The only people who can rescue Tang Jin at this time are naturally the Dongfang family. This woman is Lu Yuan, and the middle-aged man is Uncle Fu.
Silver light flashed and cold light filled the sky. Wherever the sharp edge of Lu Yuan's hand touched, flesh and blood flew everywhere. The ferocity almost changed the color of the entire venue.
At the same time, everyone also noticed the weapon in her hand, a hook. Ancient people said that a hook is also a weapon, and it curves like a sword, so the hook kills people.
The hook is also one of the eighteen kinds of weapons. Although it is not rare, it is not as popular as the sword after all, which means that there are not many masters of the hook, and the women who can use the hook are even rarer.
The double hooks in Lu Yuan's hands seemed to be filled with spirituality. When she swung them, they were twisting and turning, cunning and cold. When a silver light fell, a human head flew up. The older Wuyue people seemed to see in her the three members of Huangfu's family. The young lady killed all the shadows in Wandaomen.
Back then, Huangfu Xiaoyuan used a pair of axes, which were powerful and heavy. He slashed and struck like a storm. Now, the double hooks used by Lu Yuan were as fast as a dragon and as ferocious as a wolf. Although the path was completely different, the momentum when he struck was... Very similar, both of them proved their ways by killing.
"Bold witch!"
Xuan Ku was like a vajra with angry eyes. In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten headless corpses of Shaolin disciples on the ground. How could he not be angry and kill his disciples in front of him? Regardless of whether this woman was related to Jin Yiwei or not, today he was Want to avenge your comrades.
Throwing away the broken Zen staff, Xuanku took out both palms. His hands were glowing with the color of bronze, and the force of his palms was blasted out with a roaring sound of wind. It was the Shaolin's unique Vajra Palm.
Lu Yuan looked coldly, her hooks were like snakes, and two silver hooks were placed on the neck of a Shaolin disciple who was fighting with his arms. She spread her arms to the left and right, and with just one stroke, another head shot up into the sky.
She kicked the headless corpse towards Xuanku, who had to withdraw half of his palm to catch the corpse. Looking at the miserable condition of the Shaolin disciples, the look of grief and anger on Xuanku's face became even more intense.
Everyone present was dumbfounded. The high-strength martial arts skills of killing Shaolin disciples like pigs were secondary. The important point was how dare she dare. This was Shaolin, the dignified Southern Shaolin.
"The witch will be punished!"
There was wind under Xuan Ku's feet, and he exerted force with his palms again. Together with the other three monks of the Xuan generation around him, the four palm forces merged into one, and the huge copper-colored palms roared out.
Lu Yuan turned back, and at the same time, the silver hook in her left hand flew out and pierced the throat of a young monk named Hui. She pulled back with her left hand, and it turned out that there was a silk thread tied to the handle of the silver hook. , the little monk's body was pulled over like flying.
She retracted the silver hook smoothly, turned around and kicked the young monk's body towards the incoming palm. The two collided, and the young monk's body was immediately torn into pieces.
Xuan Ku was extremely angry: "Junior brothers, form a formation together!"
The other three people rushed out together, using various punches and eight palm moves. Lu Yuan's double hooks came out at the same time. The transparent silk thread spread out in all directions like a spider web. The two silver hooks seemed to come alive. They were like flying snakes and several The monks fought together, causing everyone to scream in surprise.
On the stage, Lu Hanjiang had to admit that this girl from the Dongfang family was indeed not bad at martial arts. Being able to use the double hook to this extent was enough to be called a master.
Among the martial arts of the Dongfang family, the most famous one is Shenfa Fuyao Jiutian. As for the other martial arts, they don't seem to be too outstanding, but on the other hand, it seems that this also means that the people of the Dongfang family have a wide variety of martial arts.
Seeing that the four Xuanku people seemed to be setting up the Four Diamond Formations, Lu Hanjiang was also curious. He had personally tested the power of this formation. He had fought against them in Southern Shaolin under the alias Yue Lifeng.
The four diamond formations are indeed extraordinary, and the four monks of the Xuan generation are also extraordinary. Lu Hanjiang was limited by the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect and had to use weapons to break the formation. The Dongfang family woman did not have magic weapons like him. , I don’t know how to break the formation.
