The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 157 Catastrophe is imminent
Yuan Thirteen frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that Chen Zhuo was not dead, let alone that this person could escape to his death under his arrow.

Obviously it was an arrow piercing through the heart.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about it. Looking at the dark golden arrow cluster in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and his figure unfolded. The phantom of the body is constantly changing, like a clone, unpredictable in reality.

In fact, at the moment when Chen Zhuo opened his eyes and spat out his knife, nodding his arrow and firing his bow, Chu Xiangyu who was standing beside him shouted sharply, "Do it!"

Qi Shaoshang straightened his body and raised his sword to make a move. The green glow moved back and forth, the sword light was brilliant and dazzling, and the wind of the sword whizzed through the air, and he had already launched his ultimate move.

Chu Xiangyu himself also moved his hands, his beard and hair all stretched out, like a furious lion, one hand was clasped empty, the palm was so cold, a chill had already enveloped Yuan Shisan Xian's body from a distance, turning into several palm shadows split out.

"Sun Chasing Arrow!"

Yuan Shisanxian's complexion suddenly turned blue, and then turned white again, not because of embarrassment or anger, but a vision formed by his mysterious kung fu, with two golden lights flowing from his dark eyes.

A few feet away in front of him, the Sun Chasing God Arrow has already arrived.

The golden light of the arrow clusters flowed, but there was no shadow of the arrow, only a faint brilliance flashed through everyone's eyes, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, which was extremely amazing.

Looking at the light of the arrow, feeling the killing intent on the arrow firmly locking him, Yuan Shisanxian's sharp eyes opened and then narrowed, and praised without hesitation: "Good!"

The man's voice was hoarse and hoarse, but it had a strange penetrating power, like howling a wolf.

Just as the word "good" came out of his mouth, a ray of bright sword energy suddenly spewed out from his mouth, which forced Qi Shaoshang back, and at the same time his feet sank.

The moment he landed on the ground, a violent energy swept out from his body, the black cloak roared like clouds, the ground shook under his feet, the mountains seemed to tremble three times, birds flew and beasts flew, and the hustle and bustle was everywhere.

After the three of them staggered back for a while, they saw Yuan Shisanjian standing upright like a mountain, with an arrow stabbing obliquely behind him, half of the black cloth was blown by the wind and landed not far away.

Seeing that there was a gap in the cloak on his body, Yuan Shisanxian looked at Chen Zhuo expressionlessly.

"Sure enough, it's a magic arrow... Looking at the world, you are No.1 who has the guts to shoot an arrow in front of me, and you are also the first one who can hurt me with an arrow."

He rubbed his right hand, with five fingers spread out, there was already a bloodstain on the palm of his hand, not unscathed, most likely it was to catch the arrow and was injured by the cluster of arrows.

But Chen Zhuo seemed to have been severely wounded, with a piercing pain between his brows, his face was pale and bloodless, and there was no trace of joy; because there was only one "Sun Chasing Arrow", and Zhuge Zheng I only took one for him. If the arrow can't defeat the serious injury, then the opportunity will be lost.

Chu Xiangyu, Qi Shaoshang and Chen Zhuo have formed horns, enclosing Yuan Shisanxian in it.

Yuan Shisanxian was unmoved, turned his palms over, and the bloodstains were gone, not even the bloodstains.

He glanced at Chen Zhuo, Chu Xiangyu, and Qi Shaoshang, and opened his mouth to say six words in a slow voice.

"Stomachache!"

"Headache!"

"Heartache!"

Qi Shaoshang moved halfway, when he suddenly heard "stomach pain" in his ears, he suddenly felt the pain in his abdomen, as if his liver and intestines were broken, his body was shaken, his long sword was struck on the ground, his eyebrows were tangled, and his forehead was sweating profusely beads.

When Chu Xiangyu heard "headache", his complexion darkened, and he let out a muffled snort, a streak of blood dripped from his nostrils, and he felt that his headache was about to split.

And Chen Zhuo almost followed in the footsteps of the two of them at the same time, he frowned and stared, stood up slowly, pressed his left hand on his right chest, five fingers sank and pressed, the force penetrated, the severe pain disappeared, and his face turned paler.

