Plane hunting

Chapter 403
Thank you old friend, good brother 'Bookworm 555' for the million rewards, thank you in summer, Jiageng owes it first, and slowly pay back [-]
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When Jinlun Fawang learned from the entourage that what the young Taoist said was to make him kneel down, the astonishment on his face was indescribable.

That bewildered expression all explained Jin Lun's inner confusion at this moment, he really wanted to ask, did you say something wrong, or did I hear it wrong!

The face of the King of the Golden Wheel became ferocious. When Lang Lang made a loud noise, he took out a golden wheel from his bosom. The golden wheel was a foot and a half long and looked like it was made of gold. Hidden nine small balls, shook his hand casually, the sound continued for a long time.

"Don't kneel, right? Then I'll beat you until you kneel!"

Huang Shaohong didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, he was already in front of Jinlun Fawang in a flash, he raised his knife and chopped Huashan with all his strength.

A sinister smile appeared on Jinlun Fawang's face, and he raised the golden wheel in his hand to meet him.

The golden wheel he uses is good at locking and holding the opponent's weapons. No matter whether it is a sword, a gun, a sword, a halberd, a spear, a hammer, a whip or a stick, it will bind your hands and feet when you encounter it. Ordinary people will have no weapons in their hands when they swing their weapons. Now he wants to Take the long knife from Huang Shaohong's hand, and then take advantage of the situation to kill him.

'clang'

The long knife hit the golden wheel, and there was a huge sound of gold and iron colliding, and something unexpected happened. The "Kimaru Guogang" in Huang Shaohong's hand actually split the golden wheel of King Jinlun in two, and then went straight towards the golden wheel. Chop on the bald head.

King Jinlun deserves to be a master of Tibetan martial arts. Although he was taken aback, he didn't panic at the critical moment. With a shake of his hands, he used offense instead of defense, and used the two halves of the golden wheel as hidden weapons to hit Huang Shaohong's face and chest .

Although Huang Shaohong's long sword is in front, if he splits the old lama with one knife, the two halves of the golden wheel will also hit him. Although he is invulnerable, the strength of the opponent's Dragon Elephant Prajna should not be underestimated. It is bound to hurt both sides.

Huang Shaohong swung his long saber, bowed left and right, and knocked the two halves of the golden wheel away with two sounds of 'dangdang'.

Just as the surrounding martial arts people were dodging the two halves of the golden wheel, the fists and feet of the golden wheel Dharma King and Huang Shaohong collided heavily.

'boom'

The fists and kicks were like thunder, and a ripple visible to the naked eye swayed between the fists and feet of the two. It was obvious that the two of them had exerted their strength to the extreme.

Huang Shaohong was in the air and had no way to rely on his strength, so he flew upside down. He was in the air, and he used the 'Spiral Nine Shadows' body to separate and close at once, dispelling the force of retreat, and falling lightly on the ground.

On the other hand, Jinlun Fawang only took a step back, and then used his own strength to forcibly dispel all the strength of Huang Shaohong's kick.

With a 'boom', his back foot directly broke through the blue bricks on the ground, and his whole calf went deep into the ground, which shows how powerful the collision between the two was.

"Baldy, is your strength good?"

Huang Shaohong moved his ankle a little bit. The force just now made his ankle a little uncomfortable.

He can now be sure that Jinlun's 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu' is definitely not limited to the ninth level, it should have been reached in advance, 16 years later in the original book, the tenth level of ten dragons and ten elephants.

And the matter of Hong Qigong's defeat and retreat just now is easy to explain. The power of the ten-level dragon elephant skill plus the subduing dragon palm is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

In addition to confirming Jinlun's cultivation level, Huang Shaohong also confirmed one thing, that is, Jinlun Fawang is not the loger of the same system he was looking for, because when the two fisted each other, he did not receive the system prompt.

Huang Shaohong stared at Jinlun Fawang and said word by word: "Tell me who taught you the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' and I can spare your life!"

When he said this, Hong Qigong's eyes were fixed, and he wanted to know about this too.

Jinlun Fawang snorted coldly, and said a few words in Tibetan, Daerba directly threw the demon-subduing golden pestle, and Jinlun Fawang slapped it in his hand.

At this time, the person who was acting as a temporary interpreter said, "The Dharma king said that if you want to know anything, you must defeat him!"

"Then you just wait and kneel down!"

Huang Shaohong first put away Onimaru Kunizun, the help of this sword was not limited to physical attacks, so although the sword was sharp, he didn't want to use it to head-on with the opponent to avoid damage.

After withdrawing the knife, Huang Shaohong suddenly activated the Qi and Blood Pill, his whole body crackled and his joints made the sound of popping beans, and his whole body instantly swelled up, turning into a muscular man with a height of two meters.

Fortunately, the Taoist robe on him is relatively loose, otherwise it would be gone in one fell swoop.

Everyone in the hall looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and even some superstitious warriors fell to their knees and shouted 'God will come to the world'!
Huang Shaohong not only mobilized all the power of qi and blood, but also the true qi of "no one can kill my golden body" in his body was running crazily.

