There are thousands of pounds of strength in this slapping and grasping force. Before he can fly out, the swordsman will immediately grasp the whole rib in his chest with the help of flying out. Whitewater has a bloody handful of flesh in his hand with a pair of ribs … and Whitewater quickly throws the ribs out to keep out the eyes of others, and he saves himself again with this potential.
There is no more ferocious weapon in melee combat than Tiger Claw’s fist. At this time, the strength of whitewater is really broken wherever it meets, and it is immediately a blood gourd, but the other party is not free to leave injuries to whitewater in such a fight-this guy needs to be careful not to give the poison-feeding weapon a shot at other places, so that it can be blocked where the skin is thick and the flesh is thick-it is better to be injured than to die.
And one of his goals is that the poison sword guy is dealing with this man, and he also grabs the dead man who has just been killed by him. When the shield is the shortest, he breaks this man’s neck and turns his body into a twist. The price is that he was cut three times in the back and got two swords on his ass and ate a soft whip on one shoulder …
When whitewater finally killed all these people with his own "perception", he was also tired to sit on a corpse. "I didn’t expect to really break through and really have this kind of’ Wu Shen hanging’, but this injury … it’s hard to say that you will really bleed to death, or you should pack a pack." It takes less than two minutes to fight whitewater from the end. This kind of high-intensity killing makes those people not afraid to escape at all. Everyone fights to the end.
"It’s really bitter? When they came out, they shouted and then besieged them. I don’t know what the forces are … But what is the target hand? What’s the name of the goods? " Whitewater bandaged his poor body a little unfamiliar. There were quite a few sword wounds. Some of them could see the bones, but a good golden bell jar was effective in reducing the injuries and controlling the muscles to contract tightly to stop bleeding, which made the bandage effect acceptable.
Anyway, the left and right sides are washed with water and then wrapped in layers of cloth-it’s hard to find this cloth. It’s clean from the dead man’s steak. After tearing it, it’s bound to be infected … "Whitewater scolded 1, but his physical fitness should be able to support it in just 12 hours-and then it’s not worrying to be erased or go back.
It’s impossible to ask a way after a bloody battle, and Whitewater feels thirsty. There are streams around him to wash his body and have a good drink at the same time-whether he has parasites or not? Anyway, it’s only a day’s work. Since he can’t tell the direction, he can seriously think about what he saw when he first came out, and maybe he can reason out the right direction-after all, those damn fools look like guards, don’t they
Chapter 36
Thirteen Pacific Insurance’s kung fu of practicing the golden bell jar horizontally to fight and fight is miraculous, but the words of healing are definitely not as good as those of "Young Changchun Kung Fu"-those shallow wounds of Bai Lang’s body should have scabbed by now, and Bai Lang has been walking along the road for half an hour-those guys used to occupy a pavilion, but Bai Lang’s reasoning failed and he didn’t know which direction to go. In the end, he chose a direction to go outside the mountain-less is better.
Seeing that there is a white wave all the way, the more I walk, the more I feel uncertain. "I don’t know what happened to those guys …" Thought of this, his ears moved slightly and he immediately slowed down and slipped out to the side to hide his figure. After the white wave slowly moved around a rock in the shadow, he saw the distant road and a pavilion. As usual, there were six Wulin people with swords inside.
"It’s not sure what is the right direction? You can’t just walk over there … catch a story. "Whitewater looked at his body wrapped in cloth all over the place, and the sword in his hand." This place doesn’t have a hiding place to lurk in the past. If these people are as old as the previous martial arts, they may have to be put back in place. "This whitewater is really not sure what the end is. In the end, he decided to wait for a while.
These people are not disciplined warriors, even if they don’t look at their pavilions, they also drink and eat meat, and chatter and gossip about whitewater’s ability to gather their ears. However, because of the distance, they can’t hear clearly, but one person’s actions made him overjoyed. "Hall Lord … Shaolin Temple …" Although I heard these words, this person pointed to the direction and let whitewater know where the correct position was-it was in the mountains.
