"Tongmai?"
The sound of 80,000 miles was as thick as a bell. The disciples of the Divine Soldier Valley on the surrounding walls and roofs all changed their expressions when they heard these two words.
"This old guy?!"
Shapingying stood up with a roar, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Li Yuan couldn't help but tighten his grip on the long-handled melon hammer, feeling surprised in his heart.
There are countless warriors in the Zhelong Mansion, but the vast majority of warriors have reached the limit of shape-changing. This has something to do with their talent, their bones, and even more to do with their martial arts.
It is easy to form a great achievement, and the strength is to turn into Qi, which requires Qigong.
However, the middle and lower levels of martial arts are limited to the great circulation of internal energy, and there is no way to transform energy into qi.
In other words, the Zhao family, or the head of the Zhao family, actually has an excellent martial arts in his hands!
"I misjudged Han Chuijun..."
In the night wind, the old man in black coat's face twitched, and his heart hurt: "How dare he? How dare he?!"
He knew that Han Chuijun was ruthless and had killed countless families over the decades, and was the number one killer in the Divine Weapon Valley.
But how can those powerful families compare with his Zhao family?
His Zhao family has been attached to the Divine Soldier Valley for generations. How many children and old friends are there in the outer sect, the inner sect, and the Divine Guard Army?
"Have you actually mastered the art of worshiping gods?"
A group of disciples from the Divine Weapon Valley were shocked. Only eighty thousand insides were as heavy as iron, and the giant hammer in their palms was slowly raised:
"Master is right, we should have taken action a few years ago..."
Woo~
The old man in black coat slowly raised his head, and the smell of incense suddenly filled the air around him. He was shocked and angry in his heart, but his eyes were extremely cold:
"Unfortunately, it's too late!"
boom!
Before the sound fell, Eighty Thousand Miles had already exerted its strength, and only the sound of cracking stone slabs could be heard.
The giant hammer with a whine-piercing sound came down from top to bottom, slamming into the face of the old man in black coat:
"It's not too late!"
If they don't agree with each other, they take action brazenly.
It rushed forward fiercely for 80,000 miles, with the speed and momentum of a fierce dragon. Even from a hundred meters away, Li Yuan seemed to be able to feel the wild momentum.
He didn't believe that anyone dared to bear the blow with his flesh and blood, and the old man in the black coat took a step back.
It was just one step, and his body seemed to have no weight, like straw being blown by the force of the hammer.
Floating backwards, a hundred meters? !
Extremely decisive, he turned around and ran away.
"Um?!"
Li Yuan's eyelids twitched suddenly, feeling incredible: "Such a fast speed?!"
"The Divine Foot Channel!"
Eighty thousand miles roaring like thunder:
"You can't run away!"
His feet exerted force suddenly, as if the whole courtyard was shaking, and the energy, blood and internal energy exploded simultaneously.
The already extremely fast speed increased by an unknown amount, and the long-handled giant hammer was dragged forward and swung forward.
The huge hammer head ejected with a bang, carrying an iron rope more than ten meters long, chasing the old man in black coat.
It's actually a meteor hammer?
"The Battle of the Fighting Hammer is really fierce!"
In the night wind, the old man in black coat retreated again and again. No matter how much unwillingness and anger he felt in his heart, he had no intention of staying.
Although he had already opened up the meridians, he had not fought against anyone for twenty or thirty years. Facing a talented shape-shifting warrior like Bawanli, he thought that even if he wanted to win, it would still take a lot of effort.
Once delayed, when the Divine Guards find out, he may not be able to leave even if he wants to.
"Bang!"
When the heavy hammer hit the ground, the iron rope made a clanging sound. The speed of eighty thousand miles was three points faster, and it jumped ten meters in one go.
The knotted muscles and bones around him expanded as if they were exploding, dragging the iron rope, swinging the hammer head, and smashing it out again.
"Eighty Thousand Miles, Han Chuijun, Divine Weapon Valley..."
There was a 'bang&' in the night wind
"With a muffled sound, the old man in black coat fell to the ground and suddenly ran away from the courtyard wall.
The two Divine Weapon Valley disciples who blocked him fell to the ground with two bangs.
He looked back with resentment, his eyes were red, and he ignored the violent 80,000 miles, turned around and ran away.
With his strength already intact, even if Han Chuijun was here, he would not be able to stop him.
"You can't leave!"
Suddenly, there was a sound in the night wind. The old man in black coat suddenly turned around, only to see a woman in black standing on the mast of the six-story building facing the street in the night wind, holding a bow.
"Qiu Changying!"
The old man in black coat had eyes that were about to burst. He quickly adjusted his internal energy and burst out his energy and blood, but it was still too late.
The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his inner armor disappeared into the night along with his sternum, heart, and spine.
"you you……"
He struggled and fell to the ground, and just then he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air, like thunder exploding.
"What a fast arrow!"
On the eaves, Li Yuan felt a little creepy. This arrow actually brought out a sonic boom?
What material is that bow made of? !
Looking at the indifferent woman standing on the mast, all the disciples from the Divine Weapon Valley inside and outside the Zhao family's mansion couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Some disciples couldn't help but bow and salute: "Senior Sister Qiu..."
The woman in black is none other than the second in the contemporary Divine Weapon Valley True Tradition, the eldest sister of the Spear God Peak, the great-granddaughter of the spearhead Qiu Zhengxiong, Qiu Changying!
Zhelong Mansion is famous for its Nine-Yin Spear from Dust and Soul-Chasing Arrow Techniques. In contemporary true biography, it is second only to Shao Guzhu Shi Hong.
"Qiu Changying!"
Eighty thousand miles suddenly fell to the ground, breathing heavily: "Your old man raised a thief from the Tongxie God Sect!"
