Cheng Sanwu had been holding back his anger for a long time. Seeing that Gui Yatou was rescued safely, he was finally able to let go of his restraints and fight to his heart's content.
When leaving Linlang Garden, Cheng Sanwu specially brought a bow and arrows, and Hu Luzhong was filled with thirty arrows. At this moment, he was standing on the wall of the courtyard, firing his bow one after another. With the sound of the sky breaking, several thieves jumped on the roof.
He was shot one after another, rolled to the ground with the tiles, and was no longer heard.
After three arrows, no one dared to climb up to the roof. Cheng Sanwu jumped lightly and landed on the ground. Without looking, he opened his bow and shot to the left. A bandit who had just rushed out of the door was hit by an arrow directly in the eye, and the arrow cluster was almost
The back of his head was exposed, and he fell down.
At this time, chaos immediately broke out inside Jinguang Temple. The bandits in Yunting Village were too lazy to care about the monks anymore, and gathered in the direction of Cheng Sanwu with weapons in hand.
Although Jinguang Temple is a Buddhist temple in the countryside, it occupies a large area, with a three-pronged layout, and rows of meditation rooms and cloisters on both sides. In order for the monks to meditate quietly without being disturbed, they set up door partitions everywhere, which is suitable for guerrillas. Cheng Sanwu
He took advantage of the corner of the house wall to take cover and shot the approaching bandits one by one.
The thieves who stayed in the temple heard the sound of vibrating strings like thunderbolts, and knew that the enemy's bow skills were very powerful, so they did not dare to take the risk to kill them. They looked at each other and several of them quietly climbed over the wall.
Several thieves walked around to the other side. They saw Cheng Sanwu concentrate on drawing his bow, and slowly approached with gentle steps. When he raised his sword to kill, Cheng Sanwu suddenly turned around and knelt down, and shot an arrow through the thieves' throat.
The anger in Cheng Sanwu's heart grew stronger and stronger. He immediately put down his bow and drew his sword, and raised it at an angle. The bandits were unable to withstand the rapid attack and were disemboweled directly, screaming in pain.
"Come on, come on! That man is in the east courtyard aisle!" At this time, the thieves heard the shouts of the thin monkey and surrounded them with weapons. No one paid attention to the loud shouts that penetrated several layers of courtyard walls.
"Just in time."
Cheng Sanwu swung his sword and chopped off the head of a bandit. Blood splattered all over his clothes and face. He turned back to look at the thieves and said in a deep voice:
"Save me the trouble of chasing you everywhere!"
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The iron-hooked rod hit him head-on, and Su Wangting instinctively ducked sideways. Although he was protected by magic at the moment and was not afraid of ordinary weapons, his years of habit and experience had not been lost. Su Wangting took the opportunity to raise his palm to push away the enemy's elbow and arm, exposing his empty door.
Another palm is launched brazenly.
When the iron palm exerts force, it feels as if it is hitting several layers of thick leather. If it is forced in a few inches, it will be difficult to achieve success, and the bandits will also take advantage of the opportunity to retreat.
"It's different!" Su Wangting was slightly startled, and then he received a heavy kick from his vest. His body swayed slightly, but he was unbalanced and staggered. He swept out a palm with his backhand, but the attacker retreated with one blow, and the iron palm fell into the air.
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Su Wangting looked around at the four bandits who besieged him, secretly thinking that the situation was not good.
These four thieves are tall, short, fat and thin, with different appearances. It is unknown which external martial arts they have practiced. Some have thick skin like leather, some are as fat as pulp, some are like sinews, some are as light as feathers, and some are as light as iron palms.
Even though he is strong and powerful, he cannot easily kill his opponent.
In addition, these four thieves cooperated closely and besieged Su Wangting alone. Even if he had magic protection, he still felt that he was alone.
"It's really a step back." Su Wangting sighed secretly in his heart. If it were ten years ago, when his palm power and sensory reactions were at their peak, facing these four people, not to mention a sure chance of victory, he would at least be able to kill them with injuries and quickly kill them.