It can actually hurt the enemy with thoughts.

"Concentrate!"

Chu Xiangyu snorted coldly, his eyes sharpened.

When Qi Shaoshang heard the words, his mind was restrained, his mind was concentrated, the brilliance in his eyes flickered, and he also broke free.

Before the three of them could catch their breath, the figure of Yuan Shisan Xiantu in front of him flickered, as if covered with a layer of watery brilliance from head to toe, and then shook his shoulders, turning from one to three, and it seemed that three out of his body rushed out. An identical self came, shocking the world.

However, the most frightening thing is that Yuan Shisanxian's deity is still in place, standing with his hands behind his back, watching with cold eyes, joking and laughing, but there is an extra phantom in front of the three of them.

Too soon, in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of him, crossing a distance of seven or eight zhang, attacking like a ghost.

The three phantoms have different attacks, one with a palm, one with a finger, and one with a fist.

Behind Chu Xiangyu's bloody cloak rose out of nowhere, his eyes were wide open, shining brightly, his head was full of black hair without wind, and when he lifted his palms, the cold and heat in the palms moved together, as if they had condensed into substance, and a face It was split into two colors, half red and half green, and they greeted each other with palms like pushing mountains and shaking mountains.

Wherever Peiran's palm passed, the sand flew between the rocks, the vegetation burned, and the earth and rocks were covered with frost.

Qi Shaoshang raised his sword, advancing instead of retreating, with a "squeak", the green glow on the sword grew another section, hesitating, he raised the sword and stabbed, the long sword pierced through the air, and disappeared in a flash, to meet the attack sword finger.

Chen Zhuo's face shuddered, and he felt that the murderous intent was approaching. Such methods were almost close to the supernatural powers in those ghost novels.

With the help of his foresight, he shrank back, swung his fist and smashed it, the wind of the fist shook the air like thunder, and it was the phantom of the punch.

But a strange scene appeared, Yuan Thirteen Stepped in, and instantly overlapped and merged with the phantom in front of Chen Zhuo, turning the virtual into reality.

The fist that was avoided originally turned his wrist and turned, and he had already met his move in the air.

As soon as they fought, Yuan Shisanxian's eyes showed a strange color, and he seemed to find it interesting, but he turned around suddenly, took two steps, and overlapped with the phantoms in front of Chu Xiangyu and Qi Shaoshang one by one, fighting swords and palms at the same time .

All of this seems to have a front and a back, and there are many variables, but in fact, it is only a breath, and it moves up and down in an instant, just like Yuan Shisanxian just walked a few steps in front of the three people and raised their hands. lose it.

The sword in Qi Shaoshang's hand trembled continuously, and someone stabbed a finger hole in the shiny sword.

Chen Zhuo seemed to be hit hard, the muscles of the whole right arm were trembling crazily.

And Chu Xiangyu...

Even though he was once defeated by Zhuge Zhengwo, his skill is also extraordinary, at this moment, facing life and death, he risked his life and urged his efforts, and he managed to catch him alive.

The two are already competing for internal strength with their palms facing each other.

"Chugong, I'll help you!"

Qi Shaoshang hurriedly squeezed the blood from his throat, and flew away with his feet. He had already dodged behind Chu Xiangyu, shouted angrily, pushed his palm up, and landed on his back.

The internal force is surging, the energy is flowing, the two are two against one, the internal force converges in one place; for a while, the breath is violent, the clothes are stirred, and the air is like a fish swimming under the flesh, and the blood vessels and veins on the back of the hand are all protruding , expanding outwards on the body surface, the scene is really thrilling.

Mo's brows furrowed in the Thirteenth Yuan Dynasty, his tall and powerful body stood still, his long hair fluttering, like a demon god.

Chen Zhuo swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, his eyes were cold, and suddenly he put down his divine bow. He raised his eyelids and looked at the bright moon above his head. He didn't know whether it was the bright moon reflecting his eyes or his eyes reflecting the bright moon. His eyes were originally dark. Quickly cast a layer of frosty radiance.

Taking a long breath, a wisp of cold breath has entered the throat like water.

