Extreme Yama System

The strength of the Sky Frost Fist can actually bring chills, and it can even materialize chills into frost visible to the naked eye! Before the fist arrived, the ice crystals in the sky had already covered a radius of two feet.

"Interesting. It's the first time I've seen this kind of martial arts that can cause visions of heaven and earth. I don't know how many ranks it is, and how powerful it is." Xue Wusuan thought to himself, but he didn't move. He raised his hand and patted Qin Shuang's fist with a palm of Tianshan Six Suns.

Although Tianshan Liuyang Palm can't evoke the vision of heaven and earth like Qin Shuang's Tianshuang Fist, its scorching palm is just the opposite of Tianshuang Fist.

"Bang!" One cold and one hot, the palms intersected, making a muffled sound. Then Qin Shuang's body burst back, and the hand opposite the palm turned red as if it had been roasted by fire, his throat twitched, and he swallowed back the gushing blood. The surrounding frost was also blown away by the sudden heat wave. A mist rises up.

"It's really different! Even the internal strength is so cold. How is this kind of kung fu practiced? Tianshuangquan is indeed not easy!"

No wonder Xue Wusuan was surprised. This Tianshuangquan is very different from all the martial arts in the previous Tianlong Babu world. Not only the external appearance is more obvious, but the internal force is completely different. The power seems to be much stronger. However, it still belongs to the category of inner strength or infuriating energy. If you really think about it, Xue Wusuan feels that the martial arts in this world seem to be closer to heaven and earth.

Compared with Xue Wusuan's surprise, Qin Shuang, whose body was churning with blood at this time, was horrified. It was just a right palm just now, but that vast power made Qin Shuang feel her own insignificance. Like mountains and mountains! I was terrified and thought to myself: "Who is this person holy? How can he be so outrageous!"

Just as Qin Shuang was terrified and thinking about how to get out, there was a sound of footsteps in the woods behind him. He turned around in amazement, but almost dropped his eyeballs.

Three people came out of the forest. Isn't it Nie Feng and the grandson of the mud bodhisattva who had been kidnapped by him before? !

Nie Feng's face was pale at this time, his forehead was sweating, the blue veins on his neck were bulging, and his teeth were clenched. Pulling it forward without rushing or slow, behind him are the two earth ditches that he plows with his legs!

No matter how fast the movement is, it is still a human body, not a plane or a missile. Compared with speed, how could it be faster than the ten ghosts who have no physical body?

As soon as Nie Feng kidnapped the grandson of the mud bodhisattva and left, the ten ghosts chased after him and wrapped around Nie Feng within a mile. Now that the ten ghosts have become evil, the soul body is naturally stronger than before, I don't know how much stronger, let alone one Nie Feng, ten Nie Feng can't break free. It can only be dragged by wood, and the original road has been dragged back. Seeing the mud Bodhisattva's grandfather and grandson beside him secretly marveled at himself, he had no idea what was going on.

"Third Junior Brother! What's the matter with you?" Qin Shuang couldn't understand why Nie Feng was so embarrassed, but he guessed it must be the man in the black robe of Nine Dragons beside him.

"Go back and tell the old man Xiongba that I will come to the door in person in a few days and let him wait." Xue Wusuan smiled at Nie Feng, who had regained his freedom, and then turned around, shaking the fan in his hand three times a step. Walking along the forest path, leisurely, leisurely and leisurely, without caring about the two behind him.

Qin Shuang held on to Nie Feng, who was about to step forward, and shook her head. Although the Mud Bodhisattva is of great importance, you can't hit a stone for him, right? The strength of the man in the black robe of Jiulong is unfathomable, and his methods are even more bizarre. Even Nie Feng knew it without knowing it, and until now, he still doesn't understand how the other party restrained him. Chase again? Annoying the other party, do you really think that they can't get a killer?

"Third Junior Brother. This is not an easy matter. Let the disciples in the gang hang on the road far behind that person so that they don't get lost. Now, it's best for us to return to the World Association immediately, and report the matter to Master in person."

Nie Feng nodded and did not speak, but his eyes were full of fighting intent. For the first time, being played with the palm of his hand like a puppet, this experience was very new to him. Instead of being frightened, he only felt a fire in his chest, and he was full of fighting spirit.

But he said that the two grandfathers and grandsons of Ni Bodhisattva who followed Xue Wusuan all the way. I want to ask where this is going, but I don't know how to say it. I don't know what Xue Wusuan's purpose is, and I feel more and more uneasy in my heart.

"There is a village in front of you, have you been there?"

"I've been there, it's Dengjia Village. Our grandfather and grandson have been staying there all the time." Seeing Xue Wushua's question, Ni Bodhisattva replied quickly.

"Oh? You've been there? It means you came here on purpose, just to wait for the fire monkey in the hands of the dragon sleeves?"

"Hey. I can only rely on the Fire Monkey to survive. I had one before, but it died. Without the Fire Monkey, I would have to close my eyes if I couldn't endure for a year. I had to take the risk to find this place for my granddaughter. But I didn't want to. People from the World Association actually came, so they didn't dare to show their true colors."

"Hey, forget it, I'll give you a solution to your poisonous body. Don't look disgusting." Xue Wusuan said while pointing at the forehead of the mud bodhisattva. Almost in the next second, the dense abscesses on the mud Bodhisattva's head disappeared.

"This! This, this..." Mud Bodhisattva only felt a lump of mud that made his life worse than death was pulled away from his body in an instant, and he was quite uncomfortable when he was comfortable, and he was stunned. Looking at the mysterious man in front of him in amazement, UU was speechless at all.

Others may not believe in "God's Retribution", and even most of the people who know that Mud Bodhisattva is riddled with poison do not believe it. But Mud Bodhisattva himself could not be more clear. The bitterness on his body was not caused by others, but because he was talking too much, leaked too much future, and changed too many people's lives. There is no cure for this poison, no cure, and the only way is to rely on the fire monkey to survive.

Now it was solved by a finger? !

Xue Wusuan said with a smile: "Mud Bodhisattva, I told you before that I could relieve you from all the bitterness. Do you think I was joking with you?"

"Little old man dare not! Little old man thanked the adults for your kindness!"

"Huge kindness? No, no, no, this is just a bonus. As a bonus for you to pass on my "Past and Future Sutra", do you understand?"

The Mud Bodhisattva nodded again and again and said, "Don't worry, my lord, the little old man will never dare to hide his secrets, and he will definitely teach him what he has learned throughout his life!" At this moment, the Mud Bodhisattva was indeed sincere. But as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned again. He never mentioned his methods to anyone, so why was he able to say that he practiced the "Past and Future Sutra"?

"Hahaha, Mud Bodhisattva, I don't need others to teach me to learn things. If you agree, I will learn it. Don't understand? Hahaha, it's right if you don't understand! Let's go, you've been in this village. Only one more place. But the tail needs to be cleaned first."

As soon as Xue Wusuan's voice fell, his body became violent, and he rushed into the forest by the roadside in the blink of an eye, and then there was a muffled sound. After a while, he returned to the side of the mud bodhisattva again. With a smiling hand, he raised the grandson of the mud bodhisattva, the wind was blowing under his feet, and the three of them disappeared on the trail without knowing where they went.