Chapter 70: It's hard to fly
As soon as Ma Zhufan got a chance to breathe, the other two masked men slashed at the top of Ma Zhufan's head with swords, and Ma Zhufan said angrily: "Look for death." After speaking, he turned his dantian true qi into the Tianqi acupoint, holding an iron sword and slashing horizontally at the blades of the two long swords.
The sound of "click" sounded, and the blades of the two long swords were directly cut off by Ma Zhufan's iron sword, and in the surprise of the two, Ma Zhufan's sword had cut through the throats of the two, and one of them covered the throat that was constantly spurting blood, and exclaimed: "How can you have so much strength." Ma Zhufan didn't bother to answer, his eyes swept over the remaining six people.
The remaining six masked people shot at the same time, holding a sword to attack Ma Zhufan, Ma Zhufan looked at the long sword that stabbed at him at the same time, at this moment he was extraordinarily calm, the six long swords were about to be stabbed on Ma Zhufan's body in an instant, saying that it was too late and that was fast, Ma Zhufan kicked the ground with both feet, took off into the air, and stepped lightly on the sword body of the six long swords that attacked him, and then, with both feet, flew directly to the height of the bamboo forest.
The six people looked up into the air at the same time, accompanied by raindrops and thunder, and they saw a young man descending from the sky, Ma Zhufan with his head down and feet up, and drank at the same time: "Fire." But behold, his iron sword was covered with crimson flames.
The six people rose into the air and attacked Ma Zhufan together, Ma Zhufan's body in the air rotated, and the burning iron sword drew a circle of beautiful sword flowers in the air, "click" almost at the same time, the swords of the six people were all cut off by Ma Zhufan, and it was a beautiful circle of fiery red sword flowers, and a little bit of bright red blood dripped from the air, "touch, touch" Six times in a row, the six masked people covered their throats and fell to the ground, Ma Zhufan gasped and fell among the six people, scarlet blood continued to spurt out from the throats of the six people, staining the rain under Ma Zhufan's feet, and a burst of lightning crossed the sky, reflecting Ma Zhufan's mottled bloodstained face, which was so terrifying and terrifying.
"Tick, tick" The rain hit the bamboo leaves and the ground, there was a short silence, no one made a move, and the cold voice came: "Little beast, if you are ruthless enough, give it to me again." ”
Ten more masked people fell from the branches of the bamboo, and the ten people stood in a semi-arc shape, slowly approaching Ma Zhufan, and the ten people stood three feet away from Ma Zhufan, and shouted at the same time: "The three swords of the intermediate and inferior martial arts are tortured and killed." ”
But seeing that the ten people are all water-attribute true qi, and the ten people are running the dantian at the same time, the water-attribute true qi forms three sharp sword blades composed of water in front of them, and the sword blade absorbs a large number of water droplets falling in the air, from the initial three feet six inches to six inches and eight inches, the length of the sword blade is longer than Ma Zhufan's height, and the ten people have a total of thirty sharp sword blades that are full of coldness, and the ten people shouted at the same time: "Give it to me." ”
Thirty giant sharp blades rushed towards Ma Zhufan at a gallop, and the water vapor condensed behind it where the blades passed, like its tail, and the dripping water droplets were cut in half by it.
Ma Zhufan looked at the thirty-eight sword blades that stabbed him, his heart trembled, and then suppressed the panic in his heart, the sword blade was about to dismantle Ma Zhufan into eight pieces, Ma Zhufan shouted: "Low-level and medium-level martial arts fire-shaped wall." ”
But seeing the crimson flames erupting from his palm to form a crimson wall more than one person high, the wall was in a semicircular arc, enveloping Ma Zhufan, and with a "bump", thirty giant sharp blades hit the crimson wall at the same time, and the powerful force generated by the impact hit Ma Zhufan's lungs through the wall, and with a "wow" sound, Ma Zhufan spit out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the crimson wall was shattered by thirty sword blades, Ma Zhufan flew back, and the thirty sword blades chased after Ma Zhufan like maggots attached to the bones, Ma Zhufan gritted his teeth, ran his dantian true qi, and roared: "Low-level and medium-level martial arts fire-shaped wall." The same crimson wall appeared in front of Ma Zhufan, and with a "bump", thirty sword blades collided with the wall again.
