Chapter 342: Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain
Lin Ao was stunned, he didn't know. "Eight" "Eight" "Reading" book, .∞.o◎
Seeing the long sword of the Blood Cold Sword attacking, he had no time to draw his sword and fight back.
In a flash of his mind, the memory of Tian Thirteen and this fingering technique appeared, and he stretched out his fingers while sitting still, locking the long sword that came from the blood cold sword with all its might.
Mr. Lingxi's "Lingxi Dragon's Finger"? Lin Ao also wanted to know.
In the Tianyue Continent, in the world of Great Xia rivers and lakes unique to the Great Xia War Zone, there are twenty-three peerless masters who are famous. Tian 13 once met the old immortal of Jin Ao in the South China Sea, almost a thousand years old, the oldest old man in the South China Sea, but also the strongest master in the South China Sea, one of the twenty-three peerless masters of this famous world. Mr. Lingxi of "Lingxi Dragon Finger" is also one of them.
Mr. Lingxi, a big gentleman whose origin and identity are unknown.
Mr. Lingxi has two great tricks, one is the peerless light skill of "Nine Winged Colorful Butterfly Flying", one of the seven most famous light skills in the Tianyue Continent. Once he flies, the colorful butterflies and figures in the sky, the old man of the wind in "Ten Thousand Waves of the Wind", who has the fastest sword in the Tianyue Continent, can't hit him even if he shoots out the sword in one second. Mr. Lingxi also has a trick, which is the famous "Lingxi Dragon Finger".
As soon as "Spirit Rhino Dragon Finger" comes out, Mr. Spirit Rhino can lock anyone's attack.
Once, the ten masters of the Demon Sect besieged and killed Mr. Lingxi.
Mr. Lingxi's move "Lingxi Turns into Dragon Finger", Lingxi's dragon flew, and the attacks of the ten masters of the Demon Sect were all locked.
Mr. Lingxi, one of the twenty-three peerless masters of the Tianyue Continent, is a legendary existence. Tian 13 actually understands Mr. Lingxi's "Lingxi Transformation Dragon Finger", Tian 13 said that he has a master, could it be that Mr. Lingxi is Tian Thirteen's master.
The memories of the thirteenth day came flooding back again.
Tian Thirteen is a master, a master who pulls him to apprentice in a daze.
But it's not Mr. Lingxi, the apprenticeship was ten years ago, but this two-finger move is an even earlier thing.
At that time, Tian 13 was only ten years old, and once sneaked out of Tianjian Villa to play, passing by an ancient temple and saw a middle-aged uncle who was seriously injured and dying, Tian 13 hurriedly ran over: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
The middle-aged uncle coughed a few times in pain: "I accidentally fell into the old demon girl's Five Poisons Tianluo Zhang, and my kung fu couldn't make five points, so I was chased and killed by several demon sect masters." ”
"Demon Sect Master?"
As the young owner of Heavenly Sword Villa, Tian Thirteen was of course decent, and looked around vigilantly: "Uncle, are the Demon Sect masters still chasing you?" This ancient temple is not safe, I know that there is a place in the back mountain, an ancient secret place, where it is safe, no one will know if you hide in it. ”
Tian 13 helped the injured uncle to the secret realm of the back mountain.
The blood that doesn't want to be injured attracts a group of ancient blood mosquitoes in the secret realm.
The blood mosquito buzzed and squeezed, and Tian 13 couldn't stab it with his sword, and he couldn't hit it with his palm: "Damn, these blood mosquitoes are so annoying, their speed is far beyond that of ordinary mosquitoes, I can't shoot it." ”
The middle-aged uncle laughed: "Little friend, brute force has no effect, come, I'll teach you to add mosquitoes**, luck dantian eyes are staring, fingers are like electricity moving with the wind, one plus a quasi-......"
Tian 13 followed the operation, and it really had an effect.
Three days later, the middle-aged uncle gradually recovered, but he was unable to expel the five poisons in his body.
"The hateful Five Poisons Tianluo Zhang, if I want to completely lift it, I have to go deep into the depths of Miaojiang...... "The middle-aged uncle said goodbye to Tian Thirteen, and Tian Thirteen also returned to Tianjian Villa, that set of quick-eyed and quick-handed mosquitoes** is not martial arts, and it was quickly forgotten by Tian Thirteen.
