"Good Kung Fu! Good internal skills!" Chang Yanxiao waved his mace and caught Kuju's punch, and took advantage of the time of his resistance to praise him.

"You are not bad either!" Kuju replied in a magnificent manner, his palms kept coming. However, this sentence was exchanged for a series of complaints from the audience. A Fei, who was sitting in the audience, thought that Kuju really couldn't speak. When he saw the characteristics of the Nine Yang Divine Art, he just praised him. You would say that he was not bad either. Could it be that he was very powerful? What was this pride?

However, the two of them had already shown their martial arts characteristics at the beginning of the fight, which made players more expectation for this Qingmei wine cooking. This time, they had already fought again, and their energy was everywhere, and they fought very fiercely. As the saying goes, they used maces, and they naturally took a strong route, but the previous attack reflected his skillful fighting style in his most toughness, which was the most difficult to deal with.

On the other hand, the Kuju actually used a pair of flesh palms to fight against the mace, which was the most eye-catching. The mace is the most powerful weapon among weapons. With the metal hard thorns on it, ordinary weapons will never break and break, so we can't regret it at all. Master Mie Jue used the sharpness of the Yitian Sword to break Zhuang Zheng's mace skills. Even if it was as strong as Dugu Nine Swords, he had to use one spear to break the spear to resolve it. Naturally, he was clever to tricks, not the sharpness of the weapon.

But how can you stand the intersecting of your palm and the mace? Could it be that this bitter chrysanthemum has practiced the iron palm kung fu?

But when Kuju's palm technique was straight, his wrists and arms were vertical, as if he was holding something and hitting forward. His palms and maces touched, making a dull collision sound. After reading several moves, everyone suddenly realized that Kuju was not really empty-handed, but wearing a silk glove, as if it was silk in heaven. The sword was not injured and the water and fire were not invaded. This is also a common equipment for players who use palm techniques and claw techniques.

After all, human flesh is not as good as swords. No one can really practice himself to the point of being invincible, nor can he be in the iron cloth shirt. It is said that Shaolin has a kind of indestructible kung fu, and he can reach the level of being invincible kung fu to the extreme. Unfortunately, no one has seen it. Back then, the monk who practiced this indestructible kung fu was still killed by the Golden Lion King Xie Xun with a turtle punch, so the rumors cannot be believed. Therefore, if he had not brought this special set, he would never be able to fight the enemy with empty hands.

The palms of Kuju were flying in the field, and he was shuttled back and forth in the shadow of the mace, but few people knew what kind of palm technique this was. Ah Fei was always itchy when he saw it. Since he practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, he finally got his weapon in one piece, not just holding a red tassel to show off everywhere. The Nine Yin White Bone Claws are empty-handed tricks. If he could have a good glove, he would naturally be like a tiger. Therefore, when he saw Kuju's gloves, he was very jealous and wondered if he could find a chance to exploit them?

After a few more moves, the mace, which is always laughing, has already waved like the wind, and a fast and slow whistling sounded in the field. It is obvious that he has moved his internal strength to the extreme. Kuju is still dismantled by one palm, and his palm technique is sluggish but not without its power, and it is still so strange. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Kuju's Nine Yang Divine Art has begun to exert its power, and waves are rolling around his body, but dust is rising by the internal force. Kuju's clothes were also blown up by the strong wind. Every palm he slapped out, and his sleeves seemed to be filled with wind.

But this is not wind, it is the extremely strong internal force! Every palm that Kuju has shot has full internal force, as if he is squandering his life. If ordinary people fight in this way, they will not be able to consume all internal force long afterwards. Tens of internal force cannot be used more, mostly because they are used desperately at critical moments. However, Kuju has slapped dozens of palms in a row, and the palms are strong and there is no sign of attenuation.

Give you a shot and sighed, and said in the system channel: "The Nine Yang Divine Art is really worthy of its reputation!"

Everyone was silent.

What I would like to give you a shot is naturally the characteristic of the rapid recovery of the Nine Yang Divine Art. If it is purely about the power, Kuju’s Nine Yang Divine Art may not be so strong, even A Fei can’t compare. But he can squander tens of his internal strength, who can compare it with this? Unless his internal strength is far superior to him and he will be killed as soon as he comes up, if his internal strength is almost the same, or even one is only a little higher, he will be exhausted to death.

