Chapter 384: Slaying Ming Zun, a corner of the rivers and lakes
"Humph!" An angry roar sounded in Zhu Biao's ears, like the spring thunder at the awakening of insects, coming from the unknown depths of Jiutian.
Zhu Biao caught a figure from the corner of his left eye. His eyebrows were solemn, and the spear he stabbed turned into a horizontal roll. "Pfft--" it connected with a pair of fleshy palms. Then he felt the tip of the spear light, and a purple-robed figure
The old man had already retreated three feet away with the corpse of the rake general.
The venerable Tianshen Cult’s eyes immediately brightened, “Take another shot from me!”
It looks like a plum blossom, but it is silver and bright. Facing a powerful enemy, Zhu Biao has no fear at all, but only the longing to kill and make a lot of money.
"Boom -" A plum blossom condensed with strong energy died together with the blue stone barren mountain that hit it. The Venerable Ming didn't know what magical secret method he was practicing, but what he hit with a shake of his hand was a blue mountain with towering peaks and cliffs. The thin stone
Rugged, E'e Canggu.
The point of the spear hitting the hand is like being defeated.
The overflowing strong wind swept through everything around him, and several scimitars nearby fell, and the spears flew out like rockets. Whether it affected Chi Yu was not known to Zhu Biao.
He was now concentrating on dealing with Cheng Yaojin who had rushed out half a mile away. The gun body shook and he fired the third shot in the fight.
On one side is the aura of the spear tip, and on the other side is the condensation of internal force. The two places have a huge difference in quality, but because the one with higher quality is smaller and the one with lower quality has more quantity, they form an even balance.
Zhu Biao tried his best to display his marksmanship, and more and more insights were transformed from theory into practice in the fierce battle. His marksmanship was at full value, for which he paid 43 numerical points, and his savings points dropped sharply from 120 to 77. In exchange for
The result is now.
With the spear in hand, his strength can still compete with the peerless masters.
Green mountains are slapping against each other, and plum blossoms are rising in the wind. If you are a famous expert, you don't even need to have your flesh palms lined up and the tip of your spear to see blood. Just the condensed internal force and the manifested Gang Qi will be enough.
It is enough to overwhelm the opponent. However, Master Ming and Zhu Biao are both peerless experts. The strong wind generated by the collision can make the horse-riding horse like a dragon unable to stand, and their internal strength and energy can hit them.
It can't even blow through clothes.
The body-protecting aura cannot be broken by these at all. Let alone the harm!
One inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, a battle between big guns and fleshy palms.
Zhu Biao did not draw his sword or wave his palm, but relied on a long spear to deal with it. The battle circle was slowly shrinking, and Zhang Er's spear, which was immediately fighting, was indeed a hindrance when dealing with the martial arts fight. But Zhu Biao was not afraid of his opponent.
He knew very well what he wanted to do. Wasn't it to get close to him and fight in close quarters?
Do you really think you can win this way? It's a joke. Is "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" just a decoration? It's waiting! Zhu Biao is digging a hole, and Master Ming is falling inch by inch to the bottom of the hole.
Nancheng. Above the city gate.
Taoist Gufeng, Master Void and the broken-armed Zheng Yuzhang, all the forces in the city gathered together again. What they were prepared to do was to prevent the army from being defeated. Hu Qi took advantage of the situation to cover up and kill, and the masters of the Tianshen Sect came to fish in troubled waters. But unexpectedly, what they saw was a battle.
A one-sided killing, what you see is a rare fight between dragons and tigers!
"That's... Venerable Ming?" Taoist Gu Feng stared at the two men fighting Zheng Sheng on the battlefield with guns, and the elder's mouth was open. "Huh..., I didn't expect, I didn't expect. Zhu Biao would be so young at such a young age.
Is there really a martial arts star in the world who can fight against him? The Jiuqu Sword Sect will probably regret it."
Just as everyone was surprised by the bravery of Zhu Biao's 30,000 cavalry, the Jianghu people upstairs were also dumbfounded. They had been at the Luozhou battlefield for more than a day or two. How could they not know the combat effectiveness of the Han army?
"If our Han army has this kind of fighting strength, why worry about Hugou coming from the south?" one of them shouted.
But I didn’t expect that Zhu Biao was not only outstanding in military training, but also capable of fighting in battle, and his personal force was so incredible. Taoist Gu Feng had to think of the legendary Wu Qu Xingjun!
"The evil done by God can be forgiven, but the evil done by man cannot survive. The good deeds done by people in Jiuqu are still shameless. But from the perspective of the monk, everyone has his chance in life. I wish Biao the chance. I am afraid he will be expelled.
After the nine songs."
"What the Master said makes sense. Zhu Biao possesses such profound skills at such a young age, so he must have had a strange encounter. If he had not been expelled from Jiuqu, how could he have such an opportunity? But let's not talk about it.
, everyone, let’s take a look at his approach. He is dignified and majestic. His spear is powerful and heavy, and his moves are simple and clear. He can kill people with three moves and five moves. It is very different from the Nine-Bend Sword Intent.
Especially compared with the masters, he is equally open and close, and is unparalleled in strength. According to Zheng, this is the reason for his character."
Zheng Yuzhang lost an arm, but he still went into battle today. He was ready to fight to the death. He never expected that things would develop like this. "It's just that such a heroic hero joined the Jiuqu Sword Sect when he was young. It's really a bright pearl hidden in the dark."
If you vote, you will lose your self. If you were in my Lixue Sect..."
