Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 12:

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El Tienno Calendar November 28th, Free City

Facing the morning sun, staring at the blue-purple blood in his hand, he was rare in a daze. Looking at the palm print under the blood, a sense of dread that he hadn't seen for a long time struck his heart.

When did your blood start to change color?

Not the time when I was on Alcatraz Island back then!

At that time, he was just a third-rate student at Reins Magic Academy. Because of his bad background, he was scorned by his peers and hard to develop, so he volunteered to join the army on Alcatraz Island.

On the island, he is the lowest-ranked warrior, who only knows how to wield his sword desperately and fight side by side with his comrades. I don't know how many nights, I went home in blood, fainted on the edge of the battlefield, his body was full of bone scars, and there were more comrades-in-arms than enemies.

The priest in charge of medical treatment declared him dead more than once, but because of the demon blood in his body, he regained his life from what was supposed to be fatal to humans. It's just such a fortune, but let everyone in their camp wait coldly behind their backs.

He knows all these things, but at that time, he insisted on protecting the justice of mankind, and completely hated the blood of the demon in his body, in order to prove to mankind that he was an individual, not a lowly species of the demon, he Only fight desperately against the demons.

However, blood relationship is an iron-clad fact, and no amount of deeds can change the dark side of people's hearts. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how great the battle was, and no matter how many lives he saved, he still couldn't change the contempt and doubt hidden under every congratulatory voice.

The fear of nine deaths on the battlefield and the loneliness lacking recognition under the battlefield made him feel extremely painful. He has never been a thoughtful person. To suppress this pain, only the excitement of fighting frenziedly and the comfort of killing the demons can make the pain in his heart disappear temporarily, so as long as he is on the battlefield, he just doesn’t care. For the bloodthirsty madman of life and death, all actions can only kill, kill, and kill!

Perhaps it was pain that stimulated his potential, or it was a sudden change caused by blood bathing all day long, and his magic and martial arts progressed by leaps and bounds. When he came back to his senses, he was already a well-known figure on the battlefield. He wore a robe of red blood that made his soldiers tremble, and made all the enemies far away.

This was not his original purpose, but unexpectedly, he found that people looked at him with horror and awe. This did meet his needs. For the first time in his life, he felt that he was respected because In troubled times, strong force represents everything!

Surrounded by such eyes, he feels happy! Since killing can bring respect, then he has to kill more frantically to make this kind of pleasure stronger.

With the violent martial arts, he has broadened his knowledge. He was originally a small man in the market, and he has met many outstanding heroes, and he has brothers who care about each other. Although the power of the demons is stronger than that of the day, everything But it is so beautiful, and even better.

Until he met him and her, a boy who will never forget, a girl who still cares about him today.

The acquaintance and separation with them had a major change in his life. When the war with the demons came to an end, he suddenly felt a strong hatred for himself in the first half of his life, so he gave up everything he had, returned to the city, and became an obscure little man, intending to end his life.

Unfortunately, although man retires, his heart is not stable. Suspicion and persistence caused a deviation in his mood, and finally drove him to seek skin with tigers. In order to prolong his life, he used secret methods to transform his body and wanted to strengthen the blood of the demons to extend his own biological body. The limit, as a result, fell into the calculations of others. When he realized that he was caught in the trap, his spiritual consciousness had been divided into two. A completely demonized personality, becoming stronger and stronger, began to fight for the dominance of this body.

Chan felt it was too late. When he discovered this, all the remedies had been ineffective, and he could only wait for the master to be completely eliminated.

Knowing that he would die, but unwilling to eliminate it, he tried to stay a few steps behind. And when everything finally came to an end, he suddenly had an idea, wanting to relive the feeling of being a small person back then.

So he joined this group of unpleasant young people, teasing the little girls, and accompany them in the treasure hunt.

Take a pseudonym that has been forgotten for a long time. He is called Mr. Chi, his current name.

Meditate cross-legged, Ai Ling Xing Gong once again, secretly looking at the old man. It has been two days since I bet with everyone that night, but Mr. Chi, who should be his backing, did not say anything. If he suddenly catches up with the Nether King, his bet loss is small, if everyone really kills everything, it will be a big deal. It's terrible.

I was invisible and peeked at one side that day, only then did I know that the Nether King was really powerful, and he faced him head-on. Even if the teamwork on this side was several times more powerful, he would not be a rival. The only hope is that Grandpa didn't speak big words, but why didn't he give any instructions?

"Grandpa...Grandpa..."

After calling several times, the old man looked at his palm and kept silent. Until Airing’s voice became anxious, Mr. Chi replied without thinking, "When you practiced the exercises these days, Did you bring the Iron Star with you?"

Ailing nodded and said yes, because she knew it was a talisman, she didn't dare to leave for a moment, she always hung it around her neck. And as it was worn for a long time, the original black surface color gradually turned red, like a soldering iron that was gradually heating up. She didn't understand what it meant, but she knew that the old man must have his intentions.

"Hmm!" Mr. Chi responded, and continued to bow his head in meditation.

"Grandpa!"

"Girl, why are you so anxious?" Mr. Chi said: "Where is the courage when betting with people? Since there is a way to boast about going to Haikou, why are you so worried now?"

