Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 464
Hearing this, Fang Jianming felt a headache, suddenly yelled, and slashed at Aunt Luo.

This knife clearly cut Aunt Luo's body, but after the knife passed, Aunt Luo still sat cross-legged in the same place, which is really evil.

Fang Jianming let out a long cry, and changed from chopping to chopping. The Heavenly Cicada Knife was like lightning. It was obviously chopping from the top of Aunt Luo's head to the bottom of her buttocks, but Aunt Luo was still in that posture, without any harm. Her person was like a shadow. How you chop and chop is all in vain.

Fang Jianming's heart sank, and he thought to himself: "It's over, I can't do anything about her even if I chop and chop, can I still fight with her? What kind of place is this, it's so gloomy, could it be that I've been hit by this old witch's formation?"

He thought of Aunt Luo's "Corpse Devil Soul-Snatching Divine Art", and his heart shuddered, thinking: "Could it be that my soul was taken away by her? No, there is no such thing as a soul being taken away in the world. It must be an illusion. It's all just a sham!"

His Zen roots are not shallow, and he immediately realized that this was just an illusion created by the "Devil Soul Seizing Magic Art", so he sank his mind anxiously, with the Heavenly Cicada Saber across his chest, using the power in his eyes.

For a moment, his eyes began to shine, and at the end, a ball of light flickered in his eyes. At this moment, Aunt Luo disappeared, and her sinister laughter sounded all around, saying: "Jie Jie, I can't think of your little one... At such a young age, you can actually comprehend the key to it, so how about this move?"

As soon as Aunt Luo's people disappeared, the countless ghost fires floating in the air began to move, giving off a sinister and disgusting smell of corpses, and quickly gathered towards Fang Jianming.If he was hit by them, Fang Jianming might be burned to a pile of ashes.

There are so many ghostly fires floating in the air, like lanterns, attacking people together, there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, Fang Jianming can only dance the Heavenly Cicada knife until it can't get through, and spread a layer of two feet thick around his body. Dao Lang.You Huo took turns attacking two feet away from him...

I don't know how long it took, Fang Jianming found that his physical strength was a little weak, and his internal strength was also consumed by half.

This "Corpse Devil Soul Seizing Divine Art" is indeed amazing. Aunt Luo has such power without success in cultivation. Once she succeeds in cultivation, how many people in the world can resist it?No matter how good his martial arts are, if he falls into this endless attack, there is only one result, that is to die from exhaustion!
Not to mention the horror of the Youhuo's power, just so many Youhuo are enough to drag him to death.

Two days ago, Jianming had just gone through a life-and-death test, and now he is going through it again. No wonder Gendun Juba would say that he had many obstacles along the way and told him to take care of himself.

After a while, Fang Jianming realized that he didn't have much strength, so he decided to give it a go, using all his strength, and swept the Tianchan knife around his body, forcing the You Huo around him to retreat, and then sat down on his buttocks. On the ground, put the Heavenly Cicada Knife on his lap, put his palms together, and exercised his skills.

I saw a layer of true energy expel outward, and the ghost fire was blocked just three feet in front of him.There are more and more ghostly flames, densely spinning around.Fang Jianming's face became paler, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, he clenched his teeth, and his breathing seemed a little short.

At this time, his mind was completed and entered a state of meditation.

No matter how good Aunt Luo's martial arts are, it is impossible to send out so many Youhuo, some Youhuo must be illusory, and there is a group of Youhuo that should be the leader of these Youhuo, relying on its command, so many Youhuo can be directed towards People launched an attack, and this ghost fire was under the control of Aunt Luo.

If you want to destroy the Youhuo, you must first find out where the Youhuo is.

Although Fang Jianming was meditating, Qi Ji was looking for the leading Youhuo in the Youhuo.

After a while, I saw him spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his upper body was shaking.At this moment, a ball of ghostly fire broke through the zhenqi and hit his waist. A half-inch long flame suddenly grew from the front of the ghostly fire, hitting the acupuncture points under his waist.

This subtle point did not hide Fang Jianming's aura, he was overjoyed, disregarding the attacks of other You Huo, the Tian Chan Knife flew up suddenly, and slashed heavily on this You Huo.

Aunt Luo's gloomy laughter suddenly paused, followed by a muffled groan, Aunt Luo was obviously counterattacked by Youhuo.

But Fang Jianming's saber had completely exhausted his internal strength and vigor, and he rolled to the ground, the Tianchan Dao gave off a dazzling light, and no one could control it.Aunt Luo let out a sinister laugh, and a powerful aura with the smell of corpses hit the Tian Chan Knife, the light of the Tian Chan Knife suddenly dimmed, and it inserted itself into the scabbard.

At this time, the ghostly fire that filled the sky disappeared, and the night was still the same night, but within fifteen feet, there was nothing else except a pile of fire and the two of them.

Fang Jianming lay on his side two feet away from the fire, his face was flushed red by the flames, and he looked extraordinarily alluring due to the excessive blood loss.

Aunt Luo appeared behind the fire, and this time she could see her old and ugly face. At this time, her face was no longer a sinister smile, but a kind of astonishment. She said in disbelief: "You can actually break the third layer of the 'Corpse Demon Seizing Soul Divine Art', I have to admire you! It's a pity that you have no strength now, how can you fight with me? I can easily point your acupoints live."

With a flick of the finger, a finger wind was shot to seal Fang Jianming's acupuncture point.At this critical juncture, Fang Jianming, who had no strength at all, rolled suddenly and pointed to the wind and hit the grass, making a "peng" sound.

