Eight hundred and seventieth nine chapters Zhu Biao's strength
"Zhang Zui——"
In Qingli's scolding voice, the figure swayed, and its arms were like the willow branches fluttering in the wind, "pop", "pop", helping the two people's zombie faces.
Song Yingzhu stood back to his original position, as if he had never moved. He only stared at the two visitors who were furious after being beaten with a pair of almond eyes.
A woman's heart is as sharp as a needle, especially the things she treasures and cherishes. The Zhu family and Zhu Biao were "cursed" by people who came to them several times and their family was ruined. If they didn't teach them a lesson and give them a long memory, how could Song Yingzhu be so angry?
Now she wishes her family wholeheartedly!
"Bitch maid——"
The two Xuanyin Sect masters were completely furious. They looked at Song Yingzhu with their four eyes like sworn enemies and rushed towards him.
Dignity has been trampled on!
Although the two of them are not innate masters, they are still respectable people in the sect, and now they are slapped in the face by a woman! Endless anger overwhelmed their minds in an instant. Everyone has a face!
Palms like bird's claws clawed at each other.
Song Yingzhu smiled coldly, moved slightly, and dodged to the side. The boss missed the first blow, followed the palm forward, and the second move came out as fast as lightning.
However, the sword energy suddenly rose, and Song Yingzhu deliberately gave them a show of strength. He unsheathed his long sword and cut it out at the waist. It looked like a rainbow in the sky, extremely powerful.
The two newcomers, even though they had magic skills, did not dare to take advantage of him. They were forced to take five steps back. Then they became ferocious again. With a sharp roar, they continued to jump towards Song Yingzhu, with four pairs of ghost claws.
Swinging down, black mist fills the sky, and a fishy wind blows into the nostrils. There is a gloomy wind.
Zhu Biao and Zhu Qiangsheng watched the fight between the two men and Song Yingzhu with their hands tied and sneered. Although the two seemed to be a pair of brothers, they had the skill of double-clicking together and their power was greatly increased. But when Song Yingzhu came, he was still not a threat——
As soon as the long sword was tightened, the green rainbow suddenly grew. It was like thousands of sword shadows surged out of the sky, heading straight towards the black mist. The power of this authentic Xuanmen sword technique was extraordinary. Two people were forced to retreat eight feet.
There were also several more bloodstains on his body. The second demon was also a master who had been rampant all his life. Even if he was invincible, he didn't expect to be so unbearable. He was forced to retreat with one move, and his eyes were so angry that they bulged green.
The light burst out, and with a roar, he jumped forward again.
Suddenly——
There was a burst of shouting, and another group of people rushed out from the diagonal. The leader shouted: "Stop with me!"
His words were arrogant, as if he was scolding his subordinates. He seemed to have the attitude of saying I have the final say.
Zhu Biao had a lot of free time. He stood with his hands behind his hands and didn't notice the two demons at all. When he saw the new arrival, he immediately looked up and saw that it was a middle-aged man in black robes, with a short beard standing on his face, like steel.
The needles can be seen from the roots to the flesh, and the eyes are shining with green light, which is very powerful.
Behind the middle-aged man in Xuanpao were a large number of masters. At first glance, Zhu Biao, the Xiantian Grandmaster, had five of them.
As for the middle-aged man in Xuanpao himself, of course he is also an innate master.
The two demons were used to running rampant and were violent and cruel. They had just lost their face and were stopped by these people. They rolled their eyes and said in a sinister way: "Who am I? It turns out to be the Ghost King of Ten Thousand Winds.
How dare you ask me about the Xuanyin Sect?"
The middle-aged man in Xuanpao pursed his lips slightly and waved: "Let's go. For the sake of your family leader, I won't argue with you. But if you dare to talk again, I will skin you -"
"roll--"
The two demons had just suffered a loss and were full of anger. The completely contemptuous attitude of the middle-aged man in Xuanpao only added fuel to the fire. However, the two of them fought against Song Yingzhu and their heads had sobered up after being wounded by the sword. They did not dare to do it again.
The brains are stubborn. And the two of them also know that the people in the devil's way are vicious. They have hated Zhu Biao and his party. Zhu Biao can at most teach him a lesson. After all, the two of them came with a trace of goodwill. But if
Wanfeng Ghost King takes action...
The two of them could only look at Wanfeng Ghost King angrily, then turned around and left.
The anger among this group of people and Zhu Biao was even more intense. Before the two demons could finish speaking, a monk roared and swooped forward.
The palms of the five fingers are like hooks, and they are grabbing at the nearest Song Yingzhu. The strong wind is like scissors, and I can faintly feel the force of this grab, which is sharp and vicious.
Wanfeng Ghost King immediately turned his attention to Zhu Biao, and saw him standing still with a cold smile on his lips. He did not take Huanxi Arhat's attack seriously at all, and his heart suddenly trembled.
