"What exactly is Honghu Mirror used for? How could it be placed in that abandoned building?"

Wang Foer spoke smartly, which easily made people feel good, and made Dongfang Ying lose his guard. He said casually: "This is the original magic of our Guanghan Palace. It uses secret treasures to absorb the most yin energy between heaven and earth and is used to practice the Taiyin Soul-killing Method!"

Although Wang Foer really didn't know what the secret of this Taiyin Soul-killing Technique was, he praised it very much: "The two ladies who practice such mysterious martial arts must be first-class masters, and they will definitely be famous chivalrous women in the world in the future..."

Princess Dongfangying! She smiled and shook her head and said, "The Taiyin Soul-killing Technique is the basic mental method of my Guanghan Palace lineage. Although it goes from shallow to deep and has endless mystery, not everyone can practice it to the highest level. Our sisters are only at least eight or nine levels of cultivation."

After so many days, Wang Fo'er has already known the rating of the Dagan Dynasty for warriors.

Fifty miles outside the capital of the Dagan Dynasty, there is a red spirit platform, on which the most treasure of the world is hung on the Huangtian List of the Great Gan. This treasure is mysterious and unpredictable. It is said that as long as a person who practices martial arts and magic reaches a certain level, he will become famous on the Huangtian List.

Those who can be on the Huangtian list are the lowest grade ninth grade and the highest grade first grade. The cultivation level of the eighth grade ninth grade is that of the third and fourth grade figures.

He felt that his flattery was slapped on the feet, Wang Foer hehe! He smiled and stopped talking. He thought to himself. "These two people are ten times better than me, and they are only eight or nine grades. Don't I even have the qualifications to be on the list? It seems that the martial arts level in China's China is too high, and it is difficult to survive!"

After turning around a yard and leaving the inner yard, Wang Foer suddenly felt something was wrong and his hair stood up. "What a weird feeling, I seem to be a little familiar..."

A military general with a medium figure and a cold face was sitting on a bluestone outside the inner courtyard gate. When Wang Foer saw him, he immediately gasped and knew where his feeling came from. "Yan Chimei! You are not the one who killed Mu Yuanzhi."

The general of Xidi ran to Lingzhou City and appeared in such a warm place... Wang Foer suddenly realized that it was not good and shouted. The cold true energy of the ten directions of the frozen demon path accelerated to its limit in an instant, and a layer of misty cold air gushed out of his body.

That day, Yan Chimei killed Mu Yuanzhi with a shocking sword. Every time Wang Foer thought of it, he felt as if he was in front of him. He had already planted fear of the man. At this moment, he almost didn't think about it, and he had to do his best to bombard all the true energy in his body.

Dongfang Ying and Ling Qingsi reacted slowly for a moment. Although they didn't know whether it was true or not, they could recognize Yan Chimei's uniform and the clothes of the Western Di Army.

The two of them were also shocked. With a wave of their jade hands, countless colorful silk ribbons shook straight in the wind.

Yan Chimei didn't see any hand and foot movements, and her body suddenly disappeared from the spot. Wang Fo'er had seen his mysterious steps for a long time, and did not change his move at this time. She only exhaled and blew out three feet in front of her.

"Huh!"

Wang Foer heard this sound of surprise in his ear. The energy in his hand suddenly disappeared, and then he threw out a lot of force. He rolled several times in a row and fell into an extremely ugly dog.

"I actually recognize Yan and can see through my footwork. The little baby is amazing!"

He exclaimed indifferently, but his hands were not idle. He waved his hands and had already dismantled seven or eight moves with Dongfang Yingling Qingshi in the blink of an eye. The two women became more and more frightened as they fought. Yan Chimei's martial arts skills were unfathomable, and they could not breathe even when they made a move.

"Yan Chimei, why are you wet under your crotch? Did you just do it on the stone that someone else had urinated..."

Even though Yan Chi's eyebrows were as hard as iron stone, Wang Foer's words were so he could not help but look at his crotch. Then more than a dozen stones were smashed into them with strong wind.

"You can deceive me into distracting me, but you don't have a second chance to use this trick!"

Yan Chimei's hands separated and shook the silk ribbons of the two women. He had already seen the flaws in the two women's moves. He had already grasped the big holes of the two women and captured them alive. He slapped them with his backhand and actually wanted to kill Wang Foer.

The six senses could not help but improve. Wang Foer faced this simplicity, but sealed all the possible escape. He suddenly felt a hazy feeling in his heart. He hugged his hands together, rushed forward with a fierce step, and used the "step through the mountain" in the Mammoth Power Skill.

The Twelve Beast Shapes are martial arts passed down by the Wood Clan, and the true qi is also set according to the meridians of the Wood Clan. Wang Foer only learned fists and feet according to the same method, and did not study the mental method and method of fitting fists and feet.

When this move "stepped through the mountain", Wang Foer's icy and cold true qi in the ten directions of the frozen demon path in his body automatically changed his familiar route. Although he lacked several main acupoints and some of the qi points were completely different, he simulated the internal qi operation route of this move, which was more than ten times stronger than his usual practice.

For the first time, Wang Foer actually showed his divine power. Not only did he take over Yan Chimei's palm-slashing power, he also had the strength to fight back with spare force.

"Huh!"

Today, he was already surprised several times. Yan Chimei finally calmed down and turned her palm into a knife. He never wanted to escape for Wang Fo'er.

The things that are lucky enough to be lost are no longer. Seeing that she could not escape death, Wang Foer suddenly regretted: "Why didn't I run away when this fierce man dealt with those two girls just now? The bear died in his previous life, but he didn't die in this life and made a new trick. It's such a pity."

A clear Buddha's chant sounded, and Wang Fo'er felt his body lightening, and grabbed the collar of the person, and floated more than ten feet away in a blink of an eye. Yan Chimei showed a look of surprise on her face and asked in a deep voice: "It's Master Kumaragupta from afar. I wonder what you intend?"

The clear voice sounded behind Wang Foer's head, very gentle and polite. "This child has some connection with the little monk, so please let General Yan go. As for General Yan's military affairs, the little monk dare not delay!"

Yan Chimei snorted coldly, picked up Dongfangying with both hands, Ling Qingshi floated on the wall, and turned around and disappeared without a shadow.
Chapter completed!