Updated: 2012-11-27

"Kill!"

The two disciples let out a loud shout, and the weapons in their hands slashed down at Shen Cong. No pop-up window update fast // The wind is blowing, and Shen Cong is split in two by the blade. The two couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that something was wrong. There was no sense of a blade entering the flesh at all, and it was the air that was chopping at all.

"Run!"

Just a moment, recognize the situation. This kind of attack can't make a difference, this person's strength is much higher than they imagined. If you can't hit it with a blow, you immediately want to run away. The sirens sounded, and it didn't take long for someone to arrive. When they find out the credit of the target, they can't escape it.

Shen Cong appeared in shape, and the dragon bird knife turned into a match, facing the front is a roll. The two of them were shocked, and their bodies retreated two meters back in an impossible way. At such a distance, no matter how long the blade is, I am afraid it will not be able to match the two of them.

The two couldn't help but be overjoyed, but they saw Shen Cong suddenly retract the knife and leave. Seeing this scene, the two couldn't help but be stunned, and before they could understand it, their bodies were in pain, and then they couldn't see anything, and the surroundings became dark.

Shaking off the blood on the Dragon Sparrow Knife, Shen Cong's face showed pain. The dantian was still expanding, and the power of flames was rushing into it. And just now he got up and killed people, making the situation more and more critical, if he didn't find a way to break the seal, Shen Cong would be killed by the power of the flames.

"How!"

The sound of clothes breaking through the sky sounded, Shen subconsciously raised his head, and Moro's gloomy face fell into his eyes. Even if they were still some distance away, Shen Cong could feel Mo Luo's cold aura.

The huge aura pressed down, and Shen Cong straightened his waist and looked at Mo Luo indifferently. In the face of the pursuit of the sixth-order powerhouse, it is difficult to escape, and there is nowhere to escape, and more importantly, Shen Cong has no idea of escaping at all now!

Naturally, it is impossible, Shen Cong is only trying to survive, and sometimes he is desperate, just to live a better life, just like now.

"Drink!"

The aura of flames rose up, fangs sprouted, and all the power in the dantian converged towards the arm. The meridians were smoking, twisted by the power of the flames, and unspeakable pain swirled through the body. With one step, Shen rushed from his fist to the sky.

The majestic power came to his face, and he was sealed, and he could still exert such an attack, the potential of this son was unimaginable, but the more it was like this, the more sneered Mo Luo's face became. Less than the sixth order, all resistance is meaningless, no matter how great the potential is, in the end, it is not to be captured by him.

"Bang!"

Shen spit out from a mouthful of blood, but he resisted. There was a hint of surprise on Morrow's face, and then he sneered, and his strength increased by three points. was afraid that Shen Cong would be slapped to death with one palm, but he didn't do his best before. Now under this force, Shen Cong's arm made a strange sound, but he couldn't withstand the strength and was about to break his bones.

"Broken!"

With a roar, the power of the flames was pressed back, and the black film of the dantian shattered at once. Shen Cong's eyes were sharp, Mo Luo just thought that Shen Cong was going to fight hard, but the palm position was losing resistance, and Shen Cong flew out upside down in an instant and crashed into the house.

It's always easy to kill, but it's hard to get alive. If a sixth-order powerhouse wants to capture a third-order martial artist, although it is troublesome, it is just a waste of hands. However, the partial life Shen could not be judged by an ordinary third-order martial artist, even if Mo Luo had already overestimated it in his heart, he found that he still looked down on it.

Killing, but a palm. Arresting people, but shooting people away. Moreau rushed into the house, but there was still Shen Cong's shadow. Finally people came from outside, and when they saw Moreau standing, they didn't dare to speak.

With a gloomy smile on his face, Mo Luo looked around and sneered, "I know that you are here now, and your transformation technique is indeed masterful, but if you think that you can escape like this, you will underestimate me Mo!"

There was no answer, as if Moreau was talking to himself. The disciples outside looked strange and didn't know what Moreau was doing. Only Li Miaoshui stepped forward and looked at the surrounding scene. There is nothing unusual, if someone told her that there were Tibetans here in the past, Li Miaoshui would never believe it, but now it is true.

"Come out honestly, I'm in a good mood, and I can spare your life. If you resist again, don't blame Mo for being polite!" Mo Luo snorted coldly, but he had to answer silently.

"Boom!"

Half of the house was destroyed, and there was nothing but broken walls and rubble. Li Miaoshui looked around and stopped suddenly, "It's not good, Master, there's a hole here, I'm afraid that kid has already run away before!"

Moreau's eyes widened, and he flashed over, and saw the hole that could pass through one person. It was blocked by other debris before, but I didn't see this position. Mo Luo's expression was gloomy, his figure rose to the sky, and he looked down, but there was still a figure somewhere.

Moreau was not reconciled, and frantically searched around. If you want to arrest Shen Cong before, just to kill and vent your hatred later. Now, then, it's for the profound transfiguration technique. As long as it is obtained, it is possible to make Moreau go one step further. In his current state, every progress is huge, how can he not be moved.

The air was filled with whistling sounds, showing Morona's restless state of mind. But no matter how you look for it, you can't see the slightest figure. There are many trees below, but it is quite far from the cave, and it is impossible to escape into it in such a short time. Moreau's eyes stared down with gloom, his fists clenched, and his whole body was full of tyranny.

