The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 97 Raksha Raises His Head, Flying Snow at Night

"It's just you?"

Under the corpse, a voice finally came out, Chen Zhuo's voice.

It was hoarse and stern, with evil spirits rushing to the face, and the wind was blowing snow.

"Snapped!"

With the sound of a shock, a corpse on the ground flipped up into the air and flew towards the two of them.

A figure slowly stood up from the ground, drenched in blood, and even the Rakshasa face was stained with half of the ink cloud-like imprint of the blood.

The corpse was only in front of the two of them, and it flew away like a rag.

Sipping the fishy salt in his mouth, Chen Zhuo chuckled, his bloody eyes glanced at the thin and withered bodies of the two in front of him like eagles and falcons, like an adult looking at two half-sized dolls, slightly He leaned forward, lowered his eyes, and asked like a goshawk looking down: "Old ghost, what's your name?"

The words fell to the ground, a little light, but with a kind of creepy aura.

The two were originally full of murderous intent, they thought that Chen Zhuo would avoid him, but they didn't expect to stand up in a grandiose manner.

They couldn't see Chen Zhuo's face clearly, but the burly figure exuding bloody blood was outlined in the darkness, and they could see those eyes clearly.

It seemed to be glowing with a gloomy light, and there was an undisguised killing intent.

Just seeing these eyes and the outline of this figure already made the two of them feel unreasonable fear.

"It's such an appearance that the eagle watches the wolf and takes care of the wolf. This kid's aura is gradually growing, and the invisible evil looks are becoming more and more vivid. He actually knows how to use his power to suppress others, and he can't stay."

The old man also had only one pair of eyes lit up in the darkness, equally threatening and murderous.

He spoke to the old eunuch beside him.

"The old man has no name and no surname, but he is the last commander at the sticky pole."

Amazing speech.

The old eunuch gave a "hmm", looked at Chen Zhuo in front of him, and narrowed his eyes very solemnly, "Our family is an eunuch, you don't even know him, and the dead don't need to know."

Chen Zhuo nodded and said softly, "It turned out to be an eunuch, a good name."

In a few words, the words have been exhausted.

"How brave!"

The old eunuch's eyes were vicious, his murderous intent was revealed, his hands were bent into three, his upper body leaned up and down, one foot stepped forward, his hands were shaped like the front claws of a praying mantis, with his index and middle fingers protruding, he had already made a side attack, attacking Chen Zhuo's neck in a row Lifeblood; at the same time, both hands were thrown instead of beaten, and they also kneaded several Yuejia Sanshou. The iron hoop on the fingers was the weapon. During the blows, there were knocks and bumps. The strong wind was as strong as a knife.

As soon as Chen Zhuofu fought with him, he only fought two moves, and there were already a few plum blossom-like bruises visible to the naked eye.

He tilted his head, and simply stopped the hard catch, his eyes were silent, and he stretched out his ape arms, and a Bengquan was sent out with all his strength, attacking the empty ribs exposed between his raised and hooked hands.

The fist wind hit, the old eunuch's pupils trembled, his elbows fell, his hands sank back to hold them, the force of the hook was like iron hoops, and he pressed down with Chen Zhuo's right arm, his heels off the ground, his body Horizontally in the air, push back.

The nameless commander also made a move at this time.

This person's feet are irregular, he swallowed air into his throat, a few cicadas sounded from his chest and abdomen, he clenched his fists, but the way he punched was unexpected, it was wearing clothes.

Not only was he draped, but the man's arms shook like two magical whips, hesitating and opening and closing, undulating and twisting, and the two arms were extended to strike far, and a series of cannons were fired following the dragging force of the old eunuch. , An oolong fight, wearing a big bag, the momentum is like a broken bamboo.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were calm, and the muscles of his right arm suddenly twisted and tensed, and trembled. The old eunuch suddenly felt as if he had caught a wild dragon under his elbow, but he couldn't hold it.

