Chapter four hundred and eighteen pull one to start the whole body
"boom--"
An armored cavalryman was swept across by a Zen staff and crashed into a house ten feet away. A human-shaped gap was printed on the green brick wall. Through the bright lights outside, one could see a man and a woman on a wooden bed inside the house.
The couple was hugging each other and shivering. On the ground, the armor was still there, but the people inside were too dead to die.
Against heavy armored infantry, swords and even big guns are of little use. Only heavy hammers, heavy clubs and heavy axes can kill the people inside even if they can't break open the armor.
Most of the more than a hundred martial arts masters who raided Huben Camp that night were heavy weapon wielders like Yuan Tong. A few were real masters, or poison masters like Shi Huixin.
"Damn, it was so hard, but luckily I used some poisonous hemp to turn over -"
Touching the sweat on his face, Yuan Tong gasped for breath. At this time, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his head was also clear. The cloth shirt on his upper body had been taken off long ago, revealing knots as strong as steel.
muscles.
"Great monk, save your strength." A voice as thin as a twisting rope suddenly reached Yuantong's ears. He turned around and saw Shi Huixin in flowing white clothes standing not far from him.
"What?" Yuantong didn't know why Shi Huixin said that, but he knew that Shi Huixin had a wide range of friends, and her status in the organization was higher than his own as she was good at medicine and poisoning. More importantly, Shi Huixin was smart and capable of assessing situations.
She is extremely strong. In the past few years, she and I have helped each other and escaped more than one disaster.
And Feng Lisha, whose martial arts was much higher than hers, was rotten to the core just because he didn't listen to her advice.
"The estimate was wrong. In addition to the armored cavalry, the Huben camp also has a large number of auxiliary troops. Now some of them have gone into battle..."
Yongchongfang.
"boom--"
It was more violent than the explosion of artillery shells. The strong wind swept all around. The house number of Yongchongfang seemed to be crumbling. On the side, more than a dozen of Zhu Biao's soldiers were so blown that they had difficulty breathing and could not open their eyes.
He kept retreating.
"Cough cough cough..."
Longquan's sword was trembling, and Zhu Biao was coughing up blood. But the crazy fighting spirit in his eyes had not faded at all!
Now it is no longer the same Nanshanzhong as before. At that time, I had no power to fight against the old monster in gray-brown cloth robes in front of me. But now, although I am not the enemy's opponent yet, I can't even think of it easy for him to cough up blood.
Yinhun Zhenjun looked at Zhu Biao with a sinister look. How could he not recognize that this man was the boy he had fought with in Nanshan. Recently, the commander heard that he had repeatedly fought against the Southern Growth King of the Tianshen Sect without losing.
He thought it was the Northern Han people who were trying to put money on his face, but he didn't expect that he would actually grow to this point.
It’s only been a year and a half!
What's even more disgusting is that he just fought against the great elder of the Northern Han Dynasty Enshrinement Hall, and his injuries have not healed yet, and his combat power has been somewhat depleted. Otherwise, how could Zhu Biao just vomit blood now!
"How's it going? Does it taste good? Come again -"
"Ten Swings and Ten Jue" turned a spear into a sword, and the special inner strength method was added to the "One-Zi Electric Sword", a sword technique that had long been lagging behind. However, it exerted considerable power.
No, I shouldn’t say impressive. I should say huge!
Otherwise, I should be lying on the ground right now. "Seventy-two Souls Chasing Souls and Seizing Swords" is fast and spicy, but in the internal collision, it still lacks a lot of heat.
Zhu Biao has never been confused by the tricks of "Seventy-two Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Swords". His swordsmanship has always maintained the pursuit of speed, precision and power, which means crushing the enemy in these three aspects.
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And if you encounter an enemy that you can't crush, and the "Yinfeng Three Life Sword" doesn't matter, there will be no difference between "Seventy-two Soul Chasing Life Sword" and "One-Character Electric Sword".
Moreover, the nature of "Ten Swings and Ten Jue" also determines that it is difficult to add its force-resisting method to a sword technique such as "Seventy-two Paths of Soul-Chasing and Life-Seizing Sword". The "Ten Swings and Ten Jue" itself
The gun style is quite simple.
"Hiss—" The sharp sword light swept over.
But these are just drizzle to True Lord Yin Hun. The protective aura firmly blocked all the countless sword rays. At the same time, a ghost claw appeared on Zhu Biao's head without any warning, silently but quickly.
Unusual fall.
The sword light all over the sky was gathered together, and Zhu Biao's long sword turned into a thorn and turned into a horizontal strike, hitting the ghost claw above his head by three points faster. Just the word "fast" is really rare in today's world.
There is no one better than Zhu Biao.
One claw and one sword. Both were extremely fast, but when they intersected, they made no sound at all. It was like two shadows intersecting. The next moment, Zhu Biao's long sword had already cut off the right side, blocking the ghost.
Another blow from the real king.
"Netherworld Ghost Claw" really lives up to its name. It is silent and can even catch shadows. Although it will leave traces on the ground, who can have the leisure to pay attention to the ground when the masters are sending messages?
What does it look like? If he really had this kind of 'leisure', then he wouldn't have to pay attention to those ghost claws at all, he could just grab them and cut them off.
"Boom——" This time the explosion didn't explode until the claws and swords intersected eight times.
