231: Dead and not rotten

It was only said that the two sides attacked each other with thirteen fists, and they all withdrew in unison and stood steadily.

Hongfa's eyes widened, the blood line at the corner of his mouth continued to plummet, and the fierceness in his eyes was great, and he said: "What a leader of the World Alliance, sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, which is extraordinary." ”

Li Ducian grinned, his lips and teeth were red, and he said lightly: "Old monk, you are not bad." ”

What this person said is really true, his skills are bottomless, and they are simply unfathomable, and he can stalemate with his unphased divine skills and not fall behind. You must know that when he encountered an enemy in the past, once his palm power was urged, how could there be an enemy, who was not shocked by the majestic palm power of the sea and landslide, and he had never moved to lose first.

And now his climate is rising, the Heavenly Buddha has succeeded in descending the clutches of the devil, and now it is not what it used to be, and the palm power is also rising, but this person has suffered thirteen palms from him, and he just vomited a mouthful of reverse blood, which is really good.

He was shocked, but he was even more shocked when propagating the Dharma.

I have absorbed the internal strength of more than 100 martial arts masters, coupled with the accumulation of these decades, not to mention the ancient and modern skills, but now I have not yet re-emerged from the rivers and lakes to meet such a character who can compete with myself, or a rising star, and his skills are not as good as his own, it is simply evil.

However, the propagation of the Dharma is aware of Li Ducian's confidence, and he has no phase magic.

Seeing that he couldn't attack it for a long time, the rotten aura emanating from Hongfa's body became even stronger.

His face was dead, his eyes were dead, as if he had completely turned into a dead man.

"Okay, even in my time, your palm power is qualified to stand alone in the world."

Previously, the two sides were just trying to move, out of the temptation of each other, it was a contest between the two rivers and lakes eras, and at this moment, the two of them were both moved by murderous intentions, and they already wanted to separate life and death.

As soon as the words fell, the wild laughter of "Ha" rushed to the Buddha, shaped like a ghost, and suddenly saw a pale cyan cold glow flashing in his sleeve, appearing in front of the Buddha at a glance.

As soon as Li Ducian saw this knife, the corner of his eyes twitched involuntarily.

This knife, the blade is slightly shorter, but two feet, the knife light is crystal bright, like a flood of autumn water, the blade is crystal clear, the knife is like a rainbow, as soon as it comes out of the sheath, there is an imminent evil breath rushing to the face.

Qinghong flew up, and Li Ducicada flew into the nine heavens as if he heard a dragon's groan.

"Good knives." Li Ducicada lost his voice.

But he felt sorry for it.

Just because this knife is good, but the knife is more than clear, but the aftersound is insufficient, the long sound suddenly broke off halfway, such as Long Fei nine days of hatred and fall, no follow-up power, which shows that the knife body is still flawed, there are flaws.

It's a broken knife.

But even if it is a broken knife, it is of the highest quality.

The knife light flew in front of him, and Li Ducian also held two knives in his hands, the green mangs were swallowed, the cold rays were dazzling, and the double knives quietly came out of the sheath, overlapping horizontally, and the remnant knife was already cut in mid-air.

It's strange that this knife is not attracted by his double knife.

Li Ducian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What's the name of this knife?" ”

Hongfa held the knife in one hand, looked at the two strange soldiers in Li Ducian's hands that looked like knives and not knives, like swords and not swords, and said lightly: "It's just a remnant of a trial casting, doomed to be destroyed, why should it be famous...... But killing you is enough. ”

As soon as the blade was horizontal, this person held the knife in his hand, and his qi changed greatly, and his murderous aura was soaring.

The quick knife is urgent, and it has already taken the head of Li Ducicada's neck.

"Oh, that's a big breath."

Between the lightning and flint, Li Ducicada was a little one-footed, fluttering in the air and swept back, and then suddenly pounced back, the left hand changed the swordsmanship, it was the Heavenly Buddha Demon Sword, and the right hand was already casting the Ruyi Heavenly Demon, a chain of eight styles.

The Buddha sword and the magic sword are now all held by him alone, and he wants to see how much confidence this old monk has in addition to his shocking skills.

As soon as a sword and a sword are used, even if the Dharma propagation is also cold, and the pupils shrink sharply.

In the midst of the entanglement, Li Duciao's left hand swordsmanship had already met the remnant knife, and the sword shadow in his right hand swirled sharply, the sword light slashed, and the knife momentum changed endlessly, like a round of crescent moon in the sky, slashing out at a strange and tricky angle.

The Dharma parried with a single sword, but it was just a knife that fell, and then another knife flew quickly, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth knives......

Knife after knife, every move is unpredictable, every knife is fierce, the knife is tightly linked, and the knife momentum is endless.

Kobo's expression was blank, looking from a distance like a clay statue on the altar, his eyes were rolling rapidly, and he parried while noticing the changes in the magic knife.

