"Punch me again -" The purple-faced man punched him twice, and he fell onto the platform, only two or three steps away from Zhu Biao. He took a big step and punched out fiercely with his ferocious fists.
It was as if a strong wind had blown up from the flat ground. The dust on the small platform was flying, and in the center of the wind was a column of surging energy that enveloped the fist.
Zhu Biao was shocked. In his previous life, he read martial arts novels. The palm skills and boxing techniques that impressed him most were none other than Mr. Jin's "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon."
Long Lai. This punch of the purple-faced man was definitely not as powerful as the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", but for a moment it reminded Zhu Biao of the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon".
A strong sense of danger gathered in his heart, and Zhu Biao, the assassin who dared to stand aside, said, "Block it for me -" he yelled "Yinfeng Sanfeng Sword" and struck out with his backhand. With such a fierce punch, he couldn't even have a thunderbolt.
use.
If you throw it, you will be hit directly by the punch, so who will the thunderbolt hit?
"Xuan Yin ** Smoke" is even more useless. When used in a vigorous head-to-head battle, the purple-faced man is not Lian Fangcheng, nor is he a red-robed mage, nor is he a poisonous dragon guest. He can't even get a move from others.
It’s hard to resist. There is still enough energy left to release poisonous smoke close to the body. Once the poisonous smoke is released, how can it get into someone’s nostrils...
At this time, Zhu Biao suddenly encountered difficulties. His two trump cards were useless to the purple-faced man.
"boom--"
The loud noise shook the valley, startling countless birds in the forest. The "Yinfeng Three Life Swords" that had always been unfavorable in the past was frustrated. How deep is the inner strength of the purple-faced man? He was able to withstand three swords with one punch! There is still a little bit left.
The explosion shattered the long sword in Zhu Biao's hand. The violent shock directly caused Zhu Biao to vomit blood. And the broken long sword was swiped by him and hit the purple-faced man.
Bicui Ningbo waved, and with the sound of "嘡塡", Song Yingzhu resisted the assassin's killing move for Zhu Biao. However, she was instantly hit by the iron rod on the large acupoint of Quyuan on her left shoulder, and she was half-stretched and unable to move in the blink of an eye.
But it was impossible for her to ask Zhu Biao for help. She just frowned, waved the sword in her right hand and gritted her teeth to continue. As long as she could open the hole just a little, she could relieve the acupuncture point on her own.
"Look at hidden weapons——"
Zhu Biao reciprocated the favor, and each of the four Lei Zhenzi was rewarded with one. After experiencing the critical danger just now, he did not dare to hold back. Money is nothing, thunder bullets, Lei Zhenzi finished playing the rolling ball.
.Song Yingzhu's shielding just now almost saved his life. Zhu Biao is not stingy.
Although Song Yingzhu's rescue was self-rescue to a certain extent, the power of the purple-faced man's punch just now really frightened Zhu Biao. All his energy and attention were attracted by that punch, and he was almost defenseless against the assassin.
For a killer assassin type master, even a moment is enough for him to seriously injure Zhu Biao, and even take Zhu Biao's life is not unusual.
Cold sweat soaked his vest, and he didn't feel any danger when he shouted for Song Yingzhu to help him cover himself. However, after a round of ups and downs, he suddenly realized that he had just walked through the gate of hell!
Hidden weapons, martial arts masters often see hidden weapons and often face hidden weapons.
If it was Song Yingzhu who was like a rain of flowers in the sky before, he would have to dodge even with a cover. But if Zhu Biao is like this now, most people won't even be able to dodge. They can just hit it with a weapon and continue without delay.
Move in.
"Boom, boom, boom..." There were four blasts in a row, and none of the four thunderbolts missed.
Unprepared, even the most agile assassin's eyes were flashed, causing sparks to burn directly to his eyebrows and eyes. He screamed and jumped to the side. The two iron staffs danced,
Cover yourself completely from head to toe.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Two thunderbolts mixed with three thunderbolts continued to fire. In the explosion of fireworks, even the purple-faced man subconsciously took two steps back. They had never seen anything like this that could explode with fireworks!
