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"Whoosh......" four arrows like phantoms, a faint black shadow crossed the void, and the human eye seemed to be unable to catch it, only a pale black dotted line that seemed to be an afterimage remained. It's so fast that all four string pulls are all in one!

The four arrows that are connected from end to end are straight lines.

"Dang!" The white-robed priest who was hit by the arrow picked up his double sword to block the first arrow, then the second arrow, and then narrowly blocked the third arrow. However, the power of Zhu Biao's five-stone strong bow was too huge, and the momentum of each arrow made the white-robed priest couldn't help but take a step back, and the three arrows took three steps back, and the momentum of the double knife was also exploded, and finally the fourth arrow pierced into the heart, and nearly half of the body was lost.

Didn't penetrate the body? A jīng light flashed in Zhu Biao's eyes, knowing that this white-robed sacrificial priest must be wearing the 'sacrificial white robe' that he was familiar with.

But what about wearing such a highly defensive robe? It's not an instant shè kill.

The sudden killing added a touch of cold atmosphere to the quiet snowfield. But that's just the beginning!

A mass of strength poured out under his feet, and the wide foot board shattered suddenly, and Zhu Biao people flew like arrows from the string to the growth of the Dharma King.

The strong bow in his hand was thrown out like a hidden weapon, and the bowstring made of steel wire was the sharpest blade under the huge rotational force. A whirlwind swept up, rolling up the snowflakes that flew all the way, and the momentum was amazing.

"Dangdang" sounded three times. The three white-robed priests waved their weapons and stepped forward to stop them together, but they were still knocked open by the strong bow, causing the originally neat queue on the side of the Celestial God Sect to become a tooth.

Dou Bing, Yuan Tong, Tian Guangguang and others all came out with a round of arrows, including Lianzhu and single, and more powerful crossbows. It was intertwined into a dense rain of arrows, with a terrible roar, which made all the people in the Celestial God Sect more than ten feet away change their faces.

Zhu Biao laughed heartily, flew into the air, and in the ghost of his left hand, a cloud of ice and snow was photographed on his hand. Instantly melted into cold water, and in an instant, the internal force of the Nine Yīn True Scriptures that was flooded in was condensed into patches of transparent ice chips with weak cicada wings.

The texture of these ice chips can catch up with the dark ice that has accumulated for a long time, and the ice is clear and bright, faintly glowing with blue and green sè fluorescence.

There was a loud "boom", and the strong bow broke into countless fragments, sprinkled on the white snow, and the tough iron tire was directly shaken into seven or eight pieces of scrap iron by the Growth Dharma King. The only thing that wasn't destroyed was the steel string, the vibrating string, because it was too soft, and although the power of the Dharma King's palm was strong, it couldn't instantly transform it into rigidity and softness, and it couldn't be destroyed at all.

Zhu Biao's body was in this violent sound and several screams and screams. Like a big bird, it flew over the heads of the Celestial Cult.

The white sè's cloak was wide open, and it did look like a bird. The cloak that was open in an instant formed a powerful pressure from top to bottom, and it was also a suffocating momentum, which even made the growth king feel a little suppressed in his heart for a moment.

The snowflakes on the ground are soaring and whirling, like an angry snow dragon, roaring in all directions.

The white bone sword also fell from top to bottom, and it was all over the sky. It was like a snow-white cloud flying, and in the raging snowflakes, the Dao sword shadow was more ethereal than the snowflakes, and more illusory than the cold wind.

A sword that fills the sky. But will the sword that is all over the world only be one? It seems like a joke and a paradox.

But the Dharma King, Venerable Nagarjuna, the Holy Envoy, and everyone present at the Celestial God Sect at this moment did not think that this was a paradox. In their eyes, the sky was full of snowflakes and sword shadows. It's really a flood of sky. And their senses don't deceive them, the sword that falls from the top of their heads really has only one in their minds

Zhu Biao's left hand was raised lightly. It seemed to be a casual flick of his hand, but no one could see that more than a dozen transparent ice chips had disappeared in his palm.

Life and death talismans, after Zhu Biao came to practice, this is the first time it has been used on people.

And as a cover, the two fingers are extremely yīn fingers pointing at the growth of the Dharma King.

With two violent bangs, Zhu Biao's body rose again, and half of the majestic bodies of His Holiness and Venerable Nagarjuna were buried in the snow.

"No, no......" The Growth Dharma King was horrified in his heart, Zhu Biao's skill was much higher than when he was in Beiling City before.

It was such an impact, and his internal organs were faintly shaken. Venerable Nagarjuna even oozed a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and a pair of thin and transparent gloves appeared on his hands.

This is a master of penance, all his martial arts are in a pair of fleshy palms, and his hands are his most powerful blades. And he has rarely used this pair of gloves, because against ordinary opponents, Venerable Nagarjuna's pair of fleshy palms are enough to deal with it. Why use the inheritance treasure of his lineage?

However, today's Zhu Biao is obviously not among the ordinary opponents, this is a person who can ask for his name. And after confronting the White Bone Sword once, the traces left on his hands also made Venerable Nagarjuna understand that the flesh palm he had been practicing for decades would not work.

The Holy Envoy swung his knife and slashed at the top of Zhu Biao's head, and the scimitar of the Blue Wolf Guard was the most commonly used weapon in the Heavenly God Sect's Divine Court.

