"Whoosh"

More than a dozen blue arcs, mixed with sharp finger qi, pierced Lu Lianshan like arrows beating the jade drum in front of him.

The latter gathered the lightning whip with his right hand, and swept it out, annihilating the dozen or so finger qi.

Thunder swords continued to fall from the sky, but they still couldn't hit Shen Qiu, and the secret method of the Divine Martial Arts, the spiritual qi flowed into the innate Qi in the body, making Shen Qiu's perception, nerve reaction and speed three points faster.

It's really like a light ghost.

is fluttering, and with the swiftness of the thunder sword, it can't be caught at all.

He stopped for a minute, his ten fingers raised, and in the rotation of his body, more than a dozen sharp fingers with electric arcs struck the ghost in front of him like a torrential rain.

Moving under his feet, as if he was riding the wind, under the pursuit of the thunder sword, he moved towards Lu Lianshan like a flash.

Shen Qiu is a martial artist after all.

Even in the state of divine martial arts, there are means to win a decisive victory at a medium and long distance, but he still wants to end this battle with a knife and a fist.

Lu Lianshan is very powerful.

His ghost martial arts, wind and thunder, if you change your opponent here, I am afraid that you will die long ago under the shooting of the Sky Thunder Sword.

And in the face of such an opponent who can resist thunder and fire, control the surroundings, and are extremely good at long-range attacks, the so-called numerical superiority has become a complete joke.

But he was not the kind of opponent Shen Qiu wanted.

Lu Lianshan is not a martial artist.

Since the beginning of the war, he has been trying to avoid hand-to-hand combat, like a coward-like spellcaster, who only wants to win with thunder swords and lightning from afar.

It also has a wind body and a cloud body, which is enough to be immune to the physical damage of swords, fists and feet.

Such a person, even if he has the power of ghosts, he still does not have a good performance that makes people shine.

Think about it too.

With the power of this wind and thunder god.

It was already enough to suppress ninety-nine percent of the martial artists in the world, and there was no need for Lu Lianshan to cultivate a set of exquisite martial arts.

He is the owner of the hidden building, and he has to hide his identity from his younger brothers and sisters on weekdays.

Practicing martial arts secretly is indeed not in line with his business personality.

But in this way, the challenge that Shen Qiu longed for became the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and after figuring out the means of the ghost martial arts in front of him, an irrepressible disappointment quickly rose in Shen Qiu's heart.

It was nothing like what he had in mind.

It's soft and unexciting!

"This wind and thunder finger is the 'inheritance' left to me by Uncle Chabao, and it has not been used for a long time, so I really miss it very much."

Shen Qiu, who was covered in gray mist, stopped in front of Lu Lianshan between the ups and downs, and his hands were used as finger swords, and he no longer played thunder finger qi.

While dodging the thunder sword from the sky, the entire stone slab under his feet was shattered, pushing him to get up again, like a swallow copying water, sweeping towards the height in front of him.

"I used to be too reckless, I couldn't learn the subtlety of fingering, sitting on Baoshan without knowing it, and now I use this wind and thunder finger as the base, supplemented by Xuanbing fingering, Taisu glass finger and other twelve fingering martial arts.

Participate in the research and development of today's set of martial arts, but unfortunately, this is a divine martial art, and only when the aura is blessed, it can show its full power. ”

Shen Qiu swept high into the sky.

Lu Lianshan was holding a thunder hammer, and he was about to knock on the jade drum again, attracting the thunder sword to control the enemy, but this scene fell into Shen Qiu's eyes, making him have a little more fire in his eyes.

"Leave that weak thing behind!"

"Boom"

In the roar, the wind surged from Shen Qiu's body, and the blue arc filled the body, and in the innate Qi riot mixed with aura, the Lethe Chuan Gong method operated at full strength, just like the engine was started, and the power of the limbs and hundreds of bones was hit with the divine martial technique.

Hui made a blue thunder spear that pierced the sky, and in an instant, it swept a hundred feet.

It is still a martial art, it is a sublimated fingering martial art, played with finger qi, the aura is held, and it is extremely gorgeous, and it is the thunder hammer in the hands of Lu Lianshan.

