Cheng Wanpeng jumped to Feng Wanli's side, helped him sit on the ground, and put a palm on his back to help him force the Ziwu Penetrating Bone Nail out of his body, and at the same time channeled some internal force to help him unblock his pain. Damaged meridians.
The Ziwu Penetrating Bone Nail is not a unique hidden weapon, and many martial arts masters can fire it. Once it is penetrated into the joint orifice, it is like a steel needle being firmly nailed between the bones, causing the opponent to instantly lose certain aspects of his attack ability. The deeper the internal force of the person who launches, the greater the force of the wrist, the faster the bone-penetrating nail flies when it is driven out, the deeper it penetrates into the bone, the harder it is to remove, and the more harmful it is.
Many people find it difficult to hit the opponent's joints because of their unskilled skills. Even if they hit the joints, or due to lack of internal strength, it is difficult to achieve three points into the bone. In order to ensure that the bone-penetrating nails are always used, highly poisonous poison is often applied to the steel nails to poison the opponent and achieve the effect of instantly injuring the enemy.
Cheng Wanpeng's bone-penetrating nails, like those of other second- and third-rate martial artists, are coated with highly poisonous poisons. There is no antidote for this poison, simply because he never uses it on others easily, unless he wants to put those who are better than him in martial arts at risk. Strong people will die. After all, it is a shameful thing for a righteous person in the martial arts world to hurt someone with a hidden weapon. Besides, he is also the chief disciple of Biluo Lake.
Feng Wanli was hit by Cheng Wanpeng's Ziwu Penetrating Bone Nail. Since there was no antidote, whether he could survive or not depended entirely on whether his internal strength was deep enough and whether he could force the poison out of his body on his own.
Bai Yutian saw Feng Wanli sitting cross-legged on the ground with an ugly face and half-dead state. It was difficult to force the poison out of the body on his own, but pure Yang Qi was the nemesis of some Yin-cold poisons. He thought of helping him and left. past.
Since Cheng Wanpeng regarded Bai Yutian as his old enemy, how could he believe that Bai Yutian had such good intentions? He stood up quickly, and in an instant, he hit Bai Yutian's chest with two palms. He must have used all his strength.
There was a sudden attack, but Bai Yutian was unprepared and reacted in an instant. The two palms he sent out were not strong enough. The four palms intersected and one bounced away from the other. Cheng Wanpeng took five or six steps back. In order to avoid being hurt, Bai Yutian used the wind of his palms. It popped up a few feet and landed just in front of the old man Xie Yishan with his sword.
"If you don't repay your kindness now, how much later will it be." Before Cheng Wanpeng could finish his words, his body had already turned into a shadow and shot towards Bai Yutian, with both palms firing straight towards Bai Yutian's chest.
"Be careful of Xie Mubai." Before Feng Wanli could finish his words, Bai Yutian had already knocked Xie Mubai away with Yishan's sword with one palm. He caught Cheng Wanpeng's swift attack with both palms and knocked Cheng Wanpeng back with four consecutive palms. A stream of blood spurted out, and he stood unsteadily. He took two steps back, barely holding on.
When Zhang Yaner saw Xie Mubai holding a dagger in his hand, a few drops of blood fell on the tip of the dagger to the ground with a crisp sound. Tears immediately poured out. She rushed behind Bai Yutian and hurriedly pressed her hands on the waist of Bai Yutian. With the wound bleeding profusely, he swallowed hard and said: "Brother Bai, what should I do?"
Cheng Wanpeng saw that Bai Yutian had been severely injured and it was time for him to put an end to the harm. He wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, poured his life's cultivation into the palm of his hand, and struck at Bai Yutian quickly.
Bai Yutian was about to stand up to receive Cheng Wanpeng's palms, but Xie Mubai had already jumped in front of him and caught his palms. Bai Yutian didn't know why Xie Mubai attacked him, let alone why he came to help him after he attacked her. In desperation, he hit Xie Mubai on the back with a palm.
No one understood what was going on. They saw Cheng Wanpeng flying backwards, Xie Mubai's mouth was bleeding, and Bai Yutian was sitting on the ground with blood flowing from his waist.
