The dark wind howled in the phosphorescent green cave, and a shadow quietly approached on the rock wall.
Jiang Wen completely ignored the approaching black figure, turned around suddenly and waved out his palm, slashing at a gray mist in the air without thinking.
The sound of cracking silk was heard in the air, and four palms suddenly collided together.
The two of them violently exchanged palms and suddenly separated. They each took a step back, not daring to fight at all.
Jiang Wen became more and more vigilant. When the opponent heard that he was going to enlarge his attack, he immediately touched his side and wanted to hit him with a fatal blow. He also used bronze mirrors and black gauze to hide his whereabouts. If he didn't pay attention, he would guess the wrong direction.
Fortunately, Jiang Wen had the ability to listen and argue, so he basically couldn't deceive him.
And this time the palm confrontation also made the two of them secretly frightened.
The two felt that the strength of the other's palm was unexpectedly strong, and they ignored the temptation as soon as they struck, trying to catch the other off guard. They both secretly cursed the other for being despicable and shameless.
"What a profound iron sand palm power. Is this the Holy Boy of the White Lotus Sect?"
The ethereal voice suddenly turned cold, echoing over and over again from outside the cave. The echoes spread all over the cracks in the stone pillars, obviously also guarding Jiang Wen's listening position.
"The Eight Generals of Qingshan, catch the murderer as quickly as possible and act as fast as the law dictates!"
The mantra sounded, and the eight shackle generals who were standing still suddenly rushed forward. The iron shackles fell straight down, and the iron chains blocked them. They surrounded Jiang Wen in an overwhelming formation. The strong wind hit his face and made him suffocated instantly. There was no way to escape. , inevitable.
"It's quite rude for Jiang to come empty-handed. Why not perform a sword dance to cheer up the Holy Child?"
Jiang Wen's eyes flashed coldly. While the sword was still on the stone wall, he grabbed the rusty hatchet on the table and swung it in the air.
There was no dodge, no feint, and no block with this sword.
This sword is too simple, so simple that it only has the first slash, so simple that there is neither the first nor the coming one, so simple that it is earth-shattering.
This sword seemed to be wielded just for the sake of swinging it, as if it was chopping wood just for the purpose of chopping wood. The weapons blocking the road were like dead branches broken and scattered all over the ground.
However, Jin Duan Jade's chop hit their arms and bodies, but it seemed to have hit the broken leather and bundled grass. There were only a few clicks, but not a trace of blood was left.
"Can't cut it in?!"
Surprised, Jiang Wen waved his palm and knocked the red-faced general back three steps.
No wonder the opponent missed a hit and let these eight corpses come to stop him. He was so fearless of life and death and pain, so he was really difficult to deal with.
The eight shackles were divided into two columns. Each of them abandoned their broken weapons and punched Jiang Wen. Two rows of generals raised their arms flat, stiffened their bodies, and jumped forward in leaps and bounds. They moved like zombies, and the stench of rotting corpses hit their faces.
Jiang Wen held the knife in his left hand and feinted, keeping his right palm hidden. He took advantage of the opportunity of close contact and slowly unleashed twelve points of force to hit one of them.
Ordinary stone slabs would inevitably turn into powder under this palm, but the other party endured this palm without any retreat. When the eyelids on the bruised face were rolled up, the pupils were completely scattered, but a mouth of fangs was exposed, and there was no feeling. .
Yuan Huazi also had purple blood streaks on his face. It was obvious that the poisoning was getting worse. He still reminded him: "Jiang Wen, these people are in Taiyin. Their souls have passed through their three sense organs. Their flesh is gray and rotten, their blood is sinking and their pulses are scattered. I'm afraid." The other party used the Taiyin Corpse Refining Technique."
Jiang Wen was silent after hearing this.
Ordinary people can be slashed by swords only by practicing hard skills internally and soft armor externally. But as long as they are flesh and blood, they will definitely not be able to withstand the internal energy hitting their lungs, and it is impossible to be like these people in front of Jiang Wen, who only feel like they are being hit on rotten wood and leather.
Therefore, Yuan Huazi immediately thought of the corpse refining technique of Jianghu sects and warned Jiang Wen to be careful.
The eight corpse generals were seen beating their arms straight up and down again. Although their knees were not bent, their vertical jumps were extremely flexible, forcing Jiang Wen to a desperate situation.
This strange way of action reminded Jiang Wen of the Yan Family Zombie Boxing that was popular in Chenzhou, Western Hunan.
This boxing technique relies on rubbing the body with poisonous water and practicing boxing in the middle of the night, mixed with Chenzhou Zhu Youke's mind-intimidating technique. It also has the same weird movements and surprising moves. But zombie boxing is nothing more than martial arts. How can one be so invulnerable and invulnerable to fists and feet?
The eight generals of the shackles suddenly took action, and they all raised their arms in the "zombie worshiping the moon" move. Their poisonous claws oozing with pus and blood created a fishy wind, as if they were going to knock Jiang Wencha to the ground.
