This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 317
The only person who can rescue Tang Jin at this time is the Dongfang family. This woman is Lu Yuan, and the middle-aged man is Uncle Fu.

The silver light flickered, and the cold light filled the sky. Wherever the sharp edge touched in Lu Yuan's hand, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the level of ruthlessness almost changed the color of the entire venue.

At the same time, everyone also noticed the weapon in her hand, the hook, as ancestors said, the hook is also a weapon, curved like a sword, so the hook kills people.

The hook is also one of the eighteen types of weapons. Although it is not uncommon, it is not as popular as the sword after all, so there are not many masters of the hook, and it is even rarer to see women who use the hook.

The double hooks in Lu Yuan's hands seemed to be spiritual. When they waved them, they twisted and meandered, tricky and cold. When a silver light fell, a human head flew up. The older people in Wuyue seemed to see in her the three-year-old Huangfu's family. Miss killed the shadows of the Quartet at Wandaomen.

Back then, Huangfu Xiaoyuan used the double axes, which were powerful and heavy, chopping and smashing like a storm, but now the double hooks used by Lu Yuan are as fast as a frightened bird and as fierce as a wolf. They are very similar, both of them prove the way by killing.

"Bold girl!"

Xuan Ku looked like a King Kong with glaring eyes. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen headless corpses of Shaolin disciples on the ground. How could he not be angry and kill his disciples in front of him? Regardless of whether this woman has anything to do with Jin Yiwei, today he will To avenge the same door.

Throwing away the broken Zen stick, Xuan Ku stretched out both palms, his hands were glowing with bronze color, the palm force blasted out with the sound of howling wind, it was Shaolin's unparalleled powerful vajra palm.

That Lu Yuan looked coldly, her double hooks were like snakes, and two silver hooks were on the neck of a Shaolin disciple who was fighting with two strands in the field. She spread her arms to the left and right, and with one stroke, another head rose into the sky.

Seeing that she kicked the headless corpse towards Xuanku, the latter had to withdraw half of his palm to catch the corpse, looking at the tragic situation of the Shaolin disciples, Xuanku's expression of grief and indignation became even worse.

Everyone present looked dumbfounded, the high-strength martial arts that killed Shaolin disciples like pigs was second to none, the point was how dare she dare, this is Shaolin, majestic Southern Shaolin.

"The witch is punished!"

The wind was blowing under Xuan Ku's feet, and he exerted strength with both palms again, and struck out together with three other monks of the Xuan character generation around him, the strength of the four palms merged into one, and the huge copper-colored palm roared and flew out.

Lu Yuan turned back, and at the same time, the silver hook in her left hand flew out and pierced the throat of a young monk of the Hui family. She pulled her left hand back suddenly, and it turned out that there was still a silk thread tied to the handle of the silver hook. , the little monk's body was hooked like flying.

She retracted the silver hook smoothly, and kicked the young monk's body towards the attacking palm with a kick, the two collided, and the young monk's body was instantly torn apart.

Xuan Ku was furious: "Junior Brothers, form an formation together!"

The other three rushed out together, four fists and eight palms with various moves, Lu Yuan's double hooks came out at the same time, the transparent silk thread spread out in all directions like a spider web, the two silver hooks seemed to come alive, flying snakes with several The monks fought together, and everyone exclaimed when they saw it.

On the stage, Lu Hanjiang also had to admit that this woman from the Dongfang family was not bad at martial arts, and she could be called a master if she could use double hooks to this extent.

Among the martial arts of the Dongfang family, the most famous one is the nine-day movement. As for the other martial arts, they don't seem to be too prominent, but thinking about it, this seems to mean that the Dongfang family has a wide variety of martial arts.

Seeing that Xuanku and the others seemed to be about to set up the Four Vajra Formation, Lu Hanjiang was also curious. He had personally tested the power of this formation. He used the alias Yue Lifeng to fight against them in South Shaolin.

