Tong Hu's pupils shrank, and when he turned around, most of the Ice Spirit Silver Needles flashed sideways, and the remaining few were also blocked by his Golden Bell Jar Divine Skill, which failed to hurt him.

Zhao Lang turned around, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Brother Lang," Lu Wushuang's figure was like a lark, fluttering in front of Zhao Lang, handing back the stick sword that had originally fallen to the ground to Zhao Lang, "I'm here to help you." ”

Zhao Lang was sweating profusely, what is Lu Wushuang doing with this girl, with her true qi cultivation that has not yet been filled with the twelve canons, she came here to help deal with Tong Hu? This is the rhythm of death!

However, although Lu Wushuang's move was not very wise, it still moved Zhao Lang inexplicably, how could a woman who could stand up in times of crisis and face life and death with herself not be moved.

"Shuang'er, you are not his opponent, go quickly," Zhao Lang supported his body, and swallowed three Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pills again with a stick and sword, "Take Xiaomei away, I will come to the back of the palace." ”

Lu Wushuang and Ye Xiaomei showed stubborn looks on their faces, and no one listened to Zhao Lang's words at this moment, and they all insisted on staying.

Tong Hu smiled hideously: "What a touching scene! Zhao Lang, you kid went down to the Yellow Spring, and there are two delicate girls like this to accompany you, it's not a loss, the time is up, you better go to hell!"

Zhao Lang's face was ugly, and now it was obvious that his side and Tong Hu were endless.

Tong Hu practiced the golden bell jar, one of the four great magic skills of Shaolin, obviously inextricably linked with Shaolin, in order to hide his identity, Tong Hu even did not hesitate to hide as a second-rate master, never used the golden bell jar magic in front of people, and after being exposed, he killed his own gang disciples to extinguish his mouth.

What is Tong Hu afraid of, what he is afraid of must be Shaolin Temple coming to the door, he may be another Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan in the Condor Era, the golden bell jar was stolen by him in Shaolin Temple!

"Wushuang, how many Ice Spirit Silver Needles do you have?" Thinking of this, Zhao Lang knew in his heart, knowing that with his current state, he would definitely not be able to resist the golden bell jar magic skills of first-class masters, and only the Ice Spirit Silver Needle could make Tong Hu throw a mouse trap and buy him time to recover.

Lu Wushuang took out a small bag and handed it to Zhao Lang: "Brother Lang, there are still seven left." ”

Just as Lu Wushuang took out the silver needle, Tong Hu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly launched an attack.

With the golden bell jar to protect his body, Tong Hu is almost invincible, but it is only close, his golden bell jar has not been practiced to the point where the twelve-layer King Kong is not bad, water and fire are not invasive, and all poisons are easy to dispel.

The fifth-layer Golden Bell Jar Divine Skill was only enough to make him immune to ordinary weapon attacks, but the attacks of some famous weapon divine weapons were not among them. Moreover, there are eight key parts of the body: eyes, mouth, ears, throat, dantian, lower yin, posterior yin and valve, once these eight parts are seriously injured, the golden bell jar is immediately broken, and the true qi is exhausted, and in a short period of time, it is no longer possible to mobilize the true qi to condense the golden bell jar.

Tong Hu was very jealous, if the Ice Spirit Silver Needle fell on his eight cover doors, it was likely to directly lead to his death, he didn't want to bury Zhao Lang!

So, he has to strike first!

Tiger claw hand tiger tiger wind, Arhat fist fist fist subdued tiger, Tong Tiger's attack, deep in line with the essence of Shaolin Temple's fierce martial arts, obviously, with his talent, must have been an elite disciple of Shaolin Temple, but I don't know for what reason, he actually stole Shaolin Temple's temple magic and escaped.

Being able to cultivate the golden bell jar, one of the four great divine skills of Shaolin Temple, to the realm of the fifth layer at the age of middle age, Tong Hu's talent is indeed not lost to any major faction chief, and his qualifications are amazing.

"You want to hurt me with a poisonous needle, dream!!" Tong Hu snorted coldly, and before Zhao Lang could take the ice spirit silver needle, the tiger claws had already probed into the throats of the two.

