Yang Xueyi looked at the two people in the corner of the wall with a steady state, she was exhausted, and she sat on the ground again, and smiled bitterly: "Uncle, I know you have bad intentions, so you have to make plans early and find a successor to let him pass on these martial arts."

Gao Qiang was suppressed by Yuan Zhen's internal force, and he didn't have the strength to say a word, his face was flushed, and the true energy in his body rolled like boiling water. He tried his best to mobilize the breath of the Dantian and guard the Queka in his palm.

But his facial features were not lost. After hearing Yuan Zhen's words, and when Yang Xueyi's explanation was explained, he suddenly became clear.

No wonder I have made rapid progress in my martial arts practice, no wonder I have reached this level at a young age. What I have learned is the Kung Fu of the Nine Yin True Sutra! The claw method is obviously the Nine Yin Divine Claw, or the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, which is more familiar with. The mind-calculating technique, the healing chapter, and the turtle breathing technique are all the Kung Fu of the Nine Yin True Sutra. Is the internal skill I have learned the Easy-to-Bone Fighting Chapter? And the bitter and difficult-to-understand messy chapter is the general outline of the Nine Yin True Sutra?

All kinds of thoughts came in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. So what if he knew this? Isn't it here to be suppressed by someone now?

Maybe he will die immediately?

He was not a little happy about practicing the ultimate martial arts, but instead felt a chill on his body. He thought, since he knew this skill, would Yuanzhen threaten him with Yang Xueyi as bait? What should he do then?

Gao Qiang hated him even more, and he actually failed just now!

Just now, Gao Qiang used most of Yuan Zhen’s internal strength and his own strength to rush out, and pressed Yuan Zhen to death, almost nailing him to the wall!

But in an instant, at the moment of victory, all the power he borrowed was used up, and the internal force in his body could not suppress the rebounding aura. After all, the Thirteen Tai Chi styles were not complete, and the method of using Qi was still defective. The blood surging between his mouth and nose, and finally he couldn't help but be restrained by Yuan Zhen in one fell swoop!

He was regretting, and his eyes were full of anger. He wanted to turn his car into ashes. Yuanzhen nodded, looked at Gao Qiang coldly, ignored him at all, and looked at Yang Xueyi again. He said coldly: "Niece, if I let your descendant die, will you bear to bury the ancient tomb skills here forever?"

Yang Xueyi coughed, and the corners of her mouth were red again. She said intermittently: "I would rather destroy it than... not... let you take it out and harm people!"

Yuan Zhen sneered a few times, looked at Gao Qiang, and then Yang Xueyi. She suddenly sighed and said, "No one in the world can escape the word "love". Humph, how long will you be stubborn?"

After saying the truth, the internal force activated and pressed straight towards the high pressure!

Gao Qiang had adjusted his breath evenly at this time, but unfortunately he was too different from Yuan Zhen. He was suffering from being unable to fight back and could only protect himself. Yuan Zhen's attack was forced to use a move of Yun Hand in the thirteen Tai Chi styles, and his hand retreated and then bounced and released, barely offsetting this force and bounced back part of the force.

Yuanzhen snorted coldly, and even used the Yunshou move in the Tai Chi thirteenth way, retracted and released his left arm, and then a stronger and more fierce force rebounded back. It was as if a strong man could not get off the tiger. He had no choice but to use the Yunshou again, trying his best to take the cushion of the lower level and come like a rush of overwhelming force, and then slowly send this force back.

Yunshou is a strange move among the thirteen Tai Chi styles. When used to fight against the enemy, this is a trick to leverage the force and counterattack the enemy. With the powerful point, you can throw the enemy far away with a wave.

But it also has another use, but it is a way for two people to compete in martial arts and not to harm harmony.

Just from the outside movement, the two of them intersect their palms or arms, and then they push forward and I push backward, and then I push forward and you backward, and they intersect with their hands and will not leave. It is like grinding and grinding, and the force can gradually increase until one party can't bear it.

Between masters and apprentices, you often use cloud hands to practice moves, which is a good way to increase your internal strength and proficient moves.

However, the former is obviously the former. While the two of them pushed back and forth, Gao Qiang felt that every time the other party pushed him with a palm, he could hardly resist it. He tried his best to gather the last trace of true energy in his body, and then tried his best to rebound the force back. However, Yuan Zhen would easily follow the force and then rebound it to himself.

As time went by, the force became stronger and stronger. Gao Qiang felt that there seemed to be a big grinding in front of him, and he was consuming his strength endlessly. All the goblins, qi and blood were consumed on this stone grinding.