Among the seven people standing next to them, the two people in the plundering formation were also forced to retreat by the explosion, and they gave way directly to the road down the mountain. Although they gave way to the way, they each scattered two large handfuls of darts. Zhu Biao made a move with his left hand.
The turbulence of wind and thunder shook away most of the hidden weapons. He grabbed Song Yingzhu with his right hand and carried the "Moyun Golden Wing Technique" with his right hand, and fled down the mountain with all his strength.
Zhu Biao was not injured, and the 'Wind and Thunder' had covered him to a great extent. But Song Yingzhu groaned twice. It was obvious that he had been hit by a hidden weapon. But at this time, Zhu Biao obviously would not put his mind on this and run for his life.
The most important thing!
"Where are we going?" The sullen voice sounded again, but this time the word "sinful" also brought a certain amount of surprise.
The word 'where' is quite far away, but when the word 'go' is pronounced, it seems to be close.
Zhu Biao's nerves were instantly tense to the extreme. If he had a tail behind his butt, it would have been as if someone had stepped on him hard and it would have been painful, and then he would have run down like crazy!
He threw the last thunderbolt with his backhand and continued running downward without daring to look back. Faced with this sinister voice, Zhu Biao had no confidence to resist.
Knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains and heading to the Tiger Mountains is brave!
It's stupid to do something when you know it's not possible!
Zhu Biao is very brave, but he is by no means stupid. If an egg hits a stone, if you don't run away, you will definitely die.
However, the true power of the top martial arts warriors was far beyond what he could imagine now. The last thunderbolt thrown by his backhand did not explode at all as he expected.
Will a thunderbolt bomb not explode when fired? Is it possible for the system to produce counterfeit and shoddy products?
That obviously wouldn't and couldn't happen. It was obviously caught by someone, and the most likely reason was that 'sad' voice.
Zhu Biao's heart was about to rise to his throat. How could he catch a thunderbolt without exploding? At least he had never thought about this before. In his heart - firing a thunderbolt meant it would explode.
.
"Little baby, stay here for me——"
Zhu Biao, who was traveling at high speed, suddenly felt a darkness above his head, and then a surge of energy that was as strong as Mount Tai's. Only then did the words reach his ears!
She ran with all her strength and couldn't stop others from chasing after her in just two or three sentences... How does it destroy people's confidence? Song Yingzhu's face was already pale and gray. She felt that even if her father was here, it wouldn't be possible if the elders of the sect were there.
He would be the opponent of the man above him. But Zhu Biao was still unwilling to give up. There was no such word as giving up in his dictionary.
Turn your palms and push them upward——
In this way, he touched a flat wall. The visitor's skill has reached a state that ninety-nine percent of the warriors in the world can't touch even after a lifetime of hard work - Ju Gang Ning Sha.
Maybe he is already a peerless master, or even an innate grandmaster, but no matter which level he is, he still has the same absolute advantage for Zhu Biao, who has not yet opened up the Rendu lineage for less than thirty years.
"Crack, click, click..." All the bones in Zhu Biao's body were shaking instantly.
The Hunyuan internal force pushed out with all his strength was broken through by layers of dark energy that seemed both hard and soft. The opponent's true energy was squeezed out like an overwhelming and turbulent wave.
Sweat was pouring out, and his face instantly turned red. Zhu Biao clenched his jaw. He opened his eyes angrily and continued to push out his nearly exhausted internal energy.
However, there was no way to stop the opponent's energy that was pouring into the ground like mercury, and his heart felt like a heavy blow. His blood surged up, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood mist immediately spurted out from his mouth. His body was hit hard along with Song Yingzhu.
He swept hard and landed on the edge of the cliff.
At the critical moment, the master above his head turned his pressure into a push, bypassing Zhu Biao's life. Otherwise, not to mention him, even Song Yingzhu, who he was holding in his arms, would have been crushed to death by the wall of infuriating energy. The cultivation level of the two sides was so different.
