Chapter 252 Dou Zhu Xian risked his life and died at the foot of Shengjian Mountain, the dew in the early morning moistened the insects on the branches and leaves, the beautiful butterflies hidden in the flowers did not wake up in their sleep, the insects that sang in the grass all night also quieted down, the mountains surrounded the misty and steaming farmhouse courtyard, Hu Xingzai looked Zhong Wuyi in a coma up and down, revealing an arrogant expression, Hu Xingzai in order to ensure the safety of Mo Hongyan, the tiger roaring sword unicorn satin was foolproof, and he had to kill in pain, a dust of smoke splashed from under his feet, Zhong Wuyi jumped into the air, and then changed his posture, stretched out his hands and attacked Hu Xingzai, Hu Xingzai did not dare to slacken, I saw the twin blades waving around his hands, and the beams of light seemed to wrap around the entire body, forming a powerful barrier, just before Zhong Wuyi was about to approach his body, Hu Xingjiao shouted and disappeared, leaving only the countless beams of light left there, Zhong Wuyi's eyes suddenly widened, and then shouted: "Carving insect skills······"

Immediately, his body fell to the ground, and before his footsteps were steady, Zhong Wuyi had already left the ground again, rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, stretched out his right hand and attacked behind him in the shape of an eagle's claws······ I felt that an object was violently hit by myself, and suddenly a broken crimson silk cloth appeared in his hand, and Zhong Wuyi sneered and raised his foot and attacked again, only to hear an exclamation, and Hu Xingjiao, who seemed to be injured, appeared in front of the wooden table in the distance, "Ouch······ You're an old ghost, and you're not shallow."

Zhong Wuyi sneered, raised the silk cloth in his hand and put it to his mouth, blew the silk cloth into the air in one breath, and said, "Look at what else you have to do, just use it, otherwise..." Hmph··· Don't even think about leaving······"

Hu Xingzai laughed and said unconvinced: "Hehe... Your Grandpa Hu is too big, so you can look at it······"

I saw Hu Xingzai's dark internal force, and the double blades in his hands waved around his body again, forming beams of light, protecting his body in it, and his feet slowly branched out to the sides, and suddenly the wind raged, condensing the tens of thousands of dewdrops to his back, forming a powerful air current, at the same time, Hu Xingzai's face was extremely red, and with a loud shout, the powerful dew suddenly condensed into an extremely sharp weapon, and in an instant, the sharp weapon turned red, and as Hu Xingzai rushed quickly, the sharp weapon also poured out and stabbed at Zhong Wuyi······ Seeing this, Zhong Wuyi exclaimed, "The red-faced evil god Hu Xingjiao,"

Don't dare to slack off, and then out of the cold ice Zhu Xian**, suddenly a powerful air flow condensed in the palm of his hand, at the same time, Zhong Wuyi rose from the ground and fought with Hu Xingjiao in the air, and gradually the true qi of both sides became stronger and stronger, and even the dew around them seemed to be implicated, and they were sucked into it······ At this moment, Xing Wan heard the sound of fighting outside from the house, and hurriedly walked out, only to see the two fighting together, and Uncle Hu seemed to be a little unable to resist the other party, and shouted: "Uncle Hu be careful······

Before the words came out, only a loud noise was heard, and suddenly hundreds of beams of light were scattered, and the dilapidated fences around were suddenly swallowed by the beams, torn apart and torn into pieces, the only thatched house shook there, and a little rubble fell, and the two sides just landed when Zhong Wuyi suddenly shot out of his sleeve, and Hu Xingjiao, who was not stable in his heels, gasped when he saw this, and hurriedly protected the double blades from his heart, and before he could fight back, the true qi had already rushed over, Hu Xingzai only felt that his body was violently shaken, and then he was bounced out by the true qi, and involuntarily floated behind him, Hu Xingjie crashed into a hole in the thatched house, and hit the stone wall behind the thatched house, only to stop, just the moment he landed, he vomited blood and almost lost his strength, Xing Wanjie jumped up in a hurry, the beautiful figure was as soft and moving as a fairy descending to earth, and he suddenly went towards Hu Xingjiao, and at the same time Zhong Wuyi shouted and was about to block forward, but Xing Wanjie glanced back at Zhong Wuyi, and then flew out of his sleeve A silver needle, the silver needle was as fast as lightning, as thin as a hair, with a "sizzle"

The sound of the wind shot over, and Zhong Wuyi, who was rushing over, suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in front of him, faintly emitting a bright light, and attacking his lifeline, he suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand to condense his true qi and used the cold ice to kill the immortal**, and in an instant, the secret weapon of the torture Wanjie had come to the front, Zhong Wuyi's eyes trembled slightly, and he saw that the secret weapon of the punishment Wanjie suddenly condensed into ice, and under the violent contraction of Zhong Wuyi's one-hand, the secret weapon fell to the ground from it······ Just when Zhong Wuyi was sure that Xing Wanjie's hidden weapon was dissolved by him, suddenly in the air where the hidden weapon was broken, several of the same hidden weapons rushed again, there were as many ** Dao, and they were sharper and smaller, Zhong Wuyi was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his palm to use the cold ice to punish the immortal** , and it was too late, Zhong Wuyi hurriedly took a few steps back, and then flashed to the side, not wanting his left arm to be hit by one of the hidden weapons, and pus and blood suddenly flowed out, Xing Wanjie used the third type in the Soul Burning Chapter: Nine Needles of Acupoints, Legend has it that this martial art is passed down by Dian Aotian, although Xing Wanjie has a weak personality, does not like to compete with others, and does not like to practice martial arts, but he has a soft spot for needlework embroidery, Dian Aotian's feelings for Xing Wanjie are like his own, and after thinking for many days, he finally used Xing Wanjie's embroidery as a foreshadowing, and created the third style of the Soul Burning Chapter; , After reading it once, he practiced it in front of Dian Aotian, and every move and style was as he pleased, Xing Wanjie hurriedly helped Hu Xingzai up, and fled into the distance while Zhong Wuyi was injured, Zhong Wuyi hurriedly used his skills to seal the injured arm, and took two steps forward and said: "Wanling Divine Sect, so bold, dare to set up an ambush in the Death Stream, ····· Hmph······"

At this time, a carrier pigeon flew in, Zhong Wuyi removed the bamboo tube and observed it carefully for a while, and then got on the horse and went towards the life stream, Xing Wanjie and Hu Xingzai ran for several miles, and then found a secluded place and stopped after seeing that there was no pursuer, Hu Xingzai coughed twice and then spit out a lot of blood, Xing Wanjie hurriedly took out the kettle to help Hu Xingzai drink it, Hu Xingzai said: "Who is this person who is so good at kung fu, his grandmother's, the next time I meet him, he will be broken into thousands of pieces······

Xing Wanjie dissuaded: "Uncle Hu, this person's kung fu is ruthless and vicious, and he recruits people to death, he must be a first-class master in the Central Plains, we must be very vigilant when we see him in the future, and we must not force ourselves to fight with him."

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Source of the novel: Ran Library