The fire-shaped wall was smashed again, Ma Zhufan was obviously more seriously injured this time, he was directly knocked away by the force, and scarlet blood spit out from his mouth, like this, Ma Zhufan used four fire-shaped walls to intercept the thirty sword blades, Ma Zhufan held the sword pillar to the ground, his body was half-kneeling in the puddle, the blood at the corner of his mouth was constantly flowing, he looked up at the thirty sword blades that dissipated in front of him, and suddenly laughed "haha".
After the three swords were tortured, the ten masked men slowly surrounded Ma Zhufan with long swords, and one of them said: "I see that he is already at the end of the crossbow, why don't I go and capture him." After speaking, he walked a few steps ahead of Ma Zhufan.
"It's my turn this time, the mid-level inferior martial art Fire Wolf Technique. Ma Zhufan let out a low snort, but saw that a large number of crimson flames erupted from his iron sword, and the crimson flames condensed, forming a crimson giant wolf that was two feet tall and two feet long.
The giant wolf let out a breathtaking roar of "......, roar", accompanied by dazzling lightning in the sky, it was like the king of wolves, the masked man who was going to capture Ma Zhufan had already sat paralyzed on the ground in fright, and the giant wolf opened its mouth and fangs to bite this person directly.
"It's not good, hurry up and use defensive martial arts. The remaining nine masked people, rushed out defensive martial arts, the giant wolf with the flames around the body slammed into the defensive martial arts that the nine people hastily used, "boom, boom, boom" so three times, the giant wolf smashed it, like a wolf like a flock of sheep, the nine people had already been frightened by the sudden appearance of the giant wolf, where did they still have the heart to fight, in a hurry to escape, all were bitten by the crimson flame giant wolf, it was really miserable, the tragic cry seemed to overwhelm the thunder in the air.
Biting ten masked people, the flame giant wolf also dissipated in the air, Ma Zhufan covered his lungs and coughed violently, scarlet blood was spit out with a little internal organ debris, he was busy checking the dantian true qi, there was not much left, such frequent use of martial arts, the consumption of him was also very large, it is estimated that the existing true qi is not enough for him to use the anger in the air, and the violent dragon will not give him time to use this high-level martial art.
Storm looked at the ten masked men who had been killed again, and a few words popped out of the steel teeth, saying, "Dying little brute." ”
At this moment, there were still thirty people on the bamboo branches, and ten masked people jumped off the branches, and walked towards Ma Zhufan with murderous energy, and all ten of them pressed their right palms on the ground, and shouted at the same time: "Intermediate and low-grade martial arts earth thorns." ”
Ma Zhufan secretly screamed badly, but unfortunately it was too late, the enemy shot too fast, Ma Zhufan was not prepared, a large number of sharp thorns have emerged from the ground, the thorns are two feet long, Ma Zhufan's feet are just about to lift into the air, the thorns have emerged from the ground, the sharp thorns directly pierced Ma Zhufan's feet, and a pain rose from the soles of his feet, Ma Zhufan's face was pale, endured the great pain, cut off the root of the thorns with an iron sword, and pulled out the thorns left on his feet, Ma Zhufan's feet have become blood-red.
Ma Zhufan tapped the ground, ready to fly and jump onto the bamboo, avoiding the soil thorns on the ground, his body had just reached mid-air, but he saw the masked man standing on the branch directly casting the net towards him, Ma Zhufan looked at the silkworm net that was about to fall on him, it was really miserable, there were thorns on the ground, there were nets in the air, this time I was afraid that it would be difficult to fly.