Great Song catcher

Chapter 352
After the group of people heard Shura's words, they immediately laughed loudly.

Some of them recognized Shura's identity and said, "Sura, you are so stupid in cultivation. You only have two people, but we have more than a dozen people. Don't you think that with the two of you, we can defeat the dozen of us?" ?”

"Who said there were only two of them?"

Just when the group of people were complacent.

Two figures suddenly appeared on the altar, they were Nie Feng and Qi Zhao who had left the secret realm.

After they appeared here, they happened to hear that person talking nonsense, so Nie Feng immediately spread his body and rushed over, his right hand burst out with a blazing divine light, and he chopped off the head of the person who spoke in an instant!
Then Nie Feng returned to Duan Xiaoyao and Shura like a ghost.

Qi Zhao, who was dressed in animal skins, also fell from the altar, looking coldly at the people in front of him.

He always remembered what his grandfather told him, to obey Brother Nie's instructions, then Brother Nie's enemies are his own enemies, and since they are enemies, they should not be kept. These are the things his grandfather taught him since he was a child.

"Brother Nie!"

The sudden scene just now shocked everyone.

But Duan Xiaoyao and Xiu Luo were pleasantly surprised, while the group of people opposite were terrified.

The man who died under Nie Feng's cultivation had already reached the state of the gods, and it was time to become famous, but who knew that he was easily killed by Nie Feng. The gap between cultivation bases.

In particular, the martial arts that Nie Feng used easily tore apart the man's protective energy, which really shocked Ramazhi and the others.

"This dear friend..."

The Khitan warrior seemed to recognize Nie Feng's identity, and was about to speak, but Nie Feng interrupted him without losing face, "You don't need to be so polite, we are enemies or friends now, just say what you want. "

The Khitan warrior was directly blocked by Nie Feng and couldn't speak.

"Even if there are more of you, it's only four people. We still have the advantage in numbers. Don't think that you can defeat us so many masters by sneak attacking and killing A Baogu!" A warrior from the Western Regions yelled angrily.

"What if you add us?"

Wu Chen and Guan Qingtian walked out of the ancient palace hand in hand.

There are green lotuses blooming around one person's body, and Sanskrit sounds burst out, as if an ancient Buddha came to the world.

A cloud surged outside a human body, sometimes turning into a white crane, sometimes into a dragon turtle, sometimes into a fairy sword...

"If it's not enough, there are us!"

A dragon roar sounded.

Hong Kunlun strode forward from afar.

Around Tang Ruyi's body were floating Jasper rings that were constantly changing in various forms, and Song Beixiao's aura beside him also underwent earth-shaking changes.

At this time, there was another sword whistle.

Zhao Yuan, who was dressed in black, also walked out of the ancient palace, exuding infinite coldness.

However, the young man surnamed Chu who had been following her all this time did not come out of the ancient hall, and the disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect and other people who entered the ancient hall did not come out again.

As for where they are now, the result is self-evident.

Although there are great opportunities in this ancient temple, it also contains great dangers, and fortune and misfortune depend entirely on their own good luck.

However, Xi Yao and Murong Yu also died in the hall, which really surprised Nie Feng, but they may not have died in it, but they just haven't come out yet.

Duan Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, "This time we are evenly matched."

The faces of the group of people standing opposite also became very ugly.

Originally, they thought that there were so many people on their side that they could beat Nie Feng and the others, but who would have thought that masters would appear one after another, and everyone's cultivation base was not weaker than themselves and others, and some even had higher cultivation bases than themselves .

Even the miraculous skills they have passed down are terrifying.

The "Jue Kong Style" that Nie Feng showed just now made them still have lingering fears in retrospect. They asked themselves if that move was aimed at their own head, would they be able to block it?

The answer is unknown!
Maybe he can block it safely, maybe he will die tragically on the spot like that Khitan warrior named Abaogu.

And Shura's Seven Sea of ​​Blood Jue, being able to beat Ramazhi crazily is enough to show how powerful this set of martial arts is.

As for the rest of the people, although they didn't make a move, but judging from the aura exuded from them, anyone who is not blind can see the mystery.

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the knife!"

Seeing that everyone had come out, Shura split into countless blood shadows, rushed towards Ramazhi and killed them. He had already recognized Ramazhi and dared to speak wildly to accept him as a servant. Zhi Zhi left here unscathed, and he, Shura, didn't have to continue messing around.

