Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 138 God-breaking thorn with dragon-binding rope, capture Wei Wuya
General Fuyuan Zheng Tianhe's body paused slightly, then he lowered his head numbly, looking at the wound on his body.

There was some surprise on his face, and then it turned into disbelief.

Suddenly raised his head and stared at Yan Ming fiercely.

What Yan Ming used was the broken spirit thorn that was condensed with true energy. It had been accumulated for a while since it was condensed before, and it was suddenly mixed with the knife.

And it worked wonders!

A face-to-face meeting, Yan Ming, who was fighting alone, was fine, but Fuyuan General Zheng Tianhe, who was ahead by a small realm, was injured!
Seeing this scene, the two iron ghosts and Hongjing also had surprised expressions.

The Flower Gathering Bee, who is also in the Grand Master realm, is not a single enemy at all in front of Zheng Tianhe. Compared with Yan Ming, the gap is immediately apparent.

Suddenly, Zheng Tianhe's voice and expression became irritable, and he roared angrily, "I'll kill you!"

Along with the words, Zheng Tianhe's newly clear eyes were gradually covered with a layer of dark red mist, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be excited, swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the feeling of facing a beast and monster reappeared.

And Zheng Tianhe's own aura is constantly rising, stronger than before!
"Ow!"

Zheng Tianhe roared like a beast, then kicked his feet, stepped on two deep holes in the ground, and then rushed towards Yanming recklessly.

Frenzied and mixed zhenqi lingered all over his body, like a ferocious humanoid beast.

On the other side, Wei Wuya also seized this opportunity and rushed towards Yanming.

His precious rat poison did not play any role at all, but lost a large amount, which made Wei Wuya feel extremely painful, so he simply took it back, and turned to increase the power of his claws.

The sense of oppression belonging to the master of five qi was completely released, and the claw shadows that were countless times denser than before instantly filled the surrounding space!

Accompanied by these ghost claws, there is also an inexplicable strange sound emanating faintly, which seems to be the crying of ghosts.

For a moment, Yan Ming seemed to be in the Netherworld.

However, these noises didn't affect him at all, and the weird voice disappeared immediately after entering his mind.

"Go to hell!"

Accompanied by all these ghost claws, Zheng Tianhe threw himself in front of Yan Ming, and immediately pressed forward without saying a word, just like he had just dealt with Jiang Baitu.

But facing the crazy Zheng Tianhe, Yan Ming didn't pay attention, instead, his body flashed, and he directly slammed into the phantom of the heavy ghost claws.

"Crunch..."

Numerous ghost claws grabbed Yan Ming's body, but they didn't play any role.

Yan Ming's powerful zhenqi was released, and a thick layer of pale silver qi condensed on the surface of his body in an instant.

These seemingly scary ghost claws have no way to break through.

Yan Ming directly slammed away the heavy attacks, and threw himself at Wei Wuya.

His speed is really too fast, and his movement is also extremely agile. It seems that these many attacks were imposed on him, not only failed to break through the defense, but also took a lot of strength off him.

Zheng Tianhe rushed to nothing, only caught an afterimage of Yan Ming left in place.

At the same time, Yan Ming had already bumped into Wei Wuya head-on.

"Shh!"

Yan Ming drew the saber in his hand, and in just a split second, the overwhelming light of the saber poured down.

The cold iron broadsword in Yan Ming's hands seemed to have finally exerted its due power. The blade trembled like excitement, and the light of the sword that was transformed added a little bit of chill.

Although the cold iron saber has not been in Yan Ming's hands for a long time, and Yan Ming has reached a very high level with the saber technique alone.

Using all his strength, he directly overwhelmed Wei Wuya.

"what!"

Seeing this, Wei Wuya was also alarmed.

Just now he was surprised by Yan Ming's body skills and the extraordinaryness shown by the immortal golden body, but now he has to face even more powerful and purely saber skills.

Wei Wuya didn't even think about retreating back quickly, and at the same time, his palms kept flying up and down, coping with the shadows of swords pressing down all over the sky.

For a while, Wei Wuya could only defend passively, but he had no way to suppress the opponent instead.

This made him startled and angry!
Zheng Tianhe in the back rushed forward repeatedly, but he was always one step slower than Yan Ming's movements, and could only catch the afterimages of him left in place.

As Yan Ming and Wei Wuya advanced and retreated, their speed became faster and faster. It seemed that there were elongated figures of the two everywhere in the treasure house, and Zheng Tianhe couldn't keep up.

This made Zheng Tianhe feel even more irritable, his eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his mouth roared.

