Seeing the armor of the man with golden armor cover him, the man with a sneer, and saw that his body slowed down, his wrist trembled, and the soft whip was wrapped back into his waist. Then he folded his hands together, twisted them from the top of his head and pushed a palm out in a plain manner.

The moves of this palm are nothing special, but the palm style is jaw-dropping!

Each piece of golden armor was pushed by the palm wind and flew back quickly and flew back towards the golden armored man, with an extremely fierce appearance. Not only the golden armor, but also the stones, leaves, branches and petals around the stalk man, all swirled up. Under the urging of the palm wind, the fragile plants were like extremely hard hidden weapons, pushing towards the golden armored man.

Although the man in golden armor was a top player, he was also very surprised by the power of the palm. He swung the beast-headed black tassel gun, dancing so dazzlingly, trying to block all objects outside the gun.

Xiao Bihen was attracted by this palm, and she said in a deep voice, "Tiangang has no evil achievements! The court's tyrant!"

Qiao Xianyong also stared at the palm power and sighed softly, "So this is Tiangang Wuwang Gong, it seems that it has not been lost."

In the flash of lightning, the man in golden armor obviously could not stand the huge palm power of the Tiangang Wuwang Gong. The small leaves and small stones passed through the barriers built by him with his guns, hitting his face, chest, abdomen, and legs like hail. He persisted for a while, but he couldn't hold on and fell down. The party next to him rushed to lift him to Xiao Bihen to rest.

Xiao Bihen looked sideways and saw that several blood holes were penetrated by the man in the golden armor, and the blood flowed continuously.

She ordered angrily, "Put the blood-relieving medicine to the Lord of the Holy Ding Hall." Then she raised her voice and said to the proud Mazard man, "You Donglinyuan dog legs, you know how to take advantage of others' danger! villains!"

The Mazard Man seemed to have no mind about her words, and smiled a few gloomy smiles, then said, "Prince Xiao, are your hands very clean? Since you already know the purpose of waiting for me, please stop talking nonsense and hand over the things to the master!"

Xiao Bihen closed his lips tightly and took a step forward. He was about to jump to the front of Mazhan Ren to fight him. He saw a tall figure wearing servant's clothes quickly reaching in front of her, blocking between her and Mazhan Ren.

The tall figure said loudly, "Sister Qiao Xianyong, come and receive teaching."

The Mazard Man was concentrating on his mind to deal with Xiao Bihen when he suddenly saw that there was another person in front of him. He looked at it and saw that it was a tall boy, and then said evilly, "Get out!"

Qiao Xianyong didn't say anything anymore, but just stole a horse and then slowly pushed a palm to the Mazar Man from top to bottom. This palm wind was different from the palm wind that had driven all the items around him to fly, but wherever the palm wind went, the petals on the ground quickly dehydrated and withered, and the leaves curled up. A follower closest to Mazar Man screamed strangely, and his side face had decayed half and wrinkled into a ball.

The Mazard Man was shocked and immediately became lucky to fight against Qiao Xianyong.

I saw a black wind and a white mist swarming together, and Qiao Xianyong and the hemp stalk man were wrapped in it.

Chu Hongjing noticed that everyone in the open space was watching Qiao Xianyong's fierce battle with the Mazard Man attentively, so he used his light body skills and jumped to the rear of the sedan chair several times.

Two yellow-clothed servants stood behind the sedan chair. Chu Hongjing lit the two of them without much effort, and then opened the curtain of the sedan chair behind them.

The sedan chair is not big, but it is not small. Chu Hongjing had great eyesight and saw that there seemed to be three people squeezing in the sedan chair. Two people were tilted obliquely on the soft stool in the sedan chair, and one person was curled up next to him. The three of them didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

He was surprised and looked carefully again. Only then did he see clearly that the three of them were all acquaintances.

Ye Muxin and Ling Hongyin's face turned black, their eyes closed, and their bodies were crooked and tilted, as if they were poisoned. The girl was also curled upside down, with a pale face, and she stared at the two people lying next to her with her eyes wide open. Chu Hongjing saw that the girl seemed to be Xiao Bihen's sister, Xiao Morou, whom he wanted to take away as a hostage that day.

The pale-faced girl turned her head and saw Chu Hongjing's face. However, she did not scream, but left big tears.

She trembled and said to Chu Hongjing in a low voice, "Come and save them, they seem to be, they are no longer able to do so."

Chu Hongjing was shocked, drew his sword and cut the soft sedan chair into several pieces, and bent over to approach the two people who were lying on the soft stool. He first matched the pulse of the two people, then stretched out his fingers to try his breathing. Ling Hongyin's pulse was still stable, but his breathing was weak, while Ye Muxin's pulse was extremely weak, which was basically difficult to feel.

Chu Hongjing was shocked and angry, jumped out of the sedan chair and drank to Xiao Bihen, "Bitch, what's wrong with you, Miss Ye Muxin! They were poisoned so deeply that they were about to breathe! Hurry up and hand over the antidote!"

Qiao Xianyong was facing the palm force with the Mazard Man, thinking clearly. Chu Hongjing's words were like a bolt from the blue, and it exploded clearly in his ears.

The Mazha Man also heard it clearly, but he obviously didn't care about the girl's poisoning, so Chu Hongjing's words had no effect on him at all.

Qiao Xianyong was not the case. When he heard the words "Ye Muxin was about to be breathless", he felt a thrill, and instantly the blood flowed backwards, all rushing towards his heart. He heard two "pa" sounds, and the palm wind of the stalk man hit Qiao Xianyong out. Qiao Xianyong was thrown on a big tree, then fell heavily to the ground, and never got up again.

The Mazard Man was overjoyed. He had already felt that the top Tiangang Wuwang Gong in the martial arts world seemed to be unable to do anything to the young man who had rushed out halfway. He was anxious, but he knew that he was so lucky that he defeated the other party.

The Mazar Man saw Chu Hongjing entangling with Xiao Bihen, thinking that this young man who came from somewhere seemed to have the best martial arts in the martial arts world, but he was knocked to the ground. No one was taken care of by Chu Hongjing or the Demon Sect, and obviously he didn't look like someone close to him. Since that's the case, he simply did not do anything and took care of the young man's serious injury, which resulted in his life.

Thinking of this, the Mazard Man jumped to Qiao Xianyong's side, pulled out the soft whip beside him and hit Qiao Xianyong's skull. He saw Qiao Xianyong, who had just survived from the bottom of the cliff for less than half a year, was about to die here!

A petal suddenly fell, no, it was not the gentle wind at night that blew the delicate petals.

The petals were directly towards the soft whip head of the sausage man, and it hit the whip head like a hard rock, with masculine internal force in it. The whip head could not withstand the blow and fell softly.

The Mazard Man was shocked. Seeing another petal flying straight towards his face, it was so fast that he didn't have time to dodge. Seeing that the petal was about to penetrate his forehead, he suddenly turned around and flew out to the side, as if mocking him.

The Mazard Man was furious and drank, "Who is it! The evil way!"
Chapter completed!