Huashan female sword god

Chapter 443 441. Try

The disease of You Xingye's sword qi and the strength of the sword qi are all amazing. The man was able to avoid a few strikes, but he couldn't avoid all of them. He staggered and wobbled, his coat was torn, it was almost strips of cloth, blood was dripping everywhere.

But the scars are basically on the hands, feet and limbs, but the body is unharmed, let alone fatal injuries.

It can be seen from the shredded clothes that have been made into strips that there is a layer of close-fitting soft armor inside, cast by something unknown, it is precisely this that offsets the main body sword energy and protects the basics.

Fortunately, he didn't have the Thunderbolt Thunderbolt in his hand, otherwise the sword energy would trigger the Thunderbolt close to his body, even with the protection of the treasure armor, he might be injured, maimed, or even killed by the blast.

However, at this time, the other party still retained three points of vitality.

Seeing the bright moon sky approaching quickly, the tiger roared, and instead of retreating, it turned into a mighty fist and struck out.

But it is a false move.

Ming Yuetian moved away the fist, and the man quickly fled in another direction.

"Humph."

Ming Yuetian jumped forward, was faster by three points, caught up in a moment, intercepted him, and slashed down with his palm, the air around him was cold and covered with frost.

"what?"

The opponent waved his fist to meet him, but his skills were greatly disparate, so he resisted head-on, defeated with one move, and vomited blood and retreated.

And the moment he took two steps back, Ming Yuetian's second palm condensed and struck again, with almost no gap in between.

This time, the opponent had no time to block the punch, and was hit in the chest by the force of the tyrannical palm in the air, the retreat intensified, and he flew straight away.

He fell to the ground, and got up immediately, covering his chest where he was hit by the cold palm with one hand, gasping for breath, and shouting loudly: "Wait, wait a minute... I have something to say, but move slowly."

Ming Yuetian frowned slightly, this palm was [-]% to [-]% powerful, but he didn't expect that he could stand up immediately after being hit directly, and it was just that his breath was a little unstable, which was really unexpected.

But ignore him.

With a sway of his body, in the blink of an eye, he struck out with another palm.

"what……"

The man let out a low voice, and tried his best to avoid it, but the bright moon sky followed him like a shadow, and within ten feet, the air was cold and the sky was cold, and the ground was covered with blue frost.

For a moment.

But he couldn't dodge, and couldn't stand it anymore, this man received several palms in a row, finally couldn't hold it back, spit out a big mouthful of blood, Ming Yuetian seized the right time, rushed to him, counted quickly in front of him, trying to seal his meridians The acupoints imprisoned his body, but when the point fell, Li Zhi's fingers of the big puppet hand also failed to break through.

It's like dropping water on a smooth mirror, the mirror is not damaged, but the water is splashed and bounced away.

It's just that although the force of this finger failed to penetrate into the opponent's body, the force of the impact still forced him to retreat one after another.

Ming Yuetian frowns and stops, staring at him, or in other words, staring at his clothes.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, his face was pale, his lips were purple, he endured the bone-chilling chill in his body at the moment, and continued to persuasion: "Wait, wait, we don't have to fight to the death, talk, we can talk ..."

"Humph!"

Ming Yuetian just snorted, and his palms were furious, the man's soul was so dead that he was almost powerless to fight back.

After barely parrying twice, Ming Yuetian grabbed his left wrist.

With a full twist and a muffled click, the arm was distorted beyond shape, like a twist, but it was already broken.

The pain hit his heart, and the man let out a scream,
Almost at the same time, Ming Yuetian's other hand turned into a palm knife and chopped down at the elbow. With a crisp sound, that arm was bent backwards and was completely useless.

Ming Yuetian pushed it casually and let go of that arm. The man staggered back a few steps, couldn't hold on for a while and fell to his knees, arched his waist, touched his forehead to the ground, hugged his left arm with his right hand, and his arm dangled feebly. The body was almost curled up into a ball, the muscles all over his body were tense, his throat was also stuck, and the cry was choked in his throat, but he couldn't get it out. He could only make low swallows like his throat was vibrating with all his strength.