Whitewater also secretly scolded himself for stealing laziness. "If I had known earlier, I should have gone to the mountains. This temple just likes the mountains." It is true that real temples prefer to build cities. This time, money quickly turned around in vain. This time, he directly cast his flying skills without paying attention to the loss of power, and directly swept it to the other side of the road. Whitewater found that he had made progress in his own strength.
Just now, a life-and-death fight seems to have really made him grow a lot, and he has gained that kind of ability that is almost similar to fighting intuition, and at the same time, his strength has also improved. This time, he has exerted his lightness skill, and at the same time, his strength has been naturally supplemented, which has reached an endless level. However, Whitewater also knows that this is limited. Without communication, the bridge between heaven and earth can constantly replenish itself. In this situation, he will not recover so quickly if his stomach is digested.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of not being hungry, Whitewater Avenue quickly ran across the grass and flew lightly. It took a little tiptoe to sweep almost two feet forward like a low gliding. This speed was not much slower than that of ordinary horses. Soon he crossed the pavilion where he had killed everyone and went all the way to the mountains. However, soon another pavilion appeared with three swordsmen inside.
Whitewater smiled, stopped, adjusted his breath and strode towards the three swordsmen. The other swordsmen also knew that it was a life-and-death war, and they also took out their knives from the pavilion and came towards Whitewater. Everyone adjusted their breathing power by approaching the opportunity to prepare for the battle. After approaching a certain level, they all rushed up with a violent roar.
The white-water golden bell jar came into full swing during the impact of its arms, and a circle of arc light was directly formed with one knife and one sword, and the two swordsmen were wrapped in dazzling silver light. However, with the strong anti-shock explosion, the two swordsmen were staggered by the earthquake-their own knives blocked the white-water attack, so to speak, they were unscathed except by the shock.
The whitewater itself also paused for a moment, and the last swordsman took the opportunity to rush into the palace. The knife was like a thunderbolt, and it was about to make a clean break with the whitewater. The whitewater was also a tiger roar, and he threw away his two hands and pulled out his dagger, so he lifted the force to block the golden bell. That’s the point. After the earthquake, the air returned very quickly, just like the clock after being struck, the clock was continuous.
Although his dagger is quite thick, it is generally folded to build this man’s knife. It seems that the knife method is better, and the force attached is even sharper than that of the golden bell cover. However, the dagger was directly cut off, and it also cut into the white shoulder, and then the knife was broken after three minutes of meat. This time, it was quite heavy. A left arm even couldn’t be used for the time being. He roared, rubbed his body and rushed to his right paw, and directly shot the swordsman’s head into the chest. Then Tiger Claw buckled and pulled the swordsman’s crown and broke.
Kill one person first, but the other two people also descended on one left and one right after returning to the air. The knife light is like snow, and the white waves will be swallowed up without stopping. It is to directly urge the force to exert the lightness skill and run forward-the result is that the original bandage cloth is dancing behind him, and the wounds are cut out behind him. White waves hum a, and the muscles are contracted to keep the blood from spraying out, and the speed is accelerated to prepare for running.
It’s estimated that he can fight and run. Neither of the two swordsmen is inferior to him in martial arts-even if he killed that one, he didn’t expect that his golden bell jar would be so effective, and his dagger was so thick that when he cut it, the blade was damaged, and then the golden bell jar protected the skin and the flesh was broken. However, the white shoulder bone has been broken, and it is even difficult for this left hand to exert its strength without properly tying it up.
If they run away, they may not be able to break through, but maybe they can try to fight back and kill the two swordsmen-if they have to chase after them, they still want to kill the Tang master with a fart. It’s good to save their lives. We can look forward to the East China Sea Guantao Pavilion, Huanhua Washing Sword Gate, Mu Family, Shaolin Temple and Medicine Valley. Those brothers are powerful enough-he can’t help Whitewater.
The highest speed of rolling and climbing whitewater all the way rushed into the roadside ridge forest, and the so-called "Wu Shen Hang" accurately judged the distance and speed of chasing two swordsmen behind him and was ready to fight back at any time-it was definitely not possible to escape all the way.
