At this moment, Situ Bao's eyes were gradually red, and Dongfang Yao's finger had already made his knees feel numb, which made him very anxious when his movements slowed down, and the wood true qi in his body was rapidly converging towards the injury, among the five elements, the self-healing ability of the wood-based cultivator was the fastest, and the most important thing was the growth characteristics of the wood-based element.76zw.com Seven Paths Chinese

After an instant, Situ Bao felt the pain in his knee lessen by a few points, so he picked up his true qi and planned to continue to break through the roof and escape. But just when his body was just elevated, his heart jumped suddenly, and with that instinctive vigilance, his neck tilted back, and an arrow could graz it.

"Second Master Bao, since you're here, don't leave again, the prince of the province thinks I'm not considerate!" Du Shuo's hand has an extra pair of bows and arrows at some point, many years of military experience and how many times he has rolled in the pile of dead people, he has already practiced one of his superb riding and archery kung fu, and Du Shuo himself is also a martial artist, but he, like most masters in the army, cultivates blood and qi!

After Du Shuo missed an arrow, his tall body suddenly flashed a circle of blood red, and then he suddenly stepped on his feet and hit Situ Bao in mid-air like a javelin.

Situ Bao's center of gravity sank, and the kung fu of carrying the jack pendant avoided Du Shuo, who came quickly, and at the moment when he wiped the top of his head, his hands suddenly struck out, and in the green light, he saw a smile on the corner of Du Shuo's mouth.

Just when Situ Bao's attack was about to reach his body, Du Shu not only did not make a defense, but instead followed Situ Bao's example and his body suddenly sank down, directly hitting the opponent's palm.

Under the strong impact, the corners of Du Shuo's mouth spurted blood, but for him who cultivated blood qi, the more bloody the smell was, the more it could stimulate the limit of his physical energy.

Under Situ Bao's blow, he felt as if he had hit a rock, and the heavy feeling came from his palms to his body, accompanied by the strong smell of blood, and he was actually pressed back to the ground by Du Shusheng from the air, and even more so, Situ Bao's legs were firmly embedded in the floor.

"Blood!" Nangong Ming raised the corner of his eyes, he had heard that Du Shuo, the general of Kongdong, was a master, but looking at it today, this general of Kongdong was really not an ordinary person, fighting the danger of his own injury and restricting the freedom of the enemy, such a ruthless fighting style, Nangong Ming thought that compared to the powerful and incomparable Murong Bai at the time of the martial arts, Du Shuo was much higher!

Situ Bao knew that there was a change, but he was completely suppressed by Du Shuo, feeling the sound behind him, he knew that in this period, the elegant and agile champion Lang would not let go of this opportunity.

Situ Bao's eyes suddenly opened, and the green light was shining in an instant, and two tree vines were surprisingly born in his palm, you must know that the most powerful power in the world is the development of seeds, even Du Shuo, who attracted the blood qi of the whole body like a killing god, was forcibly pushed out.

"How can a person do this?" For one of the most famous martial arts in the wood system exercises, Dongfang Yao naturally knew. But he didn't understand why so many people would make this move, could it be that the wood martial arts were so easy to cultivate, if so, it would be too much of a loss if he was not a wood martial artist.

Thinking about it, seeing that Nangong Ming's figure rushing forward was suddenly surrounded by vines growing from the ground, Dongfang Yao immediately cheered up and rushed forward with a gun.

"Poisonous Dragon Drill!" The spear with an earthy yellow halo shook from Dongfang Yao's hand, and the rotating body of the spear was like a drill bit, and it suddenly crashed into the dense vines with Situ Bao as the center.

It's a pity that the poisonous dragon drill, which is also very powerful as an earth-based lineage, has encountered a wood-based martial art, but it can't be used, on one side is the tree vine that was shattered by Dongfang Yao, and on the other hand, it is a newborn plant stem that grows wildly. Dongfang Yao was anxious but he couldn't do anything in his heart, but he didn't know that Nangong Ming, who he was worried about, had already turned into a gust of breeze, and when he saw that he had broken through the entanglement of the trees and vines, he forced Situ Bao, who was about to jump up again.

Wind is everywhere and pervasive, and Nangong Ming's thirteen swords of wind that will come out at this moment have evolved the characteristics of wind to the extreme. For the not famous but powerful martial arts on the rivers and lakes, Situ Bao had to give up and escape seriously.

"Thirteen swords of the wind, the wind groans, the wind rises, the wind blows, the wind passes!" The Qingmang Sword in Nangong Ming's hand slashed through the Dao Dao light, and the wind elements around his body gathered more and more, and when he stayed later, it seemed to form a tornado, blowing straight into the whole room as if it was about to be lifted.

"The Wind Death Formula, as well as the matching Wind Death Thirteen Swords, were created by an unknown person in the South China Sea in the early years, and the whole Daqian was famous for a while, and there were countless masters who were defeated under it. But then he disappeared with the death of that master. Xiao Minggui is a descendant of the Nangong Ming family, and it may not be unusual for him to have this classic in his family, but he is still young but has such a cultivation, which is too difficult to understand. Dongfang Yao stared at Nangong Ming and Situ Bao, who were entangled together, and muttered to himself.

