Chapter 18: Dried Bones and Horses

"Brother Feather Flute!"

Xuan Ming exclaimed, just because Chu Yudi's body was actually knocked away from the sound chasing by a dry corpse. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was anxious, but he couldn't distinguish himself to check the state of Chu Yudi, who had collapsed to the ground. The target of the dried corpse immediately turned to him again.

At this time, Xuan Ming couldn't remember how many rounds the two of them had fought with the dry corpse, only that they had been defending and defending・・・・・・

Although the dead swordsman used the same move every time, his speed would increase imperceptibly after each round.

This process seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and before Xuan Ming and Chu Yudi have found his weakness, they have been forced to take the defensive all the time.

Xuan Ming sighed, stood up with his sword, and came again・・・・・・

The golden and iron qi in the air turned into little particles and still surged towards the sword of the Shan Han, and the galloping corpse turned into a green shadow suddenly killed.

Xuan Ming looked at the direction and rolled to the ground eagerly, avoiding the attack again. It's just that on the blue-gray mud ground, those bone fragments that have not yet been ground by the energy of gold and iron weigh down his chest and back.

It can't be consumed any longer.

Because Chu Yudi was still slumped to the ground, the target of the corpse's next move was still placed on Xuan Ming.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Brother Yudi, if you don't get up again, I will have to stop cooking. ”

"Haha, Brother Xuanming, I just lay down and rested for a while. ”

Chu Yudi straightened up with a carp, patted the buttocks of Chaiyin and drove it away, and then drew a cold autumn maple style on the ground with a gun in both hands.

"Come on! ”

So, Chu Yudi took a good posture and watched another collision between Xuan Ming and the dry corpse cavalry.

The Xuan Ming that jumped up, the sword rose into the sky.

Yan Shan's sword qi instantly covered his body, bounced away the bone chips stained on Qingxu's robe, and Xuan Ming swept away the decadence that rolled on the ground.

"Void Void Selfless Sword!"

The sword of the Han Dynasty, which slowly slashed away, brought up pieces of black and white afterimages.

The blade of the sword, slashing at the rusty sword on the hand of the dry corpse, the silence at the beginning of contact, just to accumulate the sense of destruction after the collision.

There was a tumult in Kerala.

Although the rusty sword was not broken, there were countless cracks on it.

The huge impact force knocked Xuan Ming into the air and stayed in the air for a long time.

He coughed heavily, straightening out the messy true qi that had been stirred up by the violent collision, and Xuan Ming stood firmly on the ground and laughed.

"A mantra of death, send you back to Huangquan. ”

Xuan Ming silently brewed his true qi, and in the bone chips in the sky, Yan Shan's single-edged blade slowly paced on a layer of golden yellow.

This is a collection of gold and iron qi in the sword mound, and when absorbed until now, it can only cover the single edge of Yan Shan.

Xuan Ming didn't know how many moves there were in the Qing Void Fragment, but at this moment, it was enough to use only the one he knew.

Seeing that the dry corpse had reined in and returned, Xuan Ming galloped towards him.

Seeing this, Chu Yudi whistled, ran a few steps quickly, turned over and jumped on the back of the galloping sound chasing horse.

As Xuan Ming walked quickly, the bone fragments that were still blown by the yin wind gathered on his left palm wherever he passed.

A small Taiji diagram appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Brother Yudi! ”

"Good!"

Chu Yudi shouted loudly, and he should be the first to attack. The lonely autumn mood that was originally hidden on the Luofeng spear burst out with a bang, like a maple fire, and instantly swept everything in him.

A fiery figure, with the same red war horse under the seat, the spear in his hand was silent, but it seemed to crackle.

On the other side, the dry corpse that had not changed its tactics for a long time seemed to feel the strangeness of this round, and the bone chips in the wind that were originally divided into two sides by the bone horse were adsorbed to the body of the dry corpse.

It is said to be adsorption, but it is actually a wild roll.

In a short time, everything, including the dry corpse holding the rusty sword, was covered in a thick layer of bone meal.

The one who fought with Xuan Ming and them turned into a huge bone horse strong man.

Chu Yudi shouted loudly, and the blade of the spear slammed into the bone sword from top to bottom.

Babble-ah-yes

This time, Chu Yudi was neither knocked away, nor did he shoot the corpse away.

As he shouted again, the lonely and cold maple fire on the Falling Maple Spear burst out again, and suddenly ignited on the bone sword.

Chu Yudi's face was calm, his teeth were clenched, and his hands holding guns were bruised, how could he have any pride when he was the king of guns in South Vietnam.

It was expected that the maple fire burned along the sword, and the scene that penetrated the whole body of the dried corpse did not appear. Chu Yudi knew that this was because the difference in strength between the two sides was too large, and now he could only maintain this state of competition to buy time for Xuan Ming.

Seeing this, Xuan Ming, who was on the side of the dry corpse, kept his left palm in front of his chest, as if he was pushing a heavy object, slowly but firmly pushed it towards his front.

The Taiji diagram in the palm of his hand gradually increased as he pushed it.

In the whining yin wind, a huge Tai Chi made of bone fragments, with Xuan Ming's left palm as a guide, shrouded the dry corpses and even people and horses in the shadow of Tai Chi.

Heaven and Earth - Infinite -

Squeezed out all the true qi in his body and gathered them all on his left palm. Xuan Ming gently pushed, and the Tai Chi-like killing body spun and rushed straight towards the dry corpse.

As soon as the pressure on Chu Yudi's hand was relaxed, he saw that the dry corpse only had time to open its hollow mouth, and together with the huge Taiji diagram pushed out by Xuan Ming, it dissipated little by little under the wind blowing, and turned into the "flying snow" of this world again.

"It's over. Xuan Ming let out a long sigh of exhaustion.

Chu Yudi retracted his autumn intentions, jumped off the horse and sat cross-legged on the ground. I only felt that the cold autumn was no longer covering my body, and the golden and iron qi in the air began to sharpen my bones again, stinging and unbearable.

"It's really a long experience, this is actually the Shenzhou Sword Shrine. Brother Xuanming, since you can kill like this, you should have done it earlier. ”

Xuan Ming didn't want to say much, sat cross-legged opposite him, and waved his hand with difficulty.

This last move, Heaven and Earth Wuji, was that he fused the golden particles on the Yan Shan Sword, supplemented by bone chips between heaven and earth, at the cost of the true qi of the whole body. The one that was used first dissolved in the enemy's remains, and then broke the enemy's internal extermination.

If it weren't for the fact that the Shan Han Sword absorbed the golden and iron qi of the sword mound as a jewel and jade, it would not have the power it has now.

"Haven't you seen the way back?"

Chu Yudi nodded: "Since this yin wind has risen, the cliff when I came will never be seen again." The fierce confrontation also made us lose our way. ”

"It's strange, that dry corpse has been wiped out by us, why hasn't this misty enchantment dissipated yet, and the yin wind hasn't stopped?"

As if in response to Xuan Ming's call, his voice had not yet landed, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded at the same time from behind him.

Chu Yudi straightened his body and looked up, and his copper-like handsome face instantly turned pale.

"It's over・・・・・・"