Chapter 47: The Temple of Wind and Snow Mountain (Part II)
The light of the candles gradually lit up the ruined mountain temple, and the howling wind and snow seemed to be burned by the firelight, and the candles could not be extinguished. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The light of the candle flame reflected everyone's cheeks, and their expressions looked a little cloudy.
Wow.
Sou.
Shout.
At the same time as Fengyin's mother-in-law turned around with a candle, a bald middle-aged man, two fat and thin men, a bright red woman, and a thin young man, moved and attacked Zhao Hang.
Zhao Hang's expression was solemn, and his eyes were paying attention to the movements of the five top first-class martial artists. At the moment when they moved, Zhao Hang also moved.
One stepped back, retreating a few steps in a row, a little foot, thinking of the direction of Xie Cang on the left. Immediately afterwards, his body paused slightly, his speed suddenly accelerated, and he rushed towards the bald middle-aged man.
Among the six top first-class martial artists, the strength of the bald middle-aged man is the most familiar to Zhao Hang, and he is a master of foreign horizontal practice. The power is endless.
Such a top master from outside the family, if ordinary people encounter it, they may choose to stay in the last one to deal with. However, Zhao Hang chose him to be the first to deal with.
The body rushed towards the bald middle-aged man like lightning, and slapped it out, and the palm wind was wanton and furious, setting off a stormy wave. As soon as he made a move, it was rumored to open the mountain palm on the rivers and lakes.
"Kaishan Palm?!"
The bald middle-aged man saw that Zhao Hang was opening the mountain, and his heart was happy and angry. A punch slammed out, and the air exploded instantly, and the thick arms seemed to be channeling the power of the whole body, converging on the fist. The fist, with the power of the explosion.
Boom.
A palm and a fist slammed together, and the terrifying power exploded in an instant, forming a strong air flow that swept in all directions. Even the wind and snow that fell from the hole in the head rolled upside down.
Click.
Burst.
Blood spurts, blood spills.
The bones of the bald middle-aged man's right hand were broken inch by inch, and the terrifying force of the mountain palm shattered all the bones of his hand, and his arm was cracked one by one, and the blood was blurred. The body, like a cannonball, flew out, smashed through the mountain temple, and fell into the snowstorm.
A large crack appeared in the wall, and a large amount of wind and snow poured into the mountain temple, and the strange whistling sound was like a wolf howling ghost.
"Hmph. ”
Xie Cang saw Zhao Hang punch the bald middle-aged man and snorted lightly.
"There are some abilities, no wonder you can get magic weapons. ”
Granny Fengyin smiled in a low voice, not caring about the life and death of a top-notch martial artist.
Seeing this, the fat and thin two men, the woman in bright red clothes, and the thin young man changed slightly. The bald middle-aged man is undoubtedly the strongest of the five, especially the foreign family who practices horizontally, has amazing defense and strength, and was blown away by Zhao Hang with one punch.
The four of them are all characters who have been honed for a long time on the rivers and lakes, and they quickly recovered after a moment of panic.
The fat and thin men attacked Zhao Hang on the left and the right, and the fat man's attack was extremely grand, opening and closing, like a rolling river;
The red woman's attack is not very strong, and her body is not very smart. However, the secret weapon method is unexpected, and it is impossible to prevent it.
The most hidden thing is the thin young man, several attacks, each attack, the number of martial arts paths is different, very complicated.
Zhao Hang jumped and dodged the iron dysentery that flew in, and one by one the iron dysentery smashed on the ground, small pits appeared, and the ground was shattered.
His eyes swept over the four of them, paying attention to the attacks of the four. The light in his eyes flashed, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, and he slaughtered the fat man among the fat and thin men.
"Fatty, be careful. ”
The thin man walked a little and leaned towards the fat man.
The fat man looked up, his expression changed in shock, and he suddenly remembered the bald middle-aged man who was seriously injured by Zhao Hang just now, and quickly retreated.
