Chapter 1221 1221: Young people don’t respect martial ethics (Part 2) [Please vote for me]
Sometimes, Gong Xiqiu also wanted to report to the government.
"Can the inner demon be burned too?"
He almost let out a high-pitched crackle.
No wonder he had such a big reaction.
Inner demons are like lingering ghosts, they are everywhere and they do not show up on weekdays. Once a warrior falls into a low mood or reaches a bottleneck in his practice, he will quietly come out, like maggots attached to his bones. Which warrior is brave enough?
How can you not be entangled by a few inner demons in your life? Parents, relatives, and friends will not accompany a warrior throughout his life, but inner demons will, and even those with a clear mind like Gong Xiqiu cannot avoid it.
He was almost killed by his inner demons several times!
This results in brave warriors having a strong heart.
Because once there is a gap in the soul, the inner demon will take advantage of it. At the least, it may fail to break through and cause internal injuries, or at worst, the demon will lose control and be unable to move forward for the rest of his life. There are very few unlucky ghosts who will die and disappear.
Gong Xiqiu felt that his brain was a little insufficient: "...But the inner demon, to put it bluntly, isn't it just a bump in the heart?"
Maybe it was a lifelong regret, or maybe it was an enemy who brought a huge psychological shadow to me... Looking back on the midnight dream, I feel unhappy and depressed. How can this thing be burned?
Gong Xiqiu couldn't imagine it.
Jimo Qiu said: "Of course it can be burned."
Gong Xiqiu: "..."
Jimo Qiu's answer was somewhat abstract: "Even inner demons are not truly intangible things, they are naturally dependent."
"Breathing fire can burn away the inner demons. I can't even imagine how popular I will become if this news spreads... Warriors all over the world will flock to me." Looking at the stalwart figure who stepped through the sea of fire.
On the body, Gong Xiqiu felt a dull pain from a dragon's tooth, "I was able to grind my teeth with his knife just now, but now I feel that his knife can break my teeth."
This is no exaggeration at all.
The aura of the medicine collector is so different that he looks like two different people!
Jimo Qiu gave Gong Xiqiu a useless reassurance: "Don't worry, it won't be completely burned. This is only temporary."
The inner demon is "qi", and the mental blockage is "core".
This "qi" comes from one's own mental blockage.
As long as the "core" of the heart barrier is still there, the "core" will continue to produce "inner demon energy" and continue to entangle the warrior. Gong Xiqiu's fire treats the symptoms but not the root cause. After this period of excitement, the medicine collector will
Back to the original state, even lower.
Mental barriers can only be broken through by the warrior himself.
The medicine collector is so obsessed with it that he may not be able to get rid of his inner demons.
"It's temporary for him, but it's a matter of life and death for us brothers." Who knows how long the excitement of the medicine collector can last! Even if you don't fall behind, don't forget that there is still a jackal underneath.
One side is watching eagerly.
Qi Cang will not miss the opportunity to eliminate his powerful enemy.
Gong Xiqiu smiled bloodthirstyly: "But this is the fun!"
If the herb collector had just been the afterglow of dusk when the sun was setting in the west, and the hero was no longer energetic in his old age, what he saw in front of him was the blazing midday sun, so bright that people dared not raise their eyes to look directly at it! His momentum was getting higher and higher, and he would be gone in just a few breaths.
Doubled several times!
He felt the long-lost death threat from the medicine collector!
The medicine collector was immersed in the subtle feeling at this moment.
The blood that had been dormant for many years was once again rushing and boiling unbridled, and the Mo Dao in his hand also let out a roar that made the soul tremble... How strange and familiar all this is!
He couldn't remember the last time he was so relaxed and open-minded. His homeland was in ruins, and he was disheartened and retired to the world. Over the years, not only had his spirit been flattened, but he had also lost his spirit, and he had forgotten the feeling of moving forward.
"Old man, I've wronged you!"