This is the terrifying thing about the Nine Yang Divine Art!

Everyone here is also masters, how can't they see it? Everyone was silently planning in their minds, verifying the martial arts of the two people in the field with their own martial arts, thinking about how they should deal with such top-level internal force tricks.

The common laughter in the field began to get a little anxious because he found that he was gradually at a disadvantage. The powerful moves of the mace were not enough to threaten Kuju. If he continued to fight like this, he might not be able to hold on. So he swung the mace a few times, suddenly turned around, raised his left hand towards Kuju, and threw out a ball of black stuff. The thing dispersed in the air, but turned into a big net, covering Kuju, who could not dodge.

Fishing net? What trick is this?

Everyone was surprised. I have never seen this trick in martial arts. Could it be the fisherman's mind method? Fishing treasure book?

But at this moment, everyone was no longer thinking about it, because Kuju had been covered by the fishing net. There was a rope at one end of the fishing net in Changyanxiao's hand. He gently lifted it backwards, and Kuju immediately rolled to the ground unsteadily, and he lost the initiative immediately. Changyanxiao laughed, and the mace in his right hand was smashed up and down like a golden cudgel. This time, it was filled with a lot of internal strength. If it was hit, only one word would be killed!

The Kuju in the fishing net naturally understood this truth. Just as the mace was barely falling, he suddenly bounced on the ground, like a big fish struggling in the fishing net, moving dozens of centimeters across. This made him avoid the hammer of the mace. The mace hit the place where he was lying. With a loud bang, there was a big hole on the ground, and countless stones of all sizes splashed, as if they were blasted by a bomb!

Everyone was shocked, Chang Yanxiao was stunned for a moment, and took two steps forward again and hammered it down with another stick. Kuju seemed to feel the danger approaching, and even more force burst out. She rolled on the ground with a fishing net, and then she avoided it again, but there was a big pit on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw this. The competition was no longer a martial arts trick, but it was like a fisherman killing fish. Chang Yanxiao was a fisherman holding a big stick, and Kuju became a fish in the fishing net. Of course, this fish was not a fish with common stock, but a fish that knew the Nine Yang Divine Arts! But God knows how Chang Yanxiao used this fishing net to fight against the enemy. I wonder if it was a Qimen weapon, or if he had a side job in fishing in daily life?

Ah Fei was thinking about which hero in the history of martial arts used fishing nets to make weapons. While he was thinking, Chang Yanxiao suddenly roared, as if he was angry by Kuju's constant jumping method. He pulled the rope back with his left hand and dragged Kuju and the fishing net back. Although Kuju kept struggling, the fishing net was extremely strong and could not be torn and pulled. He could only watch himself getting closer and closer by Chang Yanxiao. He was trapped in the fishing net, and he couldn't even use it, which was no different from a lamb to be slaughtered. Chang Yanxiao rubbed a few times and pulled the fishing net one meter in front of him. He snorted coldly, and the mace swept out.

With such a close distance, no matter how Kuju jumps around, he will definitely not be able to dodge. Unless he breaks away from the fishing net at once, or appears elsewhere with a spell that travels through time and space. But this is a world of martial arts, not a world of fantasy and magic. There is no skill to travel through time and space, nor a magic weapon to cut off this strange fishing net. There seems to be no other ending except death!

The first fight between Qingmei wine was like this, which everyone would never have imagined. Just when many female players were covering their faces and couldn't bear to see the scene of their brains flying, Chang Yanxiao's movement suddenly stopped. His tall and burly body shook, and then the raised mace suddenly slid from his hand and fell to the ground with a clang. The audience could hear it clearly. Everyone was extremely surprised and looked closely, but they saw Chang Yanxiao loosening the rope of his left hand and holding his throat. Everyone could see that there was a flying knife in his throat at some point. The flying knife had already penetrated his throat and hit his vital point. He clattered in his mouth, not sure whether he wanted to pull out the flying knife or say something, but he had not completed both things, and he turned into white light in surprise and puzzled, and he was reborn!

Flying knife!

Everyone was moved and many people couldn't help but stand up, including the miserable Ah Fei. The bitter ju in the field slowly crawled out of the fishing net and picked up the flying knife on the ground expressionlessly.

Is it the flying knife?
Chapter completed!