Cheng Wanpeng flew back more than a foot, took a few steps back, stood firm, and shouted: "Xie Mubai, this kid is already going to die. It's just wishful thinking to save him with only half your life."
Xie Mubai laughed coldly, his sadness clear on his face, and said loudly: "Cheng Wanpeng, the favor has been repaid, and I have nothing to do with Biluohu anymore. It's your choice to hurt this kid, and I choose to help this kid. It’s my business, everyone has his destiny and his own abilities.”
"Okay. An Tianming, I will make your life unsatisfactory; with my ability, I will make your death unsatisfactory." Cheng Wanpeng laughed loudly, jumped up, and attacked Xie Mubai fiercely with both palms.
Xie Mubai jumped back a few steps, unsheathed his sword, and with a flicker of sword light, he faced Cheng Wanpeng who had just landed on the ground, and there was no time to retreat.
Suddenly, the wind from Cheng Wanpeng's palm roared, Xie Mubai's sword shadows flew around, sand and stones were flying around, the grass broke and the trees bent, and the horses in the distance were restless and neighing continuously.
Ten gestures, twenty gestures, thirty gestures, forty gestures... With a spray, Xie Mubai was hit in the palm, flew out from the battle circle, fell to the ground, his mouth was covered with blood, and he lay down The ground cannot rise.
With tears streaming down her face, Jiang Yingying put aside the hatred in her heart, took the Nine-Turn Bailing Pill from Bai Yutian's hand, rushed over, helped Xie Mubai sit upright, and gave him the pill. I couldn't understand why Xie Mubai, the Lishou Swordsman in the martial arts world who could compete with the sword demon Bai Tianyu, couldn't even defeat the disciples of Biluo Lake with a sword in his hand.
It turned out that when Bai Yutian saw Xie Mubai sneaking up on him from behind, he thought that Xie Mubai and the people from Biluohu were on the same team, so he struck out in self-defense, fast and hard. Because Xie Mubai was focused on the sword that stabbed Bai Yutian, he didn't have time to react and received a solid palm from Bai Yutian. Fortunately, he had deep internal strength and only lost half his life.
Cheng Wanpeng had several swords in his body, his clothes were torn, he looked like a beggar, he stood as tall as a mountain, his eyes flashed with golden light, he was full of pride, he could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger, and he received the worship of four disciples.
Feng Wanli's heart was injured by Bai Yutian's shock, and he was hit in the chest by Ziwu's bone-penetrating nail. The internal injuries and the poison were a double attack. It was a miracle that he didn't die suddenly on the spot. Taking advantage of the short period of time during which Cheng Wanpeng and Xie Mubai were fighting, he adjusted his breathing for a while. His eyes that had been tightly closed finally had the strength to open them slightly, and he said lifelessly: "Brother, how are you?"
Cheng Wanpeng replied happily: "Junior brother, I am very good. Today I can kill the two top masters in the world. From now on, Biluo Lake can sit back and relax."
Feng Wanli coughed slightly and said slightly: "Senior brother, what can you do if you kill them? There are no masters in the world who can kill them all. Master, please come in. Cultivation depends on the individual. There is no such thing as 'the new generation is better than the old' I said it. It’s better to let go of your obsession and just let nature take its course.”
Cheng Wanpeng smiled happily, spread out his palms, and transported all his true energy into his palms, turning himself into a demonic shadow and shooting towards the white jade sky as fast as lightning, his smile splashing all the way in the air. Before taking action, some people were obsessed with enlightenment. Now that they are only one step away from success, how can they be obsessed with enlightenment?
Bai Yutian pulled Zhang Yan'er away from him, raised his sleeves, and a tiny silver needle looked like a comet, holding a long tail and shot towards Cheng Wanpeng's forehead. Don't look directly at it, listen carefully. Not to be listened to.
Cheng Wanpeng's body flew through the air, like a wooden stake falling to the ground in front of Bai Yutian. He did not move and had no abnormality. Only a tiny blood bead grew at the Yintang point. The blood bead grew slowly. Slowly becoming larger, then suddenly transforming into a small stream of blood.
