Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1050
The battle was not over yet. The bell master Jin Mingyu raised his arms and yelled to instantly ignite the fighting passion of the Yin-Yang Tomb disciples. The entire Yin-Yang Tomb was full of killing sounds, as long as they were inside the Yin-Yang Tomb, all went to the battlefield.

"Grass, where are there so many guys who are not afraid of death!"

Nan Xinyue frowned slightly, and Nan Wuji raised his spirits even more, because at this moment Jin Mingyu was furious, and his fighting power increased dramatically in an instant.

Ten spiritual veins, really tricky!
At this moment, a voice came from the cracked city wall.

This was a cry from the bottom of my heart, which made all the people who had just surrounded the battle stop.

On the city wall, a young man was fighting with his hands behind his back, and the nine blue veins on his back shone dazzlingly.

There was a confident smile on that bronzed cheek, but it was so clearly visible under the night, so inspiring.

"Junior brother Lu is not dead!"

"Xiao Bei is not dead!"

"He actually withstood the powerful talisman explosion of the monument soul!"

"Good boy, you really live up to expectations!" Jin Mingyu laughed heartily.

Because of Lu Xiaobei's appearance, all these people stopped attacking, and they all focused on this reincarnated God of War.

I could only hear Lu Xiaobei shouting loudly: "Keep everyone waiting for a long time!"

Lu Xiaobei's ability to avoid the threat of the explosion of the tablet soul talisman was entirely due to his consciousness. He decisively chose to enter the scroll space at the moment the amulet exploded.

However, Lin Hao also paid a high price for this. The moment Lu Xiaobei attacked outrageously, his Star Gathering Palm and Wu Na Dao attacked at the same time, causing huge damage.

It's just that those who watched the battle didn't see it. The thick smoke caused by the explosion completely blocked everyone's sight.

Everyone thought that there was nothing wrong with Lin Haoding, but only Lin Hao himself knew that he was actually affected by Juxingzhang and Wu Nadao's stabbing.

In the next moment, it is absolutely impossible for him to activate other moves of the Nine Heavens Xiaoyue Sword. How could Lin Hao not be startled when Lu Xiaobei appeared at this moment.

"You...you are not dead!" Lin Hao was dumbfounded for a moment.

"You want me to die so much, do you think I, Lu Xiaobei, will die so easily? What a joke! It's time for me to attack!"

A figure flew down the city wall rapidly, Wu Na Dao flashed a dazzling murderous aura, several spiritual veins on the back brazenly activated, and the five-in-one true power aura fluctuated extremely violently.

This scene made everyone in the Yin Yang Tomb go crazy.

Lu Xiaobei is not dead, he can still fight again, the trump card of the Yin Yang Tomb has not fallen!

Everyone was furious, this moment Lu Xiaobei was like a God of War reborn.

"kill……"

I don't know which foreign disciple shouted, and everyone came back to their senses and made a group effort.

Lin Hao panicked resolutely, with the Nine Heavens Xiaoyue sword in his hand, the Stele Soul Talisman Explosion that consumed so much internal energy did not kill Lu Xiaobei, but allowed him to live here well.

This kind of humiliation is definitely a great shame for Lin Hao.

Thunderstorm Shanhe's nirvana has been used, and the stone-shattering shock and talisman explosion that cooperate with the soul of the stele have also been used up. Lin Hao can only fight to the death.

But he forgot that Lu Xiaobei's attack seemed to have just begun.

"Aoyue Zhan, your Shushan Sword Sect's unsolvable ability to regenerate sword energy, I will give it back to you!"

"There is also Sword Ring Jue, but it is called Dao Huan Jue here!"

"Fighting and lightning chasing, fixed body skills!"

"The Throat Sealing Chop belongs to your Shushan Sword Sect!"

"The big move is as close as it is closed, Lin Hao, let's see how you take it!"

Every move was the Shushan Sword Sect's martial art, and Lu Xiaobei returned it all to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao was dumbfounded, the Nine Heavens Xiaoyue Sword in his hand had broken.

He has been trapped by the fixed body and sealed moves.

"Impossible, these are the martial arts of my Shushan Sword Sect, why did they emit so much energy in his hands?"

