Nie Mingtu couldn't help but be able to get these two ignorant boys.
If they were not fools who had been out of the world on the first day, they would have begun to regret that they had been born after hearing the seven words "Zhao Wolf Eyes" Nie Mingtu. - The wolf head, who has been tragically tragically over the evil path for more than ten years and has made martial artists all over the world terrified, will never miss such a scene.
...This is the first time since Nie Mingtu came out of the world, someone wants to use my head as a vote.
He hugged his arms and sneered, urging the cold and internal strength, a sensation of green air appeared under his skin, his muscles were bundled, and his bones were clattering, and his whole body looked suddenly thinner and longer. After the flesh was tightened, his hair also stood up one by one, like a steel needle.Although his face has not changed, his facial features are exposed to the flesh, and his mouth and nose are more prominent and pointed, his eyes are slanted, and his pupils are flashing with green and yellow light, just like half a human and half a wolf.
Now, there is no need to ask who Nie Mingtu is. Only the wolf leader among the three evil paths of the evil masters in the world has practiced this evil skill "The Green Wolf's Art".The scholar in the green robe and the boy in the ochre clothes looked at each other and both changed color.
Imagine the warm and sticky feeling of finger claws entering the flesh, and a strange excitement flashed through Nie Mingtu's heart.
His fingers were splitting bones, flesh, knife armor, etc. for a long time. The nails were curved like eagles' claws, and the thick yellow and smooth keratinous hyperplasia was extremely tightly integrated with the finger meat. The first knuckles were scary, and the fingertips were flat like shovels and pointed like hooks. As the fingers rubbed, there was a crackling sound like bone horns, which made people chill.
Under the claws of the wolf wild Chi soul, there is no complete corpse!
He spoke like chewing, sizzling and sound, his saliva kept flowing out from his long and sharp yellow teeth, and a twisted and cruel smile appeared on his cheeks on his tight corners of his mouth, and his green and yellow eyes were as ferocious as a strange beast.This is the only benefit I give you.Sign up!Even if the corpse is gone, it is easy to write two surnames on the tomb.
The scholar in the green robe had a white face and his whole body was trembling slightly. Nie Mingtu thought he was scared silly, but the scholar suddenly laughed loudly and continued for a long time. He said for a moment: Is his name?My uncle is Zhao Qiansun Li, please remember it.The boy in the ochre clothes carried a knife on his shoulder, feeling bored, and sneered: My name is Wang Ermazi.Is this OK?With a tsk, dancing in the wind:
You are a famous gangster. If you want to kill, you can kill. How can you get so much nonsense!
Nie Mingtu could hardly believe his ears. He was stunned and forgot to take action.But I heard the scholar in the green robe say coldly: You are a person who will die, so I will say the name to you. What's the use?Turning his head and laughing at Young Man Gu: You still said that this is not God’s will?This guy is a bad guy in the world and has great ability. Killing him is not only a way for heaven, but also means that you and I will do this. A big thing will be accomplished!
boast!
Nie Mingtu was extremely furious, his fingers were like hooks, swish!One sound to take the scholar's throat!
After all, he was in a stunning art career and was not comparable to two newborn calfs. Although the boy in the ochre clothes was carrying a knife and squinted his eyes, he looked frivolous, but his eyes were always far from the evil wolf head of half a human and half a beast. When he saw his eyes suddenly change, he immediately turned around and took action, but he was still one step slower.
Nie Mingtu, who had a green skin and a thorny hair on his body, kissing like a wolf, crossed the scholar's neck and instantly passed by the boy's body. The steel knife that was slashing straight forward suddenly fell into nothing, cutting the convex rock on the ground with sparks splashing!
(So...so fast!)
The young man's sword skills were once guided by a master. Seeing that he used all his strength to do this, he suddenly lost his target. The moment he cut the air, his right arm holding the sword was almost knocked out!He was about an inch long, knelt on one knee and turned around suddenly, and his powerful waist swept back with his knife arm, sweeping back with an incredible direction and speed!
Unfortunately, humans are no longer as fast as beasts.
Nie Mingtu's way was unchanged and he had not turned his head back. The sharp blade of the steel knife had only time to swing across his back. The peeled clothes were mixed with countless thick and hard bristles, but they failed to slightly block Nie Mingtu's momentum.
The scholar in the green robe lost his broken sword and was unarmed. He grabbed the wolf claws strangled between his neck with one hand, and tightened the old gray cloth arm in the other hand. His feet were so forked that he was pushed to the edge of the rock platform. He kicked off a few loose earth and rocks, and his body was already hanging in the air.
The boy's spiral knife type pulled the wound, the wound burst, and a large black stain oozed out of his back. He barely gritted his teeth and leaned on the knife, ran towards the two of them, shouting: Let go... let him go!
Nie Mingtu turned around and smiled grimly: Are you sure?
Just as he was about to let go, his right arm suddenly felt a thrill. He couldn't help but raise his head and howl, and kneel down; when he put his palms on, he was dragged down by the scholar's weight, and half of his body was dragged out of the rock platform, causing his eyes to turn black and he almost fainted.
After finally recovering from his senses, looking through the cold sweat gurgling like a rain curtain, Nie Mingtu found that his right forearm was penetrated by a strange angular cone with a dark brass glowing.
The awl is shaped like a cobalt pestle, with a conical surface of a four-cornered diamond on all sides, but the conical body is like a shuttle of a weaving machine. Its ends are thin and the middle section is round and round. When it enters the flesh, it is extremely fast. Once it is pulled in, it tightly clamps the wound and cannot come out. The sunken diamond surface bleeds at an unimaginable speed. However, in a moment, Nie Mingtu has been released from nearly a bowl of blood, and his whole body's energy is quickly lost. The unique appearance produced by "The Green Wolf's Art" also faded, and the lips with the fading green air are all covered with bleak wax white.
As the fatigue and pain broke out, Nie Mingtu suddenly realized: It turned out that this strange cone was always hidden in the gray cloth arm. With the scholar's scheming, if he could throw the broken sword without thinking, he would have better weapons to defend himself.At this time, most of his body slid out of the rock platform, and was dragged by the scholar's weight. He was about to fall off the cliff, but suddenly his ankles tightened. The boy in the ochre clothes rushed over in time and grabbed them firmly with both hands.
Kill him first!Under the cliff, the scholar shouted: Don’t teach him to climb up, you and I are just dead!
The young man held Nie Mingtu's ankle tightly with his hands. The golden wound on his back burst out, and blood still couldn't stop the falling momentum. His heels hit the ground, and the three of them slowly slid towards the edge of the cliff, and the loose earth and rocks kept rolling down.
I can't take action!The boy growled: I want to... I want to fall down!
The scholar said angrily: He nailed him to the ground with one knife!It can kill people and cling to others!
The boy suddenly understood, lowered his center of gravity and sat on the ground, firmly clamped Nie Mingtu's ankle with one arm, turned around with his left hand, and groped on the ground with a steel knife.
The scholar was about to urge him, but Nie Mingtu suddenly opened his eyes. A blue and yellow light flashed in his eyes, and a green aura on his face was full of greenness and said with a grim smile: You said that you can kill me if you do this. Zhao Wushuang's eyes. Nie Mingtu?He slowly lifted the injured arm that was penetrated by the monster cone, as if he no longer felt pain, and raised the scholar's head and face a little.
Even the scholar was ruthless and could not help but be stunned. He couldn't believe that there was such a perseverance in the world. He bit his silver teeth and risked to turn the pestle and cone, and heard the flesh and blood in the wounds making a sound, and laughed fiercely: The famous wolf leader Nie Mingtu naturally could not die in vain.I wanted to give you a refreshing knife, but you were going to suffer these little and small problems.