Ramazhi's right hand was in the shape of a flower, bursting out endless Buddha light, annihilating all the blood shadows that Shura had differentiated, and then the golden light condensed in his hand, and a demon-subduing pestle shining with golden light appeared in his hand, fighting with Shura .

The two unanimously pulled the battlefield far away, leaving enough space for others.

Nie Feng said to Qi Zhao beside him, "Azhao, Big Brother Nie told you something today. Do you know what to call people who take advantage of the fire and bully the weak and fear the strong?"

"shameless!"

Qi Zhao blurted out.

Then he touched his head and said shyly: "The fourth grandfather once told me this truth."

"Huangkou child, court death!"

Hearing Qi Zhao's words, the crowd on the opposite side flew into a rage.

A martial artist from the Western Regions flew out immediately, pointed at Qi Zhao and shouted angrily: "Yellow-mouthed boy dares to speak wild words, let me teach you a lesson today!"

Qi Zhao ignored him, but turned to look at Nie Feng.

Nie Feng smiled lightly and said, "Azhao, since he challenged you, it would be too rude if you didn't take up the fight. Go and do a few tricks with him, don't show mercy."

"it is good!"

Hearing what Nie Feng said, Qi Zhao immediately disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived behind the warrior from the Western Regions, and a hazy brilliance appeared on his right hand, hitting the warrior from the Western Regions in the back.

Seeing Qi Zhao disappear suddenly, the warrior from the Western Regions was taken aback for a moment, then felt the threat coming from behind, and immediately reacted, his hands quickly condensed his handprints, and the golden light quickly spread out, turning into a rippling crystal wall, blocking the In front of himself and Qi Zhao.

The Western Regions are a place where Buddhism flourishes.

Therefore, most of the martial arts circulated in the Western Regions are inextricably linked with Buddhism, and the martial arts supernatural powers in Buddhism are even known to have three thousand seals, and all martial arts are derived from these seals. Come.

If it was someone else's attack, his move might be enough to block the other party, but there are only three people in this group, and he can't resist it and can't resist it.

Qi Zhao is one of them.

Qi Zhao grew up in that secret realm since he was a child, and was brought up by more than a dozen powerful people in the realm of destiny. There are masters, including the curse masters in the Far West, and naturally there will be masters who are good at Buddhist Kung Fu.

That Buddhist master was the true Buddhist disciple of Daleiyin Temple in ancient times. He was well versed in many martial arts of Daleiyin Temple, and taught them to Qi Zhao.

Moreover, during these more than [-] years, when more than a dozen people were idle and bored, they also showed their own martial arts to each other, and the new martial arts created by learning from each other's strengths were even more powerful than the original magical skills of the Great Leiyin Temple. .

Another person is Nie Feng.

Because he also got those inheritances, the Buddhist Fudo Seal of this warrior from the Western Regions was full of flaws in front of him and Qi Zhao.

The third person is naturally Wuchen. He was born in the orthodox Shaolin, and he is the direct descendant of Bodhidharma. He is proficient in most of the 72 unique skills. High, naturally it can be broken easily.

"Buddhism doesn't move?"

"The change is neither fish nor fowl!"

After entering the fighting state, Qi Zhao seemed to be a different person, full of calmness and determination.

And when Nie Feng was in the secret realm, he once sparred with Qi Zhao.

Even if he tried his best, it would be difficult to get cheap from Qi Zhao. Qi Zhao is not weaker than him, no matter in terms of his profound cultivation, his proficiency in martial arts, his internal strength and his body's recovery speed. Especially the physical strength is even higher than him.

This was also honed by those old men who used the blood of ferocious beasts deep in the secret realm, mixed with various rare medicines and fruits, and soaked his body since he was a child.

As he spoke, Qi Zhao slowly touched his right index finger.

In full view of everyone, they clicked on this shining golden crystal wall.

Click!

A crisp sound came.

Cracks immediately appeared on the crystal wall, and quickly spread to the surroundings like a spider web. In just a few breaths, the immovable seal of the warriors from the Western Regions was shattered.

Broken Star Finger!
Ancient secret combat skills.