Huanxi Arhat is the junior disciple of the Bliss Buddha. Although his martial arts has not reached the innate realm, it has also entered the stage of perfection. He is quite famous in the rivers and lakes of Northern Xinjiang——
Could it be inferior to the woman next to Zhu Biao? Although he had just seen the two demons fighting with this woman, Wanfeng Ghost King could not believe that this young woman could be an innate master!
He even believed that the second demon was probably Zhu Biao standing on one side, or that Zhu Biao suppressed the two demons with his momentum, preventing the second demon from showing his true strength at all.
If this young woman is a congenital master, then unless the congenital master has turned into a cabbage, or she has extraordinary bones, extraordinary talents, and great opportunities and adventures...
However, everyone in the Foguang Temple lineage is really a pervert. The Arhat was so happy that he grabbed his hands on other women...
Not everyone in the world has the same eyes as Zhu Biao. People of any level can be judged to be the best at a glance.
Zhu Biao is probably the only person like that in this world.
Just when the five fingers of the Happy Arhat were less than half a foot away from Song Yingzhu's head, suddenly...
A burst of green mist-like gas came out of Song Yingzhu's body, and when he heard a howl like a ghost, the Joyous Arhat flipped back like a kite with its string cut off, and black blood spurted out from his mouth for more than a foot like a fountain.
Far.
"Bitch maid——"
The Buddha of Ultimate Bliss became even more furious, his eyes bulged, and with his long arms dancing, he rushed forward crazily. In an instant, he struck with seven palms and kicked five times. The wind was so strong that sand flew away and rocks flew away.
His lair has been taken over by Zhu Biao, and he hates Zhu Biao and the others so much. Now the only junior brother who is alive and dead does not know, and he has thoughts of eating the three Zhu Biao alive.
Zhu Biao finally moved, stopped in front of Song Yingzhu, and shouted coldly: "You are looking for death."
The big sleeves were suddenly thrown out. A mist of mist with five colors of light rose up from the ground. Amidst the screams, the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss fell back as if he was electrocuted. His livid eyelids were covered with a ferocious color. He opened his mouth and spurted out two mouthfuls of blood.
He said fiercely: "The Buddha will take revenge today for destroying the temple and killing his disciples!"
"Zhu Biao, I want you to be cut into pieces——"
When he bounces up, he pounces forward again.
Zhu Biao's powerful enemy was now ready, and he immediately moved to circle his palm and launched a counterattack. The shadows of his palms flew around, and he struck out with as many as seven palms.
——"Purple Gold Broken Jade Palm"
Zhu Biao, who had perfected the "Purple Evil Divine Art", used the "Purple Gold Broken Jade Palm". That fleshy palm was simply an unparalleled magic weapon that was indestructible and indestructible.
The attack with seven palms immediately shocked the opponents, from the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss in the middle of the fight to the Ghost King of Ten Thousand Winds.
Unexpectedly, the Buddha of Paradise was directly broken by Zhu Biao's seven palms to protect his body. It was completely split open. It was different from the five-color light that Zhu Biao just emitted. The "Five Elements**" that he had just started was purely
It is high pressure but low, which is essentially a step higher than the true energy of the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss. However, the seven palms at the moment are a hard knock on the same level of 'practice'.
There is no doubt that Zhu Biao won. He won very neatly.
Zhu Biao snorted coldly, stepped forward, and pointed his finger like a halberd towards the Tanzhong point of the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss. Before his finger touched his clothes, a sharp wind had penetrated his skin. The Buddha of Ultimate Bliss was seriously injured.
He didn't dare to confront Zhu Biao anymore, so he flipped his palms in a "plucking weeds and looking for snakes" move. He slashed diagonally, then turned around with his concave chest. It seemed that he was retaliating with an attack, but his left elbow had already hit Zhu Biao's Zhitang point.
The reality is to get away.
But he had no idea that before Zhu Biao's finger touched his clothes, the sharp wind had already broken through his body-protecting move, which allowed the true energy to penetrate directly into his skin. This move was basically a point of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" that was implicit but not released. This move was
It was a false move. Halfway through, Zhu Biao slumped down and threw his shoulders. He fired out his hands. In an instant, the "Orchid Acupuncture Hand" attacked the twelve major acupoints on the upper body of the Bliss Buddha, and kicked out five wheels like wheels under his feet.
The movements were completed in one go, extremely fast and furious, and the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss struck out moves one after another. When the two innate masters behind Wanfeng Ghost King fought side by side in front of Zhu Biao, the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss was about to truly ascend to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.
The long sword was like a rainbow, shining with green light, and carrying a gust of bone-corrosive cold wind, it lay in front of Zhu Biao.