Zhao Hang pounced, and when he was close to the fat man, he slapped his palm towards the pillar beside him, and the pillar shook. And the direction of Zhao Hang's body suddenly changed, shifting to the thin man.
When the thin man saw Zhao Hang coming, it was too late to change his direction. A large hand grabbed his neck, and then the terrifying force crushed his neck.
Click.
Zhao Hang crushed the thin man's neck hard, threw the thin man's body at the flying iron dysentery, and blocked the iron dysentery one by one.
"Skinny. ”
The fat man roared angrily and stared at Zhao Hang angrily, his body flashed with red light, and even his body seemed to be a lot bigger. stepped heavily and rushed towards Zhao Hang like a bomb.
Zhao Hang's expression remained unchanged, looking at the fat man who had come back. A punch slammed into the fat man, and the terrifying force directly exploded the fat man. Blood splattered and mixed with internal organs.
Blood fell down, and Zhao Hang's figure disappeared.
The woman in bright red and the thin young man looked around vigilantly, searching for Zhao Hang's traces.
Burst.
A large hand pierced through the thin young man's chest, clutching a heart that was still beating. The thin young man looked down and closed his eyes.
Zhao Hang threw his beating heart aside, frowned, and glanced at his waist, where a long sword as thin as a cicada's wings pierced into it. It was the attack of the thin young man before he died, so vague and tricky that even Zhao Hang didn't react.
Pulling out the long sword at his waist, looking at the woman in bright red clothes, Zhao Hang suddenly moved.
After three breaths.
The head and body of the woman in bright red flew away, and the bright blood stained the ground.
Killing the five top first-class martial artists one by one, Zhao Hang did not relax in the slightest. turned around and looked at Xie Cang and Fengyin's mother-in-law, and his heart was extremely solemn.
The strength of the five top first-class martial artists was indeed good, but compared to the two cultivators in front of them, the difference was too far.
"There are some means. Granny Fengyin smiled, "It seems that the old woman has to do it herself." ”
"Granny Fengyin. ”
Xie Cang suddenly spoke, staring at Granny Fengyin.
"Since these people are dead, it is better for us to do it at the same time. Whoever Zhao Hang dies in his hands, how about getting the magic weapon?"
Fengyin's mother-in-law thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, then let's do it." "Both of them are afraid that the other will sneak attack, and it is the best choice to do it together.
Fengyin's mother-in-law and Xie Cang shot at the same time, their crutches fluttering, like a spiritual snake, and the big sword was domineering, cutting the sky and the earth.
Zhao Hang faced two such powerful enemies, his spirit was tense, and he wholeheartedly confronted the two cultivators in front of him.
Wow.
The dazzling sword slashed in, bringing a splatter of blood. Zhao Hang's arm was almost cut off by Xie Cang.
Boom.
A crutch appeared strangely behind his back and hit Zhao Hang's juniors, as if he was about to break all of Zhao Hang's bones.
Zhao Hang continued to dodge the attacks of Fengyin's mother-in-law and Xie Cang, there were more and more wounds on his body, the consumption of strength was getting bigger and bigger, and the light in his eyes became more and more fierce.
Kill, kill, kill.
Kill the two people in front of you.
Kill everyone who stands in your way.
The wind blew, and the candle flame ignited the withered grass in the mountain temple, or spread quickly, gradually forming a fire, thunderclapping, and the fire soared into the sky.
In the fire, Zhao Hang, Fengyin's mother-in-law, and Xie Cang didn't care at all.
Fengyin's mother-in-law and Xie Can surrounded and killed Zhao Hang, but they didn't use all their strength, for fear that the other party would sneak attack.
Zhao Hang's face was hideous, with fierce killing intent, but his strength was limited, and he couldn't resist the siege of the two cultivators, and there were more and more wounds on his body, and the blood gradually stained his whole body.
"I'm going to get stronger. ”
"Stronger. ”
"Stronger. ”
Zhao Hang's heart kept roaring, his eyes were filled with fierce red light, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be burning, flowing wildly, stimulating every cell in his body.
"Roar!!