The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

But at this time, the rest of the people were all fighting for the jade slip and the broken sword.

The person who shot the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle just now, after forcing back a group of powerful people, saw the remaining strong men rushing forward again, flipped his palm, and another Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle appeared, and pressed his finger.

Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, thousands of light spots appeared again, densely packed, and shot towards the remaining strong men.

Zhenwu Song Wuhen, Du Hong, Du Yu, Fang Tian of Haoyue Villa, Lu Jiutian of Lu, Shaolin Zhenhui and others all changed their expressions, turned over and backed up in a hurry, and at the same time circulated their palms to protect their whole body, whistling , shoot forward.

Puff puff!

Thousands of poisonous needles were swept away densely, reaching the extreme speed.

After the man forced everyone back, he jumped and quickly rushed towards the cyan jade slip next to the dragon chair.

Just as he threw himself out, several strong men from the evil god way suddenly rushed out and hit his body.

The man flipped his palm, and another Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle emerged.

The complexion of those strong men of the evil god way changed, their bodies forcibly turned upside down in mid-air, and quickly dodged, but even so, they were still hit by some terrifying poisonous needles.

Chen Xuan, who was not far away, was secretly surprised.

How many rainstorm pear blossom needles are there on this guy?

He can't be a descendant of Tang Sect, can he?

It is incomparable for an ordinary person to have one of this kind of quack weapon, but he actually shot three of them in succession!

call!

After the man forced everyone back for the third time, suddenly, a mass of terrifying blood light appeared behind him, it was so fast that it slapped him hard on the back, but it was Zhu Wu, the fat man, who performed a profound profound kung fu , the body suddenly appeared like a teleportation.

Originally, he was still in the left corner of the hall, but he appeared behind that person in the blink of an eye.

Even Chen Xuan felt a chill in his heart.

This fat man really has other secret techniques!

Fortunately, he didn't use the iron shirt to transform before, otherwise he would probably escape and expose himself.

The man was also startled, and felt a terrifying breath coming from behind him, but at this moment, no matter how many rainstorms he had, he couldn't take out the pear blossom needle, so he could only use his inner strength to resist. Standing up, the palm of his hand slapped behind him like lightning.

boom!

There was a roar between the two of them.

The moment the stranger's palm slapped him, his face changed again, and he felt that the meridians, flesh, bones, and energy in his body were all rapidly withering, as if the source of life had been taken away by the opponent.

"Heavenly Demon Divine Art!"

He was taken aback, suddenly his arm trembled, a dense cold air enveloped the whole arm in an instant, half of the arm seemed to be turned into black ice, and it was all white. With the devouring of Zhu Wu's magical power, all the cold air surged towards Zhu Wu's body.

Zhu Wu's eyes were startled, and he felt that all the energy in the opponent's body had turned into black ice, and he said in surprise: "Taiyin Jue, it really is a Tang Sect disciple!"

After changing his technique, he no longer continued to use the Heavenly Demon Four Eclipses, and then transformed into the Heavenly Demon Palm, urging the violent palm force, and violently shook towards the strange figure's body.

The strange figure directly countered with Taiyin Xuangong.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the innate energy between the two of them swept across, as if an explosion had occurred in all directions.

All the broken bricks and stones on the ground were swept away.

The robes of the two were even shattered in the terrifying confrontation.

Whispering!

The black robe of the strange figure shattered, and four or five rainstorm pear blossom needles were scattered all at once.

As soon as these rainstorm pear blossom needles flew out, several figures from other directions rushed over to snatch them.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a big killer. Once snatched in hand, no matter who snatches the jade slip, it can be shot instantly, and its effect is greater than the jade slip.

Seeing that all the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles on his body were scattered, the strange figure couldn't help being frightened and angry. After bumping into Zhu Wu with a palm, he didn't care about the tingling of his meridians, and immediately rushed towards the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles.

And the other people who were forced back by him with the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle continued to grab Duanjian and Yujian.

Zhu Wu, who was the closest to the jade slip, grabbed it with a flash of his body.

"Go away!"

With a loud shout, a sharp weapon appeared in Fang Tian's hand, which turned into an afterimage, hissing like lightning, cutting towards Zhu Wu's palm.

If Zhu Wuruo continued to grab the jade slips, his palm would be cut off by the sharp weapon. In the nick of time, he quickly backed up, slapping his palm continuously, creating one whirlwind after another, towards the sharp weapon in Fang Tian's hand, and forcibly slapped the sharp weapon in Fang Tian's hand. change direction.

But Fang Tian also shocked Zhu Wu back, and the other big hand grabbed the jade slip like lightning.

But just after he grabbed it, the real Wu Song Wuhen had appeared beside him, a Wudang cotton palm, light and weak, slapped towards Fang Tian's chest with an indescribable terrifying power.

Fang Tian's complexion changed, and he hurriedly used his palm to meet him.

boom!

After a blow, the sound roared, and the robes flew.

Fang Tian's body was shaken by the shock, his blood was rolling, he took a step back, his face was furious, his swordsmanship unfolded, and he immediately attacked Song Wuhen at a high speed, preventing him from grabbing the jade slip, but Song Wuhen's long sword stretched out , [Tai Chi Heart Method] was cast, and a black and white rotating Tai Chi pattern appeared in front of him, dispelling Fang Tian's intensive offensive.

No matter how mysterious Fang Tian's moves are, none of them can get close to Song Wuhen.

Song Wuhen stood firmly in the center of Tai Chi, letting the wind and rain come from all directions, and was led to one side by a light sweep of the long sword.

His left hand continued to grab the jade slip in front of him.

At this time, Du Hong from Zhongzhou Du's family and Lu Jiutian from Lu's family all jumped forward again, slapping Song Wuhen's body with their palm force, whistling, and with a terrifying strong wind.

Song Wuhen frowned, and the long sword swept across in an instant, and the Tai Chi spun and unfolded, lightly releasing all the palms of the two, and directed them to one side, making a rumbling sound.

Du Hong's expression changed.

"Tai Chi Gong!"

His palm was suddenly raised high, and it became pitch black, as if dyed with ink, filled with a mysterious force, and then suddenly slapped Song Wuhen's body, with murderous aura and hissing.

The black palm seemed to be able to penetrate space and was not affected by the Tai Chi pattern. It directly shuttled through the Tai Chi pattern and slapped Song Wuhen's chest hard.

Song Wuhen's eyes were fixed, and he recognized the other party's unique skills.