A ray of light flashed through Xiu Jing's eyes, "If you want to crack the secret technique, you must first find its secret!"

"Ah~haha~haha~" the old man smiled and walked away to the corrected landing point. "Come again~come again~come again~come again~"

As soon as Xiujing landed, a giant palm had already pressed towards him as the top of Mount Tai, covering his body. Under the shadow, Xiujing's "Shadow Shura" Dou Qi dispersed like a fog. In the fog, Xiujing divided into two, and two into four. The four were the best number that Xiujing could control.

With a "boom~", a giant palm pressed on the ground, arousing four figures. The four "correctives" flashed and rushed towards the old man. The old man grinned and waved his other hand to slapped horizontally. The giant palm slapped through the four "correctives" bodies. The four "correctives" were up and down, and they surrounded the old man at the left and right, and the "Shadow Dancer" activated.

The old man looked around, his rolled tongue kept licking his lips, his huge palms rubbed each other restlessly, and the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, "Four~Four~Haha~Ha~"

The "Shadow Dancer" Jingjing was consuming every minute and every second. He had to find out the secret of the old man's secret technique as soon as possible, otherwise the situation would be very unfavorable to him. Jingjing held the dagger with his eyes and carried four of him from four different directions at the same time towards the old man.

"Ha~haha~" the old man raised his huge palms to meet him.

Four small figures and a big figure instantly formed into a ball. After a few rounds, Xiujing first confirmed one thing, "That is, the old man in the secret state cannot use Dou Qi to attack, but it seems that he can use Dou Qi to defend! This can be seen from the old man's attack method and the yellow smoke attached to his skin. Since the old man has Dou Qi body, I must increase the attack intensity!" Xiujing's dagger in his hands suddenly turned black. He used the "Shadow Blade" to strengthen the attack power of his dagger. Black lights were stabbed out from the dagger, and "Shadow Cut" rushed towards the old man from all directions.

"Hahaha~" The old man had no intention of dodging or blocking the black lights around him, and let them prick or scratch on his body, leaving traces. The old man's attention was all focused on the four "Tao practices", and a pair of giant palms danced in the rain, causing a sharp palm wind.

Fixing kept sprinkling black light during high-speed movements, and sometimes avoided the giant palms that were attacking, "Not the head, not the neck, not the shoulders, not the arms..." He observed while doing the elimination method in his heart, "Not the chest, not the back, not the waist, not the crotch..." Fixing's offensive became faster and faster, "Thighs, knees, calves, and insteps were all!" The corrected black light quickly spread the old man's whole body from top to bottom.

After fighting, he originally planned to use such a dense attack to discover the secret of the old man's secret technique. Once there was a part that he was afraid of being attacked, then this was the key. But now after this round, the old man did not show any special performance, and he had not even done any defense movements, which surprised Xiu Zheng a little, "Is it because I ignored something? This secret must be on his body, and it is impossible to escape from this body." Xiu Zheng didn't believe it in his heart and couldn't find it, so the black light was spilling from the bottom up. The more he sprinkled, the more he became more and more impatient, and the faster the attack, the consumption of fighting energy naturally became greater and greater.

For a moment, the dark light and violent giant palms filled the two of them. The low houses and shanty towns on both sides of the street were now covered with seedlings, accompanied by bursts of "Ah~ Haha~ Ha~" laughter, they couldn't help but choose to collapse and fall. The rain was still falling, but it was a little smaller than before. The old man and Xiu Zheng were wet all over. The faces of both of them were wet. One could not tell whether it was rain or saliva, and the other could not tell whether it was rain or sweat.

The corrected breathing during high-speed movement was a little rapid. He beat the old man from toe toe again, and the effect was still the same as before, and nothing was found. On the contrary, his own fighting spirit had fallen below the third level. Now he controlled the four "residual elephants" and was as vanished as before. His overall speed was also declining. The "Shadow Blade" attached to the dagger began to fade gradually. Judging from the current situation, it was very short of a second for him.

