Wan Niu's Unstoppable Courage

"I'll deal with the poor woman right in front of you, and you can discuss what to do with the remaining three!" Nadi gave orders without hesitation: "Everyone, be careful! There are five Rakshasas who attacked us just now, and there are obviously more in the forest ahead." A Rakshasa is hiding, and when we fight later, we must be careful to guard against cold arrows - that guy's archery skills are very good!"

The other six rookies also knew at this time that they had no other choice, so without saying a word, they rushed towards their respective opponents in twos as companions. 【leaf*】【*】

Four hunks of Rakshasa, who are as big as a hill, looked at the little guys in front of them with their nose hairs. Even if the opponent rushed over with a murderous look, they still stood there motionless, with a look of "waiting for you to come and die" Yuan Ting Yue Zhi has a plan in mind.

The flute leaped up with quick steps, and the sword in his palm swung a half-moon-shaped silver arc, launching the first attack.

"Crack"!

There was a crisp cracking sound, and Deng Deng Deng, who was originally as immobile as a mountain, took several steps back.

He slashed across the flute's volley with the double-ended spear in his hand. As a result, not only was the metal spear thick as a duck's egg chopped into two pieces, but the unabated blade of the sword still chopped off his chest. A fissure more than two feet long, the fortress armor that looks as thick as a brick did not play its due protective role at all, and the rolled-up breach spurted out large strands of sapphire blue blood, corroding the green flowers and plants after landing Thick smoke billowed.

"Aw—" The strong Rakshasa man who had suffered a great loss howled wildly, and smashed the two broken spears in his hand like darts at the flute, and tore off a thick leather whip from the leg armor, A group of explosions was drawn in the air, and it turned into a myriad of whip shadows, like spiders, and hit the blond chick who was not as tall as his thigh.

"Yeah?!" Nadi was taken aback by this Rakshasa's ability to fight back, and he cut open his sword without any doubt of death.Her close-fitting saber "Jiuxiao Huanpei" is a generation of famous blades forged by the ancient swordsmith Mo Ye using cold iron precision forging. Although it is incomparable with the flying swords of cultivators, it is still considered as a mortal weapon. The magic weapons of "Hole Gold and Jade" and "Broken Hair in the Wind" are here!

What especially made her feel heartbroken was that Luo Sha's highly corrosive sapphire blue blood seemed to have an effect on her "Jiu Xiao Huan Pei". There were strings of bubbles gurgling, and a piece of irregular potholes were formed. []

"Die!" The flute shot again with anger, and the tornado-like sword light blew away the two flying spears far away. whip shadow.

The moment the swords and whips intersected, the young monk realized that the other party's weapon was a leather whip, and it was clearly a living two-headed anaconda.The incomparably sharp "Jiuxiao Huanpei" although Jinfeng Yulu cut the coiled snake scales and snake meat to every root, but the bloody double-headed snake head still carried a smoky desire after cutting it off. The drunken wind relentlessly pounced on her pretty face by inertia, with hooked and venomous fangs soaring, if he really bites it down, he will bite half of her face off if he is not poisoned to death.

At the same time, a branch of Ming Dy with a strange whistling sound burst from the distant tree crown.

If a sneak attack can also be given a scoring standard, this well-timed cold arrow is definitely a perfect score-it almost seals all the maneuvering space of the flute, as vicious as a snake's mouth, a wasp needle, and a woman's heart.

"Guanzizi shines everywhere!" The flute remained calm in the face of danger, and the world in his eyes instantly switched to a clear and clear cold pool, like a clear and cold mirror silently reflecting.Her spirit has completely entered the realm of "emptiness".In this quiet and clear world of the Bitan Mirror, everything in the world is integrated into one, only those things that are not harmonious appear particularly abrupt.

It was as if there were a pair of invisible big hands manipulating the "Jiuxiao Huanpei" in his hand, a white lotus-like sword energy suddenly bloomed, and there were three crisp sounds, and the flat snake head was as flat as iron. , the infantry's spears were whistling, and the strong Rakshasa who stood stupidly standing in place were all twisted into pieces by the sword light all over the sky!

The sword energy flowed through the audience like a rainbow piercing the sun. Wherever it went, the other three strong Rakshasa men also met the same fate. ( ·~ )

The surviving rookies are like amnesty, their double dragon tactics have not worked at all, Luosha's style of play is too evil, no cover, no avoidance, no defense, completely open to let people in and out, waiting for you to hit He, you can't escape his attack.This kind of life-for-life rogue style of play made the young monks pay a huge price for a single meeting, and the three rookies with slightly inferior martial arts fell forever.

Frankly speaking, Rakshasa's physique is indeed qualified to do such nonsense. Their muscles are like wood, and they can hold weapons firmly. Moreover, these guys don't seem to have pain nerves. Similar to the excitement of copulation, it is especially icing on the cake for combat power.If it wasn't for Nadi's timely support, the remaining three rookies were almost driven into a nervous breakdown by Luo Sha's perversion.

But... the second place in the female list is too fierce?

"Exuding sword energy? My God, is it "Secret Sword Intent"? "A young cultivator who had just walked out of the space-time tunnel stretched his neck and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, almost thinking that he had read it wrong, and bit his tongue to realize it was true.

