From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

Fang Qing has already encountered the first bronze figure on the middle cableway.

boom!

A deep, muffled explosion reverberated through the valley.

Fang Qing's Falcon Spear transformed into a streak of black lightning.

It precisely aimed at the wooden arm of the bronze figure that held the killing stick.

The bronze figure is similar in form to the wooden dummy commonly seen in the Shanhe Boxing Academy.

However, a heavy wooden stick covered with blunt spikes was embedded at the front of its wooden arm.

The end of the wooden stick was fitted with a gleaming iron hoop.

Even more dangerous are the wooden legs beneath the bronze figure.

Several rows of serrated edges carved from hardwood were installed on the sides of the legs.

The serrated edges are sharp.

Even if it's just a light wipe.

It's also enough to tear open the skin and scrape off a layer of bloody, oily skin.

The moment Fang Qing's spear tip touched the wooden arm.

It immediately triggered the intricate and swift mechanism within the bronze figure.

"Creak... Boom!"

The internal mechanism of the bronze figure vibrated violently.

The heavy, stern-wielding club was swung up by the wooden hand.

It crashed down with a chilling whistling sound.

Simultaneously.

The wooden leg beneath the bronze figure suddenly swept horizontally.

The serrated edges on the side of the leg slice through the air.

It made a sharp hissing sound.

The gap from below was completely sealed off.

Fang Qing's expression remained unchanged.

The Undying Golden Body Refining Technique within his body instantly activated.

A very faint bronze hue appeared beneath the skin.

The muscles were taut like steel wire.

He flicked his wrist.

The tip of the falcon spear traced a subtle arc in mid-air.

Avoid the falling wooden sticks.

From a more cunning and ruthless perspective.

With a soft "poof".

It is deeply embedded in a seemingly ordinary wood grain node in the center of the bronze figure's chest.

"Clang!"

The immense impact caused the entire bronze figure to tremble violently.

This heavy mechanism was fixed to an iron chain.

They suffered this heavy blow at this moment.

They immediately lost their balance.

It tilted towards the outer cliff.

This created a narrow gap.

Fang Qing's figure glided sideways like a swimming fish.

They passed through the gap in an instant.

The hem of her clothes even brushed against the cold body of the bronze figure.

Just the instant he passed by.

A series of crisp "click, click" sounds came from inside the bronze figure as the mechanisms reset.

The originally crooked bronze figure was pulled by several hidden springs.

Quickly return to center.

It stood tall once again in the center of the iron chain.

They restored the imposing demeanor of the roadblockers.

Obviously.

The designers had anticipated that many people would attempt to enter the challenge.

Behind Fang Qing.

Zhanbo, who arrived shortly after, witnessed all of this.

He was overjoyed.

They immediately followed suit.

Gather all your strength.

He thrust his somewhat crude iron spear fiercely into the same spot on the bronze figure's chest.

"Thump!"

A muffled thud was heard.

The bronze figure tilted again.

Zhanbo seized the opportunity and charged forward with a low profile.

They barely made it through.

A fine layer of sweat had formed on his forehead.

At this moment, Fang Qing...

They have already clashed head-on with the second bronze figure.

The second bronze figure is holding an extra-long hardwood staff that reaches his eyebrows.

The stick is dark black.

It gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen.

It was more than half a meter longer than Fang Qing's Falcon Spear.

Let's dance!

The shadows of the sticks were as numerous as mountains.

It almost completely blocked off most of the space in front of it.

What's even more troublesome is...

The second bronze figure is just three steps away from the third bronze figure.

There seems to be some kind of connection.

The third bronze figure also holds a staff.

However, the techniques of using the stick are completely different.

The two are positioned one above the other.

One in front of the other.

This created a brilliant combined attack.

The sound of the long stick cutting through the air was sharp and piercing.

The shadow of the sticks on the road enveloped Fang Qing's head, neck, chest, and abdomen.

The lower-level staff strikes specifically target the ankles and legs.

Even though Fang Qing had pushed his indestructible golden body to its current limit.

Above the narrow, swaying iron chain.

I also felt a sudden increase in pressure.

He moved swiftly and nimbly within a small space.

The Falcon Spear transformed into clusters of dark light.

He parried away each vicious stab and sweep.

The iron chains beneath their feet swayed incessantly.

It makes a teeth-grinding "crunch" sound.

One wrong step and you'll fall into the bottomless clouds below.

After parrying the long stick on the road.