His ears buzzed and began to tinnitus. Then, his nose felt sore and then numb, and then he completely lost his sense of smell. He seemed to stop breathing in a daze.

My brain was dizzy and seemed to have entered the state of the Turtle Breath. In front of my eyes, monk Yuanzhen turned into more than a dozen shadows and gathered into one person. Finally, it turned black in front of me and could not see anything.

I can't see or hear, my brain is drowsy and has no sense anymore, I only know how to push my hand mechanically, plunder a little bit of true energy from the dantian and everywhere in my body like a greedy person, and then send them to the front line like a suicide squad, watching them swallowed by the empty stone mill without leaving any residue.

On several occasions, Gao Qiang's body had dried up to the end and had no real energy at all, but in this empty body, a little strength was generated, and he worked hard to gather together, trying his best to block the ever-growing "stone mill".

Gao Qiang didn't know that he had entered a deep coma at this moment, and had all lost all five senses. Only his body was still faithfully and mechanically executing the order of resistance.

As a bystander, Yang Xueyi saw it very clearly.

Yuanzhen was standing at the door now, and Gao Qiang was facing the door at this moment, unable to see his face clearly. His palm was firmly stuck to Yuanzhen's left palm, and Yuanzhen completely took the initiative. He turned his left arm with himself as the axis, advanced and retreated in a clockwise daytime circle, while Gao Qiang had no ability to resist at all.

The two of them had a very fast movement of true energy. The sweat on their foreheads was steamed by the rapid true energy and rushed straight to the roof. The rooftop was condensed but not dissipated. Gao Qiang was dragged and moved continuously, so the steam on his forehead was vaguely dissipated, and the top of his head was like a steamer, and the vast white area was covered.

When martial arts people fight for life and death, they will compare their internal strength. Most of them compete in a narrow way. Whoever forces the internal strength into the opponent's dantian will be able to disperse the opponent's internal strength and hurt the opponent hard.

Taiji Yunshou is different. As the two are yin and yang, the earth's strength will be added layer by layer between the palms until one of the two cannot bear it, because the force is equivalent to the internal force of the two.

If the master and apprentice teach the arts or the fellow disciples can learn from each other, they can stop at the extreme, and everyone will reduce their strength. Slowly pull the dragon and tiger entrenched in it and dissipate. Otherwise, this force will be launched, and it will be a loss-win situation.

If the enemy fights life and death, the party that is obviously the one who has the advantage will stop increasing the force and maintains the balance of the cloud hand. In this way, the huge force between the two will continue to rotate under the control of the winner until all the loser's physical strength is exhausted. When the weight is unbearable, the dragon and tiger will rush straight into the body, and they may be seriously injured or killed, which is a terrible sight.

Now, Yuan Zhen uses the latter method, and high-strength internal strength cannot catch him. If the two of them compete in internal strength at the beginning, Gao Qiang can also support it for a period of time, but he used the Tai Chi method to lure Yuan Zhen's internal strength into his body. The military moves dangerously and tries to kill the opponent in one fell swoop, but the result is a tragic failure. The meridians in the body are in a mess and the internal strength cannot be used freely.

He competed with Yuanzhen for internal strength again, and immediately fell into a disadvantage. Yuanzhen didn't use much skill and easily held him firmly, and then kept using the cloud hand to squeeze out the high-strength body a little clean.

Yang Xueyi couldn't see Gao Qiang's face, but she saw Gao Qiang's footprints and sweat.

Taking Yuan Zhen as the axis, the monk stood in the middle of the door, still as if he was calm and steady, while Gao Qiang was slowly dragged by him. Gao Qiang walked slowly with his feet, step by step, and was in a normal manner. He stepped on sixteen footprints in front of Yuan Zhen's body. At the same distance, he arranged in front of Yuan Zhen and stepped on a small circle.

When he moved slowly, it was like two iron chains locked on it, and two mountains were tied to it.

Because the two pushed each other so hard that Gao Qiang brought a thousand kilograms of powerful force under his feet when he moved. After walking a few times, he left footprints as deep as three inches on the ground. Every time he walked around, his footprints became a little deeper.

In contrast, there was sweat. Gao Qiang's head was shrouded in the clouds and rushing towards Yuanzhen. Yang Xueyi didn't see clearly, but she saw it. She dripped the small sixteen footprints in the circle like water to avoid it. It was made by sweat dripping from Gao Qiang's body!

Pieces of wet traces dyed the radius of land completely wet!

A bluestone floor like this is watered and dried after a moment of water, but now, high-strength sweat is flowing! Even the place under Yuanzhen's feet is moistened by his sweat!