"You're talking too much. Do you want to die?"
Across a long street, Qiu Changying's voice still came over, as sharp as an arrow:
"The Zhao family is secretly connected with the Evil God Cult. My great-grandfather has already noticed it. His old man wanted to take the opportunity to find out the person behind it and wipe out the Evil God Cult, but you completely destroyed it!"
"Let your mother go..."
boom!
The arrow missed, and the energy was broken like thunder.
The Eighty Thousand Miles Horizontal Hammer blocked it, his face darkened, and the Qiu Changying had already drifted away.
"Little girl!"
Bawanli looked a little confused and walked around the Zhao family's mansion with the hammer in hand.
On the eaves, Li Yuan still had some aftertaste.
"It's really a great experience."
Li Yuan murmured in his heart.
He has rarely fought against anyone since he learned martial arts, and he has never seen any real masters.
Tonight's battle was quite meaningful to him. Whether it was the eighty-thousand-mile hammering technique, Qiu Changying's soul-chasing arrow, or the old man in black coat's divine foot sutra, it was an eye-opener for him.
"How many shapes have been changed in 80,000 miles? How many shapes has Old Han changed?"
Li Yuan's heart was a little palpitating. This battle had a great impact on him, and it also made him truly feel the gap between himself and the top masters in Fucheng.
"I can't defeat you even with a sneak attack..."
After weighing it for a moment, Li Yuan had to admit that his trump cards were still a little short.
However, after seeing Qiu Changying's arrow, his thoughts became more vivid again. This woman was much better at sneak attacks than he was...
"We have to find a way to borrow weapons..."
Li Yuan was a little jealous of the woman's big bow and the eighty-thousand-mile hammer.
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that the weapons of other True Master brothers were also rare and good things.
Unfortunately, it is not easy to borrow it.
"Hmm... It's not impossible. If the weapon is damaged, it must be repaired, right?"
Li Yuan muttered to himself.
He had already seen that the 80,000-mile hammer was somewhat damaged...
Phew~
Li Yuan rushed down the wall quickly, but someone was obviously faster than him. Sha Pingying had already finished searching the bodies.
"This old guy didn't bring anything?"
Holding a piece of tattered inner armor, Sha Pingying looked bored. Seeing Li Yuan's interest, he casually threw it to him:
"Don't look at me. Everything you capture must be turned over. If the owner of the valley doesn't say anything, no one will dare to take a copper plate."
"Third level inner armor!"
Li Yuan weighed it and was very moved, but he threw it back pretending not to care:
"It's very difficult to repair when it's broken like this..."
"That woman's arrows are so powerful that even the third-level inner armor can't stop it. No wonder the Eighth Senior Brother doesn't want to provoke her..."
Shapingying shook his head.
The two chatted for a while before slowly returning to the Zhao family's mansion. Other disciples had already taken the Zhao family's servants and maids into custody.
The 80,000-mile hammer is so fierce that it will kill you if it rubs against it, and it will break if you touch it. Except for the living people present, they are broken into corpses, and no one is injured.
That's not right. The two brothers who blocked the old man in black coat's escape were seriously injured. If they hadn't been wearing inner armor, they would have died on the spot.
"A bunch of goods, collect them, count them, and pile them in front of the door, waiting for the junior brothers of the Divine Guard Army to come and receive them."
Bawanli had already walked around the house, and after hitting it with a heavy hammer, he also discovered the secret passage:
"Leave half of us waiting here, while the rest go into the secret passage to catch the fish that slipped through the net!"
The secret passage is narrow and he really can't enter...
"Li Yuan stays!"
Sha Pingying entered the secret passage with an envious face, while Li Yuan bowed slightly and said politely: "Senior Brother."
In front of such a giant man who was three meters tall, Li Yuan felt a little pressured and his height was crushed.
"Ape's arms and wasp's waist, tiger's back and bear's waist, snake's waist and python's tendons...your nine shapes are really even."
Bawanli lowered his head and looked at this young junior brother:
"This thief is so partial. What you were born with, I only got together in my fifties..."
Fifty make up nine shapes?
So the shape that this senior brother has changed is estimated to be less than thirteen?
Li Yuan thought about it in his mind, but bowed his head slightly and did not reply. He could feel the unkindness of this senior brother, but fortunately, he did not hide it.
"I hate you skinny little boys the most!"
Bawanli made no secret of his dissatisfaction.
His Nine Forms are different from others, and his physical transformation is too intense.
So much so that he is already in his sixties and has yet to find a suitable woman.
"..."
Li Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't expect that one day he would be called a pretty boy, but he understood Bawanli's thoughts a little bit.
With this inhuman physique, martial arts training certainly has huge benefits, but other than that, it is all disadvantages.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all problems, and marrying a wife and having children is even more difficult to think about. At least people are not good anymore...
"why are you laughing?"
"No, not smiling."
"You dare to laugh at me?"
"I'm really not smiling!"
Li Yuan's face was serious, and he found that this fierce general brother was actually not difficult to get along with.
His brain is worthy of his super-developed limbs. He has already managed to get through a few words and asked for a lot of information.
"There are not many people left in the Zhao family, and the master did not leave anyone alive."
Bawanli was sulking, especially when he saw the several pretty and lovely maids who had been captured, he became even more depressed:
"Damn, that old guy is already in his early 100s, right?"
"Eighth Senior Brother, these maids are the oirans of Baihua Pavilion, Shi Yan, Xian Yi, Rong Dai..."
"roll!"
The disciple almost got kicked and ran away with cold sweat on his face.
"ah!"
Bawanli stomped his feet angrily, raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, then raised his hammer and left:
"You guys keep watching, I'm going to find someone to fight with!"
