Seeing the giant bronze blade getting closer and closer, the alchemy cultivator, who had almost exhausted his spiritual energy, did not dare to lift it up, and slapped it down with a palm. Then he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell from the sky.
His injuries were not serious, and he had used up too much spiritual energy. At this moment, he had a vague feeling of losing his strength.
In the sky, the Da Geng bronzeware spun and fell, but was caught by Lin Xiaolu who jumped up just halfway down.
After catching the blade, he held the knife in one hand and swung it from top to bottom. The moment the blade was swung down, he stepped hard on the tip of the knife. His whole body looked like he had taken a step in the air, and his whole body changed instantly. direction, flying out with an extremely weird bounce, fiercely pounced on the Danjie monk who also fell, and slashed with his sword!
Japanese Sword Technique - Swiftly Step on the Swallow and Cut!
The falling Dandan cultivator looked confused. He had no idea how Lin Xiaolu managed to turn twice in the air when he clearly had no spiritual power.
At this moment, he was indeed at his wits' end. Looking at the Dageng bronze weapon coming towards him, he quickly mobilized the little spiritual power left in his body and released an arc-shaped spiritual knife again!
It is almost impossible to borrow force when people are in the air. At this moment, Lin Xiaolu has borrowed the power of a knife with his strong physical fitness and skills. There is no way to avoid it. He can only tighten the energy and blood in his body in an instant and use horizontal hard Qigong to harden the sword. Take this.
In the end, the two sides collided while falling in the air. Lin Xiaolu shouted and slashed at the monk's head with a knife, and the monk's arc-shaped spiritual knife also hit the young man's chest firmly.
"boom!"
Both sides suffered heavy losses at the same time and were scattered in mid-air. Then they both fell into the pit at the same time!
After Lin Xiaolu fell into the pit, he knelt down on one knee and inserted the Da Geng bronze into the ground to stabilize his shaky body. Then, his face changed slightly, his chest rose and fell slightly, and then he spit out a piece of it with a "Wow!" Yin Hong.
Compared to the extent of his injuries. Although the monk Jiedan was also shaken by the weight of the Dageng bronze, his head was buzzing, but he could barely stand up.
At this point, the verdict is drawn!
At the same time, the main peak of Emei, Qingluan Hall.
Ye Qingluan, who was peeling bananas and retreating, suddenly seemed to feel something, and his beautiful eyes moved slightly.
She looked around, then an idea came to her mind, and the next second, the figure appeared in a room full of candles.
"Hey, let me, the leader, take a look at which little cub is in danger."
Ye Qingluan held a banana in his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and walked past burning red candles one after another.
Soon, she stopped in front of a candle that was flickering and shaking, as if it was going to go out at any moment.
"Lin Xiaolu?"
Looking at the name engraved under the candle, a boy who kept grinning suddenly appeared in Ye Qingluan's mind.
"It's you, you brat. You've just been down the mountain and you're about to die. You really know how to play. Your boss and sister haven't even come out of seclusion yet."
She muttered, ate the banana in one bite, threw away the peel, then took out another one from the ring, and hummed while peeling it:
"Okay, okay, your boss is not here, so I have to make a trip by myself."
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"Deer!"
"Aning, don't come down yet, I'll just take a rest."
Lin Xiaolu endured the severe pain and shouted, stopping Jiang Ning from jumping into the pit.
At this moment, he was kneeling on one knee, breathing heavily.
He found that his body had gradually become numb and his consciousness was gradually disappearing.
He estimated that this would be painful for several days.
Sigh~ It’s difficult to handle. Lin Xiaolu was extremely depressed. Even if he was still unconvinced, he had to admit at this moment that the Dan Formation Realm was really difficult to deal with.
Wu Gu's magic weapon, Hua Die's magic weapon, and himself trying his best, failed to kill him, and now he is about to be destroyed by the group.
But since he was so seriously injured, it’s time for the boss to come, right?
Well, the boss is probably still in retreat, so it’s time for the head sister to come too, right?
Sister in charge, come on, take this stinky old man’s head off and let me kick it like a ball.
The young man was wailing helplessly in his heart, but what he didn't know was that just as he was wailing in his heart, outside the deep pit, the handsome duck who was originally anxious for himself suddenly seemed to have discovered something. He spread his wings and hid in a Behind the pile of rubble, he held his head with his wings and shivered.