It was too far away, and Zhu Biao's internal strength was simply vulnerable.
"Did you make this hidden weapon yourself?" Like a black cloud floating down from the sky, like a hemp pole holding a piece of black cloth, the Yin Hun Zhenjun, who is so thin that he has no human form, is the real master in this world.
It is difficult for outsiders to associate his image of being knocked down by the wind with the four words "Ju Gang Ning Sha", but the surging true energy came from his hand. He lit up the thunderbolt in his hand.
Lord Yinhun looked at Zhu Biao with interest.
This trip to the Northern Han Dynasty was just a mission for him. He took money from others to eliminate disasters. He received that person's life-saving grace and continued provision for more than ten years. He must repay the great kindness.
The only way to repay this is to spend the rest of my life.
Unexpectedly, in this remote northern corner, he would actually come across this strange and weird thing. He had never seen or heard of this thing in the decades he had been traveling in the Central Plains.
He had just seen the explosive power of a thunderbolt with his own eyes. Just such a small one could destroy rocks and trees. If it were a hundred or a thousand times bigger, wouldn't it be able to break mountains and mountains?
"Little baby, as long as you hand over the formula, I promise that no matter what your identity is, I will let you go safely -" No one who can practice martial arts to a very high level can be a fool. Song Yannan is like this, Yinhun Zhenjun
So too.
The same is true for Li Huizu, and because "the butt determines the brain", he can better understand the preciousness and great use of thunder bullets. When he understood this matter, his first meeting with Zhu Biao had already ended. From the Nanjia Huaiyuan Army
The man who came back arrived at Yu Ming a full hour later than Zhu Biao. However, after he had a secret discussion with Zhang Bennan, although the two did not invite Zhu Biao to see him again, they still communicated by word of mouth. They changed hands again.
Bai sent the news to Han Wang Jizhao...
The Ministry of War also has a detailed resume archive of Zhu Biao, but now it has been strictly banned.
In the main hall that day, when the King of Han asked Zhu Biao about the recipe, he sent even Yunzheng to the East Palace.
Zhu Biao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Can he believe what the man in front of him said? Why did he feel that the sincerity in his words was far inferior to that of the purple-faced man before?
"Hmm -" Song Yingzhu hummed and broke away from Zhu Biao's hand around her waist, reaching out to touch her Quyuan point, but then her delicate body trembled and her body suddenly went soft, and Zhu Biao hugged her from the waist again.
live.
This was not because Zhu Biao deliberately took advantage of her, but because Song Yingzhu had obviously done the wrong thing on top of the wrong acupuncture point. Her body was weak, so Zhu Biao couldn't fall to the ground with her.
"Susu..." People rose and fell, and the seven people from before caught up again. The man with the iron staff landed heavily on the ground, and smiled happily, "Nvxia Song, you'd better not ask for trouble. Li
Someone is really good at acupuncture with an iron rod!"
The two escorts also tried to persuade them, "Nvxia Song, my lord has no intention of offending the Nine Curved Sword Sect. Why don't you relax, Nvxia Song? In this situation, you and the boys around you have no way to escape.
Already..."
"Nvxia Song, there is a unique poison tempered on the dart. If there is any delay, the poison will penetrate into the bones and it will be difficult..."
"Do you want to give it a try?" Zhu Biao hugged Song Yingzhu, whose body was weak, and whispered in her ear.
What? Song Yingzhu was obviously stunned. In this situation, what else can there be to fight for besides surrendering?
But without saying a word, he suddenly felt his body being dragged outwards, and he fell straight down the cliff.
"ah----"
The mountain breeze was blowing brightly, and the cliff was deserted. There was only a shrill female voice that could pierce the night, and the eight people on the other side looking at each other in shock.
Zhu Biao took Song Yingzhu and jumped off a cliff. (To be continued. Piaotian. Registered members of literature recommend this work.
