The five hundred and fiftieth chapters emerge in an endless stream of masters
Zhu Biao deliberately wanted to catch up with the person, so he shook his arms and shot up a crane into the sky, flying three feet high. He bent his feet and bowed his waist in the air, used his inner strength in one breath, and swooped down and shot like a meteor falling to the ground. He was approaching in the blink of an eye.
It traveled more than ten feet. It came from behind and passed over the heads of Chang Zhuozi and Chang Zhenzi, and the ejection covered a distance of seven to eight feet.
Chang Taozi and Chang Zhenzi's expressions changed instantly. How could this man's light skill be so extraordinary? But he stopped at that moment.
The speaker had already gone dozens of feet away, and his Qinggong was not inferior to the two of them. Chang Zhuzi and Chang Zhenzi didn't dare to chase him. People in the devil's path have many tricks, whether it's an outside ambush or a plum blossom plan.
, must be guarded against!
It would be best for the two of them to pursue Zhu Biao with his identity.
Naturally, it was a feat to capture the master of magic. If Zhu Biao was damaged, they would not feel bad if it was not Xuanqing Guanren.
The two figures in front and behind the two-foot-high fort wall both jumped over. Zhu Biao chased him closer and closer, and was no longer ten feet away from the former.
There was a pile of stones outside the Fengzi Fort. These were the unused stones when the Fengzi Fort was rebuilt before Jiulian Mountain. The figure in front of him flashed and disappeared into it. Zhu Biao was not stupid enough and followed suit. He shouted loudly,
He used one palm to protect his chest and another to strike forward. A black-yellow divine dragon spit out from his palm and jumped towards the pile of rocks. It was like a divine dragon descending from the sky and hitting the rocks. However, there was a loud earthquake, gravel flew into the sky, and dust covered the sky.
But not a single person was seen.
After Zhu Biao struck out a palm, he let out a breath of turbid air, and his body fell straight down, and suddenly...
A wisp of strong finger wind hissed directly towards his "Lingtai" key point. At the same time, a voice rang in his ears: "With your little firepower, you dare to reach out and stir things up. What a shame."
Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
This sneak attack was quite insidious. Seeing that his fingertips were already on his clothes, Zhu Biao snorted coldly and swung his body to the right. His landing figure was as fierce as a light swift, flying horizontally in the air.
It rolled over and landed on a big rock about ten feet away.
Naturally, the strong wind also escaped.
With a quick glance, a figure disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the person who made the sneak attack fled again.
Zhu Biao looked back at Fengzi Fort, his thoughts turned over and over again, and he finally made up his mind and said: Forget it! There are so many people over there, it won't be all in vain.
He stood up and continued to chase the figure.
"The Green-Winged Bat King" has reached the extreme level of movement and can fall twenty feet away.
"Young man is looking for death——"
The visitor was furious at being chased by Zhu Biao. He was also a well-known figure in the world, but now he looked like a rabbit being chased by an eagle.
A big hand covered with sinews turned around and grabbed Zhu Biao's chest. Looking at the force of this grasp, it was sharp and ferocious, but it also contained seven or eight mysterious changes, which was very astonishing.
With a sound of "Bang!", Zhu Biao unsheathed his sword in mid-air, and with a flick of the sword tip, five crescent-shaped shadows appeared, arranged in a five-petal plum blossom shape.
The power is as sharp as a strange peak, as powerful as a mountain pressing down on the top, and the hood covers the big hand.
The face of the visitor suddenly changed. Zhu Biao's five swords not only blocked all subsequent changes in his palms, but also pierced the large acupoints in his palms. After decades of debut, "Poison Dragon Claw" has not been able to achieve success with one strike.
It's been a long time, but I never thought that I would be completely suppressed in terms of change of moves like now.
"This man is so good at swordsmanship——"
Amidst the horrifying sound of gold and iron clashing, the magic master took three steps back. Zhu Biao was shaken by the force and floated in the air, landing more than ten feet away.
The huge sword energy surged around, sweeping around like a hurricane rising from the ground.
Zhu Biao looked at his opponent's palm with great interest. He dared to pick up his bone sword with his bare hands, relying on a leather glove. He didn't know if he was suffering a loss now.
The second move!
The third move!
The fourth move!
Beads of sweat oozed from the opponent's forehead, his hands were trembling, his chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was so heavy that it could be smelled from several feet away. Facing Zhu Biao's "Nine Swords of Dugu", the strength of this move
Being completely restrained is very testing one's nerves.
Especially some great masters who have been famous for many years. These people may do many evil things, but they are absolutely "confident" in martial arts. And when this "confidence" is crushed by an irresistible force, the belief in people will be shattered.
The magnitude of the blow can be imagined.
Fighting with all your strength and concentration is extremely draining of energy, and the demonic person on the opposite side does not dare to relax even a little bit, otherwise he will be immediately covered in blood for five steps, which will put even greater and heavier pressure on him.
The fifth move!
The sixth move!
The opponent's steps were swaying, his face was flushed with blood, and his eyes were blazing with fierceness, but no matter how he looked at him, he looked so fierce and angry.
The seventh move!
The eighth move!
The ninth move!
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhu Biao's mouth, and the opponent's figure was shaking.
"Qiang!" In the tenth move, he groaned and fired with bloody arrows. Zhu Biao's figure shook, and his opponent fell to the ground. He was injured, but compared to this injury, Zhu Biao didn't want to
It takes a hundred or two hundred moves to kill the opponent, which is too time-consuming.
Now that the Demon Sect is hidden in the dark, he may only fight forty or fifty moves before the opponent's men arrive. It is better to trade injuries for lives and open more.
