such an extent? Even if Dong Haichuan and Cheng Tinghua are alive, they are not opponents. Yan Yuanyi was shocked. It's not that she hasn't practiced Baguazhang, at least she doesn't dare to use her palm to deal with the bronze man's acupoint, in her view, this is no less than hitting a stone with an egg, but she did it, and forced her to go backwards, which really opened up Baguazhang to an unprecedented new realm.

Yan Yuanyi suddenly felt that the woman standing opposite her had no flaws in her whole body, and there was no weakness, and the fire in her hand, which was one of the strongest attack powers, not only did not receive any effect, but her wrist was slightly numb from the impact of the grinding disc that was being dealt with, and her qi and blood were not smooth.

Just half a second after his qi and blood recovered, Tang Zichen stepped forward and turned his palm into an entanglement, wanting to pinch Yan Yuanyi's wrist, and the momentum of the entanglement carried downward. Even if you can't get entangled, you will be held next to each other, and once you are in your mouth, your wrist will be broken, and your arm will be useless. You must know that most of Yan Yuanyi's kung fu of chasing the wind is on the wrist, and this hand obviously hit her seven inches.

Yan Yuanyi immediately withdrew his hand, put his other hand on it, pinched it into a crane hand, and hit Tang Zichen's elbow joint with the pulse interception technique of "iron lock Hengjiang". Tang Zichen's elbow flipped sharply, and with a sudden turn, with a parabola-like arc, he gently pierced Yan Yuanyi's heart socket. Hitting acupoints and intercepting pulses is Yan Yuanyi's housekeeping skills, she is different from other Gangjin masters, she plays finely, which makes Wang Yue, who once learned how to play with him, very unhappy, but it is this kind of fine playing style that makes Wang Yue's control of body joints and qi more handy, thus allowing him to smoothly overrun the lack of play.

Yan Yuanyi had expected it, and the retracted hand had already been protected on his chest. Waiting for Tang Zichen's elbow to arrive, let him hold his chest, and then cut the elbow joint with a horizontal fist. It's a pity that Tang Zichen's elbow rotated again, his forearm popped out, and a Tai Chi single whip directly hit Yan Yuanyi's shoulder. This elbow turned into a single whip, swaying at will, giving full play to the roundness concept of Tai Chi, making people feel that things should be like this.

The previous grip and elbow strikes were all gaining momentum, and it was only until this hand Tai Chi single whip that the Gang Jin really burst out completely, and the previous action was like wiping fire and igniting, and the bomb exploded in this second. A suffocating wind exploded, and a few feet away, I could already feel the stinging of my face, and my whole body trembled uncomfortably.

"This is impossible!" Yan Yuanyi is a master of the peak of Gangjin, and the other party's Gangfeng can make her tremble involuntarily, so she thinks that the lethality of this whip is definitely beyond the limit of her skin's strength.

If it had been a few minutes ago, she might not have been able to escape this premeditated single whip. Fortunately, with the mental state of breaking through the pressure before, Yan Yuanyi finally got rid of the shroud of Gangfeng, stepped on the seven stars, and the seven stars spread out in a row, and the feet slid out a step, and her shoulders turned outward, like a crane flapping her wings, and she could dodge a single whip that shattered her shoulders.

One of Yan Yuanyi's arms was carried by the strong wind, and the sleeves of his shirt burst open inch by inch, leaving a string of blood marks on his white arms, obviously, he still suffered some external injuries, but for the master of Gangjin, this is nothing at all.

A fist was like a void shuttle, turning three times and twisting around, and suddenly critted, directly to Tang Zichen's back. Taizu's long fist secret hand combined with the divine fist momentum, Zhao Guangrong moved, and this long-lost supreme master finally shot at the former sworn brother and sister and the leader of the Tang Sect.

Although Zhao Guangrong was beaten stupid by Wang Chao, his skills and listening strength have improved, and he has reached the strength of half a step of Gangjin, as long as he is given a year and a half, it is safe and secure to step into Gangjin. At the moment when the single whip was used, he knew that Yan Yuanyi was in danger, and at the last moment, in order to prevent Tang Zichen from continuing to attack, he had to save Zhao from Wei Wei and hit her in the back to relieve Yan Yuanyi's pressure.