Chapter 37
It’s not easy to fight back. The distance between the two swordsmen is very good. It’s not like the kind of rash advance and giving Whitewater a chance to break one by one. Then what can we do to run first? I hope to take it far away. These two people have to go back to the kiosk to guard the road because of their duties. "But it seems that these two people should be determined to kill me." Whitewater thought while urging the grass to fly lightly.
Now we should feel that the golden bell cover force is really good, and the force tends to be vigorous and vigorous, although it can’t accelerate quickly, but it can get a long word. However, now Whitewater thinks that if there is that kind of continuous and inseparable, then it would be nice if Zi Xia came to Zi Xia with great magic. This force must have a miraculous effect. Now he already feels that the golden bell cover force is gradually becoming a bit difficult to continue.
The strength is still thick, but the foundation is gradually losing. The new students can’t make up for it little by little. "If you insist on biting your teeth, if you fight back … if you don’t succeed, you won’t be able to run away. It’s still good to run." Whitewater is also sober-minded and knows that the best choice at present is to escape from what to accomplish. Besides, it’s not that he has to work hard alone, is it?
And this man also has a little luck. He always feels that it doesn’t seem like that jade fish style. Maybe there are other ways. Maybe it seems to be a cliff and whitewater in front of him. I feel that my opportunity has come. It seems that the two swordsmen behind me are practicing martial arts in a hurry and explosive way. The situation seems to be almost less than that of him. However, the two still maintain a distance and whitewater dare not fight back.
"The law of jumping off a cliff and not dying!" Whitewater jumped directly without stopping, while the swordsman stopped behind him …
"They didn’t come! Ok! It’s time for me to save myself! " White waves also lifted the golden bell jar and poured all their strength into their hands. I completely saw the injury of my left shoulder. I punched the cliff and made it out of holes, which successfully slowed down my falling speed. Fortunately, I also found a platform with a semi-deep cave in the concave part of the platform.
Whitewater fell heavily, and the platform rolled into the cave inside. He also snorted. If the golden bell jar was broken, the first fear was that all the bones would be broken, but it was just a little contusion. This time, the wound that hit Whitewater’s body was originally wrapped and the blood flowed out again, and the shoulder injury could not control the blood flowing along the body and arm.
Whitewater’s right hand touched his left shoulder injury and bit his teeth to straighten the bone. Then he braved the cold sweat and fixed it with cloth-his clothes broke a lot. This guy fell this time, and finally the true qi protected himself. It was almost exhausted, and Whitewater could no longer bear to deal with himself a little.
When he woke up, it was already dark, and his injuries didn’t improve. Even some wounds felt feverish and numb. "Hum, this is troublesome. The wound situation is not very good." Whitewater tried to gather strength, only to find that the scattered roots of Qi in the abdomen could not be gathered. Whitewater took a long breath and sank his heart to slowly guide the operation of Qi. The first thing was to take a walk on Sunday to gather the scattered qi into the abdomen and export it.
In this way, he slowly gathered the true qi. When he finally gathered all the true qi in the body meridians, the night was already deep, and his condition was naturally not very good. He had a fever, and he had not eaten anything for a day and a night, and he had a lot of blood. Now he was thirsty. In the shade of the cave wall, some water vapor condensed into water droplets, and white waves licked the water droplets and gathered into small streams. Finally, he was relieved of thirst, but hunger could not.
After the true qi was gathered, his spirit was also refreshed, and the wound was tightened and stopped slowly oozing blood. "I certainly can’t come …" Whitewater didn’t have any sense of grief, but there was a feeling that he was not real. He touched jade fish. "Did you give me such a blow for the second time?" Just thought of a sound here to "kill Cao Yuqing and return"
Whitewater flowers at the moment suddenly fainted again.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a palace-it was foggy outside the palace and he couldn’t see anything. Before he separated, the men had already got up from the palace and saw the white waves and smiled for the rest of their lives-these people were not in good condition. That Mu Ronghua had a broken arm. Ma Rulong was covered in blood. Mu Jiuxiu’s body was like being burned, and Qin Lianer looked like the most innocent one except his pale face.
