Thunder Corpse

"kill!"

The two disciples shouted loudly, and slashed down on Shen Cong with the weapons in their hands.Surrounded by a gust of wind, Shen Cong was split in two by the blade.The two couldn't help being taken aback, and immediately realized that something was wrong.There is no feeling of the blade piercing the flesh at all, what is chopped is the air.

"run!"

Just for a moment, recognize the situation.This kind of attack is still unable to accomplish meritorious deeds, this person's strength is much higher than they imagined.If one blow fails, immediately run away.The siren was sounded, and it didn't take a moment for someone to arrive.At that time, they found the credit of the target, but they couldn't escape no matter what.

Shen Cong showed his figure, and the Longque Dao turned into a horse training, facing the front with a scroll.The two of them were startled, and their figures retreated two meters in an impossible way.With such a distance, no matter how long the blade is, it might not be able to kill the two of them.

The two were overjoyed, but they saw Shen Cong withdraw the knife suddenly and walk away.Seeing this scene, the two were stunned. Before they could understand, their bodies felt a pain, and then they couldn't see anything, and the surroundings became dark.

Shaking off the blood from the Longque Dao, Shen Cong's forehead was covered with sweat.The dantian is still expanding, and the power of the flames is rapidly colliding in it.Just now he got up to kill, the situation became more and more critical, if he didn't think of a way to break through the seal, Shen Cong would be blown to death by the power of the flames.

"Howl!"

The sound of Yijue piercing the sky resounded, Shen Cong raised his head subconsciously, and Mo Luo's gloomy face fell into his eyes.Even though there was still a distance, Shen Cong could feel the cold breath of Mo Luo.

The huge breath pressed down, Shen Cong straightened his waist, and looked at Mo Luo indifferently.Facing the pursuit of the sixth-order powerhouse, there is no escape, let alone nowhere to escape, and more importantly, Shen Cong has no intention of escaping now!

Uniform?That's naturally impossible, Shen Cong only wants to survive, and sometimes desperately, just to survive better, just like now.

"drink!"

Flame breath rose, fangs sprouted, and all the power in the dantian gathered towards the arm.The meridian was roasted and distorted by the power of the flame, and unspeakable pain lingered in the body.With one kick, Shen rushed into the sky from his fist.

Mo Luo felt the majestic force rushing towards his face, his cultivation base was sealed, and he could still unleash such an attack. This kid's potential was unimaginable, but the more so, the more sneer on Mo Luo's face.Less than the sixth level, facing him, all resistance is meaningless, no matter how great the potential is, you still have to be caught by him in the end.

"Oh!"

Shen spit out a mouthful of blood, but resisted it.There was a hint of surprise on Mo Luo's face, and then he sneered, and his strength increased by another three points.

Afraid that Shen Cong would be slapped to death with one palm, but he didn't try his best before.Now under this strength, Shen Cong made a strange sound from his arm, but he couldn't bear the strength and was about to break a bone.

"break!"

With a roar, the power of the flame was pushed back, and the black film of Dantian shattered.Shen Cong's eyes showed sharpness. Mo Luo just thought that Shen Cong was going to do his best, but he lost his resistance in the palm of his hand. Shen Cong flew upside down in an instant and crashed into the house.

It is always easy to kill, but it is difficult to capture alive.Although it is troublesome for a sixth-level powerhouse to capture a third-level all-powerful warrior, it is only a waste of time.However, Shen Cong couldn't judge it with an ordinary third-level all-powerful fighter. Even though Mo Luo had already overestimated it, he found that he still underestimated it.

Wanting to catch people, but shooting them away, this is not a pretty thing, and it doesn't fit the image of the master.

Mo Luo rushed into the house, but there was no shadow of Shen Cong.People finally rushed outside one after another, seeing Mo Luo standing there, they all dared not speak.

With a gloomy expression on his face, Mo Luo looked around and sneered, "I know you are here now, and the illusion technique is indeed brilliant, but if you think you can escape like this, you are underestimating me, Momou!"

There was no answer, as if Moreau was talking to himself there.The disciples outside looked weird and didn't know what Morrow was doing.Only Li Miaoshui stepped forward and looked at the surrounding scene.There was nothing strange about it. If someone told her that there were Tibetans here in the past, Li Miaoshui would never believe it, but now it is true.

"Come out honestly, I'm in a good mood, and I can spare your life. If you resist again, don't blame Mo for being rude!" Mo Luo snorted coldly, but he had to answer silently.

"boom!"

Half of the house was destroyed, except for broken walls and rubble, there was nothing else at all.Li Miaoshui looked around and stopped suddenly, "No! Master, there is a hole here, I'm afraid that kid has already run away!"

Mo Luo stared, and walked past, and also saw the hole through which one person could pass.It was blocked by other sundries before, but I never saw this position.Mo Luo looked gloomy, and his figure soared into the sky, looking down, but there was no figure there.

Moreau was not reconciled, and frantically searched around.If he wanted to arrest Shen Cong before, it was just to kill and vent his hatred.So now, it is for the profound illusion technique.As long as you get it, it is possible to make Morrow go a step further.At his current state, every improvement is huge, how can he not be tempted.

The mid-air was full of whistling sounds, showing Mo Luo's restless state of mind.But no matter how I looked, I couldn't see the slightest figure.There are many trees below, but it is quite far away from the cave. It is impossible to escape in such a short time.Mo Luo stared down with hazy eyes, his fists were constantly clenched, and his body was full of tyrannical aura.