Nie Mingtu seemed to be unaware, his muscles stretched into a ball, slowly lifted his arms and overthrew his head until the two of them looked at each other, and then he smiled coldly: If you don’t have any other tricks, I will break your neck.The scholar gritted his teeth and said: What's this trick?With a press of the handle spring, two sharp blades protruded out of Nie Mingtu's upper arm. The blade was thick, sticky and smooth, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or flesh.
He originally thought that even if the demon didn't die of pain on the spot, he should have fainted. Unexpectedly, Nie Mingtu just smiled coldly, his yellow eyes were cold in his eyes, and he said with a grim smile: Do you know that practicing "The Green Wolf's Art" can not only practice this pair of rare demon eyes, but also use his skills to resist swords, fists, palms, pain and poison, so that the wound can heal quickly, and also have the vitality as strong as a beast?I don’t know how many times I have suffered from the injury of my chest and abdomen in this life. All those who hurt me died. I am still living in the world!It seemed as if in order to show that he had a free arm, he slammed the scholar's neck again, but he didn't use his strength to pinch him to death.
The scholar climbed his wolf claws and stomp and cone with his hands and did not dare to put them on. His eyes passed over the evil star Nie Mingtu in front of him and shouted at his eyes behind him: Hurry... hurry up!He was nailed to death with one knife, hurry up!Nie Mingtu's heart was shaking: Could it be that the kid who uses the sword still has enough energy?I turned around quickly, but saw the boy in ochre clothes holding his ankle and struggling to support him. How could he do anything wrong?A sudden awakening:
Not good, I've fallen into the trap!
A blazing sparks instantly swallowed his head and face. I don’t know what the scholar did, and it was related to the strange cone.
Nie Mingtu closed his eyes and howled, and his body kept twisting. The scholar wanted to take the opportunity to climb up the rock platform, but Nie Mingtu waved his arm down the cliff. The scholar's back hit the rock wall with blood, his mouth was splashed and his hands were loose. His body slid down like an out-of-control kite, and the flying sand and gravel on the wall splashed down, and even Nie Mingtu slid out of the cliff.
The boy who supported the weight of the three could no longer bear it. He sat up and was dragged all the way to the rock platform. The crack on his back dragged a line of dirty red blood on the ground. Before he could let go, he was pulled off the cliff by the astonishing downward momentum.In the vine dust rolls, the three of them fell one after another, none of them were spared…
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The Ghost King listened quietly, and so did Geng and Ming in the secret room.
Nie Mingtu, who told this thrilling scene in person, was not a ghost. It was obvious that falling off the cliff did not take his life, and the two young men might still live in the world.Yin Suming's ten fingers crossed, placing his chin with a painted spot, and after a while, he put away his slightly leaning forward body and sighed: The wolf's head is extremely capable, and it is extremely difficult for those two people to survive in danger.
He rushed out of his mouth and did not think about it carefully. He realized that it was inappropriate after he said it. There were many things that could be used to make a big deal, and it was inevitable that he would lose his words.Nie Mingtu just smiled and said calmly: It's not easy.I have been regretting the lives of these two people for thirty years. Maybe... it is not easy to kill them now.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: Thirty years have passed, have the scholar in green robe and the boy in ochre clothes finally become characters who call the wind and rain?Have they lived to create a great secret that could turn the world around and create their own era?
But I heard Nie Mingtu continue to say: That cliff is not as strong as a rock platform, it is about ten feet tall. I rolled down all the way, and my head hit a sharp stone, and I fainted immediately.When I woke up, I was already at the bottom of the cliff, surrounded by rocks and weeds. The two young men fell on a large thick grass ball, with blood foggy under them, and they could not survive.
I barely moved my fingers, and felt a severe pain in my body, and almost fainted again. I knew that I had suffered a fatal injury, so I quickly used the ten successful forces of "The Green Wolf's Art" and tried hard to rush the valley. In a moment, the external injuries on my body stopped bleeding and closed, and new skin was born, and the cracked bones gradually began to heal.
Geng Zhao was shocked when he heard this and thought to himself: What kind of martial arts is this "Qinglang Art"?Zhiye... Zhiye is even more magical than Daluo Golden Immortal!
Yin Suming once heard from his master that the terrifying self-healing ability of "The Green Wolf's Art" is nothing more than the evil technique of eating food from Yin and Mao. The technique itself has fatal flaws. At the end of the day, it is not as magical as the pair of Midnight Demon Eyes that can observe the hair. They suppressed the idea of verbal victory and smiled faintly:
The wolf-headed magical skill has long been heard of its name!It's really breathtaking.
Nie Mingtu yelled, and was silent for a long time before shook his head and sneered: I really thought so back then.Now that I think about it, I can only say that it is a frog in the well, which is sad and ridiculous.
At that time, I was using the Green Wolf Art to heal my wounds, and suddenly I saw the two queens not far away moving. The boy in red let out a faint moan, but the scholar in green robe moved his fingers and trembled his hands to fumble through the cracks on the ground.I was blessed to my heart, and reached out to touch my clothes, and suddenly understood why he was doing this. I didn't realize that he had murderous intent and could not wait for the injury to heal. I crawled over with my hands instead of my feet, and wanted to kill the scholar in the green robe under my claws.
Geng Zhao was very curious: Even Nie Mingtu, who was carrying the magical skills of the Green Wolf Art, broke his leg. The two young men were really lucky and they were still breathing a sigh of relief.He murmured to himself: I have lost most of my life, what else do you want to be greedy for?Why did Nie Mingtu have murderous intentions?
Suddenly, a silver bell chuckled, Mingzhanxue closed his skills and withdrew his palm, a small and thin forehead covered his sweat beads, and said in a low voice: It was because of his life that the scholar had to fight to the death to obtain the things in the cracks of the rocks, and Nie Mingtu also had the idea of killing people.I can't guess what it is?
Her wet hair was pressed against her forehead and her whole body seemed to be snatched from water, with white and greasy snow-skinned pearls reflecting her beautiful lips without any blood.
The two of them had just split their four palms, and Ming Zhanxue's body slanted softly. Geng Zhao hurriedly walked forward and hugged her, and found that her true energy was strong all over her body, and she was freely flowing through the limbs and bones. Her meridians were no longer abnormal, and she seemed to have passed through the extremely dangerous three-care demon. Seeing that she was exhausted, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and felt distressed, and said with a low voice: It's all my fault, which has implicated Miss Ming.Is there any way... to help you recover faster?
Mingzhanxue's face turned hot, and two faint red lips flew over her pale snow face. She bit her jade lips and glared at him, and whispered: No pot is open to pick up which pot! In the world, what else is the Restoration Skill that is more powerful than the Bihuo Divine Art? You are not afraid of disturbing the two evil stars outside, I... I can't stand the trouble. Suddenly, he became embarrassed and felt unwilling to accept it, and twisted his thighs hard.
She was weak and weak, so she didn't feel much pain at this moment, but Geng Zhao remembered that she was extremely sensitive in her physique, and her yin was loose and tender. Even though she was well-educated in the boudoir and was quite reserved with her daughter, she could not withstand a fierce attack every time. When she bit her teeth, she lost her tightness, and she finally screamed like crying, and was extremely moved. She was filled with thoughts and felt hot all over, and she couldn't help but tighten her arms and lowered her head to meet her lips.
Mingzhanxue was unable to resist, and raised her head with a sound of Yīng, and her soft lips were immediately grabbed by the boy.The two kissed each other so much that they were wet and warm, and the tips of their tongues were like licking molasses, which was hard to tell.
Her sweat soaked her thin shirt, her whole body was curved and delicate and protruding. When she started through the wet clothes, she felt that her skin was smooth and greasy as if it was applied to fine powder, and it was so hot that it burned. The fragrance between her armpits and breasts was steamed by the body temperature, and it was sweet and soaked, like musk and orchid.
