Great Song catcher

Chapter 340 The Forest of Steles
Suffering such a heavy blow all of a sudden.

The evil ghost suddenly let out a shrill roar like a wild beast.

However, both his arms and the bat wings on his back were broken by heavy hands, and under the severe pain, his mind also seemed to be a little blurry, or he didn't know how to attack with his legs at all, so he could only attack with his legs. Can rely on biological instinct to bite and charge people.

But everyone present is a master, so there is no chance for him to hurt himself.

Song Beixiao took off his Nuyun Sword, and displayed the Kongtong School's "36-Hand Chaos Yin-Yang Swordsmanship". Two completely different sword qis swirled forward and backward, forming the appearance of a Tai Chi diagram, and finally swept the evil spirits away. How far to fly three feet.

At the same time, a waning moon's blood light also pierced through the air.

Let the evil spirit's injury worse.

This is a master of the evil Blood Prison Sect. Not only is the blood moon knife technique weird and fierce, but his unique blood moon knife energy can also continuously erode the wound.

Before the evil spirit could react, Zhao Yuan and the young man surnamed Chu also made a move at this time.

In the midst of the cold air, the ground was suddenly covered with ice and snow, and the evil ghost's feet were pierced by the ice sword in an instant, firmly fixing him there, making it difficult for him to escape. Fa also used it leisurely, and the flaming sword gang descended from the sky like a mountain, almost cutting the evil spirit's entire body in two.

The sword of the young man surnamed Chu also completely split the black mist protecting the evil spirit's body.

Revealing the ferocious original body.

However, everyone had to admit that this evil ghost's body was indeed powerful, including Wuchen who had cultivated the golden bell cover. The defense ability of this evil ghost's body was at least comparable to that of the tenth layer of golden bell cover.

Wu Chen has only just cultivated to the ninth floor.

But this evil ghost was still struggling after suffering such severe injuries.

"I don't believe you're still alive!"

Guan Qingtian flew up, with fiery red lights shining in his palms, he flew over and hit the evil ghost's chest, the flames immediately burned along the evil ghost's body, Duan Xiaoyao waved his sleeves lightly, and the real martial arts sect The secret flowing clouds and flying sleeves rolled up the gusts of wind, and the wind aided the firepower, and the fire took advantage of the wind to spread the fire in an instant, covering the entire body of the evil spirit.

But everyone can still see that the evil spirit in the flames is struggling non-stop, and there is a faint tendency to escape, but Nie Feng will not give him this chance. The moment the evil spirit broke free from the ice, Nie Feng also came to him In front of him, there seemed to be a flash of cold electricity and cold light in midair, and the blade of the runner sword, which contained the true energy of immortality, slashed fiercely on the head of the evil spirit.

This time, he was not so lucky again.

The head was severed by Nie Feng's long sword, fell to the ground and rolled away.

The body of the headless ghost fell to the ground suddenly, and was quickly burned into ashes by the scorching flames.

But that head kept trembling, and kept rolling into the darkness in the distance. In order to avoid further troubles, Nie Feng chased after him, and performed the Nine Suns Magic Kungfu with his back to everyone. The tyrannical internal force directly burned the head into ashes .

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"What a powerful evil spirit!"

Murong Yu said with lingering fear.

In order to deal with this evil spirit, almost all of them resorted to housekeeping skills. A lineup of their level, not to mention dealing with other masters, is more than enough to deal with warriors who are in the state of gods, and they will not be so embarrassed.

But they were helpless in the face of this evil spirit. In the end, if Nie Feng hadn't seen his weakness, and Tang Ruyi had broken it with a hidden weapon, the outcome of this battle was still uncertain.

After dealing with the evil spirit, everyone turned their attention to the blond young man.

And the blond young man had a ghost in his heart, he didn't dare to look at the crowd, but backed away slowly.

He had just seen the strength of Nie Feng and the others, and he might not be able to win against any one of them alone. Looking back at his taunts before, he seemed even more ashamed.

"Should I kill him?"

Holding the Crescent Moon Knife upside down, the master of the Blood Prison Gate approached the blond young man step by step, his bloody hair fluttering in the wind, like Shura who came out of hell.

"Brother Shura is right, I think it would be better to kill him!"

Tang Ruyi twirled the hidden weapon transformed by the jasper ring with both hands, trapping the blond young man in it.

Seeing that someone agrees with his views, Shura's affection for Tang Ruyi instantly improved a lot.

