Ren Woxing took another step back, gave way to a sword in front of him, and turned his wrist sharply. The sword actually flipped over the token. He stabbed forward violently, forcing Shen Yuanjing to take two steps back.

Huang Zhonggong and four others squeezed outside the iron gate and took turns to watch the two of them fighting inward from the square hole. They were first praised, then shocked. The wonders of Ren Woxing's swordsmanship were no longer appreciated, and Shen Yuanjing's martial arts were beyond their expectations. Huang Zhonggong thought: "If this Hu man had used weapons at that time, I would not be able to take a few moves."

The two of them fought back and forth fiercely, and they unknowingly used all their skills, causing the indoor gusts to gust. Ren Woxing changed eight excellent sword techniques one after another. Some had sharp attacks, some had continuous tricks, some were small and fast, and some were powerful and steady.

Although Shen Yuanjing could not use his sword technique, Dugu Jiujian's vision was still there. He relied on Mingyu skills, moved flowers and jade and had the skill of the Persian Holy Fire Order. Although the attack was a little poor, his defense was safe.

Ren Woxing couldn't attack for a long time, and kept shouting, as if he was crazy. The more he shouted, the faster he took the sword. Shen Yuanjing used monsters to fight, and did not lose the wind. He thought to himself: "Here you come!"

Suddenly, Ren Woxing roared like a shocking sound. Shen Yuanjing's ears buzzed, and he immediately used his power to resist and stopped standing.

Ren Woxing threw the wooden sword aside, and Shen Yuanjing immediately put away the token. He sensed that several people outside the door had already pounced down. Just as he was about to speak, Ren Woxing rushed over and slapped it out with a palm.

Shen Yuanjing only thought that he could not win, and was so angry that he also went up to him with one palm. If he had a competition, the strength of this palm would be only one palm, and no matter what the winner was, they would be separated immediately.

But when he and Ren Woxing met his palms, he felt a suction force coming. He was shocked and almost fell into the darkness. He could only concentrate on his skills and firmly hold his internal strength.

After half a cup of tea, Ren Woxing was also surprised. He used the "Star-absorbing Technique" and the opponent's internal strength was condensed and he could not absorb it once. However, it was so strange that the two palms intersected for so long that they did not shake the slightest.

His left palm hit again, and Shen Yuanjing also took the right palm. The four palms were connected, and Ren Woxing's "Star-sucking Technique" was used with all his strength. Shen Yuanjing suddenly felt that the suction force increased greatly.

He then realized it and said in his heart: "It turns out that this old devil is not angry, he wants my life! Hehe, I'm afraid it's not a mistake!" He thought: "It's not a solution to fight like this. Although I'm not afraid for three hours or three days, it will eventually ruin a big deal."

At this moment, his mind changed, and his internal strength slowly dissipated. This change was immediately felt by Ren Woxing. He was happy and thought to himself: "This barbarian is not strong after all, let you know how powerful I am!" So he urged me even more vigorously.

Suddenly, Shen Yuanjing's internal force became chaotic, Ren Woxing was overjoyed, and he sucked violently, and two internal forces came in from both hands. As soon as the internal force entered his body, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and his arms were frozen. Just as he was about to let go, the two internal forces were like mountain collapses and rocks cracked, and rushed into his dantian with the forward force.

Ren Woxing shook his body, and at this time, his palms loosened. He slowly stepped back step by step, staring at Shen Yuanjing without saying a word, his body trembled, his hands and feet were still moving, as if he had sealed acupoints for someone.

It turned out that Shen Yuanjing's move was to imitate Zuo Lengchan, which condensed the power of Mingyu Gong and injected into Ren Woxing's body. However, unlike Zuo Lengchan who hurts the enemy and hurts himself, which consumes the true energy. His Mingyu Gong's coldness is even more serious, and the loss is much smaller, but the harm to Ren Woxing is much greater.

He looked at Ren Woxing's hair, eyebrows, and beard that were frosted and could not move. He sneered, picked up the wooden sword and stabbed it a few times, took the oil lamp, opened the iron door and went out.

Huang Zhonggong and the other two fainted on the ground. Shen Yuanjing woke them up one by one, pretending to be a little weak, and said, "This old man has great internal skills. His roar made me dizzy. After being hit by a few swords, I lost this battle!"

Seeing that he did have sword seals on him, Huang Zhong and his friends came from another background and asked, "Senior Ren, are you okay?"

Ren Woxing snorted coldly inside, and after a long time, he said, "This barbarian also has some tricks. I can't beat him in my swordsmanship. If I use my internal strength, I will be considered defeated!" His words were very stiff.

Huang Zhong Gongzhi had always been arrogant and thought that he could not defeat his opponent for a long time. He forced himself to use his internal strength. He was just angry and stopped asking. He carefully closed the iron gate, and the four of them stepped forward to lock them one by one, and then left.

Shen Yuanjing got on the ground and left four treasures. He didn't care about eating, so he left Meizhuang and rushed to the place where Xiang Wentian hid.

When Xiang Wentian saw Shen Yuanjing, his face flashed with surprise. He smiled and greeted him, "Brother, you..." Shen Yuanjing slapped him with a palm and cut off his words. He took this move and asked quickly, "Is this what?"

"Hmph! You dare to lie to me! When I saw the Ren surnamed in the cell, I just pretended to be a few words and then I knew what you were telling! It turned out that my senior brother's best friend was Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School." Shen Yuanjing pretended to be angry and attacked again.

"But it's mine. At that time, I just had an idea and wanted to save my friend, so I deceived you with words." Xiang Wentian said, "But I'm not completely lying to you. That old man Ren has a high status in the world. After he comes out, he will definitely help you find the real murderer."

Shen Yuanjing hummed twice, and then he was reluctant to leave, obviously not believing it. Xiang Wentian was interested in asking about the situation in the prison, but he saw that the other party looked like this and obviously would not answer. So he gritted his teeth and said, "I did something wrong. You should kill and cut your friends. I just hope to tell my friend how it is."

"I'll tell you if you beat me!" Shen Yuanjing's strength grew stronger and he said "hey" to Wentian and went up to meet. The two of them had a crackling fight and fought for several rounds.

Xiang Wentian's kung fu is naturally the best in the world, but Shen Yuanjing could not resist it with all his strength. He could only hear three "bang bang" sounds. He was hit by three palms in his chest, flew backwards, and spit out a large mouthful of blood on his back.

Shen Yuanjing was almost plotted against by Ren Woxing in prison. He was only half of his anger vented at this time. If it weren't for keeping Xiang Wentian, it would have been useful, so he would have beaten him half to death.

"Hahaha! It's useless like your friend!" Shen Yuanjing left with a smile. Xiang Wentian felt a little unbelievable after hearing this. He wanted to ask, but after a little movement, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Shen Yuanjing entered the city and asked about the route to Songshan in a high-profile manner, and soon left Hangzhou City.

That night, he asked the Shen family's confidant who had already prepared to pretend to be a Feng Yuzhan and slowly headed north, appearing and disappearing. He sneaked back to Hangzhou, entered Shen's house, and changed back to Huashan disciples to show up.

"Planning is up to people, and success is up to heaven! This first step is half completed. After all, martial arts cannot dominate the world, and this world cannot last long, and things are done in a bit and fragmented way!"
Chapter completed!