As the saying goes, strong cannot be maintained, and fullness cannot be long.

Zhu Li, who was desperate, relied on her strange moves, forced the two fierce generals to get in a hurry.

However, sometimes the gap in cultivation cannot be made up by fighting to the death.

Yingfa and Li Nuer, within less than half a cup of tea, settled down and began to fight back calmly.

Once the two masters who stabilize their positions join forces and complement each other, they will immediately force Zhu Li to a situation of being in a difficult situation and being in danger.

"The mouth of the green bamboo snake, the tail of the wasp needle..." refers to the two most poisonous things in the ancient people's mouth, but the sword of Yingfa is more vicious and tricky than the snake kiss and tail needle.

A sword stabbed out, like the night rain and wind, not only everywhere, but also silently, trying to pick Zhu Li's key points; every sword can leave a shallow blood mark on Zhu Li's body, making Zhu Li look even more miserable and embarrassed.

As for Li Nuer who uses the judge's pen, don't underestimate this person.

If a pair of hands is considered a Qimen weapon, then the judge's pen is a real Qimen weapon; just like the sunny golden silk stool and Wenlan's bone-cutting knife, this Qimen weapon is all about winning by surprise.

Li Nuer seems to be harmless, but he can be named a vicious general by the world. How could he be a good person?

I saw that the man was waving his pens, just like a heroic scholar who splashed ink and wrote, soaring and roaring in the world; between the iron pens, he specifically sealed the key points around Zhu Li's body.

There are 720 acupoints in the human body, but Li Nuer specially sealed the 108 of them. Just this heart, you know that the person is definitely not a good person.

Faced with the two surrendered sieges, Zhu Li was now like an actor dancing on the tip of a knife. If one carelessness was the end of the ten thousand swords piercing the heart, how could it not be dangerous?

With a strong will in his heart, he does not care about the difficulties and dangers ahead. Zhu Li, who is determined to save his father, is like a strong grass in the raging wind. Even if there is only a trace of space, he must bravely bounce his waist and stand strong between heaven and earth.

Persist, persist, and persist again. The dawn of perseverance appears, and the moment when one blow will kill; the strong herb is weak, but it can firmly consolidate the soil and cultivate the soil, which is so great!

If it weren't for them, I wouldn't know how many more deserted seas would be in this colorful world.

The battle between the three of them was extremely thrilling, and it really attracted everyone's attention. It was wonderful, it was simply amazing.

Even the natural state of Qiushu, Shi Jianwu, Liang Bo, and Zhu Qia and Tan Qiao who were unfathomable were fascinated by the unpredictable and admired them.

At this moment, three figures quietly mingled into the crowd, not showing any mountains or showing off, but just observing the battle situation on the school ground with cold eyes.

These three are of course fortune teller, Liu Haichan, and Wu Dao.

Don't go ahead with both, just talk about Wu Dao.

As soon as he stood still, he saw his disciples being attacked by two older generation masters. Almost every moment, there was danger of death. This unfair scene immediately made the high-spirited man's face turn ashen.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.

Bo Liang and the three evil generals have been famous for a long time; no matter how much Zhu Li said, she is also a rising star recently. The other party bullying people like this is simply shameless, shameless, and impatient.

However, Wu Dao did not immediately rush forward to help his disciples. Although he wanted to do so, he still suppressed his impulse.

Because today, they have more important things to do, and this matter may affect the peace of the whole world for countless years in the future, which forced him to curb the anger in his heart.

Just as Wu Dao tried hard to suppress the impulse, a sudden dimness between heaven and earth.

In the dim darkness, a dazzling silver light, like a meteor that cuts through the sky, tearing open the dark curtain, breaking the sky, cutting off the universe, and bursting out splendor.

The gorgeous silver light seemed to be only for a moment, but also seemed to be endless.

The momentary glory brings eternal aftertaste to those who watch the battle.

"boom"

With a loud bang, the fields swayed, and the sky was painted.

The scene of doomsday comes again; the dark sky, like a hideous ancient demon, opened its deep and deep mouth and swallowed the world in an instant.

In the drowsiness of the sky and the earth, a figure instantly thrust out blood. It was Li Nuer who had been locking his acupoints and holding his position.

This sudden outbreak left everyone watching the game unaware of what was going on.

Perhaps some people saw the trick, but they were not sure; especially a few masters with their natural cultivation level and the fortune teller, all looked surprised.

Such a sudden explosion was Zhu Li's unique skill, which exploded; there was a saying in later generations that extreme depression, if it was not a violent explosion, it would be silent death.

Being suppressed by two masters who were at the peak of relief, Zhu Li's accumulated depression, anger, and indomitableness were all vented in an instant through a blow.

The momentum was like a dam that was thousands of feet high, not as good as a blow to a burst of floods.

As soon as it erupted, it was like a volcano erupting and a mountain torrent, causing Li Nuer, who was caught off guard, to be immediately hit.

This attack was not only sudden, but also very fast, especially the dazzling sword light, which almost came to him in the moment it appeared.

When he was exhausted and running, he suddenly felt a surging force, like a turbulent torrent, slapped at him.

He immediately made his internal organs leave his position, his throat felt sweet, and his body involuntarily broke away from the ground and flew into the air.

The world was still drowsy. I don’t know if it was Zhu Li intentionally or unintentionally, but the direction of Li Nuer throwing it away was still the direction of Zhu Ya’s pressing formation. When the cold blood flowers sprinkled in the sky.

Just under this dark and unclear sky, just in the direction where Li Nuer threw away, a bright golden light seemed to echo the bright silver light in the death array, and immediately burst out.

