The two Houtu Banner disciples obeyed the instructions and walked cautiously towards the big cocoon formed by Huang Yaoshi.
Before they had even taken two steps, they saw that the boulder that had stopped moving started to roll again, heading towards them.
The two rushed back quickly, but were blinded by a gust of sand. They hesitated for two steps, and then died under the encirclement of boulders.
Although the Persian man cut off a piece of silkworm silk, he did not completely destroy Huang Yaoshi's arrangement.
If the dignified Huang Yaoshi's trap is so easy to crack, wouldn't his reputation as the Five Ultimate Masters be in vain?
The Persian man who was slapped in the face did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he insulted him: "You Tang people are stupid pigs. You will fall for such a simple trap."
"You guys, go over there and trigger all the mechanisms."
"I'll be watching you from behind."
After saying that, he waved to the other Five Elements Flag disciples around him.
Many Five Elements Banner disciples showed hesitation. Who would willingly embark on such a death-defying act?
But the Persian took out a drum and beat it quickly on his waist.
As soon as the drum beat, these Five Elements Banner disciples fell to the ground one after another, wailing in pain.
"I wish to go! I wish to go!" The Five Elements Banner disciples begged for mercy one after another, but the Persian did not give up. It was not until everyone screamed in pain for seven or eight minutes that they slowly gave up.
The disciples struggled to get up and looked at the Persian man with hatred, but they had to obey his instructions and step into the valley cautiously.
After dozens of people crowded in, various traps arranged by Huang Yaoshi in the valley were triggered one after another.
Not only were boulders rolling, but some trees and vines were also pulled like poisonous snakes around the disciples of the Five Elements Flag. In addition, the rocks above their heads collapsed, and a large hole suddenly opened in the ground beneath their feet, and a chain of mechanisms was triggered.
Unless the Qing Gong is so good that one can easily fly across the valley like a feather floating in the air, otherwise the trap will always be triggered and fall into a chain reaction.
Naturally, Persian men do not have such extreme lightness skills, but they choose to use their lives to fill the land.
Trigger all traps.
Although Huang Yaoshi's arrangement was exquisite, it was a temporary construction after all. Moreover, the machine array was not a perpetual motion machine, so how could it always be effective?
After losing at least a dozen lives and injuring dozens more, the Five Elements Banner disciples finally found a way out.
At this time, the Persian man saw that all the mechanisms had been triggered and cracked.
Then he became proudly excited and said in awkward Chinese: "Okay! You bunch of losers, stop it! Let me do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person's toes were already touching the ground, and the person flew straight forward.
The scimitar in his hand fell, and with a sharp aura, it slashed at the large cocoon formed by Huang Yaoshi.
At the same moment, Huang Yaoshi broke the cocoon and emerged from the cocoon.
The powerful airflow accumulated in the big cocoon burst out in an instant, following Huang Yaoshi's clapping palms, and directly hit the Persian man's face.
The Persian man screamed, flew backwards with holes all over his body, and hit the rock wall with his head. His brains burst out and he died.
How could the Five Elements Banner disciples, who were already severely injured, dare to clash head-on with Huang Yaoshi?
Those who could still move turned around and ran out of the valley.
Some of them panicked and ran into the poison array arranged by Huang Yaoshi at the exit, seeking their own death.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Huang. He successfully broke out of his cocoon and was reborn for the first time. He has been rejuvenated for twenty years and returned to a state close to his peak." Cao Zhe and Hong Qigong appeared at the entrance of the valley, each holding a roasted snow chicken. , my mouth is full of oil after eating.
But it turned out that the two of them had already been here, but they saw that Huang Yaoshi was not in danger, so they did not show up.
When Huang Yaoshi saw the foodie faces of the two of them, he twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his head awkwardly.
When he saw Hong Qigong handing him the dirty beggar's chicken mud ball, he hurriedly flashed his steps and avoided it perfectly.
"Good ingredients such as ox chewed peony and snowy pheasant are simply a waste when you cook them in this way." Huang Yaoshi said.
Obviously, Huang Yaoshi is also 'greedy', but he just hides it well.
If he wasn't greedy, how could Huang Rong develop such good cooking skills?
Hong Qigong took back the mud ball and laughed loudly: "You are laughing at me because I am a beggar and can't eat it. How can you swallow it after you have suffered such a big loss?"
When Huang Yaoshi heard this, his face turned livid, and his face returned to that of a middle-aged handsome man. At this moment, he was covered with dark clouds.
"Okay, tell me what's going on?"
"Junior Brother Huang, with your strength, unless you are besieged by many top masters, or you accidentally fall into the trap, you will never be able to accelerate the first cocoon formation." Cao Zhe still stopped the two of them. The old enemies' bickering set the topic straight.
Huang Yaoshi frowned and said, "I am indeed under siege. The martial arts methods of those Persians are very different from the martial arts of the Central Plains. They are even very different from the martial arts methods of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism and even Tianzhu monks."
"I was caught off guard."
Hong Qigong interrupted at this time: "Just like this, it won't make you Huang Laoxie so embarrassed!"
"You were the most flexible and changeable among the five arts back then. Although all the moves and methods were not strong attack methods, they were used extremely well in your hands."
"If it were just that the moves were weird, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to harm you to this extent!"
When Hong Qigong talks about those years, there is no obstacle at all. It is obvious that Hong Qigong's memory had such a great influence on him that he no longer had to distinguish the profound question of 'who am I'? Philosophical questions.
In other words, he had already thought about and discussed this issue secretly a few years before he came to this world.
Now I choose to lie down and accept it.
Huang Yaoshi nodded and said, "Brother Hong still knows me."
"It doesn't matter if the moves are weird. Their moves seem weird to me, but my moves are far from familiar to them. We are all the same, so it doesn't matter. After dozens of moves, I became familiar with them. Their methods will naturally not be troubled by these strange tricks."
"The most troublesome thing is their leader Alberts."
"He used a special method to stimulate his potential and burst out with extremely strong skills in a short period of time. It made me feel a bit like Guo Jing before leaving."
Cao Zhe was slightly surprised when he heard this.
He concentrated for a while and felt it.
But I also feel that although the world today has 'progressed', it still has not really expanded its upper limit.
In other words, if ordinary martial arts masters break the boundaries, they will still be treated maliciously and rejected by the world.
If the Alberts mentioned by Huang Yaoshi really broke the boundaries, then there would be no place for him in this world.
"Perhaps he used some special technique to temporarily break the limit and stimulate his potential. After the power he gained was used, the upper limit was locked again." Cao Zhe said.
Then he added: "No matter what it is, let's go to Guangmingding and we will understand everything!"
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