"Woo..." The man was still whining. He was unwilling to accept that he fell here. He struggled to stand up and rushed towards Zhu Biao again, raising his hands full of blood.
But there was no strength at all, let alone sharpness. Even when he rushed to a normal distance, he staggered and fell back to the ground, with blood gurgling from his mouth.
"Ding, kill one of the top masters..."
It was very rare that Zhu Biao didn't even care about his injuries. Instead, he quickly pounced on the man's body and started rummaging around.
Unfortunately, he rummaged through a bunch of bottles and cans, but couldn't find even a single piece of paper. He was really jealous of this person's breath-holding technique, which was able to completely hide it from his own eyes and ears. It was definitely a miraculous feat.
When Zhu Biao came out of Yunwu Mountain, he was full of confidence and self-confidence. The appearance of this man could be said to have poured cold water on him.
"Russing..." The sound of clothes breaking through the air came from a distance.
Zhu Biao narrowed his eyes, knocked down a jade clear elixir, and flew away.
In just a moment, three figures landed next to the dead man. Looking at the corpse that had lost all breath, and looking at Zhu Biao's figure that had disappeared into the night, the three of them all snorted angrily.
But then endless fear and chills arose in the hearts of the three of them. The martial arts of the dead ghost at their feet were no worse than their own [each of the three made their own decisions], and it took only a short time for them to die in the hands of that person.
If you do it yourself, wouldn’t the outcome be the same???
Zhu Biao didn't know what the enemy was thinking at this time. He quickly rushed back to Fengzi Castle, found a secluded place and quickly refined the elixir. The internal injuries he suffered were immediately healed.
Returning to the Xuanqing Temple, a fierce battle had already begun.
Before and after the three-story stone building, two Nine Palaces and Bagua Sword Formations were activated. Chang Zhenzi and Chang Mingzi, two contemporary elders of Xuanqing Temple, each presided over one, blocking Sima Zifeng and another blood-robed monk respectively.
Chang Taozi and a silver-bearded Taoist with an immortal spirit stood on the top of the stone building, alert to their surroundings.
Dozens of elite disciples of Xuanqing Temple, in addition to the two Nine Palaces and Bagua Sword Formations, four Seven-Star Sword Formations were arranged on the four sides of the stone building, maintaining the three-story stone building tightly in a circle.
There was also a group of people standing in the open space in front of the stone building. The leader was a tall, green-faced old man with disheveled hair whom Zhu Biao had never met before. It seemed that he was the mastermind of the demonic path that had invaded tonight. Behind him were Xiao Maitreya and others.
Someone I took a photo of in the morning.
People on both sides seemed to be concentrating on the two Nine Palaces Bagua Sword Formation, and they were completely unaware of Zhu Biao's arrival. But Zhu Biao didn't think that he had completely concealed the people on both sides. The sullen-faced old man gave him a
There was a great sense of threat, but after he settled down, he also focused on the changes in the formations of the two sword formations.
I just feel that these two sword formations have many changes, and their power cannot be underestimated. Waves of strong sword energy permeate the entire formation, adding a lot of murderous intent tonight.
Both of them were using their bare hands in the formation. The blood-robed monk was waving his two sleeves as he walked back and forth in the formation. Wherever he went, the sword light trembled and buzzed. It was obvious that the monk's internal energy was very strong, and his movement skills were very fast.
Excellent moves.
And Sima Zifeng, a person Zhu Biao had met in the morning, used his unique skill - "Magic Jade Hand" to the fullest. The sharp sword that can cut gold and break jade hit his pair of jade-shined hands.
On the other hand, it is always the former who trembles!
Moreover, a pair of magic hands flipped their fingers to use a very clever grappling hand. As long as Sima Zifeng caught the long sword, it would inevitably result in the sword being broken, hurt or even killed. And the Nine Palaces and Bagua Sword Formation, of course, is the same.
Then it was shattered.
This battle was definitely different from an ordinary martial arts competition, but a battle of life and death. Chang Zhenzi and Chang Mingzi, who presided over the sword formation, tried their best to shrink the sword formation. But in the middle of the sword formation, there was about 20 feet.
There is a gap in the circle, but I can't get any closer.
Zhu Biao stood aside quietly and took a closer look at the two magic masters surrounded by the formation. They seemed to have not used their full strength. He couldn't help but feel worried for Xuan Qingguan. He raised his eyes and looked at Chang Zhuozi and the silver beard.
The old Taoist saw that the two of them looked very solemn, and seemed to have noticed it.
This "Nine Palaces and Bagua Sword Formation", which relies on the unique skill of Xuanqing Guanzhen Sect, is afraid that it will be destroyed in the hands of these two magic masters.
At this moment, the sullen-faced old man suddenly let out a sinister smile like a ghost, "The time has come. This kind of broken formation is not worth hanging around with them for a long time. Let's get rid of them quickly!"
In the formation, Sima Zifeng and the blood-robed monk shouted loudly at the same time, and immediately turned from defense to attack. However, seeing the blood clouds fluttering and the potential surging, the blood-robed monk swung his flying sleeves, a strong wind sounded, and Chang Mingzi presided over the
In a sword formation, two Taoist priests were immediately shocked and fell out with their swords.
Chang Taozi on the roof let out a sigh, and was just waiting for the order to stop. Then there was another burst of screams, and Chang Mingzi was already beaten by the blood-robed monk in the formation. He swung his sword away with one sleeve, and the two of them exchanged palms firmly.
, Chang Mingzi staggered and fell back. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
