Chapter 138: The Angry Taoist Heir
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The first encounter on Yunmeng Daze made Liu Xi almost want to be buried in the blue waves; Xiaozhulin's fierce killing machine is to kill people and break their souls.
How could Liu Xi forget these things wandering in the ghost gate?
The mysterious person who took his life several times turned out to be a young man in Jialing City who competed with him at the Lantern Festival!
Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, face like jade, is still a talent, jade trees in the wind, there is a bit of the wind and flow of the dragon and phoenix among people.
Obviously Han Chinese, why did they mix with the Huns?
No matter how many doubts he had in his heart, Liu Xi didn't dare to think too much, his chest was rolling, the blow just now caused him to suffer internal injuries, but fortunately, with the help of auxiliary skills, he barely stabilized the disordered aura.
Turning his head to look at Lin Yi not far away, he saw that he struggled to get up, the black cloth covering his face fell somewhere, and the corners of his mouth were bloodstains that had not been erased.
The figure was a little shaky, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"I really didn't expect that you would even know how to practice medicine."
Zhang Shaolu naturally didn't know that Liu Xi had recognized him as the murderer of Li Mengxiao and others several times before, and took a few steps forward, his thin lips slightly curved, revealing a playful smile.
It seems that Liu Xi and the others are the prey of the palm of their hands.
Quickly running the aura around his body, fighting against the momentum released by Zhang Shaolu, Liu Xi endured the pain and came to Lin Yi's side, "Brother Mengjue, are you okay?" ”
Putting away the fish and dragon whip that was supporting his body, Lin Yi spit out a mouthful of blood, opened his mouth and patted it on the gourd on his waist with a smile, "How many pots can I drink." ”
Although Lin Yi was joking, Liu Xi still noticed the disorder of his breath, and he also had this open-minded temperament, otherwise how could he say such a joking thing when the enemy was seriously injured and difficult to escape.
"Interesting."
Stretching out his index finger, which was as slender as the girl's family, Zhang Shaolu pointed at Liu Xi and Lin Yi, "When death is imminent, there is still idle time in the poor mouth, which makes this seat a little surprised." ”
After Zhang Shaolu's slightly contemptuous voice, it was the angry voice of the Xiongnu king Nuhar, "Kill them!" ”
As if he didn't like the words of this order, Zhang Shaolu frowned, and a trace of gloom flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.
But thinking of cooperating with these Huns, he didn't have a seizure, still with a smile on his face, turned his head and said to Nuhar, "What the Khan commands, you should obey." ”
Let's say, take another step forward, the purple robe suddenly agitated, and the surging momentum like a tide was instantly released, rushing straight towards Liu Xi and Lin Yi, wanting to devour the two of them.
"Brother Mengjue, be careful."
Liu Xi roared angrily and immediately blocked in front of Lin Yi, who was already seriously injured, so naturally he couldn't receive Zhang Shaolu's blow.
Although he cultivated to be invincible to the other party, he had to at least resist something, otherwise, the two of them were very likely to be killed by this blow.
Without thinking too much, Liu Xi transported all three exercises, held the evil in both hands, and slashed towards the monstrous momentum that swept around him with a sword.
"It's not been a year yet, but you have improved a lot, not only have you cultivated the three exercises strangely, but you have also improved the 'Dragon and Snake Nine Changes' by two changes, such people, since they are not friends, they naturally can't stay."
Zhang Shaolu said casually, with a little regret, as if he was talking to familiar people, sighing for what he encountered.
It's just that his eyes are full of murderous intent, staring at Liu Xi as if he has seen a big trouble with his henchmen, and if he doesn't get rid of it, he won't be able to sleep and eat.
His eyebrows were raised suddenly, and Zhang Shaolu, who had not moved, stretched out his hands and made a gesture on his chest.
But it is one of the 28 Taoist tricks.
Glancing at Liu Xi, who raised his sword and fought hard against him, the corners of his mouth rose again, and he let out a chuckle, "Actually, you have good talents, but it's a pity that this seat has reached the realm of the primordial gods, and it will always be a high river that you will find difficult to climb." ”
Immediately, Zhang Shaolu played a trick, and suddenly, Liu Xi seemed to be hit in the chest with a heavy hammer, blood overflowed from his mouth, and the light on the evil sword dimmed a little in an instant.
The momentum that Zhang Shaolu exuded like a tide was condensed by Na Hongjun's finger, turned into a point, and hit the tip of the sword of the upper evil, and spread all over the sword body, like thousands of silver needles pierced into Liu Xi's right arm.
The long sword roared mournfully, and the tendons and veins were scorching.
It's just a casual blow, Liu Xi is heart is horrified, he just feels that it is difficult to support, and his scalp is numb immediately, so he will die here today?
Unwillingly, the aura in Liu Xi's body was running rapidly, and the green lotus at the dantian seemed to be wrapped in water mist, and he couldn't see the delicate and crisp appearance of the past.
The cold wind was howling, like a sword, the cold was biting, and behind it, it was already soaked with sweat.
