Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou
Chapter 111 It’s time to end this farce
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When Lu Nianchou and the other seven people rode down to Zhongnan, the nascent fiery red sun shone on their backs, and the strong horses galloping under their crotches seemed to have covered them with bloody cloaks.
But not long after they chased them, they saw Huo Dou and his group looking down from a hillside not far away. They were looking down from a high position and didn't go far at all.
"So there are really only a few of you? Just seven of you dare to go down Zhongnan Mountain to chase us. Are you really brave?"
Huo Dou felt red-faced when he thought that he had been frightened by these seven people and fled in panic just now. He wished he could cut these people into pieces in order to cover up his shame.
Behind him, apart from Dalba, there were only 19 people left. Thirteen of them were strong men who had practiced Qi, and the remaining seven were people in the world that he had gathered.
Seeing that there were only seven Quanzhen disciples, these people chased after them on horseback with swords in hand. Their faces showed ferocious looks, and their murderous intentions were obvious.
"Cut off the heads of these seven ignorant people. I will make their heads into wine flasks and send them to Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji to drink."
"Give me a hand..."
"kill!"
Huo Dou's pupils were so insanely bloody that even his closest friends were terrified.
This trip to Zhongnan Mountain was originally planned with great fanfare to defeat and intimidate the Quanzhen Sect and take down the Ancient Tomb Sect.
But now he has failed, he has been killed and he is running away in embarrassment. He is disgraced. It can be said that he has accomplished nothing and is completely disgraced.
He is the third disciple of King Jinlun. Coupled with his own lineage, he has a high status in Mongolia. He can mobilize so many experts and resources, but he is not without competitors.
This time he mobilized a large number of troops, lost troops and generals, but ultimately returned empty-handed. Who knows how many people will become the laughing stock, and may even attract pressure from his opponents.
How could this not make him angry, how could he not hate it?
It was fine to run away after being surrounded and killed in the Chongyang Palace, but in the Tomb of the Living Dead, he was actually killed by seven Quanzhen disciples and fled with blood flowing like rivers.
Whenever he thinks about this life, Huo Dou feels like his face is on fire.
"I can't express my hatred without cutting these seven people into pieces!"
It's too late, it's too soon.
Within a dozen or so breaths, Lu Nianchou and the other seven people had already charged forward on horseback.
Their upper bodies were naked and stained with blood, holding reins in one hand and sword in the other. Before anyone arrived, a frightening smell of blood had already surged in...
"kill!"
Lu Nianchou roared crazily and took the lead. His long hair seemed to be dancing wildly. He held a machete as high as a person in his hand. The strong impact made the sound of the horse's hooves sound like thunder.
A strong Mongolian warrior swung his pigtails tied with a gold hoop and rushed out with a sinister smile on his face.
However, what greeted him was the tearing wind. The huge sword with unparalleled sharpness, like the god's guillotine, whipped up the strong wind and slashed down angrily.
"Boom."
Lu Nianchou used his horse power to unite his body and internal strength. With such terrifying power, his sword whizzed towards him like thunder, instantly tearing the enemy's body into two pieces.
The horse-killing sword rushed across, stirring up blood all over the sky. The Mongolian warrior was killed by this terrifying force and exploded directly.
Lu Nianchou was bathed in the scarlet blood rain, and his bronze skin was stained with a layer of blood-red light under the bright red sun, like a demon walking out of hell.
come on!
He has successfully completed the task and lured Xiao Longnu out.
With Li Mochou's agility and skills, she would definitely seize this golden opportunity and enter the ancient tomb.
After this war,
He will inevitably choose to leave Quanzhen Sect.
If he couldn't kill Huo Du, he would have no face to see Li Zhihua.
I am even more ashamed of these brothers who followed him down the mountain to kill thieves regardless of their future and life and death!
"Huo Dou, this time, we will fight until death!"
"I have to kill you!"
Regardless of whether his true identity would be exposed, he used all his internal and external skills, and even used the Yinshan Holy Fire Skill. The blood and energy in his body surged and burned like a raging fire.
At this moment, his eyes were red with endless murderous intent, as if he had drunk the strongest wine in the world and wanted to wield the craziest knife in the world and chop down all enemies.
"Jie! Jie!"
