Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 112 Finally I found an opportunity (please subscribe)
"You are so shameless and want to kill us, are you worthy of doing so?"

"Take my knife and the dream will be cut off!"

Even he himself didn't know how powerful Lu Nianchou was at this time. With the blessing of the formation, the huge sword in his hand roared out.

His words were still echoing in the air, and the long knife in his hand was already slashing in front of Huo Du with a sharp sound.

Huo Du, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, felt a frantic warning in his heart, and unspeakable terrifying pressure came over his face.

He roared wildly, and every inch of his body and every muscle vibrated in a very mysterious way.

Tibetan martial arts practice the three chakras and seven chakras, aiming to develop the potential of the human body. Different martial arts inheritances will produce various effects.

The violent wind and thunder skills practiced by Huo Du can temper his body, making his every move as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder. If he practices it to the extreme, with a punch, the wind will roar and the thunder will roll, which is no less than the martial arts in the Central Plains. Unique knowledge.

Following his movements, thunderous sounds erupted from his body, and the sleeve on his left side swelled like a wind bag, emitting a shrill scream.

He let out a roar, his loose robes rustled, and the iron bone fan in his hand could be raised to parry the incoming sword.

Keng!
Huo Du's iron bone fan made a loud sound like gold and iron clashing. His blood boiled, and his body stepped back more than ten steps. It roared and broke a big tree, creating a long ravine on the ground. , which stopped.

"Your martial arts doesn't look like the martial arts of the Central Plains at all, but more like the inheritance from the Western Regions?!"

At this time, Lu Nianchou also felt that his muscles and bones were numb as if they were struck by thunder, and his movements slowed down, almost making it impossible to maintain the sword formation.

"Come again!"

However, he only paused for a moment, then raised the long knife in his hand again and rushed towards Huo Dou.

His whole body was red, even his eyes were bloodshot, his face was twisted, and he endured the severe pain of blood burning his internal organs, and he swung the knife!

As the Yinshan Holy Fire Technique circulates longer, the more potential of the human body will be stimulated, and the more powerful the power will be.

In the end, the whole person will be like a blazing flame, completely burning its own potential into ashes, leaving only a shriveled and charred corpse.

This is also the evil and terrifying aspect of this martial art.

The complete Yinshan Holy Fire Technique can release or retract its potential. Although there will be some loss, the damage to the human body will be greatly reduced.

But it is naturally impossible for incomplete moves to have such an effect.

Lu Nianchou could clearly feel that the longer the light method runs, the greater the damage to its own potential.

"I hacked you alive!"

This situation completely activated the ferocity in his bones, and he raised his knife to kill.

"Let's do it together and kill them!" Huo Du shouted loudly with sharp eyes.

boom!
At this time, the three red-robed Tibetan monks took a step forward and clapped their hands at the same time.

Their palms were as red as fire, the air crackled, and even condensed into blades, exuding a heart-stopping edge.

It’s Tubo’s unique flame knife!

As soon as these three Tibetan monks took action, they showed off their unique skills that had once made them famous in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, completely blocking Lu Nianchou's path.

The three of them cooperated very well, and their palm skills were fierce and fierce, especially better than the steel sword, and they could completely tear the enemy apart.

At the same time, Dalba also took action. His originally thin arms suddenly swelled up at this moment, like iron arms, and the muscles were shockingly thick.

The vajra in his hand brought up a fierce and fierce wind, sweeping across like a pillar of heaven and hitting the other six people in the sword formation.

At this time, Huo Dou also took action. The iron bone fan in his right hand opened with a snap, and several rays of cold light shot out from the howling wind, piercing Lu Nianchou's throat and head.

In addition, the actions of the three red-robed Tibetan monks echoed each other, locking any of his dodge angles and putting him in danger in an instant.

Lu Nianchou raised his arm, and under the rolling heat of the flame knives of the three red-robed Tibetan monks, the long knife suddenly burst out with a bone-chilling light.

Almost at the same time that the three red-robed Tibetan monks launched their attack on Lu Nianchou, the vajra in Dalba's hand roared into the air, bursting out with irresistible force and sweeping across the other Quanzhen disciples, blocking their rescue.Clang!
At this moment, Lu Nianchou was seen tearing through the sky with his sword. With a chill that penetrated people's hearts, he ran like thunder. With the sharp sound of breaking through the sky, he directly enveloped the three Tibetan monks who were attacking at the same time.

The sword arced away, seemingly striking at the enemy, but in fact it passed through the air, accurately hitting several poison nails fired by Huo Du, and even knocked them back with clever force. Shooting at the three red-robed Tibetan monks at an even faster speed.

"not good!"

The three red-robed Tibetan monks shouted loudly. The flaming swords they practiced were already fierce and sharp, and had extremely exquisite palm skills. At this time, they actually slashed with the power of the volleying swords and shot out like sharp arrows. The power is astonishing.

Amidst Qingyue's passionate sword cry, the fierce flaming sword power instantly hit the poisonous nail.

Dang!

Sparks flew everywhere, knocking those poisonous nails away.

The expressions of the three red-robed Tibetan monks suddenly changed. Lu Nianchou's long knife fell almost at the same time. The cold edge on the blade made people feel chill in their bones.

"break!"

The moment the blade touched the body, the three red-robed Tibetan monks let out a loud roar at the same time and slashed with the power of the flaming sword.

The enemy's sword skills are as fast as lightning and thunder, leaving no one with time to dodge and can only shoulder it hard.

Puchi!

An arm was raised high, and half of his shoulder was cut off like rotten wood by the blade, and was thrown far away amid the screams.

"Damn!"

Huo Du's eyes were about to burst, but he didn't expect that the poisonous nail he had driven out would be used by the enemy, and he seriously injured a red-robed Tibetan monk with one knife.

You must know that these three are not his subordinates, but disciples of the Tantric Vajra Sect. In terms of seniority, they are even his uncles.

They are no better than those masters in the military or those in the world. If something happens to them, they will have to live with it.

"Break it for me!"

Dalba let out a wild scream, his arm muscles swelled again, and the vajra struck hard on the swords of Li Zhichang and Cui Zhifang.

He had already seen that among the six remaining Quanzhen disciples, these two were the most powerful in martial arts.

Bang!

The moment the vajra and the long sword collided, Li Zhichang and Cui Zhifang's faces suddenly turned pale, their internal organs violently writhed, and even the bones of their arms cracked.

Within a few breaths, people on both sides were injured, and the battle was extremely fierce.

"kill him!"

Seeing that their companions were injured, the two red-robed Tibetan monks let out a shrill roar, with veins popping up on their faces. With endless anger, they once again used their flaming knives to pounce on Lu Nianchou.

Huo Du also roared loudly, and hit Lu Nianchou's throat with fierce force with the iron-bone fan in his hand.

Li Zhichang and Cui Zhifang sprayed blood, but they didn't care about it at all. They directly switched to their left hand swords, with an extremely ferocious look on their faces, and continued to barely maintain the operation of the sword array, holding the sword to chop and kill.

The two sides fought together, and the whole scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Senior brother, deal with those losers first!"

Huo lost his patience, shouted loudly, and urged Daerba to kill the other Quanzhen disciples as soon as possible, breaking the sword array first.

"Ha! Huo Dou, today I finally found a chance. Just die!" At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the nearby woods.

I saw a figure wrapped in a black robe, rising from the forest, as agile and fast as a ghost, pulling up afterimages in the air.

(End of this chapter)