Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

Compared to these two, those children with crossbows were more threatening.

After the words fell, Lin Wuyou's figure flashed, and Lin Wuyou had already killed those children.

The scimitar of the full moon sliced ​​across the throats of each child, and the figures quickly fell down.

When Jin Jiuling and Hua Manlou heard the words, they did not hesitate to kill in all directions.

Huamanlou's sword flashed, but pierced the children's shoulders, and did not kill anyone.

Jin Jiuling was different, his hands were clawed, and the corpses fell down wherever he passed.

But Ke Fang, seeing this scene, chanted Amitabha, and with a brow-level stick in his hand, he rushed directly to the Iron Shoes Thief.

As for Dong Tianbao, when he saw that those children were being dealt with, he hesitated for a moment, and then killed Princess Peacock.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others saw that they were safe, and hurriedly adjusted their breath to suppress the internal force of the riot.

Following everyone's actions, Nangong, who had the most intense fight, slashed down with two knives in a row, and a Dao Sen cold saber aura sealed off all directions.

But Luzhangke himself has practiced the most yin martial arts such as Xuanming God's Palm, so he is not afraid of this cold sword aura.

Instead, the fine iron antler staff in his hand kept blocking, defeating the incoming saber energy.

The explosions of 'bang bang bang' became one piece.

But at the next moment, Nangong took advantage of the opponent's defeat of the two saber qi again, and suddenly leaned forward, and the two sabers slashed down continuously, with cold light flashing, approaching Lu Zhangke's face.

Lu Zhangke is not afraid when he sees the other party attack close to him.

The right hand raised the antler staff to resist, and at the same time, the left palm moved silently, preparing to take down the opponent with one palm.

噹

唰

Two consecutive slashes, Chunlei and Xiudong, the pseudo-divine weapons, first slashed into half of the antler staff, and then took it out again.

The antler stick in the hand of the deer stick guest was cut into two sections immediately, and the bright light of the knife continued to cut towards his chest.

"`~ What a sharp weapon!"

Seeing that the antler stick was cut off by two knives, the deer stick guest was taken aback, and when he saw the two knives in Nangong's hand, his pupils shrank.

This woman is very scheming.

The reason why he was entangled with sword energy before was because he was waiting for the present!

With his feet sinking, the Deer Sticker threw away the broken antler stick in his hand, took a deep breath, covered his palms with cold energy, and closed his hands directly in the middle.

'Snapped'

Sen Han's Xuanming Divine Palm condensed frost in the air, and in just an instant, it clamped the Xiudong long knife slashed by Nangong, and the cold force followed the trend, attacking Nangong's palm holding the knife.

Seeing Nangong, he didn't take it seriously, the Xiudong long knife in his left hand shook, and then his wrist holding the knife twisted.

"buzz"

The blade trembled slightly, breaking through the cold energy directly, and the blade slashed fiercely at Lu Zhangke's hands.

"What a sharp blade!"

Seeing that the opponent's saber skills are very sharp, Lu Zhangke was annoyed, but he had to withdraw his hand and dodge.

The snow-white blade flew, and Nangong was so powerful that he didn't let anyone down. With a touch of his foot, Xiudong's long knife went straight to Lu Zhangke's throat.

Lu Zhangke didn't even think about it, he turned his body slightly to avoid the knife.

But Nangong seemed to have expected it a long time ago, with a smile on his white face, the short knife Chunlei (Zhao Li's) in his left hand slashed across.

Breaking through the air turned into a whistling, like a cold wind blowing up, flakes of snowflakes fluttering along with it.

Nangong was like a fairy dancing in the snowflakes, one knife after another, one knife faster than one knife!

Luzhangke dodged in embarrassment, the clothes on his body were cut open one after another, and his skin seemed to be cut, and the tingling sensation came, causing his face to change drastically.

Just when the Luzhangke fell into a disadvantage, the Crane Biweng on the other side showed his might.

The yin and cold palm strength of Xuanming Divine Palm made Zen Master Kuzhi feel uncomfortable.

The sleeves of both hands could no longer be moved, and they were covered with frost, making them extremely heavy.

Even the palms of his hands showed a green and cold color, and the meridians were even infected by the yin and cold palm strength of Xuanming God's Palm.

If it wasn't for the Shaolin internal strength he learned, which is peaceful and strong, and can resist the cold for a while, I am afraid that his arms will be useless at this time.

But he was harassed by this yin and cold inner strength, and it was not as good as a single shot.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Crane Biweng saw a flaw, his palm was covered with cold energy, and he slapped it over again.

Chan Master Kuzhi shrank his pupils, stood still, and rolled his hands forward, palms in a shape of twisting flowers.

"finger finger"

Finger point out from the air, and hit He Biweng's palm. .

Chapter 254 "The Divine Sword Cuts Out" Kills the Two Elders of Xuanming with One Sword

But how could Zen Master Kuzhi be the opponent of He Biweng?

His internal energy level was inferior to the opponent's. At this time, the cold internal energy entered his body and he could not exert his full strength. Even though the 'Flower Finger' was ingenious, it was still blocked by the 'Xuanming God's Palm'.

The fingers collapsed at the touch of a finger, and Xuan Ming's divine palm slapped him directly on the chest.

Zen Master Kuzhi looked terrified, and the protective energy surged out to protect his whole body.

But that Xuanming Divine Palm was so powerful that it froze all the air within half a foot in front of him.

Even the body-protecting qi was frozen, and it was instantly defeated with a palm.

砰

The next moment, Zen Master Kuzhi only felt a cold in his chest, and his whole body was sent flying, spit out a mouthful of cold blood, and fell to the ground.

Crane Biweng still wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but he heard his senior brother calling for help.

