Thunder on the ground! A sword like lightning!
When Taoist Yangshan was still immersed in the bright face that burned like a flower, and was in a trance, Xu Zhi's sword was already within three feet of him!
"Assassin? Where did the great master of martial arts come from!"
The soul of Yangshan Taoist was horrified: "What a quick sword, it's an assassin from the Chen clan!"
The third form of the Little Red Dragon Sword Sutra——
The return wind causes fire!
The blade of the sword pierced Taoist Yangshan's chest at an incredible speed, and in his shocked and desperate eyes, he leaned forward.
Ding!
What came out was not the dull feeling of flesh and blood being torn apart, but like a piece of iron stone being pierced.
No--
Even if the iron and stone were cut open by this sword filled with fetal breath, Taoist Yangshan's chest only shed a few drops of blood. The sword edge only penetrated two inches into the flesh and was killed by a powerful force. Clamp.
"This...could it be a Taoist technique for refining the physical body?"
Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, but it was this moment that made Yangshan Taoist come to his senses. With just a squeeze of his fist, he knocked Xu Zhi upside down and knocked over countless tables and chairs along the road.
"I have mastered the Taoism in the Golden Book. I am destined to become an immortal and an ancestor in this life, and enjoy eternal life! What about you? You are worthy of killing me!"
Yangshan Taoist was extremely afraid and angry.
He tore off the torn Taoist robe with two hands, and with his upper body naked, he pounced on Xu Zhi, who was struggling to get up, like a bear!
Boom!
The beam they were hugging was smashed with one punch. Amidst the screams of countless dust falling, Taoist Yangshan became more and more fierce. Every step he took made spider web-like cracks on the ground.
"Damn it! If I can still use a sword with my right hand, give me another low-grade talisman..."
Such strength is like a giant monster coming into the world.
Xu Zhi dodged left and right as he chased him, and only relied on the movement skills of the land magic to barely move around and parry.
puff!
Another sword stabbed out erratically, like a naughty boy stabbing a cicada. Although it seemed full of holes, it gave people the impression that it was inevitable.
Unable to dodge, Taoist Yangshan could only watch the sword fall towards his neck, almost slicing half of his throat, and then he stopped with difficulty.
"this……"
There was silence.
Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, never expecting that his sword could achieve such a feat. He suddenly laughed: "I thought your body was so indestructible, but it seems like you're just a show-off, but nothing!"
"Killing you is enough!"
Yangshan Taoist stared in shame, his fingers spread out like a cattail leaf fan, a violent wind blew up, and he fanned down hard.
Xu Zhi dodged Taoist Yangshan's palm in a flash.
"I understand. As expected, you are a casual cultivator and cannot enter the main entrance. Although your Taoist art of refining the physical body is magical, it is only the physical body after all. I think you know nothing about escape or other talismanic Taoist arts."
He stood still with his sword, and a falling evil talisman flew out from the palm of his hand and landed at the top door of Taoist Yangshan.
"Go!"
Taoist Yangshan was not good at escaping, so there was no way he could avoid this talisman that was activated like electricity.
The ferocious evil spirit spewed out like a vast ocean, and soon the Yangshan Taoist was in a trance. He stood in a daze on the spot, ignoring everything.
"This is really the body of a demon..."
Xu Zhi swung his sword and slashed his left arm, but all he could do was burst into flames and the sound of gold and iron.
When he shook his head and stopped playing, and was about to kill him with a sword, he suddenly secretly screamed that something was wrong.
Taoist Yangshan, who was fascinated by the Luosha Talisman, slowly opened his eyes at this moment. He stared blankly, then screamed in pain, and punched Xu Zhi into the air, almost vomiting blood.
"The Talisman! Get my Talisman!"
Taoist Yangshan roared.
"Junior brother, stop watching the show and come help me..."
Xu Zhi also coughed and used the broken sword to prop up his body.
If Taoist Yangshan had not punched him just now, if he hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, he held the sword across his heart to block it, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been as simple as coughing.
"What?"
Hearing Xu Zhi's cry, Taoist Yangshan felt a bad feeling in his heart.
"It seems that although senior brother has extraordinary swordsmanship, he is really not good at fighting. He underestimates the enemy."
Under the dull gaze of Taoist Yangshan.
The figure that haunted him slowly stood up, his voice was warm and low, and it was actually a man's voice.
"what? What?"
Taoist Yangshan covered the bleeding wound on his neck and almost fell to the ground:
"Beauty, you...are you a man?"
"I once saw Yan Zhen fighting with others. At that time, I only saw brilliance and glory, and her hands were not dusty. It was a full-fledged fairy method."
Chen Heng pulled off the pearls all over his head, threw them on the ground casually, stepped on them, and said:
"Today's incident is a bit like a fight between mortal masters."
"You have to give me a talisman, and I can also show you the Xian family's flying sword technique."
