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- "Bang bang!" Two slender palms landed on his chest.
"Pfft!" A bloody arrow spurted out.
These two palms were the combined blows of Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue, and their power was the most astonishing.
Sure enough, the sword energy of his body protection was broken.
The two women slapped him again, and before he had time to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, they slapped him on the back again.
"Bang bang!"
He staggered but didn't spurt blood. These two palms could no longer break his sword energy.
Fakong was about to use the fixed body spell, but stopped, the situation at the scene.
Gu Xinxian's injuries were added to each other, and coupled with the fact that she could not borrow the power of the Benlei Sword, her movement was too slow.
He looked clumsy and stiff in front of the two women.
They turn and change flexibly, abruptly and unpredictablely, and suddenly change direction when they think they can no longer change direction.
Gu Xinxian felt passive everywhere, her arms and legs tied up, and she was so depressed that she wanted to yell.
He has a tenacious will, even though he is so depressed and at a disadvantage, he still fights with all his strength.
If the sword is not fast enough, then use subtlety to win.
Keben Lei Shenjian's swordsmanship originally wins with speed, but speed does not break.
Speaking of subtlety, in front of the two women, it's like playing tricks.
Their palm techniques are exquisite, and coupled with their exquisite and unparalleled body skills, Gu Xinxian's sword skills and body skills are even more crude and clumsy.
"Bang bang bang bang" The muffled sound continued.
Gu Xinxian stumbled and received more than 30 palms, his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
These thirty-six palms failed to break his protective sword energy, but he found something bad.
These palm forces are very strange, after entering his body, they neither spread nor were they dispelled by the sword energy.
Instead, it began to gather, become condensed and pure, and began to affect the body, hindering the movement of the sword energy from the inside.
With another thirty or so palms, I am afraid that these palms will become powerful.
At that time, if the sword energy of the bodyguard is blocked, it must be broken.
Thinking of this, his eyes shot cold light, and he said with a sneer: "You all want to court death!"
Ning Zhenzhen is neither angry nor angry, as indifferent as snow: "Do you really think there is no one in Mingyue Temple?!"
"If it wasn't for this stinky monk to help you, would you have been spared?" Gu Xinxian sneered and said, "Monk and nun, hey, they are really colluding!"
Ning Zhenzhen said indifferently: "That's all you have, just show off your tongue."
His words were harsh and vicious, but they couldn't shake the hearts of Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue.
Traveling through the martial arts world, fighting to the death, in order to fight for a chance of survival, no matter how ugly the opponent is, it is just to distract them.
If the disciples of Mingyue Temple didn't have this anti-interference ability, they would have died long ago, and the practice of Mingyue Temple's mentality would have been in vain.
Gu Xinxian suddenly smiled strangely: "Do you feel weak in your body?"
Ning Zhenzhen said: "It's useless to talk, just die."
"Do you feel a little bit?" Gu Xinxian smiled all over his face: "My poison is a strange poison in the world, nameless, colorless and tasteless, and it is formed by the fusion of three non-toxic substances."
Not far away, Fakong suddenly shook, frowned and said, "What poison!?"
He slowly sat down cross-legged, his face pale.
With hands in mudra, he is trying his best to fight against the poison of his body.
The two women returned quickly and came to his side to protect him.
"Haha" Gu Xinxian leaned on her sword and laughed loudly, gnashing her teeth: "Smelly monk, retribution!"
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
A dozen more palms will be troublesome.
My nameless and strange poison has once again made a contribution!
Finally, I can breathe a sigh of relief and give myself time to resolve these palm forces.
Since stepping into the second rank, I haven't used this poison again. I almost forgot its existence. I didn't expect to use it one day.
Fakong shook his head: "As a Grandmaster of the Shenyuan Realm, I really admire him for using poison!"
Gu Xinxian sneered: "You think this is a place I chose at random? Haha"
He laughed triumphantly.
? While trying to run the sword energy, destroy the palm power in a very domineering way, and delay the time by laughing and talking.
At the same time, he was accumulating the power of the Benlei Excalibur, preparing for a fatal blow.
As long as you kill this smelly monk, you will have no worries and can escape at any time.
Now that the smelly monk is poisoned, it just saves his strength, and this unknown and strange poison is his lucky star.
Ning Zhenzhen frowned slightly: "Do you really think we are poisoned? Ridiculous!""Bang bang bang bang" Lianxue took the opportunity to hit him with several palms.
Gu Xinxian's face changed slightly.
He felt the change of the fixing spell.
The more vast and powerful force imprisoned him, he could not move, and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free.
If it is the previous fixing spell, you can break free with a few struggles, just like breaking the rope tied to your body.
But this time, the rope became thicker and stronger, and he couldn't break free, and only managed to break free when he struggled for the eighth time.
During this period, more than a dozen palms had already hit him.
A smile appeared on Fakong's pale face.
He also felt the difference of the fixing spell, which can mobilize more vigorous power.
This feeling of being able to mobilize huge power with one word is too wonderful.
He imagined how wonderful it would be if one day he could stop the movement of time and space with a single word.
"Ah¡ª!" Gu Xinxian roared angrily.
The Benlei Excalibur, which had been gloomy all this time, suddenly lit up with purple light.
His speed suddenly increased ten times, and when Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue had just reacted, he was in front of Fashen in an instant.
Fakong turned sideways slightly, avoiding the vital points on his chest, and at the same time slapped a weak palm.
This looks like the unyielding and stubbornness on the verge of death. Even if he is killed, he will be hit with the palm of his hand.
Gu Xinxian didn't care about his right palm, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he could already see Fakong being stabbed to death by a sword.
Fakong patted his throat with his right palm, but he didn't pay attention, and there was no warning sign in his heart.
Relying on his own body-protecting sword energy, not to mention the throat, even the pupils are not afraid.
"Huh!" Ning Zhenzhen accelerated suddenly, flashed like a ghost, and instantly arrived in front of Fakong, and slapped the Benlei sword with his jade palm.
"Hey!" A small sword suddenly appeared in Fakong's right palm, and it gently slashed across Gu Xinxian's throat.
Gu Xinxian's head soared into the sky, and her body was carried forward by the Ben Lei Shenjian.
Ning Zhenzhen slapped the Flying Thunder God Sword with his right palm, and slapped him flying with his left palm.
"Definitely!" Fakong spat out a word.
The right palm is already empty.
Gu Xinxian's body and head were fixed in the air, only the Ben Lei Shenjian shot ten feet away and plunged into the stone wall. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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