His right arm broke free from the restraint. Facing the shocking style of attack by the unknown leader Shi Potian, Chen Zhuo clenched his fists and punched out fist after fist.

Ever since Guo Yunshen taught the Five Elements Fist, he has fallen in love with this straightforward style of fighting.

On the way of martial arts, you should go straight forward and smash the big stone blocking the way with your fist of flesh and blood.

Not only Bengquan, but also Paoquan and "Hit the God Whip".

His five fingers were empty, and the castration of his arms suddenly changed, as if he lost his bones in an instant, and there was no trace to be found. With a flick of his muscles, he was already entangled with the arms of the unknown commander, and his fists were also clashing. Squeeze through the eyes of the fist, like the sound of wind and thunder, coupled with "Tian Gang Jin", the sound of thunder is loud for a while.

"Everything..."

Hearing the muffled sound, the blood was fluctuating, and the sleeves of the two of them also cracked silently under the thunder, flying in all directions and turning into fragments.

"Death!"

The old eunuch saw that the two were fighting fiercely and stalemate, with murderous intent surging, he ran around and reached Chen Zhuo's side, this time he used his palms.

Press Chen Zhuo's right rib with one palm, and chop the back of his neck with the other palm.

Just as he was about to make a move, Chen Zhuo suddenly turned his head on his neck, coming suddenly, and looked over with straight eyes.

What was even more unexpected was that the breath in his chest was suddenly lifted, straight up his throat, squeezed into his mouth, and then he opened his mouth to spit out a flying knife.

The throwing knife is as long as a little finger, very small, it can be hidden under the tongue, wrapped in the cheek, and it hits by surprise.

What's more, there is a mask covering Chen Zhuo's face, if there is a murderous intent hidden in his mouth, it is impossible to guard against.

The old eunuch rushed over, and as soon as the killing sound came out, there was a heart-piercing scream.

The flying knife was unbiased and hit his right eye like a blowing arrow.

Chen Zhuo turned his head.

It seemed to be coming and going, but in reality it was nothing more than lightning and flint. He fought hard and received a whip, his fists turned sharply, and his two arms were already whipping towards the old eunuch like a magic whip.

The unnamed commander wanted to help, but when Chen Zhuo moved his neck for a moment, he slowed down, fearing that he would also be hit by a flying knife, he hesitated for a moment, and lost the good opportunity and the strong help.

The old eunuch was blinded in his right eye, and when he saw the violent attack like a storm, he hurriedly parried to deal with it, and he was still in the dark, he felt two pythons poking around from left to right, as if he was in the midst of a stormy sea , is in danger, and can only grit his teeth and hold on.

"help me……"

He was terrified, knowing that he had fallen into death, so he screamed urgently.

The nameless commander also knew that he had missed the opportunity, and was annoyed that he wanted to attack again, but the old eunuch didn't move.

The old eunuch stabilized his figure and stood motionless in the darkness. Then his chest, shoulders, arms, and ribs exploded one after another with bloody flowers, and the blood arrows shot like flesh and blood. The firecrackers were stuffed into the middle.

What was hit was the key to the circulation of his qi and blood, and he was crippled by the magic whip.

The unnamed commander looked at the old eunuch who was still twitching after falling to the ground and let out a long sigh, and gave the other party a good time with his tiptoes.

Otherwise, the blood will run out and die, and the death will be miserable.

The unnamed commander had a dark look in his eyes, "My good boy, with one against four, you actually let you kill three masters. If word of this battle spreads, the northern martial arts will be shocked."

Chen Zhuo's eyes were also sinister, and he gave a faint chuckle under his face, and suddenly raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood flew towards the other side's door.

The blood drops are in front, and the figure is behind.

Chen Zhuo raised his fists again, pushing his fists to make a move.

The nameless commander's breath sank, his arms trembled, and they overlapped for a block. The cloth on it was torn apart, and the two thick arms that did not match the thin body were already exposed to the air.