Two master-level experts came out side by side, which Zhu Biao did not expect. One came out to save the Buddha of Paradise and he was well prepared, but the demonic man was really shameless.
However, it only took a moment for him to be caught off guard. Zhu Biao turned from defense to offense in an instant. The roaring wind of his palm sent sand and rocks flying everywhere, and the grass and trees were destroyed. The force of each palm was so sharp.
It was difficult to block. Even if he knocked against the opponent's sword, he would not suffer any loss at all. On the contrary, the sword wielder's sword would be struck with sparks.
The three of them tried their best to use all their kung fu, but they saw three silhouettes coming together at different times, spinning around in circles, and making loud banging sounds from time to time.
It was only then that Wanfeng Ghost King and other northern Xinjiang demon masters truly saw Zhu Biao's terrifying true strength. He was a strong man who could fight one against two without relying on the sharpness of his sword, and still had a slight upper hand. In the past, they agreed.
I believe that although Zhu Biao is powerful, his real strength is not much better than everyone else. His achievements are exaggerated because he has an unparalleled divine sword in his hand. At this moment, I feel that Zhu Biao's unpredictable kung fu is better than that of the unknown god.
The sword is even more terrifying.
The three of them used extremely fast techniques and moves. In an instant, they exchanged forty or fifty moves, but the outcome was still indistinguishable.
I wish Biao can stay calm.
The enemy always has six master-level masters. He has already defeated the Buddha of Paradise and restrained two more. The remaining three are going to attack Song Yingzhu and Qiang Sheng. The Zhanlu Divine Sword is in Song Yingzhu's other hand. The two of them are walking
"Zhenwu Seven Cuts Formation", that skill can definitely block three people, and it's even more than enough.
Therefore, he was not worried at all, nor was he distracted at all. Working steadily, the three of them continued to exchange more than a hundred moves, and the momentum gradually turned towards Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao, who absorbed the energy of Gengjin from Taibaijin Essence, practiced the "Purple Evil Divine Art" and used it to feed back and react on the "Purple Gold Broken Jade Palm". The effect was repeated again and again, and the "Purple Gold Broken Jade Palm" was
》The power has been raised to a level that even the peak of martial arts cannot reach.
Zhu Biao's palms turned into unparalleled weapons, and he only slashed his two opponents to the point where they were sweating profusely.
Wanfeng Ghost King is already a little anxious. If the situation continues to be so bad, it will inevitably have a direct impact on the consequences. When Zhu Biao takes care of the two opponents, and he brings so many masters to seek revenge on Zhu Biao, he will completely become
What a big joke.
Wanfeng Ghost King is not willing to fail, he is not willing to fail, and he does not allow failure.
With a wink, the two people behind him looked at each other, and then the figure shot out like an arrow, hiss, hiss. The sword light was as sharp as practice, and it cut straight towards Zhu Qiangsheng. Whoosh, two palms struck out with a chill.
The bone-eroding wind blew up in circles, splitting the sky like a wheel, and swept away the Song Yingzhu.
On Wanfeng Ghost King's side, except for the ghost king himself who was the leader and the seriously injured Buddha of Paradise, the remaining four people all entered the fight.
Wanfeng Ghost King himself is always ready to attack Zhu Biao's battle group.
If two veteran masters take action and take down Zhu Biao's two followers, will there still be any problems? Definitely pinch the snail with three fingers - it's a sure shot.
And Wanfeng Ghost King also believes that with his joining, Zhu Biao, who does not have the divine sword in his hand, even if he is arrogant for a while, will not be his opponent and others. In this way, both battle groups will win. This
The battle will be won by itself.
But there was a rustle of wind, and there was a flash of five-colored mist, and the two people fighting with Zhu Biao groaned, staggered, and stepped back together.
Even Wanfeng Ghost King, who was about to die, was frightened by this light mist and fell back as if he had been struck by electricity.
There was flying sand and rocks in the venue, and the yellow dust made it difficult to see clearly. People outside, even those with the best eyesight, could only see human figures drifting into the sky in the yellow mist, and then disappear in an instant.
After all the dust fell to the ground, Zhu Biao wiped away a trickle of blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth. A bottle of stalactite had just been poured into his stomach. Immediately, the muscles and veins caused by the forced exercise were overwhelmed, and the damage was immediately
It calmed down.
It was like the cracked earth suddenly received the rain from Purdue, and it was instantly rejuvenated. When he looked at Zhu Biao's opponents, both of them looked depressed, and their mouths were full of blood. They were both extremely seriously injured.
Although his internal injuries were not as serious as those of the Buddha of Paradise, they also meant that he had lost the combat power that could pose a threat to Yu Zhubiao and the others.
Hiss! Hiss! The sword energy is strong, like a stack of waves, attacking nine swords in a row.
