The bandit who was haunted by Bai Ling was nothing more than a living target in Lu Feng's eyes.
Lu Feng didn't kill these bandits, he just shot a simple arrow at the Ji Ling point on his back.
The Jiling Point is one of the most critical acupuncture points for practitioners. If the Jiling Point is damaged and the body is in the Dan Condensing State, the spiritual energy of the whole body will collapse, making it impossible to practice again in this life.
As the first bandit fell to the ground, Ruoshui had realized the cooperation between her Bai Ling and Lu Feng, and immediately attacked the bandit again. She no longer blindly pursued Bai Ling to restrain him, but only wanted to restrain the bandit for a moment.
Lu Feng's timing for every arrow was perfect.
The second bandit fell to the ground, and his Jiling point was still injured.
Ruoshui became more and more proficient in controlling Bai Ling, binding, entangling, restricting, and launching appropriate attacks at the right time. Even Lu Feng felt that this set of Bai Ling skills was made for Ruoshui.
With the help of Ruoshui Bai Ling, Lu Feng's arrows could be said to be perfect hits. In the blink of an eye, the remaining bandits fell to the ground, all losing their fighting power and no longer capable of doing evil.
The surrounding formations were successfully set up at the same time as the last bandit died. Lu Feng put away his Netherworld Bow and walked towards the battlefield between Tang Yuan and Jun Ziyi.
Tang Yuan and Wu Xiongkui had similar fighting abilities. After several battles, their injuries were evenly matched. It was basically one punch and one slap, and no one could get any favors from them.
Tang Yuan fought like this with the strength of the chakra realm, which is already very good.
On the other hand, Jun Ziyi's strength is obviously similar, and she has countless profound sword skills, but she is faintly inferior.
Lu Feng glanced at Xu Jiao'er and saw that her sword moves were fierce and self-contained. She used a set of sword skills that combined offense and defense. Every time Jun Ziyi's attack was resolved by her without any danger, he then made up for it.
one strike.
Although Jun Ziyi was a bit weak, her endless sword skills did not allow Xu Jiao'er to gain much advantage for a while.
For Jun Ziyi, such a battle could help her discover her own shortcomings more clearly, so Lu Feng did not help.
With a sound of "Boom," Tang Yuan and Wu Xiongkui exchanged palms, and each took a few steps back, their energy and blood surging.
Wu Xiongkui did not use any weapons. He used a set of claw fist techniques. He attacked fiercely and stared at Tang Yuan's seven orifices with each move.
Tang Yuan's body-refining black lines condensed his palms to confront Wu Xiongkui head-on.
Sometimes it's a fist, sometimes it's a palm, sometimes it's a claw strike.
Wu Xiongkui's attacks changed very quickly and were extremely powerful. From a distance, he looked like a crazy man.
But Tang Yuan didn't think so. Wu Xiongkuna's seemingly crazy attacks were actually systematic in every move.
The boxing frame is compact, the strength is not exposed, the momentum is connected, and there is no obvious pause.
Even with the possession of black lines, Tang Yuan's palms were still sore from the shock. The power possessed by Wu Xiongkuiningdan was too powerful.
"Bang~"
The two faced each other again, but Wu Xiongkui remained motionless. Tang Yuan was knocked back half a step, and was at a disadvantage for the first time.
Seeing that Tang Yuan's steps were not stable, Wu Xiongkui took advantage of the opportunity to attack, flew in the air, and struck Tang Yuan with another palm.
Tang Yuan stepped back more than ten steps in a row, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Wu Xiongkui solemnly.
"I'll go help him," Ruoshui said aloud.
"Don't worry, wait a minute," Lu Feng stopped her. Regardless of Tang Yuan's temperament, the latter also needed an oppressive actual battle to consolidate his strength. The skills he had learned from the Black Dragon Pill these days needed to be passed through
Practical combat to settle.
Wu Xiongkui punched again, but Tang Yuan became quiet at this moment, his eyes filled with the opponent's punch.
Seeing that Wu Xiongkui's fist was about to hit his cheek, Tang Yuan moved, grabbed the opponent's fist with one palm, and stepped back to release his force.
However, Wu Xiongkui's power was too great. Tang Yuan did not dodge his fist in an emergency. Although he caught the opponent's fist, the offensive was not exhausted. The power of Wu Xiongkui's fist knocked Tang Yuan's palm away.
Hit him in the face.
With a sound of "Bang," Tang Yuan was instantly hit with a black nose and face swollen by this huge force.
Wu Xiongkui broke away from Tang Yuan's hand and jumped away.
Tang Yuan ignored the pain on his face and half-bent his body, like a lying rabbit, quietly waiting for Wu Xiongkui's next attack.
From the previous punch, Tang Yuan had a better understanding of Wu Xiongkui's speed and strength.
Like Jun Ziyi, the techniques Tang Yuan learned from the Black Dragon Pill based on what he had learned in the past were also very complex. Although they were powerful and powerful, none of them were proficient in them. Only by blending them could he transform.
The blow failed, Wu Xiongkui turned his fist into an elbow and attacked Tang Yuan again.
Tang Yuan, who was lying prone, suddenly rose into the air with a fist like a rainbow.
The rapid change between movement and movement caught Wu Xiongkui by surprise.
The same scene happened to Wu Xiongkui. Tang Yuan slapped his elbow, causing the elbow to hurt himself.
This scene would never have happened to Tang Yuan in the past. In the past, when he fought, he would always fight with strength and attack with attack, but now he knows how to avoid his sharp edges and attack his flaws.
