Chapter 119: A Gathering in the East of the City
After dealing with these things, he returned to the main hall of Ling.
I was able to kill the tortoise Ying by leaping the ranks, mainly because the murderous aura condensed by the Xuan Ming Killing Dao restrained the Xuan Ying Law, plus the mutual cooperation of the Five Yin Demon Technique and the Xuan Ming Soul Destroying Killing.
The light of the god of war can be superimposed on the Xuanming Sword Kill, but it cannot be superimposed on the Xuanying Soul Exterminator, which should be related to the essence of the two.
Casting the Light of the God of War requires the consumption of mental power, and the Xuan Ming Soul Slayer Kill also requires the consumption of spiritual power, and within the same range of spiritual power, the stacking should be invalid.
For example, the total value of mental power is one hundred, but the light of the god of war cannot increase one hundred to two hundred, so it is invalid.
The Five Yin Demon Technique and the Xuan Ming Soul Exterminating Kill are both spiritual attacks, and in the face of a strong person whose spiritual power is lower than his, he can naturally be effectively restrained, and if he faces a strong person like Sui Ming, he still has no chance of winning.
When I fought against the three of them, I had some inspiration in my heart, so I just took advantage of this time to study it well.
Although the combined attack of these three people is good, it is not comparable to the fusion martial arts after all.
The Cone Shadow Thorn has indeed improved the single combat ability of the Xuan Yin Guard, but it has no chance of winning against the strong, and the last time he swept three thousand was an example.
Xuan Yinwei is a group of ten people, and the tacit understanding between them should be good, and it stands to reason that they can cast ten cone shadow thorns.
Then let the three groups of people practice the combined attack technique, and finally practice the Xuan Ying Phantom Cone Thorn, if you can practice it, this power is definitely not small.
As soon as he thought about this, he walked out of the main hall and summoned the remaining ninety Xuan Yin Guards.
After a series of explanations, the ninety Xuanyin guards were divided into nine groups and began to practice.
After about ten days, these people had achieved a little success in their cultivation, and they were barely able to cast the Ten Cone Shadow Thorns.
At this time, the doorman came to report.
"Your Excellency, someone has just delivered a letter in. The doorman presented a small black pipe.
took the small black tube, which was engraved: Mubei people personally opened.
Unfold the leather scroll, which reads: Mubei, gather thirty miles east of the city.
Signed: cold-hearted.
What does this cold heart want to do?
Forget it, the soldiers will cover the water and cover the earth, just in time to find out the secrets on her.
After some explanation, he rode the beast out of the city alone.
There was no rain in the Underworld, only gray mist, and even the wind was rare.
It's been nearly four months since I came to the Xuan Netherworld, and although my body has adapted to the environment here, I still feel a little depressed in my heart.
It's really not used to a day when there is no sunshine.
The journey was unhurried, and it took almost an hour to reach thirty miles east of the city.
From afar, I saw nearly 1,000 people practicing, shouting and shaking the sky.
When I came closer, I saw a cold-hearted black cloth covering his face sitting on top of the riding beast, wearing a black armor, but he had a sassy atmosphere.
At this time, there were two handsome young men beside her.
When Leng Xin saw the person coming, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Mu Bei, why are you only here now?!"
"The Xuanyin Department is busy, so it's normal to be late. Han Mengrong didn't care and smiled slightly.
"Isn't the Xuan Yin Department just some sneaky things, what's the busy business?"
At this time, the man next to Leng Xin was the first to sneer, with disdain on his face.
"Who are you?" Han Mengrong's face suddenly turned cold.
"Xuan** Deputy Commander, you are ambiguous!"
He took a step forward and tilted his head slightly.
Maybe he thought he was very angry, but Han Mengrong felt that he was very unbeatable like this.
It's also a little strange in my heart, this person shouldn't be an idiot.
glanced at Leng Xin, and saw that she didn't say a word, and there seemed to be a smile in her eyes.
"It turned out to be Lord Yan, I suddenly had a question, I wanted to know the answer, I hope Lord Yan can help me answer it. Han Mengrong had an evil smile on his face.