"Haha, even if Zhu Biao joined any sect casually when he was young, he would still be much better than Jiuqu. His path is narrow, his swordsmanship is weak, and his intentions are not right. Even if the real martial arts star comes down to earth, he will not show his prominence. Otherwise, I will be in the north.
There will be another unparalleled talent in the Han Jianghu!"
Hahaha... A burst of relaxed laughter sounded from the top of the building.
Hu Qi was riding under the banner. Contrary to the relaxation upstairs in Nancheng, the atmosphere here was oppressive and suffocating.
"Why? Why are all the Han generals blocked by His Holiness, but the Han army is still advancing?" Wu Ji was furious. The humiliating performance of the troops made him feel like his face was burning in front of Uwe Tuo.
As if someone had slapped him hard in the face, Wuji became furious.
The Dharma King of Growth never failed to say a word, but Uwetuo was worried and proud at the same time, and remained silent.
The current situation on the battlefield is that although Zhu Biao and Ming Zunzun have strangled themselves into a group, the Han army's offensive is still going on, and the speed of killing Hu Qi is not much slower. The standing Wan Qi who just collapsed has already been killed in this battle.
The fourth one.
How could Wuji not go crazy? He wanted to turn into a mad dog and bite anyone he caught.
Dividing line
battlefield.
In the high-pitched playing of the Death March, lives passed away one by one, and the freshness turned into gray.
The big net is still open, swallowing up the influx of Hu Qi. But without Zhu Biao as the pioneer, the impact is real. Those Hu Qi warriors no longer have an eye-catching goal to 'seek death'
, he led the army to fight hard, and the Han army encountered more and more tough enemies during the attack.
Xing Tianxiao and others were busy dealing with those masters of the Celestial God Sect, and most of the army's affairs had to be solved by the army itself. Fortunately, Hu Qijun was not in a situation where the first-class people were everywhere and became famous like dogs.
The two generals Zhu Zhong and Zhu Tong have already reached the first level of fame. It is not a problem to self-report in the fight, and they can even have a little control. The three generals Luo Yaxiu, Chen Mengren, and Zhou Ziang, as long as they do not personally experience the frontline battle, they will Security is also guaranteed under the surveillance system.
To solve the difficult problems faced by Hu Qizhong, in addition to the hard work of Meng Rui's team of mid-level military officers, it also relied more on the collective cooperation of the Han army.
In the sparse Tianlang formation, the gaps between the Han troops were enough for them to form multiple waves and multiple levels of chain attacks against one person. Melee soldiers from the front, bows and arrows from the side, and even powerful crossbows in the dark. Zhu Biao's 30,000 cavalry Although they are not horse archers, there are still many people who are good at riding and shooting. On the battlefield, it is easy to dodge hidden arrows with open guns, and it is most difficult to defend against them. Many brave people among the cavalry fell to this slightly despicable joint strangulation from near and far. middle.
"Boom -" A thunderous explosion sounded in a place on the battlefield, where sand and dust were flying.
Master Ming, who was still not close to Zhu Biao, hurriedly slapped Zhu Biao with his palm without waiting for his breath to recover.
Before going to the war, he thought that he was going to kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, but he didn't expect that the Han people would really produce a talent. Not only was he outstanding in military skills at a young age, he had repeatedly made special achievements on the battlefield, but his martial arts skills were also astonishing. He was not at all inferior to an old man like himself. Down.
If it takes another three to five years to fully grow up, then it will still be a big deal!?
He must be destroyed, and this threat must be extinguished. Although the sprout has already grown into a great tree, it is different from a big tree. With its qualifications, it can grow into a towering tree. Of big trees.
A master must first stabilize his mind when fighting. Master Ming was shocked and frightened, and was already a little unbalanced. After making up his mind, there was more anxiety in his heart. This feeling of urgency and worry will not happen immediately. Even Venerable Ming himself didn't realize it at all.
But if it comes to a critical moment, when he can accomplish his goal, this feeling of eagerness and worry will immediately explode in his heart. Its effect is this palm!
Without waiting for himself to gain a firm foothold or to stabilize his advantage, he hurriedly slapped him down. He was too reckless and too self-righteous. Who told him that while Zhu Biao's marksmanship was superb, his palm skills were not good at the same time?
Although it was absolutely true that he was approaching Master Ming, Zhu Biao didn't hold back at all, and he didn't lie at all. He really couldn't defeat Master Ming with the "Bamboo Plum Blossom Spear" and lost. one move.
However, it was this extremely real "losing move" that turned into the final kick, causing Master Ming, who was still outside the trap, to fall completely to the bottom of the pit.
The "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms" that had been prepared for a long time was flipped over and the two palms faced each other. Zhu Biao was shocked, his face turned red, he took three steps back with the gun in his right hand, and shook his upper body fiercely.
But as for Venerable Ming, he fell into the pit under the guidance of Zhu Biao intentionally or unintentionally. It was even more miserable. His arm bones broke into three parts with a click, and the palm force of "A strong dragon has regrets" was slapped. When it reached his shoulder, the entire shoulder blade was cracked.
"Stay!" The iron spear penetrated the ground, and Zhu Biao flew up, "The flying dragon is in the sky -" he slapped it down with a palm!
"No! It's obviously in trouble——" the Southern Dharma King Zhang suddenly shouted in shock.
When Zhu Biao fought with Venerable Ming, the flying sand and dust made it impossible for outsiders to see the exact situation, but the moment Zhu Biao took off, His Holiness was able to catch him!