Lu Feng looked at Tang Yuan with a smile, feeling happy for him. From the punches that were as quiet as a rabbit and as dynamic as a landslide, it could be seen that Tang Yuan had made a lot of improvements in boxing techniques, and even in his entire fighting style and actual combat ability.
There has been a big improvement in everything.
Stillness contains the opportunity for ambush, and movement combines the principles of yin and yang.
Tang Yuan gradually shifted from defense to attack, with flexible changes in fists, palms and claws.
The war situation gradually reversed, Wu Xiongkui began to retreat, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
From Tang Yuan's offensive, Lu Feng seemed to see a galloping flying dragon in a trance.
Jumping and jumping like a dragon flying in the air, twisting and slamming like a yellow dragon rolling on the ground.
After being forced back a few steps by Tang Yuan, Wu Xiongkui roared angrily, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his aura was rising steadily, and his spiritual energy gathered in his fist.
"Bayan Fist!"
Looking at Wu Xiongkui's punches, this set of exercises was at least at the level of spiritual skills. Tang Yuan did not dare to take a hard hit, so he slowly stepped back a few steps and circled his hands.
"Boom~"
Wu Xiongkui hit the target with a solid punch, but there was no joy at all, because what he hit with this punch was only Tang Yuan's body-protecting aura.
A dark black clock of light enveloped Tang Yuan, with dragon-like black lines flowing on the light shield.
It is one of the spiritual skills that Tang Yuan learned from the Black Dragon Pill, the Black Dragon Mask. As he fuses deeper, the defense of the mask gradually increases, and it is not a problem to temporarily block attacks from the Condensing Pill realm.
After the first blow failed, Wu Xiongkui sneered: "You can resist my Ba Yan Fist with this broken cover?" A huge fist shadow formed by the gathering of spiritual energy came out from Wu Xiongkui's hand and went straight to Tang Yuan And go.
The fist shadow bombarded the black dragon shield. Tang Yuan felt a tightness in his chest. A huge force came from the light shield. The next moment, a crack appeared on the black dragon shield.
Ba Yanquan is famous for its strength, domineering and ferocious. Wu Xiongkui's punch that condenses spiritual energy is powerful enough to be comparable to a blow in the middle stage of ordinary Dan Condensation Realm. It is not easy for Tang Yuan to block it.
"I can't block this second punch," Tang Yuan understood in his mind the defense of the Black Dragon Cover. Seeing Wu Xiongkui's second punch, he made a decision immediately.
The same huge fist shadow attacked Wu Xiongkui.
Tang Yuan hurriedly imitated Wu Xiongkui's attack method, and also gathered spiritual energy and punched it out with his fist. However, because he did not know the energy condensation technique and fist path, the power was far less than that of Wu Xiongkui.
Two huge fist shadows converged and collided in mid-air, and Tang Yuan was instantly blown away. His energy and blood could no longer be suppressed and surged out.
Wu Xiongkui also felt uncomfortable. Although his injuries were not as serious as those of Tang Yuan, they were not minor.
Suffering from his injuries, Tang Yuan turned his defense into an attack and rushed forward when Wu Xiongkui was unprepared, fighting him at close quarters.
Tang Yuan understood the characteristics of Ba Yan Fist when he saw it. Although it was powerful and fierce, it needed a short period of energy to gather the shadow of the fist. Once it was close, the power would be greatly reduced.
Tang Yuan stepped on the dragon step, his speed increased instantly, and he was behind Wu Xiongkui in the blink of an eye.
Although Wu Xiongkui was surprised by the terrifying speed that Tang Yuan erupted, he was not too panicked. Although Ba Yan Fist can only exert its power by accumulating force, it is still stronger than ordinary boxing techniques without accumulating energy to condense spiritual energy. a lot of.
Tang Yuan and Wu Xiongkui were fighting together, their fists and palms were intertwined, and they were going back and forth. Wu Xiongkui beat Tang Yuan seven points, and Tang Yuan would repay three points.
Lu Feng and Ruoshui looked a little worried from a distance. Tang Yuan, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, still showed no signs of losing his fighting spirit. Instead, he became more courageous as he fought.
Wu Xiongkui began to feel worried. The fatigue and pain coming from his body forced him to face the opponent in front of him. Although his strength was far inferior to his own, he was able to push himself to this point.
Tang Yuan seemed to have endless strength. Whenever he was exhausted, a trace of remaining energy would emerge from his body, allowing him to persevere.
Tang Yuan's cheeks had swollen to the point of losing their original appearance, but the attacks on his hands were not weak by half. As the battle progressed, Tang Yuan felt not only pain and fatigue, but also a faint feeling of pain coming from his body.
Warmth, as if there is a hidden fire burning in the limbs and bones.
This layer of warmth comes from his body-refining technique. The strength of the nine-turn black pattern gives him terrifying recovery and endurance in battle. This body-refining technique has another name, 'nine-turn immortality'
Jue', that black pattern is also called the immortal pattern.
As the name suggests, after practicing to the ninth level, the body-protecting black lines condensed, making it difficult to die.
Tang Yuan twitched the corners of his swollen mouth and said to Wu Xiongkui: "You must be tired, it's my turn."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yuan turned his fist into a claw and faced Wu Xiongkui who was about to punch him in the chest.
Although Long Bu lost his initial speed, he could still dodge Wu Xiongkui's fist sideways. The moment Tang Yuan dodges Wu Xiongkui's fist, his right hand clasped tightly on the opponent's wrist, and at the same time, he reached out with his left hand.
He came out and pointed at Wu Xiongkui's armpit.
The force of Wu Xiongkui's punch was immediately dispersed. Just as he was about to struggle to free his restrained wrist, he was hit under the arm and all his remaining strength was lost.