The corridor steps of Laojun Mountain are not straight stone steps leading directly to the top of the mountain. Instead, they avoid some strange rocks and ancient trees, and the terrain is too dangerous, so they show a somewhat winding posture, pressing down on the jungle. between.
These disciples on duty were far apart from each other, and their distribution was somewhat uneven due to the winding corridor.
Logically speaking, if someone breaks in, then when the people at the bottom have their acupuncture points pressed and fall into something strange, the people above should have been alert and taken action.
But the fact is that when Guan Luoyang climbed from halfway up the mountain to near the top of the mountain, none of the disciples on duty he saw had time to make a warning move.
The sword was in its sheath, the hands were at his side, and his body was already stiff.
What kind of offensive can cover these tortuous distances so quickly and suppress all the disciples on duty?
When Guan Luoyang was approaching the top of the mountain, he was thinking about this question in his mind, and suddenly retreated, disappearing into the shadow of the starry branches and leaves.
He returned to his position halfway up the mountain and chose a corner. The two most inconspicuous disciples on duty took them into the forest and tried to relieve them. .
Judging from the several worlds Guan Luoyang has experienced so far, there is not much difference in human body structure in different worlds, and the acupuncture points are almost the same.
When he was studying grappling hands with Tian Gongyu, he had already learned about human acupuncture points. After arriving in this world, he also learned the acupuncture points of the Glacial Sect. He also had a good understanding of how to use internal force to seal the enemy's acupoints. .
Although there are many acupuncture points in the human body, and the ways of arrangement and combination are as numerous as the stars in the sky, the number of acupuncture sealing techniques that can make people's limbs stiff without killing them on the spot is very limited.
Guan Luoyang tried more than a dozen methods according to the idea of pointing and removing acupuncture points in the Glacier School martial arts, but the two disciples on duty were leaning against the tree, still unable to move. Only their eyelids could blink slightly, showing a bit of eagerness and expectation. .
After the starlight passed through the canopy of the tree, it left clear and faint spots on Guan Luoyang's face. The acupuncture techniques were useless. After he paused for a while, he switched to the massage and blood-activating method of the four major training systems to exercise the joints of one of his disciples. Push into the muscles.
The linkage of muscles caused this disciple to tremble every time he was stabbed by Guan Luoyang's fingertips, and even made some movements of raising his arms and kicking his legs. However, when Guan Luoyang stopped, this disciple looked like a wooden man again. Fall back.
Guan Luoyang grabbed the man's front, pressed his other hand on his shoulder, and simply poured vitality directly into his body, hoping to use his profound skills to open the sealed acupuncture points.
Such a technique will definitely bring a lot of pain to the disciple on duty, and may even have some sequelae, but he can't care about that much now.
The strange thing is that when his vitality rushed into the meridians of the disciple on duty, there was no obvious obstacle. After circulating through the Ren and Du meridians, it flowed through the whole body, and nothing was found.
"Huh? Could it be that it's not acupuncture but magic?"
All in vain, Guan Luoyang let go of the man and remembered one of their mission targets, the hostile team of reincarnators.
Although the requirement in the Lord God's mission was that the two of them should go to Chang'an in August, there was no rule that said they could not meet before then.
If it was really that team of reincarnators that used some magical means to raid Laojun Mountain, it seems that it could also explain how these disciples were restrained?
Unable to get anything useful from the disciples on duty, Guan Luoyang could only continue to explore the mountain.
He climbed to the top of the mountain, passed through several palaces and palaces, and finally saw signs of battle in the square ahead.
There were dozens of figures of Taoist priests scattered throughout the square in various strange postures. Some were holding out their palms, some were waving their swords, some were sitting down, some were lying on their sides. They were all as still as stone statues.
There were nine Taoist priests among them, probably forming some kind of sword formation, with the long swords in their hands faintly pointing in the same direction.
The stone bricks on the ground in that direction were cut with deep criss-crossing marks. The rubble turned up and spread ruggedly a hundred meters away, destroying the guardrail on the other side of the square.
From that gap, you can see the clouds and mists rolling over the mountains, and the cool water vapor is faintly blown towards the square.
But such a strike from the sword array obviously failed to hit their target.
Their target escaped from the sword array in one encounter and counterattacked all nine masters.
Guan Luoyang could see that there were blood stains flowing down the ribs, sides of the necks, back of the head, and tops of the nine people's bodies, soaking their Taoist robes.
They are already dead.
Unlike those disciples on duty who were just immobilized but not injured, most of the masters of Laojun Mountain in this square were dead.
There were only five or six weak breaths, still continuing life in the body that was stiff and unable to move.
