Chapter 947 is over!

There is a saying that interlacing is like separating mountains.

The coach's acupuncture is a mess, although he knows the distribution of those acupuncture points, it doesn't mean that he can accurately pierce the silver needles into it.

With a slight sigh, Mu Cai reached out and pressed the coach's hand and said, "I'll come." ”

"Do you know Chinese medicine?" The coach frowned and asked, the reason why he had this expression was because he had a deep needle, and there was a strong stinging pain.

"Learned a little."

Mu Cai nodded and said, "But I can only do ordinary acupuncture, and I don't know anything else." ”

The coach was ecstatic, and he didn't care what level Mu Cai said he had learned, if he was allowed to stick it again, with his half-baked level, he was really worried about whether he would prick himself up.

After changing Mu Cai's hands, the stinging pain disappeared obviously.

Soon, all the acupoints had been pierced, and Mu Cai asked a little at a loss: "What about the next thing, did Tang Yue explain it to you?" ”

"Well, I don't know."

The coach also made a big red face, he was now pierced like a cactus, how funny it looked.

Coincidentally, the coach and Mu Cai both looked at Tang Yue.

At this time, Tang Yue had been defeated by the sword, although Tang Yue had achieved the soul level, but the strength of the two people was still not on the same level, if it weren't for the powerful Great Thunder Sound Fist, Tang Yue might have been defeated.

Clang.

The palm of the sword pierced straight away, as if it was no longer a palm, but transformed into a sharp and terrifying sword.

Compared to the previous attack, this move of the sword was obviously much more ferocious.

Tang Yue tried his best, but he could only move to the side before the sword pierced his face.

Poof.

The sword brushed against Tang Yue's face, bringing up a bloody light.

"Tang Yue."

When Mu Cai saw this scene, her heart was lifted, and she was about to rush out subconsciously, but unfortunately she was dragged by the quick-eyed coach.

At the same time, a figure rushed out of the crowd and blocked in front of Tang Yue.

It was the number one who was injured.

No. 1 was covered in blood, just like the killing god in those horror movies, but his appearance made Mu Cai's heart settle down again.

"You go back, I'll deal with him!"

No. 1 tilted his head slightly, and there was a dissatisfaction in his tone, as if Tang Yue had robbed him of his prey.

Tang Yue didn't have the heart to compete with him, he already had his own plans, he said a word of caution, and quickly retreated, in the face of the terrible sword, he didn't dare to leave his back to the sword, so he could only retreat directly behind the sword.

Who knows how long No. 1 can resist, if it is just an instant, then Tang Yue's departure will be reversed into self-destruction.

The sword didn't seem to take No. 1 in his eyes, and planned to rush past him, rushing directly towards Tang Yue, only to hear No. 1 roaring, and he actually used the most primitive trick.

Strike.

Number One used his body as a weapon and slammed it into the sword's chest.

It was like being hit by a flying meteorite, although the sword was not injured, it was knocked down, and at this time Tang Yue had already returned to the coach's side, and he had lost the best opportunity to pursue Tang Yue.

Jian Deng was furious: "Damn it! ”

After that, turn the palm into a sword again, and take the heart of No. 1, if this sword is successful, No. 1 will be completely out of play.

To the surprise of the sword, No. 1's combat experience far surpassed that of Zhiming and Chunjiao, plus he was now like crazy, he didn't care about life and death at all, but he invisibly increased his strength, and after a few rounds of wrestling with the sword, the sword failed to kill him.

"One, hold on a little longer."

Watching their battle, Tang Yue muttered.

In the next second, Tang Yue turned to look at the coach: "There are still a few silver needles, I forgot which acupoint I just mentioned." ”

But the coach didn't have the heart to complain, shook the empty needle bag, and said, "None of them are gone, Tang Yue, what are you going to do?" ”

"Cure you, and restore you to the strength of your heyday."

After listening to Tang Yue's words, the coach's reaction was not joy, not surprise, but a few seconds of sluggishness.

To be able to do his position, that heart has already been tempered thousands of times, but at this time, there was a few seconds of sluggishness, which shows what special meaning the three words of curing him are.

Mu Cai on the side was also stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Is this the use of these silver needles?" ”

"They're just the first step."

Tang Yue didn't have time to explain too much to the two of them, and before starting the treatment, he couldn't help but glance at No. 1, and then took a deep breath, at this time he needed complete calm.

Mu Cai also saw that Tang Yue didn't want to be disturbed, so he took out a dagger out of nowhere, held it in his hand, and ordered all the martial artists who still had combat power: "Swear to protect the coach and Tang Yue to the death!" ”

"Defend to the death!"

The warriors shouted in unison, and the momentum was really incomparably majestic.

At this time, Tang Yue's hand had already pressed on the silver needle on Guan Yuan's acupoint, twisting it gently, and a steady stream of internal qi was introduced into it.

Next, all the way down, Xia Yansheng Yang Needle, Autumn Cool Yang Needle, Winter Cold Yang Needle, these other three acupuncture techniques are also used in different acupoints, each playing its own role.

In half a minute, Tang Yue's hand went over all the silver needles.

The coach was overjoyed: "It's over?" ”

"Not yet."

Tang Yue exhaled, pointed his fingers as a needle, and used the means of qi needles, on those meridians that were not covered by silver needles, he frequently clicked, and all the needle skills he had learned in his life were mixed in.