The herb collector caressed the blade of the Baigui Mo Dao emotionally. The bright blade reflected his eyes that were quenched by the cold light, just like an evil ghost crawling out of the eighteenth floor of hell. At this moment, the tattoos on the blade of the sword also seemed to be celebrating.
When the ghost master returned, a shrill and ferocious laugh erupted from each of his mouths. Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew, and an astonishing cold air filled the sky and the earth, forcing back the fireworks that had entangled the herb gatherer for a time.
Mo Dao made a low hum, as if in response.
"Okay, okay -"
In excitement, the medicine collector said hello three times.
"Old man, we will find the best whetstone for you today!" A Mo Dao needs to see blood to be sharp. What whetstone is more suitable than the head of a strong man? The medicine collector got
The answer was, looking at Brother Gongxi Qiu with a sneer, "Grace is kindness, hatred is hatred. If you help me return to the top, I can fulfill one of your requests. For example, keep a complete body!"
The surging murderous intent rushed directly towards Gong Xiqiu.
The wind blows and the dragon's beards fly messily.
Gongxi Qiu's huge dragon body stepped back.
"Are you afraid? It's too late!" The herb collector didn't notice that Jimo Qiu had put away his armor - this action was equivalent to raising the flag to surrender in a martial arts competition - but he didn't care. He wanted to show weakness.
Surrender? The herb collector won’t agree!
"Afraid? No -" Gong Xiqiu suddenly burst into wanton laughter. The dragon's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and the dark green light emitted was sharp and narrow. He moved the dragon's claw suspended above Jimo Qiu's head, and a steady stream of divine power poured into his meridians.
, as the divine power flows through, pieces of brand new dragon scales replace the original snake scales, "I just want to open the eyes of this old thing like you!"
The already huge body grew at the sight of the wind, nearly doubling in size in an instant, almost covering half of the sky in the royal capital! The snake scales completely disappeared, and the horns on top of its head turned into a pair of shining dragon horns.
Medicine collector: "..."
Without Gong Xiqiu's physical demonstration, he had already opened his eyes, because Gong Xiqiu's martial courage totem state could not be achieved even by a brave warrior who had just broken through the twentieth level of Chehou.
It once gave him a subtle sense of oppression.
"Real dragon? What a pity, I am here to slay dragons!"
All the medicine collector's attention was attracted by Gong Xiqiu, and he naturally ignored Jimo Qiu who was "raising the white flag". The latter suddenly made a move, held out the wooden stick in his hand, and uttered an ancient and low prayer in his mouth, as if it came from the ancient world.
respond.
Intuition tells Gongyang Yongye that Jimo Qiu is holding back bad news!
Without thinking, he immediately chose to wield the sword with Qi, aiming directly at Gongxi Qiu's face. Gongxi Qiu breathed out dragon's breath, flicked his tail to catch the sword, and at the same time, he pressed his left paw weakly, using a protective posture to bring Jimo Qiu into his safety.
Range. The moment the dragon's tail touched the shadow of the knife, he realized that the opponent's blow was just gold and jade, just superficial!
The real killer move lies elsewhere!
Gong Xiqiu suddenly came back to his senses, and strong murderous intent came from above.
The long bow in the hand of the medicine collector shot out thousands of arrows, covering almost every dragon scale on the dragon's body. Gong Xiqiu impatiently swept down a large area, but there were still a small number of fish that escaped the net. The arrows were accompanied by countless wind blades, and every arrow
It’s all Ling Chi who spent 3,600 knives at a time!
However, the defense of dragon scales is astonishing. When arrows collide with them, countless sparks will fly out, but no gap will be left. When the dense tinkling sound is extinguished and the sparks dissipate, the dragon scales will still be able to detect people with their light!
"Are you competing with me in arrows?"
Gong Xiqiu gets irritated when he sees others playing with arrows. Mama once told him that this emotion of his is called - he is most annoyed when others pretend to be king in front of the field he is best at! He will hit anyone who comes!
As for what Bking is?
He seems to be a king with absolute dominance in a certain field!
Mama also gave him an inappropriate example: [For example, you shoot arrows, whip and dance with a halberd, Yuanmou’s spear, and the trump card of righteousness.]
