Chapter 112: Ink asks black and white

Xia Ju let out a roar like a dragon roaring in the abyss, which could only be heard at first, and then turned into an astonishing howl like a storm and a raging wind, filling the sky and the earth. At the same time, his spherical body spun, and the ink ruler turned into a burning body and quickly lost the physical beam, and it was inseparable from the real and the void

Suddenly, the light left the body, carrying the cold energy that made people feel like entering an ice cellar, and hit Jing Bu in the air.

Mo asks the seven laws of "sudden and unpretentious"!

Jing Bu Jin into the crystal clear, eight-sided exquisite state of guarding the heart, after a laugh to the sky, the mind turned with his heart, the qi should be done, and naturally a sword was split.

The sword qi also changed, and one by one the sword strength surged like a heavy wave, and the power couldn't help but intensify and increase, which was amazing.

Mo asks the seven laws of "stop without ge"!

The two of them attacked each other, both of which were familiar to each other, and they were the most bizarre and inexplicable and shocking changes, showing the bizarre nature of the seven laws of Mowen.

Therefore, the final competition can only be strength and cultivation.

The sound of sword striking was endless.

Xia Ju turned into a ghost shaped like a sphere, and the ink ruler could attack the death threat from any angle and position, and attacked Xia Ju with a fierce attack of mercury and no gaps.

Under Xia Ju's terrifying attack and weeping ghosts, Jing Bu responded with a "defensive" move from beginning to end, exuding a trace of golden light all over his body, and what he relied on was the "Spring and Autumn Xuanti" that Xia Ju was difficult to achieve and difficult to cultivate.

Jing Bu is a descendant of Qin Jing Ke, and the blood of the Jing family naturally flows in his body, and the spiritual power inheritance of his ancestors has finally made a qualitative leap and progress in Jing Bu's generation.

In particular, after Qutang Gorge successively fought with Hua Yuxiu and Lou Chongfeng, the two masters benefited, and now the Spring and Autumn Xuanti has crossed the realm of the demigod body.

On the other side, Nameless Thirteen and Zhang's siblings are also in a fierce battle.

Before this, the Nameless Thirteen only knew that the Zhang sisters and brothers would only have some tricks and tricks, but they would never have imagined that they would have such a high level of martial arts cultivation, worthy of being the first and sixth top killers of the Momen Killer Group, and the tricks and tricks were endless, and every move and style was incredible, and there was no way to prevent it, which was even more dangerous than him in the face of thousands of troops.

The nameless thirteen held the Broken Rainbow spear, and the practice was also the "Broken Rainbow" marksmanship, and after blocking the Zhang sisters and brothers more sword strikes, they performed their own tricks, first with a move "Changhong through the sun" to turn away Zhang Yizhi's sword that broke through the air, and then quickly moved a move "Changhong Lying Wave", which shook Zhang Changzong away.

Finally won a moment of respite.

He made two moves in a row, but the image was fleeting, followed by a powerful impact, which forced Zhang Yizhi to take two steps back in the air, shouted "OK", reorganized the formation, and slammed his chest with another sword.

Zhang Changzong was also spinning in the air, and he flashed again, cooperating with Zhang Yizhi with a sharp heart, and slashed away with a sword.

While the Nameless Thirteen underestimated the Zhang siblings, the Zhang siblings also underestimated the strength of the Nameless Thirteen. The two exchanged glances, both stunned. This little general, who has been in the army since he was a child, followed the Duke of Yan Guo Xu Xiu's southern expedition to the north, and his martial arts cultivation of the gun also has a very deep attainment, even if it is the second of them

When people join forces, they only have a slight upper hand.

The nameless thirteen pupils suddenly tightened, and the two separate individuals of the Zhang family became one again, and then burst out with amazing energy, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

Inside the mouth of the valley, outside the pavilion, they were all filled with the sound of sword strikes and sword qi breaking through the air, and the wheat fields with round prescriptions, pieces of wheat leaves and some green wheat seeds were swept up into the sky by the vigor and rolled up to the sky.

After a few moves, Mo Mei struck out a lightning-like sword, hitting the sharpest blade of the ink ruler.

Jing Bu and Xia Ju shook violently at the same time.

Xia Ju spurted out a mouthful of blood, suffered serious internal injuries, and threw his body backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Jing Bu was not much better than him, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were oozing blood, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.

Xia Ju stood like a gourd-like ball, his pupils contracted suddenly, and after looking up to the sky and screaming sadly, he said very unwillingly: "Okay! Okay! Really good! Big brother, little brother, I lost." But it wasn't that I lost to you, but to the ancestor Mozi. ”

It is rumored that after Mozi, he once left the "black and white theory" hidden in the Juzi Order, which can only be learned by each generation of Juzi and never passed on. Today, Xia Ju was defeated by Jing Bu's sword for the first time, in addition to Jing Bu's Spring and Autumn Xuan Body to help him, there was also this mysterious "black and white theory".

Jing Bu let out a long breath and said, "This may be a fate destined between you and me. Why should you bother?"

Xia Ju said "That is, Shengyu, He Shengliang?" and stopped talking, but turned his gaze to the Zhang sisters and brothers.