In the face of Zhao Guangrong's sneak attack, a trace of helplessness flashed in Tang Zichen's eyes, his waist twisted and his legs turned, and his two forearms protruded, like guillotines and knives, closed in the center, just catching Zhao Guangrong's divine fist blow. The "cutting grass" in the Bagua palm, this hand is also one of the most ruthless tricks in the Bagua palm. One gang strength and one half step gang strength, Tang Zichen didn't dare to underestimate it, if she didn't be ruthless, it would be herself who lay down today. She knew that she must not lie down, because her little man Wang Chao was still fighting outside the door, still waiting for her, and she must not lose.

Zhao Guangrong exhaled, kicked out two feet, stepped forward, and with the other hand, he made a backfist and held a mountain-shaped fist print. As soon as the mountain-shaped fist mark was shaken, Zhao Guangrong highlighted three fists, collapsing, flattening, exploding, stabbing, and rushing, and the five movements were completed in one go, and there was a louder and louder scream in the air.

"Five steps to capture Huashan!" Zhao Guangrong also used the most powerful killing move in Taizu's long fist, and the two parties finally began to fight hard. At this moment, Yan Yuanyi also adjusted, and his body rushed forward, slamming towards Tang Zichen. In an instant, the vital points around him seemed to be completely taken care of, and it was obvious that Yan Yuanyi's acupuncture hand was going to attack again.

Although the five-step capture of Huashan is powerful, there are virtual and real, three real and two virtual, "collapse, explosion, rushing" is real, "flat, thorn" is virtual, Tang Zhao and the two have known each other for many years, Tang Zichen naturally knows his playing style well. He was not in a hurry, his footsteps moved lightly, his technique flashed, and the "Golden Snake Panliu" in the Bagua palm was raised, penduled, and pressed down, three hands in a row, knocking down the opponent's three real moves, and resisting Zhao Guangrong's fierce attack.

At the same time, the other hand faced Yan Yuanyi's acupuncture hand chasing the wind up and down, and did not dodge in the slightest, and stubbornly struck a Tai Chi "move", squeezing through. The left-hand gossip and the right-hand Tai Chi do it without the slightest stagnation and procrastination, which seems to be a kind of boxing method.

"I don't believe it!" Yan Yuanyi was in disbelief in her heart and face.

"Tai Chi gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip. From the perspective of boxing, the first sentence refers to Taijiquan, the second sentence refers to Xingyi boxing, and the third sentence refers to Baguazhang, the three are closely connected.

Yan Yuanyi was repelled by Tang Zichen's elbow, and endless waves welled up in her heart. Tai Chi and Baguazhang, if she is divided into left and right hands, she can also use the two fist techniques at the same time, but the power will not increase too much, and the force is too fierce and may even create a conflict of qi and blood. The confidence she had built up unmatched before was finally beginning to crack.

An elbow forced Yan Yuanyi back, Tang Zichen flicked his elbow as a claw, and the "dragon-shaped probe claw" in one hand was pressed out, the five fingers were like hooks, the nails were erected, and the momentum of poking and grabbing was inserted under the armpit of Zhao Guangrong's empty door. The "dragon-shaped claw" plus the previous "snake coil willow", the kung fu dragon and snake at the bottom of the box have shown their power, and Tang Zichen has fully exerted the strength of the "Way of Sincerity" without reservation.

"Not good!" Zhao Guangrong just performed the "Five Steps to Seize Huashan", originally thought that he could at least grab the first move, but he didn't expect to fall into passivity so quickly, although he lost his memory, but he did not lose the instinct to judge the momentum, the woman in front of him He was invincible, even if he dodged the dragon-shaped hand, the opponent's snake pan willow opportunity stepped forward, if he resisted the snake pan willow, the dragon-shaped hand would scrap his left arm.

Get out of the way, this is Zhao Guangrong's instinctive idea. Putting away his stance, his feet moved, and he slipped out dangerously in the gap between the dragon and snake's combined attack, and this step was several feet away, far away from the opponent's attack range. Just when Zhao Guangrong was lucky in his heart for this exquisite slip away, an even greater horror came overwhelmingly.

"Lao Zhao..."The empty martial arts hall dojo echoed everywhere, as if it was a call from hell, Yan Yuanyi panicked, and seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world.