Chapter 2205 Why Did It Become Difficult for Me to Fight This Time?

Sixteen felt that Sister Bailong was still thinking about Song Shuhang taking her as a scarf and wrapping her around her neck.

"Damage Shuhang?" Sister Bai Long's little paw patted Su Clan's Sixteen lightly.

This girl is still too young.

Where are they hurting Song Shuhang? Totally telling the truth!

If the two of them wanted to harm Song Shuhang, it would be even more exaggerated.

——For example, the opponent's body cultivator punched Song Shuhang's face, Song Shuhang's face was safe, and the body cultivator's fist had a face print or something. This is the correct posture to hurt people.

While they were talking, the two body-refining cultivators in the Chu Pavilion's main projection had already decided the winner.

These two seventh-rank monks have the same strength, physique, realm, and even endurance.

They had been fighting for a long time before the Chu Pavilion main projection.

When they slapped each other's cheeks, in fact, they had entered the end of the battle-the two sides were already fighting with each other in the way of 'injury-for-injury'.

In this way, after the two fought a few more moves, they both fell from the air.

In mid-air, the two passed out one after another.

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"This kind of battle has no technical content. This is the negative material. You two must not learn it." After Sister Bailong finished her evaluation, she told Su Clan's Sixteen and Soft Feather Heipi.

This kind of reckless fighting method lacks skill, and only blindly pays attention to one-force subduing ten wisdom, which is not suitable for Sixteen and Soft Feather.

"I feel that this kind of battle is very bloody, and when necessary, this kind of battle can detonate the potential." Pavilion Master Chu retorted.

The swollen and agitating muscles, the blue veins that swim like a python, the wildness and breath when fists and feet meet, she all finds it interesting.

Aiwu and Wu, that's how it feels.

wow~~

Boom~~

The two muscle cultivators landed one after another,

But it made a different sound. One of them fell into the small lake of the fragmented heaven and caused huge waves, while the other fell right in front of the Three Waves of Mad Saber!

The smashed position was only one step away from Sanlang, and a deep pit was smashed into the ground—as body refining cultivators, their physiques were strong, and they did not fall into meat sauce. Instead, the ground and the small lake suffered tons of damage.

The Mad Saber Three Waves, who was almost hit, was even more startled.

"It's only one step away from being smashed!" Sanlang had a lingering fear - if he was smashed by a comatose body training cultivator from the sky, his small body might be directly crushed.

Fortunately, there is a step away, and there is a gray liquid protection, and the three waves that fell into the deep pit were not damaged.

"After all, it's Senior White, luck and disaster go hand in hand." Su Clan's Sixteen's voice came from Duo Mao, reminding him.

When I came out of the 'Suo Immortal Prison' before, my side was very lucky.

Now it is normal operation in case of a disaster.

[Is it possible that all of Shuhang's little friends came to fight? Why am I the one to fight this time? 】 Mad Saber Sanlang secretly said in his heart - of course he would not say these words.

At the same time, Sanlang looked up at the deep pit, the seventh-grade cultivator of the muscle school—his face was covered in blood, his face was sunken, and he was slowly recovering. Even his body is full of deep fist marks.

After thinking about it for a while, Mad Saber Three Waves asked Duo Mao, "Is this guy from the ancient heaven? Or is it an intruder? Can you tell the difference, senior?"

"It's a member of the Heavenly Court Department. He has a cipher mark on his body, right at his wrist." Elder Sister Bailong's voice came out.

She is the ancestor of the golden dragon in the ancient heaven, and she knows this cipher mark.

"Wonderful." Mad Saber Sanlang laughed, "It was a disaster that I was almost hit just now, and it is our luck that this comatose Venerable is a member of the Celestial Court."

After saying that, he took out a mask from his arms.

The works of the "Silver Trigram" in the Metal Trigram series are one-time disguise masks, and whoever uses them knows the effect.

Mad Saber Three Waves carefully observed the unconscious muscular cultivator before putting on the mask.

Soon, his appearance became the appearance of this Heavenly Court Muscle Venerable, and even the marks on his wrists, the injuries on his face and body were copied.

However, because he was still surrounded by gray liquid, his figure was only the size of a fingernail.

Yi Rong... To be precise, after the transformation was completed, Kuang Dao Sanlang clenched his fists and used a set of basic boxing techniques on the spot.

"The muscles in this body are like coming to life, this is no longer a disguise!" Sanlang murmured.

He felt as if he had really become a muscular man.

The Disguise Technique of the Copper Trigram Element was actually terrifying to such an extent.

In the future, who can recognize the copper hexagram?

At the same time, Mad Saber Three Waves suddenly opened his mind.

The Copper Trigram... is it really the Copper Trigram?

It is said that the metal hexagram is a series of hexagrams. Above the copper hexagram is the silver hexagram, and above the silver hexagram is the golden hexagram.

But the bronze hexagram almost never mentions the silver hexagram of the master, let alone the golden hexagram.

"Maybe in fact there are no golden or silver hexagrams in the world at all, all of them are copper hexagrams?" Mad Saber Sanlang pinched his chin and thought.

"Senior Sanlang, Senior Copper Gua also has a disciple called Tie Gua." At this time, Soft Feather's voice came from Dui Mao, signaling Mad Saber Sanlang not to forget this.

"That's right." Sanlang laughed, not thinking about it for the time being.

Then he pinched a dao mark, and his figure emerged from the 'grey liquid'.

When he drilled out, his body swelled rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it rose to normal size.

"Senior Sanlang wants to rely on Yi Rong to find the 'Saint Resurrection Formation'?" Su Clan's Sixteen asked.

"Yes, and he happens to be seriously injured, so he can temporarily retreat from the battlefield. Such an identity is suitable for us to use." Mad Saber Three Waves nodded.

"The question now is, what to do with this seventh-rank Venerable?" Pavilion Master Chu asked.

Sister Bai Long hesitated for a moment and said, "If you can... let him die."

is talking.

The figure of the meritorious snake beauty drilled out of the 'grey liquid'.

She stretched out her hand, and a fat karmic fat whale appeared.

The fat whale aimed at the badly injured muscle monk, swallowed him in one bite, and solved the trouble of how to deal with him.

"x-on:#%x Fairy, your fat whale won't digest him, right?" Sister Bailong asked.

The beauty of the meritorious snake giggled, and she patted the fat whale of merit.

The next moment, the fat whale's abdomen wriggled.

The injury on the muscle cultivator in the abdomen began to recover. The meritorious fat whale actually has the ability to heal.

After the fat whale swallowed the body refining cultivator, the beauty of the snake called it back into the gray liquid and reduced it to the size of a finger.

At the same time, there were hurried footsteps above the deep pit.

"Quick, quick, save the injured Venerable Bilang from the pit!" the medical staff of Tianting Fang shouted.

Bilang?

Mad Saber Three Waves "..."

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