The situation has been settled, You Xingye stepped forward.

"Tsk tsk, what a shame."

"Your men named Zhao Da have already said that you are cautious and cautious, and you will never do anything you are not sure of. You are the most careful. Tell me, why do you dare to take the risk and sneak attack today?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

You Xingye was full of cynicism.

Unprepared, she was suddenly blown up by that bullshit thunderbolt, of course she still had resentment, just now she was focused on keeping the enemy, but now that she has become a chopping board fish, she has a lot of time to laugh as she wants .

However, at this time, the other party's consciousness was in a state of confusion, and he could no longer hear the movement outside, nor could he reply.

You Xingye kicked him, fell down without any resistance, but was still curled up, his body trembling slightly.

You Xingye stretched out the scabbard, raised his head, and turned his face upwards. Although there were some bloodstains on his face, they were mainly drips, not contiguous, not too many, and he could still see his true face. He looked at it and said : "Ordinary appearance, thin body, high lightness skill, and martial arts, judging from the fight just now, it is not bad. More importantly, he basically meets the requirements to attack us for no reason. It seems that this person is indeed that Zhao Gou."

Ming Yuetian folded her hands, lightly resting her chin with one hand, staring at that person thoughtfully.

You Xingye turned back: "Sister, what are you thinking?"

Ming Yuetian said: "I'm thinking about how to deal with him."

You Xingye smiled and said: "Have you thought about it?"

Ming Yuetian said: "I'm thinking about his luck!"

This is completely irrelevant, You Xingye wondered: "What do you mean?"

Ming Yuetian said: "The clothes on his body have not been damaged by your sword energy, and my palm and fingers have not been able to penetrate through them. It is a precious garment."

You Xingye looked down, and under the covert coat that was almost shredded into strips, there was a yellow coat that was still intact and shining, only the top, which was slightly similar to the waistcoats of later generations, but it was wide, not so close-fitting and tight .

"and then?"

Ming Yuetian said: "Taking the Biluo stab, if he can stab it, it's bad luck for him, if he can't stab it, it's good luck for him."

If this is a precious garment that even Biluo can't pierce or break, then she is willing to put up with the discomfort of being worn before, and take the precious garment back, at most... wash it for two years before wearing it.

You Xingye narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it more interesting to test whether the indestructible shield is stronger or the indestructible spear is sharper..."

Looking at Ming Yuetian again, he said, "However, don't you need to torture him first, and get more information about the Zhao family? If he is unlucky and gets stabbed to death, he won't be able to find out anything."

Ming Yuetian murmured, "Any news from the Zhao family?"

If there is anything else worthy of her attention in the Zhao family in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, there is only one thing at most, that is, whether the Zhao family still has masters who threaten them. Zhao Da is just a servant, so I don't know about it, but Zhao Gou should know.

Of course, this is only a little bit of attention, not to mention paying too much attention to it.

She said: "If you can't find out, you can't find out. What's the big deal?"

"That's whatever you want." You Xingye shrugged, then handed over Bi Luo, and said, "But my hand still hurts, so you should come here, sister."

Ming Yuetian originally wanted to say that he might be able to get Baihuagu's 36-strength god boxing technique from him, but the last four are missing. If the treasure clothes don't live up to expectations, this sword will directly kill someone, and she still needs to kill, but I changed my mind. Thinking about it, even if Bao Yi couldn't withstand Bi Luo, a single strike wouldn't kill people directly, and he would still have a sigh of relief, so that You Xingye could kill in time.

Pull out Bi Luo, hold down the sword energy, take two steps forward, approach to its side, raise your hand, Bi Luo turns, the forward grip changes to upside down, and the sword stabs at the chest.

(End of this chapter)