Chen Zhong gritted his teeth, his face tensed, and he slowly poured Yuan into the jade talisman he held in his left hand. A trace of golden light came out from the gaps between his fingers, dyeing the entire palm with a golden light that flickered.
With his current level of cultivation, using the Hundred Thorns Golden Talisman needs to be activated in advance. The longer the preparation time, the more powerful it will be.
The two figures in the air were fighting fast, swords, light and fists intertwined. The afterimages were destroyed in the moment they appeared. The two figures circled wider and wider over the town. Wherever they passed, there was a sudden sound of howling and howling below.
The storm was cut off, and the aftermath of the strong wind completely razed the entire town to the ground.
Chen Zhong's entire left hand turned golden, but he couldn't find a chance to make a move.
Sweat rolled down his forehead, blue veins appeared, and blood burst from the injured area. He had now fully activated the Hundred Thorns Golden Talisman. If he didn't fight it out, he would almost lose control.
"Wait a little longer and hold on!"
Ge Xiaoxing was also extremely anxious and sent a message to warn him.
The figures of the two people in the sky changed so quickly that it was dizzying. If one of them didn't wait, it would be a disservice.
The water is as clear as eyes with soreness. When the vision is about to fade, facing the aggressive attack of the man in the bamboo hat, he attacks with a sword and a stab.
The blade of the sword drew a subtle angle in the air, and stabbed along the left fist of the man in the hat, which made a rough and harsh sound as the sword hit the man's left chest.
Her left fist, which had been packed in her sleeve, struck out fiercely.
"Bang", the two fists collided violently in the air, one blow after another. Although it was only one blow, a series of explosions were made. Shui Qingru used the force to withdraw his sword and dodged back in the violent explosion of the waves.
It is true that she is a martial artist. When fighting, she is not stubborn and can take advantage of all favorable conditions.
The hat on the man's head exploded to pieces, revealing a bald head that was barren of grass. He couldn't withstand the sudden punch from the female martial artist, and staggered back more than ten feet involuntarily. Blood flowed from the sword wound on his left chest. Hehe.
He shouted: "My swordsmanship is mediocre, but this boxing technique is quite impressive!"
Chen Zhong, who was below, waved his left hand two miles away to the north, and a golden streak of light flashed in the air.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp", in the next moment, it turned into countless golden arrows, piercing the air and shooting three feet away from the bald man. This sneak attack was timed just right.
Chen Zhong's legs were trembling and he couldn't hold on any longer. He sat down on the ground and stared closely at the bald man.
Although I was confused, the man was clearly a monk, with a scar on his head and a breath that could not be concealed. He was an authentic Buddhist cultivator. Why did he take advantage of the situation to deal with them?
However, in a chaotic place like the Duxian Islands, once there is a fight, even other teams from the Eastern Continent will use all their strength to destroy them first, and wait for the reason for surviving.
The bald man clenched his fists together, and his momentum was like a wave, and the shadow of his fist was like a mountain. "Bang, bang, bang," there was a series of explosions.
Golden light splashed in the night sky and rain fell, but the man still faced off head-on, retreating continuously.
Ge Xiaoxing pushed the formation technique held in both hands into the air, and the ground was filled with swirling earthy yellow, and the golden light mist turned into a roaring dragon, snaking forward and striking fiercely while the man had no time to pay attention.
Shui Qingru, through the collision of punches, already knew that the opponent's heels were the younger disciples of the magic weapon monk of Tianchanshi Temple in the vast mainland, and they had the same inheritance of luck and strength.
She received "exemplary instruction" from a magic weapon monk, and she also figured out and understood the meaning of Die Jin Fist.
At present, she can punch three times, and she is on a par with the monk. However, her body is not as tempered as the monk, and her left fist is bloody and bloody, revealing white joints. She has taken the advantage of surprise, otherwise she would not be able to hurt the monk.
Chen Chong and Ge Xiaoxing seized the opportunity to repel the monk, allowing her to store the sword for a moment, put her left hand on the hilt of the sword, hold the sword tightly with both hands, and perform the Nine Palace Step at her feet to leap dozens of feet away, facing the fallen
The monk attacking with the formation struck fiercely.