Why is it said that the example is inappropriate?
Because Gong Xiqiu considers himself an all-rounder, even in the fields of guns, maces and sticks, he has absolute dominance!
He subconsciously wanted to fight back with the same move. Just as he moved his claws, he suddenly remembered that he was not in human form at the moment. He was also blinded by the posture of the dragon in bending the bow and shooting arrows. In that moment of daze, the herb collector was hiding.
The murderous intention showed its true edge - a few rays of light as thin as an ox hair were mixed in the shadows of thousands of arrows, sliding into the defensive gap against the dragon scales.
They have the same goal——
It was Jimo Qiu who was protected by Gong Xiqiu with his dragon claws!
Although these rays of light are as thin as spider silk, as if they can float far away with a breath, they are actually the power of the herb collector. Gong Xiqiu's dragon claw only scratched the edge and was cut into pieces.
The light intertwined into a cage, surrounding Jimo Qiu. The herb collector moved his knuckles lightly, and the seemingly harmless cage instantly shrank inward! Gong Xiqiu realized that something was wrong, and when he lowered his head to look at the dragon's claw, the dragon's claw
The next eldest brother was cut off Lingchi.
"Brother!"
The pulp of his index finger brushed against the thin mark on his neck that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, but Jimo Qiu did not see that the pulp of his finger was stained with bright red. The light was too sharp and the cutting was too fast. The body had not felt the pain yet, and the limbs had been separated. He looked indifferently.
Looking at the pieces of knuckle meat that fell off one by one, he admired it: "Not bad archery skills!"
At the same time, there was also some pity: "I failed to kill successfully."
Gong Xiqiu's angry dragon roar filled the clouds, and he collided head-on with the sword energy that was carrying hundreds of ghosts hunting. The shadow of the knife sometimes transformed into thousands, and sometimes merged into one, completely covering Gong Xiqiu's body. After all, Gong Xiqiu was not
If you rely on the serious route to transform into a dragon, there must be one or more cover doors. The herb collector is impatient and too lazy to try them one by one. Cast a wide net, and even if you can't find a cover door, you can still give this arrogant young man a hard time.
What a pain. His goal is still Gong Xi Qiu!
As for why you attacked Jimo Qiu first?
Who makes Jimo Qiu look like a supporter?
In a melee, isn't it common sense to get rid of the obstructionist scribes first? Even if the medicine collector hasn't really taken action for decades, I believe common sense is still common to ancient and modern times.
The herbalist's logic is correct.
The problem is——
Sir, times have changed!
Jimo Qiu, who was supposed to die, not only did not die, but instead stood on the dragon's head, making orders in an orderly manner with one hand, chanting sometimes urgently, sometimes slowly. The breath full of vitality blew through the clouds, and instantly turned into a strange crossbow:
"Can shoot continuously."
One of his gains in the old clan land.
Gong Xiqiu: "..."
No, let him shoot the enemy with a crossbow as a dragon?
In his understanding, even the Zhuge Liannu can only fire ten arrows at a time. Although the crossbow made of gas does not require manual replenishment of arrows, it also requires a charging process. The gap between two shots is the enemy's best shot.
Opportunity! What's more important is that the enemy is not a fixed target. Not only can he run and hide, but he can also bully him and crush the crossbow with a slap!
Although he is very reluctant in his words, he is very honest in his actions. He just thinks that he is trying out the power of the new weapon for his eldest brother! If it were not the eldest brother, Gongxi Qiuniao would not take advantage of him if it were another person!
The medicine collector is also a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles and is very familiar with battlefield weapons. He was originally worried that Gong Xiqiu's defense was too shocking. After several rounds of direct interviews, he could not find the weak points of the cover door. He did not expect that this young junior would be captured by his accomplices.
The fool was lame, and it was not a case of siege and hedging, so he actually struggled to load the crossbow.
Hit him with a crossbow?
How is this different from hitting mosquitoes with a rock dump truck?
However, the herb collector soon stopped laughing.
