Heaven and earth are divided into five elements, and people are divided into yin and yang - generally men are yang and women are yin. The five elements belong to gold, fire and earth are all yang, which is conducive to men's practice; while water and wood belong to women are suitable for women's practice. He Mengmeng accidentally hits and practices first from water and wood techniques, with long internal strength, which is secretly in line with the way of yin and yang.

The middle-aged man knew that He Mengmeng was using wood-attribute combat skills, but although this palm technique was like falling leaves and his body technique was even lighter, the internal energy consumed was not small. The other party was definitely no more than fifteen years old. It was already extraordinary to practice to the sixth level at this age, but if the internal energy was long, he would definitely not believe it.

Therefore, at the beginning, he was not prepared to fight hard with the opponent and fight quickly, but instead fought the consumption array, trying to exhaust He Mengmeng's internal strength first.

But his abacus was a little wrong. Until now, He Mengmeng was still jumping around, and her palms became denser and denser, as if they were weaving a large net. The middle-aged man only felt that the surroundings seemed to be filled with fallen leaves. When he was in it, he felt like he was about to suffocate - could the other party's internal strength cultivation have reached the peak of the sixth level?

Absolutely impossible!

The middle-aged man shook his head and drove this seemingly absurd idea out of his mind, but the reality is cruel. The space for him to move freely is getting smaller and smaller, and he can no longer support him.

Walk.

This thought came to the mind of the middle-aged man for the first time. He now regretted it. It was very close to the Luo Mansion. Although this little girl was dressed in ordinary clothes, she was very likely a direct disciple of the Luo Mansion. At the beginning, she missed a blow, so she should have gone away immediately and should not go out to fight, which led to her inability to advance and retreat now.

However, the situation at this time was no longer controlled by him. If He Mengmeng was slapped on her body, she would not be a trick. The worst thing is that if he alarmed the masters of the Luo Mansion, he might not be able to die.

Thinking of this, a decisive look appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. He shouted suddenly, his figure suddenly stood still, and the clothes on his body suddenly fluttered, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. The most terrifying thing was that his palms suddenly swelled nearly twice, and their color was as bright as blood, slapped at He Mengmeng like a mountain pressing down on him.

Although she felt a little strange, He Mengmeng had the spirit of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger. She waved her palms to meet her without hesitation.

Bang, bang, two crisp sounds, and the four palms collided together without any tricks. He Mengmeng's face suddenly changed, and a powerful internal force came from the other party's palms. She felt her internal force rolling upside down, and the powerful force almost shook her internal force. At this moment, He Mengmeng felt extremely fear, as if death was in front of her.

"No! I can't die!" He Mengmeng remembered the endless years after she lost her body, and that unbearable loneliness. She shouted, and her arms roared, and her internal strength suddenly changed from Qingling Technique to Water Dragon Sound. At the same time, she used the bulging and applause skills with her palms. A flexible internal strength suddenly followed her arms and drove the other party's internal strength out. Then, the second and third waves of internal strength came continuously and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man used a more powerful combat skill, but this combat skill did not match the internal strength he practiced, so he practiced it in a slight way, and his power was less than one or two... Even so, if He Mengmeng had not practiced the internal strength of both Shuimu and Wood, he would probably have to regret it today.

The characteristic of applause is that one wave is higher than another, and the offensive is endless. The middle-aged man is in a panic, and his internal strength counterattacks. He screams, and his body suddenly jumps back... and jumps back four meters away, his body is shaking. His lost eyes look at He Mengmeng in disbelief, muttering to himself: "How is the dual attribute technique of Shuimu... possible?!"

"What's impossible? Hello, don't stare at me, give me justice!" He Mengmeng shouted.

However, the middle-aged man didn't speak, his eyes widened and seemed a little confused. He Mengmeng wanted to scold him, but found that wisps of blood were flowing out of the corners of his eyes, mouth, nostrils and ears.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, I'm not afraid of you!"

He Mengmeng was a little nervous. She walked forward carefully and reached out to shake the middle-aged man's eyes. Seeing that he had no expression, she tentatively reached out and pushed him.

With a 'plop', the middle-aged man fell to the ground like a wooden stake, and a large amount of blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

"Die... is it dead?" He Mengmeng was extremely surprised. She squatted down and reached out to the middle-aged man's neck... She could not measure her pulse at all. She would definitely die so much that she could not die again.

"I...I killed someone..."

He Mengmeng stood up and jumped out several meters, with an extremely ugly face.

'vomit……'

The stomach suddenly felt a sensation of discomfort. He Mengmeng covered her stomach and vomited a lot, almost even her bitter gallbladder. She picked up the flesh Ganoderma lucidum that had just been thrown on the ground in the battle. She was about to take a step, and looked at the middle-aged man's corpse and suddenly moved her heart. She quickly walked to the corpse, and hesitated for a moment. She bent down and turned around on the middle-aged man.

A moment later, a purse was found from the middle-aged man, and there were four gold ingots of ten taels, and more than thirty taels of scattered silver. A small brocade box contained two pearls the size of a pigeon egg, which looked very valuable. In addition to these money, He Mengmeng found a thread-packed booklet. She opened it gently and her eyes fell on the first page - "Qian Kun Zhen Yuan Palm".

There is no problem with these five words, no doubt, but the four small words as red as blood on it surprised her - the innate water combat skills.

No wonder she has such a power. It turns out to be an innate combat skill, which is definitely stronger than ordinary combat skills. This dead ghost practiced the earth-attributed martial arts, but forced the water-attributed innate combat skill, which was simply a quick death. However, the power of this combat skill is really not small. She practiced the water-attributed internal skills. I believe that after successful practice, the power will be even greater.

After roughly looking through, the booklet was very thin, with only one image, and the other pages were interpreted in text. He Mengmeng put away the secret book and the purse. The middle-aged man was carrying a medicine hoe and an exquisite crossbow, and she was also away. She looked at the corpse and was a little dazed... What should we do?

After thinking for a while, she simply dug a hole under the tree with a medicine hoe, buried the body, and destroyed the footprints she left around her. Only then did she feel assured to send the flesh Ganoderma lucidum into the mysterious space to settle. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!