His whole demeanor changed drastically, his long hair was dancing wildly, he had an indescribable evil nature, and he kept smiling, giving people a chill in their bones.
The strength of his whole body surged, like a flash flood, he fiercely urged the horse under his crotch, stepped on the enemy's bones, and slammed into the enemy group. "Kill him."
"Kill!"
Amidst the hysterical shouts of killing from both sides, Lu Nianchou single-handedly collided with the three enemies at the front.
There is no doubt that those at the forefront are Mongolian masters. They have reached the pinnacle of practicing Tibetan martial arts and are comparable to those who have mastered the true energy.
With Lu Nianchou's strength and horse power, he could kill a Mongolian warrior with one sword, but when faced with three people joining forces, he could no longer overcome the overwhelming advance.
Blood rose up, and the bright sword light easily cut off an enemy's head. However, the body of the horse under him was also torn apart by two scimitars. The blood flow continued, and he almost knelt down after being hit by a palm.
Shoot people first, shoot horses, and capture thieves first.
The Mongols, who are nomadic people, know best how to face enemies on horseback.
Lu Nianchou decisively turned over and dismounted, and slashed the sword in all directions. The light of the sword surged like waves, and he rushed towards the enemy desperately.
At the same time, he roared angrily, "Form up!"
It was only then that the other six people rushed up behind him. Without hesitation, the six people got off their horses and roared to form the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation around him.
"Hahaha, once the sword formation is completed, I will kill you!"
"The shaking light is at the head, the Tianshu is at the tail, the power of heaven is the handle, the stars are upside down, kill me!"
He stepped on the Shaking Light Star and, as the sword's edge, charged at the front. Under the blessing of the sword array, the seven people's internal energy flowed and merged into one, causing their strength to skyrocket.
The scorching heat surged in Lu Nianchou's body, and with the operation of the Yinshan Holy Fire Technique and the blessing of the sword array, the power in his body became more and more violent.
He even felt as if he was really going to burn. Only the blood of the enemy could make the burning sensation in his body recede.
He could only swing the knife.
Constantly swinging the knife.
Swing the knife desperately!
The horse-killing sword in his hand only used Guanhe Mengdan in Quanzhen swordsmanship.
cut!cut!cut!cut!cut!
All enemies must be cut in two.
Wherever it passed, whether they were Mongolian warriors, masters from the Western Regions, or people from all walks of life, they were all chopped into pieces of blood, with their corpses flying around with broken arms and wails everywhere.
No one can get close to him within three feet. Occasionally, a brave person will slash at him with a knife, which can only tear his skin, but it will not cause too serious injury at all.
In the life-and-death fight, hard skills such as the Golden Body Kung Fu and the Golden Bell Shield played a vital role.
"Bang!"
A vajra pestle knocked back Lu Nianchou's sword, stopping his charge.
Lu Nianchou took a closer look and saw that it was a tall, thin, red-robed Tibetan monk, who was Dalba, the second disciple of Jinlun Dharma King.
This man looks thin, but under his dark skin, his muscles are coiled. With slight exertion, they swell like a poisonous python, erupting with incredible strength.
However, his palms were as white as jade, as if they were carved from jade. He was holding a vajra as thick as an arm, exuding an extremely domineering aura.
Lu Nianchou stopped, and the six people behind him also stopped. There were only five enemies left on the entire battlefield.
Huodu, Dalba, and three Tibetan monks.
Huo Dou's eyes were fierce, and he said with a sinister smile: "What a ferocious sword technique, what an exquisite sword formation, it's only natural for these idiots to die in your hands."
"I would like to thank you for killing these losers for me. When I cut off your heads, no one will know what happened in this battle."
"Next, I will let you know how vulnerable you are in the face of absolute strength."
"It's time to end this farce!"
Huodu and Dalba were in front, and three Tibetan monks in red robes were behind. Although there were fewer people, their momentum was even more terrifying.
Even if Lu Nianchou and others set up the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation, in their eyes, they were still like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at will.
"Today I will show you the subtleties of my Tibetan martial arts. If you die due to my unique skills, you will die without regrets."
Huo Duyun said calmly, not paying attention to the seven people opposite him at all, just treating them as dead people.
The three Tibetan monks behind him stepped out one after another, leaving deep footprints on the ground with their terrifying physical strength. Their robes bulged and made a hunting sound.