At this moment, this body-refining magical skill had an inexplicable connection with the metallic innate qi in his body. Under the blessing of the innate qi, his exposed skin, such as the palms and face, sometimes A golden light flashed across the road.

The King of the Golden Wheel was shocked: "'Thirteen Golden Laws That Don't Go Beyond the Perimeter' Who are you?"

"Do you believe me when I say it's your own father? What's the use of asking that!"

"In addition, this is my Taoist 'Golden Law that no one can kill me'. What does it have to do with your Tantra!"

Huang Shaohong is also shameless, after the adaptation is his own, what can you do!
Everyone was shocked by his change, but as soon as the name of this magic skill was announced, everyone was shocked!
With the crazily running of qi, blood and true qi in his body, Huang Shaohong's aura continued to increase, making Hong Qigong and Guo Jing, two of the world's five masters who were watching the battle, look dignified.

This time Jinlun Fawang took the lead, because he sensed the aura of danger and thought that the opponent could no longer raise his aura like this, so he activated the power of the ten-level dragon and elephant, raised and lowered the magic pestle, and brought out a howling wind to sweep across past.

Huang Shaohong showed disdain on his face, so what can the ten-level Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu do? With one hand, he already had a 'Panlong Painting Halberd' weighing five hundred catties in his palm.

After the modification of the 'Panlong Painting Halberd', Huang Shaohong hadn't used it much because it was too heavy. Although he was strong enough to use this heavy weapon, his speed would inevitably be affected during the battle and he would lose his flexibility.

But now it's different. Now that his strength has improved greatly, when he uses his full strength, using this Dragon Painting Halberd again is already a handy weapon.

In the same way that swept away thousands of troops, the Panlong Huahalberd and the Subduing Demon Pestle directly confronted each other.

'铛' With a loud bang, sparks shot out!
The demon-subduing pestle weighing tens of catties in Jinlun Fawang's hand was swept away by the painted halberd.

If it wasn't for Jinlun's tight grip, I'm afraid he would fly out of his hand and smash into the crowd.

Huang Shaohong swung the Demon Subduing Pestle, and twisted the halberd shaft with both hands, the long halberd swung like an ordinary warrior using a spear to create a phantom of a painted halberd.

'clang'

The painted halberd was picked up on the subduing demon pestle, and there was another sound of gold and iron clashing. The subduing magic pestle in Jinlun Fawang's hand finally couldn't hold it, and Huang Shaohong flew out with a painted halberd, smashing directly into the group of Mongolians behind Jinlun , directly killed two of them.

"Give me a sigh!"

After Huang Shaohong picked up the flying magic pestle, he shouted loudly, and then twisted the pole of the halberd, the coiling dragon painted the halberd from top to bottom, and the pole of the halberd directly hit Jinlun's shoulder.

But when he heard a 'click', Jinlun Fawang's shoulders cracked, his knees softened, and he finally knelt on the ground with two 'bang bang' sounds, and his knees smashed two floor tiles into pieces.

Huang Shaohong swung his halberd horizontally, and the crescent blade of the painted halberd pressed against Jinlun Fawang's neck.

With two moves, Huang Shaohong only used two moves to defeat the mighty Jinlun Fawang, making him kneel in front of him, and the martial arts heroes in the hall immediately cheered.

Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and others also showed smiles on their faces.

And the Mongolian group all exclaimed in disbelief.

Huang Shaohong was able to win so easily because he had the advantage of weapons. In fact, the power he unleashed with all his strength was almost the same as that of the ten-level Dragon Elephant Golden Wheel Fawang.

But Jin Lun's Demon Subduing Pestle weighs only a few tens of catties, while Huang Shaohong's Panlong Painting Halberd weighs five hundred catties. How can the Subduing Demon Pestle be his opponent when he swings it!

Just like Yang Guo holding a dark iron epee to subdue Jinlun Fawang in Chongyang Palace, his internal strength is almost low, and he relied entirely on the strength of the weapon.

If Jinlun had not been in such a hurry to pretend to be a fool after he had achieved great martial arts, but had first forged a heavy weapon at hand, Huang Shaohong would not have been so easy if he wanted to win by force.

Of course, if Huang Shaohong hadn't appeared, Jinlun Fawang wouldn't need heavy weapons, and ten layers of dragon elephants would be enough to sweep the scene.

Seeing that Jinlun was in danger, Daerba let out a strange cry and was about to rush forward, Huang Shaohong moved his arm slightly, the crescent blade had already cut Jinlun's skin, a trace of blood dripped down and fell to the ground.

"If you dare to come over, I will kill him!"

Although Daerba couldn't understand what Huang Shaohong was saying, he guessed from the other party's actions that his reckless behavior had hurt his master.

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging not to hurt his master.

Jinlun Fawang's face was ashen at this time. He thought that he had broken through the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Kungfu, and with the newly learned Dragon Subduing Palm, he would be invincible in the world.

Huang Shaohong asked indifferently: "I'll just ask once, where is the person who passed on your Dragon Palm?"

Jinlun sighed softly, said something in Tibetan, and then closed his eyes.