Aunt Luo was startled, and then said with a sinister smile: "Jie Jie, I didn't expect you to have some strength, but this time it seems that it should be gone, you still..."

Before the words were finished, the smile suddenly froze on his face, because Fang Jianming was slowly getting up from the ground. Although his body was shaking, he still stood up, his face was pale, with a strange blush, matched with Aunt Luo couldn't help being stunned for a moment with his godly demeanor, thinking: "I can't tell that his appearance is so handsome, the so-called Pan An's appearance seems to be indescribable."

She wanted to think so, but how could she be fascinated, opened her bloody mouth, and said with a sinister smile: "Okay! Very good! It's beyond my mother's expectation that you can still stand up. But, you are just It's just a battle of trapped beasts!"

Fang Jianming's voice was firm and powerful, and he said, "Even if it's a fight between trapped beasts, I won't catch it without a fight. Aunt Luo, you want to catch me unless I die!" From him, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.This burst of true energy came strangely, and this burst of fresh blood came suddenly, giving people a sense of heroism.

Aunt Luo's expression changed, and she said, "You brat, you don't want to live anymore?"

Fang Jianming sneered and said: "Rather than being captured by you and offered to Ximen Wanying, it's better if you fight to the death, maybe you can still survive."

Aunt Luo let out a long laugh and said, "Since you are so unafraid of death, I will help you!"

Fang Jianming raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, the sound shook the whole field. At the same time, Aunt Luo's eyes flashed a frightening and frightening light. A strange force enveloped Fang Jianming. Her eyes were filled with stagnant water like a deep pool. He stared at Fang Jianming without blinking.

Fang Jianming was about to pull out the Heavenly Cicada Knife, but he was attracted by the opponent's eyes. He felt a terrible force shot out from Aunt Luo's eyes. His eyes could no longer blink, and he had no strength to resist. His eyes were entwined in one place, and the air flow was faintly rolling.

Just when the eyes of the two were in the same place, there was a loud roar, and Wu Kuang's voice floated over, shouting: "Boy, get out of here!"

Then there was a sound of "Peng", the middle-aged ugly man's body was sent flying by Wu Kuang's deep internal force, and rolled a few feet on the ground, but this man was very strong, he jumped up and rushed towards Wu Kuang He rushed over, but Wu Kuang would give him a chance, so he flew towards the fire and rushed towards the fire.

When he was still two feet away from Fang Jianming, he felt a strange and terrifying air current stirring in the air.Under the light of the fire, Fang Jianming and Aunt Luo looked at each other across the fire, and there was faint energy coming from them, making the atmosphere extremely strange.His figure slowed down.

When he walked a foot behind Fang Jianming, Qilinshu let out an anxious "squeak", as if telling him not to move forward.

Hearing the cry of the Qilin Mouse, Wu Kuang's heart moved, the ugly middle-aged man stepped up to catch up, and slapped out his palm like thunder, Wu Kuang turned around and said angrily: "Stinky boy, get out of here. If the two of them are disturbed, they must die!"

The middle-aged ugly man was sent flying by the palm, but this time he didn't roll to the ground, but took a few steps back, and after listening to Wu Kuang's words, he shouted: "If you dare to go up and join forces with this kid against my mother, I will kill you!" Fighting with you."

Wu Kuang sneered and said: "Fight? Can you fight? You say this ugly old lady is your mother?" He pointed at Aunt Luo.

The middle-aged ugly man said angrily: "You are not allowed to call my mother an ugly old lady, she is the well-known Aunt Luo in the world."

Wu Kuang laughed and said, "Isn't she an ugly wife, who else is ugly... what? You said she was Aunt Luo!" Wu Kuang looked at Aunt Luo in surprise.

The middle-aged ugly man snorted and said, "Nonsense! Who are you? Are you and this kid all the same?"

Wu Kuang's face was a little pale, and he called out, "You are the son of a monster? What's your name?"

The middle-aged ugly man said: "My mother said, don't let me talk about my father, my name is Ba Peng."

Wu Kuang glanced around, put his skills on guard, and shouted: "Where's your father? Is he here? Where is he hiding, tell him to come out."

Ba Peng said in a deep voice, "My father is dead."

Wu Kuang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, and said: "Good death, good death, if this old monster doesn't die, everyone who died in the world will die unjustly!"

Ba Peng's face was flushed with anger, but he also knew what his father did back then, even if he died a thousand times, he would still be guilty of death, so he didn't refute Wu Kuang's words.

Wu Kuang stopped laughing, and said: "Ba Peng, tell your mother to stop, we are not bad people." He thought the two were fighting because of a misunderstanding.

Ba Peng said: "This man is the one we want to arrest. My mother wants to arrest him to repay her kindness. My mother said that she will never let him go."

Wu Kuang was stunned, and suddenly rushed towards Ba Peng. Ba Peng couldn't catch him, and as soon as he raised his hand, Wu Kuang tapped the acupuncture points and raised it up.Wu Kuang smiled strangely: "I'm sorry, I can borrow it from you."

Walk up a few steps, let Aunt Luo see her son in his hands, and said with a smile: "Aunt Luo, please stop, or I will depose your son."

Aunt Luo didn't move her eyes, Wu Kuang saw that she was unmoved, and said angrily, "Aunt Luo, I am an iron-faced monster. If you still don't listen to me, I will kill your son." He made a gesture and slammed heavily on the ground.

(End of this chapter)