"Ah Yao, General Du, still don't want to help?" As Nangong Ming's powerful sword skills were fully activated, the gusts of wind in the room seemed to be endowed with a blade by him, and when the wind stopped, Situ Bao's ten thousand green ivy winding that was emitted by the true qi of his whole body also completely dissipated.

However, after using the powerful killing move, the two of them did not stop, but chose to bully themselves by forcibly raising their true qi. At this time, he saw that Nangong Ming was indeed a little inferior, and he was holding a sword and Situ Bao's pair of fleshy palms together, but he was not pleasing at all, and he was even faintly at a disadvantage.

Of course, this is not entirely to blame Nangong Ming's own cultivation is not enough, after all, even the Nangong family only has a fragment of the legendary wind trick, if there is a complete classic, maybe the current Nangong Ming's cultivation has already reached a higher level, and it will not be so difficult to deal with Cheese Bolai.

Moreover, Nangong Ming's time of practicing this method is not very long, and even if he uses all his true qi to exert his true qi in the total of thirteen swords, he can only barely launch twelve swords, as for the powerful thirteenth sword of Xuanqi, Nangong Ming can't even figure it out.

The green mang flickered, and the sword track that originally hit the opponent's left rib suddenly changed, and when Situ Bao reacted and instinctively took a step back, Nangong Ming's sword slashed across his chest.

"Haha, interesting!" Situ Bao leaned back, and two short crutches suddenly stretched out from the cuffs of his raised arms, and one after another the force directly acted on the sword body of Nangong Ming's rung, Nangong Ming only felt a tightness in his chest, and was immediately pushed back by the superimposed power several steps.

"Second Master Bao is good at cultivating, but I, Du Shu, have killed countless people in my life, the more difficult it is, the more excited I am, come again!" Du Shuo stomped on the ground, and the blood-red light immediately came from the bottom up, and when his eyes were dyed red, his body bounced up again, and with a swing of his hand, he pulled out a tiger-headed broadsword, and beckoned to Situ Bao, who was already standing in place.

"Today, do you really plan to keep me here?" Situ Bao touched his crutches, and the vines around him that shook like flames directly reflected how deep his attainments were in the wood system.

"That's right!" Dongfang Yao replied loudly, the spear in his hand stabbed at the same time. He had already made up his mind that no matter what the cost, he would have to get rid of the right-hand man of the Ming Zheng prince in front of him.

"If you want my Situ Bao's life, you will also pay the price!" Situ Bao knew that if he blindly sought to escape, he was afraid that he would be entangled by the other party and then slowly consumed to death. Instead of that, if you fight hard, he who has followed the prince of Ming Zheng for many years, in fact, also has a tyrannical ruthlessness in his heart, and anyone who stops him will die!

"Falling to the ground, not moving like a mountain, a thousand hands like this!" Situ Bao slowly closed his eyes, but in his mind, he clearly sensed that the three of Nangong Ming at this moment surrounded themselves in the shape of a character, and some of the factory guards and soldiers outside the door who were gradually gaining momentum also entered the room and opened their bows and arrows......

"Look at the sword!"

"Poison Dragon Drill!"

"Roar!" ......

Nangong Ming and the other two had a tacit understanding to launch moves at the same time, thinking that even if they were as strong as Situ Bao, they would not be able to cope with one or the other. It's a pity, but the result is much beyond people's expectations, Situ Bao, who is about to be attacked, seems to have a third palm behind his back, not only using double crutches to frame the other two, but Nangong Ming in front of him was even more resisted by a golden Buddha palm, and the true qi in his body was frantically pulled out like flowing water......

Boom! The loud sound appeared again, this time, it really lifted the roof completely, and the brick walls around it also collapsed, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, I saw Situ Bao sitting cross-legged in the middle, and the three people next to him seemed to be caught by something, and the true qi did not want money to gush out wildly......

"Shoot the arrow!" At the moment when the four of them held each other, Jia Lian and his subordinates finally had a free time, and the arrows of the factory guard flew towards Situ Bao like a cow's hair.

"A thousand Buddha hands!" Situ Bao, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and the golden Buddha hand that was originally conjured up behind his back suddenly turned into thousands, and all the arrows that were shooting towards him stopped in the air, and they were all caught hard, and then fell to the ground with all their strength......

"En?" At this moment, Situ Bao, who had already put the true qi of his whole body to the maximum, suddenly paused, and he had already felt that the strength in his middle suddenly decreased, and he no longer posed a threat to him later, as if Situ Bao, who had found a breakthrough, was willing to let go, and immediately struck in the direction of Nangong Ming with one palm.

But that true qi that looked like a Buddha's hand was not blocked at all, and Nangong Ming, who had been holding him all along, was long gone, and by the time he noticed it, a vague figure had already crossed in front of Situ Bao's eyes......

"If it weren't for my lack of cultivation, I would ...... today Lord Wang, the old slave can no longer assist you, just now I took advantage of the chaos to send out the arrows that have been obtained by our spies, you, be more careful......" Situ Bao felt that his neck was very cold, and he had never been cold at this moment. Just now, he obviously saw Nangong Ming flickering in front of his eyes, and when he became alert, Situ Bao suddenly found that his neck suddenly itched.

"Nangong swordsmanship, seriously...... Name...... Situ Bao suddenly accepted all resistance, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his bosom and recited it silently, and when a passage of scripture was finished by him, his head was quietly separated from his neck.......