The reason why this technique is so powerful is that he merges it with his own skin and melts it with his own energy and spirit at all times. Others can only practice and strengthen it for a few hours a day, but he can passively strengthen it continuously for twenty-four hours.

But there are disadvantages to doing this, that is, once such a technique is broken, the backlash will be much greater than that of ordinary techniques.

"Boss!?" The other two Yuanfei were responsible for assisting suppression. Seeing that the situation was not good, they turned their heads and looked at Yuanming one after another.

Yuan Ming was silent.

'It seems that not only happened there, but it was also a mistake here. The strength of these old masters is actually pretty good, much stronger than I thought.'

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, making a quick decision.

"There is not enough time, and it cannot be sealed there. Ku Chan may come at any time, so withdraw!"

He waved his hand decisively and removed the technique. The man turned into a phantom, blinked and retreated, flew into the shadow, and disappeared.

The other two Yuanfei also followed quickly, but the three Yu generation Taoists who betrayed him were panicked.

"Wait! You can't do this!! We agreed!!"

"What should we do if you leave!"

These three people had been corrupted by the female liar, and their strength might not even be beaten by Zheng Ming. At this time, when the main force ran away, he knew that he was finished, and his face was immediately panicked with panic that could be seen on his naked eyes.

But Yuan and Ming dynasties ignored them at all. They had garbage strength and weak will. Such waste was not even qualified to be their peripheral circumference.

The three of them completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A crisp sound was sniffed.

The giant white cloth cocoon also collapsed and faded away as no one maintained the subsequent technique.

The four old Taoists were exposed, panting and sweating inside.

The youngest of the four people are in their sixties and the oldest one is in their eighties. After a big battle, people are almost exhausted.

"Where is the person??" Yu Hen is worthy of being the best maintenance owner. As soon as he came out, he glanced around with a fierce face. He clearly shouted that he would not be able to hold on, but he was in the best condition.

When they found out that Yuan and Ming were gone, only three old traitors who were halfway away were left.

"I still want to escape!?!"

He immediately roared, rushed up immediately, kicking his back to his butt.

The man kicked him so much that he yelled and fell to the ground, unable to rise again.

"He is it! I'm very good at food, drink and fun for you. I'll provide you with whatever you want. That's how you treat me!?"

"Every day, I will try my best to make money to support you, and you will repay me like this!"

He stepped forward and rode on the old man, swung his turtle punch and smashed it.

"Wrong, we're wrong, let's spare us this time!" The old Taoist on the ground was beaten so hard that he begged for mercy.

Not only him, but the other two were also beaten up by Yu Mo and three others.

Several old men were panting, like young people, kicking at the three of them.

This is what Yu Hong saw when he pushed the door open.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put Zhengming in his hand down, leaned against the courtyard wall, and walked in.

"Master! Master! Are you okay??"

His face was naturally showing a look of fatigue and anxiety, and rushed forward to support Yu Mo's old Taoist.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!