Jiang Wen made nine straight blows with his hatchet, sealing the door, but when every move landed, a zombie stood up to block it; then he waved a series of nine palms, avoiding the real ones and hitting the empty ones, but every palm When you get close, a zombie greets you with its chest raised.
However, after sixteen blows, the energy hidden behind the hatchet and the cotton palm finally burst out, with a faint sound of dragon roar, and a passage was suddenly opened in the gap between the corpse generals' combined attacks!
Jiang Wen jumped up, jumped between the ferocious-looking corpses, stretched out his hand to pull out, and grabbed the ancient sword that was deep into the stone wall in his hand.
The zombies who had just been defeated were divided into two teams without fear, stood up on the spot in a "zombie resurrection" style, and rushed to Jiang Wen with arms and claws outstretched.
When General Shackles stepped forward, his light sword skills cut across the opponent's skin, and his masculine sword skills cut into the opponent's vital points. They were blocked again by a zombie on each side. The swords made a muffled sound of piercing into the defeated enemy, but they could not be withdrawn.
The sword that penetrated the zombie's body was suddenly thrown away by Jiang Wen. He turned around and held it upside down, turning it into a right sword and left sword posture, and pulled it out of the copper and iron zombie's body with his backhand.
"I see……"
Jiang Wen snorted coldly and turned around when he came back again, already full of energy. This time his martial arts methods suddenly changed again, and his style was completely different from before.
The knife was still a dull hatchet, and the sword was still a rusty ancient sword, but Jiang Wen's murderous aura suddenly rushed towards him, like a humanoid beast with ferocious claws and teeth.
At this time, Jiang Wen began to fight against the enemy with swords and swords, as if the world was turning upside down, and his tricks became more bizarre, more sinister and sinister.
The sword he held was originally gentle, but it cut and slashed, turning it into an extremely masculine sword technique; while the sword he held was used to stab, pick, and chop, all in the light and agile way of a single sword. At this time, the sword has become a sword, and the sword has become a sword. Knife, the moves have become bizarre and unpredictable, making the zombies unable to stop them, making them look a little confused.
The Eight Generals of Qingshan were beaten back repeatedly by the strange moves of the swords, but Jiang Wen finally saw a flaw, and used the "Yue Nu Broken Sword" learned from the ancient bronze sword to strike the ground like a green thunder.
Once the martial arts technique was used, which could easily repel even the chisel-toothed people, the sword immediately knocked down a zombie that rushed to block it, and then slashed into another zombie behind him with unabated force.
But this time, the opponent vomited blood and fell to the ground. Even the whole team of generals were in chaos, their hands and feet were trembling as if they were crazy.
After a few cuts, he discovered why the zombies who were hit by the sword never hit the sword, and the zombies who blocked the sword never blocked the sword?
Since ancient times, soldiers have never been tired of deception. Jiang Wen deceived the White Lotus Sect and said that he was a master of swordsmanship. In fact, he used Gongsun Zhi's insidious "Yin Yang Reverse Blade Technique". The three moves of "Yang Wrong" and "Yin Sheng Yang Decline" deceive the opponent into thinking that his sword is a sword and his sword is a sword.
Until he finally used the special skill "Yang Feng Yin Wei" and let the sword remain a sword, the opponent was completely fooled!
"Very good. You can actually come up with the method of using the technique of driving away corpses to form a team of two living people and two dead people, and connect their hands and feet with iron chains and shackles. The living people wear rattan armor, and the dead wear chainmail and swords. Then the living person will block it with rattan armor, and the dead person will be manipulated to take the attack with fists and kicks."
Jiang Wen shook the bronze sword and shook off the hot blood that only a living person could see on it, "Transforming death into life, using life as death, it's all false and true, true and false. If someone who doesn't know about it encounters it, I'm afraid they really think it's true." I'm fighting zombies. After I lose my soul, no matter how strong my martial arts is, I won't be able to perform as well as I can..."
Jiang Wen never believed that the White Lotus Sect could control ghosts and gods, or that anyone in this world could control Yi Xi's affairs, so he remained calm until he analyzed the flaws in the other party's behavior pattern.
"Did Jiang's sword dance impress Your Excellency? How compared to Fan Kuai at the Chu-Han Hongmen Banquet?"
The ethereal voice gritted its teeth, but it no longer had the majestic and sacred attitude.
"Double kill with swords... What a double kill with swords..."
Judging from the old Taoist priest's calm expression, he should have seen through the other party's weirdness long ago, and he was just stalling for time here.
Jiang Wen looked at Yuan Huazi speechlessly and said: "Master, didn't you tell me that 'the ones who don't see are called Yi, and those who don't hear are called Xi'? These things that can be explained clearly by the naked eye are definitely not true immortals." Holy?"
Yuan Huazi replied with a serious expression: "Then have I ever told you the principle of 'when things are slow, follow perseverance, and when things are urgent, follow authority' - there are many people across from them."