This wishful heavenly demon, although the chain of eight styles is a unique study in the sword method of the world, but it is not perfect, if it is perfect, how can it lose to the "Bai Family Divine Knife", and Qiu Xiaolou will not create another divine sword.

There are still flaws in this knife technique.

Seeing that the old monk was silent, Li Ducian gradually turned from offense to defense, blindly parrying, and already knew what the other party was planning.

Waiting for a flaw.

This knife technique is unpredictable, and there are almost all changes in knife moves. However, success also changes, defeat also changes, if you want to make the knife continuous, so that the opponent has no respite, each knife must be more subtle than the previous one, more tricky, the same knife with the person to lose the internal force is also layer by layer, and the more difficult to the end, the more difficult to control.

Therefore, this knife technique has no retreat, only attack but not defend, a knife out, if you can't defeat the enemy and return, bloodstained and return, then the death is yourself.

And after forty-nine moves, it is the most dangerous time to change, the knife move changes from rigid to soft, and the breath must also change accordingly.

That's the only flaw.

Seeing that the other party had such a plan, it was clear that he had known this sword technique for a long time, but Li Ducian not only did not change his moves, but his playing style was more radical.

Then give you a flaw.

The sword light in Li Duciao's palm became more and more frenzied, his eyes were cold, and his body was full of evil spirits, and the sword light was already difficult to see, so fast that it was difficult to chase with the naked eye, and he could only see a ball of green mangs flying up and down around the propagation of the Dharma like a bone appendage, shrouding the death points around his body.

He wants to decide the winner with one move.

This person's skills are profound and unpretentious, and no one in the world can beat him, even deeper than Zhu Si, he still has a chance of winning with his unphased magic skills, once he fights for a long time, he must be the one who suffers.

The two of them were only entangled for this time, and the colliding knife qi had quietly dispersed, breaking out of the air, and invisibly ravaging the Buddha Hall for a while.

But seeing that the wooden pillars were scarred, the masonry was broken, and the knife qi was too much, everything was cut off by the waist.

Seeing that he was fighting to the forty-ninth move, the sword light in Hongfa's hand turned sharply, and it suddenly became fierce.

"Huh? This is the Bai family's divine sword? Seeing such a change, Li Duciao's breath was dark, and the knife was faster, "Sure enough, I'm waiting here." ”

Finally, the forty-ninth trick came.

The light of the knife in Li Duciao's hand suddenly slowed down, and the long knife in his hand reappeared, and the breath was also slightly paused at this moment, all of which were transforming.

It was originally a continuous offensive, but there are flaws so far.

The blade of the propagation knife was taken horizontally from the right, and it went up, and the fast knife went straight to the empty door under Li Dui's armpit.

Before the blade arrived, the cloth under the armpit was already cracking.

And he actually changed to a left-handed knife.

The moment he started, the quick knife spun away from his hand, and he was changed from his right hand to his left hand.

His right hand was freed, and his right arm suddenly seemed to be boneless, becoming soft and boneless, and his big sleeves were rolled up at the same time, and his inner strength was full of energy, which had wrapped Li Ducian's left-handed sword.

With this one hand alone, it is already two first-class learnings in the world.

They are Wudang's Taiyi silk winding hands, and Liuyun flying sleeves.

The sword in his left hand is restrained, and his right hand is flawed.

Li Ducian was not in a hurry, let go of the knife and flew back.

And the two knives flew out of the momentum and sank into the wall, and the other knife was shaken out by the Dharma Zhensleeve and nailed into the wooden pillar.

"Can you get it back?"

Hongfa smiled coldly, leaped forward, and the remnant knife in his hand was easy to change the blade, and went straight to Li Dui's heart.

The two of them were in mid-air, and between retreating, the tip of the remnant knife was already close in front of Li Ducian, and it was about to break into his chest, but the old monk's cheeks shook inexplicably,

But I saw that there were suddenly two more crystal filaments in front of him, as thin as silk hair, as sharp as a blade, and intertwined like a net.

One end of the two filaments was wrapped around the handle of the double knife, but the other end was in Li Ducian's sleeve.

But the time to kill the enemy is just around the corner, and the Dharma will not retreat.

He grabbed through the air with his right hand, and the remnant knife in his left hand stabbed straight away.

It was only for a moment and a half, but when he heard the sound of "poof", his knife really pierced Li Dui's body.

But at the same time, there was a broken arm that was stained with blood and thrown into the air, and it fell to the ground immediately.

The two figures fell to the ground in unison.

The sneer on Kobo's face suddenly froze.

But seeing that Li Duciao's feet sank, as if nothing happened, his eyes seemed to condense into ice, and his two palms moved together, and he had already pressed the power of thunder on the chest of the Dharma propagation.

"Gaba" sounded, and the bones cracked and exploded.

At this time, the Buddha suddenly shattered from it as a crack spread.

Looking closely, there was a figure sitting in it, the flesh was not rotten and lifelike.

(End of chapter)