(End of this chapter)
When Lu Nianchou and the other seven people rode down to Zhongnan, the nascent fiery red sun shone on their backs, and the strong horses galloping under their crotches seemed to have covered them with bloody cloaks.
But not long after they chased them, they saw Huo Dou and his group looking down from a hillside not far away. They were looking down from a high position and didn't go far at all.
"So there are really only a few of you? Just seven of you dare to go down Zhongnan Mountain to chase us. Are you really brave?"
Huo Dou felt red-faced when he thought that he had been frightened by these seven people and fled in panic just now. He wished he could cut these people into pieces in order to cover up his shame.
Behind him, apart from Dalba, there were only 19 people left. Thirteen of them were strong men who had practiced Qi, and the remaining seven were people in the world that he had gathered.
Seeing that there were only seven Quanzhen disciples, these people chased after them on horseback with swords in hand. Their faces showed ferocious looks, and their murderous intentions were obvious.
"Cut off the heads of these seven ignorant people. I will make their heads into wine flasks and send them to Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji to drink."
"Give me a hand..."
"kill!"
Huo Dou's pupils were so insanely bloody that even his closest friends were terrified.
This trip to Zhongnan Mountain was originally planned with great fanfare to defeat and intimidate the Quanzhen Sect and take down the Ancient Tomb Sect.
But now he has failed, he has been killed and he is running away in embarrassment. He is disgraced. It can be said that he has accomplished nothing and is completely disgraced.
He is the third disciple of King Jinlun. Coupled with his own lineage, he has a high status in Mongolia. He can mobilize so many experts and resources, but he is not without competitors.
This time he mobilized a large number of troops, lost troops and generals, but ultimately returned empty-handed. Who knows how many people will become the laughing stock, and may even attract pressure from his opponents.
How could this not make him angry, how could he not hate it?
It was fine to run away after being surrounded and killed in the Chongyang Palace, but in the Tomb of the Living Dead, he was actually killed by seven Quanzhen disciples and fled with blood flowing like rivers.
Whenever he thinks about this life, Huo Dou feels like his face is on fire.
"I can't express my hatred without cutting these seven people into pieces!"
It's too late, it's too soon.
Within a dozen or so breaths, Lu Nianchou and the other seven people had already charged forward on horseback.
Their upper bodies were naked and stained with blood, holding reins in one hand and sword in the other. Before anyone arrived, a frightening smell of blood had already surged in...
"kill!"
Lu Nianchou roared crazily and took the lead. His long hair seemed to be dancing wildly. He held a machete as high as a person in his hand. The strong impact made the sound of the horse's hooves sound like thunder.
A strong Mongolian warrior swung his pigtails tied with a gold hoop and rushed out with a sinister smile on his face.
However, what greeted him was the tearing wind. The huge sword with unparalleled sharpness, like the god's guillotine, whipped up the strong wind and slashed down angrily.
"Boom."
Lu Nianchou used his horse power to unite his body and internal strength. With such terrifying power, his sword whizzed towards him like thunder, instantly tearing the enemy's body into two pieces.
The horse-killing sword rushed across, stirring up blood all over the sky. The Mongolian warrior was killed by this terrifying force and exploded directly.
Lu Nianchou was bathed in the scarlet blood rain, and his bronze skin was stained with a layer of blood-red light under the bright red sun, like a demon walking out of hell.
come on!
He has successfully completed the task and lured Xiao Longnu out.
With Li Mochou's agility and skills, she would definitely seize this golden opportunity and enter the ancient tomb.
After this war,
He will inevitably choose to leave Quanzhen Sect.
If he couldn't kill Huo Du, he would have no face to see Li Zhihua.
I am even more ashamed of these brothers who followed him down the mountain to kill thieves regardless of their future and life and death!
"Huo Dou, this time, we will fight until death!"
"I have to kill you!"
Regardless of whether his true identity would be exposed, he used all his internal and external skills, and even used the Yinshan Holy Fire Skill. The blood and energy in his body surged and burned like a raging fire.
At this moment, his eyes were red with endless murderous intent, as if he had drunk the strongest wine in the world and wanted to wield the craziest knife in the world and chop down all enemies.
"Jie! Jie!"
His whole demeanor changed drastically, his long hair was dancing wildly, he had an indescribable evil nature, and he kept smiling, giving people a chill in their bones.