Looking at the old man again, whether it is attack speed or attack power, it is constantly increasing. It feels like a perpetual motion machine with infinite energy and can move faster and faster. The correction state cannot escape the old man's eyes. The old man's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, his tongue is stretching longer and his eyes are becoming more and more cruel. At this time, the old man is like a cat, playing with a pair of giant palms, struggling with a dying mouse.

However, the "cat" seems to be getting tired of playing.

"Haha~ha~ha~" Amid the old man's burst of laughter, a giant palm swept towards Xiujing's "afterimage". Xiujing just refracted from another "afterimage" and shot towards the "afterimage" opposite the giant palm. He was powerless to the one who was targeted by the old man, and could only watch the "afterimage" dissipated under the old man's sharp palm wind.

This shot made Xiuzheng's body consume so much fighting spirit and still couldn't find the secret of the old man's secret technique. "What should I do?" Xiuzheng frowned tightly, "If it really doesn't work, I can only fight!" His figure suddenly felt like he was slowing down when he shot into the "residual image".

The old man grabbed this small detail and also found the flaw of the "Shadow Dancer". He swung his palms together to bring out two other "residual images except for correction.

"They slapped apart at the same time. I fanned it again, and the palm wind was mixed in the giant palm and approached the last one.

Since Xiu Zheng was going to fight, the existence of the "residual image" would become a burden to him. Now that the old man helped him get rid of it, Xiu Zheng was very happy and did not have any desire to bear it. Seeing a huge palm approaching, Xiu Zheng turned around and jumped backwards. He didn't want the last "residual image" anymore, and left it to the old man, and jumped high into the air. Xiu Zheng double pressure looked at the old man below, and took back the "shadow Shura" fighting spirit that turned into fog, "I can buy some time!"

The four "dead elephants" were broken, and the old man quickly licked his lips. His laughter surged. When he narrowed his eyes, he immediately determined the corrected landing point and ran away. Every step he took, the ground made a trembling sound.

"!" Xiu Zheng, who was condensed with fighting spirit, was stunned when he saw the old man's actions. He planned that the old man would definitely jump up to chase him. He also took this precaution, "But... I shouldn't jump directly into the air to attack me? Why didn't he do this?" He then asked himself.

"Is there a fraud? Want to lead me into a trap?" Xiu Zheng thought for a while and shook his head, "No, that old man now has the initiative and rhythm of the battle, and he doesn't have to do that." Xiu Zheng then thought, "I deliberately let the water go and tease me? This is possible. When he fought against Eleven and the others before, if he used the strength he appeared, Eleven and the others could not support me. He was teasing them before, and it would be normal to tease me now." Xiu Zheng shook his head again, "No, if he wants to tease me, wouldn't it be better to take action while I am in the air and my movements are restricted?"

At this moment, the second use of distraction was used to cultivate the second use of distraction, and the speed of condensing the Dou Qi was obviously slower, and the body gradually fell down.

The old man had already stood in his position, looked up at Xiu Jing, his huge palms and ten fingers were opened and ready to take action at any time. The old man's cracked mouth burst into laughter, "Haha~ha~ha~ha~"

"No...this is wrong...this is wrong...this is wrong...this is wrong..." The corrected thinking was rotating rapidly, and the action that condensed the fighting spirit stopped. He was falling and closed his eyes unconsciously. He began to play back the various battle scenes that the old man had used the secret technique to become bigger. He played back one time, two times... During the fifth time, the corrected eyelids twitched. He seemed to have noticed something, but he couldn't say what it was. The fifth time was over and the sixth time was beginning. This correction deliberately slowed down the speed of the playback, causing all the movements in the scene to be countless times slowed down, and the details of the battle were magnified.

As I looked, suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed through Jingjing's mind, "I seem to know the secret of this secret technique!"
Chapter completed!