Chapter 227: Suppression

After so many years in the industry, I have not seen a lot of evil people whose flesh and skin are as hard as steel, but the old style looks like flesh and blood, the skin surface has not undergone any changes, and there is no armor hard scales attached, how did this hardness as hard as steel come about?

The master originally seemed to want to break the old style of tendons, and the sword blade was picked up from the bottom up, but at this time, seeing that the old style was invulnerable, he immediately shook a sword with his backhand, and then pulled Qiao Sanye and hurriedly retreated.

I saw that Qiao Sanye's wrist was already red, and the Lingyun around the old man's body was drilling into his meridians along the wound, but the master only had the mind to retreat at the moment, and he didn't seem to notice that Qiao Sanye was injured.

If you let Lingyun press into Qiao Sanye's heart, it will be over!

I didn't have to say anything, I immediately pounced on it, threw out two Three Immortal Talismans, and attacked Qiao Sanye's wrist.

Before Fu touched Qiao Sanye's wrist, he burst into flames in the air, and a large stream of righteous qi gushed out from the flames and quickly pressed on Sanye's wrist.

I was caught by the old guy just now, and the fake skin on the third master's wrist was torn on the spot, and the righteousness I sacrificed out can fill the hole in the fake skin.

There was still a part of the spiritual rhyme that rushed into Qiao Sanye's heart, and Qiao Sanye immediately changed his internal breath, let the meridians go retrograde, and forced this spiritual rhyme out.

I had just put down the hand that was throwing the talisman here, and on that side, the old man suddenly flashed his body and pressed towards the master and the third master Qiao.

As soon as he moved like this, the spirit rhyme that filled the air suddenly became extremely thin, and it seemed that most of the spirit rhyme had retracted into his body, but because the rhyme changed too quickly, he couldn't sense the specific process of the spirit rhyme retracting at all.

The old style is not moving, and this move is galloping.

Master and Third Master Qiao retreated backwards, and the speed was originally slower than when they were marching head-on, not to mention, the speed of the old style was a few points faster than that of Third Master Qiao.

With only one breath, the old style was pasted, and the master pushed Qiao Sanye away, and then shook the long sword violently, directly attacking the old style's left eye.

The old trick did not dodge or dodge, and when the master stepped out of the sword, he saw a flash of afterimage between his elbows, followed by a sharp sound of metal intersecting.

At the same time as the old man set off, I had already loaded the gun, and by the time the sound of metal handover exploded, I had already rushed behind the master with the fishbone gun.

At that time, I was about a meter and a half away from the old guy, which was beyond his attack range, but still within the attack range of the fishbone gun.

I saw the opportunity and immediately used the golden style and stabbed the master in the back.

Master had heard my footsteps early in the morning, and he could definitely hear the sound of the blade of the gun breaking through the air at this moment, and he immediately understood, and in a hurry, he got out of the way, and the spear grazed the master's arm, piercing the old man's heart.

The soft sword in my master's hand is just a Tang sword that has been added to the spiritual rhyme, which is several grades worse than the fishbone gun, in terms of sharpness and lethality, the soft sword cannot be compared with the spear left by the ancestor.

The blade of the gun was impartial, and it was firmly pressed against the old man's heart, and at that time, I felt that the resistance from the gun head was very weak, and with only a little force, I could pierce most of the gun into the old man's chest.

This did not fit my original plan, I took the spear against him in order to control the distance, and once the distance was shortened, I could not control his movements.

As soon as the gun was straightened, I quickly regained my strength, and then sharply deflected and stabbed it in the throat of the old man.

It just so happened that when I changed the path of the gun, he also reached out to grab the gun, and it was I who deflected the gun before him, so that he did not grasp the barrel of the gun.

The reason why the resistance from the blade of the gun was so weak just now was that the old man's chest was rotten, but his throat was still intact, and as soon as the tip of the gun touched the flesh of his neck, I felt a rather stiff reaction.

With such a sharp spear, it could only leave a small wound on his skin.

The force of the old man's charge was quite strong, and I also stodied my heels, and I gripped the barrel of the gun with both hands to barely hold him off.

At this time, Master and Qiao Sanye leaned over one after another, one attacking the old man's left leg and the other attacking his right leg.

Although the old style is strong, it is also a little stretched under the common wrap of the three people.

On the one hand, he wanted to avoid Master and Qiao Sanye, and on the other hand, he wanted to block the fishbone gun, but his energy was scattered, and that side could only barely resist, but he had no chance of backhand at all.

It is said that with the extremely hard body of the old handle, he should not be afraid of the master's long sword and Qiao Sanye's iron fingers, but in order to protect his two legs, he has been tossing and turning, and his movements are very embarrassing.

I took a cursory look at his movements, and suddenly had a plan: "Legs are his life, and the root of Lingyun is underground!" ”

The reason why I say this is also because I remember that when Lao Shi attacked us with Lingyun for the first time, he actually only released a Lingyun from his body, and the Lingyun that came from the forest did not come from his physical body, which is enough to show that his physical body is not the only source of Lingyun.

Besides, he seems to be very afraid of hurting his legs, so I suspect that the roots of the spirit rhyme are underground, and the reason why he can use these spirit rhymes is because a large stream of spirit rhyme is pressed down the soles of his feet into his leg veins, and then spread to the whole body, if the meridians on his legs are injured, it is like a big tree that has lost its roots, and can no longer draw nutrients from the earth's crust.

As soon as I shouted, Master and Qiao Sanye immediately strengthened their offensive, and it was difficult for the veteran to avoid the joint attack of Master and Qiao Sanye by dodging alone, so he could only keep pressing his palms to deal with the two of them, and this also caused him to open up the three lanes.

Every time I waved my arm to fend off Master and Third Master Qiao, I saw the right time and quickly shot his gun and pointed it at his head and throat.

I don't want to cripple him, I just want to be able to disrupt his pace with the powerful impact of gold.

The strength of the old style is not small, but the weight of the body is no different from ordinary people, every time I click, he will lose his balance in an instant, and can only quickly stumble a few steps to re-stabilize his body.

His steps were so chaotic that Master and Third Master Qiao could immediately find the gap in the attack, and attack the veteran-style Taixi Cave with wisps.

This acupuncture point is located between the inner ankle of the foot and the tendon of the heel bone tendon, which is an extremely important pulse node in the Zushao Yin and Kidney Meridians.

To put it in layman's terms, as long as this vein is broken, the spiritual rhyme in the old master's body can become extremely unstable, and the connection between him and the rhyme root is also very likely to be interrupted.

I shot more than ten times, and Master and Qiao Sanye finally penetrated the old-fashioned Taixi acupoint, and the old-fashioned trouser leg was already soaked with black blood at this time, and the spiritual rhyme that pressed on his body also began to disperse extremely quickly.