The monk deliberately criticized her for not being good at swordsmanship and promoted her boxing skills.
She was filled with anger because she had the same virtue as the magic weapon monk back then. The master was like a divine being in her heart, he was aloof and could not be humiliated.
The three sword shadows instantly overlapped and turned into a bright lightsaber.
The monk was so fierce that his fists were like shadows
The wheels turned and they struck out quickly, just in time to defeat Chen Zhong one after another. The attack launched by Ge Xiaoxing had already retreated three miles away. Half of his body was covered in blood. He shouted: "Vajra Fist Seal, go!"
The fists were intertwined and raised upwards. The shadows of the golden fists were divided into three layers and collided with the bright lightsaber.
The light shone like two scorching suns, illuminating half of the night sky.
The monk laughed and threw it far away, out of the attack range of the three people. He was seriously injured, and his momentum became more and more high, showing the late third-level cultivation. Several of them stood staggering in the air, separated from the female martial artist with a cold face.
They looked at each other for a few miles and said: "My name is Xia Houjie, a lay disciple of Tianchan Stone Temple. Your last sword was interesting, but unfortunately you only have the power of one sword, so there is no point in hitting you again."
"How are you, Master of Magical Weapons?"
The water is as clear as standing upright like a sword, greeting coldly.
"Uncle Master is very nice, but it's a bit annoying to me when he thinks of you every now and then."
The lay monk named Xia Houji suddenly remembered that he had nothing to do. He took out a dusty bag from his tattered sleeves and threw it to the woman in the distance. He said, "Uncle Master was traveling on the road and caught a young thunder beast."
He said he wanted to give it to you, so I volunteered to go there, and that’s pretty much it.”
After the monk finished speaking, he fled to the northern sea without looking back, disappearing into the night after a few ups and downs.
Shui Qingru stretched out her sword to catch the large leather bag in her fist. She showed no expression and did not immediately open the bag to check. She glanced around to make sure that there were no monks lurking in the vicinity for several miles. Then she slowly fell to the ground where the fog was much thinner.
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"To strengthen protection, I need to meditate for two hours."
Shui Qingru shook the sword in his hand, threw the gray bag aside, and sat on the dusty ground with the sword across his legs. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath and exercise. The last sword was still in the exploratory stage and was not perfect, so he used it rashly.
It left her unable to survive and her true energy was almost exhausted.
Her magical powers were exhausted so much that her eyes were almost blind, and her brain ached as if it was about to burst.
She endured all the pain silently, and the breath on her body became colder and harsher.
Chen Chong watched worriedly for a while, with a solemn look on his face. He slowly stood up with his hands on the ground and moved out more than ten feet, so as not to disturb Junior Sister Shui's practice. He scolded the monk in his heart, "You're just running errands to deliver gifts."
, who are you trying to take advantage of the situation? Do you know the etiquette?
He saw that the junior sister's situation was not optimistic.
Ge Xiaoxing spit a mouthful of blood on the ground. The monk was so damn powerful. With the combined strength of the three of them, they only severely injured the monk but failed to kill him. The monk's life was long-term, but I guess it was enough for the monk to endure. He had to hold on.
If you want to leave the scene behind and leave, why don't you try to get closer?
The night was silent, and Ge Xiaoxing dragged his tired body and continued to plant a circle of flags outside.
There are only two days left to celebrate Chinese New Year.
There is no Chinese New Year atmosphere in this damn place.
He and his fellow sufferer Chen Chong could lie on the bed, brag and joke comfortably, drink some wine, and don't have to go out to have dinner and patrol in the open air.
It’s New Year’s Eve in a blink of an eye.
Zhang Guanzhu wore formal Taoist robes and led the crowd to preside over the grand ceremony for the fourth batch of disciples to join the mountain gate. When he returned to the side hall, a flying sword that he had received yesterday appeared in his hand, and he rubbed it with a thoughtful look on his face.
Chen Zhong, who was tens of thousands of miles away, reported that Shui Qingru's body was filled with evil spirits, and if it continued, it might lead to a major incident. The viewer was asked to make a decision.