"Then...you agreed at that time!" Ai Ling said anxiously: "Grandpa, do you think I did something wrong, do you regret it?"

Mr. Chi stroked his beard and laughed and said, "Haha, don't worry! Even if my old man doesn't help, he won't fall to the point where he lied to your little girl. Everything is still under control, so you just wait and see. Up."

"Is it really okay? Or, grandpa, did you decide to do it yourself?"

"No!" Mr. Chi shook his head and said, "After all, this is the family affair of other people's mentors and apprentices. If I do it myself, it will be very difficult to explain to the old man Sinane, not to mention that I have already said that now I am I can’t boost my energy and energy, nor can I use large-scale spells. At best, I can only cast some innocuous small spells, which have no actual combat effect."

Eiling knew this for a long time, but she also secretly looked forward to it. Grandpa didn’t tell the truth before, but now it was confirmed again. Her heart became more uneasy and said, “What should I do? That Nether King is really good. Great, we..."

"The number of territorial boundaries is so scary!" The old man cut off her words, and laughed proudly: "What is the use of Yan Zheng's little effort? With this guy's original arrogance, if it weren't for Sinan He’s an old face. He was sent to his hometown five hundred years ago."

I have seen Yan Zheng’s shots on the day, anyone would take these words as crazy talk, but Ai Ling believes in the old man from the bottom of his heart, and from the old man, she feels a strangeness but makes her whole body hot. The novel feeling of getting up. After a long time, when the girl's knowledge became broad, she realized that this feeling is called "the domineering of the rivers and lakes".

"With the efforts of these three little ghosts, it is difficult to deal with Yan, but as long as you use the right method, nothing is impossible." The old man said: "Tomorrow afternoon, Yan Zheng will catch up with us. When the time comes, You let the three of them do so..."

Mr. Chi mentioned tomorrow’s plan. There were many parts that Elin could not understand. The old man asked her to memorize it. After all, she was not stupid. After repeating it several times, she finally remembered what should be remembered. Keep the key points in your head without missing a word.

The old man asked several times, and after confirming that it was correct, he nodded and said: "As long as you can implement this plan, you can deal with tomorrow's predicament and earn a few more days."

I Ling thought for a while, always felt that he had the biggest doubt, "Grandpa, if Mr. Hante asked them, how did I come up with this, how should I answer it?"

"Haha! Such a simple question, what is so troublesome." Mr. Chi smiled: "At that time, you told them that you were..."

"Xiao Bai, divide me a little bit more of your dry food, I don't have enough to eat."

"You eat five poisonous feasts for every meal, so what do you want to do with dry food?"

"Mr. Hante, Brother Bai Fei, I have something to tell you."

The next morning, Ai Ling took advantage of breakfast time and announced that he would meet again with King Nether today. Of course, this has already been expected. For this reason, the three people in charge of actual combat have repeatedly calculated these days to match Yan Zheng’s tactics again, but this time the other party will certainly not take it lightly. Bai Fei has come up with more than a dozen. Strategies, but there is no one, dare to say with certainty.

Under the eyes of everyone's doubts, Airing explained the tactics taught by Mr. Chi. The three of them didn't take it seriously at first, but the more they heard, the more surprised they looked. This tactic sounds like nothing special. Some of the tricks to be used are esoteric and difficult tricks, and some are just the introductory techniques of a certain set of martial arts. It is difficult to judge what effect will be produced by listening in this way.

"Hey! Xiaobai, what do you think?" Hante frowned, "Is what this girl is talking about is of practical value?"

Bai Fei was silent. It is already a strange and inexplicable thing that Airing will take the initiative to propose actual combat strategies. However, what she said is not like babbling. Some of the martial arts tricks mentioned in it belong to Daxueshan, Bailudong and some miscellaneous studies. No matter the depth or the shallowness, it is not something that Airing should know. Then, How did her plan come about?

"When I slept last night, the great **** Xiande Fage told me to dream." Ai Ling said solemnly, with a serious expression, making people wonder whether he should treat this as a joke.

Of course Hante and Bai Fei do not believe it, but the question now is, regardless of the source of the plan, how feasible is the plan itself?

The two couldn't decide for a while, so they had to leave the question to a third party.

Staring coldly at the sleeping old man snoring under a tree not far away, Hua Bianque said: "I think, it depends on the situation then!"

"If everything goes well, this will allow the Nether King to delay a little more time, and we will immediately go north and rush to the mountain stream over there."

Bai Fei said: "Why go north? Arambatt Mountain is in the southeast! And isn't the mountain stream a dead end?"

Ailing relayed Mr. Chi's words, saying: "No, although there is no picture on the map, there is a bridge leading to the opposite bank. As long as we cross the bridge and destroy the bridge, the King Nether wants to catch us again. We must take more detours. This period of time is very beneficial to us. If we go north, there will be a shortcut directly to Arambatt Mountain. By taking this shortcut, we can arrive earlier than the scheduled time."

Listening to these words, the two of Han Bai were stunned at each other. Where did this girl know these things?

Han Te said: "Is this what your Snow God said in a dream last night?"

"Oh! I discussed this with Grandpa." Ai Ling said with a smile: "Grandpa said at the beginning that he is very familiar with the surrounding environment of Mount Arambatte, so he knows that there are several shortcuts to make it faster. Click to."