"No, it went off fire!"

A cry came from below, and Moreau turned his eyes.At some point, black smoke rose from the cave.There were very few at the beginning, but after a while, the raging fire burst into the sky.

"The grain depot, it's that kid!"

Morrow rushed down, but he couldn't see anything except the fire.Mo Luo didn't care about being on fire, but this feeling of being teased made Mo Luo extremely depressed.

A group of disciples rushed to put out the fire. The place where the grain was stored was originally a dry place, but now it was on fire, and it was not easy to put it out.Fortunately, everyone is very human, but they are quick to move.

"Not good, there is another fire!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Luo had disappeared in place.After rushing to the location of the fire, the result was the same as before.There is no figure, only the raging flames.As if laughing at Moreau, he mixed the blue and white of his face.

As if the prelude was about to reach a climax, the entire cave was on fire.All places are extremely far apart, and it becomes difficult for everyone to fight.It is said that there is a sixth-order powerhouse, and it is difficult to set fire, let alone multiple fires.

But Mo Luo couldn't find Shen Cong at all, and when he rushed there, the sky was already full of flames, and he extinguished the fire with his palm of anger, but also destroyed the house.

Mo Luo flew into the sky and looked at the scene below.Now there is no fire anymore, but the whole cave is almost burned.A suffocating murderous aura permeated the surroundings. At this moment, Mo Luo was like a powder keg, no matter who touched it, it would explode.

"What a disciple of the Luoshui School, don't let me meet you again in the future, or you will be torn to pieces!" A huge voice exploded in mid-air, and the surrounding birds and beasts were quiet, and they were also afraid of that breath.

A few miles away from the cave, on top of a big tree.A figure stood on it, his clothes were torn, his chest was covered with blood, he looked extremely embarrassed, but his face was full of smiles at the moment.

"It's just interest. Today's revenge will always be counted in the future. Don't die before I come!" Shen Cong said softly, pointing his toes, and disappeared into the jungle.In the vast forest, it is difficult for even a strong master to find someone, let alone a person like Shen Cong who can transform.

Twenty days later, a hidden hilltop.Outside, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, but there was a figure dormant inside the cave, it was Shen Cong who had escaped at the beginning.When he left that day, Shen Cong was seriously injured, but in order to be safe, he still drove for a day to stay away from the cave before finally stopping.

The dantian is damaged and the meridians are broken. These are serious injuries, and if they are not handled well, they will even affect future cultivation.On the contrary, it was a trivial matter that the muscles of the body were shattered, and it never had much impact on Shen.

The blood of the whole body is constantly fluctuating, and the power of the flame is rising.A ripple vibrated slightly outside Shen Cong's body. After a while, Shen Cong opened his eyes, and the speed of time stopped.

Standing up from the ground, feeling his physical condition, Shen Cong's brows finally slowed down, his dantian was finally healed, his meridians recovered, even stronger than before the injury, and his true energy was more than double that of ordinary practitioners. It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Stepping out of the cave, Shen Cong narrowed his eyes under the sunlight, but he was in a good mood.Swallowing five bottles of spiritual liquid at the same time to break the seal of Dantian is a very dangerous practice in itself.In the end, he was disturbed again, and even had to collide with a sixth-order powerhouse. It was a miracle that Shen Cong didn't die on the spot.

If ordinary people were to play like this, they would have gone mad and died as early as the moment they were disturbed, and there would be no further matters.And Shen Cong is also a wonderful person. In such a serious injury situation, he still set fires everywhere in Mo Luo's cave.

Today's Shen Cong naturally can't beat a strong man like Mo Luo, but he can still do it if he feels disgusted.Not everyone is qualified to offend someone at the Grandmaster level, and still retreat like this.

And as Shen Cong said that day, one day, Shen Cong will repay the pain he suffered.

Breathing the fresh air outside, Shen Congxing started to punch outside the cave.Shen Cong has never learned any high-level boxing secrets, but Luoshui School's entry-level boxing is quite proficient.

Every punch and glance has its own rhythm fluctuating.Although it's just an introductory boxing technique, and even its quality is low-level, but now it's used by Shen Cong, but it still has a lot of power in it.Especially when it is used in a fierce place, the attack power is not inferior to the moves of some fourth-order condensed essence masters.

The zhenqi in his body was surging happily, but Shen Cong's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.After finishing the introductory boxing, the Dragon Sparrow Knife ejected from the hole and was held in Shen Cong's hand.

The twelve-style blood wind saber technique dances, which is different from the previous entry-level boxing techniques.At this moment, Shen Cong's figure was not visible at all, and even the blade of the sword was almost invisible.Occasionally, the tip of the knife would emerge, all of which were extremely rich and blood-black, which made people frightened, as if they were about to suck their souls in.

"Breaking the army! Grabbing the sparrow! Guarding the body! Lacking the moon! Heaven against..."

Shen Cong's speed was getting faster and faster, and in the end he couldn't even see the tip of the knife.There is only a line of blood constantly surrounding it, and everything it touches, whether it is a stone or a leaf, is divided into two, and the force of the sharp edge is terrifying.

"upbraid!"

With a stern shout, all the red color disappeared, and a bunch of trains soared into the sky.It seemed that even that day was going to be separated, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world surged wildly and poured into Pilian.The farther the attack flew, the more powerful the momentum would be.The jungle, where there were roars of beasts, suddenly became quiet.