Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Murong Ke is already at the top level, while Huang Rong is only half a step up, the two are still half a level behind.

It's a pity that Huang Rong has many unique skills, especially in body skills, which is not even the slightest bit better than Murong Ke.

In addition, Murong Ke was unwilling to hurt Huang Rong from the bottom of his heart, so the two fought to a draw in a short period of time.

The others were not idle either, before the people from the Murong family rushed over, "Bronze Corpse" Chen Xuanfeng attacked first.

Lao Chen is very uncomfortable now. Once upon a time, he was one of the "black wind and two evil spirits" that made people in the world frightened.

And Murong Ke on the opposite side is just a junior. A few years ago in Zhao Wang's Mansion in Zhongdu, this person was not the opponent of the thief wife.

Now, this kid got lucky and reached the extreme level, far surpassing Lao Chen.

Especially at the critical moment, Chen Xuanfeng felt more and more uncomfortable when his junior sister stepped forward again.

It doesn't matter if you feel uncomfortable, those people from the Murong family around will be unlucky.

Chen Xuanfeng didn't use a weapon, he directly unfolded the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", and in one claw, the intestines were pierced, the belly was rotten, the bones were broken and tendons were broken.

Li Mochou also drew out the "Hanguang" sword, and rushed towards those elders like a tigress, she didn't want to deal with those little ones yet.

"Zhichang, Zhifang, let's attack those dead soldiers in a zigzag shape, wait until we reach the courtyard wall, and attack those crossbowmen by surprise."

"Taiguzi" Hao Datong glanced around, these couples of masters were fighting in the arena, and it was not yet possible to tell the winner, but the three walls and the hundred crossbowmen on the roof were always a threat.

The Quanzhen method is good for health preservation, but the Quanzhen sword method is the most decisive in killing. This is the method of killing the enemy summed up by the Chongyang real person from countless times of fighting with the golden soldiers.

Although there are few people on Guo Mo's side, they are all capable of fighting. The two or three hundred people on the other side are just losing some lives in vain.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to one's own people, and this occasion is not the time to talk about benevolence, not to mention that the other party slaughtered nearly 300 people from "Tingfeng".

Among the several people in the arena, Chen Xuanfeng was the one who killed the worst.

After "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" killed dozens of people in a row, they immediately picked up two corpses, ran rampant in the crowd, and found two more if they were smashed.

The three members of the Quanzhen Sect killed all the crossbowmen to the brim, and everyone in the courtyard fought into a mess. After all, Guo Mo's people were a minority, how could these crossbowmen shoot arrows casually?

"Hunshouluo, your 'zombie skill' is indeed very good. In terms of realm, you are just above the 'extreme realm', not even a 'half-step genius'."

"However, the characteristic of this 'zombie skill' almost makes you invincible, and ordinary people really can't do anything about you."

Guo Mo fought with Hunshouluo for more than 30 moves, and he hit Hunshouluo five times, either as hard as pig iron or as soft as torn cotton.

It seems that it can't do any harm to Hunshouluo, but the old boy gets more and more excited as he fights.

"Haha, thanks to His Royal Highness Yan Wang's praise, those few strokes just now were just tickling the old man, His Royal Highness Yan Wang must work harder—"

Hunshouluo mocked Guo Mo unscrupulously.

At the beginning, Hunshouluo was still a little apprehensive. It was because the two of them had fought against each other that Hunshouluo knew how terrible Guo Mo was.

With such a terrifying opponent, in less than a year, the realm of martial arts has improved again.

What state is he now?

Half-step talent?Or higher?

After he bravely received Guo Mo's palm with his back, Hun Shouluo's heart relaxed a lot.

Guo Mo's palm is strong, far better than last year, but he can't move his own body.

"Golden Bell Cover", "Iron Cloth Shirt", and "Cotton Breaking Technique", after Hun Shouluo verified them one by one, he was completely relieved, and dared to speak so boldly as before.