"It is the same as it is true. Bai Fei almost became a priest before, why didn't the gods give him a dream?"

"Because there are few people worshiping my god, it is more effective!" Airing proudly said: "If I win the bet by then, you and I will believe in the words of the Great God of Xiande Dharma Song, he might also entrust it with a dream. Yours!"

Of course, no one will care about her. And the second battle with the Nether King kicked off.

The encounter with the Nether King happened again as Ai Ling had predicted. In order to get closer to the target mountain stream and to make it easier to escape, everyone hurriedly rushed to that side. Before halfway, they felt a chill of heart-cooling, which rapidly expanded from the rear.

"Not good! The old man Yan Zheng is here." Han Te blamed: "Ailing, you..."

His original intention was to confirm the battle plan again, but he called out without knowing him, and Ai Ling immediately replied "I know", and then a cloak was raised, and the old man and the girl disappeared into the air again. .

"It...has changed again." Hante opened his mouth wide in shock, "Can't the mana of the invisibility cloak only be used once?"

Hua Bianque said calmly: "Then, they must have more than one."

"No loyalty! I only know how to change myself, and keep us down every time. It's too much to not talk about basic loyalty."

Hant jumped in anger on the spot, deeply dissatisfied with being left behind. And a suit of Qingying also appeared in front of the three at this time.

Looking around, solemnly said: "Are they three again? Where did the other two hide?"

The same stability, the same sense of oppression, but compared with the last time, the murderous aura this time is more intense. Obviously, the solemnity who has lost his face once has made up his mind to kill. In addition, there was an indescribable ghostly spirit in him, and the distance between him made people feel uncomfortable.

If they didn't know it beforehand, the three of them would be puzzled by this, but now, the three of them knew that Airing's words had a truthfulness that could not be ignored. This makes someone feel extremely bad.

"Hey! Old man, let’s say something else! You said this last time. I know you have to say, this time you won’t be so careless, or kill us desperately. Nonsense Don’t say anything, let’s do it if you have the ability!” Han Temu said: “And your plagiarism fascinating dead bone skills, you can use it as soon as you need it, huh! It’s useless for more than two hundred years. Things, how much effect can there be, you are so proud of it, it’s a big laugh!"

As soon as this statement came out, the enemy and us were all shocked. Of course, Bai Fei and Hua Bianque were unexpected, and Hante declared this way, so that the Nether King was prepared. Wouldn't the plan to wait a while be broken without fighting?

"Hant, you are crazy! Why do you deliberately remind him?"

"Huh! I don't care! You see that the old guy's face is so stinky, I must be all right."

Hant, with a sad expression on his face, murmured: "If you lose the bet, you have to call that girl the eldest sister. Instead of living a dark life like that for the rest of your life, it's better to just die here."

"You don't have to drag everyone if you want to die, we don't want to die yet!"

"Who cares about you, everyone hand in hand, let's go to **** happily!"

"Oh! It's fine if you lose a bet and it doesn't count. It's not the first time you said it doesn't count. What does it matter? It's better than death!"

Here is fierce psychological counseling, but the Nether King on the other side has disrupted his pace. He originally planned to use his hand to kill Han and Bai with thunder, but he was hit by Hante. A word was revealed, which made a panic of uncertainty.

Never mind the one next to it. The White Bone Yin Sha Gong is the proud martial arts he created by summarizing his lifelong learning. It was sorted out two hundred and seventy years ago. Apart from mentioning it to a handful of people in Daxue Mountain, he never had a chance. For actual combat, how did this young man know?

Rao is that he has a deep concentration, but for a while, he can't help but look pale, hesitate and dare not move.

Thinking about it carefully, the only possible answer is that the principal once told his lover about the incident, Hua Bianque relayed it to Han Te, and suddenly said it at this time, affecting his own psychology.

Thinking about it this way, I feel at ease, because this skill has never been used in actual combat, the three of them know this skill, and they will never know the exact trick inside.

If you want to prove that the idea is correct or not, you will know it.

They belong to the same line of Daxue Mountain, and are most sensitive to the strength of murderous intent. Hua Bianque noticed that Yan Zheng was gradually calming down, so he planned to take the lead.

"Hey! You two, do you want to do it?"

Currently, there is no better way to win. Although I don’t see the effectiveness of Airing’s tactics, I have no choice but to pray for him when there is no better choice and the situation has been expected by Airing so far. Damn Xuete really works.

"No choice, let's fight!"

Bai Fei affirmed and Han Te nodded displeasedly, and the three reached a consensus and rushed side by side.

Yan Zheng also settled his mind at this time, seeing Han and Bai taking the lead, his expression sank, and he carried his bones and evil spirits.

At the time, Yan Zheng was originally a gangster who was a murderous gangster. Due to a major setback, he joined the Snow Mountain. After that, in addition to practicing martial arts, he also studied all kinds of witchcraft techniques. He was most familiar with manipulating ghost walking corpses. The experience is that Hua Bianque’s enlightenment in this respect, the bone-yin and evil skills are born from this. At this time, the skills are urged, and the whole body is enveloped in a faint gray mist, the cold and cold wind blows away, and the bird in the forest is near. Frightened the beast away, the momentum was shocking.