Almost at the same time, the Broken Rainbow Long Sword was like a rainbow across the sky, with the most accurate angle, amazing high speed, and the momentum of moving forward without leaving any hands, with the determination to die with the enemy, it hit Zhang Yizhi's butterfly sword.

"Bang!"

The air is booming.

The nameless thirteen bodies shook violently, and the internal organs seemed to be flipped over, and they involuntarily floated backwards, while Zhang Yizhi snorted, and when he fell to the ground, he still retreated a few steps.

However, danger is imminent.

The butterfly sword in Zhang Changzong's hand emitted a sharp and sharp aura, and it went to the chest of the nameless thirteen who drifted back.

The Nameless Thirteen had already calculated that Zhang Changzong would stab this silent sword, and he only hated that his cultivation was limited, and one shot was difficult to reach two swords.

In desperation, he could only use the momentum of drifting to alleviate his injuries.

Suddenly, there was a heartache on the left side of his chest, and his whole body was immediately sore, and blood escaped from his body.

The smell of blood has come to my nose.

At this critical juncture of life and death, if Zhang Changzong is allowed to continue to pursue the Nameless Thirteen, he will definitely die.

Jing Bu made a decisive move, soared into the air, and stabbed upward.

Zhang Changzong saw that after the battle between Jing Bu and Xia Ju, he still had the strength to deal with himself, and he was really a little frightened by this former giant, so he had no choice but to withdraw his sword and leave.

Jing Bu helped the Nameless Thirteen to the ground, and had no time to think about it, so he first examined the wound on the chest of the Nameless Thirteen, secretly calling it a fluke, because the wound only entered the flesh and did not hurt the muscles and bones, but Zhang Changzong stabbed with strength, although it was shallow, it had caused the Nameless Thirteen to suffer serious internal injuries.

Xia Ju and Zhang Yizhi exchanged a look, and planned to take advantage of the nameless thirteen's injury to restrain Jing Bu in one fell swoop, even if he couldn't find Ju Mangding, he could use harsh methods to force him to tell him the whereabouts of Ju Mangding, but when he saw Jing Bu's indifferent and unfathomable eyes and calm demeanor, he couldn't help but dispel his thoughts.

The three of them all suffered a lot of internal injuries, and they all knew the horror and cleverness of Jing Bu's "Spring and Autumn Xuanti" and "Black and White Theory", and it was indeed difficult to have a 100% chance of winning if they continued to fight.

Jing Bu was as indifferent as ever, holding the nameless thirteen with his eyes closed in one hand and his ink eyebrows in the other, not letting his guard down at all. He has grown up in war all his life, and he knows best what is the strategy of surprise and unpreparedness.

The two sides confronted each other, and they didn't let each other's aura go at all.

Half an hour later, Xia Ju carefully observed the face of the Nameless Thirteen who was as pale as a dead man due to excessive blood loss, and knew that if he delayed the time, the Nameless Thirteen would die, and it would no longer be a burden and burden to Jing Bu.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and finally gave up, ordering: "Withdraw." ”

Although the Zhang sisters and brothers were very unwilling, they were helpless.

Zhang Yizhi glared at Jing Bu fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Juzi, please keep Jumang Ding first, he will definitely come to pick it up again one day." ”

Jing Bu showed a look of disdain, and after glancing at the three of them, he said unceremoniously: "Don't send it." ”

Xia Ju sighed lightly and stopped talking, but in the end he didn't say a word, and turned around and left with the Zhang brothers and sisters dejected.

The valley breeze blows slowly, and the swallow dock is quiet and peaceful.

Jing Bu watched Xia Ju and Zhang's siblings disappear, his whole body relaxed, and he immediately spurted out a small mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about his internal injuries, but his hands were like flying fingers, and he was behind the nameless thirteen after counting the big points.

The dozens of true qi sent in from Jing Bu's fingertips first seemed to be chaotic and chaotic between the different veins of the Nameless Thirteen's body, which made him very uncomfortable, but after a while, the true qi was like a stream sprinkled on the river, converging and converging, and the pain decreased sharply, until finally dozens of true qi merged into one, running in the second vein of Rendu, from the tail to the upper gate, through the large vertebra through the hundred will and then through the Yin Hall to run in the middle of the Zhoutian, back and forth, go and come back and forth.

The nameless thirteen were shocked by the sword of Zhang Changzong's sword, and the internal strength that almost dissipated began to gradually condense and improved.

At the same time, I admire Jing Bu's internal strength very much, and it is extremely pure and mysterious.

In fact, the Nameless Thirteen has always remained semi-conscious, knowing in a daze that his little life was once again completely rescued, if it weren't for his timely desperate loss of true yuan to save him, he was afraid that he would definitely be unable to escape death, and his heart couldn't help but be grateful.

Jing Bu is his reborn parent.

The Nameless Thirteen gradually came to his senses and found that Jing Bu was pranayama himself, and he didn't dare to disturb, so he looked at him quietly.

After a while, Jing Bu opened his eyes, his eyes were not full of joy, but full of melancholy, although his injuries had improved a lot, his heart still could not be calm.

He knew that their conspiracy was just the beginning.

Taiping Swallow Dock, maybe it will not be peaceful from now on.

From now on, will Momen really be split into two and keep "black"?