The blade broke through the air and let out a gentle sharp roar, in the snow-filled space, Zhu Biao was never given a chance to regain his breath, and his body was as light and fast as Feiyan.

The cold knife slashed a bright silver rainbow, but it exuded a tragic and incomparably murderous aura.

Dou Bing let out a roar from his mouth, and immediately more than a dozen sharp arrows flew towards the holy envoy.

"Ding Ding ......" A sound of gold and iron rang into everyone's ears.

The sharp arrow did not cause much obstacle to the holy envoy, and the scimitar continued to slash at Zhu Biao like a long rainbow.

"Hahaha......" Zhu Biao turned a blind eye to the scimitar that was chopped, just shook a sword as if it was very, very casual, but the tip of the sword bypassed the scimitar and pointed straight at the wrist of the holy envoy.

The holy envoy withdrew his hand, not expecting Zhu Biao to draw his sword so quickly and accurately, that he was almost stabbed in the vein.

The growth king picked up the demon pestle in his hand and smashed it at Zhu Biao's back, he had a faint feeling in his heart that in front of Zhu Biao, who was not what it used to be, he was no longer an opponent alone.

The three of them joining forces is no longer a 'guarantee' to capture and kill Zhu Biao, but how to block and resist Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao stepped in the air, and a concise and clear flying pick stabbed the throat of the holy envoy. At the same time, it also avoided the magic pestle called by the growth king.

The bright sword body was like a lightning bolt cutting through the air, direct and concise, which made the holy envoy's heart startled, and he almost slid backwards to dodge.

stepped back, and the holy envoy in the twisting body swung his knife and slashed down, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but only to prevent Zhu Biao from taking advantage of the situation to pursue. I don't know what precious material is used to make the scimitar, the blade surface is bright and smooth like a mirror, and the swing is like a ripple spread on the water surface, and the cold light is contained in it, as if it is natural. Gliding lightly and chicly in front of Zhu Biao, blocking a drag slash from the white bone sword in Zhu Biao's hand. Venerable Nagarjuna's two palms waved the same aura as Qinghua, and he hit Zhu Biao at the waist.

Zhu Biao rubbed his feet, and another new method of huàn was launched. Leaning sideways, it seemed to be mediocre, but in fact, it was wonderful to the peak, and in just one step, it got out of the entire range of Venerable Nagarjuna's two palms, and even more so away from the holy envoy.

His body flashed a few times, and he had already deceived behind the Growth Dharma King, and shouted: "Go! As soon as he pointed out, there was a sneering sound, and the extreme yīn finger force of the yīn to the cold quickly hit the Zhengyang acupoint of the Dharma King.

The growth of the Dharma King's body twisted to avoid the extreme yīn finger force, and with a sharp roar, the demon pestle blasted down like a meteor, and at the same time, his feet kicked Zhu Biao's chest again and again with a thunderous momentum.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the growth of the Dharma King's feet was blocked by Zhu Biao with a soft force, and then his left foot stepped out to the east, but when his steps were steady, his body was already in the northwest corner. Shaking the white bone sword, he stabbed a sword at the Holy Envoy and Venerable Nagarjuna, all of which were stabbed at the lack of loopholes in the two of them's tricks, which frightened the two of them and jumped to dodge. Fang yù returned the move, and Zhu Biao had already rushed through again, attacking three swords each towards the two white-robed sacrifices.

Bright red blood sprinkled countless red holes in the white snow, and was quickly buried by the falling snow. Zhu Biao's current strength, although the three swords may not necessarily be able to kill the top masters, but it is nine times out of ten to hurt people.

One person was thrown out by the strength of the sword, spitting blood, but he was still conscious. Volleys turned over and was about to hold their feet, but suddenly, there was a tingling itch, and a pinprick-like pain hit the body, and then the itching pain was even worse, like a thousand ants biting.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Suddenly rolled on the snow like crazy, and the terrible screams instantly stunned Dou Bing and the others who were more than ten feet away. What kind of sound is this, it's so infiltrating. And even more amazing is still to come, he is not the only one who has such a person. In the following few breaths, the growth of the Dharma King and his party, fully half of them screamed like this......

They all hit the life and death charms.

"Haha......" Zhu Biao laughed and said, "How is the Fa King?" Do you still have a lot of people? "The taste of life and death talismans, even the iron man can make him soft. As long as this thing retains the power of the 'original', these people who have fallen to the ground now have nothing to worry about.

"Zhu Biao, is that you?"

The sudden turn of events caught the growth king off guard, shocked, and even frightened. These people have been tricked unconsciously, and they are so miserable, so will they also be tricked 'unconsciously'?

It may be that the people who fell to the ground were crying so miserably, and the Dharma King didn't think of a way to save him, but thought: Will he also be tricked like this?

In an instant, a chill ran through the hearts of all the Heavenly God Sect people, and the Dharma King strode up to a white-robed priest who was crying, and his fingers sealed the person's acupuncture point with a little bit.

"Glenn, Glenn, how's it going? You speak to me."

Holding the white-robed mage's head with both hands, the growth king shook nervously.

Zhu Biao just smiled coldly, without the slightest sign of making a move, in front of him, the Holy Envoy and Venerable Nagarjuna stood side by side, carefully guarded, but no matter how he looked at it, his face was a little pale. (To be continued.) )