The sword of the heart can only kill the heart, and cannot kill the inanimate entity, so it cuts the real blade, but when the blade is about to hit the tip of Wang Yu's nose, Wang Yu, who is dressed in scarlet clothes, moves slightly, Zhou Shiyang suddenly feels that the six senses are covered with a layer of "red tent", and in confusion, he failed to hit Wang Yu.

"Tsk, Qi Guo's Yuanting step?"

A knife missed, and Zhou Shiyang complained while bowing his head to avoid Wang Yu's heart sword.

Yuanting is located in the north of Qi, is the birthplace of Qi dance, the founder of Qi dance Shen Lingbo, legend has it that when she danced, even if the Zhou master who watched the dance reached the realm of Kenqing in the cave, he still only felt that there was a red dizziness in front of him.

Danzhu flower branches around the round court, scarlet steps and red sleeves whirl.

The shadow of Jiang Xinqian melted into one color, and the sky was red for a long time.

Yuan Tingbu helped Wang Yu deftly dodge Zhou Shiyang's blade.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You're talking too much nonsense, and it's going to affect Tuna. ”

In fact, Wang Yu didn't know that this step was a specialty of Qi State, and he learned it directly from Kang Yingyuan's mind.

Zhou Shiyang hurriedly retreated, and Wang Yu chased after him.

It wasn't until the two of them were surrounded by soldiers of the Lai Army and the children of the Salt Gang who were fighting, Zhou Shiyang stuck his knife in the soil, stopped, his eyes shrank, and he looked around in confusion, and he found that he was slowly unable to see the movements around him clearly.

Wang Yu smiled, although Zhou Shiyang avoided it quickly just now, he still let the Zhuxin Sword rub a little, and he had already cut off Zhou Shiyang's vision.

If we don't cut off the five senses first, so that consciousness becomes a pool of stagnant water, it will be difficult to punish the mind.

Zhou Shiyang hissed, and suddenly picked up the blade of the knife that pierced into the soil, raising a lot of smoke and dust, almost blinding Wang Yu's eyes.

Wang Yu squinted his eyes, and was about to erase the other party's remaining four senses with a sword, but he felt a bad cause and effect from the simple smoke and dust, and instinctively jumped out of the place shrouded in smoke and dust.

As soon as his body left the dust and smoke, the smoke and dust flashed brightly, and instantly turned into a hot wind and burned into a piece, burning the soldiers of the Lai Army and the children of the Salt Gang around him.

If you are slower, you will hurt half of your body if you don't die......

Wang Yu muttered to himself: "What the hell is going on?"

But a familiar and unfamiliar voice in his heart replied: "That's Zhoushu - Lanthanum Fire Magnesium Shuo, which converts ordinary soil into lanthanum and magnesium, and naturally explodes when touched." ”

"Who are you, what are lanthanum and magnesium, and what are those words?"

"My name is Xie Haicang, hey, do you still have time to ask my name when you fight? Also, Lanthanum and Magnesium don't know, it's terrible to be uneducated, have you ever read a book?"

Wang Yu was about to refute, but he stopped talking again, because the smoke and dust dissipated, and Zhou Shiyang was holding the long knife and pointing at himself.

The ear knowledge is still there, Zhou Shiyang can hear the voice and distinguish the position, and Wang Yu's voice when he asked "Xie Haicang" just now was too loud.

Zhou Shiyang touched the knife to the ground like a sweeping uncle moving a broom, and generously picked up the billowing smoke and dust towards the approximate position where Wang Yu was shrinking.

In the next moment, it will turn into layers of flames.

Wang Yu retreated again and again, "Master Xie...... What to do?"

"It's so cordially called, young people need to hone more, don't play with the false sword, draw the sword!"

Nervously pulled out the ring knife on his waist, lit up the rune of "Tong Qi Lianzhi", and seemed to have stepped on something under his feet, Wang Yu looked down and stepped on a six-leaf bone with his right foot.

"Pour your Qi into the knife first! Hold the knife in your left hand, and if you're lucky, pick up the bones under your feet!"

