Chapter Seventy-Five: The Mud Plough Method
"The little bald donkey becomes a sieve!"
"Hahaha, this time it can't be baked, it can only be chopped into steamed buns with meat filling!"
The living sand thieves retreated outside the encirclement, awaiting the judgment of the four masters.
Here, the soldiers were worried, and one by one they stared at the sand gathering in the sky.
"Ho ho ho!"
The large shields were stacked on top of each other, as if infused with infinite morale.
Looking at the sand that covered the sky, these big-headed soldiers did not waver in the slightest.
Warriors, see death as home!
Boom~
The sound of the wind breaking, and the sand in the sky turned into phantoms, like meteors hitting the earth.
But at the moment of touching the earth.
Suddenly the heavens and the earth were like an upturned hourglass.
The heavens became the earth, and the earth became the heavens.
Zeng Zeng Zeng~
Obviously, the sound of breaking wind is in my ears.
But it hasn't fallen for a long time.
The next scream made everyone confused.
Ah~ah~ah~
The screams were incessant, one after another.
The sand thieves who were laughing wildly just now fell one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the golden sea of sand under his feet was dyed into a blood-colored field.
It was exactly what they wanted to see.
It's a pity that they don't see it anymore.
"Poof~"
The four masters saw a flower in front of their eyes, and thought that there was something wrong with their eyes.
"How so?"
"How so?"
He was unsteady on his feet, and he collapsed in a pool of blood.
Turning over the corpses with his hands, everyone's bodies were smashed to shreds.
Every face that is turned over is a lake of flesh and blood.
The four masters trembled their hands, and there were more and more magic obstacles.
As a sand thief, your head is pinned to the waistband of your pants.
Life and death are just ordinary things.
But he couldn't accept that the sand thieves had died at his own hands.
"Fourth brother......!"
There was only one sand thief left, and he struggled to his feet.
She was dressed in animal skins, revealing her smooth lower abdomen.
It's none other than the Wolf Girl.
Unexpectedly, she survived the secret art of the four masters.
Lichen's gaze wandered back and forth between her and the four masters.
Seems to have caught some inspiration.
"Fourth brother! They're all dead! ”
"Everybody's dead!"
"What's going on? What's going on? ”
The wolf girl grabbed the two arms of the four masters with both hands and shook them back and forth.
And the eyes of the four masters gradually lost their eyes.
Suddenly, the four masters squirmed their lips slightly: "Leave." ”
The wolf girl was stunned for a moment, and this pair of beautiful eyes looked at the eyes of the fourth brother.
What kind of eyes are these?
Ruthless, desireless, lifeless, all but eyes full of eerie red.
It's like red-stained sand under your feet.
"Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?"
The fourth master wanted to continue to control his lips to speak, but no matter how he wanted to speak, his lips did not move.
The wolf girl, a hard-hearted sand thief who kills people without blinking, suddenly has frightened eyes at this time.
Letting go of the arms of the four masters, the whole person began to stumble backwards.
He was still trembling and muttering, "It's out...... He's coming out! ”
"Fourth brother, fourth brother is also going to become a demon! The fourth brother is also going to become a demon! ”
Poof.
She fell in a pool of blood, but she didn't care, the mud under her feet, just a mind to retreat.
Lichen looked at her with a look in his eyes, a look of longing to live.
Why did she suddenly look like that?
The moment he looked at the four masters again, he finally understood.
The four masters want to fall into the devil.
"Not good! Everyone, run! ”
But he realized that he was a step too late.
Sonorous!
The long knife is unsheathed.
Around the four masters, the shadow of the demon wolf reappeared.
Roar~
At this time, the eyes of the demon wolf Ning Gang were also heart-warming red.
Ever~
The hand is up and down, and it is extremely neat.
This knife is faster and purer than the one cut by the four masters before.
is even more distracted than the dusty "Unsullied Chop".
Enchanted! Is this the enchantment?!
Before he had time to think about it, six rosary beads surrounded him.
Sonor!
Under the sword light of the four masters, a rosary just blocked the way.
But this time it collided with the previous one, which was completely different.
Before, Lichen used a rosary to block his broadsword.
But now, the rosary only paused for a moment, and then instantly shot back.
Seeing this, Lichen was shocked, and hurriedly used the 'strong twisting sheep's head style' to change the direction of the rosary with all his might, and it was turned into seventy.
Finally stopped three feet in front of him.
A layer of cold sweat oozed from his head, this was the first time he had encountered such a sharp style of play.
It can be seen how powerful the knife of the four masters should be.
Ever~
Without waiting for the dust to adjust the breathing, the second knife came as promised.
This knife is wrapped in the shadow of the wind, and there is wind in the knife, and there is a knife in the wind.
As soon as the knife comes out, it seems to open the world and move forward.
This is probably the fastest move Lichen has ever seen, faster than his own 'meteor catching the moon'!
This time he was obedient to the dust, he didn't dare to block it with a rosary, but he just used the birth method, his figure was illusory, and he avoided this knife dangerously.
Woo~
The wind passed by, but Lichen felt as if he was haunted by ghosts.
Cold.
This is probably the purest sword technique in the world.
The purpose of its existence seems to be to exterminate everything and punish everything.
Completely abandoned the defense, but unleashed an unleashed an unparalleled attack.
For a moment, Lichen sensed that strange aura.
This breath is so familiar.
Where, I must have touched it!
His thoughts turned a thousand times, and Lichen suddenly frowned: he finally remembered.
It's 'A-nose Hell Rock'!
The aura of this sword technique is very similar to the aura on the 'Ah Nose Hell Rock' that he came into contact with before, as if it came from one place.
But why does this sword technique have the aura of hell?!
Suddenly, Lichen caught a glimpse of Sha Tongtian in mid-air who was fighting with Monk Yixiu.
The knife technique he used was exactly the same as that used by the four masters.
However, at this time, Sha Tongtian's body overflowed with surging demonic energy, and it was obvious that his demonic level was deeper.
Even the monk Yixiu seemed to be a little unable to hold on.
Lichen was too busy to take care of himself, and just glanced at it, and he transformed into several figures, confusing the other party.
didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and after three more knives, he finally used it to break the way and saw a flaw in this knife technique.
"Green Sword Fairy"
It can't even be called a flaw.
It's just a split second between moves, and there always seems to be a hint of hesitation.
The four masters are not yet completely enchanted!
Sure enough, this sword technique must have something to do with 'hell'!
"Lichen Mage, the knife technique they use is called the Mud Plough Knife Method"
"It's the sword of hell, the sword of the devil!"
"Don't be contaminated by their sword energy!"
Lichen didn't care about saluting, but said loudly: "Thank you seniors for reminding me." ”
"The little monk understands!"
At the moment, the body shape suddenly changed, and the Futian robe on his body was revealed, and gold threads were wrapped around the hands, bodies, legs, and even knives of the four masters.
The knife of the four masters is still very fast, but as the gold thread on the body is more and more entangled, the knife in the hand is getting slower and slower.
And the flaws between his move transitions are getting bigger and bigger.
Finally, the opportunity came.
Over-the-shoulder dragon elephants! Go out!
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