It is golden and brilliant, like the nine-bead crown on the head of a king. As soon as it appears, it is so flaunting that everyone cannot see it.

In the dazzling golden light, a general rode his horse and flew like a dragon, and shot with a thunderous shot, and suddenly rushed towards Li Nuer who was throwing it into the air.

"Boy is looking for death!" An angry roar came out.

The sound was obviously from Liang Bo, who was standing in the death formation and watching the battle in an unexpected way; Zhu Li's explosion was unexpected, and when Li Nuer was bombarded, he obviously stunned him.

But in a daze, Zhu Ya, who was outside the rushing horse death formation, seemed to have a connection with her eldest brother, immediately swung the overlord gun and blasted Li Nuer to the sky.

Seeing this scene, Liang Bo was furious and tried to take the lead; however, how could Zhu Ya pay attention to him, the old guy?

Of course not.

If Zhu Li became angry and was a crazy tiger, then Zhu Ya had already been holding back anger and attacked critically at this moment, and she looked more like a violent evil dragon, and she ignored Liang Bo’s quarrels.

"Peng"

Before Liang could finish his speech, he heard a blunt weapon hitting the shaved shovel suddenly; it was Zhu Ya who shot Li Nuer with a shot.

At this moment, a gray shadow came to Zhu Ya with a slight swaying, "Ah, bastard, die for me!"

The person who was flying was Liang Bo. He did not stop Zhu Ya and made his confidant men suffer such a violent bombardment again. Liang Bo's lungs were about to explode.

Following the sound, Uncle Liang pointed out and hit Zhu Ya directly.

In a trance, everyone saw a horrifying scene. A huge finger suddenly stretched out from the sky, like an endless mountain range, slowly pressing towards Zhu Ya's head.

The fingers are huge, the eyes are endless.

On the endless fingers, even if you have bad eyes, you can clearly see every fingerprint; with one point, it covers the sky of thousands of miles, making this space even darker.

Of course, the old monster in the realm caused a huge psychological impact on everyone as soon as he took action; is this still a means that humans can use? This is simply a ability that only God possesses.

Just under this drowsy sky, Zhu Ya, who was immediately speared, seemed very insignificant like a small ant under a thousand-mile dike.

Judging from the size of the two, it is extremely disproportionate, and the shock it brings to everyone is even more unparalleled.

This is Liang Bo’s unique skill, “Botian Finger”, one finger hits the sky, and the sky breaks the clouds.

Seeing that this huge giant finger was about to press on Zhu Ya's head, a sudden shout came out of nowhere, and the sound was clear, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

"Split!"

The shouting was short and clear, and the words that were revealed were just a simple word.

However, as the sound was exhaled, the huge sky-booming finger, instantly, was like spring snow melting and sugar fell into the water. In a flash, it disappeared dimly, as if it had never appeared before.

The strange scene not only made everyone watching the battle stunned, but even Liang Bo, who was the initiator, was suddenly shocked, and his face instantly became very ugly.

At this time, if someone can observe it, he will find that a horrific tightening immediately appeared in his sinister pupils.

The Bo Tian Finger is Liang Bo’s unique skill. It is said that if he doesn’t come out, he will be gone. Once he appears, an idle person will die if he touches him.

However, this unique skill immediately dissipated in the clear sound, as if it had never appeared before. It is conceivable what kind of person the person who made the sound was.

Just when Uncle Liang was still in shock, Zhu Ya did not dare to hesitate. Although he was a little irritable and impulsive, he was definitely not stupid. A master like Uncle Liang was not something he could handle.

As soon as the thought arose, he immediately took the opportunity to take the horse and grabbed Li Nuer like a dead dog, took the opportunity to plaster the Overlord Spear on the other party's neck, and slowly retreated into the crowd.

But his eyes were staring at Uncle Liang without a moment, for fear that this old guy would be shameless and give him that a moment.

Since Uncle Liang cares about Li Nuer's life so much, if he makes good use of this chess piece, he might be able to save their group's lives. Zhu Ya naturally did not dare to relax and grabbed it tightly.

From Zhu Li's sudden eruption to Zhu Ya's slamming people, then, to Liang Bo's angrily attacking his heart, he wanted to designate the universe and kill Zhu Ya. Finally, Qingyue's voice appeared and broke the finger of the Hengtian.

All of this is a long sentence, but it is actually just a matter of one or two breaths.

Just this, between the two breaths, many unforgettable scenes happened to the ground, but these were not over yet.

Looking at the death formation, Li Nuer was knocked away, and Zhu Li's opponent was only one left.

He slammed his sword and put it into the sheath; then, a spear pointed at the sky, like a giant pillar that was grounded in the sky. He swung a thunderous light in the air and suddenly smashed Yingfa.

There is no doubt that this move is the starting move of the Nine Styles of Bengshan, because Zhu Li had performed it before, so Yingfa naturally knew this move.

As soon as he saw Zhu Li preparing to use the same trick again, he immediately wanted to avoid his sharp edge and did not want to fight him head-on. He had no confidence in this strange attack and faced him head-on.

However, will Zhu Li, who was once the commander of the Northern Frontier, use the same move for no reason?

Of course, it won’t be. The nine styles of collapse at this moment are different from the nine styles of collapse at the previous ones, and the styles are of the same origin.

This is the nine styles of collapse after the improvement.

Zhu Li has only used this modified Nine Style of Bengshan to date, which was the time when he went to Beijing to conquer the old sacrificial sacrifice.
To be continued...