Guan Luoyang looked forward and saw a long bridge, fifty meters long and about two meters wide, connecting the summit square with the cliff opposite.
The bridge is half-hidden between the mountain clouds and mist, and there are traces of dew everywhere. Although there are lion-head guardrails on both sides, it is still slippery and scary.
There were also several Taoist priests standing on the bridge. The swords in their hands had already penetrated the bridge. From the looks of it, they seemed to want to destroy the stone bridge and die together with the intruders.
The cause of death of these people was that their Dantian was penetrated.
The sharp and unspeakable aura destroyed their Dantian Qi sea in an instant, stirring up their internal strength that had been cultivated for many years, exploding from their waists, leaving a spray of blood on the bridge.
Even if their swords have penetrated the stone bridge, they no longer have the inner strength to destroy the bridge.
Different from the Taoist buildings that are adjacent to each other on the top of the mountain, on the other side of the stone bridge, on the cliff opposite, there is only one tall building, standing there alone.
The nine-story high-rise building is quiet and tall, as if it is going to take advantage of the momentum of this peak and cliff to pierce the sky.
Black tiles and cornices, mahogany railings, doors and windows were closed, but at this time, bright lights came out from the old paper on the doors and windows on each floor.
Guan Luoyang saw a figure moving in the window on the fifth floor.
The man was walking sideways through the window, but as if he felt something, he turned around and faced the window.
Sudden!
The figure had come out of the tightly closed window.
In Guan Luoyang's eyes, it instantly switched from a thin image projected on a paper window to a three-dimensional, tall, clear, and tyrannical portrait!
That man's appearance did not match the characteristics of anyone in the enemy's reincarnation team.
With a long nose and wide mouth, high eyebrows and deep eyes, a thick beard, golden hair accessories, and light golden clothes, but covered with a layer of rough clothing that looks like fishing nets, this is exactly what the Central Plains people think of the Western Regions Hu people. image.
The whole process of him passing through the window was almost silent. It was not until his figure disappeared from the window that people could see that there was a big hole in the window and the wall.
The materials that originally made up the windows and walls have turned into fine dust that is lighter than air, flying in all directions, illuminated by the lights from the building.
The next moment, the man seemed to be dimmed by the lights on the first floor. He appeared in front of Guan Luoyang from a relatively far away place. He covered all the scenery with a palm and pressed towards Guan Luoyang's face.
Guan Luoyang leaned his upper body back, raised his palms together, and raised his hands to catch it.
The power in his mind and Dantian vibrated and roared, blasting out at a proportion that was closest to the master's form that Guan Luoyang could control.
The palms on both sides touched.
The surrounding environment instantly showed signs of a depression.
The air, light, and a large amount of earth and stone from the ground seemed to be pulled out from all directions, from the sky and the earth, some sharp spikes, some real, some imaginary, some bright, some deep, all at this time, toward the sky. They gathered at the point where their palms collided.
But this wonderful scene only lasted for an extremely short period of time.
Next, all the gathering phenomena were reversed, and the depressed environment turned into a violent expansion.
The air roared, and the ground sank like a hemisphere. Large areas of bricks and stones at the edges were squeezed, cracked and bulged. The air waves carried gravel and dust and expanded rapidly, sweeping across the square and bridges.
Guan Luoyang's body brought a trail of gray and expanding dust backwards.
The man from the Western Region turned over in the air, fell down, frowned silently, and moved the wrist that he had just used.
A little doubt arose in his mind. The other party clearly did not have the sense of the Grandmaster realm, but every element of the mind entrance, the Dantian Qi sea, the pure skills of a Grandmaster, and the moves of the Grandmaster level were all ready.
Even without entering this realm, he can actually possess all the characteristics and have combat power close to that of a master. I really don’t know how he mastered it.
Lu Guan, who is the number one below Grandmaster?
No, that Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance was in charge of almost the entire Tang Dynasty's money bag and lived in Luoyang. He couldn't be such a young person.
The people from the Western Regions never succeeded in a single move.
On the stone bridge, the clouds and mist rolled in, and four figures walking on the railings appeared.
The four of them are all dressed in black robes, with high silver crowns, and have the appearance of young people from the Central Plains, with handsome features.
Because their clothes, height, and temperament are all so similar, and their originally different handsome facial features, it becomes a bit difficult to tell them apart when meeting them for the first time.
But the egg-shaped jade in the middle of their foreheads has different colors, divided into four colors: green, fiery red, warm yellow, and pure purple.
Of the two people on the left, one in the front is holding an umbrella, and the other in the back is rolling a bamboo slip.
There are two people on the right, one in the front is holding a sword in his hand, and the other in the back is holding a seven-stringed guqin at an angle.