You must know that people in the devil way are happy to be kind and hate, and they only act according to their own heart, so it is rumored in the world that there are no friends in the way of magic, only interests, and close relatives can be killed before there is enough interest, but I don’t know if the people in the way of magic recognize who If they are friends, then they can meet each other through life and death, in exchange for their lives.

Of course, this is not to say that when meeting Tang Ruyi for the first time, Xiu Luo introduced him as a close friend.

The blond young man wanted to retreat just now, and the other people present had already seen it. It is not impossible to say that there is a bit of grudge against this person in their hearts, but it is not impossible to kill him afterwards to vent their anger.

"How many of you came in?"

Nie Feng asked suddenly.

"I don't know, the ancient city came to the far west, and many experts have already rushed in, but I didn't expect this ancient city to be able to connect the east and the west at the same time." The blond young man answered Nie Feng's question very readily. There is no way for people to resist, not to mention that this is not a confidential matter.

"Based on your two actions, you hurried to the ancient city to hunt for treasures, so you should leave now while you have the opportunity."

Murong Yu returned to that handsome young man, with a jade fan in his hand at some point, and said lightly, "If we let us meet you again, we won't be so lucky."

"Don't go yet!"

Shura rolled his eyes slightly.

The murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood immediately surged away, forcing the blond young man back three steps.

The blond young man looked at the crowd with a pale face, then turned around and disappeared into the distance of the street in a stream of light.

"All benefactors, we dare to go deeper."

Wuchen looked at the darkness ahead, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Everyone didn't have time to rest, but continued to move forward.

On the next road, everyone raised their vigilance in their hearts, for fear that the evil spirit that looked like just now would appear again.

This kind of creature is a bit too scary, invulnerable and powerful, and knows a lot of martial arts in ancient times, just like the Yinming Claw that the evil ghost just showed, which was also considered a famous master in ancient times. Don't dare to underestimate it.

Walked for about half an hour.

There are fewer and fewer buildings around, replaced by countless dilapidated steles, dotted around the side of the street, each stele is five meters high and three meters wide, but the things engraved on them are already blurred, and occasionally you can see them. Seeing the image of scales and claws, it seems to be some kind of martial arts move, but no one dares to practice rashly, it is not a joke if you go crazy.

At this time, Shura, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped in front of a stone tablet.

"Sura, what's wrong?"

Guan Qingtian was the closest to him, and seeing his bewitched appearance, he asked a little strangely.

But Shura turned a deaf ear to Guan Qingtian's words, his eyes glowed with red blood, as if his whole spirit had been sucked into the stone tablet, no matter how others shouted at the side, he couldn't wake him up at all.

"what happened?"

Nie Feng frowned slightly, and walked to Shura's side. Don't make any mistakes at this juncture. Although Shura's martial arts are only at the peak of the Heavenly Human Realm, the martial arts of the Blood Prison Gate are enough to match half-step The masters of the gods are fighting.

"This stele..."

Hong Kunlun looked at the engraving on the stone tablet and thought for a while.

Nie Feng also cast his gaze over it. Unlike the other mottled steles, this stone tablet is still well preserved as a whole, and the engravings on it are also clearly identifiable. It looks like a martial arts secret manual for some kind of weapon.

However, Nie Feng didn't know much about weapons, so he couldn't recognize what kind of martial arts it was, but he thought it was probably related to the martial arts of the Blood Prison Gate, otherwise Shura wouldn't be so addicted.

"Brother Murong, this seems to be the lost seven formulas of the sea of ​​blood, right?"

Hong Kunlun looked at Murong Yu who was beside him.

Murong Yu pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "In the Langya Cave of my Murong family, I once stored the remnants of the third tactic of the seven tactic of the sea of ​​blood, but only two tactic can't be practiced at all. What is recorded on this stone tablet The martial arts secret book should be the complete version of the Blood Sea Seven Jue, and it is said that all the martial arts of the Blood Prison Sect are derived from this set of martial arts, and looking at it now, this rumor is indeed true."

Someone next to him also tried to imitate the engravings on the stone tablet, but his true energy immediately went astray, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Fortunately, Xi Yao was close, and immediately sent a burst of true energy into his body, stabilizing his meridians and blood in time.

"Thank you, Brother Xi."

The master of the Huashan Sword Sect bowed his hands.