The smile was fixed in a very stiff and awkward arc.
This crossbow, which is about the size of Gongxi Qiulong, does not fire ten arrows at a time, but shoots hundreds of dark green light balls from different angles at once. Each light ball is more than one foot in diameter. It is not accurate to say that the light balls are
, they will be enveloped in an extremely unstable and violent aura. A slight imbalance will detonate the light ball, and the explosions will pull each other, sealing off one space!
What's even worse is that it doesn't look very lethal from the outside.
Only at the moment of detonation did the victim know the secret hidden inside! The herb collector realized something fishy after eating the explosion once, and instantly escaped from the explosion range. Compared with the vastness of the world, the scope of the explosion was so small that it was not worth mentioning.
carry.
"Young people, please accept your fate!"
No one knows the advantages and disadvantages of crossbows better than him, a veteran.
The gap between the two shots is the period of Gongxi Qiu's death!
result--
Thinking that he was waiting for Guan Neihou to go all out, but before the Mo Dao in his hand could be slashed out, a new wave of light balls magnified in front of his eyes. No matter how he moved and dodged, the light balls kept chasing him, without stopping to replenish his energy.
Meaning. What is even more wicked about these light balls is whether the herb collector can hide or not. This density will cause the light balls to collide with each other, and then cause self-destruction.
He has been hiding all over the place, but Gong Xi's hatred has not stopped yet.
There is no intention of exhaustion of martial energy at all.
The herb collector was annoyed and wanted to catch him and kill him. However, Gong Xiqiu had a dragon with a crossbow curled around his tail. He swung his tail and hid very quickly. With the help of Jimo Qiu, he could keep up with him in terms of speed.
Herb Picker is the same, but better in terms of battery life.
Yes, you can spend it if you can't defeat it.
No matter how powerful the Mo Dao is in killing people, what's the use if it can't cut anyone?
That's all, the herb collector also found that his speed was decreasing unknowingly! The sword shadow struck was not as good as a strike!
The muscles of my hands and feet are slightly numb.
The medicine collector's pupils trembled, as if he was thinking of something.
He suddenly accumulated martial energy to disperse the filthy things in the meridians - they were rare in number and had a very low sense of existence. If you didn't observe carefully, you would even think that they were part of the meridians!
Yes, Jimo Qiu was poisoned.
To be precise, it was a poison.
The power of the light ball is not enough to threaten the life of the medicine collector, and it can only blow people up with a quick burst of shots. It is disgusting and disgusting. However, Gong Xiqiu consumes a huge amount of martial energy, and the expenditure is not commensurate with the investment. However, if more are added
A little poison can overturn the result and give the herb collector a big surprise - the explosion will produce a colorless, odorless poison that can paralyze muscles!
"Zhuzi, what a small trick!"
He can completely get rid of this poison in less than two breaths!
It's not harmful, but it's disgusting!
The medicine collector's appreciation for Gong Xiqiu was completely annihilated, and his title changed from "a young man" to a gnashing of teeth "a shuzi"!
"Do you dare to face me in a life-and-death showdown with me?"
Gong Xiqiu just wanted to agree.
After all, it was not his style to go around with a crossbow, and he really wanted to feel the long-lost death threat, but when he thought about his elder brother being beside him, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
The medicine collector couldn't get the answer and said angrily: "You're a coward!"
Accumulate 100% of your strength and kill the dragon with one sword!
The sword energy broke into pieces of explosive air waves, penetrated the clouds and cracked rocks, and the figures of the hundred ghosts twisted into a grimace with red faces and fangs, swallowing up the dragon shadow in one gulp. The medicine collector said with a gloomy face: "Let's get them all into the ghost's belly!"
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I didn’t update yesterday because my family member suffered from high fever due to influenza A. He couldn’t control it with physical cooling and had to be sent to the hospital again. It took two days of infusion to stabilize him_(:з」∠)_
Dad has also had recurring fevers and colds for almost two weeks.
I always feel that if this continues, it will be difficult for Shiitake to retire safely at 65
