Beads of sweat rolled down on the face of the bean, and one of the arms that fell before was cut off by the sword blade, and the pain was sealed by the aura and bloodline before the pain came up, although he looked at the horror of the knife, he actually didn't feel how painful, what really made him unable to get up was the expansion of the bloodline.

But slapping the sword pill with the palm of his hand, that's another matter, the pain is a little more painful than cutting flesh with a blunt knife, and he finally experienced the taste of trembling legs and weak feet. Fortunately, the speed of the sword pill was finally paused slightly by him three times in a row, and he didn't dare to slack off, and roared and pounced, pressing the sword pill that was about to move under him.

Min Yixing's expression changed drastically, this was a crisis that he had never encountered in his cultivation for hundreds of years, and the Sword Pill was actually suppressed by others! He didn't care about cherishing the essence blood, and continued to urge the Sword Pill, but the next moment, Min Yixing's face was as pale as dirt, and he actually lost contact with the Sword Pill.

The action of the sword pill is based on the aura conceived in it, and the connection with the sword cultivator master is through the essence blood conceived in it. In order to buy the most precious time for Yunsheng, Yin Qin spelled out the spirit of blocking the eye-catching, and his two hands were all useless, and he could only use his body to block the sword pill.

Although the strength of Kenmaru was not enough to break away from the suppression of his body, he could spin at high speed, and he pressed under his chest and abdomen, burrowing a hole in his stomach in the blink of an eye. However, when the sword pill "drilled" into his stomach, a scorching thick blood that was extremely thick came up.

The speed of the sword pill was touched by this lump of sticky blood, and the speed immediately weakened a lot, as the viscous blood gathered more and more around the sword pill, the sword pill was like a forest leopard stuck in the quagmire, with empty strength and agility, but it couldn't be used at all. Although Min and his entourage repeatedly urged the essence blood conceived in the sword pill, they only pushed it forward by another inch or two.

Just when the emerald green color of the sword pill gradually dimmed due to the serious loss of essence blood, a stream of cold blood suddenly burst out of the viscous "mire" like a snake, entangled the sword pill that was still struggling, and then a stream of cold and cold flames that even the essence gold could easily seep into, slowly wrapped the sword pill inside.

"Vertical son dare!" Min and his entourage shouted at the Vajra Dharma Ministers in the sky with their eyes blazing, and with a move of their palms, four green flying swords with cold light and glitter appeared in their palms. His spiritual root is the Four Yang Wood, and these four green flying swords are not the Dao method he majored in, but they are also a sword formation kung fu that he uses to protect himself, especially when dealing with "group fights".

It's a pity that Yunshang won't give him the opportunity to arrange the sword array, and the flying sword of Min and his party has not yet left his hand, and the fire cloud that envelops Yunshang has already approached within thirty zhang of him.

The dragon rope shook out an orange-red spark with gold edges, and with a flick of Yunsheng's wrist, the spark turned into a large circle of fire with a diameter of a few feet and rolled towards Min and his party.

The momentum of the circle of fire seems to be slow, and every time it advances, it turns into a pair, and when it comes to the distance where Min and his party are, the sky is already full of the circle of fire with gold edges.

Min and his entourage suddenly closed their eyes and stood there dumbfounded, with only four small swords slowly circling around him. Until the first ring of fire put it in the center, Min and his entourage simply ignored it, and with a twist of their wrists, four small swords shot towards a ring in the circle of fire in the sky. is worthy of the veteran Jin Dan, he has sensed the true location of the dragon binding rope in the shortest possible time.

Yun Sheng was waiting for the moment when his flying sword left his body, and the dragon rope shook out a spiral circular pattern, and a powerful vortex suction sucked the four flying swords towards the huge circle of fire that the dragon rope turned into in the sky.

Countless large and small fire rings rolled towards Min and his party, but he ignored it, the circle in the sky was where the real dragon rope was, and the remaining fire circles turned into these phantom fires, although the momentum was not small, but it only posed some threat to the monks in the foundation building period. He took a half-step back with his left foot, took a lunge, his shoulders sank slightly, and his dry right palm flipped forward, meeting a white jade palm cut out of the fire cloud.

Yun Sheng inserted his palm into the opponent's one foot, suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and shouted "Break"! The fist shadow rushed and met the withered claws of Min and his party.

There was a creaking noise in the air, and then there was a bang, and it was as if a thunderbolt had detonated between the two, and the ground suddenly sank, and a large crater was shaken out by the air waves, rolling up the gray sand and gravel in the sky, and the grass roots and wood chips.

The cultivation of the sword cultivator is indeed all above the sword pill, but it does not mean that the fist and foot kung fu are completely ignored. In fact, the monks who can advance to the Jindan are all grandmaster-level figures who have collected the world's Dao Laws. For sword cultivation, although he disdains to practice many Taoism methods, he also attaches great importance to the tempering of the physical body and the techniques of melee combat because of this.

Jian Xiu is not stupid, they know the psychology of others when they fight against them, and the opponents are scheming, nothing more than asking for a chance to fight hand-to-hand. In fact, even if they were lucky enough to break through that terrifying sword net, when facing the unarmed sword cultivators, they would realize that most of what they were facing was a humanoid Vajra giant ape.

Yun Sheng will not be slightly despised because the opponent's sword pill was controlled, in fact, her body has been pierced by the sword pill continuously, and the injury is not light. The name of the melee method she performed sounded very cheesy, called "Wuzhi Thirteen Pecks". The so-called Wuzhi is a common demon bird in the wilderness, and the bloodline is not very strong, and it is only the level of a fourth-level demon when it is advanced to the strongest.

This kind of demon bird is somewhat similar to the domestic rooster, but it is much more aggressive than the rooster. Many people disdain it because they don't like the cheesy of its name, and secondly, Wuzhi is not a high-level demon bird, and everyone's eyes are staring at the Taoist scriptures named after Lingfeng and Jinwu.

But now, this set of Wuzhi pecking methods is deduced in the hands of great masters like Yunshang Ancestor, but it hides the secret energy of the collapse of the mountain in the pecking method, and the moves are all fatal killing moves. Min Nineteen blocked Yunshang's nine small collapse punches in a row, but she was induced by a dark disease, and the qi suddenly fell out, and then the spiritual power surged, and the heart was like being hit by a sledgehammer, Min Nineteen spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and was blasted out of Zhang Xu Yuan by Yunshang's tenth small collapse punch.

Yun Sheng was surprised in her heart, she didn't know why Min Shijiu's spiritual power suddenly lost control and led to defeat and retreat, but her hands did not relax at all, as the saying goes, take advantage of your illness to kill you! In the face of this kind of monk who came to the door, there was no reason to leave his hands and be humble.

Min Nineteen's pale face because of the loss of the sword pill suddenly turned flushed, and the two bloodshot wolves stared at Yun Shang, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on their faces.

A chill rose in Yun Shang's heart that made her tremble, and a word appeared in her mind that made Jindan Monk even frightened - "Burst Dan"!

(Thanks to the Taoist friends \. the 10,000 coins of the remnant of the fate of the reward)