Geng Zhao held her soft red lips, hugged the round shoulders of the jade man with one hand, and was about to crush the warm and fragrant soft jade into her arms, but the other hand tried to untie her waist. In desperation, she couldn't untie the waist rope, so she pulled it off with force, slap!With a light sound, the waist loosened a few turns, and the hem of the skirt was slightly pulled up, and two strong and slender legs were exposed between the torn collars, as well as the black and thin fuzzy at the base of the white and fragrant legs...
Ming Zhexue was anxious and clamped the rough magic hand that was exploring into her skirt. Unfortunately, her skin between her legs was sweaty and slippery, and she couldn't hold anything. Instead, she moistened his fingers and palms and stuck them warmly, and they were immediately penetrated into the hot and soft forbidden area. Jī! A slight sensation of liquid flowed through my fingertips, peeling off the tortuous lip of the fat and tender orchid leaves and thick algae, and pushing straight into the clam's erect little nutmeg.
Woo woo woo woo woo... no, no!
Her delicate body stiffened, her snake's waist arched, and her little hands grabbed his cast iron wrist tightly, biting her lips and squinting her eyes, like a helpless kitten with wet hair and ears closed.
No...I... can't stand it, I can...I can scream...
Gengzhao breathed warmly like a moan in her cochlea, and her desire was erect. The angry dragon between her legs suddenly bent up and down, as hard as iron, constantly bounced up and down, and it felt a faint pain. However, the spiritual platform flashed through a trace of clear lightning like lightning, and her heart was trembling: Nothing!The Ghost King and Nie Mingtu are both first-class experts. If someone in Maitreya is happy to have fun, how can he hide it from the eyes and ears of them?When I lowered my head, I saw Mingzhanxue gasping for a thin and soft, and her firm and plump peaks rose and fell violently. Every time I saw it, it was a little more overflowing with my clothes, like a pair of round snow rabbits jumping out; my wet hair was stuck to my temples and my lips were sticky indescribable, and I was so embarrassed and beautiful.
He couldn't help but feel distressed, quickly shrank his hand and apologized softly:
I...Miss Ming, it's all my fault, don't bother me.
I was annoyed just now, but I am not annoyed now.
Mingzhanxue gasped and laughed. Suddenly, he saw his right palm wet, as if he had scooped out a handful of fragrant sweet spring from the water tank. Clear and transparent water droplets fell on the edge of his palm, ticking soundly; the more he looked up, the more smooth the juice became, as if it was covered with thin slurry; at the tip of his finger, it was covered with a small ball of lysate.Sweat never has such a mellow and sweet feel, but only the flower slurry in the vagina.
She became embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed his hand and pressed it down, bit her lip and said: Take it away quickly!It's dirty...it's so dirty.Good things you did!When his white wrist tightened, he was held by Geng Zhao, and a dense stream of green fire qi penetrated into his body from the meridians.The two of them had the same source of internal breath and would never repel each other. The true qi walked through their bodies in an instant. Mingzhanxue's spirit was greatly boosted. Tongming Transformation Art was activated, and the lost physical strength and true qi began to recover.
You have done so much for me, let me give you some.
Geng Zhao held her in his arms, and his tenderness suddenly moved. He raised his wet right palm holding her wrist to his nose, and smiled and said: What came from you is not dirty at all.For me, this is the sweetest and most fragrant smell in the world, and I can't taste it enough.
Ming Zhexue was helped by his true energy, and there was a trace of blood on Xue's face, her cheeks were red, like dyed cherry blossoms. She closed her eyes and snuggled into his neck, and said softly: What an honest man, how did he learn such lips and tongue?He raised his left hand and gently hit him on the thigh, as if he was afraid of hurting him.
Geng Zhao whispered: Miss Ming, I'm telling the truth, but I'm not trying to please you on purpose.Just as he was about to swear, Mingzhanxue closed his hands and gently hugged his right palm into his deep breasts, closing his eyes and smiling: Don't talk nonsense, I believe you.When I get bigger, I will teach you... and I will teach you enough to taste it, okay?When it comes to the sound of mosquitoes, it’s almost impossible to hear, and only a ball of warm fragrance under the chin is left to heat it.
Geng Zhao's chest thumped, his face turned red, and a warm feeling seemed to flow through his heart. His arms were slightly tightened, and he nodded after a while.
Um.
The two sat hugging each other, looking out the hole together, but saw the darkness in the middle of the hall pondering for a moment, stroking the handrail of the bones and pondering: I saw that the scholar in the green robe was not a fool, and the one who wanted to succeed when he was dying must be a life-saving thing.Could it be...it's the wolf's head--
Nie Mingtu waved his hand and interrupted him, sneering: Even if you succeed, can you help your life immediately?At the end of the day, this person is born with greed, and he is still greedy when he dies.
I climbed up to him, grabbed his top bun, and sneered at him: You are not easy, you have reached this point, and you can't bear to leave these things.He fell to one breath, his head and face were covered in blood, his breathing was bleeding, and he barely said: I... die... demon sword... you... nothing...
The old man sighed and suddenly sneered again.
When life is hanging on the line, can you still be so sharp and accurate when you look at people and things?It was in this shit monk temple where I was killed thousands of swords until my tenth year before finally admitting that I was not as good as him.I lost to a young man who was twenty years old, and I didn't notice it at all.
In order to see your dead ghost master's treasure, I followed you thousands of miles away and made a special trip to Lianjue Temple. I decided not to return empty-handed... When I think of the power of the killing god possessed by the demon sword in Wei Qingying, and the powerful people who command the world, I can never kill again.
I peeled off the skin from his throat, pinched the greasy muscle tendons, and smiled and said: If you come here with pleasure, I will give you some pleasure.The tortures in the evil realm are called the Great Thousands of Forestry. Even if there are no torture instruments here, you can try hundreds or eighty kinds; if you know the appearance, you will suffer less bits and pieces.
Geng Zhao shivered when she heard this, she narrowed her neck and swallowed her saliva, and felt that the chin was itchy and painful, and her whole body was furry.
Yin Suming smiled and said: The torture of the flute sound is very difficult to deal with. Peeling skin and picking tendons, pinching flesh to restrain breathing, which makes people feel painless, and it does not damage the vocal cords. Even when the torture is used, the person can still speak and wail.The wolf's head was killing, and I guess it was all the secrets?
It seems that your master really didn't tell you anything.Nie Mingtu snorted coldly:
The scholar was very angry. Although he screamed in pain, he supported him for more than a moment without saying a word.I was so angry that I broke one of his ribs. Just as I was about to play the pipa, I suddenly heard an old voice saying: Amitabha!The donor is arbitrarily acts in namelessness, creates karma in dependent origination, and receives retribution in dependent origination. It is endless reincarnation, so false!
Although I did not have the oath of the evil Buddha in the South Ming to kill all the monks, I have killed the bald donkey who was swaying in my life. I turned around and clawed, but I didn't expect it to be disappointed. When I turned around, I saw the two young men slid out one meter away, both sitting cross-legged with their hearts facing the sky. An old monk in gray robe stood against their back door, and the three of them were covered in white mist, which was at a critical moment of healing.
Nie Mingtu has seen countless masters, and the old monk in gray robe has only seen it in his life. Even when Nie Mingtu is in full swing, he understands that he has no chance of winning. He is brave and courageous: If you don’t take advantage of this time, if you hit this bald donkey in a rat-clothed one day, wouldn’t it be my end?He reached out to the ground and stretched out his hand to the sky, and then fell to the sky spirit cover of the old monk in gray!
The most taboo thing to do when healing injuries is to be disturbed. At the least, it will be devilish and go crazy, and at the worst, it will be both destructive. When Geng Zhao heard him, he couldn't help but feel angry: This person is really hopeless!That monk has never known him, so will he take human life?There is also the evil ghost master Nanming Evil Buddha who vows to kill all the monks... These evil people are really lawless!