"Let's talk about it, whether you answer or not depends on the mood of Lord Ben. ”
"This question is actually quite simple, I just want to know, is it your hard head or my fist!"
Han Mengrong said a word, and suddenly threw a punch!
"Xuan Ming Kill!"
The chilling murderous aura instantly swept away, and the iron fist went head-on!
Yan Yu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly resisted with all his might!
"Xuan Yin Yin Brake Palm!"
A huge gray palm appeared directly, with four gray silk threads wrapped around it, and an extreme coldness floated in the air.
The iron fist smashed on the giant palm with a loud bang!
The giant palm shattered, but the iron fist was castrated, smashing towards the door of the ambiguous face.
His face changed greatly, the gray mist rose all over his body, the sigils shone, and his hands blocked.
Bang! The riding beast was smashed straight into meat sauce.
He was three feet on the ground, covered in blood, his hair was scattered, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
It's as embarrassing as it gets.
"I didn't expect Lord Yan's head to be quite hard, and the Lord of this order also admired it very much. ”
I only heard that Mu Bei's potential is amazing, but I didn't expect that his strength would be so terrifying.
"You... Poof!"
Yan Yu was already surging with blood, but now when he heard these words again, he was so angry that he spurted blood directly.
Han Mengrong shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, looking helpless.
"It's really none of my business, he vomited blood himself. ”
When Leng Xin heard this, he couldn't help but giggle.
Another man couldn't help but be furious when he saw Leng Xinjiao smiling again and again: "Mubei, you dare to sneak attack, I'll meet you for a while." ”
"Who are you?" Han Mengrong asked lightly.
"Xuanluo Department, Mo Cheng!" Mo Cheng's eyes widened, and his face was angry.
"You are not the opponent of the Lord of this order, you let it, don't get in the way. Han Mengrong waved his whip and pointed at Mo Cheng, looking very impatient.
"You... It's too much of a deception!
Mo Cheng was almost about to vomit blood, and flew up directly!
"Xuan Ming Flying Palm!"
As soon as this palm is struck, it makes people feel dizzy, and it feels like there are huge palms attacking all around.
Unexpectedly, this Mo Cheng has some strength.
Han Mengrong's eyes were as cold as lightning, and his murderous aura burst out, directly dispelling all discomfort.
I saw a giant palm coming towards me, with five gray silk threads wrapped around it.
"Xuan Ming Killing Sword Strike!"
With a sudden slash, a giant sword slashed towards the giant palm!
The giant sword cut the silk thread in an instant, and after the sound of the giant palm, it cut the giant palm in half, and the remaining strength was chopped down!
Mo Cheng shouted loudly and blocked with both fists.
Clang!
Hey, there was a sound of gold and iron colliding.
I saw Mo Cheng's figure flying back, with a pair of black fists on his fists.
It's really interesting, and this Mo Cheng also has some skills.
The corners of Han Mengrong's mouth curled slightly, and he rose into the air.
The figure flickered, but it was the Xuanyin Department's stunt: stealth.
As soon as Mo Cheng landed, he saw a figure rushing towards him.
"Xuan Ming Kill!"
Han Mengrong directly swung his fist and smashed it at Mo Cheng!
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, the fist hit the flesh and exploded!
Han Mengrong laughed and attacked again and again.
This battle was very enjoyable, hand-to-hand combat, and I regained the feeling of blood boiling.
Han Mengrong was happy, but Mo Cheng was in pain.
I saw that Mo Cheng's handsome face was blue and purple, and the corners of his eyebrows were broken and full of blood, swollen like a pig's head.
"Stop, stop fighting, I'll throw in the towel. ”
Mo Cheng finally couldn't help but beg for mercy.
"Haha! It's really cool! Mo Cheng will personally go to you next time to discuss with you. Han Mengrong smiled wickedly.
"Don't, don't look for me. ”
Mo Cheng was beaten into a pig's head, and he didn't have the face to stay at all, so he turned around and ran without looking back.
Leng Xin saw Mo Cheng like this, first he was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing.