As Meng Xiaoan stepped back, he heard the sound of his shoulder being dislocated.
Extremely crisp.
Zhuyeqing, on the other hand, used up most of the strength.
"Snow." Lei Pili's eyes were full of grief, anger and tenderness.
"Master." Xue spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Hall Master Lei, I'm late, sorry."
I just heard a figure coming over.
"Yellow Turban." Meng Xiaoan hissed.
Zhuye Qing looked at the yellow scarf coldly: "Is it you?"
Meng Xiaoan turned around: "Do you know him?"
"He is the one who hurt me." Zhu Yeqing sneered.
Huangjin looked at Xue, knowing that she only had her last breath left, and showed a hint of helplessness.
"Zhuye Qing, I didn't expect that you are still alive. Your fate is really great. I will take it from you tonight."
I saw his sleeves flicking rapidly, and several strands of potential rushed towards Zhuyeqing.
Zhuyeqing didn't dare to take the frontal attack, so he took two steps to the side and raised his hand from a distance to point.
Her finger only sent out a wisp of breeze, but Huang Jin felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, floating out of the way and saying loudly: "Kunlun's number one disciple is indeed worthy of his reputation..."
The bamboo-leaf green jade finger pointed away in succession, and said in his mouth: "I didn't expect you to know my origin, and I will kill you today. Humph, you dare to kill me while I am drinking..."
Her finger strength was just as strong as silk at first, but after a few fingers, the sound of the wind gradually became sharp, harsh, and shocking.
Huang Jin quickly struck with his palms, and his palm movements produced bursts of deafening roaring sounds. But he did not dare to be careless. Each palm tightly sealed Zhu Yeqing's finger power, and the changes were subtle and mysterious. It was indeed worthy of being said.
One of the four wonders of the Imperial Territory.
The two sides were six or seven feet apart, attacking and attacking. Unknowingly, they had fought sixteen or eight moves, and Zhu Yeqing's face gradually became solemn and nervous.
After seven or eight more moves, all the essential changes of Zhu Ye Qing's Arhat's Eighteen Fingers had been used, but still to no avail. At this moment, she had to use it all over again, so her expression became more solemn and nervous.
Her fingering was getting slower and slower, and she would only point out one finger almost every once in a while. However, Huang Jin did not take the opportunity to attack, as if she was extremely afraid of her amazing fingering skills.
Zhu Yeqing performed the fingering technique all over again. After tapping out six or seven fingers, he realized that his inner strength had been consumed a lot, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
The power of the yellow scarf's palm became stronger and stronger. At this time, in addition to blocking her finger power, the remaining power was still not weakened. It often hit her, forcing her to take a step back to dissipate the opponent's extraordinarily strong internal energy.
After a few more attacks, she had already taken five or six steps back.
Zhuye Qing secretly thought: "If I fight like this, if my skills are not good enough, he will eventually be knocked away and he will rush past me. Why don't I take advantage of the opportunity to fight now, gather all my skills, and rely on my master's mental skills to fight with him?"
Fight to the death..."
With this thought, there was a loud whistle, and she fired several fingers in succession, forcing the opponent to move sideways. Then she rushed forward, clapped her palms and flicked her fingers, using the martial arts moves taught by Master Shen Nigain, and quickly attacked
.
Huang Jin had a slight sneer on his face, while sealing and attacking, he said: "I didn't expect that I haven't met a rising martial arts talent in decades, but today I met two in a row. You can't..."
He suddenly struck back with a strike, and after a few palms, he suddenly struck out with a palm strike, and with a "trembling" sound, the bamboo leaves were shaken four to five feet away.
Zhu Yeqing took a deep breath, retreated and then advanced, as fast as lightning, and launched another swift attack.
The expression on Huang Jin's face was slightly stern, and he said: "I will rush over within five moves..."
Zhuye Qing was actually shocked by the opponent's peerless skill, and his blood was boiling, and his true energy was floating. At this moment, he was able to speak.
I saw the yellow scarf suddenly inhaled, and his stature suddenly grew by an inch. He deflected her moves with one hand, and then slapped her twice in succession.
The force of these two palms was as heavy as a mountain, and the sound they made was like a surging wave. The sound was so powerful that it was incomparable, forcing Zhu Yeqing to jump away in a hurry.
The yellow scarf stretched out his arm and waved his palm back, and an extremely powerful potential came out of his palm.
Supporting the figure of the nun in the middle, she flew a few feet away along with the momentum.
Zhu Yeqing hurriedly poured out her true energy, hit a heavy drop, and immediately stopped motionless as soon as her feet touched the ground. But at this time, she had already moved a few feet sideways, and the door was wide open, making it difficult to stop the opponent from running towards her...
She gathered all her strength and pointed from a distance. Huang Jin's footsteps were stifled and she could not run past immediately.
"Huang Jin, step back." Lei Pili put down Xue in his arms.
Xue's lips were pitch black, and she could no longer call him "Master" again.
Huangjin wanted to use this to kill Zhuyeqing, and said: "Master Lei, you are injured now. I think we can kill them with our combined strength."
Lei Pili's eyes were extremely cold: "I tell you to step back."
Even Huang Jin, a figure with excellent martial arts skills, shuddered under Lei Pili's death-like gaze.
The thunderbolt at this moment was like a god of death, full of terror.
Huangjin smiled: "Okay, I'll step back."
Lei Pili's eyes turned red: "Zhuyeqing, Meng Xiaoan, I want you two to die miserably."
Meng Xiaoan knew that the furious Thunderbolt would definitely explode with all his momentum, but at this moment it was impossible for them to retreat. Meng Xiaoan came to the front of Zhuyeqing and asked in a low voice: "How are you?
"Zhuye Qing said: "I can't die." Meng Xiaoan turned around and glanced at the Lion King: "What about you?" The Lion King recovered part of his inner strength after a short rest. He still underestimated Lei Pili, low.
"We may not be able to kill Thunderbolt tonight." Zhuyeqing said confidently: "We can't kill him, but his reaction ability should decline in half an hour. How can Zhuyeqing's poison be washed away so easily?" Meng said.
Xiao An said: "The problem is that we are afraid that we will die before that time." The Lion King said: "We'd better call people up first to resist Thunderbolt and Yellow Turban. As soon as the time passes, we will kill Lei."
Thunderbolt." Meng Xiao'an said: "Lion King, is there someone below you?" The Lion King showed a smile: "Aren't you the same." They looked at each other and laughed. Originally, he wanted to kill Thunderbolt and then call someone to come up and kill him.
Each other, now that thunderbolts can't kill them, they have to kill people first. The Lion King blew a loud whistle, and only heard the sound of neat footsteps. The Lion King said: "All of my confidants, there are two hundred of them."
, what about you?" Meng Xiaoan: "Five hundred." Meng Xiaoan also whistled. Now he must hold down Lei Pili and Huang Jin before killing them. In an instant, five hundred men came up with sharp machetes in their hands.
, everyone looked at Lei Pili and Huang Jin with eager eyes.
Huang Jin, who was extremely courageous, was slightly frightened at this moment and said: "Master Lei, we'd better leave first."
Lei Pili seemed to be unable to see that group of people, and said: "I said, I will kill them."
Huang Jin said calmly: "Do you think you can kill so many of them?"
Lei Pili said: "Okay."
After Lei Pili finished speaking, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand and came to the front of a row of people with a whoosh.
"Kill the thunderbolt." The Lion King said loudly.