But I heard Nie Mingtu say: ...At that time, my wolf-Wind Chi Soul Claw had already been successful, and even your master was three points afraid, otherwise there would be no need to make an appointment for the demon sword.Unexpectedly, this catch was in vain, but I couldn't see clearly what the old monk had moved. He couldn't sit upright, but my mind was so scared that my seventy-two roads of Chihun claws came out, and they made continuous moves, using the old monk as a sandbag boxing target, and he didn't dare to let go easily.
The more I fought, the more I became more shocked: the old monk pressed his fleshy palm against the two of them, used his skills to heal his wounds, and sat cross-legged with his legs. So who was the one who broke up with me on the offense and defense, and had it back and forth?
Later, I didn't even dare to think about this question anymore, intending to cause distraction to the old monk. Chihunzhaojing greeted the two young men, but still couldn't hurt them a single hair.
The scene was really funny - four people were sitting on the ground, not moving, three of them were concentrating on healing their wounds, but I was the only one with one... No, maybe dozens or even hundreds of ghost hands that could not be seen were endless, and they were exhausted. The cold Yin body of "The Green Wolf's Art of Jue" was gradually suppressed by a soft and soft force.
It turned out that at the time of the fight, the old monk's internal strength had already penetrated into my limbs and bones without realizing it. While restraining the Qinglang's body, healing my wounds.
Yin Suming felt a sudden stern.
What?
That was a great shame that I had never experienced in my life.The old man sneered, and a trace of fatigue flashed through his strange eyes.Even if you ask me now, as long as there is a little chance, I will choose to live without hesitation.However, when the enemy saved his life with such a method, he couldn't help but feel humiliated that he wanted to die.
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Nie Mingtu had no choice.
He couldn't even figure out how the enemy fought with him. In this battle, he did not have the right to stop at will. He could only continue the boring fight that was initially triggered by himself, like a ridiculous and ridiculous puppet.
But soon, the fatal shortcomings of "The Green Wolf Art" are about to deprive him of his ability to move and can no longer maintain a balance between offense and defense with the invisible ghost hand.Nie Mingtu suddenly twitched, his whole body curled up like a dry bat, stumbled on the ground and shivered; the strange appearance of the green thorns quickly faded, and his naked body seemed both pale and thin, as if he had suddenly lost weight.
As the previous Ghost King said, "The Green Wolf's Art" is an evil technique of eating food from Yin and Mao.Its amazing explosive power and recovery power are the condensed essence in the body, bursting out suddenly, and must not be long or long. After use, it must be supplemented with a large amount of food - usually fresh flesh and blood - and sleep with special turtle breath to restore the condensed and misappropriated essence of life.
All those who practice "The Green Wolf's Art" have always been cruel and bloodthirsty. This is not only because of the change of mind and nature, but also because of the need for practicing martial arts and is difficult to give up.
In order to quickly repair the injured body after falling off the cliff, Nie Mingtu did not hesitate to use his physical strength. His whole body was exhausted and his life passed quickly, so he had to supplement a lot of nutrition.His whole body shrank into a shriveled ball, his skin was yellow and dull, his skin was wrinkled and wrinkled, and hissed and moaned: Blood... Give me... Give me flesh and blood...
The old monk in gray robe sighed lightly and lowered his head and said: Good fortune and bad retribution are fate, so why is the donor suffering?
Nie Mingtu curled up in pain, and there was only a trace of clarity left in consciousness. Suddenly, his body fluttered lightly, and the surrounding scenery had changed instantly. The large wild forest and rocks at the bottom of the cliff were gone. Instead, it was replaced by the damp and cold that pierced the bone marrow. The top of his head was as dark as the night, as if countless stone stalactites were hanging down, with scales, which was a wonder; under his body was a green pond with bright green algae rippling in the water, which was reflected by rippling waves, as if the heaven and earth were reversed, but the light source was coming from below.
The old monk is a living person, not a ghost, but he has used his ultimate light skills and brought the three of them here in the blink of an eye.He immersed the two young men in the pond, exposing his nose to breathe, turned around and lifted Nie Mingtu's back collar, and sank into the water.
The pool water was unexpectedly sticky and made a sound when it stirred slightly.Nie Mingtu was not at the top, and he swallowed a large handful of greasy and shiny algae juice. He was about to struggle, but suddenly he felt that the algae particles were like the horns of flesh, crispy on the outside and tough on the inside. When he bite, he burst out with thick juice. He felt a bloody smell when he chewed. After swallowing it, he was full in his abdomen, as if he had eaten raw meat, and his physical strength was faintly restored.
(This is... God helps me!)
Nie Ming was in a desperate situation and swallowed algae with big mouthfuls. While urging internal strength and exerting muscles and bones, he found that this unique green and green algae could not only provide a lot of supplies, but also restore physical strength to the raw meat and blood, but also have magical therapeutic effects on the wounds.
He soaked for a moment, swallowed the algae and fell asleep.When I regained my consciousness, I felt that most of the leg bones had healed and I quietly kicked in the pool, as if it was no longer hindrance.
After looking closely, the old monk was sitting cross-legged by the pond, pressing his hands on the scholar and the boy's forehead. The rolling white mist like clouds kept rushing out of the three of them, obviously still healing their injuries.He was shocked: I don’t know how long I slept, and even the wound on my body would heal, and it was definitely not for a moment.The old bald donkey used his skills to heal the wounds of the two of them, and never stopped. This... what a terrible cultivation level is this!
This is the only master he has seen in his life. He was thinking about how to escape, but suddenly he heard a loud laugh: The holy algae bathes in the clouds, and the fairy song promotes the banquet to bring back spring!The master is compassionate, and healing will never be separated from this healing sage in the world. We will follow you all the way and meet the Buddha.Brother Feng, should I win this game?The voice is gentle, and it sounds like a spring breeze.
The other person's voice was full of majesty. His tone was clear, but it still made the entire underground cave tremble. The green algae pond was rippling and ripples appeared.The winner is unwarranted, so it’s better not to fight!Ten years passed by, and the master saw it for a long time.
But when he heard the sound, he could not see the person. Nie Mingtu secretly complained in his heart: The cultivation of these two people is definitely not inferior to the old monk.I've really lost my luck for eight lifetimes, how come I have so many top masters?
The old monk sighed again and lowered his eyebrows and said: The general guards the border, and he is responsible for the safety of the world, but he is my fault for leaving his post without permission.
The man who had a kind voice smiled and said: It should be a hero who was fighting in the lower world with a slight dust.What is the difference between the master’s body, the mustard seed and Sumeru?Brother Feng, don’t listen to his nonsense, the master is cheating!
The majestic voice was silent for a moment and said, "Before leaving, I once dug a divination, I got Tianhuo Tongren, and said, "He raised his tomb, but I won't prosper for three years."Since you are fully prepared, you are not afraid of foreign races taking advantage of the situation, so don’t worry.
The old monk smiled indifferently.
I am only afraid of subdue Rong in the rebellion.The alien race is eyeing it, and the general must be guarded.
Another laughed loudly: Ling Yun cut into a knife and pen, and Fu Sheng was only worthy of writing and clerical scripts!The master occupied the treasure land of no world, but advised people to trap the border and stayed in a row. He was really cunning!Why not say that if you are profitable from the great rivers and the gentleman's chastity, you will only find the master's immortal trail after crossing the Chishui River and coming to this place of the Three Rivers.I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, please open the ban and hand over the treasure head.
In the secret room, Geng Zhao was confused and asked in a low voice: Miss Ming, these three people are so difficult to understand, they are like a dumb puzzle.Are they talking about gang cuts or slander?
None of them.Ming Zhaxue shook her head.