In the field, monks from all directions had already stood still. Each of the four opened their mouths and roared. Four sound waves of lion roars struck Lu Yuan in the middle. She suddenly retracted her two silver hooks, stepped lightly, and flashed away. Passed away, and in the blink of an eye only a few afterimages could be seen.
Even Lu Hanjiang was a little surprised. Fuyao Jiutian's Qinggong movement that became the best in the world was indeed well deserved.
The Qinggong of each school has its own characteristics, such as the Wudang Ladder Cloud Zong, which can move up and down freely, is extremely light, and uses variety to confuse the enemy. Another example is the Lingbo Weibu of the Xiaoyao School, which uses hexagrams and Taoism as the core to make generals It looks like a ghost, extremely mysterious.
But Dongfang Family's Fuyao Jiutian doesn't have those profound mysteries. The core of this movement technique has only one word, and that is fast.
It was so fast that the enemy could not react in time, so fast that the enemy could not catch it. Lu Yuan's martial arts originally followed a fast route. As soon as Fuyao Jiutian was used, even if Xuan Ku and the four people set up their formations, the opponent was as light as a swallow and was so fast. If it were alarmed, they wouldn't be able to catch it at all.
Xuan Ku was shocked when he saw a silver light explode in front of his eyes. He hurriedly said: "Junior brother, be careful!"
The monk of the Xuan generation was half a beat slower when he heard Xuan Ku's voice. He hurriedly picked up the crescent shovel in his hand and swept it. He only heard a crisp sound, and the flying hook flew into the sky, but there was a long and cold breath. The energy spread throughout his body in an instant.
It turned out that Lu Yuan had landed behind him at some point, and threw out three silver needles and landed on his back. The monk's blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood was all black in color, and he His face was as pale as frost, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body turned green and black.
"Is it poison?!"
Xuan Ku was frightened and angry, and struck out with another powerful Vajra Palm move. Lu Yuan met him with a fist, and immediately retreated. His figure flickered in the field like a ghost, and there was no way to make a move.
They did not dare to be careless, and the three of them immediately gathered around the poisoned monk. They were relieved when they saw that he immediately blocked his acupuncture points, preventing the poison from spreading.
"Bold witch, you can deceive no one in my Shaolin!"
There was a sound that shook the sky like thunder. It turned out that Master Lingwu couldn't help it anymore. He pulled away from the battle with Fu Bo. His tiger eyes kept scanning left and right. Finally, he caught a glimpse of a flash of silver light. The old monk flicked the monk Robe, pointed out with one finger in the air.
Lu Yuan, who was flying, saw only a pale finger force coming towards her. It was fierce and domineering, and the power was horrifying. She quickly crossed her double hooks in front of her chest to protect her, and hit the silver hook with her finger force, causing a tooth-piercing tear. The sound suddenly sounded.
Her heart was slightly shaken, and she gave up the hooks without hesitation, and dodged to the side. The hooks were destroyed and twisted by the force of her fingers, and broke into four parts in an instant.
Such ferocious fingering techniques must be the Shaolin's Shaolinless Tribulation Finger among the seventy-two stunts.
When Ling Wu saw his disciples being slaughtered, he couldn't help but take action with anger. Although he interrupted Lu Yuan's offensive, it also gave Uncle Fu a chance.
When Ling Wu pulled away, Fu Bo suddenly slapped Ling Miao away with his palms, and then turned around and landed on Tang Jin's side.
Tang Jin was startled. Before he could speak, he heard Uncle Fu whisper: "Don't worry, Master Jin. I'm here to rescue you."
Tang Jin was stunned for a moment, young master? he?
The middle-aged man didn't give him a chance to react, and quickly tapped his acupuncture points, picked him up and ran away without saying a word. Elder Qi lowered his head, probably counting the ants, and stood there blankly without making a move.
Lingmiao immediately chased after him, but was left far behind by Uncle Fu. When Lingwu saw this scene, his eyes were as wide as copper bells. It was very scary. What a gang of beggars, what a royal guard, this matter is not over!
