As expected, the swordsman did not dare to fight Zhuang Wudao with his life, and cursed loudly: "Wang Ba, you bastard, I will kill you first!"
When the words came out, he retracted his sword to block at the same time and blocked it in front of him. However, Zhuang Wudao had already changed his fist position and used another big move to smash the monument!
The sound of huge vibrations suddenly resounded through the streets. Under the slap of the hand that smashed the monument, the long sword that already had the magic weapon of the second floor was slapped hard by Zhuang Wudao's palm.
Broken! Scattered into hundreds of pieces, scattered everywhere.
The swordsman also staggered back a few steps and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with minced meat. It was obvious that his internal organs were injured by the shock.
There was a mixture of fear and horror in his eyes, and most of his fighting spirit had subsided, leaving him with a hint of twinkling.
"Let me come here! Please help me with the three of you!"
The sound sounded without warning, just about two feet away from Zhuang Wudao. It was so low and harsh that it was impossible to tell where it really came from.
The Qi-training realm swordsman suddenly looked happy, abandoned the broken blade in his hand, picked up an abandoned stainless steel sword from the ground, and then rubbed it up again,
Zhuang Wudao also raised his eyebrows slightly. The person who spoke just now had no idea when he arrived at his side. He silently sneaked to two feet away from him, but he didn't notice it at all!
He turned his head to look, but there was no one there. Instead, there was a sharp wind that pierced his left ear. It should have been a dagger, it was extremely sharp.
The horizontal training method is not omnipotent. For example, the ears, nose, eyes, and crotch have always been extremely difficult to exert force. Naturally, it is impossible to truly practice the sword without being hurt. Even the Niu Mo Yuan Ba Ti, which is listed as the ultimate external skill, is no exception.
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If this dagger is stabbed, it will directly penetrate Zhuang Wudao's brain!
Zhuang Wudao subconsciously put a hand out of his ear, but the strong wind then disappeared. Then it came from the back of the neck. This was not a flaw in Niu Moyuan's hegemonic body, but once it was attacked by the giant true essence
The impact into the key points of the cervical cord can cause him to lose control of his body and limbs in a short period of time and fall into paralysis.
But when Zhuang Wudao ducked out of the way, the dagger slashed towards his heel again.
Several consecutive blows were directed at his vital points that must be saved. However, after several breaths passed, Zhuang Wudao didn't even know what this person looked like.
This person's strength is only six oxen at most, which is not even as good as many marrow-training monks. However, his speed is incredibly fast, three to four times greater than that of ordinary Qi-training monks.
At this time, the Qi-training realm swordsman and Wang Ba also got entangled again, and they refused to give Zhuang Wudao a chance to fight for strength. They just fought endlessly. Coupled with the spells he used from time to time, Zhuang Wudao was like
The trapped beast seemed to be trapped in a cage, and it was extremely uncomfortable. After a hundred breaths, it could not move even one step forward! Not only could it not move, but the situation was even more dangerous. It took a few close calls and stabbed the dagger from behind.
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"Zhuang Wudao, you idiot, Zhu Nao! Half of their people are already dead. Why don't you leave now and wait for death here? If you want to kill that Feng San, the worst I can do is help you afterwards. Just say it."
Take his head! You bastard, if you die today, who will accompany me to give me the Blood Essence Pill?"
A sweet voice with a hint of anxiety reached Zhuang Wudao's ears. Without looking, Zhuang Wudao knew that this must be Beitang Wan'er. It came from above, at least thirty feet high in the sky.
Zhuang Wudao remained unmoved, and did not even look up. At this time, he was surrounded by four Qi-training realms, but surprisingly he felt a little stuffy and impatient in his chest, and his mind became calm and condensed.
.Only the fighting spirit remains high and burning!
The bone marrow all over his body was itching and the surging Qi and blood seemed to contain something that could break out of the cocoon at any time. Under the left rib, there was gradually an emptiness, as if there was a bottomless abyss sucking away.
Holding everything.
Zhuang Wudao was slightly aware of this, but he ignored it and completely forgot himself.
How could the fact that Feng San died under his own hands today have the same meaning as the fact that he was liquidated and claimed by the Beitang family afterwards?
He has regarded this battle as his whetstone, and the feeling in his heart has become increasingly clear. As long as he kills Feng San, he may take a crucial step in both his cultivation and martial arts!
At this time, being joined by these four Qi practitioners, although he was trapped in it and unable to escape, it made him understand the three sets of boxing techniques he had mastered more deeply. Not only the application of those boxing frames, but also the
There are inherent martial arts essentials.
Many "Yun'er" have told him about it, but they have never experienced it personally. Although Zhuang Wudao has firmly kept it in mind, he himself has only a half-understanding and does not understand it clearly. They all know its general outline, but they cannot understand its samadhi.
At this moment, when he kept trying to solve the dilemma, these memories gradually came to life and were constantly integrated into his own boxing skills. Zhuang Wudao gained something from almost every fight with these three people.
Especially the set of Liuhe Xingyi, this set of punches that go straight forward, imitating the shape of the eight beasts, fierce and strong, like thunder and thunder, Zhuang Wudao's understanding is particularly profound.