Their steps were not big, but each step could move from one lion's head to the next.
Suddenly four people jumped up at the same time, their black robes made a hunting sound, and they flew across the sky with a short but meaningful arc, like a great calligrapher who had written ten thousand times. The most freehand ink marks will always be different but also similar.
This kind of movement may not seem quick in the eyes, but in fact it is simply unavoidable.
Guan Luoyang slid all the way back, and as soon as he steadied his body, four black shadows like a rainbow bridge fell beside him.
The four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest were just right to block him.
As soon as the person holding the piano plucked the strings, Guan Luoyang immediately felt layers of fluctuations in the air around him, stirring randomly and rushing towards his body.
Green energy floated around him, fighting against the random air fluctuations. He roared with a palm and hit the person holding the piano.
The four people changed their positions, and a big umbrella opened. The orange oil-paper umbrella looked like a thick bamboo strip as an umbrella stand. Cheap items that cost ten cents apiece could be seen everywhere.
But Guan Luoyang's shocking palm landed on the umbrella, and there was only a muffled sound, but it did not break the umbrella.
He raised his wrist and pressed it down again, exerting force in his palm, turning into the invisible blow of the windfly. The penetrating force penetrated the umbrella surface with difficulty, causing the person holding the umbrella to go numb and retreat.
The person holding the sword did not take it out of the sheath, but only pushed the end of the hilt forward, and unexpectedly sword energy shot out, killing Guan Luoyang from the right front.
Guan Luoyang's pursuing figure couldn't help but be blocked by the sword energy. With a slight flicker, the sound of the piano sounded again.
These people were moving around, and their coordination was flawless. In the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, they had already launched at least twenty-eight killing moves towards Guan Luoyang who was surrounded by them. It was obviously an exquisite and skillful move. , a wonderful formation.
Especially the one holding a bamboo slip.
In this short battle, Guan Luoyang used his strength six times to break out the flaws in the other three people. The one holding the bamboo slips came to check for leaks and fill the gaps. The bamboo slips were rolled or unrolled, flipped around and poked, making the flaws in the formation appear. Disappear in changes.
But Guan Luoyang's figure moved around, leaving more than a dozen footprints in a circle on the surrounding ground.
At this time, he suddenly spread his arms and pressed down without any movement.
The gravity on the four people increased, and they were about to break free, but they felt empty under their feet.
The power that penetrated from Guan Luoyang's footprints has actually destroyed all the surrounding foundations. It seems that the stone bricks on the surface have not been broken yet, but the earth and rocks underneath have been stirred up and become as loose as dry sand.
The influence of gravity and the pressure of the pervasive green energy knocked all four of them chest-deep into the ground.
Guan Luoyang did not try to kill these four people, because the four of them were just stunned for a moment, and they did not suffer any damage. Even the pattern of the formation was still well maintained, and they still retained strong resistance capabilities.
More importantly, a large part of Guan Luoyang's attention had to fall on the man from the Western Region.
He kept a vigilant eye on the man from the Western Region. When the four people around him were pressed into the ground, he immediately used Qing Kung Fu and flew upside down. He wanted to leave here first.
In his sight, the man from the Western Region never came after him, and even took a step back, his eyes falling behind Guan Luoyang.
rear! ! ! !
Guan Luoyang spun in mid-air.
The old man with long hair and long hair was also looking at him, wearing a black robe, hanging there quietly, hanging in the eternal mountain wind and the night sky.
He was at a slightly higher altitude than Guan Luoyang at the moment, and he didn't know how long he had been here.
But as soon as Guan Luoyang saw this person, he immediately had a ridiculous and perverse hallucination, as if what he saw in front of him was not a person, but a void.
The hole was in the chest of the man in black robe, in his heart.
With the incomparable nihilistic grinding and killing ferocity, it was almost swallowing up his whole body, but it still failed to destroy this seemingly thin figure.
But this man was clearly still hanging there, standing in the air, with his chest flat and covering his clothes.
He also asked: "Who are you?"
"close……"
Guan Luoyang was in an inexplicable trance and almost blurted out his own name. Just when the word came out, his vocal cords vibrated and his Adam's apple slid, he woke up.
His figure retreated suddenly.
You know, he originally flew into the air and was approaching the man in black. It was not easy to spin around in mid-air and become face to face with him.
At this time, Guan Luoyang actually reversed his trend of leaping out in this state of being unable to borrow any help.
This swaying and flashing in the void is as fast as half a step, it is really thunder and lightning, and the broken light and shadow are like the fragrance of the fallen plum blossoms under the tree. The moment you open the page of the old book, the fragrance of the bookmark is already faint, reaching the ends of the world that your mind cannot trace. .