With a single blow, the black thunder hammer came out of his hand, and the strange Qimen blade swayed and fell in the air, which had been pierced back and forth, and the gold and iron melted.

But Lu Lianshan reacted extremely quickly, and in the next moment, he clasped his hands, and two whips composed of white lightning, one left and one right, hit Shen Qiu, and the arc beat to tear the night sky, illuminating Shen Qiu's face and his eyes so brightly.

"Broken!"

The left and right hands volleyed into the air, one left and one right slammed into the oncoming lightning whip.

The blue arc burst out, and in the sharp cyan wind surging, the two lightning whips were torn apart on the spot, and the broken arc turned into scattered spiritual power, wrapping around Shen Qiu's body.

The force of paralysis added to his body, so that his body swept high into the air was exhausted, and he could no longer fly up.

At this moment, he stopped strangely in mid-air.

It's like stepping on an invisible staircase, with a short accumulation of strength in his legs, and like a rocket, he rushes to the Ghost Martial Land Mountain in the sky.

Departure from the Dead. Denglong.

"Lu Lianshan! Your supernatural powers are useless, use your fists to decide the winner! ”

"Wow"

Lu Lianshan, who had lost the thunder hammer, saw Shen Qiu roaring angrily and coming towards him, and he also knew that the next move was the last move.

Seeing Shen Qiu tilting his head and his eyes filled with anger, he probably guessed that tonight's battle did not make this martial artist happy.

As the owner of Guizang Villa and the owner of the Hidden Building, he made Shen Qiu, a visiting guest, very disappointed.

This...

It's so rude, it's so undeserved.

Lu Lianshan's heart shook slightly, in the face of such an invitation, the pride of the man who had been forgotten for too long rose in vain, he had exhausted his ghost martial power, but he still failed to repel Shen Qiu.

I didn't even hurt him, the man in front of him was very powerful, and I was afraid that he would be in a catastrophe tonight.

In this case, as he wished, he no longer dodged, like a real man of the Lu family.

In this desperate situation, give it a go!

The ghost martial arts hovered in the sky, clenched their fists and ghost claws, and the wind and thunder gods merged into one, melting into the body.

The left fist is windy, and the right fist is thundering.

"Come!"

The gray air mass was as sharp as a knife, the white thunderball roasted everything, the long white hair was curly, and the hideous face also showed a touch of fierce fighting intent that had never been seen before.

Don't want to stay any longer!

Use this trick to determine the winner and loser!

It was wrapped in white electricity and rushed down towards Shen Qiu from a high altitude.

Shen Qiu's body used aura to make a blue arc, and his hands were combined into sword fingers, facing him head-on.

The next moment.

In the impact ring that collided with the entire villa, the two collided together, and Lu Lianshan struck with both fists, and he couldn't see the shadow of the fist fast.

Shen Qiu also responded with fingering.

The sharp wind and thunder accompanied him.

Fist to flesh.

Knife to blood!

This is the battle of warriors! This is the fight he wants!

With this innate body, refine the peerless blade. Slay the enemy chieftain and destroy everything.

Wind and wind fight against wind, thunder and lightning collide with lightning.

Ghost martial arts have the power of wind and thunder, and Shen Qiu has the law of divine martial arts.

The end is that when you meet your opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

The two fought against each other without reservation, stirring up the night sky, thunder and lightning roared, and the Dao Dao Thunder Sword slammed into the ground like a torrential rain, and where they fought, only a mess of ruins remained.

"Boom"

Shen Qiu's left hand tore the thunder shield around Lu Lianshan's body, and the blood splashed everywhere, piercing it into the shoulder, and then pulling down like a knife, tearing its chest in half, adding severe pain to its body, making Lu Lianshan's body let out an overwhelmed moan.

It couldn't hold it anymore, and the aura in its body was almost gone, leaving only the last blow.

The angry fists were clenched, and in the next moment, white electric light flashed in Lu Lianshan's eyes.

The last punch mixed with the power of wind and thunder hit the front in the sonic boom, right in Shen Qiu's chest.

A triumphant smile crossed its face.