This wet mark was infinitely enlarged in Yang Xueyi's eyes, and then it was all contained in her eyes and imprinted on her heart. Like countless ants constantly gnawing and swallowing her heart, she found that her hands began to tremble at some point. She looked forward with a panic look, Yuan looked at her really coldly.

Yuanzhen was very tough on the surface, but in fact he was also complaining in his heart. Yunshou was a way of defeating both of them. He was a scheming man. In order to force Yang Xueyi to hand over the secret book, he deliberately used such a stupid and slow method. If he directly aroused a stream of true energy, break through the defense that was thinner than paper, and went straight into his internal organs to kill him, it would be just a problem of adding another internal force. Yuanzhen Ji had been fighting for a long time and was exhausted in his body, but he was confident that he had this ability.

According to his estimate, the high-strength body's true energy should have been exhausted. Several times when he felt that the other party had no internal strength, he didn't know where to get out of strength and resist it, which made him very angry. Moreover, in order to ensure the balance of cloud hands, he was really tired and sweaty on his back was wet.

According to his intention, he wanted to create a process of using Gao Qiang to death with Yunshou. Such a shocking process would be more touching to Yang Xueyi's heart. As long as he could get the secret, Gao Qiang, Yang Xueyi's life and death were just in his mind. He looked at Gao Qiang and closed his eyes, and his body was exhausted and empty, but he could maintain the last little bit of resistance. Fortunately, he watched Yang Xueyi tremble, and knew that this method was effective, so he continued to push Yunshou hard.

Yuan Zhen calmed down and spoke, trying her best to keep a calm look, making Yang Xueyi think that he was skilled and had no loss: "Niece, just tell my uncle the secret, and I will let you go, my sweetheart."

He was always sly and slim, with a clear vision. He saw Gao Qiang kissing Yang Xueyi again, so he naturally knew the relationship between the two.

As soon as he spoke intimidation, Yang Xueyi stammered her lips, but she didn't say anything.

Yuanzhen sighed deliberately: "Niece, his life is in your mind."

His Yunshou was not too fast or slow at the moment, and pushed it for more than ten times at a constant speed. However, he saw sweat on the ground, but he slowly loved Xiao. It turned out that the initial high-strong sweating still oozed out of the pores of the skin, soaked clothes and then gathered together, flowing down like a stream. Now the sweat gradually decreased, but it turned into drops of flow. Looking at Gao Qiang's forehead, the clouds gradually became thinner and gradually revealed their original appearance, but they saw wet hair hanging behind their heads.

Yuanzhen said again, "Niece, have you seen it? Your sweetheart can't even sweat anymore. Humph, when he is sweating, it will be when he is dry and his lamp is dry, his mind is exhausted, and he will die here."

Yang Xueyi sat down on the ground with no strength, lowered her head and said, "I'll answer you, let him go."

Yuan Zhen was very happy. He knew that his niece was not a cunning person with just a word. However, he and Gao Qiangyun gathered the power of the ten dragons and nine elephants between him and Gao Qiangyun, and it was not something he could let go if he said he could loosen. He slowly lowered his strength. Gao Qiang turned his hand around and with only one point of his strength. On the tenth circle, Yuan Zhen laughed loudly, and exhaled gently in his palm. Gao Qiang fell down in response, falling to the ground, straight and motionless, like a dead person.

Yang Xueyi was seriously injured, and now she struggled to move forward and picked up Gao Qiang. But when she saw that his face looked like gold paper, there was no drop of sweat. It turned out that she had been exhausted. A large piece of muscles on her face collapsed, her eyes were swollen without spirit, and she pushed apart her eyelids. But when she saw her eyes spread, she gently hugged Gao Qiang, but felt a lighter on her hands. It turned out that the moisture in Gao Qiang's body was forced out during the movement of the true qi. Not only did she look a little hideous and terrifying, but her weight had dropped a lot.

Yang Xueyi slowly stroked Gao Qiang's face with one hand, but she felt that there was no warmth at all, and she was so cold that she felt sad that she couldn't help but shed a tear, falling on Gao Qiang's lips. She remembered that a moment ago, she said: "Your tears are bitter."

But I don’t know what my tears smell now?

Yuan Zhen said coldly: "Give me a secret book first, and you can save people, otherwise, he may die if he drags it for a moment."

Yang Xueyi wanted to stand up, but her face hurt and fell to the ground. She stroked her waist with one hand, stood up again, barely struggling, reached out to take out a green jasper key from her waist, handed Yuanzhen, and said powerlessly: "The secret is-" "What?" Yuanzhen couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Hell." Yang Xueyi clearly spit out two words, pressed her hand, and a thin needle shot out, and a strange blue light flashed.
Chapter completed!