The two of them will not be so trapped.
Suddenly there was a burst of lightning and thunder in the distance, and Su Wangting couldn't help but secretly worry about Changqing. He also realized at this time that the head of Yunting Village had made a sudden attack, and the real purpose was to lure Changqing to show up. If he could kill him first,
With the magician lurking aside, the master will no longer have to worry about anything.
While Su Wangting was thinking, the four bandits attacked again, denying him any chance to breathe.
Looking back at Evergreen, the current situation is not optimistic.
The master has practiced evil skills such as the "Ghoul Blood Wheel". Although he does not have the ability to send out the gang energy, he cannot easily break Changqing's protective spell. However, his body is strong and his body skills are extremely fast. Whenever Changqing
When I tried to cast a spell, I was disrupted by his fierce attack like a storm, and I couldn't move my luck.
Spells are not like martial arts moves. You can cast them at will after you become familiar with them. The more advanced the spell, the more profound the changes in Qi, and the more mysterious the use of spiritual consciousness. Those powerful spells that can make wind and rain often require praying for many days. As for all kinds of
Dharma objects and rituals are even more indispensable.
Even for an expert from a foreign land such as Angutina, if he wants to activate the Tianchi barrier, the arrangements before and after will take at least several years, and it is impossible to succeed in one fell swoop.
And Changqing has been working hard on refining Qi for many years, so he still cannot neglect the use of Divine Qi when casting spells.
Finally seizing the opportunity, he mobilized his true energy and connected with the Tiangang, intending to drive thunder and lightning. Unexpectedly, the master seemed to have a foresight. He ducked and avoided a massacre that could kill more than ten people, and let the thunder and lightning come towards him.
Blast out where there is no one.
"Not bad, not bad, really good! Hahaha——"
The leader of Yunting Village laughed wildly. At this moment, blood gleamed all over his body, and he ran quickly on the snow, like a blood shadow, his direction changed left and right. Chang Qing's naked eye could not catch up with his speed.
In fact, at the beginning of the fight with Chang Qing, the master himself was also wary. He had also seen the abilities of the magicians, and was afraid that the other party would have some unpredictable means.
But for some reason, when he activated the "Nagi Blood Wheel" to the extreme, he could vaguely see the brilliance flowing around Changqing's body. Even the moment before the spell was cast, the master could vaguely sense the power of the spell.
, making his hair stand on end, he jumped away as vigorously as a civet cat, avoiding fatal thunder and lightning.
The master laughed so much, not only because he was amazed at Changqing's magical abilities, but also because his martial arts realm seemed to have reached a higher level. This kind of prejudgment spells and the ability to discern qi movement may be the reason for "The Blood of the Blood"
"Wheel" gives yourself extraordinary powers.
With this in mind, the master has no doubts about this technique. So what about evil techniques? As long as you can make yourself stronger, you can even eat the heart and liver of your own children!
Before the laughter stopped, the headmaster once again approached Chang Qing and waved his fists and palms, like waves in the sea, in an endless chain. His words and words did not hinder his luck at all: "I thought you who practice Taoism and Buddhism,
They are all weak, I never thought they would be beaten like this!"
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Chang Qing also has the Iron Clothes Unexplainable Technique, and he specially used the spiritual spring water of Taihua Mountain to blend the cinnabar and draw the magical talisman. The effectiveness is even better than before. It is equivalent to wearing three layers of iron armor. The strength of ordinary fists and feet cannot be hurt by swords and weapons.
myself.
But even so, Chang Qing was still dizzy from being beaten by the master at this moment. He had no time to spare and could not even utter a word. He tried his best to increase his luck and energy, and was about to use his magic power again when he saw the master poking with both fingers.
Eyes, the blood glow condenses like a sharp edge.
Seeing this attack, Chang Qing was startled into a cold sweat. He crouched slightly and raised his arms to block the attack. The master instantly changed his move, grabbed Chang Qing's wrist with his claws, stretched it out in front of him, and at the same time raised his foot to kick the opponent's waist.
Ribs, two opposite forces, trying to tear Changqing's arm off.