"The seven blood sea formulas are not something anyone can practice. Except for those from the Blood Prison Sect, we don't think any of us can practice them. Unless Shura takes the initiative to tell us the secret scriptures, Brother Tan must not act rashly, otherwise our lives will be lost. "

Xi Yao said seriously.

"There are also cheats here!"

Another figure was found in front of another stone tablet not far away.

Everyone walked over immediately.

The engravings on this stone tablet are a set of palm techniques.

At the beginning, Guan Qingtian didn't pay attention to it, but after careful consideration, Guan Qingtian's expression immediately became solemn, his eyes emitted blue light, and his whole body, like Shura, seemed to be sucked into it.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Some people around said enviously.

"This seems to be the cloud-turning hand that has been lost for thousands of years?"

In the Langya Cave of the Murong family, there is a collection of martial arts materials from all over the world, and they have some understanding of most of the martial arts, so Dang even recognized the martial arts engraved on this stone tablet. In the world, one thought can turn the sea of ​​clouds and nine heavens, it is really hard to find an opponent in the world, and it has overwhelmed an era."

And Nie Feng also looked at the stele thoughtfully. After he saw the stele, he felt that the stele was calling him in the dark. A set of mysteries of the peerless divine palm.

But at the same time, he also felt that the Jiuyang Zhenqi in his body was about to move, as if it was preventing him from practicing this set of palm techniques. It was the same when he was promoted to Xiantian. Learn but can't use it.

Later he discovered that some martial arts cannot be cultivated by himself, while some martial arts can be cultivated faster than others, it all depends on the level of this martial art, in other words, the level of iron bone strength and bronze statue skill is too low .

"Let's take a look around, maybe you can gain something."

Nie Feng said softly to everyone.

The people around had already had this intention. After hearing Nie Feng's words, they all walked to the forest of steles on both sides of the street. For a warrior, there is nothing more attractive than extraordinary skills.

There are thousands of stone steles in the forest of steles, which means that there are at least thousands of supreme skills here, but most of them are mottled and dilapidated stone steles, so everyone can only meet by chance, just like Shura and Guan Qingtian .

Soon.

Zhao Yuan and the young man surnamed Chu had something to gain, and they each stood in front of a stone tablet and settled down.

Another moment passed.

Tang Ruyi and Duan Xiaoyao also found the corresponding stele.

Next, several disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect, several masters of the Black Mountain Sect, and others all found their steles. Only Nie Feng, Wu Chen, Murong Yu and Xi Yao did not enter the forest of steles.

The reason why the four of them didn't go in was because they were worried that they were all in samadhi. If someone with bad intentions came here, they would be fish on the top of the tree and could only be slaughtered by others. Now that the four of them are outside, even if If someone wants to sneak attack, you have to weigh your own weight.

The reason why the rest of the people rest assured to study is also because they believe in the identities of the four of them, and they will not make such a sneak attack from behind.

"Are you really the apprentice of Old Man Zhuanlun?"

Xi Yao suddenly looked at Nie Feng and asked.

"Any questions?"

Nie Feng asked with a smile.

"Practicing the wheel-turning swordsmanship and wheel-turning formula to ward off evil is a rare skill, but I think this brother doesn't seem to be good at it, but is better at other martial arts." Xi Yao said with a half-smile: "Could it be that Is it the martial arts created by Old Man Zhuanlun these years?"

"The little monk once heard from the elders that the old man Zhuanlun seemed to have been killed by the old Mu of the Six Doors decades ago. Compared with the age of the benefactor, he can't be his apprentice?" Wu Chen He also said with a smile.

Murong Yu also chuckled beside him and said: "And this brother may not know that Lian Bixie used to be a member of my Murong family. In terms of seniority, I should call him uncle, but later he had trouble with the family for some reason. Betrayed out, if you were his apprentice, he would definitely tell you these things."

As they spoke, the three of them surrounded Nie Feng in the shape of horns.

"Now everyone can be regarded as a person on a warship. It's time for us to get to know your true colors of Mount Lu."

After Murong Yu's words fell, the jade fan in his hand came out lightly, and the shadow of the fan seemed like a series of ghosts and ghosts, stabbing straight at Nie Feng's face.

"The soul chasing sword of Route 72, Mr. Murong is really knowledgeable."

Nie Feng turned lightly, separated the jade fan in Murong Yu's hand, and his tone was full of helplessness.

(End of this chapter)