Xu Zhi rolled his eyes: "His physical Dao skills are so amazing. If I show off my breath to kill someone in front of you, I'm afraid I won't even be able to break his skin!"
"Damn it, where are my talismans! Why can't I sense any of them!"
Taoist Yangshan clenched his fists uneasily.
"I know that your talismans are powerful. As soon as you got them, you asked a guard with good dexterity skills to take them all away. Now, I'm afraid he has already taken your talismans and ran away from the mountain on horseback.
Chen Heng said calmly: "I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect you to give me the Thunderbolt Pearl so easily. It's unexpected."
"You... No, in addition to the beads, I also have the Five Light Pendant and the Six Cloudy Ghost Flags!"
At the critical moment of life and death, Taoist Yangshan's mind was as clear as ever.
Then.
He saw his son lowering his head silently and handing a big red lacquer bow to Chen Heng.
"damn it--"
Taoist Yangshan no longer hesitated, condensed the fetal breath into a black cloud, and flew away in a hurry with himself.
"Want to escape?"
Bengbengbengbengbeng~
Chen Heng made a light smack, opened his bow to the full moon, and fired six arrows in succession, targeting his eyebrows, heart, and limbs respectively. The air flow exploded between the lightning and flint, and the murderous intent was fierce!
"Go!"
In mid-air, Taoist Yangshan, who was walking straight up and down on the clouds, was like a living target. He was hit by six arrows and fell from the mid-air, falling to pieces.
Before he could see stars, he stood up.
Chen Heng had already held an iron arrow in his hand, grabbed his Taoist crown, and used the arrow to pierce his neck!
Pfft——
Blood spurted out like a fountain, and soon splashed all over Chen Heng's head and face, but his face, which was as handsome as a god and even more coquettish at the moment, remained calm and expressionless.
"Damn it, I didn't lose to others, I lost to myself..."
Taoist Yangshan tried his best to take his last breath and uttered his last words of resentment and confusion:
"God, how could there be such a good-looking man like you? I -"
puff!
Chen Heng held the arrow with an expressionless expression and stabbed it.
Taoist Yangshan's eyes widened, his body went limp and he could no longer move.
At this time, there was no sound in the main hall.
Some Yangshan disciples in yellow clothes gathered together timidly. The elites of Yangshan had already been shot dead in the Chen Mansion. The remaining ones, whether they had just entered the temple not long ago or were already dissatisfied with Yangshan Taoist, came up one by one. None of the former helpers.
"Dead, dead? Hahahahaha!"
a long time.
There was a loud laugh.
Wang Duanbao, who had been shrinking his body into a ball, only then raised his head tremblingly. Seeing the body of Yangshan Taoist lying on the ground, he was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, ran up a few steps, and hugged the pale and thin little boy. The woman turned her around several times.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu..."
Wang Duanbao choked up: "He is dead! We have a good life now!"
He hugged the little woman and cried and laughed. After a long time, the little woman's face slowly became alive and there was an abnormal flush.
"Duan Bao."
Xiao Yu said softly: "Put your face closer."
Wang Duanbao didn't know why, but he just did it happily.
"Not good..." Xu Zhi's expression changed.
Chen Heng frowned and said nothing.
The next moment.
The woman named Xiaoyu opened her mouth, bit Wang Duanbao's eyeball hard, and tore it apart!
"ah!!!"
Half of the eyeball and eyelid were torn out.
Wang Duanbao roared in pain, subconsciously using his arms to strangle the person to death, but in the end he stopped violently and couldn't help but tremble.
"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, what are you doing, why are you bullying me..."
Wang Duanbao whimpered like a puppy: "I have never bullied you. What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"
"You watched your father taint me!"
"I can't beat him, I'm scared..." Wang Duanbao covered his face with his hands and cried.
"I would rather die with you back then. I don't want to live until now!" Xiao Yu seemed to be crying and smiling: "You deserve to die! Your father deserves to die! I...I deserve to die too!"
She clenched her fist and punched Wang Duanbao on the head, but the blowback caused her to bleed.
And Wang Duanbao suddenly stopped resisting and just sobbed softly, shaking.
Bench, fingers, stones, hair bun...
Xu Zhi was even too shocked to resist, and the broken sword was snatched away from her hand.
After less than half an hour, only a vague and mutilated body was left on the ground, with blood everywhere.
Xiao Yu slowly raised her head, and the surrounding Yangshan disciples avoided her gaze like a god of plague, as if the person standing there was not a human being, but an evil spirit.
She slowly raised the corners of her lips and wanted to walk towards the boy holding the bow in the distance.
Buzz!
Masonry debris flying!
An arrow was nailed two inches from the tip of her toe, and it was only one step away from piercing the sole of her foot.
"Stay away. If you dare to take one step closer, I will shoot you." Chen Heng's voice was light.
"I know where this old piggy's treasure is in Yangshan."
Xiao Yu laughed indifferently:
"Sir, let me take you to find it."