To repair the coach's damaged meridians in a short period of time, Tang Yue had to take a gamble.

Another half a minute passed, and when Tang Yue stopped, his two fingers were already trembling slightly, obviously using a detachment.

"It's over?" The coach asked again, and by this time No. 1 was already showing obvious fatigue, and he couldn't hold out for long.

“… Not yet. ”

Tang Yue had consumed too much internal qi and wildness, and his rock-firm state of mind trembled instantly, coupled with the coach's urgent inquiry, he suddenly became a little impatient, "Can you shut up, I just want to be quiet... Don't and ask me who Jingjing is! ”

The coach was petrified.

It's such a critical juncture, you can still make jokes, it's really... It's funny to the bones.

Of course, the coach didn't dare to say this, the only thing he could rely on in the audience was Tang Yue, how dare he offend Tang Yue!

It's just, number one he...

Thinking of this, the coach couldn't help but shift his gaze to the fierce battle.

At this time, No. 1 had completely lost his strength, and his only trick was to hold the sword's waist and press it to the ground, hoping to help Tang Yue delay time in this way.

"Let go of me!"

The sword also moved the real fire, and he slashed down one palm after another, and his palm sword was incomparably sharp, and soon slashed the back of No. 1 to pieces, and even exposed the white bones of Sensen, which was indescribably hideous and bloody.

A swift carp stiffened, and the sword finally stood up, but No. 1 was still hanging on his body, and although the man was already unconscious, his hands and feet did not relax.

Disgusted, he pushed No. 1 away, and the sword sneered: "There are really more and more clowns who don't know the height of the sky these days." ”

Immediately, Jian's gaze fell on the coach who was being treated, and Jian seemed to think of something, and his complexion changed for a while, but between each change, he could see an obvious sense of crisis.

"It was a bad decision to spare your life in the first place." Jian shook his head and quickly regained his composure, he said this to Tang Yue.

Then the sword disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had already rushed into the group of warriors who were protecting the instructor, just like harvesting wheat, and a pair of palm swords were wielding like divine weapons, even if those warriors had weapons on their bodies, they could not stop the footsteps of the sword.

In the interval of breathing, the sword had already hit Mu Cai's face.

With Mu Cai's strength, I'm afraid she won't even be able to catch a single move of the sword, she is also very self-aware, she didn't choose a cold weapon that focuses on strength, but pulled out a desert eagle from her waist and fired a few shots in the direction of the sword.

Bang bang!

After the shuttle was finished, Mu Cai did succeed in delaying the time, but it did not bring any damage to the sword.

No matter how close the distance is, the sword can also pass Guò's judgment of Mu Cai's aiming direction, and use super speed to avoid bullets, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was like a devil: "Die!" ”

Mu Cai closed her eyes nervously.

Rumble.

There was a loud bang.

The voice shocked Mu Cai's heart, and he quickly opened his eyes again, and immediately stood on the spot.

Where is the sword still in front of him, but it is being fiercely beaten by a figure, and if you look closely, that person is actually the king of the first echelon, Overlord.

The movement inside the lighthouse had already alarmed the people outside, and Dekker, who had a keen sense of smell, quickly sensed that something was wrong and made the decision to climb the tower.

As soon as strikes, he is his invincible killer move, eighteen cannons, and every punch is infused with his chosen power, which can turn his arm into a clockwork special ability.

It's a pity that outsiders think it's an invincible boxing technique, and in front of the sword, it's like scratching the itch.

After the eighteen consecutive cannons were fired, the sword was only beaten with a little internal blood.

"Near-soul level martial artists, dare to come to me for trouble?"

The sword stared at Dake playfully, he didn't even use his sword, and kicked it up, which actually caused Dake's face to sink, and when he got up, there was no human appearance at all.

It was at this time that a faint voice came from inside the level.

"It's over."

The voice came out of Tang Yue, but it sounded exhausting, as if it had been done more than a dozen times in one night, although it was a little rough, but it was indeed that feeling.

Everyone's eyes focused on Tang Yue, especially Mu Cai and the coach, both of whom were ecstatic and in disbelief.

Before, they felt that Tang Yue's treatment time was too long, but now they felt that it was too short.

Is the coach really recovered?

"Rest as much as you want, I'll take care of the rest." The coach patted Tang Yue's shoulder, with a domineering look on his face.

Seeing this scene, the sword's body trembled involuntarily.

Smack.

The sword finally untied the long box behind his back, and yes, he had fought with the long box on his back in the previous battles.

The inside of the long box was empty, but the sword fumbled inside for a moment, and a dark compartment popped out inside.

In the dark grid, there is a stone sword with a simple shape.

"You won't have a chance to use that weapon!"

The coach let out a cruel word, and his body moved with it, like a small moving mountain, crushing in the direction of the sword.

He may have been too excited, but he didn't even hear Tang Yue's "don't".

Mu Cai hugged Tang Yue's body and asked a little strangely: "Isn't your treatment over, why don't you want your father to go?" ”

"It's not over, there's still one last step left."

Tang Yue had a bitter face, indescribably depressed, "I just said it before I finished it soon, I wanted to attract everyone's attention and get a little applause or something... Don't talk about this, there is still a needle on the coach's Jizhong acupoint that has not come out, otherwise, it will not be considered the end of treatment. ”

"Then you mean, my father is now..."The words moth to the fire couldn't be said after all, Mu Cai's face was worried, and he looked in the direction where the coach was rushing

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