Although Zhuang Wudao was in danger, he seemed to be in danger, and his situation was quietly improving. None of the three people dared to confront him head-on. Instead, he relied on the power of the elixir, and his strength began to gradually slow down. On the contrary, Wang
Ba and the swordsman's eyes gradually became anxious.
Half an hour is approaching, and more than three quarters have passed. If Zhuang Wudao is still not captured by then, then it will be in vain. The fight at this time will also be meaningless.
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If the delay is too long, people from the Beitang family will arrive, or they will be chased and killed by Zhuang Wudao. Except for the one who is holding a dagger and has an unpredictable figure, most of them will not be there.
A way out.
There was a hint of coldness on the corner of Zhuang Wudao's lips. He was just waiting until these three people were impatient and made mistakes. Just one mistake was enough!
Even Beitang Wan'er, who was standing on the white eagle in the air, gradually got some clues. She stopped making any sound, so as not to disturb Zhuang Wudao's mind.
The four of them were fighting in close quarters, and strong winds were everywhere. Many of the soldiers around were unable to get close and did not dare to approach.
Everyone knows that the power of Zhuang Wudao's fleshy palms can split mountains and rocks, and cannot be used to force them. The three people fighting with him at this time all moved based on their body skills to avoid direct confrontation. If they surrounded him at this time, not only could they not help
If you are too busy, it will be an obstacle for the three of you.
Feng San, who was at the end of the alley, had an ashen complexion and a fierce look in his eyes. Quietly, he took an eight-foot long bow from the attendant on the side. He placed a two-foot-long wolf-toothed iron arrow on it.
on the bowstring.
Zhuang Wudao only felt a stab in his heart, and then he heard the sound of a sharp whistle. An arrow shadow appeared in front of him, and it was incredibly fast. Zhuang Wudao didn't even think about it, he just dodged sideways. The arrow almost passed by, and it hit him.
A whole piece of the iron armor on his shoulder was torn apart. Even the silver inner armor had a white scratch. There was even more cunning real energy that penetrated into the body.
Although it was immediately expelled by the strong blood energy in his body, it was not a serious problem. However, it also made the movement of his right arm stiff, and he was almost stabbed by the dagger.
"Shoot the mountain bow!"
Zhuang Wudao's pupils shrank sharply. The so-called "Sheshan Bow" was not the name of the bow, but a kind of bow technique that was popular among the military. It was also a top-notch external skill, which was extremely impressive.
Those who learn this bow need to practice it before the age of twelve, and draw the bow in a special posture every day. They do not demand accuracy, but only seek strength. From one stone bow to ten stone bow, from one ox to ten ox. After getting started, one arrow can be
Can kill a giant elephant!
He is the most highly regarded in the army, just because he lines up and fights on the battlefield. If he shoots an arrow, he will miss nine times out of ten.
However, this Feng San's arrows are not only extremely powerful, but also extremely accurate! His eyesight is also extremely good. Although the arrow just missed him, it completely ruined his long-planned counterattack.
"He is indeed a member of the Northern Army!"
Zhuang Wudao thought secretly, after that Feng Sanyi arrow, he stopped shooting arrows. He only half-opened his bow and pointed this way.
However, it is precisely this that Zhuang Wudao needs to use most of his mind to defend himself. If he is hit by such an arrow, even if he has the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body, he may not be able to bear it.
The situation is a bit tricky, but is Feng San really a little anxious?
The unknown swordsman in the qi training realm also deliberately stabbed his mind with words at this time: "You dare to be distracted? Today is the moment when you, Zhuang Wudao, will die! But in the marrow training realm, you can master three top external skills,
Such a great talent, what a pity! Haha, watch your left ear!"
The sharp wind brought by the dagger struck from under his left armpit. This man's movement was really incredibly fast. He looked in front of him, but suddenly he was behind him. He was erratic, like the wind, and elusive.
However, after nearly half a quarter of an hour of continuous fighting, Zhuang Wudao gradually calmed down. Although this person was becoming more and more skilled in cooperation with Wang Ba and the swordsman, at this time, he was against some of the Liuhe Xingyi Fist.
I also gradually gained understanding of the boxing techniques that favor small and quick movements.
The only thing I remember is that someone is hiding in the distance and using magic. I don’t know which Qi-training monk it is. Even within the Thunder Dragon Gang, there are not many people who can use magic. Could it be that person who once
Mr. Mo Da, who killed the monks in the third level of the Qi Realm in the street?
If it was this person, it would be troublesome.
The ground suddenly cracked open again, and dozens of mud claws caught Zhuang Wudao off guard, trapping his feet again.
The swordsman's eyes immediately flashed with light, and he shouted loudly: "Wang Ba!"
As soon as he lifted the shadow of the knife, it immediately went from bottom to top, straight towards Zhuang Wudao's waist. Wang Ba also understood immediately, knowing that time was running out, and no longer thought of holding back. He swung his short body and struck Zhuang Wudao with a sharp hammer.
Innocent knees.
Even the man holding the dagger sped up. The dagger stabbed Zhuang Wudao in the right eye without making any sound.
At the same time, Feng San's wolf-toothed iron arrow also struck from the front. The five of them worked together and cooperated so skillfully that they couldn't find any gaps.
Zhuang Wudao also knew that this was the most critical moment, so he let out a muffled groan. He suddenly took a step back and stretched out his fists.