The sunset light casts down on the right side of Tianya Building, the shadow of the building is dark and moves slowly with the light.
There are more and more people around, and a lot of sight, gaze, betting here.
Granny Zeng and the other two have been silent all the time, no matter what Yan Haochun and the others said, they just said: those who are not Tianyinmen are not allowed to enter.
After a long time, Zhou Rong lost his patience.
"It's not early, the two of you should make plans early."
He took a step forward.
"With the two of you alone, facing so many people is nothing more than a man's arm."
Grandma Zeng sneered, but did not reply.
On the other hand, the old man with a smoking rod smiled.
"It seems that there is no way to get better today, Zhou Rong, how many tricks have you tried?"
He took a few steps forward, and the tobacco rod turned, bringing out a little bit of strength, unexpectedly it was also a weapon.
"I've heard that your Zhou family's Flying Star Power is powerful, and I want to see it today."
Among all the people present, Zhou Rong was the only visceral martial artist, and he was also the most powerful.
After training the viscera, the martial artist will have a continuous source of energy when he is strong in the bones, and the viscera, bones, skin and flesh are all impeccable. Reach the realm of both internal and external cultivation.
Therefore, practicing viscera is more of a perfection of bone forging. It can allow the martial artist to explode bone strength and become a normal attack method.
Every gesture is full of bone strength.
Of course, some martial arts practitioners who practice viscera are old and have both energy and blood deficiency, and they are extremely exhausted. Even if they practice viscera, they cannot prevent the exhaustion of energy and blood. Even if bone strength becomes normal, the overall strength of the whole body is declining.
It is meaningless to decline to bone strength, which is slightly stronger than ordinary strength.
"You don't have to drink a toast." Zhou Rong's face turned cold.
The other two forces may still be afraid of these two desperate old immortals, but he is different.
He is now well-maintained in force and is still at its peak, so he is not very afraid of the two fighting for their lives.
"In this way, I will fulfill you!"
He slowly approached Tianya Tower step by step.
The Flying Star Power was slowly raised, and clusters of power vortexes like stars appeared looming around, floating in mid-air.
This is the mystery of the Zhou family's Fei Xing Jin. This kind of strength can burst out at multiple points at the same time, has a strong penetrating power, and is full of endurance. It has a strong strengthening effect on fingering.
Cooperating with the Zhou family's family's unique nineteenth style of picking flowers, it can explode with amazing power.
Zhou Rong has already practiced Feixing Jin and Nianhua Nineteen Styles to the extent that the entire Zhou family is second only to the head of the family. Already living independently outside, there is a hint of separation.
"Accept!"
Immediately, he rushed forward, and suddenly made a scratch on his right hand.
Point out that there are several clusters of energy around, this kind of flying star energy gathered in a cluster is stronger than the body protection energy of the same realm in ordinary martial arts.
It can be said that it is both offensive and defensive, which is extremely good.
The old man with the cigarette rod didn't dare to neglect, he lifted the cigarette rod, showing his bone strength, and faced it head-on.
Poof!
As soon as the two came into contact, they probably knew each other's details.
Zhou Rong's Flying Star Strength was obviously stronger, he only lasted for a moment, and then forced it to pass, followed by Nianhua Nineteen Style moves, finger shadows repeatedly.
Just five or six strokes, the old man with the tobacco rod fell into a disadvantage, clumsy on the left and the right.
"I'll help you!" Granny Zeng stepped forward to help, and slapped Zhou Rong's side with her palm.
But on the other side, the white-haired old man beside You Ce jumped forward and stopped Granny Zeng.
"Using more to bully the less is not what a gentleman should do." You Ce smiled, watching the fight on the field, quietly waiting for the result.
In the arena, Granny Zeng is old and frail, much older than the white-haired old man from Youjia. At this time, one-on-one, one-on-one, suddenly fell into a disadvantage.
It's just that she doesn't care about it, and only intends to work hard, so the white-haired old man is always restrained, and he is afraid, and doesn't want to trade injury for death, resulting in little advantage.
But it seems that winning is also a matter of time.
"Brother Yan, after the matter is completed, how about we wait for the three families to share it equally?" You Ce shook his folding fan lightly and looked at Yan Haochun.
"The left and right are just some martial arts cheats, why don't we and the other three families copy each other, each with a copy." Yan Haochun said with a smile.
"That's okay." You Ce nodded with a smile.
Immediately, Yan Haochun chuckled, and rushed towards the two of them at Tianyalou.
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&nsp; His complexion slowly calmed down, staring at the other party.
"If you only have the ability as before"
"Then go to hell"
The figure flashed.
Wei He started his flying dragon kung fu, the five-level flying dragon kung fu combined with special effects, and suddenly grabbed the opponent with a palm.
The distance of seven or eight meters came in a flash.
At this time, his speed was much faster than before.
"Looking for death!" The woman in the white dress raised her sword forward, and slashed the blade horizontally. Her strength was like countless spider web tentacles, spreading around and entwining all people and things that approached.
Swish!
The sword blade swung halfway and slashed towards Wei He's palm, but unexpectedly Wei He turned his grasp into a finger and tapped the side of the sword lightly.
With a light ding, Wei He used his strength to turn around and dodge to the side of the woman.
In an instant, Whale Hongjue erupted with great force.
"Heartless and unfeeling!"
The ultimate move in Duanxin Yin exploded, hitting the woman's right shoulder with a palm.
Boom! ! !
Unexpectedly, the woman also quickly raised her sword, blocking this move with the blade of the sword.
The two collided with each other with force, blasting the surrounding air, turning into strong winds blowing around.
The nearby leaves and branches were swayed by the blowing.
However, Wei He didn't stop, his figure was like a ghost, he turned back again, and returned to the front, pointing his fingers.
The Fu Yu Jin was constantly hitting with great force.
The woman in the white dress slowed down a bit. She obviously felt that Wei He's body protection strength was similar to hers, far from that of a bone forging martial artist.
The most important thing is to take a slow step. Her movement speed is much faster than Zhou Xingtong, but she is still slower than Wei He.
Fighting at this time, under the premise that the body protection strength of the two is not much different, the slower speed is a huge disadvantage.
The two fought in a hurry, and the movements were so fast that there were more than a dozen people around who couldn't intervene at all, for fear that their shots would miss the target.
Not long after, after thirty strokes, the woman in the white skirt became slower and slower, feeling a slight stiffness in her arms.
Her face suddenly changed slightly. After she stepped into the Dacheng of viscera training, she controlled everything about herself extremely meticulously and precisely, and could immediately notice the slightest change.
Feeling bad at this moment, she hurriedly withdrew. The wide-edged sword swept across the surroundings. When it comes to practicing viscera, there is no distinction between bone strength, and bone strength is used for daily use and integrated into body strength.
Therefore, practicing viscera is more about solidifying the power of bone forging.
At this moment, even after thirty moves in a row, she still couldn't win the opponent. The woman knew in her heart that the strength of the person in front of her was no longer inferior to her own.
If it is necessary to kill hard, it may be possible to use secret skills, but the gain outweighs the loss. It is nothing more than the skill of killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred.
Thinking of this, the woman was about to withdraw her hands.
"Fall!" Wei He suddenly heard a low shout.
The woman's heart was awe-inspiring, but suddenly she felt dizzy. Immediately knowing that it was not good, he hurriedly withdrew and retreated.
But it was too late. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com