The two fought for more than 50 rounds, and Guo Mo even used the "Chaoyang Sunset Palm", a newly created move later, although it can impress Hun Shouluo, it still can't cause any damage.

Guo Mohuang jumped out of the circle.

"Why don't you fight anymore? The old man is still waiting for His Royal Highness King Yan to help break through and advance, hahaha——"

Seeing that Guo Mo faced his own "zombie skills", it seemed that he had tried his best to no effect, so he finally gave up?

"Hunshouluo, I have to admit that the king of boxing script alone is still unable to break through your 'zombie skill' for the time being. Fortunately, I came with a sword."

While talking, Guo Mo slowly drew the "Guiyuan" sword from his back.

"Hahaha—I said His Royal Highness Yan, your Great Song Dynasty is also considered a rich country, you are a majestic His Royal Highness, why do you still regard a broken sword as a treasure?"

Looking at the "Guiyuan" sword in Guo Mo's hands, Hunshouluo smiled even more presumptuously.

"Really? Maybe it's more appropriate to use this broken sword against someone like you."

"The name of this sword is 'Guiyuan', and the sword technique is also called 'Guiyuan'. This king is using it for the first time. Please appreciate Master Hunshouluo—"

After Guo Mo finished speaking, his left hand drooped naturally, and his right hand held the "Guiyuan" sword, and he stood there incessantly, looking at Hunshouluo with his eyes slightly open.

"Hmph, playing tricks, receiving a punch from the Buddha—"

It was the "zombie fist" again. Now Hun Shouluo, covered in weapons all over his body, directly punched Guo Mo with his fists, without worrying whether the opponent had an extra sword in his hand.

In fact, Hunshouluo has already done a special experiment.

First use ordinary swords and swords, and later find treasured swords and swords, inject internal force and slash at his body, at most it is just a white mark.

The clothes can be torn, but the flesh is not injured.

Hunshouluo's "Zombie Punch" looks very mechanical, but the speed is not slow.

However, in Guo Mo's slightly opened eyes, Hunshouluo's movements were very slow.

"Returning to one's original nature is the same, and there are many conveniences. The first form of the 'beginning of man' is 'falling to the ground'—"

In the eyes of outsiders, Guo Mo's movements were very slow, but when Guo Mo raised the "Guiyuan" sword in his right hand, Hunshouluo's movements were actually prohibited.

"This... what kind of kung fu is this?"

Hunshouluo's heart trembled, as if he felt the breath of death?

Isn't what I practiced is "zombie skills"?How can you be afraid of death?

The "Gui Yuan" sword was swung out, and Guo Mo seemed to be waving it so simply. Is this also considered a sword move?

Yes, anyone who practiced swords, the effect of swinging a sword would probably be more powerful than the current Guo Mo, even the seven-year-old Guo Ping was much stronger than him.

As everyone knows, with just this simple waving, Guo Mo has already changed 64 directions.

"what--"

Hunshouluo's left arm is missing.

It was completely gone, and the place where the arms used to grow on the shoulders was strangely empty.

There are none on the ground, but there are some broken arms, but they are not his, but belong to those dead soldiers of the Murong family.

"Can you chop off my left arm? I know it hurts too?"

Has Hunshouluo lost his mind?He actually asked Guo Mo such a sentence.

"Master Hunshouluo, it seems that this is the case. It seems that your left arm is really gone. As for whether it hurts or not, you have to ask yourself."

Guo Mo also said calmly, it seemed that the two were discussing an irrelevant topic.

"Wow - the Lord Buddha fought with you -"

Hunshouluo jumped up in pain, more than a foot off the ground, stretched out his right leg and kicked Guo Mo's head viciously.

"Hey, why are you doing this?—"

"One doesn't contain everything, so how can you get tact. The second form of 'The Beginning of Man' is 'talking to yourself'—"

This time, Guo Mo swung the "Guiyuan" sword in his right hand very fast, like a bee fluttering its wings, and he couldn't see the location of the "Guiyuan" sword at all.

