Pawn Crossing the River

Soon, the sound of fighting resounded in the tunnel leading to the underground palace.

The men in black and the Qingluan Guards began to suffer casualties. Zhang Yuelu was like a tireless god of war. After a series of fierce battles with Wu Zhunv, He Nian, Lin Zhenyuan, Xie Qiuniang and others, he still took the lead and invaded the underground palace. He killed Xia Chang, the owner of this place.

Xia Chang is a martial artist in the realm of all heavens who has returned to his true form, and is on par with the prince.

"Dharma" is divided into Tao and techniques.

Tao is a method, and art is divided into two categories: martial arts and magic. Humans and immortals cannot use magic and can only practice martial arts. This is where the word "武" comes from. The weapon that a warrior trusts most is his fists.

Zhang Yuelu is a banished immortal. His magic skills are ordinary, but he is quite accomplished in martial arts. Not only does he have the "Cihang Pudu Sword Canon", but he is also proficient in marksmanship, swordsmanship and various strange weapons. In addition to his mentor Cihang Zhenren In addition to being taught by others, there are also some skills passed down from family. This is also the disadvantage of ordinary disciples from Wanxiang Dao Palace.

The underground palace occupies a huge area and is very vast. The dome is supported by huge pillars. It is somewhat similar to what Qi Xuansu saw in his dream. At the deepest point is the six-armed Wuluo statue, with countless candles burning under its feet. The heads were piled up into a hill in front of him.

At this time, the underground palace was in chaos. The followers of the Lingshan Witch Cult were fighting with the men in black and the Qingluan Guards. Because they were at a numerical disadvantage, Xia Chang and Zhu Cheng were unable to join forces to deal with Zhang Yuelu. Xia Chang had to fight Zhang Yuelu alone. .

Xia Chang punched out, bringing up a gust of cold wind.

Faced with this punch, Zhang Yuelu turned around like a butterfly through a flower to avoid the punch. At the same time, the paper sword in his hand pointed lightly at Xia Chang's temple.

Xia Chang forcibly twisted his body, stretched out his hand to block Zhang Yuelu's paper sword, and then slammed his foot on the ground to release his force, leaving a big hole in the ground.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and punched again.

Zhang Yuelu's feet touched a little, and his body floated backwards. Lotus flowers were born with every step, and lotus trees were born with every step. He casually pointed out the paper sword in his hand, and the sword energy was generated by itself, and it shot towards Xia Chang's face.

Xia Chang punched away the sword energy and was a little surprised by Zhang Yuelu's weakness.

But then he thought about it, and it was reasonable. Even if this Taoist woman escaped from Bon Lan Temple by chance, her vitality would definitely be severely damaged and she would no longer be at her peak. This was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of her illness and kill her.

Xia Chang stepped forward, his fists constantly clashing with the paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand. It was clearly made of flesh and blood, but it was like the collision of swords, and the sound of clanging metal and stone was endless.

The paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand is constantly changing various sword techniques. It is unpredictable and dizzying, like a dazzling flower, never leaving Xia Chang's vital points. But compared to the previous sword fight between her and Xie Qiuniang, the sword she drew now could only be said to be quite satisfactory. Both the sword energy and speed were weakened.

However, Xia Chang was far inferior to Xie Qiuniang, and he continued to have scars on his body.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuelu struck down with the paper sword in his hand, nothing more than a stick.

As the saying goes, if it can kill people directly, there is no need to use too many fancy tricks.

Facing this sword, Xia Chang shouted angrily, stamped hard with his feet, and took a stance to receive Zhang Yuelu's sword forcefully.

There was an explosion.

Zhang Yuelu's figure floated backwards, like a kite with broken strings in the wind, but in fact it was all the energy that had been resolved.

Looking back at Xia Chang, not only were there cracks on the ground under his feet, but bones were visible on his hands and arms, and blood was flowing freely.

Zhang Yuelu fluttered to the ground, pointing with the paper sword in his hand, and the sword energy shot out like a bow and crossbow.

Xia Chang was afraid and wanted to retreat. He knew that he should stay away from the edge at this time and wait for Zhu Cheng to arrive before making any plans. At least he should not risk his own life. However, when he wanted to retreat, Zhang Yuelu unexpectedly He was in front of him in an instant, and a sword was pointed at his heart. The force was not strong, but it was just enough to make him unavoidably stagger.

At this moment, the paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand turned into a broadsword.

Zhang Yuelu held the knife with both hands and swept across it.

The moment of youth is like a wisp of the slanting moon.

Xia Chang's face suddenly turned pale. Chang slowly looked down and saw a red line on his waist, which was extremely dazzling.

Zhang Yuelu stepped back, his face expressionless.

Neither Tiangang Hall nor Beichen Hall is a kind place. Most of the cult monsters are fearful of power and have no morals. Only by having a Bodhisattva heart and using thunderbolt methods can they frighten people's hearts and then kill them.

After a moment, Xia Chang's upper body fell to the ground and struggled to crawl, but his lower body remained standing, motionless.

His whole body was actually split into two.

However, this knife also greatly damaged Zhang Yuelu's energy, and his face became paler.

Zhang Yuelu ignored his fatigue and weakness and headed towards another place.

Wang Zicheng fell in love with Zhu Cheng. Because Wang Zicheng was injured, he was already at a disadvantage and even in danger. In another half an hour, he would be beaten to death by Zhu Cheng.

Zhucheng pressed the Buddhist "Mahamudra" on his head, and Wang Zicheng knelt down on one knee, bleeding from all his orifices.

At this moment, Zhang Yuelu arrived and replaced Wang Zicheng.