They are talking about divination.Fanren is the thirteenth hexagram of the Book of Changes. The stem is above and li below, and the stem is heaven and Li is fire, so it is said that Tianhuo Tongren.The three of them argued with the hexagram of the common man's hexagram. The monk advised the general not to leave his post without permission, otherwise the foreign race would be eyeing him and there would be difficulties in the border.
Border, alien race, general... Geng Zhao suddenly remembered someone and said in a trembling voice: Could that person be...
You're right.Thirty years ago, there was only one person in the world guarding the Northern Pass, and his body was bound by the people. Mingzhan snow swept his hair, and his beautiful side face, which was slightly transparent and transparent, exuded a sense of solemnity.If I expected it would be right, this person would be your famous cheap master, Fengdao Huaiyi Wu Dengyong, who is known as the Dao Emperor!
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Yin Suming said in surprise: That person...is the sword emperor Wu Dengyong?
Nie Mingtu sneered.
Didn’t your master tell you?If you want to change it, it is the sword emperor Wu Dengyong who was known as the world's number one sword technique and ranked in the five extremes, three talents, and both civil and military rankings thirty years ago!
Even though it has been extinct for 30 years, to this day, the four words "Five Poles" are still the top of martial arts on the land of Dongshengzhou, which makes the world look up and feel awe.Over the years, countless heroes in the world have risen and fallen and prosperous, but never have such dazzling legendary figures. Even the three talents and five poles have withered in sequence, and no one can replace their status.
Even though Yin Suming was self-conceived in martial arts, he didn't think he could build the reputation of Wuji Tianfeng. He shook his head and said: The luck of the wolf on that day was so bad that he actually bumped into a star like the sword emperor Wu Dengyong.He said this, but he really lamented that Nie Mingtu was not lucky and met the sword emperor who hated evil.
Who knew that Nie Mingtu just sneered and said after a while: What is this? Is it so lucky?The real bad luck of killing Qiandao is not just about encountering the sword emperor Wu Dengyong?
I was sinking in the holy algae pond and pretended to be unconscious, thinking in my heart how to escape unstoppable.Since the old monk and the poor and poor relationship with the sword emperor, his ability is definitely not bad.The old monk was so poor that he loved to recite poems that he was poor and could not tell the truth. The old monk tried his best to do so and poured his internal strength to save people. When he was exhausted, it was time for me to break out.
Sure enough, it won't take long before the old monk tilted his body, took off his palm, his head softly from the shadow, revealing a burnt and haggard old face. It was not special, but his spirit was calm, his eyes were dark and deep, as if he had been infected with some addicted evil poison, which was completely inconsistent with his hypocritical tone.
Wu Dengyong was also surprised when he saw this and said: "Why is the master's appearance different from the previous one?"The old monk smiled faintly: There is no ultimate truth in cause and condition, so why should the general be attached to this and only increase his worries?As he said that, he opened his swollen eyelids, his eyes were damaged by sharp blades, and he turned out to be a blind man.
When I saw it, I felt so happy.No matter how high the martial arts skills of Mr. Ren is, his internal strength is exhausted, but he is just a shriveled old man, and his eyes are blind, so he can't catch it?Wu Dengyong and Death seemed to have something to ask for, so he made a bet with him, and he was afraid of taking advantage of the situation and did not dare to act rashly.
The scene was extremely strange: in the underground cave, there was a pool of sticky and slippery algae with green and dark lights blooming. The three masters occupied the triangle and were all hiding in the shadows.There were three half-dead wounded people soaked in the pool, two of whom were unconscious, while the other one had a hidden ghost...
The master is willing to spend his true energy. Can these two be close to the master?Wu Dengyong asked the old monk.
I have never met before.The old monk replied: If the general meets the Tao, is it not to save him?
Wu Dengyong was silent for a while, raised his hand and splattered in the pool. The boy in ochre clothes seemed to be pulled out of the water by an invisible rope, thumping!Fall into the other end of the algae pond.After a closer look, several thin and tough red silk threads connected to the key points of the boy's head, Baihui and Dazhui on the back. Soon, white mist burst out from his body, which was even thicker than before.
Another person who had never appeared and was called "Nie Mingtu was poor" by death and saw this and smiled and said: "The white blade is a thousand miles away and the red blade is a bit of life!"Brother Feng is both civil and military, but he is even more a national practitioner of medicine and knowledgeable about this rare technique of hanging silk pulse diagnosis.
Wu Dengyong said: The Master laughed.I don’t know how to diagnose pulses with hanging silk. This young man Huoling was defeated and even though he could succeed, he would eventually end up dead.Since I have a fate with him, this same life technique not only saves his life, but also changes his pattern slightly and borrows his thirty years of overlord fortune.
The Master smiled brightly when he heard this, and with a move in the shadow's sleeve, the scholar flew to another corner of the Holy Algae Pool and sank into the water in front of him.
He pointed a few acupoints of the scholar, pushed blood through the uterus with both hands, and transformed internal breath. He smiled warmly: Can life be changed?I don’t have as powerful as my brother Feng, so it seems that I can only wait for this scholar to be clear-headed and teach him how to read poetry and books for a few years, and talk about the way of a saint to compete with my brother Feng’s overlord’s destiny, and compete for the strengths of the next thirty years.how?Brother Feng is interested in betting on this game again?
Wu Dengyong smiled faintly.
He was personally trained by Yin Hengye, the head of the Nine-Confucian Saints, and the Yin Sheng. This son is unlimited in the future.This is the blessing of the people. I am happy to see it. So there is no need to bet?
The master Yin Hengyelang smiled and said: Brother Feng has learned bad things from the master, he is just cheating.We had been betting on the previous game for a full ten years, and the winner was still undecided. We bet on another thirty years. We will use the luck of the martial arts world to determine the winner and lose. We will advance and retreat for the people. Isn’t that great!
Wu Dengyong did not have an interface, and seemed to lack interest.
When Nie Mingtu heard this, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.
If it was Yin Hengye, then the old monk was... Tianguan and the Seven Water Dust!I couldn't help but shake my head and almost laughed out loud: I'm so unlucky today that I can be said to be an unprecedented and uncommon person. I'm afraid I can never find a second one in the world.My heart is upset, I'm splashing!As he rushed out of the water, Chihun claws grabbed the old monk Qishuichen's throat, and with the other hand he held the Danzhong point on his chest, covered the monk in front of him, and said sternly:
Don’t move if you know the appearance!I will release the old monk back after traveling a hundred miles; if anyone dares to catch up, I will tear open the old monk's throat, release blood and return you a piece of dried bacon!
Wu Dengyong and Yin Hengye sat at both ends of the pond. Although they were separated by a pool of clear blue waves and ripples, they still couldn't see the appearance of the two. They could only vaguely see the young man and the scholar who were immersed in the pool, behind each of them had a vague outline of their figures.
The two of them were silent for a long time, and even the old monk didn't say anything. If it weren't for the thin chest, Nie Mingtu almost thought that he had snatched the mummy as a corpse, and a trace of ominousness flashed through his heart: Could it be that I'm wrong? Isn't the old monk important?Suddenly, Yin Hengye said: Master, you lost this game.Although the master is compassionate, he cannot get good results by sowing good causes. Animals are ultimately animals.
The seven waters and dust are combined with each other: There is no good or evil in cause and condition, and it is destroyed and established immediately, and color is destroyed and extinct.Where did I lose?
Yin Hengye sighed: Confucians do not punish, but they do not punish, and they do not want to be punished.A bandit like Jiye Sanming killed him. The master pushed himself into a dangerous place with a thought.The sleeves of the robe raised, and a giant Angzang who was more than nine feet long was thrown out like a rag. His muscles were tangled, his skin was like cast iron, and there was a string of sun-facing skeletons made of snow-white skulls hanging between his neck, looking very terrifying.The giant man fell to the ground and rolled a few times, without moving slightly, as if he was blocked by someone and was unconscious.