"Secret Sword Intent" is an individual's understanding of the way of swordsmanship, and only those who are sincere to people, swords, and Tao can gain it.

If a swordsman can find his own "secret sword spirit", it is equivalent to a sour literati writing a poem and song that can be passed down through the ages.Even if the rest of his life is mediocre, he can still be honored as a generation of famous masters by later generations of Qingshi.

In fact, not to mention mortal swordsmen, there are too many sword cultivators in the cultivation world whose eyes are above the top, and they will never touch the threshold of "Secret Sword Intent" in their entire lives!Their swordsmanship may be extremely powerful, and their skills are undoubtedly familiar, but without understanding the "secret sword intent", their swords will not have their own soul, flesh and blood, and emotions, and there will be no ladder to the highest swordsmanship. After all, limited.

"Is there any reason? Such a young girl can also appreciate the "Secret Sword Intent"? "Even if the enemy is in front of us, a few rookie monks can't help but ignite raging jealousy in their hearts. The secret sword is natural, and it can be obtained by chance. In the past dynasties, there have been many poems. Writers who have left their names in history? There have been a lot of sword practicers throughout the ages, and how many of them can realize the secret sword meaning by themselves and have their names recorded in history?

The No. [-] girl stared at the big Saha tree in the distance with resentment. If there hadn't been a cold arrow shot from it just now, why would she need to use the secret sword intent of "Guan Zi Zai Editing Photos" to rescue the siege!This is her bottom-of-the-box trick. She defends herself, and her body blends into the world. Anything that is not harmonious will automatically trigger the counterattack of the sword energy, how powerful it is.

It's not in her plan to show up so early!There has never been a shortage of narrow-minded people in the world of comprehension. Are there still few cases where Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng?

"The little thief who hides his head and shows his tail, don't come down and die!" The blond girl urged her inner strength angrily, and slashed a half-moon-shaped sword energy across the air, with a hundred steps, it split the branches and branches of the verdant green tree crown, and the fallen leaves rustled.

A slender figure leaped up from the treetops into the sky like a firework, avoiding the attack of the sword energy, and made a series of dazzling somersaults, across the sky, hanging above the heads of the rookie monks like a kite.

It turned out to be a soft girl in sable fur with protruding front and back.

There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures: Rakshasa men are ugly and ugly; Rakshasa women are upright and beautiful.

This finale Raksha Meimei really did not bury the old legend. Her honey-colored hair was tied into a double ponytail that hung down to her buttocks. Her beautiful eyes with long eyelashes and curved eyes were full of brilliance and brilliance. There are many kinds of styles, and the bullfighting is gorgeous.

"Your "fighting qi" is the most powerful "fighting qi" I have ever seen. "The Raksha woman blinked her big watery eyes, and stuck to the flute of a woman disguised as a man, like a paste, stammering and stammering in Yan Fu's vernacular, but she did not hide her oriole-like flute." It's crisp and sweet, and it sounds particularly romantic: "Your man is also the most beautiful man I've ever seen. "

The most beautiful man?

The flute wears a purple gold crown with hair inlaid on its head, Qi eyebrows strewn with two dragons grabbing gold beads and wiping its forehead, a gold chi necklace hanging on its neck, wearing a two-color gold hundred butterfly wearing red arrow sleeve gown with flowers, tied with colorful Silk knotted with flowers and long tassels, the outer cover is azure and flowered eight groups of Japanese brocade fringe gowns, and she is wearing blue satin powder-soled court boots... Mmm... Anyone with eyes in the Yanfu world should be able to see her Actually a beautiful "false master"?

At first, the girl Jianhao thought that the other party was being sarcastic, but when she looked again, the Rakshasa woman stared at her with a pink greedy look, just like most men's expressions when they see a girl licking her thigh.

His throat suddenly choked, so he couldn't spit it out on the spot.

The four rookies looked at each other in dismay, with strange smiles on their faces, took off the armor on their bodies, and displayed their expert lightness kung fu, jumping up into the air one after another to besiege this raksha woman who was full of love and could not distinguish between sex and sex.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Rakshasa is a well-known matriarchal society among the sentient beings of the Six Realms. The real top combat power has never been those stupid, black and thick Rakshasa men, but this kind of Rakshasa girls who look delicate.

A female Rakshasa is not a good Rakshasa, only a dead Rakshasa is a good Rakshasa.

In front of the sword, light and sword shadow, the Raksha girl let out a charming smile with silver bells, and her body rose sharply as if she was riding a roller coaster.

The rookies have not yet condensed the sense of energy into true energy. They are not the kind of genuine monks who can go up to nine days and grasp the moon and go down to five oceans to catch turtles. Five feet, ten feet, fifteen feet... one mouthful of internal strength is not sustained, and the vertical leap of kung fu In the end, I still can't bear the gravity.

On the other hand, the Rakshasa woman is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall, always maintaining a desperate commanding height, looking down from the sky, so relaxed and comfortable.

"It's broken!" The rookies secretly shouted that it's not good. They really come here for whatever they are afraid of. Boyazhi Rakshasa is born with the talent of anti-gravity flight. This Rakshasa girl just needs to give up the ground confrontation and slowly fly the kite in the air. It was only a matter of time before some of their fat ducks that couldn't fly were soaked into corpses.