It hugged its head, trembling while whispering to the anxious Jiang Ning not far away:
"Aning, don't worry, Ye Qingluan is here!"
Jiang Ning, who was crying in a hurry, was stunned and looked at the frightened Handsome Duck in confusion. Just when she was about to ask Ye Qingluan who he was, Handsome Duck made a hissing gesture to her with his wings.
"Please keep your voice down, Ye Qingluan is just... Oh, don't worry anyway, Xiaolu will be fine today. I'll find a place to hide first, otherwise Ye Qingluan will definitely roast me if he sees me. .”
After saying that, Handsome Duck lay on the ground, stuck out his butt, and crawled forward cautiously, as if he was afraid of being discovered.
At this time, in the huge pit, there were some exhausted monks holding their own scimitars and smiling at the young man ten meters in front of them:
"Little brother, you have indeed given me too many surprises. You are actually able to withstand my Spiritual Sword Technique with a mortal body. You are indeed powerful. But it is a pity that you met me!"
Lin Xiaolu, whose body was numb and unable to move, knelt on one knee and lowered his head without speaking. He was too lazy to pay attention to the person in front of him.
He was thinking, why hasn't the head sister come yet?
be lost?
Then you are really going to die today?
In the distance, the monk Jiedan looked at the scimitar in his hand and continued to smile at him:
"I didn't expect that I would be injured like this today, and the spiritual energy in my body is almost exhausted. But fortunately, my Phoenix Bamboo Spirit Sword can still perform long-range attacks on my behalf.
I already know how good you are, and I won’t kill you if I get too close. "
Lin Xiaolu:......
His mind moved, he tried hard to control his numb palms, and squeezed them gently.
If the head sister never comes, then there is really nothing I can do about it. How about trying again? .
He thought this and then silently closed his eyes.
The state described on the last page of the booklet seems to be quite close to my current state, where my whole body is gradually losing consciousness.
Seeing that Lin Xiaolu was still kneeling on one knee, with his head lowered and not looking at him, the Danjie monk thought that he had completely resigned himself to his fate and gave up the struggle.
Humph, don’t you even have the strength to raise your head and look at me?
After all, it is just a mortal body.
After saying that, he sneered disdainfully, then sharply raised the scimitar, using up his last bit of spiritual power, he slashed hard at the young man kneeling on one knee!
"Goodbye little doll! Spiritual Sword Technique!"
"call out!"
A harsh sound broke through the air, and a red arc-shaped spiritual knife was slashed out instantly, flying straight towards the boy's head with a sharp hurricane!
In the distance, Jiang Ning's beautiful red eyes widened when she saw this scene.
Beside her, Wugou and Shangguan Shiliu, who were also seriously injured, had just woken up. They were both shocked when they saw this!
And just when the arc-shaped spiritual knife was only a few inches away from the boy, and it seemed as if his body and head were about to be separated at the next moment, the boy with his head lowered and his eyes closed suddenly relaxed, and then his strength suddenly collapsed, and he grabbed hold of his body. The Dageng bronze vessel next to him lowered his head, closed his eyes, and knelt on one knee, swinging his sword suddenly! Completely display the sword skills that only exist in martial arts theory!
"Pfft!"
~
Lin Xiaolu opened his eyes, and the knife in his hand still maintained the posture of wielding it.
In front of him was the wave of swords that had just been chopped apart.
After the wave of knives, there was the Danjie monk whose throat was cut open!
"Cough cough~ cough cough."
The pill-forming monk held his throat that was constantly spraying blood and looked at the young man in disbelief.
"You, ahem, you, what...spiritual method is this!"
The young man slowly raised his head, looked at him and said softly:
“This is not some spiritual method, this is Kung Fu!
Created by the ancestors of the Qi family - Fushe Dao·Kong! "
The monk Jiedan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but it was difficult to make a sound due to the leakage in his throat. In the end, he twitched a few times, covered his throat, knelt on his knees, and then fell to the ground with a "plop".
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No one noticed that outside the pit, a beautiful figure eating a banana nodded with satisfaction after seeing this.
"Well, the little guy is pretty good. He can barely form a killing pill after not seeing him for a few months. He does look a bit like the demeanor of his stinky junior brother back then."
After talking to herself, Qianying looked at the young people in the field and was slightly surprised.
An unintentional apprentice? The little girl from the Shangguan family?