Picking up the six-leaf bone with his right hand, although he had never used it, Wang Yu felt extremely familiar.

That's right, Kang Yingyuan's hammer is that kind of thing!

Bone duo, thin hammer, golden melon, no matter how heavy it is blown in the romance story, the hammer used in the real battle array is as slender as a dog-beating stick.

Xie Haicang stopped talking, but his guidance did not stop, and Wang Yu could see that Xie Haicang's emotional line named the road for him - four or five frightened horses were about to run past him.

The smoke and dust flashed brightly, and in the next moment, the Flame Hell would suddenly pounce.

The blade of the ring-headed knife slashed through the necks of the horses, easily cutting off the horses' heads, and sending out a large cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist splashed by the horse's blood moistened the smoke and dust that had not yet exploded in front of Wang Yu, resolved the crisis of the smoke and dust exploding in front of him, and fought for a moment of respite.

Before the scorching waves in the distance, Wang Yu was safe, and in this safe moment, Wang Yu gathered in the six-leaf bone flower.

"If the earth is connected, then the hammer will shake the mountain!"

At the same time that this sentence came to mind, Wang Yu's Yuan Chi also felt the same way, and he had the experience of Kang Yingyuan when he first created this move.

He took a deep breath, his feet were connected to the earth like the roots of an old tree, and he threw it vigorously towards Zhou Shiyang at the end of the dust curtain.

The golden gourd gathers Qi and six leaves, and the bones uncover the Yasha face, penetrating the three cold parts of Yuanchi.

As if he heard something, Zhou Shiyang instinctively wanted to avoid it on the side of his ear, but he felt that Yuanchi Sanbu was instantly cold, and the whole person seemed to be calmed by the invisible pressure and couldn't move.

Then, his head sank, and Zhou Shiyang fell into chaos.

"Hit ......"

Before the dust and smoke dissipated, Wang Yu learned the result from Zhou Shiyang's paralyzed emotional line.

It's a very simple throwing hammer, but Kang Yingyuan's invention of this throwing can calm the opponent's body through his senses, so that it can't dodge, so that Wang Yu directly hit Zhou Shiyang's brain.

Zhou Shiyang was indeed shaken, and Wang Yu's qi energy passed through his body without reservation, first hitting the nerves, and then giving his meridians an earthquake first, and then causing the heart gate and the spirit cauldron to finally fall.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Wang Yu looked at Zhou Shiyang, who fell to the ground, and said to himself: "Are you dead? No, there is still half a breath." ”

Wang Yu roared vigorously: "Zhou Shiyang is dead!"

It doesn't matter if he is dead or not, as long as he falls to the ground and can't respond to the rest of the Ink Shirt Hall, then the collapse of morale will flow from one point to another, and then to a line, and then to a surface.

It's only a matter of time before Ink Shirt Hall is out.

There was a roar in the distance, and the guns of the Lai army were responding to the artillery of the Salt Gang, and Wang Yu shook the horse blood on his blade.

And the banner of the Lai army is retreating, it can be seen that the salt gang is slowly gaining the upper hand, Wang Yu squinted his eyes, and found that the Zhou division vanguard led by Xue Manliang had dispersed the Zhou division vanguard commanded by Ye Yuchang.

Qi was poured into the blade of the knife again, and the rune of "Tongqi Lianzhi" once again shimmered.

Wang Yu left the gradually collapsed ink shirt hall, and when he walked past the unconscious Zhou Shiyang, he picked up the bones that he had just thrown out, and then he ran to the military formation where the two sides of the Salt Gang and the Lai Army collided with each other.

The wind and dust were also torn together, and the blade in Wang Yu's hand was gently brushed, and then shattered into nothingness.

Xue Manliang pulled out a reed wheel pistol and shot the skull of a Lai soldier, and when he moved, he found that a touch of crimson was coming straight towards him, and the soldiers of the Zhou division along the way could not stop it.

With a knife and a hammer, Wang Yu swept through the layers of people, and when he was close, he jumped high and threw out the bones.

The whistling sound came in an instant, and a bone went straight to the bridge of the snow-covered nose!