Chapter 494: Strict Technique

Yan Bo took the peachwood sword and handed it to Yan Buliu with a wicked smile.

"No!" Yan Bo shook the peachwood sword and said, "Take it and use it!"

"............" Yan Buliu looked dazed, and took the peachwood sword like a walking corpse. (≖_≖ )

As for where did this peachwood sword come from?

In fact, Zhang Yi was casually thrown aside by Zhang Yi when he beat the prince on the night.

"Alright, let's get on!" Mr. Liu clamped his neck between his heads and kept muttering to Wang Ziye.

The matter has come to this point, and the prince will not grind his mouth at night, after all, among the remaining people, only Yan Buliu can still come out to fight, and the rest of the people are either unconscious or half-disabled, and they are like this, and now there are still four people who can speak, which is already a great luck!

"Hah!" Wang Ziye held the peachwood sword in both hands, his eyes flashed with a tough look, and he shouted angrily, and rushed towards Wang Ziye.

Yan Bo and Mr. Liu saw that Yan Buliu rushed towards Wang Ziye in a heroic manner, and were about to open their mouths to cheer.

I saw that Yan Buliu's figure twisted and turned his head back......

Yan Bo:( ́⊙ω⊙')

Mr. Liu:( ́⊙ω⊙')

Yan Bubo did not run to Mr. Liu and his party, but ran to Wang Fan, and as soon as he ran in, he wiped Wang Fan with a peachwood sword, and smeared the blood on Wang Fan's body on the peachwood sword.

After wiping it off, Yan Buliu read in a low voice: "Danzhu mouth god, tongue god righteousness, Luo Qianzhi god, throat god tiger ben, heart god Dan Yuan, make me understand the truth, think about the spirit of the liquid, the Tao qi lasts forever, and the urgency is like a law."

In an instant, the peach wood emitted a burst of red light, and at this time, Yan Buliu re-grasped the peach wood sword with both hands, shouted, and killed Wang Ziye.

Yan Bo: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Mr. Liu: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Yan Buliu's operation really surprised Mr. Liu and the others.

"Eat me with a sword!" After Yan Buliu came to Wang Ziye's side, a hand-changing sword swept and slashed at Wang Ziye's calf socket at a slight angle.

Wang Ziye had already discovered Yan Buliu who had slashed with his sword, but he was delayed by Master Zhijue, and he couldn't spare the energy to dodge Yan Buliu's sword.

"Click", Wang Ziye's little feet were instantly cut off by Wang Ziye.

If it was before, let alone cutting off Wang Ziye's feet, it would not be easy to even cut out a white mark, but now it is not what it used to be, Wang Ziye was forced to be ground like this by everyone, and most of the corpse qi absorbed from the corpse moss was used to repair the damage caused by Master Zhijue, and even the corpse qi that was originally wrapped around his body like a bandage had long since dissipated.

At this time, Wang Ziye was extremely annoyed, if he could have obeyed his intuitive warning earlier, and directly beheaded Zhang Yi at the beginning, there was no such thing at all, and the damage caused by those few white gas attacks to Wang Ziye was too heavy!

After Yan Buliu cut off Wang Ziye's calf with a sword, he gave Master Zhijue a look, and in an instant Master Zhijue understood Yan Buliu's thoughts, and his toes stepped back on the ground for a moment, and he began to take deep breaths violently and quickly.

With that kind of breathing, Master Zhijue's body quickly turned red, and it seemed that Master Zhijue had used that breathing method again.

………

Master Zhijue is accumulating his strength to make a big move, and Yan Buliu is confronting Wang Ziye like a great enemy.

For Wang Ziye, who was repairing his calf, Yan Buliu did not go up to carry out the act of falling into the well. Because Yan Buliu wanted to drag Wang Ziye, not kill Wang Ziye, and Yan Buliu didn't have the ability to kill Wang Ziye.

The prince was not suppressed by Master Zhijue at night, and Yan Buliu did not take advantage of the fire to rob, so he quickly repaired the severed calf. Of course, this kind of rapid is very fast compared to the earlier ones, but compared to the earliest ones, it is far from the first.

"Get out of here!" After Wang Ziye repaired his little feet, his scarlet eyes glanced at the Zhijue Master not far away, then turned his gaze back to Yan Buliu, who was staring coldly, and spoke.

"Oops! The first time was not to do it, but to talk to me! It's time to stall again! Yan Buyu said secretly in his heart.

Thinking about it, Yan Buliu raised the corners of his mouth, and teased: "Get out!?" Which one are you talking about!? Roll or roll!? ”

"Look for death!" The prince turned his fingers into claws and grabbed Yan Buliu.

Although Yan Buliu's mouth was pulling, his mind never relaxed, and he raised his sword and slashed it the moment Wang Ziye caught it.

The angle of this sword is very tricky, and it directly cut off Wang Ziye's arm with a single sword.

"You ......" Wang Ziye missed the blow, raised his other hand and slapped Yan Buliu.

Yan Buliu withdrew the peachwood sword, kept his hands all the way, the sword face was parallel and stabbed, and a sword stabbed in the crook of Wang Ziye's arm. In an instant, the strength of Wang Ziye's palm seemed to be deflated, and his strength was completely lost, and he immediately drooped.

Yan Buliu hit the blow, and after blocking this blow, he immediately put away his sword and returned the move, put his hands on his chest, and looked at Wang Ziye coldly.

"Damn!" Wang Ziye scolded in a low voice, and his moves instantly became cold.

But Wang Ziye's moves can be strictly kept down.

"! This unscrupulous black doctor is so powerful! When Yan Bo saw this scene, he immediately exclaimed.

Originally, Yan Bo thought that Yan Bubo was going to delay time, and he was also like everyone before him, and he gritted his teeth and persevered. But now, Prince Ye can cut off his hands and feet or make him suddenly lose his strength when he makes half of his moves.

"What's all the fuss, he is also a doctor, and he must know a lot about the structure of the human body!" Mr. Liu said indifferently: "What's so strange about knowing the thin landing point of the human body and the force point of the move?"

"You forgot! When he used a watermelon knife to cut the white bone corpse before, it was called a neat and neat one, and it was specially selected to cut the weak points of others! Mr. Liu continued: "Otherwise, do you think that with his days of drinking and overindulgence every day, he can fight like this with Wang Ziye?"

"It seems that it is better to scold him less in the future!" Yan Bo swallowed his saliva and said.

Yan Bo and Mr. Liu chatted on their side, Yan Buliu and Wang Ziye were inseparable, on par.

At this time, the prince didn't mention how much fire he had, and every time he made a move halfway, he would be poked to an inexplicable place by Yan Buliu, and then he was instantly paralyzed and powerless, so he was cracked lightly.

“kao！ This human body is a problem, if it is his own body, there is no such thing as meridians and tendons, and it will not be used at all. Wang Ziye cursed in his heart.

When Wang Ziye and Yan Buliu were inseparable, Master Zhijue's breathing method had already dyed his whole body red.

Not only that, but Master Zhijue raised one hand very slowly while maintaining this breathing method. (Not the hand that trembled badly, of course!) )