The three people in the rush, at the same time, felt a cold and gloomy energy that pierced into their brains like a tide. They didn't dare to be careless, and they all had the highest skill.

Hant and Bai Fei took the lead in attacking, and they made a "turn around" together, and they divided their attacks to the left and right. They followed Hua Bianque closely behind them, ready to make a move.

According to Ai Ling's plan, the two of Han and Bai are just feigning attacks. The main force of this move is Hua Bianque. When they were about to come into contact with Yan Zheng, the two suddenly lowered to attack the next game, and Hua Bianque used the "Phantom Reappearance" body technique of Daxue Mountain, instantly shifting to the back of Yan Zheng, cooperating with Han Bai, and attacking back and forth. .

Simple tactics, although they sound good, but Hua Bianque really doesn't have much confidence in the Nether King who is proficient in Daxueshan martial arts.

"Hey! Junior, this trick will cost you all."

Seriously see the two Han Bai coming, both fists shake, and the sound is like a thunder, and they blasted at them, and they kept changing the best angle on the way, blocking the two possible retreats, and they should be close to them. Before, the two were killed in one fell swoop.

Nevertheless, as soon as the fist blasted out, Han Te Baifei had known the blow before, and at the same time, he bowed down and bowed, instead attacking the bottom plate, and almost avoided the broken punch.

"Strange, it seems something is not right..."

Hua Bianque in the back, seeing the two men lowered, suddenly felt something wrong. He was about to expand his posture according to the plan, and the phantom shifted. Who knew that the yin and evil spirits forced him in all directions and couldn’t change his body shape. .

"Oops, isn't it like this..."

After hesitating for a moment, he has missed the opportunity to respond. If the whole person waits in an unsuspecting posture and hits the Nether King with both fists, Hua Bianque has only one thought in his mind.

"Good girl, what bad trick you taught!"

On the other hand, Yan Zheng’s shock is not trivial. Although he has made up his mind to suppress the thought of cherishing talents and kill Hante and Bai Fei, he is only expected to punish this principal’s baby apprentice. After the accident, now that the battle started, he was met with a life and death sentence, how could he not be shocked.

Eiling was hiding in the forest behind, peering at everything in the battle. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think of the old man's explanation that day.

When she taught the enemy strategy that day, she questioned whether it would be useful.

"Haha! It will work." The old man touched his beard, hissing in his voice, with a strong self-deprecating tone, "Because we were on the lonely mountain back then, we used this method to force us a hundred times stronger than martial arts. The enemy can't fight back!"

As expected, he was undecided, and quickly withdrew his fists. When he was busy, he used too much force. The reaction caused a sharp pain in his chest and his breath was unsatisfactory. At this time, the two Han and Bai who were preparing to attack the next game, suddenly saw an obvious flaw that was rare in a lifetime at seven inches under Yan Zheng's armpit. They didn't know how to seize the opportunity.

The two of them agreed, and quickly withdrew their hands and attacked the place.

Because of the difference in martial arts between the two sides, Yan Zheng could have been able to block the true energy with his body protection, but there is a gap where the true energy revolves. The sword in Hante’s hand is also a rare weapon. He does not want to force it, so he wants to retreat. Reduced the momentum, but there was no gap between the two of them. The swords were violent, and more than a dozen swords continued to flow like snowflakes. They only made a serious mess, and stepped back a few steps.

"Ah! How could I be so defeated... shameful too!"

I found out that I was forced to retreat for the two juniors, and was seriously frightened. This is a shame and shame he has never seen since he became an artist. He has lost so unjustly, and he beckoned in a rage. He has forgotten whether he should deal with someone. People are very merciful.

Han Te and Bai Fei were pleasantly surprised. They never thought that they would be able to retreat strictly and achieve such a good result. Hua Bianque escaped from the dead, but she was shocked because of her cold personality.

"Ha! Take advantage of the victory!"

"Wow! You really want to die!"

Bai Fei grabbed his head with joy, and yelled at the offensive friends. Before they had time to say anything, there was a strong gust of wind blowing around him, and the force was fierce, just like the previous two times. People abruptly rolled up off the ground.

This time, I acted solemnly and conscientiously, and the power is even more different than the previous times. The fierce and evil wind resembles the substance, and it hits the ground with countless small cracks and a large amount of sand, gravel, and dust. Sweeping into the sky, spinning endlessly.

The three of Hante were in mid-air, and they only felt the horrible wind and wind around them, as if thousands of souls were wailing in their ears, disturbing people's minds; the profound yin aura permeated in the gang wind greatly reduced their skills. Can't hold the figure, whirling back and forth like a top.

Hua Bianque tried to forcibly break through the wind net, Hante also tried to approach the center of the whirlwind and give the Nether King a surprise attack, but all failed. Instead, when the wind turned more and more urgent, he cut the flesh and broke the bones. One after another, their skins and flesh spattered, scarred, sprayed into a faint blood mist around them.

"Han Te, work as planned!"

I was sitting in a sleepy city, Bai Fei’s reminder sounded in my ears, and Han Te immediately remembered that in the morning, Ai Ling talked about the guidelines for the second move. It was a meditation formula to relax the body and calm the mind. ; And the dodge style is not very complicated, at best it is to jump back quickly. The formula and the body method sounded unrelated to each other, and it was difficult to understand at the time, so it seemed that they were used at this time.

