Zen Strange Records

Chapter 153 Rolling
Seeing that Ye Xiaosan was in danger, suddenly, a burst of holy golden light burst out from his body, and he bounced off Sima Yao's sword. .

At this time Ye Xiaosan was also confused, he didn't have such invulnerability, so it could only be the work of a few people inside him.

The Tianlan sword was getting closer and closer, followed by another burst of golden light, and the blade was bounced high again. Sima Yao felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, and stepped back a few steps as if he had seen a ghost, looking at Ye Xiaosan in surprise. .

Ye Xiaosan held his arm that was almost cut off, and stood up slowly. Although he was also shocked in his heart, his expression did not show any flaws, and he looked calm and composed: "Senior Sima, why are you so impatient, everyone have something to say." explain."

"Hmph, there's nothing to say. Give me back my spectroscopic stab. Maybe I can keep your body intact." Sima Yao snorted coldly, not giving Ye Xiaosan a chance to talk back. He shook the Tianlan sword in his hand, and a series of blurred images appeared. The shadow of the sword is looming, and the whole long sword seems to be integrated with the arm. The human sword is one, and the whole person is stabbing like a rotating drill.

Ye Xiaosan naturally knew that the so-called light splitting thorn should refer to the fiery red dagger, but he did not intend to reconcile with Sima Yao. What he said just now was just to delay time. Seeing Sima Yao pressing every step of the way, Ye Xiaosan Sighed with a headache.

After all, his own strength was not as good as Sima Yao's, and he was seriously injured after just one encounter. Since he couldn't fight hard, he could only temporarily avoid the edge and win with his wits.

"I think that instead of letting you win with your wits, it's better to let Chang'er and I fight on your behalf." Xiaodie hit the nail on the head as always, and Ye Xiaosan was stunned, speechless. Seeing Sima Yao's spiral thrust approaching, suddenly the two Fingers pointing towards the phantom sword point, it is precisely intended to use Shanhe Jin.

Sima Yao, who was full of hatred, was not Dai Xing who was defenseless. He had been guarding against Ye Xiaosan's tricks for a long time. Seeing him making a gesture of pinching something with two fingers and grabbing the tip of his sword, although he didn't know what it was, but It should be bad for him, so he let go of his palm, and under the control of his internal force, the Tianlan sword spun and soared into the sky, avoiding Ye Xiaosan's two fingers, and pierced Ye Xiaosan's throat with twists and turns.

Ye Xiaosan did not expect that the other party would play such a move, and his two fingers clamped Sima Yao's arm at once. However, the expected scene of shaking the other party's body did not happen. Instead, Ye Xiaosan was sent by Sima Yao's arm. He was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards, and the Tianlan Sword naturally followed closely behind, vowing to take his life.

"Ha, is it a way to use strength to fight?" What kind of person is Sima Yao? He guessed the nature of Shanhe Jin as soon as they fought. He curled his lips disdainfully. If he encounters someone with similar strength, this move can indeed cause immeasurable damage. Damage, but it's not enough to deal with a master of his level.

Ye Xiaosan, who was beaten up repeatedly, was very depressed. Tried Bailing's moves were useless against Sima Yao. As expected, against an opponent who was too tall for him, except for a sneak attack, he had no chance of winning at all.

Seeing that the Tianlan sword was pressing towards his back door step by step, and Ye Xiaosan was unable to dodge in the air, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, and resolutely called out the power leveling
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"Who are you!?" Before he had time to check on Shangguan Cai's injuries, Wu Erdan glanced at the man who suddenly appeared, and asked sharply.

The man seemed to be in his twenties, with a charming appearance, long loose hair hanging down to his forehead, covering his left eye, wearing a large white scholar's attire, and his white and slender hands hanging slightly on his sides. At this moment, the two The blood was still dripping drop by drop on one hand. Naturally, it was not the blood of the man, but the blood of the two girls just now. It can be seen that the man killed the two girls with this pair of fleshy palms.

"Oh, is this the wood armor technique? It's really interesting. It's the first time I've seen the real thing. How about it, little girl, come with me." The man completely ignored the clamoring Wu Erdan, and looked at Ai Grass, that gaze is not so much looking at a person as it is looking at a plaything.

Being condescending and ignoring life, Ai Cao felt uncomfortable when he saw it. With a pull of his hand, Feng Nu suddenly retreated and returned to her side. The meaning was very clear, that is, to fight to the end.

Wu Erdan naturally knew that the other party was not easy to mess with, so he carefully put the unconscious Shangguan Cai behind him, held up a chair, and watched the man hostilely.

"Oh, no matter, when I break your limbs, you will be better." The man said cruel words, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Ai Cao in an instant. the girl's left arm.

This hand seemed to move instantly, completely startling the two of them. Ai Cao didn't have time to react. She was pointed at her left arm, and suddenly there was a sharp pain like tearing. There was a move, and blood flowed horizontally.

Ai Cao let out a muffled snort, resisting the great pain in her left arm, and hooked back the fingers of her remaining hand. Feng Nu immediately turned around and swept towards the back of the man's neck with one arm.

The man smiled seductively, ignored him, and let Feng Nu hit him on the back of his neck. He calmly raised his arm and tapped Ai Cao's right arm.

On the side, Wu Erdan was furious, raised the chair with both hands, and shouted: "Get away from Miss Ai Cao!" As he said, a stool smashed the man's forehead.

"Tsk, squawking bastard!" Feng Nu punched the man on the back of the neck heavily, sawdust flying, the man remained unmoved and unharmed, but Feng Nu's arm was cracked every inch of it, and it bounced back several meters , and the wormwood that manipulated it was also pulled away, and the ten fingers were dripping with blood due to the pulling of the silk thread.

The man waved his hand impatiently, and the wooden chair in Erdan Wu's hand suddenly fell apart. Then, the man repeated his trick, pointing his finger at Erdan Wu's chest, and when his fingertip touched, Erdan Wu felt a huge impact , the body flew upside down, and smashed through a wooden wall heavily, life and death are unknown.

"Big Brother Ang!" Ai Cao exclaimed, but she couldn't separate herself to save her. Feng Nu's body as firm as steel was already in tatters from the blow just now, and her own arm was crippled, and the ten fingers of her hands were trembling. His arms were stained red with blood, and he lost most of his strength.

"Hehe, sure enough, you look so beautiful when you are in pain." The man looked at the pained and pale wormwood intoxicatedly, flicked the dust on his body, and walked towards the girl step by step: "Don't worry, my collection is just now. Without a woman like you who knows wood armor, I will love you very much."

"Ha, although I don't know who you are, your words are really disgusting!" The moment Ai Cao closed her eyes in despair, a familiar voice suddenly entered her ears.

The girl opened her eyes in surprise and saw that Wu Erdan jumped out from the ruins at some point, holding a copper pot in each of his hands, while talking, he threw it viciously at the man!

(End of this chapter)