Seeing this, Wu Dengyong also took out a person from the shadow behind him, and also landed on the ground without moving, silently.I saw that the man was wearing a brocade green robe and a squid-headed official boots, and his face was covered with oil paint, making his face difficult to tell.
Nie Mingtu was stiff all over, stunned, unable to say a word.
He was very familiar with these two people, but he never expected to meet in this situation - the giant man with a skeleton necklace was the evil Buddha of the evil spirits, and the brocade robe was the underworld lord of the hell, the ghost king and Yin Suming. Since then, the entire force of the three evil spirits has been completed.
Nie Mingtu's palm was sweating, and his eyes were dark. Even if he could live here, he didn't know where to go in the future.
The old monk still didn't say a word. Yin Hengye waited for a moment and said: In the past, we were the three of us who debated, in addition to using the treasure head as the head, we also agreed that the loser must promise and let the winner ask.The master taught me to vow not to kill a person for life, and to vow not to use one person for life. For ten years, we both kept our vow not to cross it slightly.
Today, the master is in danger. If he is willing to withdraw his oath, no one in the world can take his brother's sword. Even if this guy escapes to the ends of the world, it will be difficult to escape the tracking of his disciples from hundreds of sources in the martial arts lineage.If you can protect the master in this way, isn’t it all the best?
Nie Mingtu was sweating coldly when he heard this, and thought to himself: Wu Dengyong, the general of Beiguan Town, vowed not to kill anyone, and Yin Hengye, the leader of the martial arts scholar, vowed not to use anyone... This is a secret as big as the sky, enough to shake the martial arts world. You said so generously that you were going to kill someone to silence him.I am really unlucky today!
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Geng Zhao frowned and whispered: Miss Ming, except for the senior Daohuangwu, who are Yin Sheng Yin Hengye and Tianguan Qishuichen?Why did Nie Mingtu keep saying that he was unlucky?Is it because these two people have very high abilities that even the two masters of the evil path are not opponents?
Because the people and things he encountered may never be encountered once in his lifetime.Mingzhanxue said softly:
It is said that the old man from Dongshengzhou is circulated. There is a mysterious treasure land in the East China Sea called Lingyunding. Some people say that it is the holy place where Tian Buddha first came to Dongzhou. Some people say that it has different Feng Shui and can boost martial arts fortunes. Of course, some people simply like the legendary treasure - although no one knows whether it really exists.
Over the past thousands of years, countless heroes and talented people have been rushing to find the career of Lingyunding.This great competition that competes for wisdom and tests perseverance is much more difficult than the martial arts world's struggle for power and the emperor's hegemony.
Unlike killing decisions, people cannot solve the mystery with one idea or a ruthless force.When searching for treasures, the only thing you can rely on is wisdom.
Until this world, two extremely smart people were finally born on Dongshengzhou.
Wu Dengyong not only has excellent sword skills, but also is proficient in the numerology and numerology of the Gongsun clan of the Jin Pi Dynasty; while Yin Sheng Yin Hengye is not only the leader of the Nine-Tong Sheng of the Confucian Sect, but also the spiritual leader of the world's martial scholar Zongyuan.One of these two people relied on the calculation of numerology and the other relied on the interpretation of the group of scriptures, and they found the legendary holy land Lingyunding. They were only one step away from unraveling the biggest secret on Dongshengzhou in a thousand years.
The one who blocked the two was a wandering monk who claimed to be Tianguan and Qishuichen.
This person's origin is a mystery. No one has seen him again before or after, as if he was transformed from the mountain spirit of the lingyunding and descended out of thin air.He attracted many fanatical believers who have been studying the mystery of the Genting Genting for life, demanding that they share the secrets and use reverse operation techniques to prevent the treasure head from appearing.
Seeing the dispute getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, Yin Hengye made an inspiration and ordered thousands of Confucian disciples to set up a huge hangar on an open space of the same name called Lingyunping, inviting wise men who wanted to see the true appearance of Baoding to discuss the battle together. There is no limit to the method or scope. As long as you can question the other party, you will be considered a victory.The loser must break the calculation, hand over the cushion, and withdraw from Lingyunping by himself, and no longer ask about Baoding. If he can stump Yin and Wu, he can know the correct location of Lingyunding.
This grand event, which later generations called the Lingyun Dispute, lasted for half a year. Every day, countless people who claim to be talented come from all over Dongshengzhou. At the same time, countless celebrities and wise men withdrew withdrew and left sadly.
The Dugu family, who was the general of Zhendong at that time, paid money and worked hard, and selected civil servants to attend the meeting, and recorded the Zhiqiao defense in detail.These documents were later sorted out and divided into six 37 sects and 27 volumes of "Lingyun Zhizang" in the dynasty of Taizong. It was copied and became popular. During the grand event, Yin Hengye and Wu Dengyong became famous all over the world. Wu Dengyong, who was both civil and military, was recruited as his son-in-law by the last emperor of the Bichan Dynasty and married Princess Lingyin, the emperor's favorite.
What happened later?Geng Zhao was very excited when he heard this and asked urgently: Who won the outcome of the debate?
In the end, there were only three people left in the huge venue-Tianguan Seven Shui Chen, Yin Hengye, and Fengdao Huaiyi and Wu Dengyong.The result was the same as half a year ago. Although the monster monk Qishuichen who flew from the sky used a powerful delaying strategy, Yin Hengye cracked it with time; what should come still comes, and no one can stop it.
Qi Shuichen finally understood: the two people in front of him are not ordinary. They are the smartest opponents in this era, on the land of Dongshengzhou that stretches for thousands of miles, and are geniuses who come from the sky. It is impossible to defeat them with the techniques of mortals.
The three of them climbed to the top of the snowy secret realm, and launched a stunning battle of wisdom that mortals could not imagine.There is no fourth person in this world who knows what happened, and he only knows the end of the battle, and the seven waters will win.
Answer me!What problems did the monk have to defeat my son-in-law?It is said that when the last emperor of the Dantai Wang family summoned Wu Dengyong, he asked this question.Wu Dengyong did not dare not answer, and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the master hid Ling Yunding."No matter how I searched and surrounded Master Yin, I could never go back to the Lingyun Jueding that I had climbed to... I could never find that place again.
The emperor was stunned when he heard this.But he knew in his heart that General Wu Dengyong, the Zhenbei, was not only a loyal minister, but also a man who knew nothing and did not want to lie.
What a terrible puzzle Ah!The seven water dust actually removed Lingyunding, making all disputes no longer meaningful.
My dear, please... did you make an appointment with the monk to fight again?The emperor who was addicted to gambling was not foolish. He had a sudden inspiration and said with a smile: Even if he played double six bone dice, there was no one who decided to win or lose in one game. If he lost this game, he would still have the final result.You three are all talented people and you must understand this truth.
The emperor did make an appointment for a second gambling battle, and the winner would be Ling Yunding.
Well, when did that unfold?Half a year, one year later, or three or five years later?
The master said that the second time of the bet can start by finding him.Wu Dengyong, kneeling on the steps, was as calm as a mountain.So is the sound.After saying that, he disappeared without a trace and could no longer find it.
Nie Mingtu is indeed quite unlucky.Mingzhanxue said lightly:
The three people whom they were determined not to meet actually taught him to meet him in a while, and it should be the retribution of the evil path.These three people were the top wise men in the world at that time. Because of the battle between Lingyunding, the Tianguan won the victory. The other two called themselves "Diyin and mediocre people", so they called themselves "Lingyun Three Talents!"
If they were not fools who had been out of the world on the first day, they would have begun to regret that they had been born after hearing the seven words "Zhao Wolf Eyes" Nie Mingtu. - The wolf head, who has been tragically tragically over the evil path for more than ten years and has made martial artists all over the world terrified, will never miss such a scene.