The three of them walked according to the law at the same time. The Zhen Qi didn't turn a few times, and the body moved lightly with the wind. Although the wind carried more hurriedly and turned faster, it did not cut the wind blade again. In addition, I felt calm, letting the squalls go round and round, and never hurt them anymore, completely dismantling the threat of this trick.

"It's weird, how does this girl calculate Yan Old Ghost's tricks so accurately?!"

Han Te was surprised when he planned to play again, and seeing all this solemnly, he was astonished only by him.

This move is "resentful soul-ridden", he imitated the proud trick created by the dragon martial arts in the past, and specifically used a lot of breaks to draw a large number of inferior enemies into the wind in one fell swoop, torn apart to death, it was an instant slaughter The magic of most enemies. When I first tried the trick, I used a trick to roll twelve good hands into the air and twist them into blood powder, and the martial arts of those people were not much inferior to the three of today.

But today's enemy easily solved the move, saying that it was broken and it was broken. It was like seeing the flaws in the move early in the morning, avoiding the heavy and lightening it. So calm, if it comes from the level of the old man in the mountain, it is naturally not uncommon, but the other party is just three juniors who are too small for themselves, how can they have such vision and strength.

The same was true when I recalled the first move. To know how fast the infuriating energy is running, although it seems like a coincidence, the two of Han and Bai did detect the flaw with an almost impossible chance, and they happened to be in time to change the move and successfully hit the flaw. As a result, he was so much higher than the two of them that he couldn't show his strength, and he retreated again and again, losing his spirit. If this is all a fluke, the chances are too slim.

"The tricks I use are far more subtle than they are. My internal strength is dozens of times stronger than their teamwork. In that case, why can't I get the upper hand? How can there be such a thing in the world?"

In an instant, Yan Zheng felt a sense of emptiness, as if returning to a long time ago, a battle that caused him a big defeat and a life-long resentment. The feeling at that time was like now...

Yan Zheng was not attentive, and his strength in his hands was greatly reduced. Han Te waited to see that there was a bargain to pick up, and now he began to prepare according to the third trick described by Airing. With Hua Bianque's palms against Hante's vest, Hante then stretched his palms against Bai Fei's back, and the three internal forces strung together to reach Bai Fei in an endless stream.

Bai Feiyun picked up the Wuxiang Jue, condensed the zhenqi poured into his body on the lightsaber, and got ready to shoot at one point. However, he also understood that with the strength of the Nether King's internal strength, the strength of the three of his own parties was far less than that of the three of his own. This move was head-on head-to-head, if he was sternly awakened and counterattacked, he would undoubtedly die. Is there any magic method for Airing to solve this dilemma?

The infuriating energy is condensed, and the blue and white sword pillars of the lightsaber are more dazzling. Bai Fei makes a move to "sweep the Quartet". This trick was originally an ordinary trick to connect up and down the Quartet at the same time, but now the person is in the air and Bai Fei makes a move. , Naturally revolved and increased strength, how could I think that the moment it revolved, it would be affected by the "resentful soul-ridden", the two were made up, and the one shot was out of control, the three of them swiftly swirled into a sharp cone of air in the wind, and In the center of the air cone, the tip of Bai Fei's lightsaber burst into a dazzling spark, and it fell straight down.

"Not good!"

The pressure caused by Pei Ran's air column awakened Yan Zheng swiftly, with his full palms to greet him, with his arms around him, a column of air blasted upward. Although the power is strong, it missed the opportunity. It was the father of the mind. The true energy was impure. The two air pillars collided in the air, and there was a series of muffled noises. After a stalemate, the solemn air pillar was slowly drilled away. The three of Bai Fei's momentum is like a broken bamboo, and the lightsaber has a huge energy, and it pierces Yan Zheng's chest.

(Wait, this trick is familiar, is it a golden cone shooting the sun...No, this trick is...)

The scene of the fiasco once again reappeared in front of me. The enemy hit hard and pierced his chest like today, making myself unable to defeat...

The old thing flashed in an instant, when the horrible memory reappeared, Yan Zheng was in a mess, and his true energy was even harder to condense. With a "boom", the flashing sword tip was firmly placed in the chest, and he didn't even have the strength to counterattack. , Amidst the roar of the wild roar, the pressure of the sun-shooting golden cone followed, pressing him straight into the soil, and sank straight down seven feet below the ground, without a trace.

"How could this happen? We won! We really won!"

Putting away the lightsaber, Bai Fei couldn't believe his eyes for a while. The Great Snow Mountain Nether King, who enjoys a reputation in the martial arts and is a hundred times stronger than himself, actually teamed up with the three of himself, defeated him head-on, and buried himself underground. The unimaginable result of the battle, even though I have witnessed it with my own eyes, still feels like a dream.

The reaction of the other two comrades in arms was far less intense than that of him. Hua Bianque still felt that something was wrong, and Hante lamented because of the high accuracy of Airing's prediction.

A big pit appeared on the ground, a large amount of mud and dust splashed on the side, and it was buried deeply in the ground.

