On the other side, Qi Xuan Susu first unexpectedly wounded the bhikkhu with a shotgun, then raised his luck and blood and fought with the martial artist.
I saw that Qi Xuansu's skin became crystal clear and jade-like, especially a pair of palms, which seemed to be made of mutton-fat white jade. This was not the magical power of Sanren, but the miraculous thing that Qi Xuansu obtained from "Xuanyu".
Although he is not a true return-to-shen stage martial artist, his energy and blood are more powerful than those in the jade-empty stage. He is close to a return-to-shen stage martial artist. However, compared with the true return-to-shen stage martial artist, he is unable to concentrate his body and mind, and he does not have the martial arts intention.
However, the special abilities of some Guizhen warriors and the Jade Cauldron realm cultivation of Sanren are enough to deal with a warrior in the Jade Void stage.
Wufu was slapped on the chest by Qi Xuansu, and at the same time he punched Qi Xuansu firmly on the forehead.
The two of them were separated at the first touch. Wu Fu was still standing on the same spot, his figure swaying slightly, but Qi Xuansu flew back like a kite with its string broken, and his back suddenly hit a pillar supporting the ancient temple, shaking off the dust.
countless.
The martial artist stared at Qi Xuansu, who was slowly sliding down the pillar, and said gloomily: "Are you a martial artist too?"
Qi Xuansu shook his body, shook off the dust on his body, and said nothing.
The martial artist stomped on the ground hard and used the force of the recoil to rush straight towards Qi Xuansu. However, when he was still more than ten feet away from Qi Xuansu, he took another sudden step forward, forcibly stopping his forward momentum, and then took one step back.
The whole person was like a bow bent over the moon, and then he punched out hard, as if he was lining up a bow with an arrow.
The fist roared through the air.
Qi Xuansu used his left hand to catch the punch that could shatter gold and stone. The force of the punch penetrated his palm, forcing him to fly backwards again. But at the same time, he raised his right hand and a cold light shot out.
The sharp cold light cut a long and thin gash at Wu Fu's throat, and faint traces of blood seeped out.
The warrior was shocked and angry.
At that moment, his throat was almost cut.
On the other side, Qi Xuansu suddenly fell to the ground. If Wu Fu's punch had landed on Qi Xuansu in the past, it would not be surprising to directly seriously injure Qi Xuansu. But now Qi Xuansu is not what he used to be. He stood up almost immediately after falling to the ground. Originally, because of this punch
The slightly pale face returned to normal color at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then he saw Qi Xuansu advancing instead of retreating, closing the distance between the two people to within three feet again, and brushed his sleeves.
Another sword shot towards the martial artist again.
Fortunately, Wufu was on guard this time and blocked the cold light with his arms.
This cold light finally revealed his true appearance, it was the flying knife that Zhang Yuelu gave to Qi Xuansu.
The martial artist calms down his mind
, with a solemn expression.
Although many people look down upon "sword control skills" and think that "sword control skills" are for rich ladies, while "sword control skills" are just rough maids, but for those with innate talent, "sword control skills" are still first-rate.
The art of killing.
Not seeing how Qi Xuansu moved, another cold light shot out.
Compared with "Sword Controlling Technique", "Sword Controlling Technique" is only less flexible, but the speed is not much inferior. Although I don't dare to say "only fast, I can't break", but the martial artist is not an immortal, and he doesn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
The martial artist suddenly leaned back, and the cold light flashed away. The sword energy he carried not only left a blood mark on his forehead, but also cut off a large amount of hair.
The martial artist knew that he would lose if he defended for too long, so he moved suddenly. Facing another flying knife from Qi Xuansu, at the cost of being pierced through the palm of his hand, he punched Qi Xuansu's forehead between the eyebrows. The wind caused by the punch caused Qi Xuansu's attack
The silk suddenly fluttered backwards.
However, when the fist was still only an inch away from his forehead, Qi Xuansu also leaned back, barely avoiding the aftermath of the punch, and then swept backwards.
The martial artist won the power and showed no mercy, and followed closely.
One person rushed forward and the other retreated. One after another, they left the ancient temple and came into the vast rain outside.
Qi Xuansu changed his body shape and kicked out.
Wu Fu reached out to grab Qi Xuansu's ankle, but Qi Xuansu kicked him in the temple with another kick.
The two were fighting in close quarters again. Qi Xuansu's advantage lay in his strong energy and blood, while the martial artist's strength lay in his boxing skills. The two of them walked back and forth in the rain curtain, shattering the huge rain curtain into pieces. With the two as the center of the circle, countless rainwater rose and turned into water.
There was a large void in the fog and the vast curtain of rain.
The two collided with each other, and Qi Xuansu's figure floated backwards, splashing countless mud with every step. The martial artist followed him like a shadow. Although one of his palms had been disabled, his arms were intact. The two arms were like two copper and iron whips, ruthlessly
He hammered Qi Xuansu to death with great force, every time he was able to crack mountains and crack rocks, his fists and feet roared like the wind.
After dozens of such exchanges, Qi Xuansu used the power of Wu Fu's punch to float back and distance himself.
Wu Fu did not pursue him this time, and did not even speak. Due to the turmoil of energy and blood in his body, his face was as pale as paper, without even a trace of blood.
Although it seems that Wu Fu has the upper hand and takes the initiative, under the control of Qi Xuansu's Qi Xuansu, Qi Xuansu does not need to kill him, it is just a counterattack.
If the force is too strong, the martial artist will not be able to support it.