When Daerba heard what his master said, he couldn't help saying something aloud emotionally, but Jinlun slowly raised his hands and folded them in front of his chest without saying a word.

Huang Shaohong sneered: "I really think I dare not kill you!" He said as he took the painting halberd away from Jinlun's neck, raised it high, and then was about to chop it down.

Daerba, who was kowtowing constantly, felt something strange. When he looked up, his eyes were red. With a tiger roar, he sprang up from the ground and rushed towards Huang Shaohong.

'bah'

As soon as Daerba approached, Huang Shaohong kicked his heart in the chest, only heard the sound of bones shattering, Daerba had already vomited blood and flew out, after landing on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, he was dead.

Jin Lun opened his eyes suddenly, seeing his apprentice's miserable appearance, his eyes were so red that his eyes were tearing apart, he flew up suddenly, and punched Huang Shaohong's chest and abdomen hard with his fist.

Huang Shaohong sneered, and with a flick of the long halberd, he was about to kill Jinlun under the painted halberd.

At this moment, among Jinlun's attendants, a man wearing a felt hat and looking like a Middle Easterner suddenly took out something from his arms and pointed it at Huang Shaohong. It was a 'Desert Eagle' !
'Bah bah bah bah'

When Huang Shaohong was attacking Jinlun, that person took advantage of his tricks and shot him seven times.

And the moment this person started, a system prompt sounded in the minds of both of them at the same time, "Found a loger of the same system, please kill the host quickly to seize the original energy of the system".

Huang Shaohong's hairs stood on end the moment the opponent fired. He kicked his legs, and he stood upside down, and then instantly used the 'escape skill' to fly backwards.

The man had already put away the Panlong Painting Halberd in the air, and he had an extra AK in his hand, facing the man who shot at him, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The man did not succeed in the sneak attack, he threw the pistol, grabbed both hands, and grabbed the two people around him to protect him from the bullets.

Huang Shaohong laughed, can he stop it?
After finishing the magazine in one breath, the AK in his hand disappeared instantly, and a Gatling had already appeared in his hand.

But before he opened fire, he saw the two people who were used as shields by the other party fell straight backwards, and when he searched again, the target person was nowhere to be seen.

And when he shot at that person before, Jinlun Fawang took the opportunity to grab Daerba's body and ran towards the side of the hall. With a 'boom', he directly hit a big hole in the wall in the shape of a human being, and escaped.

At this time, a voice of laughter came from outside the hall: "The place in the village is too small, come out and fight!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Huang Shaohong went directly to the outside of the hall, and when he went out, he grabbed a Mongolian and threw him out from the gate.

As soon as the man flew out of the gate with a "boom", there was a bowl-sized hole in his chest. Obviously, the other party had ambushed outside with a weapon similar to a sniper rifle.

Huang Shaohong threw the man away, and after the sound of the gunshot, he dodged out, jumped directly into the hall, and searched around, but could not find any trace of the enemy.

But at this time, that person's voice sounded again, but this time the person's voice was erratic, and it was impossible to know which direction the other party was in.

I just heard the voice say: "Ten days later, I will lead the Mongolian army to attack Xiangyang. At that time, you and I will be divided into victories and life and death. We will fight to the death!"

Huang Shaohong said loudly: "Stop reading the lines, if you have the guts, come out and fight now!"

The voice laughed and said: "Don't you also lift the table? Kneel is still going to fight, wait ten days later!"

"Damn!" Huang Shaohong directly took out the bamboo dragonfly, flew high into the sky, and started tracking the humanoid monsters. As a result, there were thousands of red dots in a large area, and there was no way to distinguish them.

Reluctantly, he could only scan around with his naked eyes, and found that not to mention the log-in of the same system, who was so good at kung fu, even Jinlun Fawang didn't know where he went.

"Ten days? You just wait to be whipped to death by me!"

Huang Shaohong used his internal force to spread the sound far away, and then he fell back to the ground regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, put away Gatling, put on an M500 in his hand, and walked into the hall.

Jinlun and the person who landed in the same system ran away, but the Mongols who came with them could not.

Huang Shaohong said to these people with no expression on his face: "I want to know the identity of the person who escaped just now. If you tell me, you will live. If you don't hide it, this person will be your fate!"

After he finished speaking, he made a sample of these people first, and shot a heroic-looking Mongolian man to pieces, headshot him directly, and blood and brains were scattered and splattered.

Even the martial arts heroes who watched the excitement felt their backs go numb, not to mention the followers of the golden wheel, they all knelt down and kowtowed non-stop.

Huang Shaohong sneered and said, "It's useless to kowtow, tell me who that person is? Where can I find it!"

The Mongolian guy who translated for Jinlun before said tremblingly in Chinese: "Forgive me, forgive me, among us, only Sir Bilegong knows the identity of that man!"

Huang Shaohong's eyes lit up, he looked at those people and asked, "Who is Bilegon?"

After he asked, he realized that when the translator said 'Bilegon', everyone looked at the corpse on the ground whose head was shot by him.

".No way?" Huang Shaohong was a little speechless. Is it such a coincidence?
The translator was crying, nodding while crying: "He is Bilegon, please forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)