The strength of his whole body surged, like a flash flood, he fiercely urged the horse under his crotch, stepped on the enemy's bones, and slammed into the enemy group. "Kill him."
"Kill!"
Amidst the hysterical shouts of killing from both sides, Lu Nianchou single-handedly collided with the three enemies at the front.
There is no doubt that those at the forefront are Mongolian masters. They have reached the pinnacle of practicing Tibetan martial arts and are comparable to those who have mastered the true energy.
With Lu Nianchou's strength and horse power, he could kill a Mongolian warrior with one sword, but when faced with three people joining forces, he could no longer overcome the overwhelming advance.
Blood rose up, and the bright sword light easily cut off an enemy's head. However, the body of the horse under him was also torn apart by two scimitars. The blood flow continued, and he almost knelt down after being hit by a palm.
Shoot people first, shoot horses, and capture thieves first.
The Mongols, who are nomadic people, know best how to face enemies on horseback.
Lu Nianchou decisively turned over and dismounted, and slashed the sword in all directions. The light of the sword surged like waves, and he rushed towards the enemy desperately.
At the same time, he roared angrily, "Form up!"
It was only then that the other six people rushed up behind him. Without hesitation, the six people got off their horses and roared to form the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation around him.
"Hahaha, once the sword formation is completed, I will kill you!"
"The shaking light is at the head, the Tianshu is at the tail, the power of heaven is the handle, the stars are upside down, kill me!"
He stepped on the Shaking Light Star and, as the sword's edge, charged at the front. Under the blessing of the sword array, the seven people's internal energy flowed and merged into one, causing their strength to skyrocket.
The scorching heat surged in Lu Nianchou's body, and with the operation of the Yinshan Holy Fire Technique and the blessing of the sword array, the power in his body became more and more violent.
He even felt as if he was really going to burn. Only the blood of the enemy could make the burning sensation in his body recede.
He could only swing the knife.
Constantly swinging the knife.
Swing the knife desperately!
The horse-killing sword in his hand only used Guanhe Mengdan in Quanzhen swordsmanship.
cut!cut!cut!cut!cut!
All enemies must be cut in two.
Wherever it passed, whether they were Mongolian warriors, masters from the Western Regions, or people from all walks of life, they were all chopped into pieces of blood, with their corpses flying around with broken arms and wails everywhere.
No one can get close to him within three feet. Occasionally, a brave person will slash at him with a knife, which can only tear his skin, but it will not cause too serious injury at all.
In the life-and-death fight, hard skills such as the Golden Body Kung Fu and the Golden Bell Shield played a vital role.
"Bang!"
A vajra pestle knocked back Lu Nianchou's sword, stopping his charge.
Lu Nianchou took a closer look and saw that it was a tall, thin, red-robed Tibetan monk, who was Dalba, the second disciple of Jinlun Dharma King.
This man looks thin, but under his dark skin, his muscles are coiled. With slight exertion, they swell like a poisonous python, erupting with incredible strength.
However, his palms were as white as jade, as if they were carved from jade. He was holding a vajra as thick as an arm, exuding an extremely domineering aura.
Lu Nianchou stopped, and the six people behind him also stopped. There were only five enemies left on the entire battlefield.
Huodu, Dalba, and three Tibetan monks.
Huo Dou's eyes were fierce, and he said with a sinister smile: "What a ferocious sword technique, what an exquisite sword formation, it's only natural for these idiots to die in your hands."
"I would like to thank you for killing these losers for me. When I cut off your heads, no one will know what happened in this battle."
"Next, I will let you know how vulnerable you are in the face of absolute strength."
"It's time to end this farce!"
Huodu and Dalba were in front, and three Tibetan monks in red robes were behind. Although there were fewer people, their momentum was even more terrifying.
Even if Lu Nianchou and others set up the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation, in their eyes, they were still like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at will.
"Today I will show you the subtleties of my Tibetan martial arts. If you die due to my unique skills, you will die without regrets."
Huo Duyun said calmly, not paying attention to the seven people opposite him at all, just treating them as dead people.
The three Tibetan monks behind him stepped out one after another, leaving deep footprints on the ground with their terrifying physical strength. Their robes bulged and made a hunting sound.
(End of this chapter)
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