The torrential rain has not stopped, and it is still whistling outside the temple, and it will feel painful when it hits people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the rainstorm pear blossom needle is as dense as the rainstorm outside the temple, and like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, angry at this moment, angry in front of the "dragon king statue". If it hits someone, it doesn't just hurt to feel painful.

The "Dragon King Statue" is retreating, retreating quickly, but it is still not as fast as the rainstorm pear flower needle. After all, he is a man, not a god.

But at this moment, the corpse of a guard who had retreated from the "Dragon King Statue" suddenly bounced up from the ground, blocking a large part of the rainstorm pear blossom needles that stabbed the vital point of the chest and abdomen, and fell back to the ground flatly. Anyone who sees this scene of "deceitful corpse" will feel a cold air penetrate from the back of his ears to his heart.

This is certainly not a corpse scam.

Li Mu saw it clearly. He has practiced one of the basic techniques of Xiao Li's flying knife to the extreme, and his eyes already have some of the sharpness of the flying knife, and in his vision, the fast is slower than the actual fast, and the small one is bigger than the actual small.

When he saw the "Dragon King Statue" retreat from the corpse, he lifted his toes, and the corpse bounced up, which was an extremely subtle and exquisite leg technique.

Since Li Mu had a vicious fight with Shi Weitian, he no longer hoped that the rainstorm pear flower needle would be able to complete the battle, after all, it was not the mythical peacock feather. After he fired the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, he immediately followed suit.

There was a thunderclap, a bolt of lightning, the lightning was so bright, it pierced through all the gaps, illuminating the Dragon King Temple, and also illuminating a lightning-like sword light.

The natural eyes also lit up. He saw the knife light, not a big knife, but a small knife, a flying knife, Xiao Li's flying knife.

Chang Ying also saw it. His eyes were horrified like a storm. Xiao Li flying knife?

No, compared to the Xiao Li Flying Knife that Chang Ying saw when he was young, it was so immature. He can even see the knife light illuminated by the light of lightning, and Xiao Li Flying Knife can't see it, once Xiao Li Flying Knife shoots, it will appear where its owner wants it to appear, such as the throat of those who are treacherous and evil, but no one has seen the process of it flying in the air, and no one has even seen Xiao Li Flying Knife, because the people who saw it are basically dead, except for a few people who were saved by Xiao Li Flying Knife, Chang Ying is one of them.

The corpse bounced up, blocking a large part of the rainstorm pear blossom needles for the "Dragon King Statue", but it also blocked a large part of his vision. Li Mu's flying knife passed through the thinnest skin of the corpse, and almost along with the rest of the rainstorm pear flower needles, it broke into a layer of hard coat on the "Dragon King Statue", and saw blood, flesh, and cracked bones.

The "Dragon King Statue" didn't have time to snort at the pain in the flesh and blood. The natural dog-beating stick has appeared in front of him, and a "dog to the sky" smack, like a trip and a pick, intercepted the incomparably dexterous legs and feet of the "Dragon King Statue", and flicked it upward.

The "Dragon King Statue" had a blast in his head, and in the time it was in the air overturning, his heart was full of anger, shame, and remorse that even outweighed the pain.

At this moment, the statue of the boy next to the dragon king also moved, the "statue of the boy" flew up, everyone was stunned, Tiansheng and Li Mu took a step back, the two stood on the defensive, but saw that the "statue of the boy" caught the "statue of the dragon king" in the air, it looked like a small step, but two steps through the gate, the gate that was not thick was kicked to pieces, a small figure carrying a big body, disappeared in the fog.

Seeing the strange two "statues" go away, Chang Ying slowly sat on the ground and called the rest of the guards to smash all the statues in the temple. Some even smashed the murals on the walls.

Chang Ying used the good hand to pinch the bones of his broken palm back to its original position, and then wrapped it with a cloth, and when it was all done, cold sweat soaked his shirt.

He gestured with one hand to the natural ones and thanked them. At this moment, he could already see that these three young people were not good at stubble and soft persimmons.

"Thank you to the two young heroes. ”

Tiansheng shook his head, "No, don't thank me. I still hate you. I'm just doing what I can for people. ”

"For others?" Chang Ying wondered, no matter how these young people looked at it, it seemed that they did not know Liu Ling before, but in the end they wanted to keep Liu Ling, originally thinking that they just wanted to be heroes and save the United States.

"That's right, for him!" Tiansheng pointed to the temple door. The cold rain and mist poured in from the temple gate that had been opened, and a slightly old body appeared at the dim temple gate, his clothes were already soaked, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, but his steps were steady, and his sleeves were long.

Tiansheng, Li Mu, and Biyu rushed over with cheers together, hugging the old man tightly. Tears were rolling in their eyes.