With this retreat, he used the remaining movement skills inherited from the true form of the blue bird in the Shangqiong Biluo Magic Art to the absolute extreme.
In the process of taking half a step back, a knife appeared in his hand. He raised the knife and the light was extinguished.
The next moment, the ultimate bright mark flickered in the dark sky, like a silent lightning, thundering from the sky, hitting the man's head.
The Heavenly Snake drinks up all the water—hits the divine whip! !
This knife cut through the darkness, splitting the head and clothes.
But there was nothing in this man's body, and even the seemingly real touch of the knife became illusory, and the black clothes that split in half faded away.
At the distance where the tip of the knife failed to hit, the man in black was still hanging there, floating forward and pushing.
Guan Luoyang slashed with his sword horizontally, with the blade pointing outwards. The famous sword Bai Tou, which could rely on sound to transmit power, erupted with fierce noise in his hand. The air in the fan-shaped area that the sword passed through became blurred.
The invisible and ignorant air was almost shaken and shattered into chaotic particles of different sizes.
But none of these can stop that push.
Pushing through with a palm, an extremely clear straight trajectory appeared in the fuzzy fan-shaped area, penetrating through it at once.
The weird air created by the trembling noise was wiped away by this hand. When the Hundred Tongue Famous Sword was touched by this hand, there was a slight stalemate, and then it was also wiped off - the middle section of the blade was directly broken into a link to Luoyang. Tiny dust that cannot be caught by the naked eye.
Boom! ! ! !
Guan Luoyang's figure shot out and hit the front eaves of a hall. He broke countless pieces of wood and tiles before he suddenly turned over and jumped onto the roof.
The broken tiles poured down towards the crack he had made. Guan Luoyang turned his hand, and the token in his pocket appeared in his palm.
With the word "military" on the front facing forward, his white knuckles trembled and he crushed the token.
On the top of the hall, the broken tiles that were still pouring down suddenly became sluggish, as if they had fallen into invisible sticky glue, and gradually became still.
The four handsome attendants holding a piano, an umbrella, a slip, and a sword were still trying to jump out of the ground, but for some reason they lost all their strength and were stuck there, looking up blankly.
The Westerner's face suddenly hardened, and his two eyebrows were twisted fiercely toward the middle. The wrinkles on the skin between the eyebrows seemed to be the texture squeezed out by thousands of pieces of hammered steel.
This is a manifestation of his full improvement of skills. The Eight Winds Shock, the "Man-Heaven Yana Dharma" at the level of the master of Fire and Luo Dao, unfolds and meets the sweeping will, holding on to itself.
When Guan Luoyang crushed the token, his mind was buzzing, as if he felt that among the palace buildings in Laojun Mountain at this moment, as small as a tile, a tree, a grass and a tree, every thing was unique to itself. The tiny magnetic field was swept by an overwhelming and overbearing will.
The clouds and mists in all directions, the stars and the moon in the sky, and the broken tiles and broken trees descending from the mountain rotated into vortices and compressed into a huge fist with lightning speed.
And the man in black robe seemed to be caught in a large spider web woven by thin electric light at this time. His body was surrounded by magnetic field electric light like spider silk, and the spider web-like electric light continued to expand behind his back. , absorbing the power of magnetic fields from all sides.
This spider web is like a target that is growing and expanding on its own, and the man in black robe is bound to the target.
The magnetic field between the fist and the spider web resonated, the electrodes attracted each other, and suddenly, the giant fist struck.
Military killing fist, quiet thunder cannon!
A hand hidden in a black sleeve was raised, the back of the hand rubbed against the cuff, and poked out of the sleeve.
The sword in the hand of the attendant holding the sword shot through the air.
Flying light! !
Flying light! !
The man in black had bright eyes, shook his wrists and raised his arms, his black sleeves opened softly, and he slashed towards the fist with a sword.
………………
When the giant fist and electric spider web were formed, Guan Luoyang's figure had already arrived at the broken railing gap at the edge of the square from the top of the hall, and ran over without any hesitation.
He jumped out of the square brick square of this Taoist holy land and jumped towards the unfathomable cliff and sea of clouds.
Stimulated by the power of the mind, Qianhuan Baoyi deformed violently and rapidly.
Colorless hard wings like glider wings unfolded from the back, becoming larger and faster, flying between the mountains, the edges of the hard wings trembled slightly by the rapidly passing airflow.
Guan Luoyang dived towards the wilderness in the distance. Behind him, on the increasingly distant mountain top, there were two majestic forces colliding and bursting out, shooting from the top of the mountain towards the sky.
The sharp energy was like a sword stroke, cutting off a section of thick clouds that had just drifted under the starry sky diagonally.