"Oh no, it's a mistake!"

A shout came from below, and Moreau looked away. At some point, black smoke rose from the cave. At first, it was very little, but in a moment, a raging fire rose into the sky.

"Granary, it's that kid!"

Morrow rushed down, but saw nothing but the fire. Molrow didn't care about the fire, but this feeling of being played with by someone made Moreau extremely depressed.

A group of disciples rushed to put out the fire, and the location where the grain was stored was originally a dry place, but now it is on fire, but it is not easy to extinguish it. Fortunately, everyone is very human, but they are quick to move.

"It's not good, there is another place to go fire!"

As soon as these words were uttered, Moreau disappeared in place. When they rushed to the location of the fire, the result was the same as before. There was no human figure, only the roaring flames. As if mocking Moreau, his face was blue and white.

It was as if the prelude was about to enter the high/high tide, and the whole cave was on fire. The places were far away, and it became difficult for everyone to make a save. It is said that there is a sixth-order powerhouse, and it is difficult to set it on fire, but it can be found and killed immediately.

But the partial life Mo Luo couldn't notice Shen Cong's trace at all, and when he rushed there, it was already full of flames, and the fire was extinguished with a palm of qi, but the house was also destroyed.

Morrow flew into the air and looked at the scene below. Now it is no longer on fire, but the entire cave is almost burning. A suffocating murderous aura permeated the surroundings, and at this moment, Moro was like a powder keg, no matter who touched it, it would explode.

"Good Luoshui Sect disciple, don't let me meet you again in the future, otherwise I will break your body into pieces!" A huge voice exploded in mid-air, and the birds and beasts around were quiet, and they were also afraid of that kind of breath.

A few miles away from the cave, on top of a large tree. A figure stood on top, his clothes were torn, his chest was covered with blood, he looked extremely embarrassed, and his face was full of smiles at the moment.

"It's just interest, in the future, it will always be counted as today's enemy, before I come, don't die first!" Shen Cong said softly, tiptoeing, and his figure disappeared into the jungle. In the vast sea of forests, even if a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm wants to find someone, it is difficult, let alone a person like Shen Cong who can be transformed.

Twenty days later, a hidden hill. Outside the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but there is a figure lurking in the cave, it is Shen Cong who escaped at the beginning. Leaving that day, Shen Cong's body was already seriously injured, but for safety, he still traveled for a day away from the cave before finally stopping.

The dantian is damaged, the meridians are broken, these are all serious injuries, and if they are not handled well, they will even affect their cultivation in the future. On the contrary, it was a muscle laceration in his body, which was a trivial matter and had little impact on Shen.

The qi and blood of the whole body continued to fluctuate, and the power of the flames rose. A ripple vibrated slightly outside Shen Cong's body, and after a while, Shen Cong opened his eyes, and the acceleration of time stopped.

Standing up from the ground, feeling the physical condition, Shen Cong's brows finally slowed down, "The dantian's injuries have finally been repaired, and the meridians have recovered, even more tenacious than before the injury, and the amount of true qi is more than twice that of ordinary cultivators, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." ”

Walking outside the cave, the sun was shining, Shen Cong's eyes narrowed, but he was in a good mood. Swallowing five bottles of spiritual liquid at the same time and using it to break the seal of the rank dantian is a very dangerous practice in itself. And in the end, he was disturbed, and even collided with a sixth-order powerhouse, Shen never died on the spot, thanks to the zombie body.

If ordinary people play like this, they will already go crazy and die at the moment they are disturbed, where is the next thing. And Shen Cong is also a wonderful person, and in such a serious situation, he has to set fire everywhere in the Moluo Cave Mansion.

Today's Shen Cong naturally can't beat a strong person like Mo Luo, but he can still do it if he is disgusting. It's not anyone, they are qualified to provoke a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm, and they can still retreat like this.

And as Shen Cong said that day, one day, Shen Cong will return the pain he suffered.

Breathing in the fresh air outside, Shen Cong rose up and punched outside the cave. Shen Cong hadn't learned any high-grade boxing cheats, but the Luoshui School's introductory boxing techniques were quite proficient.

With a punch and a glance, there is its own rhythm fluctuating. Although it is only an introductory boxing technique, even the grade is low-level, but now in Shen Cong's hands, it also has a lot of power in it. Especially when used in a strong place, the attack power is not inferior to the moves of some fourth-order condensation masters.

The true qi in his body was galloping happily, but Shen Cong's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. After beating the introductory boxing technique, the dragon bird knife catapulted out of the cave and was held in Shen Cong's hand.

The twelve-style blood wind knife technique danced, which was different from the previous introductory boxing method. At this moment, Shen Cong's figure was not visible at all, and even the blade was almost gone. Occasionally, the tip of the knife came out, and it was all extremely rich blood black, which made people frightened, as if they were trying to suck the soul in.

"Break the army, take the sparrow, defend yourself, lack the moon, and the sky is reversed"

Shen Cong's speed became faster and faster, and in the end, even the tip of the knife was gone. There was only a line of blood constantly circling, and everything that was touched, whether it was a stone or a leaf, was split in two, and the power of the edge was terrifying.

"Zha!"

With a loud shout, all the red disappeared, and a drill rose to the sky. It seemed that even that day was going to be separated, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was surging wildly, injecting into the training. The farther the attack flew, the more powerful it became. The jungle, where some beasts roared, fell silent.