The Dongtian Finger, which was once practiced with Nie Feng, was as famous in ancient times, and its power shocked an era.

Seeing this scene, other people were shocked, especially Wuchen and the others, who had no idea where Nie Feng found such a master.

Seeing that the trick was easily defeated, the Western Region warrior immediately became angry from embarrassment, and regardless of whether he was Qi Zhao's opponent, he rushed over to fight Qi Zhao, and the battle began.

People from other lands also came to kill Nie Feng and the others one after another. The blond young man raised the scepter in his hand and swayed a dazzling golden light, as if it was the power emanating from the sun, which could burn the world in all directions.

"I'll fight you!"

Tang Ruyi crossed her body in front of this person, and her two arms instantly became crystal clear like glass, and she could clearly see the bone meridians under the skin.

Glass hands!
It is also a unique skill in ancient times.

It is said that those who are hit by this set of palms will quickly turn into glass in the center of the palm. If they are not treated in time, the power of the glass palm will spread to the whole body, turning the person into a statue alive. For half a month, there will be endless pain during this period. Many people can't bear this pain and commit suicide directly.

This kind of ability to turn one's own flesh and blood into a glass body is already the highest state of the glass palm. However, Tang Ruyi obviously has not fully demonstrated this set of martial arts, and only turned part of his hands into a glass body. When practicing to the peak, the whole body can be transformed between flesh and glass at will, and has a defensive power comparable to that of a diamond body, which is hard to hurt by swords and soldiers, and is invulnerable to water and fire.

"It's my turn!"

Tang Ruyi folded her hands and danced wildly, as if she had a thousand arms, blocking all the spells of the blond-haired young man, and then slammed out with a palm, the zhenqi where the palm passed was boiling like a long river, and the glazed light continued to flow towards the blond-haired young man .

Facing Tang Ruyi's palm strength, the blond youth's expression remained unchanged, and he murmured in a low voice, not knowing what he was talking about, but the fiery golden energy gradually gathered on top of his head, and after a while, a huge ball of stellar energy formed. The entire sky is illuminated by this golden light.

"God said, let there be light!"

The blond youth's scepter fell.

Tang Ruyi's glazed palm strength was continuously evaporated by the golden light.

"I said, damn you!"

Tang Ruyi gave a cold drink.

Originally, only the arms were turned into glazed glass, but during the flow of true energy, all parts except the head were transformed into a shining glazed body, and the power of the glazed palm strength has also been enhanced double.

It's as if the raging sea broke its dike, it's overwhelming and irresistible!

Rumble!
There was a loud bang.

Liuli's palm strength and golden light collapsed at the same time.

However, Tang Ruyi was protected by a glass body and was not harmed. The blond young man was not so lucky, and flew upside down, which also gave him a chance to escape. After the blond young man fell to the ground, Without the slightest hesitation, it turned into a golden light and flew away into the distance.

"It's not that easy to leave!"

But Tang Ruyi didn't seem to intend to let him go.

The jasper turned into [-] hidden weapons of different shapes in a row, like a rainstorm locust shooting towards the blond young man, and at the same time, he also flew after him.

…………

"You are Nie Feng from Song Tu?"

A Khitan warrior stood in front of Nie Feng, his body was full of qi and blood like a materialized flame, and ordinary people might have difficulty breathing in front of him.

"who are you?"

Nie Feng asked.

"This seat is Luo Shang, a true disciple of the Raksha Sect!"

Luo Shang, a Khitan warrior, put his hands behind his back, looked at Nie Feng and said, "I heard Yeluchu mention you a long time ago, and seeing you today, you really deserve your reputation, and you are qualified to be my opponent!"

The voice has not completely dissipated.

Luo Chang suddenly turned his palm into a knife, and slashed towards Nie Feng.

The black edge is like the blade in the hands of the messenger of hell, exuding a cold and dead breath, it seems that it can harvest people's lives at any time, and bring them into the boundless and endless nether world.

Rakshasa Ghost King Knife!

Nie Feng had seen He Lianyu perform this knife before.

However, his attainments are far behind Luo Shang's.

"Reverse chaos!"

Nie Feng swung his hands in front of him, outlining mysterious trajectories.

Exhibiting the profound meaning of martial arts learned in the secret realm, he even easily shattered Luo Shang's Ghost King Saber.

(End of this chapter)