Chen Zhuo's muscles tensed up, as if he shivered, his eyes flickered, like a god looking at him, he bent his legs and squatted halfway, shrinking his body and shrugging his shoulders, the person had disappeared in place.

The method of moon refining.

From the corner of the corners of the eyes of the three people who were stalemate in the arena, Chen Zhuo suddenly disappeared. In just a split second, there was a figure behind Yuan Shisanxian. , Enveloped by thought power, the fist fell, and the moonlight under the fist was faint.

"what!"

The long howl shook the sky, like howling like an ape, howling like a wolf.

Yuan Thirteen had no waves on his face, his long hair was turbulent like waves, and even the clothes on his body swelled up visibly to the naked eye under the struggle of internal strength.

His name is Yuan Thirteen Limits, because his thirteen unique skills are all limited by others, and at this moment, he is facing the enemy with his back.

The moment Chen Zhuo's fist landed, a brilliance flashed behind him, and he appeared again.

A phantom came out from the back of Yuan Thirteen Limits.

This is one of its 77 kinds of thaumaturgy, the method of transforming shadow into body.

But Chen Zhuo seemed to have expected it long ago, he turned his body around, but suddenly disappeared, and he appeared in a flash, and punched out from his right side.

A punch fell, and his figure turned into a wisp of green smoke and shadow, swept to the left side of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit, and punched again.

Although the two punches were in sequence, they were so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye, they happened almost at the same time, and it was as if Chen Zhuo was split into two, and he made moves from left to right.

Yuan Shisan limited his fighting power under his palm, he was as motionless as a mountain, his left and right sides had separate shadows, and the separate shadows incarnated, attacking Chen Zhuo.

But they were all thrown away.

The next moment, the moonlight covered Yuan Thirteen's head, and a figure was already in midair.

Yuan Thirteen Limits seemed to have understood Chen Zhuo's attack, suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and spit out, a wisp of sharp energy flew out from between his teeth, and shouted like thunder: "Fall!"

This is a drink of magical power to injure the enemy with thoughts.

But with this sound, not only did Chen Zhuo not fall down, but the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and the brilliance in his eyes suddenly shone brightly, almost bursting out of his eyes.

The four eyes met, Yuan Shisanxian's dark and prey eyes also seemed to brighten up, and he seemed to be absent-minded for a moment, but he was clear again in an instant.

And that ray of energy had already hit Chen Zhuo's right chest, splashing a flower of blood.

At the same time, Yuan Shisanxian saw a mighty fist smashing down in the air, and only had time to tilt his head.

"boom!"

Dust was flying, Yuan Shisanxian's feet sank suddenly, and a big cracked pit collapsed, he had been punched in the shoulder, and it was heard that the bone was cracked.

As soon as the punch fell, Chen Zhuo turned over and landed on the ground to swing his fist, hitting the temple of the Thirteenth Yuan.

Yuan Thirteenth's neck returned to normal, and the already gloomy face suddenly turned into ice like frost, which made people shiver, with murderous intent, and finally changed.

He suddenly withdrew his palm, rubbed and withdrew his left hand, and grabbed Chen Zhuo with a whimper. The energy in his palm was violent, and a huge suction force was generated out of thin air, and the fist he withdrew was sucked into the palm of his hand.

Chen Zhuo's expression changed instantly, he stretched out his five fingers, and wanted to shake the opponent away with his palm strength, but unexpectedly, when he closed his palms, they were firmly sucked together.

A terrifying internal force immediately extended its arms upwards like an overwhelming mountain, rampaging and tyrannical.

Seeing this situation, Chu Xiangyu's expression became tense, his right hand was wrapped around, and he had put Chen Zhuo's other hand on it.

In an instant, a wave of scorching hot palm force surged out.

The sleeve of Chen Zhuo's right arm suddenly ignited without fire, and was burned to ashes. Even under his exposed flesh, fire energy flowed and flowed, lighting up half of his body, and the red light flowed.

And the other half is full of dust.

Sandwiched between the two masters, no matter how calm Chen Zhuo's expression was, there was a great change in the end.

Exactly, catastrophe is imminent.

(End of this chapter)