Moreover, the "Guiyuan" sword is no longer a broken sword, and the gap seems to grow out instantly.

Two feet, three feet, four feet...

It's still growing?

The length of the "Guiyuan" sword was finally fixed at six feet six inches.

Six feet six inches?

Is this still a sword?

"what--"

Hunshouluo roared again.

This time it was louder and bolder than before, resounding throughout the old house of the Murong family. I wonder if it can be heard in Xixia's palace?

Murong Ke, who was fighting, was also frightened by the roar, and swung the "Ziwei soft sword" twice, forcing Huang Rong's "Chengying" sword back.

"Ziwei Soft Sword" actually fell into Murong Ke's hands, it seems that Murong Yan also fell into his hands.

Murong Ke looked at Hunshouluo who was not far away, and made Lingling fight a cold war.

"What... what's going on here? How could this happen?"

Murong Ke instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

"No, I can't stay here any longer—"

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows, shoot them all to death—"

Only now do you remember ordering people to shoot arrows?

late.

The hundred and ten crossbowmen had either been eliminated by the three Quanzhen Sect members, or they ran away when they saw the situation was not good.

At this moment, Hunshouluo looked at Guo Mo in a daze, unable to believe everything in front of him.

"You... what kind of sword is this?"

Hunshouluo had just lost his left arm, and now he has lost his right leg, the kind that is broken at the root.

The strange thing is that after suffering such a serious injury, there is no large amount of blood flowing out. Could it be that Hunshouluo is a real zombie?

"This king just said that this sword is called 'Guiyuan', and the sword technique is also called 'Guiyuan', but Master Hunshouluo didn't care about that."

"Guiyuan" sword, the sword has returned to Yuan.

Where there is six feet and six inches, it is still the broken sword, still the broken gap, and the sword is still less than two feet long.

"'Guiyuan'? Why is it called 'Guiyuan'? Why is it called 'Guiyuan'? Even if the old man is dead, he will drag you on his back together, 'Stiff and never die'—"

Hunshouluo roared again, as if he was going to use all his strength on the roar, and shot his whole body towards Guo Mo in a strange way, like an arrow leaving the string.

The arrow misses the string, goes and never returns, the arrow does not see blood, and finally falls to dust.

"Hey, the master is a person who worships the Buddha, and he has learned the 'zombie skill', but he still can't see through reincarnation?"

"Destroyed at the end of the kalpa, but cultivated with this root. The third form of 'beginning of man' is 'toddler'—"

At this time, the "Guiyuan" sword turned in Guo Mo's hand, drawing a circle continuously, and the center of the circle was Guo Mo's right hand holding the sword.

It's just that there seems to be only the center of the circle?

What about the hilt?

What about the blade?

"what--"

The third heroic roar came from Master Hunshouluo.

In the entire courtyard, no one is fighting anymore. The key point is that there are not many people left.

Huang Rong and Li Mochou stood side by side, with two swords, "Hanguang" and "Chengying", one on the left and the other on the right.

One is dripping with blood, but the other is looming and unstained.

Three Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect stood behind the two girls, their Taoist robes were somewhat torn.

And Cui Zhifang was also injured, protected by Hao Datong and Li Zhichang, the Quanzhen Sect iron sword in Li Zhichang's hand really turned into a broken sword.

On the contrary, "Bronze Corpse" Chen Xuanfeng was a little far away from the crowd, maybe he was too embarrassed to come here.

Carrying two broken and incomplete corpses in his hands, his whole body seemed to be drenched in blood rain, and along with the messy bun, the stained meat from the hair slid down from top to bottom.

When it passed the corner of Chen Xuanfeng's mouth, the "copper corpse" seemed to stick out its tongue consciously, and licked it beautifully.

"I'm not dead? I'm still alive?"

Hunshouluo asked a lot of inexplicable questions tonight, but fortunately he met a more patient Guo Mo.

"Yes, you are not dead, you are still alive. Now I am even more curious about your 'zombie skill'."

At this time, Hunshouluo "stands upright" on the ground.