Zhao Lang snorted coldly: "Wushuang, the jade girl's swordsmanship wanders the world, attacking his eyes." ”

Lu Wushuang nodded, the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of his body, and pointed directly at Tong Hu's eyes, during this time, Lu Wushuang walked with Guo Jing, but also got a lot of guidance, plus his own qualifications are good, the jade girl's swordsmanship has been cultivated quite proficiently, at least, with Zhao Lang's command, it is enough to run mellowly.

"Eagle insect skills," Tong Hu smiled coldly, the tiger claws waved horizontally, the steel claws buckled on Lu Wushuang's iron sword, bursting out a little spark, and already grabbed Lu Wushuang's long sword steadily, "Scatter it for me"

Before the word "hand" could be spoken, Tong Hu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly let go of Lu Wushuang's long sword, and his body retreated violently.

At the next moment when Tong Hu retreated, Zhao Lang's thin sword let out a whistling sound, and made a cut on Tong Hu's crotch and trousers.

"Quanzhen swordsmanship, wandering the world," looking at Tong Hu's palpitating appearance, Zhao Lang smiled freely, "How is it?"

Tong Hu was speechless, and Nima called Wandering the World? Lao Tzu has studied in Shaolin Temple, don't lie to me, how can the wandering world of the Quanzhen School be so obscene, and there is a stinging family heirloom wandering the world?

Zhao Lang didn't think so, the original version of the wandering world stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen, but Tong Hu had a golden bell shield to protect his body, Zhao Lang was not sure if the lower abdomen was also invulnerable, so just in case, he still chose to attack the most embarrassing part of the man.

Not to mention that Tong Hu's golden bell jar has not yet been completed, it is estimated that even the founder of the golden bell jar, Dharma, will reflexively avoid it when he is pointed at by others!

After all, men can joke everywhere, and there must be no mistake in that place.

Tong Hu's face was cloudy, it was too obscene, Zhao Lang's attack was simply too obscene, even if it was him, he didn't dare to attack Zhao Lang and Lu Wushuang recklessly.

Although Tong Hu's golden bell jar is extremely powerful, it is not flawless after all, and the set of swordsmanship that Zhao Lang and Lu Wushuang cooperate with is indeed exquisite, and the moves are all attacking his own cover door, and Tong Hu has to defend against it.

In addition, at this time, in Zhao Lang's hand, there were seven more Ice Spirit Silver Needles, which were held tightly in his hand, if they were shot out together and touched Tong Hu's cover door, it would be the rhythm of dying if they were stained!

The situation froze like this, Tong Hu didn't dare to attack recklessly, and Zhao Lang seized this rare opportunity to breathe and force the poison, forcing the poison that was slowly restless after the repeated battles back to his left shoulder, and even slowly forced it out of the body.

Tong Hu's eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Zhao Lang deadly, and Zhao Lang didn't dare to show anything wrong, just looked at Tong Hu coldly, making him unable to figure out the details.

Suddenly, Zhao Lang's face showed a hint of flushing, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, Tong Hu knew that it was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to kill with one blow.

"It's late!" Zhao Lang showed a cheerful smile on his face, the seven Ice Spirit Silver Needles were like a deadly Hades post, covering Tong Hu's eyes, mouth, nose, throat, dantian, and lower yin in seven directions, if Tong Hu continued to rush forward, he would inevitably be hit.

Tong Hu had no choice but to retreat temporarily and dodge to the side, and at this time, Zhao Lang shouted, and at the left shoulder, a black blood arrow shot out violently, fell to the ground, and smoked a little bit.

Zhao Lang's face was much better, and after knocking on a Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill again, Zhao Lang's face showed a hint of a smile, and he took the long sword in Lu Wu's hands: "Next, it's my turn!"

The stick sword in the left hand uses the light and elegant jade girl swordsmanship, and the long sword in the right hand casts a thick and stable all-true swordsmanship.

This is the world's first swordsmanship in the Condor world, the Jade Girl Suxin Swordsmanship!