Zhu Cheng punched out brazenly, his punch traveling in a straight line and hitting Zhang Yuelu.

Zhang Yuelu avoided its sharp edge and dodged to the side.

In the previous fight with Xia Chang, Xia Chang, who was always known for his brute strength, was unable to touch the corners of Zhang Yuelu's clothes. This showed that Zhang Yuelu was very fast, but now he was unable to completely dodge Zhu Cheng's punch. A punch hit the left shoulder, and the whole person fell sideways. Zhang Yuelu twisted his body in mid-air, like a fallen leaf swinging in the wind. After falling to the ground, there was no sound.

After all, Zhang Yuelu was not in the immeasurable stage of being a celestial being. After a series of fierce battles, the true energy in his body was severely depleted and he was no longer in his peak state.

However, after Zhang Yuelu landed on the ground, he advanced instead of retreating. Wisps of aura lingered on the blade of the paper knife in his hand, and the knife glowed sharply.

Zhang Yuelu's sword skills are unpretentious and unpretentious. It can be said to be from the most complex to the simplest. The sword moves are straight forward, all for the purpose of killing people. There are few flashy tricks. This is a sword that was born on the battlefield. Dharma may not be so good when competing with others for victory or defeat, but when it comes to life and death with others, the effect is particularly immediate.

Zhu Cheng is also a martial artist.

Facing Zhang Yuelu's fierce sword strike, Zhu Cheng used force to overcome the skill. Not only did he break the sword strike with one punch, but he also hit Zhang Yuelu's forehead and between his eyebrows non-stop. The wind caused by the blow caused Zhang Yuelu's His hair flew back violently, but when his fist was only an inch away from his forehead, Zhang Yuelu's body swept backwards, narrowly avoiding the aftermath of the punch.

Zhu Cheng won't show mercy to others, and followed him closely.

I saw blue veins bulging on Zhu Cheng's arms, like tiny dragons hidden under the skin. At the same time, the blood circulation in his body was like the tide of a river. You could faintly hear the sound of blood flowing, and he was wearing a domineering arrogance of a martial artist. Undoubtedly, Zhu Cheng took a step forward seemingly without any order, causing the ground beneath his feet to sink. Then, relying on the majestic energy accumulated under his feet, Zhu Cheng's whole body seemed to be shot out like an arrow from a string, and he was close to Zhang Yuelu in an instant. Even if Zhang Yuelu is a banished immortal, he still has no good way to deal with it at this moment. He can only try his best to retreat again and again, trying to avoid its edge.

One person rushes forward, the other slides backward, and the distance between the two always remains the same.

Every time Zhu Cheng took a step, the ground trembled, leaving a deep footprint. His figure suddenly accelerated. At the same time, the joints and periosteum all over his body were like heavy drums, and his spine twisted and twisted, making endless clicking sounds, like an evil dragon. Hide behind and roll. Then, from his chest and abdomen, shoulders, elbows, wrists, and fists, a series of explosion-like sounds were heard in sequence. The punch broke through the air, and thousands of thunder sounds were heard. With one punch, Zhang Yuelu finally had no way to avoid it.

It's as strong as a collapsed bow, and as powerful as thunder.

With a bang, Zhang Yuelu was blown away by the punch and flew backwards.

After landing, Zhang Yuelu slapped the ground with one palm, stood up on his own, and spat out a mouthful of shocking blood.

"Master Zhang..." Wang Zicheng dragged his seriously injured body and reluctantly took a step forward.

Zhang Yuelu raised his hand to stop his unspoken words and signaled that he was fine.

Wang Zicheng stopped again, but he still couldn't hide the worry on his face.

Zhu Cheng sneered and punched again. There was nothing fancy about it. It was just a straight punch, but it was powerful and heavy. The fist made a faint sound of thunder. His speed was not inferior to Zhang Yuelu at all. Faced with this punch, Zhang Yuelu except There is no other way except hard resistance.

Zhang Yuelu could only turn the paper sword into a paper umbrella and block it in front of him. However, the power of this punch was too strong and too heavy. Even the paper umbrella could not completely remove the power contained in it. Only cracks appeared under Zhang Yuelu's feet. There were countless cracks, and the body slipped backwards, causing two scratches on the ground.

Zhu Cheng took a breath and punched out quickly with another punch. It fell with the force of wind and thunder, and exploded with dark energy. There was only a bang. Zhang Yuelu maintained the posture of holding the umbrella in front of him, and his figure drifted back. Getting further and further away from Wang Zicheng.

Zhu Cheng did not give Zhang Yuelu a chance to breathe and adjust his breath. He was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. His body was like a cavalry charge, and his fists were like a full bow string. Then he followed up with another punch, making it impossible for Zhang Yuelu, who was still in mid-air, to dodge. , took the punch firmly, and the whole body's infuriating energy exploded like firecrackers.

Zhang Yuelu, who fell from the air, stamped a circle of cracks on the ground, and the paper umbrella in his hand collapsed into countless white papers, flying in all directions.

Zhang Yuelu himself knew very well that the secret of "no photographic paper" lies in change. Just like Sanren, he knows a little bit of everything but is not proficient in anything. He can attack and defend, but he is not as good as other semi-immortals in terms of offense and defense.

She used "No Photo Paper" to resist Zhu Cheng's three punches in succession, which caused a considerable loss of energy. That's all. The key is that she suffered too much in the previous battles, especially when she met Xie Qiuniang, a hermit who was evenly matched. She used magic methods that greatly damaged her energy. Less than half of her true energy was left, and she couldn't even maintain it. The "no photo paper" changes are no longer enough.

If she continues to fight like this, I'm afraid she will fall into a desperate situation.