Song Yingzhu did not use Zhu Biao's Zhanlu Divine Sword. The divine sword was already tied on her back. She only used a top-notch Jianghu sword in the ordinary sense.
His opponent also became the sword-wielding demon who originally fought against Zhu Qiangsheng. At this moment, the demon was anxious and angry. He tightened his sword in his hand and shouted, Zheng! Zheng! Using his profound skills, he forced
I hit the hard ground and sealed nine swords in a row, but I felt that there was no way to avoid it, no way to hide.
Zhu Qiangsheng's opponent was a palm wielder. A stench-laden wind blew up in front of his face, forcing him to retreat and swing his sword. He fired two consecutive moves to neutralize the force. But with a flash of his eyes, he let out a wave of force.
The opponent who defeated those two powerful palm winds only managed to gain some relief.
When the two of them fight alone, it can be said that they meet a good talent and an opponent in chess.
Zhu Biao rises through the sky, as fast as an eagle, faster than the wind, and shoots towards the Wanfeng Ghost King.
His right palm suddenly shot out in mid-air, he shouted loudly, and struck out with a roar. A swift wind from his palm flew through the air like a wheel, and rolled out like a hurricane. It was unparalleled in strength and power.
The Flying Dragon in the Sky from "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" -
Zhu Biao doesn't use this palm technique. It doesn't mean that the power of "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" is no longer as powerful as "Purple Gold Broken Jade Palm". It's just that Zhu Biao attaches too much importance to this palm technique and regards it as his trump card.
Wanfeng Ghost King was frightened by Zhu Biao's continuous threats. The domineering spirit he had when he first appeared on the scene has disappeared. In his haste, he did not dare to grab his front, and twisted his step.
Flashed diagonally five feet away.
The wind from the palm hit the ground, exploding a large crater ten feet deep.
The two seriously injured demons looked at each other and once again fought side by side towards Zhu Biao. They knew that they must withstand this calamity tonight. Otherwise, the reputation of the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect would be completely ruined.
Of course, the strength of the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect will also be greatly reduced.
There are a total of six innate masters, and there is also a strong one among the innate masters like Wanfeng Ghost King. Counting Xiaoyaosheng, the seven innate masters, although they are not all the innate masters in the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect, are also the main force among them.
, the main force in this world.
Some of the remaining ones are over 100 years old and have withdrawn from the conflicts in the world. These seven people are the backbone of the Demon Sect in Northern Xinjiang who carry the banner.
If they are defeated, if they fail, unless the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect can attack General Zhu Biao's Mansion in Hedong City, otherwise...
The face you lost will never be recovered again.
He withdrew seven rays of chaotic sword light with his backhand, let out a long roar, and unfolded the "Seven-Star Demon-Slaying Sword". In the sky full of sword light, a wild howl sounded. A demon who had just joined the battle group had his right arm cut off at shoulder level.
The two people who were seriously injured and whose strength was severely weakened were not afraid of Zhu Biao getting close to them and fighting hard against them. No matter how seriously injured they were, they could still resist Zhu Biao's killer for several rounds if they mustered up their strength. What they feared most now was that they would be like "Seven Star Killer".
A 'long-range weapon' like the Demon Sword.
Every blow will make them 'waste' the little energy and energy they have left. When all the energy and energy are used up, if they have no time to withdraw from the battle group, they will be the only ones unlucky.
The Broken Arm Demon was filled with rage, his waxy face flushed with red tides. He mustered up all his strength while grinning, and was about to fight Zhu Biao to the end.
But Zhu Biao didn't give him this chance.
A five-color light mist flashed past, and there was a sound, and blood rained down. This famous demon master in the northern Xinjiang arena had a hole as big as a bowl opened in his chest, and blood spurted out, reaching a distance of two to three feet.
Killed on the spot——
Zhu Biao succeeded with one move, and without stopping for a moment, he spun around quickly, struck the ground with a palm, and struck at another seriously injured demon. He deliberately controlled the enemy's death, and this palm contained twelve successes.
Because the attack with his palm was so sudden, Wanfeng Ghost King standing nearby could reach out and touch Zhu Biao. The devil did not expect that Zhu Biao would dare to avoid Wanfeng Ghost King and only deal with him with all his strength.
The demon had no way to avoid it, and had no time to hide. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, circle his palms, and bravely attack him head-on. However, after hearing a shrill scream, the demon's body jumped up more than ten feet high, and with a bang, he fell to the ground.
After the force crushed the ground, which was not much softer than stone, blood surged up from a mouthful, and countless pieces of internal organs splashed onto the ground. The person fell to the ground with a thud.
Zhu Biao killed two masters in a row and became energetic. He shouted fiercely at Wanfeng Ghost King: "Common man, take your life!"
