At dusk, the setting sun sets, projecting the last afterglow through the dense bushes onto the ground.

Chen Musheng took the map and looked into the distance and said, "We are here, it's here."

The two of them rushed on the road and were in a dense bush of thorns. In the distance was a bare cliff. Looking straight, the cliff went westward and the blue sky was the real edge of the Forbidden Island. Several fourth-level flying beasts, "Blood-headed Vultures", were hovering around, ready to dive down to hunt for food at any time.

Mo Batian tore the jerky python in a big mouth and looked around vaguely: "Where? Lao Chen, are you reading it right? There is nothing here?"

"It's obviously here." Chen Musheng thought, "Let's go forward and take a look."

The bush covered with thorns looked very dark, and there were many abrupt and huge rocks surrounding it that covered their sight, and perhaps there were still undiscovered places.

"Listen to you." Mo Batian said with a smile.

The two swept away the thorns on the road and continued to move forward vigilantly. There were also many ferocious beasts in this area, with more three and four levels, which was not a big threat to the two. But seeing that night was about to fall, some powerful ferocious beasts lurking in the dark had already begun to restless.

"Old Chen, there was no new discovery before dark, so we'll find a place to spend the night. Recently, why did we feel that the ferocious beasts we encountered are getting more and more irritable?" Mo Batian said with a huge baggage.

"I also feel this way. If I go a little further, I will end here today if I don't."

Chen Musheng was also a little depressed. There were no very accurate signs on the map. It was obviously a very easy-to-identify place. But there was no clue in front of him except for the thorns and the sea-like bushes.

Sometimes he was speculating that Chen Tieshan should have left some martial arts or skills for himself, but that should also be marked clearly. It is impossible to find such a person without a head or a tail.

"Father shouldn't forget the location of the sign, right?" Chen Musheng thought to himself, and continued to move forward. He had already walked out of the thorny jungle belt and was about to truly reach the end of this floating island.

Pang!

A burly figure suddenly landed on the ground from above a huge rock!

"!"

"Who?" the two of them said vigilantly, reacting subconsciously. Chen Musheng quickly put down the "Tiantian ruler", and Mo Batian threw down his heavy burden and raised his pair of fleshy palms that had been tempered.

"Hehe... I finally caught up with you two." Gongsun Long grinned and said fiercely. The moment he landed, a messy little braid danced wildly, like an angry lion.

Mo Batian looked surprised: "Old Chen, he seems to be the mountain warrior."

Regarding several powerful warriors in this forbidden trial, Chen Musheng had already heard Mo Jiaojiao introduce it on the airship. He remembered it in his heart. When Gongsun Long appeared, he knew something was wrong.

The mountain warriors are more powerful than the sixth-level ferocious beasts when they are all in their power. Chen Musheng knows very well that even if they join forces with Mo Batian, it is impossible to win.

There is a huge gap between warriors and warriors, which cannot be crossed by numbers.

"It's so troublesome now." Chen Musheng felt bad secretly, his muscles vaguely bulged, and his true energy was quickly moved. He calmly said: "Do you want a token?"

Gongsun Long raised his thick eyebrows, looked at Chen Musheng's confident eyes unexpectedly, and smiled gloomyly: "Yes, you kid are very cognitive."

Mo Batian's pair of iron sand palms began to emit a scorching breath. He turned around and asked, "Old Chen, what should I do now?"

Chen Musheng glanced secretly, took out his token from his clothes, and said calmly: "Gongsun Long, we are willing to send the token with both hands, but we don't want a meaningless battle."

Gongsun Long suddenly spread his hands, his whole body gathered a terrifying aura like a mountain, and he grinned and said, "Haha... a sensible boy. If you meet the woman of the Li family, her personality that she doesn't want to spend too much effort, she will definitely take the token and won't kill you. However... you meet my Gongsun Long, and killing is one of my hobbies."

"So... you two are dead!" Gongsun Long whispered fiercely, and his burly figure suddenly showed a sharp speed and approached him!

"Fight with him!" Chen Musheng roared angrily, swung the Tiantian ruler, and slashed down with a fierce sword.

He was alert from the beginning, so he was ready to go to the "Shenglong Break the Third Style"!

boom!

Gongsun Long rushed to the front, and he stretched out his thick arm and punched him to touch the Qingtian ruler! A hot fire flashed out of the surface of his fist. In an instant, a game between true energy was played. He actually directly grasped the tip of the "Qingtian ruler" with his flesh palm.