On the other hand, Qi Xuansu exhaled gently and then exhaled again, billowing blood flowed throughout his body, and his face became rosy again.
The magical power of "Xuanyu" actually more than doubled Qi Xuansu's combat power.
Qi Xuansu turned from defense to offense and punched out, softly and weakly, straight into the martial artist's face, which was unbelievable.
Wu Fu stretched out his hand to block the punch and was about to fight back.
Qi Xuansu smacked his right palm at the same time, and the true energy condensed in the palm of his hand.
Wu Fu then raised his hand to block. He never expected that Qi Xuansu had Qi in his body besides Wu Fu's Qi and blood. His arm was forced back by Qi Xuansu's palm, causing his palm and Qi Xuansu's palm to hit his chest at the same time.
, the strength penetrated the body, and only a burst of cracking sound was heard. I don’t know how many ribs were broken. Even if the martial artist had supernatural powers derived from flesh and blood, if the internal organs were stabbed by the ribs, it would not be possible to recover quickly.
Qi Xuansu wanted to stay alive for questioning, so he did not kill him, but took out the "Dragon Hand Gun" and reloaded it. Unexpectedly, this warrior was so brave that when his ribs were broken, it was so painful that he became furious.
He rolled on the ground, opened his arms and hugged Qi Xuansu's right leg. ??
Qi Xuansu was taken aback. He didn't bother to load the gun, so he broke away from the man's restraints and kicked out. This martial artist was a good grappler. His right arm grew and he even hugged Qi Xuansu's left leg.
, followed by a roll, making Qi Xuansu unable to stand still and immediately fell down.
That was all. The monk who was seriously injured by Zhang Yuelu walked out of the ancient temple at some point and was staggering towards Qi Xuansu with his sword in hand, looking like a living corpse.
"You are the one who is seeking your own death, so you can't blame me." Qi Xuansu was not a kind person, so he was aroused and fiercely pulled out his "Qingyuan" and struck hard at the back of Wu Fu who was hugging his legs.
Punch down hard.
Even Diswen had his heart cut open by Qi Xuansu, not to mention a martial artist in the Jade Void stage. This martial artist was stabbed to the core by a sword. The martial artist's key point was his heart, and he immediately entered a state of near death.
In this state, he was no longer able to hold Qi Xuansu's legs.
Qi Xuansu kicked him with both feet. Not only did he fly away, but he also broke his neck.
Seeing this, the monk holding the sword quickly turned around and staggered back to the temple.
But Qi Xuansu could not be soft-hearted, so he put away "Qingyuan" for the time being and started loading the "Shenlong Gun".
As soon as the bhikkhu ran to the door of the ancient temple, Qi Xuansu had already raised his gun and pointed it at the back of the bhikkhu's head, pressing down the hammer with his thumb.
He pulled the trigger with his index finger and heard a gunshot sound. A deep blood hole appeared on the back of the monk's head. He fell forward and fell to the ground, dying.
Qi Xuansu stopped for a moment, loaded the gun again, put the gun on his waist, and then pulled out the "Qingyuan" again.
At this moment, Zhang Yuelu, who had manifested the Dharma, crashed through a wall with his back and swept out of the ancient temple. The Qi Refiner and Sanren followed closely behind, and the three of them rushed into the dense forest outside the ancient temple. Zhang Yuelu intended to rely on his
The trees came to block the flying sword, but the flying sword was so sharp that wherever the sword light passed, the trees collapsed, even the big tree that the two people hugged was no exception.
Qi Xuansu did not rush to help Zhang Yuelu, but walked to the ancient temple first.
At this time, there were still three people in the ancient temple, namely the monk who was seriously injured by Qi Xuansu's fire gun, the martial artist and the alchemist who were seriously injured by Zhang Yuelu.
Although the three of them were still alive, they all lost the strength to fight. They were all shocked when they saw Qi Xuansu entering the ancient temple with a murderous look on his face and holding a sword.
The martial artist who was beaten by Zhang Yuelu and bleeding from all his orifices was the least injured. He immediately wanted to get up and run away. Qi Xuansu was not willing to let him escape. He stepped forward, grabbed the warrior's back collar with his left hand, and stabbed him directly with his right hand.
The tip of the sword was exposed from the front of his chest, which was a chill in his heart.
This martial artist was seriously injured, and his heart was pierced. Even if he was in the realm of flesh and blood, he was immediately dead.
Seeing this scene, the other two people were horrified even if they were used to this kind of murderous business. After all, fighting to death and watching others being slaughtered are two completely different feelings. Their hearts, liver and five internal organs were really about to fly to the sky.
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Qi Xuansu pushed Wu Fu's body aside without any nonsense, and quickly came to the alchemist. After all, the alchemist was weak and had been pierced by the sword before. At this time, he was already taking in less air and outgoing more. Qi Xuansu directly stabbed him in the chest with the sword.
, then stirred it up and gave him a good time.
Then Qi Xuansu drew his sword and strode towards the monk who was injured by the gun.
The bhikkhu reluctantly stood up and saw Qi Xuansu's sword stabbing him, but a force of energy came out of nowhere and he barely managed to dodge it.
Qi Xuansu swept the monk's legs and tripped the monk to the ground. Because the monk was wearing armor, he reached out and grabbed the monk's helmet, pulled it back, exposing the vital parts of his throat, and then cut his throat with a sword, but the result was
Got him.
In the blink of an eye, out of the seven killers, only the two who were fighting with Zhang Yuelu were left.
However, Qi Xuansu also knew that these two people were the most difficult to deal with, so he had to think of a way.