When the four disciples of Biluo Lake saw him, they were startled, their legs and feet went weak, and their knees fell to the ground with a loud collision. The four of them couldn't figure out how Bai Yutian could still use such a demonic method after being assassinated by Yishan's sword and causing blood to spurt out. He must be possessed by the legendary ghosts and gods.
Not only the four of them couldn't figure it out, but others couldn't figure it out either. They didn't know that Xie Mubai stabbed Bai Yutian in the waist, hurting the skin, flesh, and bones, but not hurting Wuzhuang or Liufu. Just because Xie Mubai is a master of swordsmanship, and he never thought about taking Bai Yutian's life, he naturally made the right move.
One of the four masters was killed and three were injured. The remaining six were either poor in martial arts or had already lost half of their cultivation by Xie Mubai, the 'Yishan Sword'. Their strength was evenly matched and there was no need to fight, so they were temporarily in peace with each other.
The sun is hot, and people who are seriously injured should not explode in the sun. Zhang Yan'er supported Bai Yutian, Jiang Yingying supported "Yishan Yijian", and the four Biluohu disciples supported Feng Wanli and came to the tea shed to heal their injuries. Tears were shed, sadness was sad, no one had time to spare.
The waiter brought a large pot of tea, and Zhang Yan'er poured a cup to Bai Yutian's mouth. Bai Yutian took a small sip, swallowed it, and made a weak voice: "The tea is poisonous, tell them not to drink it."
Zhang Yaner was startled and asked in a low voice: "Then why did you swallow it?"
Bai Yutian replied in a low voice: "This poison is only effective for those with serious internal injuries. My internal injuries are not serious, so a small sip is fine. Senior Xie and Feng Daxia are too seriously injured to drink."
When Zhang Yan'er saw Feng Wanli's disciple coming to pour water for his master, he deliberately missed it and knocked the teapot to the ground. She was afraid that the disciple would be unreasonable and feel sorry for her, so she quickly apologized. That disciple was originally afraid of Bai Yutian's magic, so he dared to antagonize Zhang Yan'er and imitate her, so he apologized to Zhang Yan'er instead.
Jiang Yingying couldn't stand it anymore and whispered: "Be quiet, don't disturb the healer."
Bai Yutian's internal injuries were not serious. After a meal, the wound stopped bleeding and his blood vessels were smooth. As long as he did not make any violent movements, he was fine. I wanted to go over and help Feng Wanpeng and Xie Mubai, but I thought that the tea was poisonous and I didn't know who wanted to harm them, so I had to pretend to be half dead and wait and see what happens.
The waiter brought another pot of tea, and Zhang Yaner gave Bai Yutian a taste first. It was indeed poisonous. Bai Yutian had an idea and took advantage of the incessant coughing to sit unsteadily. He leaned back and bumped the table. The teapot was knocked over to the ground without revealing any flaws.
The waiter returned to the kitchen with the empty teapot and informed the store owner. The store owner was quiet and felt that it was just a pot of tea. It shouldn't have happened twice in a row. He said to the waiter and the chef: "They must have discovered it and can't wait any longer." ”
The chef complained: "I told you to go straight ahead, but you insist on being so cautious. Until now, I still don't know how their injuries have been adjusted."
The store owner said, "Can you not be careful? Do you know what that kid used when he killed Cheng Wanpeng?"
The guy said, "What are you using?"
The shopkeeper replied: "If your guess is correct, it should be a long-lost needle."
The chef had never heard of a thread and asked, "What is a thread?"
The shopkeeper snorted from his nostrils and replied coldly: "What is a needle? When you are walking through the dog hole, and someone shoots arrows at you, you only move forward or backward. There is no up, down, left, or right. Each shot is accurate."
The chef said: "But the fights between people in the world are not like crawling through a dog hole. They are all in open areas. At least there is a space the size of a room."
The shopkeeper shook his head slightly and chuckled: "When he shoots a silver needle at you, he will give you three words: fast, accurate, and hard. Fast enough that you can't notice it, accurate enough to shoot you right where he wants to be, and hard silver needle." It can penetrate your body."
The guy asked: "What should we do?"
The shopkeeper said: "What else can I do? Send me another pot of tea and take the opportunity to give the boy a knife. After I finish killing the boy, I can go and marry other people. It's like cutting leeks, I'm so good at it."