The three of them felt weird and incomprehensible for the short match. They seem to understand something, but they can't clearly say, what is it?

Ailing, who was hiding behind a bush not far away, was not as relaxed as they were, but was so nervous that his palms were sweating. In his ears, Mr. Chi's words echoed back and forth.

"After cracking the second trick, the three of them, led by Bai Fei, transferred their internal force to him, used the Wuxiang tactics to master them, and then made them attack the enemy." The old man said: "The Bai family's Wuzhong Wuxiang, Hajime Created in the thirteenth-generation master Bai Zongheng, it is the only technique that can simulate the consciousness of Tianxin with the human heart. Although Wuxiang Jue is a simplified version, the effect is still there. With it, the internal strength of the three of them can be exerted to the limit. "

"With the stubborn strength of Yanzheng's second move, they can use 20% of the power of the sun-shooting golden cone. If the three of them each have more than a hundred years of cultivation, they hope to hit Yanzheng with this move. But for now , It can also stop Yanzheng for a period of time and produce the results I want."

"What is the result?"

"A chance for him to expose his flaws!" Mr. Chi said: "Neither can you kill him, then after the third move, there will be a change, and only by grasping this change can you really defeat Netherworld." The possibility of the king."

"Then what should I tell them?"

"Don't say anything, because the fourth trick, the highlight is on you."

"Me!"

Buried in the ground, Yan Zheng did not lose consciousness. On the contrary, he had recovered his combat power for the first time, but something still bothered him.

I have no reason to lose. Based on the strength of the two sides, it is impossible to lose even half a stroke. But why are you now being hit to the bottom and enduring such a big humiliation?

Internal strength, tricks, and speed are far superior, but the three juniors can continuously seize the flaws that only appear for one-thousandth of a second, and defeat themselves with near-impossible luck. This feeling seems to have happened before. .

At that time, he was a thief who crisscrossed the northwestern part of the mainland. He led thousands of his men, killed people and set fires, robbed money and looted goods. With his outstanding martial arts, he was recognized as the first three of the new generation of martial arts. When his fame was rising, he killed more than a dozen recognized senior masters in several consecutive battles. He was arrogant and invincible for a time. He felt that he was invincible in the contemporary era, and he did not put the people of the world in sight.

Finally, under the enthusiasm for fame and the uproar of his companions, he was full of confidence and went to Bailu Cave alone, ready to defeat the "Moon Sage"

Lu You, won the title of No. 1 in the martial arts world.

The battle that should have caused a sensation in the arena, but in the end it was nothing. Just because on the way up the mountain, he met a young man blocking the way. Because the other party was deliberately provocative, the two sides didn't agree with each other and started their hands.

Before the start of the fight, the seemingly gentle young man turned out to be more rampant than him, and proclaimed: "In order to avoid bullying the small by the big, I will only make one move. If I can't defeat you, I will count as a loser; And if you can let me use a bit of internal strength, I will lose!"

Without internal force, wouldn't that be an ordinary person. What kind of lethality can an ordinary person have no matter how good his tricks are?

Since his debut, he has never received such insults. He was filled with anger and vowed to use the most cruel method to make this young man regret not in the beginning.

However, no matter how he moves or changes his moves, his palm power increases from 30% to 50%, 70%, or even trying his best to shoot, the young man can always find the flaws first and take one or two steps to avoid them. . At first he thought it was just a fluke, but after one hundred and five hundred strokes, cold sweat drenched his back.

Internal strength and tricks are the two major elements of martial arts. Now that the opponent has no internal strength, nor does he use any extremely clever and rapid body skills, why can't he win?

Under the pressure of panic and horror, he was uneasy, unable to make a move, and a stern shout was delivered to his ears in good time.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, I think you are not easy to cultivate. I will save your life today. If you do evil again, you will take your life next time you meet!"

Accompanied by this speech, a sword finger accurately pierced the key point on his chest. There was no internal power on the finger, this was the reason he could survive, but the mysterious power contained in the sword art made him spurt blood and fainted to the ground. After waking up, he found that most of the strength of years of penance had been lost. If it weren't for his firm will, he almost committed suicide on the spot.

After that, he lost interest in fighting for fame, disbanded his subordinates, took martial arts training as his lifelong goal, and devoted himself to the Daxue Mountain, hoping to break through to a higher level under the guidance of the old man in the mountain. It was also identified by the old man in the mountain. He knew that the scar on his chest was caused by a martial arts called "Hoshino Tianhe Sword". The one who shot it was the first person in the three sages whose whereabouts have been unknown for many years. Star Sage Kadar.

Being defeated by this man, there is no regret, because from the battle with Kadar, he has learned a lot, which will make him a breakthrough in martial arts in the future. He will stand out in the snowy mountains and be appreciated by the old man in the mountains. Heavy weight.

However, it seems that it was also because of that hidden injury. Since the fight five hundred years ago, his power has stagnated, and he can no longer enter the realm that every warrior dreams of, the power of heaven. Although he usually doesn't talk about it, it is indeed the biggest regret in his heart.

This extremely painful feeling has actually reappeared today, as if he felt a sharp pain in his chest again. And this time, it was not the three sages who made him feel humiliated and painful, but only three little flies-like junior boys!

If it spreads out, how will Daxueshan's face remain? What face do you have to face the teachers and students of the school?