Fang Qing's body leaned back slightly due to the force of the recoil.

The insidious wooden stick on the lower path had already arrived silently like a venomous snake.

It swept straight at his ankle.

His center of gravity has shifted.

It was too late to parry and return the shot.

In the blink of an eye.

Fang Qing took a deep breath.

His back muscles were like granite.

The body's vital energy and blood are channeled into the spine.

Bang! ! !

A terrifying explosion, like a heavy hammer striking a giant drum, rang out.

It suddenly rippled through the canyon!

The hard, iron-like wooden stick slammed solidly into Fang Qing's back.

A few tiny sparks flew out from the point of impact.

Fang Qing felt a sweet taste in his throat.

A hot, fishy smell surged into my mouth.

He forced it down again.

This indestructible golden body made his bones and muscles far more resilient than ordinary people.

But they withstood the combined attack of the bronze figures, which were specifically designed to destroy the protective aura of martial artists.

It still caused considerable shock to his internal organs.

A sharp pain quickly spread from my back.

Like a burning fire, like a pricking needle.

But more.

It was a fierce energy that had been completely unleashed.

"roar!"

Fang Qing let out a low growl.

Taking advantage of the enormous impact from behind.

He spun around as he did so.

The gun's body suddenly gleamed darkly.

A faint, sharp cry of a falcon rang out!

"Breaking Army Returning Dragon Thrust...Piercing Rainbow Style!"

His arm muscles were bulging.

The cuffs of his clothes were stretched almost to the point of tearing by the surging energy.

The spear is no longer a thorn.

Instead, it resembled a raging black dragon.

With an indomitable and destructive momentum.

It suddenly slammed into the bronze figure wielding the long staff directly in front of it.

The gun did not arrive.

The fierce wind had already pushed the dust on the surface of the bronze figure's body backward.

"Crack! Boom!"

First, the hardwood stick was shattered by the spearhead.

Wood chips flew like rain.

Followed by.

The spear tip pierced the bronze figure's head, which was carved from hardwood, without any resistance.

Like a hot knife cutting into butter.

It instantly blasted into countless flying fragments!

The spear's momentum was only momentarily hindered.

It then continued to spread backward with overwhelming force.

It plunged deep into the shoulder blade joint of the bronze figure that specialized in attacking the bottom lane.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound.

The wooden joints on the shoulders of the bronze figure.

Under the impact of terrifying force.

It made a teeth-grinding, twisting, and cracking sound.

The arm holding the stick suddenly went limp and fell to the ground.

The threat has disappeared.

Fang Qing seized this opportunity.

He pushed off the swaying iron chain with his feet.

His figure shot out like an arrow.

He sped past the two temporarily "paralyzed" bronze figures.

The wind stirred by the movement of the robes caused the billowing smoke on the bronze figure to rise.

Just the instant he passed through.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened behind them.

The bronze figure whose skull was pierced and blown apart.

A series of rapid "clicking" sounds came from inside.

Followed by.

Its base suddenly rotated 180 degrees.

The entire heavy body was suspended upside down, head down, feet up, below the iron chains.

Almost simultaneously.

From the depths of the clouds below the cliff came the clanging sound of dragging chains.

A concealed auxiliary rope rapidly rose from the abyss.

The end is connected to a brand new, intact bronze figure.

It quickly rose.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of the hook being released came from the base of the inverted bronze figure.

It followed that auxiliary rope.

They plummeted rapidly into the mist below.

Whereabouts unknown.

The new bronze figure rose to its original position.

The base and the fixing interface on the iron cable are precisely aligned.

It makes a crisp "click" sound, indicating a tight fit.

immediately.

The new bronze statue also rotates 180 degrees.

They stood firmly on the iron chains.

They resumed their stance as roadblocks.

The bronze figure next to it with a damaged shoulder.

It also went through almost the exact same replacement process.

In the blink of an eye.

The two bronze figures looked brand new.

They once again formed that troublesome combined attack formation.

Fang Qing glanced back and saw this scene.

A chill ran through me.

He knew Zhanbo's strength.

They wanted to break through these two well-coordinated bronze figures head-on.

The chances are slim.

"Zhanbo!"

Fang Qingqing shouted.

The sound penetrated the lingering whistling of the sticks.

"The distribution of these bronze figures along the various cableways follows a pattern of strength and weakness!"

"These two bronze figures are too troublesome; don't try to fight them head-on!"

"We'll come around via the cable cars on both the left and right!"

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