This is a killer punch.

Hit!

But before the joy dissipated, a figure appeared behind him.

The left hand pulled back a few inches, and then, in the thunder, stabbed out like a war spear.

Powerful. Wind and thunder fingering. Thunder Dragon Gun.

"Poof"

Sharp pain rose from his chest, and a converging blue thunder light.

Like a sword piercing from the back of the heart, shooting out from the heart, turning into a thunder dragon, blasting into the ground from a high altitude, hitting the peach blossom courtyard with the best scenery, like a cannonball falling to the ground, the remaining strength, tearing the entire courtyard apart.

After the loud bang, the dirt flew.

In the direction of the small courtyard, only a shock pit recessed into the ground remained.

"That punch just now is a bit of a peerless martial artist."

"It's a pity that you missed."

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"Meow!"

With the Seven Demons of Huangquan, Zhang Lan, who opened the unparalleled front and back in the Guizang Villa, was opening the black fan, wanting to release poisonous gas to hurt people again.

At this moment, the kitten in his arms screamed sharply, as if he had a premonition of a crisis to come, the kitten jumped up from Zhang Lan's arms, hit Zhang Lan headlong, and knocked Zhang Lan back several steps.

"Wow"

The thunder sword that fell from the sky was hitting the position where Zhang Lan was standing just now, and the night sky was illuminated at this moment.

Nearly a hundred bolts of lightning fell without warning, like bright arrows falling from the sky, and they were sprinkled on the entire outlying mountain in an instant.

Not only in the Guizang Mountain Villa, but also in the scope of its fall, it has even expanded to the periphery of the mountain villa, including a small half of the outward travel mountain.

The strong electric current caused Zhang Lan's long hair to jump, as if he had blown up his hair.

He looked down, and the thunder sword slammed into the ground at that moment, making a scar the size of a bowl.

Such a destructive force is enough to crack the skull and punish the heavens.

Unless you encounter a master who responds with a protective qi, you can avoid disaster.

But this thunder sword fell, without warning, and it was used for assassination raids, which could not have been more perfect.

At this moment, Zhang Lan took the cat into her arms.

Dexterous as a fox, running into a rockery, many doubts in his heart, are solved at this moment, some time ago, Ningbo and Jiangnan several beggars, was "heavenly".

The matter was in an uproar, and the two rudders of the Five Elements Gate to spread Penglai's secret affairs were also damaged.

The death of a group of people is unknown, it is estimated that the initiator is this thunder sword that fell from the sky, if it is not bad as expected, it should be done by Lu Lianshan.

"Lu Guizang, what is the origin of this brother?"

Zhang Lan hid under the rockery and asked this question again in her heart.

After a few breaths, another streamer lit up the sky, and Zhang Lan looked up to see that the Huangquan Seven Demons, who were opening their peerless in the crowd, were being hit head-on by the second wave of thunder swords.

But they were the bodies of the organs, cast in steel, and the thunder sword struck the body, except to make the body arc up.

In addition to making the skin of the organ people scorched, it can't stop their slaughter, but those Dongying ghost martial arts, one by one, killed the head, regardless of the fierce rush, and as a result, they were "punished by heaven" seventeen or eighteen by a wave of thunder swords.

Each of them had their heads exploded, and it was extremely miserable.

There was also a thunder sword hitting Zhang Lan's head, but it was blocked by a rockery, causing bricks and stones to splash, which also made Zhang Lan hug Bai Ling'er who was becoming more and more anxious in his arms.

"This man is so precise in his control?"

Zhang Lan blinked, heard thunder in the distance, and felt a strong wind blowing through the mansion, brushing his body, passing by the side of the rockery.

In the next moment, another wave of sky thunder swords thundered down, smashing on the ground in front of Zhang Lan's eyes, less than five inches away from his body.

"Wind!"

Unfortunately, the playboy's mind was in a hurry, and he immediately understood.

"It was the gust of wind that was used to locate it, and then it was struck by lightning."

Thinking of this, he immediately puffed up his true qi, stirred up the wind within two feet of his body, and rushed out of the rockery with the cat in his arms.