"Where’s the little monk?" White waves are covered with cloth and blood oozes from the cloth everywhere, and the situation is not so good. "Dead" Ma Rulong said a little dejectedly that white waves just wanted to eat but heard the sound from the palace again "successfully returning to medical treatment", and a number "one thousand" suddenly appeared in front of white waves, but he couldn’t see others’ sight, and he should also look at their respective faces. "Yes, this number may be something that has passed the score limit, of course it belongs to personal privacy."
A light beam came over him and then he watched the 1000 number roll over. "It’s quite fast!" Whitewater muttered a word, but after carefully reading the figures, there was a sound echoing in his ear, "One thousand basic rewards for trial" and Whitewater "Er". But it’s always hard to shout, "I’ll kill someone". How can it not be counted? The wound feels like a warm water package, and the pain disappears. When the score becomes 100, the light beam disappears, and the white waves can move freely.
And others were also cured. Mu Jiuxiu quickly pulled out a mirror and looked at himself left and right, and Mu Ronghua was also excited by touching his arm. Now that the sound has been cured, it rings again. "A piece of jade in the palace is lit up and a lot of handwriting is projected. Just look at it and you will know that you can’t afford one, because the figures behind it are at least four digits-even Arabic numerals are used here.
The secret of martial arts is to forget the lowest four digits and then look at the magic pill "hahaha" and smile "I can’t afford it!" It is also a four-digit number. "Okay, look at the weapons … Oh, there are affordable things!" Look at this kind of mace. It’s faster to look forward from the back. Whitewater soon found a suitable weapon. "The water mill Zijin mace is three feet six inches long and weighs sixty-four kilograms. The head of the four-sided mace is a good nail-piercing cone. This pair of maces is a hundred … Forget it!"
He didn’t want to buy this pair of Zijin mace directly, but there was an extra antlers rack in a flash, which made him quite satisfied with the white waves of these two maces, and the color and light of Zijin mace were slightly blooming, and the dark gold light was also very good.
Chapter 30
When Whitewater took the double mace, he found that the antlers had a pair of covered cuffs, which seemed to enable the emissary to put away these things behind the back of the double mace. When he turned to look at them, he found that others had also exchanged them-they might be more familiar with them. After all, there would be a little communication after going through a life-and-death fight, but it seems that they also exchanged their favorite things.
"By the way, can you exchange scores with each other?" Whitewater asked smoothly, and the sound horse replied, "It’s not allowed, but the convertible items can communicate with each other." Whitewater suddenly pouted, "Sure enough, take off your pants and fart."
Everyone exchanged money fairly quickly, but it seems that no one except Bai Lang exchanged anything that looked conspicuous-it seems that they all exchanged the elixir of God. At this time, Bai Lang also said, "What is the kindness of the young monk?" For me-this test is absolutely … there is a problem! " His words made the two women’s eyes slightly red and the two men sighed.
"It’s a pity that the young monk …" It turns out that this young monk is really brave and progressive. If he didn’t give his life to break the target defense, even if everyone here is going to die, it’s a pity to hate that his martial arts are not high enough. The blink of an eye. Although the young monk has a short contact, he likes to talk and is definitely a good monk. He would be a good monk if he wanted to be secularized-but it’s really a pity to die like this.
"By the way, can it be resurrected?" Bai Langgao asked, "Let’s talk about it when you have enough points." That sound sounds quite annoying, but it makes everyone feel refreshed. So everyone said that they should contact more, and then they followed the sound and walked out of the palace and disappeared into the clouds. Mu Ronghua winked at Bai Lang and "I’ll see you later" and then went out first.
Whitewater was the last one to walk out of the palace. He touched jade fish and looked back into the clouds.
