Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 332 Two against one
This time, the donkey seemed to have some sincerity.

But Ye Luo suddenly thought that this donkey has always been a deceitful style, and the donkey in front of him seemed to be able to resist, so Ye Luo was going to wait. According to the donkey's temperament, if he went in, once the old Miyamoto If the ancestor attacked him, the donkey would most likely run away like a jerk!
This should be a pit!

If it is a pit, he will be miserable!

"Woof! I know you haven't left. Have you forgotten the friendship between us? Back then, if it wasn't for me, you would have walked out of the dry well? If it wasn't for me, would you have been able to swallow the energy in that ancient bronze coffin? Ben The emperor's kindness to you is as great as a mountain, and at this time, you can't just ignore your death!" The donkey was thrown into the air by another punch, screamed, and its hair fluttered in the air.

However, it seemed strange that the punch was thrown into the air. The donkey rolled on the ground and rolled towards the door. A glint flashed in the donkey's eyes.

Ye Luo had already made a move, but when he heard these two reasons, he stopped his hand again, numb, out of the dry well?If it wasn't for the donkey cheating people, would he have been trapped to death on the ancient altar?If it wasn't for this donkey, he would have been almost killed by this ancient bronze coffin?Now there is still a huge disaster on the chest, which is the imprint of the ancient coffin.

"Do you still want to run?" Patriarch Miyamoto was also a seasoned character. Seeing the donkey rolling towards the door, he guessed what the donkey was thinking. He pulled the donkey by its tail and threw it straight towards the inside of the house.

Patriarch Miyamoto seemed to be furious to the extreme. This time, he fell sideways and grabbed the donkey's tail with both hands, as if he had exhausted all his strength. However, in this way, his back was completely exposed in front of the door .

Ye Luo's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Grasping the blood-red sword in his hand, he suddenly broke into the door. Under Ye Luo's berserk strength, the mahogany door was shattered.

Ye Luo, whose speed soared to the extreme, said nothing, his eyes were cold, and the dagger in his hand stabbed Patriarch Miyamoto's neck at a strange angle.

"Do you really think I'll be defenseless against you? You idiot!" The moment Ye Luo made a move, Patriarch Miyamoto suddenly said something in a cold voice.

After that, he seemed to be holding the donkey's tail with both hands with all his strength, but suddenly pulled out one, and at a strange speed, he backhanded to grab the dagger that Ye Luo was stabbing at.

The aura of Patriarch Miyamoto exploded completely, yet he still concealed it. This aura of the foundation establishment period was almost overwhelming!
However, the corners of Ye Luo's mouth twitched, and his eyes shrank again, and there was a strange bright red in his eyes.

As a generation of war doctors, how could it be so easy to be fooled? Ye Luo already felt that the ancestor Miyamoto might hide something before he made the move, but he still made the move!
Because, Ye Luo could tell that Patriarch Miyamoto was using this posture as a trap based on his extreme confidence in his physical strength, and, when he closed the door earlier, he had glanced at himself, As a foundation-building monk, he saw through his own cultivation and felt that he was not a threat, so he used this lure trap to trap himself in and kill him.

Patriarch Miyamoto is trapping and killing!

As a terrifying big shot at the foundation-building stage, he believed that he had seen through Ye Luo's cultivation and was extremely confident that with Ye Luo's strength, he could kill him with one blow!
However, there is one thing that Miyamoto Patriarch absolutely did not expect, and this is also a fatal point!
That is, Ye Luohui is a body cultivator!

Since ancient times, the number of qi-training monks has skyrocketed, and body-training monks are on the verge of extinction. In the pre-Qin period, body-training monks were even extinct, and in this era, body-training monks are even more unheard of.

He would never have thought of this!
They are all extinct body cultivators, how could they reappear?

He can see through Ye Luo's first level of Qi training, which is weak and pitiful, with almost negligible cultivation, but he can't see through the strength of the monks in the body training stage. Qi training can be judged by the fluctuation of spiritual energy, but body training can only be judged Judge by hand.

Patriarch Miyamoto was trapping and killing, but Ye Luo was assassinating!

"Go to hell!" Patriarch Miyamoto roared angrily!

He grabbed the donkey's tail with one hand and slammed it down on the hard floor, while the other hand directly grabbed Ye Luo's figure rushing over, as if he wanted to pinch Ye Luo's neck!

"Boom—"

The donkey fell to the floor with a deafening bang.

A ferocious smile flashed across the corner of Patriarch Miyamoto's mouth, and the other hand was about to pinch Ye Luo's neck and break it.

However, at the moment when his hand was about to pinch Ye Luo's neck, Ye Luo, who was rushing straight ahead, showed a strange arc at this moment, like a bamboo pole, bent suddenly, unexpectedly Dodged his pinch.

At the same time, the little blood-red sword in Ye Luo's hand suddenly turned around and directly pierced Patriarch Miyamoto's heart, and Ye Luo's originally intentionally restrained temperament exploded wildly at this second.

Ye Luo pushed the Devouring Heaven Skill on the ancient bronze book to the extreme, his blood burst out, and all his strength and momentum poured into the little blood-red sword!
The sword body was fiery red, singing softly, and a mysterious aura emanated from the sword body.

Ding--

puff--

When the little blood-red sword touched Patriarch Miyamoto's chest, it first made a sound like a metal and stone impact, and then broke through Patriarch Miyamoto's skin, which was equivalent to the defense of the foundation building period!
Although Patriarch Miyamoto had melted down most of his skills, as a ninja of high ninja level, his defensive power was comparable to that of a monk in the foundation-building period, but he hadn't weakened too much.

The blood-red sword pierced Patriarch Miyamoto's chest, and then pierced halfway in. Patriarch Miyamoto's blood splashed, and his blood seemed to contain terrifying energy. When it splashed on the floor, it could It made a small hole and hit Ye Luo's skin, which was also a sharp pain.

This is the horror of the powerful monks in the foundation building period!
Even if there is only a trace of strength left, it is still so powerful!
Patriarch Miyamoto's body froze suddenly, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. The seemingly weak little monk who could be crushed to death with one hand actually concealed his strength and injured him.

Unforgivable, unforgivable.

Even if this little humble Huaxia cultivator is a physical cultivator!Body cultivation has been extinct since the pre-Qin period!
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes!
Without looking at him, Ye Luo held the little blood-red sword in his hand, pushed all the blood in his body to the limit, doubled his strength, and continued to send the little blood-red sword to Patriarch Miyamoto's heart.

According to Ye Luo's judgment, if he pushed it half an inch further, he would be able to pierce the old devil's heart, and by then, it would definitely be enough for him to drink a pot.

However, at the moment of life and death, the patriarch Miyamoto used a terrifying body defense forcefully, so that the speed of his stabbing dropped several times. Then, he freed his hand and held the blood-red sword fiercely, preventing Xiaojian is going in half a point!

On the ground, the donkey was thrown hard, and its head was a little dazed. However, seeing that the ancestor Miyamoto had shifted the target of the attack, it almost subconsciously ran out of the door at an incomparable speed.

This old stick is too scary, it has to run away quickly.

The donkey ran away and roared: "Wow, woof, woof! Good job, brother, the old stick is no longer good, you work harder and kill the old stick, I will clean up those little trash fish!"

(End of this chapter)