Now Chen Musheng has suppressed his cultivation and his internal strength has reached the middle stage of the eighth level. With the third move of Shenglong breaking, he can vaguely climb to the level of a high-level warrior with the tenth level of internal strength.

But facing Gongsun Long seems to be not enough.

"Ha, what a domineering martial art." Gongsun Long said in surprise. At the same time, he held the palm of the Qingtian ruler and began to burn the true qi flame like the essence.

"Take it!" At the same time, Mo Batian's tall figure rushed up, and the hot iron sand palm fell down with a bang.

Pang!

"The fourth-level martial arts iron sand palm? Haha... you are looking for death!" Gongsun Long mocked him, and turned over and kicked out his right leg like a battle axe. The majestic true energy exploded. Mo Batian's mouth was covered with blood, and he was knocked out two feet away before he could barely stop!

"Batian, let's separate!" Chen Musheng gritted his teeth, gave up the Tiantian ruler, quickly took a few steps back, and pulled off the weight-bearing soft armor and practice suit on his body.

After a fight, he already knew clearly that it was impossible to defeat Gongsun Long this time. It was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. It would be better for the two to escape separately and have hope of survival.

Mo Batian stared at the tiger's eyes, and his whole body emitted the scorching smell of iron sand palms. He raised his palms and said solemnly: "Old Chen, you go first, I'll delay him."

He knew very well that when the two of them fled at the same time, Gongsun Long would definitely chase Chen Musheng, who had a stronger cultivation level! The little things along the way appeared in his heart. Since he was saved by Chen Musheng, he had made up his mind to repay this kindness with his life.

"What nonsense? Let's run away separately and go to the snake cave to meet!" Chen Musheng was moved, but he glared at him.

Friendship is not reflected in this way!

"Old Chen, you go first! I will let this bastard see how strong my iron sand palm is, Master teaches me." Mo Batian's tone was firm, slowly pushing his hands, and his whole body emitted a hot aura. This is a situation that ordinary iron sand martial arts would not occur.

Mo Batian's internal strength cultivation has only reached the eighth level peak, but now it exudes a momentum comparable to the tenth level internal strength. The iron sand palm he used is no longer an ordinary iron sand palm.

"Haha... the brotherly love is deep." Gongsun Long laughed. He inserted the ruler of the sky to the ground, pulled out a wide dark red battle knife from behind, and said fiercely: "I will give you my best!"

After saying that, Gongsun Long rushed towards Mo Batian with murderous aura. The sword was like red lightning, slashing the wind and suddenly slashed down!

"Well!" Mo Batian made a painful sound, his muscles bulged all over his body, and his burly figure seemed to have widened a little. His hard flesh palm slapped Gongsun Long's sword hard.

stagger!

stagger!

Two consecutive collisions of hand swords, and the fierce true energy was filled with energy! Gongsun Long's sword was blocked, and Mo Batian was shaken away five feet away and fell to the ground. He glared, got up from the ground with a fierce look, and once again raised the bloody iron sand palm, laughing loudly: "Silly donkey, have you seen it! This is the ultimate realm of the iron sand palm that I have practiced for seventeen years!"

The martial arts used in the eighth level of internal strength withstood the attack of the mountain warrior. Although it was extremely embarrassed, it was also extremely amazing.

"!"

Gongsun Long was quite surprised. He held the sword tightly, and the tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. A three-inch long dark red sword aura appeared. He grinned again: "Don't talk nonsense! What's the point of blocking my random attack? I'll take you out of nothing now!"

After saying that, Gongsun Long rushed out and raised his sword like a butcher!

call out!

A huge explosion of air suddenly sounded, and the thick wooden arrows produced a violent spiral force, chasing Gongsun Long's back!

"Damn!" Gongsun Long cursed, slashed with a backhand, cutting off the terrifying wooden arrow in the air.

Looking up, Chen Musheng stood under the huge rock ten feet away, sank his waist, holding a ox horn bow in his hand, and his whole body was soaring to the sky.

"Ugly donkey, you react very quickly." Chen Musheng grinned jokingly. He took out the tokens he had hunted all the way from his clothes, and his eyes were filled with a strong fighting spirit: "Did you see it? I have ten tokens here, your mother! If you have the ability, come and take them away!"
Chapter completed!