...This is the first time since Nie Mingtu came out of the world, someone wants to use my head as a vote.
He hugged his arms and sneered, urging the cold and internal strength, a sensation of green air appeared under his skin, his muscles were bundled, and his bones were clattering, and his whole body looked suddenly thinner and longer. After the flesh was tightened, his hair also stood up one by one, like a steel needle.Although his face has not changed, his facial features are exposed to the flesh, and his mouth and nose are more prominent and pointed, his eyes are slanted, and his pupils are flashing with green and yellow light, just like half a human and half a wolf.
Now, there is no need to ask who Nie Mingtu is. Only the wolf leader among the three evil paths of the evil masters in the world has practiced this evil skill "The Green Wolf's Art".The scholar in the green robe and the boy in the ochre clothes looked at each other and both changed color.
Imagine the warm and sticky feeling of finger claws entering the flesh, and a strange excitement flashed through Nie Mingtu's heart.
His fingers were splitting bones, flesh, knife armor, etc. for a long time. The nails were curved like eagles' claws, and the thick yellow and smooth keratinous hyperplasia was extremely tightly integrated with the finger meat. The first knuckles were scary, and the fingertips were flat like shovels and pointed like hooks. As the fingers rubbed, there was a crackling sound like bone horns, which made people chill.
Under the claws of the wolf wild Chi soul, there is no complete corpse!
He spoke like chewing, sizzling and sound, his saliva kept flowing out from his long and sharp yellow teeth, and a twisted and cruel smile appeared on his cheeks on his tight corners of his mouth, and his green and yellow eyes were as ferocious as a strange beast.This is the only benefit I give you.Sign up!Even if the corpse is gone, it is easy to write two surnames on the tomb.
The scholar in the green robe had a white face and his whole body was trembling slightly. Nie Mingtu thought he was scared silly, but the scholar suddenly laughed loudly and continued for a long time. He said for a moment: Is his name?My uncle is Zhao Qiansun Li, please remember it.The boy in the ochre clothes carried a knife on his shoulder, feeling bored, and sneered: My name is Wang Ermazi.Is this OK?With a tsk, dancing in the wind:
You are a famous gangster. If you want to kill, you can kill. How can you get so much nonsense!
Nie Mingtu could hardly believe his ears. He was stunned and forgot to take action.But I heard the scholar in the green robe say coldly: You are a person who will die, so I will say the name to you. What's the use?Turning his head and laughing at Young Man Gu: You still said that this is not God’s will?This guy is a bad guy in the world and has great ability. Killing him is not only a way for heaven, but also means that you and I will do this. A big thing will be accomplished!
boast!
Nie Mingtu was extremely furious, his fingers were like hooks, swish!One sound to take the scholar's throat!
After all, he was in a stunning art career and was not comparable to two newborn calfs. Although the boy in the ochre clothes was carrying a knife and squinted his eyes, he looked frivolous, but his eyes were always far from the evil wolf head of half a human and half a beast. When he saw his eyes suddenly change, he immediately turned around and took action, but he was still one step slower.
Nie Mingtu, who had a green skin and a thorny hair on his body, kissing like a wolf, crossed the scholar's neck and instantly passed by the boy's body. The steel knife that was slashing straight forward suddenly fell into nothing, cutting the convex rock on the ground with sparks splashing!
(So...so fast!)
The young man's sword skills were once guided by a master. Seeing that he used all his strength to do this, he suddenly lost his target. The moment he cut the air, his right arm holding the sword was almost knocked out!He was about an inch long, knelt on one knee and turned around suddenly, and his powerful waist swept back with his knife arm, sweeping back with an incredible direction and speed!
Unfortunately, humans are no longer as fast as beasts.
Nie Mingtu's way was unchanged and he had not turned his head back. The sharp blade of the steel knife had only time to swing across his back. The peeled clothes were mixed with countless thick and hard bristles, but they failed to slightly block Nie Mingtu's momentum.
The scholar in the green robe lost his broken sword and was unarmed. He grabbed the wolf claws strangled between his neck with one hand, and tightened the old gray cloth arm in the other hand. His feet were so forked that he was pushed to the edge of the rock platform. He kicked off a few loose earth and rocks, and his body was already hanging in the air.
The boy's spiral knife type pulled the wound, the wound burst, and a large black stain oozed out of his back. He barely gritted his teeth and leaned on the knife, ran towards the two of them, shouting: Let go... let him go!
Nie Mingtu turned around and smiled grimly: Are you sure?
Just as he was about to let go, his right arm suddenly felt a thrill. He couldn't help but raise his head and howl, and kneel down; when he put his palms on, he was dragged down by the scholar's weight, and half of his body was dragged out of the rock platform, causing his eyes to turn black and he almost fainted.
After finally recovering from his senses, looking through the cold sweat gurgling like a rain curtain, Nie Mingtu found that his right forearm was penetrated by a strange angular cone with a dark brass glowing.
The awl is shaped like a cobalt pestle, with a conical surface of a four-cornered diamond on all sides, but the conical body is like a shuttle of a weaving machine. Its ends are thin and the middle section is round and round. When it enters the flesh, it is extremely fast. Once it is pulled in, it tightly clamps the wound and cannot come out. The sunken diamond surface bleeds at an unimaginable speed. However, in a moment, Nie Mingtu has been released from nearly a bowl of blood, and his whole body's energy is quickly lost. The unique appearance produced by "The Green Wolf's Art" also faded, and the lips with the fading green air are all covered with bleak wax white.
As the fatigue and pain broke out, Nie Mingtu suddenly realized: It turned out that this strange cone was always hidden in the gray cloth arm. With the scholar's scheming, if he could throw the broken sword without thinking, he would have better weapons to defend himself.At this time, most of his body slid out of the rock platform, and was dragged by the scholar's weight. He was about to fall off the cliff, but suddenly his ankles tightened. The boy in the ochre clothes rushed over in time and grabbed them firmly with both hands.
Kill him first!Under the cliff, the scholar shouted: Don’t teach him to climb up, you and I are just dead!
The young man held Nie Mingtu's ankle tightly with his hands. The golden wound on his back burst out, and blood still couldn't stop the falling momentum. His heels hit the ground, and the three of them slowly slid towards the edge of the cliff, and the loose earth and rocks kept rolling down.
I can't take action!The boy growled: I want to... I want to fall down!
The scholar said angrily: He nailed him to the ground with one knife!It can kill people and cling to others!
The boy suddenly understood, lowered his center of gravity and sat on the ground, firmly clamped Nie Mingtu's ankle with one arm, turned around with his left hand, and groped on the ground with a steel knife.
The scholar was about to urge him, but Nie Mingtu suddenly opened his eyes. A blue and yellow light flashed in his eyes, and a green aura on his face was full of greenness and said with a grim smile: You said that you can kill me if you do this. Zhao Wushuang's eyes. Nie Mingtu?He slowly lifted the injured arm that was penetrated by the monster cone, as if he no longer felt pain, and raised the scholar's head and face a little.
Even the scholar was ruthless and could not help but be stunned. He couldn't believe that there was such a perseverance in the world. He bit his silver teeth and risked to turn the pestle and cone, and heard the flesh and blood in the wounds making a sound, and laughed fiercely: The famous wolf leader Nie Mingtu naturally could not die in vain.I wanted to give you a refreshing knife, but you were going to suffer these little and small problems.
Nie Mingtu seemed to be unaware, his muscles stretched into a ball, slowly lifted his arms and overthrew his head until the two of them looked at each other, and then he smiled coldly: If you don’t have any other tricks, I will break your neck.The scholar gritted his teeth and said: What's this trick?With a press of the handle spring, two sharp blades protruded out of Nie Mingtu's upper arm. The blade was thick, sticky and smooth, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or flesh.