While Yan Ming was suppressing Wei Wuya, he glanced at Zheng Tianhe's current appearance from the corner of his eye.

It seemed that my guess was right. In order to break through the realm of a great master, this guy practiced this weird technique, which made him look like this.

When he became berserk, Zheng Tianhe's strength was stronger than usual, and he could beat Jiang Baitu to death with a single raise of his fist.

But there are also flaws, that is, his emotions become unstable, irritable and irritable, and it is easy to affect his reason, and he wants to jump up and fight hand-to-hand.

Jiang Baitu suffered a loss when he was not on guard, but the threat to Yanming was much smaller.

Yan Ming's supernatural and versatile acrobatics can be used in this limited space like a duck to water, as long as he wants to, the other party can't even touch the corner of his clothes.

The current situation has become, it is obvious that Yan Ming was pinched by two five qi masters, but it looked as if he was pressing down on Wei Wuya, and Zheng Tianhe followed behind impotently and furiously.

Wei Wuya also saw the light of the saber pouring down, and knew that since he kept dodging like this, it would be difficult for the two sides to tell the winner in a short time.

This guy pretending to be Lu Tong must have some other purpose, so he can't wait too long!
Thinking of this, Wei Wuya's short figure suddenly stopped abruptly, turning in the air, like a sharp blade, breaking through the shroud of Yanming's saber light.

Countless ghost claws gathered above, seeming to condense into a bigger sharp claw, reaching out to grab Yanming.

At the same time, amidst the frenzied clash of qi, several small beams of light rushed towards Yanming.

This is a hidden weapon fired by Wei Wuya.

In the process of fighting with people, he usually does not use these methods, and usually reserves them, but now he uses all methods at the same time, trying to press Yan Ming to death.

However, before the bright light approached, Wei Wuya's eyes suddenly flashed a few flashes of light, making him squint his eyes.

A tiny silver needle appeared between his eyebrows in an instant.

It was also firing a hidden weapon, but he didn't see Yan Ming's movements clearly, nor did he discover his technique, he didn't realize it until he was in front of his eyes.

The concealed weapon tactics of both sides compete with each other!
The slightest contact between the silver needle and Wei Wuya's protective zhenqi immediately produced a sense of corrosion, which penetrated in.

The silver needle is highly poisonous!

Wei Wuya didn't dare to be negligent immediately, he waved his sleeve and knocked him away horizontally.

However, the moment Wei Wuya made his move, Wei Wuya suddenly felt a tapered spike that was invisible but could be detected by him piercing into the center of his brow.

What followed was a tingling sensation that hit the depths of the brain.

Wei Wuya is already close to the level of a grand master, no matter the physical strength or mental strength, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But even so, he still groaned in pain, his consciousness was momentarily lost, and he couldn't see the situation in front of him clearly.

Only one thought came to him subconsciously.

This kid is so treacherous!

The poisoned silver needle just now was just to attract his attention, and the follow-up mental attack is the real purpose!
What kind of secret technique is this, it is so powerful!
The God-breaking thorn hit the opponent's mind directly, and the mighty Nether Ghost Claw in the air also stopped, and then dissipated.

"what happened?"

Iron Ghost Hongjing, who was watching the battle, didn't see the way. He just realized that Wei Wuya had suffered a disadvantage. Now he was holding his head with one hand, with a painful expression on his face, and opened his eyes in an instant.

Just at this moment, when he opened his eyes, he only saw a phantom with astonishing momentum glowing from the cold iron sword, and it slashed down brazenly, already reaching the top of his head!
Wei Wuya was terrified, and hastily mobilized his whole body to resist.

But suddenly he felt something appeared around his waist, lightly, as if a rope was hanging around his waist.

"Ok?"

Wei Wuya looked down and found that it was an old chain with some rust. It looked nothing special, it was just forged from ordinary pig iron.

With Wei Wuya's strength, it can be crushed with two fingers.

But before he was allowed to think too much, the rope suddenly seemed to have a spirituality, and like a poisonous snake, it directly touched Wei Wuya's body, and then climbed up along his thin body.

"What the hell is this?"

Wei Wuya has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, but this is the first time he has seen such a situation, and he couldn't help being shocked.

He just lost his mind after being attacked by the Poshen stab, and was attracted by Yan Ming's saber gesture, so he let the rope deceive him.

In the blink of an eye, the rope wrapped around the waist and abdomen, turned around a few times, and tended to continue to wrap around Wei Wuya's arm.

Wei Wuya filled his whole body with true energy and struggled hard.

However, the iron lock didn't move at all!