The Huangquan Seven Demons don't need to care about it, the Thunder Sword can't hurt them, but on the other side, it's different.

"Huh"

Another wave of arc rainstorms fell from the night, wrapping the entire mountain villa in a white thunder sword that was endless, but this time, the thunder sword smashed down and hit Zhang Lan behind him, and the head was far off.

"Sure enough."

Zhang Lan knew in his heart, and the movement under his feet was a few points faster, and the footwork of the free swim was carried up, allowing him to leap over a messy house.

When I landed on the eaves and looked out, I saw a group of Nirvana monks, protecting a woman and holding three children, wanting to rush outside the village.

Tie Niu held two and a half boys in his arms, one left and one right.

This warrior monk is good, it seems that he has not been attacked.

The Nirvana True Qi on his body floated like an earthy yellow turtle shell covering his body, protecting him and his two children.

But the other warrior monks were stunned, their faces were pale, and their bodies were covered with traces of anxiety, obviously the two thunder swords just now, they were hard against them with their true qi.

"Tie Hanhan!"

Zhang Lan scolded.

Seeing the wind rise again, the playboy dodged and jumped into the group of warrior monks who were about to run.

The true qi surged, and in the midst of the loud shouting, two palms were struck outward, completely disrupting the wind flow within a few zhang of the body.

"Wow"

The thunder sword fell after a few breaths, and with Zhang Lan's help, the thunder sword couldn't lock the specific enemy, and this wave fell to the ground, like a human body stroke, and it didn't hit anyone.

"Drum up your true spirit, don't let the evil wind come to you, don't resist hard, go!"

Zhang Lan bent down to pick up the little girl who was crying in fright, shouted to the warrior monks beside her, and rushed out first.

Tie Niu carried the two children and followed, and the other warrior monks escorted Lu Lianshan's wife, and also fled outside the villa.

They were helped by the nimble Zhang Lan and dodged the full-screen attack of this ghost warrior, but the others were not so lucky.

Especially those people of the Five Elements Gate who closed the mountain on the periphery, under the four waves of thunder swords, more than half of them were damaged, and often with a flash of white light, the brothers around them would be hit by the thunder from the sky.

This supernatural attack came without warning, fast and ruthless, but after ten breaths, it made these Five Elements Sect people confused.

"Retreat! Retreat to the rear! ”

The old monk Zhenji fought against the ghost warriors in the Wa Kingdom.

When he saw the first wave of the thunder sword coming, he led the crowd to retreat, after all, Lu Lianshan was only one person, and there was not enough aura to use, although the power of thunder was terrifying, but in the end there was a limit.

After the old monk withdrew halfway up the mountain, there was no evil wind blowing, and he knew that he had retreated into a safe area. He commanded the monks behind him, and after each thunder sword fell, he rushed forward and pulled back the people who were still alive.

Drag those who were lucky enough not to die out of the Thunder Sword area.

It's just that in this way, the formation of the mountain closure has dispersed, and the group of people can't stop the breakthrough of the ghost martial arts of the Wa Kingdom, as well as the escape of the people in the hidden building.

However, these thunder swords seem to be indiscriminate attacks, and while the blockers are seriously damaged, most of the guys who break through are also cleared by the thunder swords.

"This evil scourge has extended to Middle-earth."

The old monk Dongying saw the night in front of him, he turned the Buddha beads, his tone was compassionate, and when he saw Zhang Lan and the others, jumping down from the mountain road, he immediately stepped forward to answer and took the frightened girl in Zhang Lan's arms.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a deeper thunder, mixed with a fierce wind, and exploded in the Guizang Villa.

Everyone turned back in unison to see a gray wind like a tornado pillar sweeping across the villa, and a completely different blue lightning bolt, intertwined into a trident of thunder and fire in the night sky.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, but in less than a few breaths, most of the mountain villa was flattened by the surging thunderclouds.

This scene made everyone's faces stunned, and after this blow, the thunder sword no longer fell, as if the night was clear, and everything was silent.

The thunder and heavenly punishment, the ghost and martial power, have been broken head-on.

Lu Lianshan, who is like a ghost, this is, lost?