But this does not mean that the magic method on Zhu Biao's Longquan sword has been affected for eight times. In fact, it was only the third turn when the sword exploded. The previous three turns and the second turn were all due to lack of control.
The power of living collapsed.
The old monster in front of him was a peerless master whose strength was still superior to his own. Zhu Biao felt that he was much stronger than the King of Growth. He was not the Hu generals who were rarely famous on the battlefield. How could he let himself
How about using the force-receiving technique smoothly and smoothly?
But even so, Zhu Biao was enough for Yin Hun Zhenjun to endure.
"Boom -" the third explosion sounded.
Zhu Biao flew three to four feet away, and when he turned over and stood up, he vomited out a mouthful of blood. His health value dropped below 800 points, his status quickly dropped to below 90, and his internal energy was only 6000+ left.
"Eat my claw again!"
A sinister laugh rang out from the mouth of Lord Yin Hun. Zhu Biao's embarrassed appearance allowed him to see the back of the goddess of victory. Before he finished speaking, the ghost claws had already clasped towards Zhu Biao's throat. The speed was so fast that he almost flashed in front of him.
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"I didn't expect you to have such strong Qinggong——"
"Green Winged Bat King" is definitely better than Yin Hun Zhenjun's light body technique, but Zhu Biao has never used it very much. Because he can't retreat at all. If he gets too far away, Song Yingzhu, Mu Xuehua,
The younger sister and others may become the wandering souls under the control of True Lord Yinhun.
At present, both sides are fighting anxiously. Zhu Biao and his team formed the battle formation, and the enemies are gathered together with masters. You have guns and swords, and I have arrows flying like flies. It is fierce. But it is not important. What needs to be seen here is the most important thing.
The most important thing is the pairing of Zhu Biao and Yin Hun Zhenjun. Because whichever of the two families can achieve great things tonight will be directly related to the outcome of this fierce battle!
"Qinggong, you are still far away!" Zhu Biao tiptoed a little, and his figure was as if he was being pulled by a chain that was quickly retracted. The Yinhun Zhenjun's sharp claws had clearly reached his throat a moment ago, but then he could
As Zhu Biao's Longquan Sword was swung out, his claws were getting further and further away from his throat, and the distance quickly increased from a punch to an arm's length.
This distance was enough for Zhu Biao's sword to be thrust out. The powerful Gang Qi roared towards True Lord Yin Hun, causing ripples in the air. The sharp sound of breaking through the air was like the sound of glass breaking.
It was like a silver light split open the space, and the cracking sound was the sound of the space being split open.
Yin Hun Zhenjun's face was no longer as calm as before. His face changed slightly. He tapped his right foot lightly on the ground. His whole body seemed to be invisible and strangely drifting with the wind. He swept behind Zhu Biao at an astonishing speed.
Only a faint afterimage was left in place.
Before the shadow dispersed in front of Zhu Biao, the arm wrapped in a gray-black cloth transformed into a snake, and he suddenly stretched out his five fingers and held it towards Zhu Biao's spine!
This blow was like the claws of an angry dragon. If it were really taken, Zhu Biao's entire spine would be pulled out. Of course, the man would be finished.
Zhu Biao's body suddenly tilted forward, and then he saw his waist bending and straightening, just like a person swimming in the water, but his body shape had reversed behind the Yinhun Zhenjun, and the Longquan sword was like a river flowing straight down, gushing into the ocean.
, quickly stabbed at the waist of True Lord Yin Hun!
Regardless of the fact that he has the upper hand in a head-on battle, if Yin Hun Zhenjun wants to have a chance, then Zhu Biao will be 30 to 40% sure that he will steal the chicken but lose the rice. Because just by being light and agile, Zhu Biao can defeat himself.
The True Lord of Yinhun has one head.
The snake-like arm suddenly turned into a strange and amorphous network under the force of True Lord Yin Hun, and moved up behind him extremely fast with a bright black light.
The arms are as flexible as cartilage, both front and back.
The dense sound of gold and iron clashing was like fireworks in the first month of the year, rapidly knocking into people's eardrums.
True Lord Yin Hun leaped into the air again, somersaulting and pitching, with sharp energy like a roar, and dozens of bright black rays of light went straight up and down, as if encompassing the entire world, with dots and lines connected to form a surface, and falling with knife-like force in the air.
I don't know when, the Yin Hun Zhenjun had ten black rings made of iron on his ten fingers, and there was a pinhole on the front of each ring.
He ejaculated when he didn't expect it.
"What an old monster!" Zhu Biao's sharp eyes accurately captured the ten soft needles, and his eyes widened instantly.
No wonder this old guy dared to strike the edge of Longquan's sword with one hand. Instead of using his claws like before, his fingers were all clasping at the spine of the sword, and there were streaks of bright black light accompanying his ten-arm dance.
"Even if you wear a condom, I'll cut your claws off!"
The figure whirled around in place, and Zhu Biao's Longquan sword suddenly turned into a group of bright white spiral shadows that were moving, violent, and fast like a tornado. The cold sword gangs formed a circle of arcs, composed of
Big and small, they circled around his head like a pagoda and stacked upward.
Before the dark sky net, the bright white whirlwind, and the two dazzling brilliance interweaved and intertwined, ten Netherworld Divine Needles were first stirred up by the Gang Qi. When the black light collided with the white light, there was a harsh symphony of gold and iron.
With a shower of blood flying outwards at the same time, the two figures suddenly separated, but met again at the moment of separation.