Wei Wuya even felt a little bit of toughness from it, which is definitely not the texture that ordinary pig iron can have.

The harder Wei Wuya struggled, the tighter the rope became, and at the same time it kept winding.

One of Wei Wuya's arms was tightly attached to the side of his body.

The other arm tried to fiddle with the rope, but got entangled in the wrist again.

And as the rope tightened, Wei Wuya was horrified to find that the zhenqi in his body became harder and harder to mobilize as he was bound.

"boom!"

Wei Wuya fell down, his thin and short body was separated from the wheelchair, and fell heavily to the ground, with a pair of shriveled and crippled legs hanging limply to the side.

But his upper body was tightly bound by the rope, no matter how hard he struggled, it was difficult to get out, but it became tighter and tighter, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

"It's done!"

Seeing this, Yan Ming was determined.

Below the grand master level, as long as you are tightly bound by the dragon rope, you basically don't have to worry about it.

When Yan Ming dealt with Mu Gaofeng and Yu Canghai before, he used the dragon rope once, but the effect was not good.

Because the martial artist who has reached the master level can burst out with speed and reaction ability, which has exceeded the speed of climbing up with the dragon rope.

If it is used directly, the opponent can avoid it in time, but will be prepared next time.

Therefore, during this period of time, Yan Ming has not rashly used the dragon-binding rope on the Grandmaster Realm.

But this time, it was used in conjunction with the God-breaking thorn to bind the dragon rope in the short-term gap that made him lose his mind.

Works great!

Wei Wuya, the head of the twelve zodiac signs, immediately lost his ability to move.

Thinking about it, Yan Ming dodged again, and took a step in an unconventional direction to the side, dodging Zheng Tianhe's hands that rushed from behind.

"This guy is very tight, don't delay, take it down quickly, and then help me get out!" Wei Wuya shouted loudly from the side.

The two iron ghosts and Hongjing who were watching the battle exchanged glances.

They have been observing the situation for a long time, looking for opportunities to escape.

Now Zheng Tianhe pounced one after another, and had already given up the exit position.

The two immediately rushed outside.

When Yan Ming turned his head to look, there were only two backs of the two of them.

It seemed that Yan Ming didn't care what the outcome of Yan Ming's fight with Zheng Tianhe would be, but he just wanted to get out of the wrong place as soon as possible.

But Yan Ming didn't chase after him, he had already heard the familiar footsteps coming from outside the treasure house with his keen six senses.

Know that these two people can't escape.

"Swish!"

The two rushed out directly, and before they had time to be happy, they were suddenly covered in hairs.

A superb and mellow finger pointed over.

The red thorn was relatively light and hurriedly dodged, but Tie Gui had no time to dodge and was directly hit.

Iron Ghost's body trembled, and then a stream of blood spit out.

This finger force is not only very powerful, but also has extremely clever acupressure skills, which directly wounded him.

Red Thorn jumped in the air, saw this scene, before he had time to react, he was already grabbed by a pair of big hands protruding out of thin air.

"Go down!"

Before the words were finished, the sounds of joint dislocations erupted one after another from Hongjing's body.

In the blink of an eye, the limbs and joints were removed, and then thrown to the ground.

The finger force struck again, sealing her meridians.

One yang finger, rushing to thunder quickly!
These two nouns popped up in Hongjing's mind, and she raised her head to look around, and sure enough, two elderly people came into view.

Hongjing didn't know them, but he was sure they were masters!
"It seems that it is here!"

The two who came were the two elders of the Sunflower Sect. After they captured the Iron Ghost Red Thorn, they didn't pay much attention to the two of them, but looked into the treasure house.

There were still rumbling sounds of fighting inside, obviously the fighting was very fierce.

"What's going on here, is Wei Wuya in there?"

The two elders asked the iron ghost Red Thorn.

Elder Wang Xi stretched out his finger again, Yiyang finger was ready to go, the two nodded hastily.

In this way, the two elders are even more strange.

Because according to the original plan, they wanted to capture Wei Wuya.

But after following the marks left by Yan Ming, he was locked on to General Fuyuan's Mansion!
They didn't know what was going on. Although they brought a large number of experts from the Six Doors and the Sunflower School, they didn't dare to act rashly, let alone come in and round up them.

After all, it involves General Fuyuan, who plays an important role in the army, and he is worried that it will cause unnecessary trouble.

After discussion, the two of them first came to investigate the situation and figure out what Yan Ming was up to.

As soon as he rushed over, he bumped into Iron Ghost Hongjing.

(End of this chapter)