Suddenly, he was forced to die by the long sword of the blood-cold sword.
Lin Ao's mind flashed, and with the help of Tian Thirteen's memory, he performed this fingering.
Mr. Lingxi's "Lingxi Dragon's Finger"?
So that middle-aged uncle, Mr. Lingxi?
Lin Ao's memory flew around, but he couldn't know, and the Blood Cold Sword was already impatient.
"Tian Thirteen, do you think that this move 'Spirit Rhinoceration Dragon Finger' can lock me, my Blood Cold Sword will definitely be on a par with you today......"
"Blood Rain Eight Directions"
No, the Blood Cold Sword suddenly roared: "Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain!" ”
The Blood Cold Sword urged the "Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain", which was more advanced than "Blood Rain Bafang Sword", and the "Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain", which he had been practicing in retreat for six years.
"Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain"
"The Third Sword"
"Blood Rain Dragon Turn!" With a twist of the long sword, the locked long sword turned into a blood rain divine dragon and twisted.
With a bang, he broke free from Lin Ao's "Spirit Rhinoceration Dragon Finger", and roared again: "The Fourth Sword"
"Blood Rain Dragon Kiss!" The rain of blood and swords in the sky turned into a giant dragon and slashed towards Lin Ao.
This is the true strength of the Blood Cold Sword.
The strength of the retreat and cultivation for six years is stronger than the "Blood Rain Bafang Sword".
"Good swordsmanship!"
Lin Ao sighed, the white-clothed monk of Tianlong watched the "Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain" that broke out with the blood cold sword, and the onlookers nodded clearly: "It is worthy of the most talented swordsman and killer in the Blood Rain Building, it is really extraordinary, and it is also worthy of the "Eighteen Swords of Blood Rain", one of the three strongest swordsmanship in the Blood Rain Building." Day 13, you have to draw your sword. ”
The blood-cold sword suddenly erupted, and Lin Ao had no way to hide.
As soon as he slapped the table, Lin Ao flew up and pulled out his long sword to play "Maple Leaves Full of Red Mountains" to fight. Suddenly, a cold voice came: "Those who come to participate in the auction of Nether Mountain Villa cannot use force without permission. ”
"Stop!" The person in charge of the Remnant Sun Wine Shop, the middle-aged sixth envoy of the Netherworld sitting at the door, suddenly made a move.
"Shadow Chaser"
"The knife divides the world!"
With a swing of the Ghost Head Sword, a heavy sword struck between Lin Ao and the Blood Cold Sword.
With two knocks, Lin Ao and the Blood Cold Sword were shocked a few steps away, and the Sixth Netherworld envoy stood in the middle of the two: "When you come to participate in the auction of the Netherworld Villa, you must abide by the rules of the Netherworld Villa, and then dare to make a move, and the two of them will drive away together." ”
The sixth envoy of the Netherworld, a true top swordsman.
is so strong Netherworld Villa, just a random Netherworld Sixth Envoy is so strong.
No wonder you can't organize such a auction and buying conference, but it is exactly what Lin Ao wants: "It's not my fault, I don't want to do it, it's the bloody cold sword that insists on making a move, I have to share it with him, and if I want to drive him away, I am innocent." ”
The village girl shook her head: "Swordsman, you don't have the demeanor of a swordsman." The Blood Cold Sword wants to have a fair showdown with you, but you don't want to, and you put the blame on the Blood Cold Sword. ”
Lin Ao glanced at the village girl, it wouldn't have anything to do with the Blood Cold Sword, and shook his head: "I'm here to participate in the auction of Netherworld Villa, not to compete in martial arts." I was not in the mood to compete, but he insisted that I fight him, wouldn't it be bullying me for not being in a state, how can it be fair. ”
The village girl was stunned for a moment, and opened her mouth for a long time: "Swordsman, you are too strong, right?" ”
"Strong words, me, how can I?"
"You're not that yet, are you?"
"I'm just telling the truth, I'm very kind, for example, I was once defeated by the Celestial Dragon White-clothed Monk on the other side, but I didn't force him to fight me. People, calm down, calmer, the world will be better. ”
The white-clothed monk of Tianlong shook his head: "The young master is serious, that is, you think you are not my opponent, so you didn't use the sword to deal with it, or it is really not necessary." ”