"Junior brother, don't worry about that bald donkey, come and help me, this little girl is very good at skin knives."

The deer stick guest panicked at this moment, and dodged one after another.

His body-protecting stellar energy was about to be chopped off, and he had been stabbed in the chest a few times before, so he could only barely deal with it with the Xuanming Divine Palm.

But Nangong was not afraid at all, the 'Eighteen Stops' saber technique was used one by one, and every saber light condensed like frost.

Crane Biweng looked at Zen Master Kuzhi who had been hit by his Xuanming Divine Palm, hesitated for a moment, gave up and continued to chase, jumped up, and went to help his senior brother.

Seeing Crane Biweng leave, Zen Master Kuzhi forced himself to stand up, trying to catch up and stop him.

But just now, when he moved, he felt the cold flow in the meridians, and his whole body was completely chilled.

I had no choice but to sit on the ground quickly to suppress the chill in my body.

But at Kefang at this time, an eyebrow-level stick danced like flying.

Unleashing the Pumen Staff Technique, the long stick in his hand turned into a pale golden stick net, suppressing the iron shoe thief.

Although he couldn't beat Lin Wuyou, he still had no problem dealing with the Iron Shoes 750 Thieves.

Moreover, the Iron Shoes Bandit had been scratched on the arm by Concubine Shixuan before, and now he was attacked by Ke Fang, and retreated again and again, no longer in formation.

If it wasn't for the opponent's ingenious lightness kungfu, he might have already won it.

Next to it, Dong Tianbao's dragon claws were deployed, and the Peacock Princess was also completely suppressed.

He didn't want to reveal his identity outside the main hall in the backyard earlier, so none of the moves he was good at were useless, he just used the horizontal practice method.

Now that it is in full swing, the Dragon Claw Hand dances wildly like a savage dragon.

No matter how ingenious the peacock princess's movements were, she was still forced by Dong Tianbao to have nowhere to retreat.

Dong Tianbao is not a person who cherishes the fragrance and cherishes the jade, he chained the two styles of "embracing the disabled" and "keeping the deficient", grabbing the right arm of the Peacock Princess with one claw.

Using force on the hand, the right arm was directly bent into a ninety-degree angle.

"what……"

Princess Peacock screamed, her face was distorted, and the veins on her forehead were bulging.

Dong Tianbao stood still, his internal energy was circulating, and he patted forward with one hand.

"Hannya Palm!"

The palm wind came out, the air in front of him tightened, and an illusory palm print condensed out, killing Princess Peacock.

Princess Peacock still hadn't recovered from the pain in her hand, but when she saw Dong Tianbao strike again, her complexion changed drastically.

She put her left arm in front of her body, trying to block it, but it was too late.

Dong Tianbao pressed down with his palm and slapped her hard on the chest.

Peacock Princess only felt a crisp sound from the bones in her chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. She was beaten into the room behind her like a broken sack, and the door was smashed.

Seeing Dong Tianbao using the Prajna Palm and the Dragon Claw (Aeda) hand one after another, Ke Fang was taken aback. After forcing the iron shoe thief back with a stick, he couldn't help looking at Dong Tianbao.

Seeing that he was tall, with broad and powerful hands, like a monk, his eyes were even more puzzled.

How can this person know Prajna Palm and Dragon Claw Hand? If it is a lay disciple, it is even more impossible.

But if it is an inner disciple, he definitely knows it!

At this moment, the iron shoe thief, who was forced back by Ke Fang, coughed twice, only to feel severe pain in his palms.

This Shaolin disciple has such profound internal strength and such powerful stick techniques.

But soon, he rolled his eyes and saw that his daughter was severely injured by Dong Tianbao, and his eyes could almost burst into flames.

"Guan Tai, you still haven't made a move!"

The Iron Shoe Thief roared like an angry lion, he couldn't care less.

On the other side, Lin Wuyou, Hua Manlou, and Jin Jiuling also dealt with the children holding the crossbow.

Hearing the iron shoe robber's shout, Hua Manlou and Jin Jiuling's expressions were shocked, and they quickly looked at Hua Ruling and the others.

Lin Wuyou was not surprised at all.

In the crowd, Guan Tai, who was pretending to be rioting internally and sitting cross-legged on the ground, turned ugly when he heard the shout.

But in desperation, he could only look hard at Hua Ruling, and slashed at Hua Ruling's head.

At this time, Hua Ruling and the others also looked at Guan Tai with disbelief when they heard the iron shoes thief's words.

After all, these are old friends. Who would have thought that a former friend would become someone else's pawn today?

Seeing the willow-leaf long knife slashing, Hua Ruling's pupils shrank, and there was no time to dodge.

"you dare!"

"Guan Tai, what are you doing!"

Taoist Shi Que and Eagle Eye Lao Qi roared angrily.

At the same time, he eagerly raised his strength to stop it.

But the harder they tried, the more violent the internal violence in their bodies became, and the two spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and their breath became more sluggish.

Hua Ruling's lips moved slightly, a trace of despair flashed in her eyes, and she closed her eyes.

The other party had planned for a long time, and even Guan Tai was bribed.

The iron shoe thief even changed his name to Song Wencao, and he has been by his side for more than ten years.

Now, there is nothing to do...

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared.

The lancet stopped abruptly and could no longer chop.

Everyone looked and saw that Lu Xiaofeng had a very ugly complexion and stood in front of Hua Ruling.

His right index finger and middle finger clamped Guan Tai's willow-leaf long knife, no matter how hard the opponent tried, the knife seemed to be bitten by iron tongs, and it could not be shaken at all.

"You, how can you..."

Guan Tai was taken aback.