However, the headmaster felt that he was pulling on a solid iron pillar and could not separate it from the torso. He could not even dislocate it. He cursed secretly that the spell was difficult to solve. He was very angry and immediately threw Changqing away, causing it to fall apart.
It hit the trunk of a nearby tree hard, causing snow to fall from the branches.
Changqing groaned. Although he was not injured, the energy in his body was still in chaos. He needed to adjust his breath a little before he could continue to cast spells.
But the boss obviously wouldn't give him this chance. He stepped forward to attack, and hit his knee hard like a siege cone.
Changqing rolled to the ground to dodge, only to hear a click, and the master flew forward and hit his knees, directly breaking the trees. But he did not pause at all. He twisted his waist and raised his arms, and flexed his five fingers and claws down, streaking bloody air in the night sky.
Mang, forcing Changqing to roll around in embarrassment.
Just as his five fingers were about to fall off his head, he suddenly saw a flash of cold light and blood flying into the sky. The leader suddenly jumped away, glanced at his left arm, and saw a deep bone scar. Then he looked at Changqing and saw that he was holding a jade in his hand.
He stood up slowly with a windlass-handled sword, and the blade was not stained with blood.
"What a little bastard, are you deliberately hiding your tricks just to play tricks on your grandpa right now?" When the boss said this, he quickly used the "Naked Blood Wheel". The wound on his arm was slightly itchy, and the bleeding stopped immediately without acupuncture.
, the wound is also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is also one of the functions of the "Nasa Blood Wheel". Refining living flesh and blood is not only used to nourish the muscles and bones, but also to store the flesh and blood in key points everywhere to play a role when injured. As long as it is not beheading or amputating limbs.
With such huge losses, the big bosses are sure to recover quickly.
Chang Qing seized this short opportunity to adjust his breath and breathe out. He also noticed that the boss's injuries were gradually healing, and he could not hide his surprise.
It is unheard of for such evil martial arts to last forever, but he judged that this self-healing ability must be caused by the activation of potential and cannot last long.
If the beast can be seriously injured in an instant, no matter how powerful the evil technique is, it will still be of no use.
It's just that Chang Qing's swordsmanship is mediocre. This is the first time he has faced a strong enemy who is fighting him in close combat. Gein was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back. He gave up his spells in a hurry, drew his sword and swept away, unintentionally using "Guan Guan".
The move "Moon Flowing Rainbow" was lucky enough to injure the boss.
At this moment, Chang Qing understood that what Cheng Sanwu said at the beginning was not unreasonable. On the battlefield, courage and courage are the key. He was frightened by this fierce thieves and didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
"What kind of smell is this?" The boss sniffed and showed a scary smile: "I understand, this is the smell of fear. It turns out that people like you are also afraid."
Chang Qing frowned, and the master flew towards him without any warning. The sword moved slightly, and just scratched the opponent's cheek. He received a heavy punch in the chest and abdomen. The force was so strong that through the iron armor, he could not understand it.
He was beaten so hard that his feet were lifted off the ground, and the snow behind him was blown away by the aftermath of the punch.
"It seems..." Changqing fell to the ground, breathing hard. The sword in his hand was kicked away by the master, and the hand holding the sword was firmly stepped on by him: "... As long as the inner strength is concentrated enough, you can still hurt
It’s so cute.”
It was the first time that Chang Qing felt such a defeat. At that time in the Western Region, he was able to convince himself that it was all because of An Quti's magical attainments. It was not a shame to lose to such an expert.
But this time, when he faced a bandit, the magic he was proud of could only barely save his life, but it was not enough to defeat the enemy, and he was even reduced to being stepped on by the opponent.
The headmaster looked at the humiliated look on Chang Qing's face due to the defeat, and he felt really happy: "What a cultivator, it turns out that he is nothing more than that. I used to be too cautious."
The big boss was thinking about how to torture this little bastard and make him die of pain, but the thin monkey called from behind: "Big boss, it's not good! The doll has been snatched away!"