It was also a flower at the moment, but white waves immediately saw a strange ghost head on his chest, and then his eyes flashed and then disappeared from his chest. "Huh?" Whitewater doesn’t want to say much for the time being. After a few more steps, the white fog disappeared directly. He found himself in his room … and his clothes were still tattered behind him, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.
"This is …" Whitewater touched jade fish. "Maybe this fish did something good?" When jade fish was put in front of him, Bai Lang found that jade fish looked a lot moist, as if the horse was about to become a live fish. "So soon?" Whitewater whisper replied.
He quickly changed his clothes, then put away the Zijin mace, and then scolded a few words, "I lost my fucking dagger just after I laid my weapon and didn’t cover it with heat. What do you call this!" However, there are also surprises. This fight made him hit the meridians with a golden bell, but he made a lot of progress. Maybe in a few months, he can get through the twelve meridians together with the odd meridians, and then he can really burst the second.
The situation is just as he expected. After three months, he really got through all the meridians and martial arts. If the clock didn’t get through the governor’s second pulse, he couldn’t step into the congenital, but the golden bell jar was quietly broken the day he got through all the meridians. But that MuRongHua said he was looking for him in Malaysia, but he didn’t come now. Whitewater didn’t mind that he was in a good state now. Instead, if this guy MuRongHua came to see him, he wouldn’t be able to hide himself
I have no interest in the white tide in the Changle gang.
MuRongHua don’t come to him whitewater also happy so-anyway, the trial may also meet eye whitewater after the second golden bell is broken, and found that the third is actually in front of the golden bell, which is as sweeping as a bamboo. Whitewater bites its teeth and is ready to directly break the third.
After the second break of the golden bell jar, a layer of true qi has been attached to the insides. Usually, it is difficult to get hurt again, and the protective true qi has gradually taken shape. It has been necessary to have luck to make the body integrated, instead of luck to resist the blow of a certain part. After the second break, it can really be called "Thirteen Pacific Insurance to practice the golden bell jar horizontally", and the power of the golden bell jar jar combined with the 32-way long fist to raise the strength of whitewater has risen a bit.
He’s been trying to find a set of boxing skills that are stronger than the 32-way long boxing in recent months, but he just can’t let the tiger-shaped boxing practice, which is also required by the training institute. That is, it’s best to have a tiger-shaped boxing-well, there are tigers in this world, and I’m afraid it’s also a top beast. Tiger-shaped boxing must have failed to find a suitable one, and his contribution can’t afford it.
However, it is a good thing that his iron mace method is a little bit like it. Anyway, it is simpler than a sword, and it is nothing more than smashing, hanging, rubbing, rolling and stabbing, and it is often used to smash and stab if I can borrow horsepower … "But my flying skill will be short and fast, and it seems that I can’t use horsepower especially." Whitewater thought so, but this did not prevent him from practicing a thing or two with horses handled by the dentists-this is special.
Of course, people in the trade and gangs also know that this whitewater has found their favorite weapon, but most people just laugh-swords are all martial arts people’s iron maces … The style of painting is really wrong, and this country can’t help but be armored, but martial arts people don’t have armor at most, that is, they just wear soft armor to prevent assassination. It is true that martial arts experts here are not as good as this money to get a treasure knife weapon.
Whitewater doesn’t care if they hit the third place with a stream of gas this day. This third place also needs the help of external forces. Since Whitewater doesn’t want others to know that he is practicing the golden bell jar, it’s good to come by himself. This man is waving an iron mace to hit himself … This is the practice of platoon beating. The third place is to strengthen the muscles and bones of the body by platoon beating, so that the meridians are tough and the flesh is difficult to be injured by the sword, even if it is injured, it is not very painful and loses its combat effectiveness due to pain.
The heavier the blow, the faster it will break-of course, it’s stupid not to be too heavy. It’s stupid to smash a serious injury, but it’s already achieved in the third place in three days-this is the easiest and fastest thing, but the fourth word … Whitewater flipped through the secret book "It takes time" and at this time, jade fish jumped up again and smashed a hole. Whitewater just fell in with bare arms.
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