The four diamond formations are indeed extraordinary, and the four monks of the Xuan family are not ordinary. At the beginning, Lu Hanjiang was limited by the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect, so he had to break through the formation with the strength of weapons. The woman from the Dongfang family did not have magic weapons like him , I don't know how to break the formation.

In the arena, the monks from all directions had already stood still, and each of them opened their mouths to roar. The sound waves of the four lion roars hit Lu Yuan in the middle. She suddenly withdrew her two silver hooks, stepped lightly, and her figure flashed away. In the blink of an eye, only a few afterimages can be seen again and again.

Even Lu Hanjiang was a little surprised, this Fuyao Jiutian was able to become the world's number one lightness kungfu, and it really wasn't for nothing.

The lightness skills of each school have their own characteristics. For example, the Wudang Ladder can move freely up and down, with incomparable lightness, which confuses the enemy with variety. It looks like a ghost shadow, which is extremely mysterious.

But the Fuyao Nine Heavens of the Dongfang Aristocratic Family does not have those profound mysteries. There is only one word at the core of this movement technique, and that is fast.

It was too fast for the enemy to react in time, too fast for the enemy to capture, Lu Yuan's martial arts was originally a swift route, once Fuyao Jiutian used it, even if Xuan Ku and the others put down the formation, the opponent was as light as a swallow, and quickly If they startled, they couldn't catch it at all.

Xuan Ku was astonished, and saw a silver light explode in front of his eyes, he hurriedly said: "Junior Brother, be careful!"

The monk of the Xuan family was already half a beat behind when he heard Xuan Ku's voice. He hastily swung the crescent shovel in his hand and swept it away, only to hear a crisp sound of ding, and the flying hook flew towards the sky, but a long, cold air Strength spread throughout his body in an instant.

It turned out that Lu Yuan had landed behind him at some point, and threw three silver needles and landed on his back. The monk's blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood was all black in color. His face was as pale as frost, and in the blink of an eye, black and blue spread all over his body.

"Is it poison?!"

Xuan Ku was frightened and furious, and struck out another powerful vajra palm. Lu Yuan countered him with a fist, and immediately retreated.

They didn't dare to be careless, the three of them immediately surrounded the poisoned monk, and they were relieved to see that he immediately blocked his acupoints to prevent the poison from spreading.

"Bold demon girl, An deceives me that there is no one in Shaolin!"

There was a thunderous sound, it turned out that Master Lingwu finally couldn't help it, he withdrew from the battle with Fubo, his tiger eyes kept scanning left and right, and finally caught a glimpse of a silver light flickering, the old monk flicked the monk Robe, poking out with one finger.

Lu Yuan, who was running, could only see a pale finger attack, fierce and domineering, with shocking power, she quickly crossed the double hooks to protect her chest, and hit the silver hook with her fingers, tearing her teeth so hard. The sound suddenly sounded.

Her heart trembled slightly, she dropped the double hooks without hesitation, and her figure flashed to the side, but the double hooks were twisted by the force of the finger, breaking into four in an instant.

Such a ferocious fingering technique must be the Wuxiang Jiezhi, one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills.

Seeing the disciples under his sect being slaughtered, Lingwu couldn't help but strike with anger. Although Lu Yuan's offensive was interrupted, it also gave Uncle Fu a chance.

Taking advantage of Lingwu's withdrawal, Uncle Fu suddenly slapped Lingmiao away with both palms, and then turned around and landed on Tang Jin's side.

Tang Jin was startled, before he could speak, he heard Uncle Fu whisper, "Master Jin, don't worry, this old slave is here to rescue you."

Tang Jin was dumbfounded, young master?he?
The middle-aged man didn't give him a chance to react, he tapped his acupoints quickly, picked him up and ran away without saying a word, Elder Qi lowered his head, probably counting ants, he just stood there and didn't make a move.

Lingmiao immediately went after her, but was left far behind by Uncle Fu. Seeing this scene, Lingwu's eyes stared like copper bells, which was very scary. What a gang of beggars, what a Jinyiwei, this matter is endless!

(End of this chapter)