"Huh?" The headmaster raised his brows, and just when he turned to look at the Jinguang Temple, he saw a figure hiding in an arrogant shape, leaping bloody over the courtyard wall. The thin monkey screamed at the sight, and hurriedly avoided it by rolling and crawling.
The visitor was none other than Cheng Sanwu. He had just killed all the bandits in the temple and rushed out to rescue Su Wangting and Changqing.
Cheng Sanwu's figure did not pause at all, he jumped several times, landed in the snow, like a tiger descending the mountain, and took the lead towards Su Wangting, who was closer.
The four thieves who besieged Su Wangting were all masters of the "Naked Blood Wheel" taught by their master. When they saw Cheng Sanwu's attack, they showed no signs of timidity on their faces. They each activated their incomplete skills to improve their energy, just like beasts.
The group makes a commotion, intending to compete with the tiger.
"Seeking death!"
Cheng Sanwu roared angrily, and Su Wangting noticed it and stepped aside first.
The four thieves were about to stop them, but they felt the swords in front of them were shining like drills, and the wind of fists hit their faces. The power was unstoppable. Either their arms were cut off with a knife, or their ribs were broken by heavy punches. None of the four thieves was Cheng Sanwuyi.
He's enemy couldn't even stop him for a moment. They were all injured and flew away, looking up to the sky and vomiting red.
As soon as Cheng Sanwu appeared, the boss knew that this person was someone special, but he was still shocked by how powerful this person was. He immediately picked up Chang Qing, treated him like a ball, and kicked him towards Cheng Sanwu.
Changqing groaned, and while he was still in the air, Cheng Sanwu grabbed him by the collar and dropped him to the ground.
"Be careful!" Changqing raised her eyes and shouted as soon as her feet landed on the ground.
However, it was too late for him to speak. The master seized the opportunity, kicked off the ground and flew forward, punching Sanwu's heart with all his strength, causing snow to fly all around, forcing him to move back more than two feet, dragging his long legs with him.
Qing Yi retreated together.
The boss grinned, and was about to feel happy about his quick wit, but he saw that Cheng Sanwu was still standing upright and motionless, his expression did not change at all, and he still had enough energy to push Changqing away.
"Afu has rescued Gui Yatou." Cheng Sanwu's breath was as usual.
Changqing was surprised when he heard this: "Really?"
Cheng Sanwu saw Su Wangting running towards him and said in a deep voice: "You guys go to the agreed place to meet... and take the car away."
Su Wangting nodded solemnly, without asking any questions, and immediately drove away in a carriage. After all, there was Linlangyuan's one hundred thousand treasure in the carriage. Changqing looked at the gloomy and ugly headmaster not far away, and whispered: "You want
Be careful, the evil skills this guy practices have the ability to heal himself, and he is a first-rate master in his hands, eyes, and body."
"I know, you can go too." Cheng Sanwu had no expression on his face, but he actually shook off the blood on the knife and put it back in its sheath.
"You have to be careful." Changqing felt warm in his heart. He had just been defeated by the bandits. If Cheng Sanwu hadn't come to his rescue in time, he might have been on the verge of death.
For some reason, as soon as Cheng Sanwu appeared, victory seemed to have been established. Changqing didn't know how this unreasonable idea came to him.
Picking up the fallen sword, Changqing and Su Wangting hurried away together, disappearing into the snowy night in the blink of an eye.
"What? Are you scared out of your wits?" Cheng Sanwu looked at the head of Yunting Village and raised his hand to rub his chest and heart: "The punch just now was indeed heavy enough, I almost couldn't bear it."
The headmaster glared angrily and gnashed his teeth. The flow of energy and blood under his skin became more and more intense. His already tall and strong body became tense again. In the snowy night, the naked eye could see traces of hot air and blood glowing out. Even against Changqing, he could not resist
Never before has "Nagi Blood Wheel" been pushed to such a limit-breaking level.
However, the boss knows very well that the person in front of him is so powerful that it is beyond imagination, and even a hundred thousand treasures are not a concern. Only by killing this person can there be a chance of survival!