"Do you think the nine spiritual veins are just a display? Understanding the martial arts of your Shushan Sword Sect is as easy as drinking cold water!" Lu Xiaobei finished his last move, put away his sword and stood.

Lin Hao's Nine Heavens Xiaoyue Sword broke violently, his whole body was covered with stab wounds, and his clothes were already rotting.

Lin Hao's eyes gradually dimmed, he shook his head vigorously, and muttered: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, these martial arts are all martial arts that I disdain, why are they so perfect in your hands?"

"Do you really think that only you, the Shushan Sword Sect, can understand this martial art? Don't you think that the ninth-rank martial arts King Kong Bodyguard just let me break through the ninth level in just a few minutes. Can your Shushan martial arts compare with the ninth-rank martial arts?" ?” Lu Xiaobei said disdainfully.

The so-called martial arts and realm cultivation actually match.

The martial arts learned at a low level is very little, and the ability to penetrate and comprehend is also very weak.

When the realm is improved and the rank is improved, the ability to comprehend and use martial arts will be a qualitative improvement.

Lu Xiaobei's ability to comprehend the ninth-grade martial arts of the Vajra Bodyguard in a short period of time has a lot to do with the awakening of the spirit veins and the improvement of the realm.

If he didn't have a particularly deep comprehension of the supreme swordsmanship of the Shushan Sword Sect before, now he can comprehend many nirvana from this set of swordsmanship and martial arts.

This is a kind of penetrating power that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and can only be comprehended when one reaches that realm.

Lin Hao lost because of his arrogance. He thought that the explosion of the stele soul's talisman could put Lu Xiaobei to death, but he didn't know that Lu Xiaobei also hid a big move, the big move to instantly transfer to the scroll space.

Even though this move was so slow that Lu Xiaobei was injured by the explosion, but he was lucky enough to avoid the damage from Gathering Star Palm and Wu Na Knife and escaped successfully.

After entering the painting scroll space, Lu Xiaobei quickly healed his injuries and drank the fairy water from the small river to completely heal his internal injuries.

After coming out of the painting scroll space, because of the awakening of the nine spiritual veins, Lu Xiaobei has a deeper understanding of the Shushan Sword Sect's supreme-level swordsmanship in his mind, so the power it exerts cannot be equated with the past.

Looking at the wounds on his body, Lin Hao could no longer bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell down.

A generation of masters at the completion of the Sword God held up an arm, stared at Lu Xiaobei viciously and roared: "I don't accept it, I, Lin Hao, just refuse to accept it!"

"You have no chance! Go underground and refuse to accept it!"

Raising Wu Na Dao, Lu Xiaobei was about to kill Lin Hao.

All the Yin-Yang Tomb disciples were waiting for this moment.

However, a sharp wind pierced through the night, and an invisible internal force instantly bounced Lu Xiaobei's Wu Na knife away, and a group of people quickly fell from the city wall.

But if you take a closer look, the clothes of this group of people are very similar to the cloaks of the Yin Yang Tomb Master and the Dharma Protector.

"Who is here?" Lu Xiaobei clenched Wu Na Dao and glared, he thought it was Lin Hao's helper who came.

"Bold disciples of the foreign race, if you don't kneel down when you see the guardians of the inner race, you will be emboldened!"

One of them was born with a strong back and a strong waist, with two mountain axes shining white blades under the night, which was very dangerous.

"Inner clan?" Lu Xiaobei looked bewildered.

"The guardians of the inner race are here!"

The foreign disciples of the Yin-Yang Tomb cried out.

"Damn, why are the people from the inner race here at this time? Didn't they say that the inner race in the Yin-Yang Tomb doesn't care about the lives of the outsiders?" Nan Wuji frowned, and he fell down from midair brazenly, and he stopped.

With Jin Mingyu, it could only be a tie, and as Jin Mingyu became furious, Nan Wuji was slightly at a disadvantage. If the fight continued, Nan Wuji would not be able to shake Jin Mingyu in a short time.

At this time, all the protectors from the Yin-Yang Tomb have come, and the battle situation is not optimistic, and it has already fallen to the Yin-Yang Tomb.

(End of this chapter)