At this moment, in the palace that was half in ruins, drops of blood were falling intermittently on the ground, splashing scarlet red.
Lin Xiaolu, covered in injuries and stained with blood, knelt on the ground on one knee, surrounded by several inhuman corpses.
He lowered his head and supported his knees with one hand wrapped around the Youzhou lock. The other hand held the Dageng bronze vessel stuck on the ground. After a long time, he slowly raised his head.
At this moment, his hair was completely spread out, there were wounds on his neck and forehead, and his whole face was covered with blood. He looked at the monks in front of him with slightly narrowed eyes.
The monks were all injured and stood in a row, holding their own blades and magic weapons, panting and looking at him with lingering fears.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly stood up, while the remaining Japanese monks also raised their weapons and shouted at him in Japanese.
The two sides looked at each other for a long time, and the Japanese monks standing in a row suddenly roared, mobilized their spiritual power, and took action at the same time. When the young man saw the other party rushing towards him, his squinted pupils instantly expanded!
"puff!"
With just one encounter, the injured Lin Xiaolu brought out a double image, instantly shattering a monk's aura shield, and fiercely fought with the remaining Japanese monks.
In the ruins, he completely let go of the chain in one hand and the giant knife in the other. He was able to resist several monks by himself without falling behind. The sound of the blades, iron chains and the monks' magic weapons colliding could be heard endlessly, and the violent collisions caused explosions. Several beams of light blasted the dilapidated buildings around them to pieces, and managed to drag down all the pill-forming people present with their own strength!
"Boom!" A Japanese monk was knocked back by his violent power, and another monk immediately came over with a knife and cursed in Japanese. However, Lin Xiaolu blocked the attack with a knife, and then he was wrapped in an iron chain. He grabbed his throat with his hands in the air and slammed it to the ground.
Lin Xiaolu, who was covered in scars, didn't hold back his hand. He raised his hand to kill, but suddenly two monks held his arms down from behind. One of them fell from the sky, sacrificed a white cloth doll, and placed it on his head.
With the blessing of spiritual power, the extremely heavy giant spirit doll was pressed down. Lin Xiaolu did not react at all. He used brute force to push it away. Then he roared and threw away everyone. He suddenly hit several people with a sudden left and right move, and finally struck with a knife. When he swung out, the strong wind of the sword filled the air, with a flash of red light, and directly chopped off a monk's head!
Blood spilled all over the ground. Lin Xiaolu, who beheaded another person, smiled coldly, and then fought again with a knife.
The Japanese monks quickly activated their spiritual power, and fired several spiritual powers at once. Lin Xiaolu was still not afraid at all. The Da Geng bronze weapon was placed in front of him, and he used the knife as a shield to push forward and sprint close to them. Finally, he broke through them alive. attack, then swung the sword and shield horizontally, and punched out!
"Bang!"
One punch smashed an ancient mirror artifact, and the monk who was punching him was sent flying out with a groan, and crashed into the ruins.
After repelling the monk, Lin Xiaolu himself was hit in the face by a spiritual spell, and several people attached talismans behind him.
"boom!"
Several talismans exploded at the same time, and the powerful impact blasted him away. As soon as he flew out, a monk who had been prepared appeared at the place where he landed and brandished a knife at him!
"Death!"
The sword light swung by the samurai sword was flying fast. Lin Xiaolu was in mid-air. He raised his hand to block but it was too late. The sword light struck directly on his right hand holding the sword. A blood seam instantly appeared on his hand. Da Geng Bronze Ware He also subconsciously took action.
"Uh-huh!"
The monk missed with one strike, screamed strangely, and struck down again. Lin Xiaolu lost the knife, glared, and raised his hand to hold the chopped knife. The palm of his hand was immediately covered with blood cut by the blade, but he seemed not to feel the pain at all. Looking at it, even the hot blood flowed everywhere along the blade.
The Japanese monk's blade was held in his hands, and he screamed as he was about to pull it out, when Lin Xiaolu, who was holding the knife close to him, grabbed his throat and pushed him straight back!
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch~"
In the field, the young man held the blade in one hand and pinched the monk's throat with the other. He looked absolutely fierce. He grabbed the monk and ran rampant. He broke through a palace and rushed out of the ruins. Then he killed the monk who was almost strangled to death. Raising his hand high above his head, he drew a semicircle in the sky, then fell to the ground hard, and then stepped down with his foot!
"Crack!"
The monk's head was instantly trampled like a watermelon, extremely bloody!
In the field, the remaining Japanese monks flew over and looked at the ferocious young man in fear after seeing this scene.
It's so cruel, the boy in front of me has completely turned into a beast!
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu, covered in bloodstains and holding the sharp samurai sword in his hand, was also looking at them.
He smiled, raised his katana, held the handle, and exerted force!
"Qiang!" With a crisp sound, the katana was broken into two pieces.
Then, he threw away the katana as if it were trash, then raised his bloody hand full of wounds and struck at the remaining monks.
The monks took a deep breath when they saw this, a little frightened by the aura of the young man, and when they were still hesitating, Lin Xiaolu moved directly!
In the ruins, he swung his left arm fiercely, and the Youzhou Lock instantly turned into a whip and struck out. A monk raised his sword to block, but the iron chain instantly wrapped around his sword, and then the monk felt a great rush. With such huge force, the whole person was dragged directly forward!
In the field, the monks were shocked and angry, and they took action one after another, but the monk had already been pulled over by Lin Xiaolu. Facing the flying monk, Lin Xiaolu did not hesitate, stepped closer, and punched with a spin!
Tai Chi - Move! bar! hammer!
"boom!"
The monk's entire body was hit by a bow, his body-protecting aura was directly shattered, and a blood hole exploded in his lower back. Plasma, visceral fragments, and broken spine fragments spurted out from the blood hole. It's the boss who opens his eyes.
"call out!"
The monk had just died, and at the next moment, several spiritual spells were released by the remaining Japanese monks. Lin Xiaolu directly carried the body and charged with the corpse as a shield, letting the body be blasted to pieces by the spiritual spells. When he got close, he used his bare hands to kill him. The situation is so strong that he can just hit him indiscriminately.
At this moment, with his hands empty, he mastered various martial arts moves, Tai Chi, Bajiquan, Baguazhang, Li Sanjiao, all four kinds of exquisite moves in martial arts, and then used the power of the dragon to strike out.
But he was empty-handed after all, and it was still difficult to deal with the sword-wielding monks. After all, the sword was filled with light and spiritual power was scattered. Every time it was a life-threatening attack, even though Lin Xiaolu's speed was extremely fast, he faced This overwhelming offensive, like a downpour, was still a bit weak, and soon he was hit by several spiritual spells, adding more scars.
"Hey!" With a strange cry, a monk raised his palm and struck out, then swung his knife to chop. Lin Xiaolu grabbed the knife with his palm again, endured the pain of cutting his flesh, and knocked him out with a slap. Just as he was about to raise his hand to strike To kill him, he was hit in the back by a monk at close range.
"puff!"
The cold blade slashed into the back muscles, and blood spread everywhere. The young man roared in pain, and fell to the ground with the monk pressed down. He stared with blood-red eyes, and regardless of others, he punched down, and the bloody fist hit him directly. The blow penetrated deep into the monk's face, killing him on the spot.
If you can kill one more, kill one more!
Before the young man could get up, knives were swung at him from all directions. He was still not afraid, gritted his teeth and slid down.
Baguazhang - Mud Steps!