And at this moment, Zhang Shaolu's low shouting voice came from Liu Xi's ears again, and later, the momentum of the attack was a little more powerful, like countless short sharp blades piercing into his body, wantonly colliding, and turning Liu Xi's entire internal organs upside down.
"Yusheng, be careful."
On the side, Lin Yi saw Zhang Shaolu playing the trick again, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and patted Liu Xi's back, wanting to input his own aura to him, so as to resist the increasingly fierce attack.
In the slightest fluorescence, Zhang Shaolu's slender fingers danced flexibly, and after seeing Lin Yi's actions, he couldn't help but feel contempt.
"I can't help myself."
Whispering this, Zhang Shaolu's ten fingers were like a boneless spirit snake, and the star pattern behind him shone brightly, vaguely, as if the cold starlight falling from the stars hidden in the dim clouds.
Under the starlight, a figure quietly appeared, the crown and hat were glazed, the robe was purple and folded, and the flying eyebrows were glaring, not angry but mighty.
It is similar to the legendary heavenly official.
"It's a spirit official trick!"
Liu Xi couldn't recognize Zhang Shaolu's moves, but Lin Yi said it in one mouth, sensing the nervousness and uneasiness in his words, Liu Xi understood that this spiritual official trick should be extremely powerful.
In a hurry, Liu Xi's eyes swept around, the Hun camp behind him was noisy, and the firelight in the sky actually had the momentum of burning the sky red.
The Huns' Wadsey had already changed their direction when Zhang Shaolu made a move, blocking Liu Xi's way in all directions, and hundreds of black-armored cloaked soldiers surrounded in a circle, with a murderous aura on their bodies, and they didn't see the panicked appearance of fleeing for their lives elsewhere.
Could these be the most elite of the Huns?
The front and back roads were blocked, where could Liu Xi have a choice, so he had to bite the bullet and take over Zhang Shaolu's terrifying spiritual official trick.
Be sure to take it, otherwise......
Otherwise, Liu Xi didn't dare to think about it anymore, just because Zhang Shaolu's move had not come out, and the majestic momentum had forced them out of breath, and the two of them were like a flat boat tossed on the waves, about to usher in the storm that destroyed the world.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
At this moment, there was the sound of a group of horses stepping on the ground in the distance, and the number was so large that it almost shook the ground under Liu Xi's feet.
Soon, the neat and orderly formation was chaotic and retreated to the side, only to be rushed towards them by countless war horses.
Behind the horsetail was a burning tent, and it was clear that he had gone berserk.
Several Huns wanted to make a move, but the time was too short, and the Huns who fled for their lives rushed over, which made the scene even more chaotic, so they had to hide elsewhere for the time being.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang, and countless blood spilled out, and then one after another screams came from the mouth of the furious horse, but it was Zhang Shaolu's spirit official trick that hit the galloping horses.
It was just a move, and it wiped out hundreds of war horses.
But it was Zhang Shaolu's trick that allowed Liu Xi to take the opportunity to force him back a few steps, and blood stains appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Yusheng, let's go!"
Hiding among the horses, Xiao Wu suddenly flew out, holding Liu Xi and Lin Yi in both hands, and jumped on a black horse that turned around in the chaos.
The three of them rode together, a little crowded, but when they ran for their lives, they didn't care so much, Liu Xi leaned over and hugged the horse's neck, so as to have more space in Lin Yi, so as not to hurt his wounds.
Seeing that the two of them were sitting firmly, Xiao Wu at the end clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and rode towards the outside of the Huns' camp.
Seeing this scene, the quick-eyed Nuhar pulled out the flower feather bow in the hands of the guards beside him, and the tiger's arm was forced, and the arrow pulled the string.
"Whew!"
The iron arrows wrapped in cold light cut through the hustle and bustle, swept away the heat wave flames, and slammed into the back of Xiao Wu's neck like lightning.
Without looking back, Xiao Wu shot down the arrow with a green steel sword with his backhand, but he didn't know that there were several attacks, not towards the three of them, but directly at the dark horse under the crotch.
"Bang!"
The black horse with several arrows fell to the ground, Xiao Wu pulled Lin Yi, who was seriously injured, and stabilized his body, while Liu Xi was thrown several feet away and almost crashed into the scimitar in the hands of the fleeing Huns.
Nuhar, the king of the Huns, made a move to make Liu Xi and the three lose their hard-won opportunity to escape, and then, Zhang Shaolu, who had a gloomy face, jumped up, stepping on his war horse, like a big bird flying over.
"Xiao Wu, take them away!"
A white light flew quickly from a distance, with a dazzling light, towards Zhang Shaolu.
"No, brother!"
Xiao Wu panicked and wanted to block in front of Dawu, but the latter dodged deftly and raised his sword to hand over to Zhang Shaolu.
"Let's go!"
Step by step, Dawu roared again, at this moment, he had no indifference on weekdays, and his flushed face was full of determination to let go.
But as soon as Dawu said this, he felt a powerful momentum coming from the blade of the sword, sweeping the bright silver sword, like a raging storm, tearing apart the aura in his body like a raging storm.
"Don't let anyone go tonight!"
In mid-air, Zhang Shaolu flew Dawu and stared at Liu Xi and the others, his eyes were fierce.