The shame was swayed in Yan Zheng's heart like a whip. The excitement that was rare for hundreds of years caused his blood to rotate rapidly throughout his body, and the cold and cold internal force couldn't help swelling out. Unknowingly, his huge internal force for nearly a thousand years has been running around in his body uncontrollably, absorbing all the ghosts and resentments in the surroundings for several miles, and when this internal force burst into his brain, he made a loud noise. Roar.

The three people on the ground didn't make up their minds for a while. Suddenly, there was a violent shock at their feet, and the land within a radius of ten feet shook up and down like a wave.

"Not good! Back off everyone!"

Don't need Bai Fei to scream, the remaining two also know that the situation has changed, but the surrounding land has changed, and they want to retreat.

"Above!"

Bai Fei greeted his companions and leaped back together. Unexpectedly, the ground burst suddenly and caught up with the target. They were in mid-air and had nowhere to move. They had to bite the bullet and take it vigorously. After a series of loud noises, the three of them slammed down. The turbulence of their internal energy made the two of Han and Bai surging with energy and blood, just like a mouthful. Squirting.

"So amazing! Is this the strength of the Nether King?"

Just like the frustration during the first fight, Hante once again felt the insurmountable wall of strength. He knelt on one knee and couldn't stand up for a while. At this time, Hante caught a glimpse of Qingying standing in front of Bai Fei, with the aura that radiated from his body, and the sharp light flashing in his eyes, telling others that he was very angry!

"Little Bai, get out of the way!"

Knowing that his friend is also under the impact of strength, it is difficult to move, Hante still shouted anxiously, and at the same time stood up desperately and rushed towards King Nether. Hua Bianque on one side also knew that her lips were dead and her teeth were cold. She suffered a minor blow, and after a short breath, she immediately attacked Yan Zheng's back.

Yan Zheng gave a cold snort, shook his arms, and attacked the three of them at the same time. But seeing thousands of resentful souls bursting out of the ground, mixed with a huge guilty energy, they shot at the three of them.

Han Te slashed out with his sword; Hua Bianque took a deep breath and swung his claw away. Both of them were shocked all over, they flew backwards, and Bai Fei also had the same fate, and was blown off the ground by this blow.

"No, this is not his original strength!"

Although his skill is far from it, Hua Bianque, who is familiar with Daxueshan martial arts, has carefully estimated the level of martial arts. Although it is powerful, he cannot defeat three people in a row. She felt that this elder, who had already entered a period of stagnation, seemed to be stimulated in some way, and the martial arts were once again strengthened.

The three of them were blasted away in a flash, and Yan Zheng jumped up, punched his arm, and chased Bai Fei directly. The latter was still unable to recover from the two heavy hits from Shicai, how could he resist it? He broke the body protection qi to this fist, smashed several ribs, and hundreds of ghosts smashed into the body to eat the flesh, blood spurted wildly, and flew far away.

"Little White!"

A close friend was in danger, and Han Te was so shocked that his heart leaped out of his mouth. In his desperation, he forgot about his life and death. He strode up and rushed to Yan Zheng's side at high speed, slashing with all his strength.

Frowning slightly, he has serious doubts about this young man. When he played against him last time, he was clearly hit by himself, and he was able to make a desperate blow. This shows that the fighting spirit is amazing. Therefore, this time, it is best to get rid of the brains first. After the trickiest Bai Fei, he was about to slaughter this kid with extraordinary potential.

Hua Bianque, who slammed his left hand, cleverly retreated, and rushed forward. He sternly poured most of his internal force into his right hand, slammed out, and first caught Han Te's sword with a grasping hand, only to hear " When the sound was fragile, the Excalibur cut off his two finger nails, but he immediately turned his palms into claws. Before Hante came back to his senses, the five sharp, sharp fingers had torn his abdominal muscles and inserted them. In the belly, blood splattered everywhere.

Bai Fei flew up and down, feeling that his friend was in danger, and tried to stabilize his figure and return to the battlefield, but at this moment, not only was the body seriously injured, those who entered the body were better than the most violent poison, forced Instead of being able to settle down, he gradually blurred his consciousness.

Suddenly, the body was resisted by something, not against a tree or a rock wall. It seemed to be hugged by people, but it was unable to offset the swift flight, and he fell back and fell. inverted.

However, it’s strange to say that from the moment the back was pressed, the ghost in the body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and screamed and retreated. After a few strokes, it became clean. Bai Fei cleared his mind and took it immediately. Zhuang stabilized his body, and then found someone behind him.

"Love Ling?!"

Since the start of the battle, it can be said that there has been constant surprises. Like this moment, Bai Fei can’t figure out how, why can’t the martial arts’s Ailing be able to take him down? This includes the aftermath of Nether King’s blow. If it is not handled well, the meridians of the two are both severed.

But seeing the girl's eyes full of confusion, he knew that the question could not be asked, but he knew that the battlefield was full of dangers, so he was anxious to restore his combat power and share the burden of his comrades. However, the ethereal body is not omnipotent in the end, and Bai Fei knows that he can't act unless he is resting for three moments, let alone fighting again.

I was in a hurry, and there was a sudden pain in his back. I saw Ai Ling took seven needles in his hand and inserted them into his back one by one.