At this time, there was Geshha from outside the hall trying to break in, Chen Zhuo didn't even look at it, he took a step back, shaking his hands and shaking his wrists, a throwing knife swirled out of the darkness immediately, and wiped the man The neck is pasted.

A cloud of hot blood mist immediately dispersed in the wind and snow.

Nagoshha immediately knelt down on the snow, clutching his neck.

Everyone outside who was approaching step by step retreated again as they faced the enemy.

The nameless commander took the opportunity to make a move and walked in close to him.

Chen Zhuo seemed to have been prepared for a long time, sneered, and instead of retreating, he advanced, his arms trembled, his right arm was already exerting strength, his muscles and tendons expanded, his blood was surging, his whole body seemed to swell, and it was still a cannon punch .

The sound of wind and thunder was loud.

The two faced each other tit-for-tat, neither evading nor giving way, like thunder from the sky stirring up fire on the ground.

For a moment in the darkness, there were frantic fist shadows flying, and the muffled sound of the two forces colliding, all of which were domineering and fierce.

The two sides attacked each other for more than ten moves, Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, he opened his mouth to swallow his breath, and his cheeks puffed up, pretending to spit.

The nameless commander shuddered and his pupils shrank, thinking that Chen Zhuo was about to spit out a knife again, so he hurriedly shrunk his body while fighting.

But just as soon as he leaned down, a three-foot cold glow suddenly spewed out from Chen Zhuo's sleeve, the light of the saber coiled around the opponent's fist, the snake coiled up, and stabbed under his armpit.

In the blink of an eye, the nameless commander immediately felt the strength in his right arm leak, and his expression changed involuntarily.

He swallowed his breath suddenly, forced Chen Zhuo back with all his strength, turned around and fled towards the outside of the hall, at the same time his lips trembled and he was about to roar, he wanted to escape.

"Without the heart to survive in death, you are also worthy of being a master?"

The cold words followed and sounded behind him.

The nameless commander hissed outwards: "Quick..."

But as soon as he uttered a word, a section of the blade rolled around his neck from back to front, and passed by.

People outside the hall heard the sound and wanted to enter, but they heard the fighting in the hall resumed, screaming and screaming again and again, limbs and arms were broken, and the blood was smelling.

Inside the hall, Chen Zhuo glanced at the overwhelming murderous intent outside, and slowly took off the mask, feeling a little unbelievable in his heart.

That's it?

But the knife in his hand didn't stop, still making noises in his mouth, shouting to kill, and at the same time quickly changed into the clothes of the young master, then turned around and rushed to the fainted Empress Dowager Xi, his eyes widened. The light flickered, the light of the knife crossed, and a big head had been rolled into the air...

……

"Quick, go in and save Lafayette!"

It was snowing.

Everyone outside the hall listened to the unceasing fighting in the hall, and suddenly saw three figures flying backwards from the Hall of Yi Le.

Bewildered by the snow curtain, everyone saw the familiar figure and heard the words, no doubt about him, they rushed in one after another.

Until someone lit the lights again and saw everything in the Yile Hall, everyone was stunned on the spot, terrified.

There were stumped limbs and broken arms all over the ground, and at the end, on the throne, a headless body was sitting obliquely, with blood still oozing from its severed neck.

Exactly,

"Lafayette!"

A little eunuch knelt down in fright and howled.

It's just that after a while, the wind and snow rolled up, no one could see clearly, and suddenly there was a middle-aged man dressed as a teacher in the hall.

"You are all wrong, this is not Lafayette!"

The teacher looked at the headless body with stiff and dull features and suddenly smiled, raised his hand and took the life of the little eunuch.

"Who said that Lafayette is dead, but Lafayette is still in the Forbidden City, nonsense, should be killed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a flash of sword light spitting out, like a flash of electricity, the light that had just been lit was extinguished again...

　wait a second

　　
　
(End of this chapter)