"Brother Bai Fei, bear with me, it will be fine soon."

Before the third needle was inserted, Bai Fei knew that Airing used a certain kind of stimulating acupuncture method that had only been heard. It was a technique passed down in the Reins Research Institute. I heard that it was in Kyushu. When the battle was fierce, the soldiers on both sides suffered heavy injuries. Someone invented some special techniques that could temporarily suppress the injuries in a short period of time and increase their skills, but the cost afterwards was not light. These things were also lost at the end of the war. Why were they used from this girl?

Ailing’s needle technique has a magical effect. Although the recognition position is a bit misaligned, Bai Fei’s body swells up like an inflatable body with every needle puncture, his muscles bulge, his body is several times stronger, and he is not fierce. Lun, and the effect of the etheric body was increased, the bones rattled in a wrong way, and the broken ribs were renewed on their own. After the seven acupuncture needles, Bai Fei opened his eyes, and the bursting sound shook the trees like a thunderbolt, and rushed back to the battlefield like a gust of wind.

One claw broke through Hante's abdominal cavity, frowning solemnly, feeling hindered by some kind of strength, unable to deeply cut him in the middle.

After such a delay, Han Te had already reluctantly issued another sword and slashed at the front door at close range. At the same time, the sound of the wind rang behind his ears, and Hua Bianque attacked again.

"Juniors, are you looking for death?"

Yan Zheng waved his arms vigorously and threw Han Te with his sword in his right hand and threw it far away; his left hand first stalemate with Hua Bianque’s icy claws for a while, and then his right hand blasted back with 70% of the striking power. Zhonghua Bianque shouldered her and knocked her out.

I was about to take advantage of the victory, and there was a scream from the rear. When I turned around, I was already fighting with Bai Fei who was rushing. He didn't take two moves, and was very surprised. This junior only blasted himself back for a while. Why? The skill has soared, and it can be compared with his own two tricks in a row. But after the five moves, he found that Bai Fei's skill was rapidly declining, and his physique also shrank back.

"Huh! It turned out to be a side door!"

Discovering the fact that the opponent's skill has skyrocketed, Yan Zheng no longer has any scruples, and with several heavy punches in a row, he smashes the enemy's defensive moves, desperately receiving a blow from Bai Fei, to kill him with one punch.

Bai Fei's heart turned sharply, but instead of attacking, he rose up with only his skills, wrapped around the Nether King's arms with all his strength, and moved the direction of the heavy fist to his right chest.

A series of bones exploded, and the entire row of ribs on Bai Fei's right chest was broken, but he also locked the Nether King's arms, making it too late to withdraw.

"What are you doing?"

"Hey! We are not as good as you in martial arts, but there are more people than you. Moreover, whether it is you or me, there is only one fate!"

The headless speech made Yan Zheng understand, but he was already a step slower, Hua Bianque once again condensed the ice soul claws, and hit his chest firmly. Yan Zheng couldn't dodge or stand in the way, so he had to fight hard with his body protection, and the three of them stood in a stalemate for a while.

"Hey! How can I do without me in this kind of scene, old ghost, the last of three is coming!"

The vitality is surprisingly strong. It is obvious that the blood is flowing in the belly. Hante can stand up and jump up. He turns a few times in the air, and the sword in his hand flashes into a ball to practice snow light. Three, and then three into one, flutteringly cut down on Yan Zheng's head.

"Three Heavens Sword Slash!!"

Just as the official Fentian was surprised last time, Bai Fei and Hua Bianque exclaimed in unison for this fabulous miraculous trick.

If this sword is slashed, will the Nether King of Daxue Mountain be in a different place? The answer is incomprehensible, because when Han Te swiped his arm, the internal force that was barely transported finally collapsed, causing the sword to lose its head. Moreover, Hua Bianque slightly let go of his hand, allowing the old elders to dodge. Surplus.

With a bang, Han Te slashed the Nether King's shoulder with a blast of blood, which made people understand that as long as his hands were strong, the sword would take off his sole arm. The Nether King roared loudly, vigorously shook the three people away, stamped their feet, the ground cracked, and sank straight to the ground without a trace.

"Hey! Is it over?"

"Well! Even King Nether, he is still afraid of King Yama. He is also seriously injured this time. He has to find a place to adjust his breath. We have to rely on this time."

Lying down on the ground, Bai Fei smiled bitterly at Hante, feeling the same fluke for his escape.

"Not yet!" Hua Bianque stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Of course this is normal, but I feel that his ferocity has been inspired by us, so he dived underground instead of healing. Instead, he used the secret method of Daxue Mountain to forcibly suppress all injuries. After a quarter of an hour at the latest, he will come out and kill us."

"Okay! Don't do it, don't stop, Xiaobai, let's start to be strong, and get rid of the old man first!"

"It's easy to say, Nether King will burrow into the ground, will you too? Uh... burying your head in the sand does not count!"

"Then what should we do? Shall we kill the neck? I don't like it."

"Why do you have a broken stomach and so many words, I'm almost out of breath. If you still have the strength, please help me up, let's run away happily together!"

This is the best decision taken for granted, and at this time, in front of the three of them, a figure of a girl pushing a trolley appeared.