He originally thought that even if the demon didn't die of pain on the spot, he should have fainted. Unexpectedly, Nie Mingtu just smiled coldly, his yellow eyes were cold in his eyes, and he said with a grim smile: Do you know that practicing "The Green Wolf's Art" can not only practice this pair of rare demon eyes, but also use his skills to resist swords, fists, palms, pain and poison, so that the wound can heal quickly, and also have the vitality as strong as a beast?I don’t know how many times I have suffered from the injury of my chest and abdomen in this life. All those who hurt me died. I am still living in the world!It seemed as if in order to show that he had a free arm, he slammed the scholar's neck again, but he didn't use his strength to pinch him to death.
The scholar climbed his wolf claws and stomp and cone with his hands and did not dare to put them on. His eyes passed over the evil star Nie Mingtu in front of him and shouted at his eyes behind him: Hurry... hurry up!He was nailed to death with one knife, hurry up!Nie Mingtu's heart was shaking: Could it be that the kid who uses the sword still has enough energy?I turned around quickly, but saw the boy in ochre clothes holding his ankle and struggling to support him. How could he do anything wrong?A sudden awakening:
Not good, I've fallen into the trap!
A blazing sparks instantly swallowed his head and face. I don’t know what the scholar did, and it was related to the strange cone.
Nie Mingtu closed his eyes and howled, and his body kept twisting. The scholar wanted to take the opportunity to climb up the rock platform, but Nie Mingtu waved his arm down the cliff. The scholar's back hit the rock wall with blood, his mouth was splashed and his hands were loose. His body slid down like an out-of-control kite, and the flying sand and gravel on the wall splashed down, and even Nie Mingtu slid out of the cliff.
The boy who supported the weight of the three could no longer bear it. He sat up and was dragged all the way to the rock platform. The crack on his back dragged a line of dirty red blood on the ground. Before he could let go, he was pulled off the cliff by the astonishing downward momentum.In the vine dust rolls, the three of them fell one after another, none of them were spared…
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The Ghost King listened quietly, and so did Geng and Ming in the secret room.
Nie Mingtu, who told this thrilling scene in person, was not a ghost. It was obvious that falling off the cliff did not take his life, and the two young men might still live in the world.Yin Suming's ten fingers crossed, placing his chin with a painted spot, and after a while, he put away his slightly leaning forward body and sighed: The wolf's head is extremely capable, and it is extremely difficult for those two people to survive in danger.
He rushed out of his mouth and did not think about it carefully. He realized that it was inappropriate after he said it. There were many things that could be used to make a big deal, and it was inevitable that he would lose his words.Nie Mingtu just smiled and said calmly: It's not easy.I have been regretting the lives of these two people for thirty years. Maybe... it is not easy to kill them now.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: Thirty years have passed, have the scholar in green robe and the boy in ochre clothes finally become characters who call the wind and rain?Have they lived to create a great secret that could turn the world around and create their own era?
But I heard Nie Mingtu continue to say: That cliff is not as strong as a rock platform, it is about ten feet tall. I rolled down all the way, and my head hit a sharp stone, and I fainted immediately.When I woke up, I was already at the bottom of the cliff, surrounded by rocks and weeds. The two young men fell on a large thick grass ball, with blood foggy under them, and they could not survive.
I barely moved my fingers, and felt a severe pain in my body, and almost fainted again. I knew that I had suffered a fatal injury, so I quickly used the ten successful forces of "The Green Wolf's Art" and tried hard to rush the valley. In a moment, the external injuries on my body stopped bleeding and closed, and new skin was born, and the cracked bones gradually began to heal.
Geng Zhao was shocked when he heard this and thought to himself: What kind of martial arts is this "Qinglang Art"?Zhiye... Zhiye is even more magical than Daluo Golden Immortal!
Yin Suming once heard from his master that the terrifying self-healing ability of "The Green Wolf's Art" is nothing more than the evil technique of eating food from Yin and Mao. The technique itself has fatal flaws. At the end of the day, it is not as magical as the pair of Midnight Demon Eyes that can observe the hair. They suppressed the idea of verbal victory and smiled faintly:
The wolf-headed magical skill has long been heard of its name!It's really breathtaking.
Nie Mingtu yelled, and was silent for a long time before shook his head and sneered: I really thought so back then.Now that I think about it, I can only say that it is a frog in the well, which is sad and ridiculous.
At that time, I was using the Green Wolf Art to heal my wounds, and suddenly I saw the two queens not far away moving. The boy in red let out a faint moan, but the scholar in green robe moved his fingers and trembled his hands to fumble through the cracks on the ground.I was blessed to my heart, and reached out to touch my clothes, and suddenly understood why he was doing this. I didn't realize that he had murderous intent and could not wait for the injury to heal. I crawled over with my hands instead of my feet, and wanted to kill the scholar in the green robe under my claws.
Geng Zhao was very curious: Even Nie Mingtu, who was carrying the magical skills of the Green Wolf Art, broke his leg. The two young men were really lucky and they were still breathing a sigh of relief.He murmured to himself: I have lost most of my life, what else do you want to be greedy for?Why did Nie Mingtu have murderous intentions?
Suddenly, a silver bell chuckled, Mingzhanxue closed his skills and withdrew his palm, a small and thin forehead covered his sweat beads, and said in a low voice: It was because of his life that the scholar had to fight to the death to obtain the things in the cracks of the rocks, and Nie Mingtu also had the idea of killing people.I can't guess what it is?
Her wet hair was pressed against her forehead and her whole body seemed to be snatched from water, with white and greasy snow-skinned pearls reflecting her beautiful lips without any blood.
The two of them had just split their four palms, and Ming Zhanxue's body slanted softly. Geng Zhao hurriedly walked forward and hugged her, and found that her true energy was strong all over her body, and she was freely flowing through the limbs and bones. Her meridians were no longer abnormal, and she seemed to have passed through the extremely dangerous three-care demon. Seeing that she was exhausted, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and felt distressed, and said with a low voice: It's all my fault, which has implicated Miss Ming.Is there any way... to help you recover faster?
Mingzhanxue's face turned hot, and two faint red lips flew over her pale snow face. She bit her jade lips and glared at him, and whispered: No pot is open to pick up which pot! In the world, what else is the Restoration Skill that is more powerful than the Bihuo Divine Art? You are not afraid of disturbing the two evil stars outside, I... I can't stand the trouble. Suddenly, he became embarrassed and felt unwilling to accept it, and twisted his thighs hard.
She was weak and weak, so she didn't feel much pain at this moment, but Geng Zhao remembered that she was extremely sensitive in her physique, and her yin was loose and tender. Even though she was well-educated in the boudoir and was quite reserved with her daughter, she could not withstand a fierce attack every time. When she bit her teeth, she lost her tightness, and she finally screamed like crying, and was extremely moved. She was filled with thoughts and felt hot all over, and she couldn't help but tighten her arms and lowered her head to meet her lips.
Mingzhanxue was unable to resist, and raised her head with a sound of Yīng, and her soft lips were immediately grabbed by the boy.The two kissed each other so much that they were wet and warm, and the tips of their tongues were like licking molasses, which was hard to tell.
Her sweat soaked her thin shirt, her whole body was curved and delicate and protruding. When she started through the wet clothes, she felt that her skin was smooth and greasy as if it was applied to fine powder, and it was so hot that it burned. The fragrance between her armpits and breasts was steamed by the body temperature, and it was sweet and soaked, like musk and orchid.
Geng Zhao held her soft red lips, hugged the round shoulders of the jade man with one hand, and was about to crush the warm and fragrant soft jade into her arms, but the other hand tried to untie her waist. In desperation, she couldn't untie the waist rope, so she pulled it off with force, slap!With a light sound, the waist loosened a few turns, and the hem of the skirt was slightly pulled up, and two strong and slender legs were exposed between the torn collars, as well as the black and thin fuzzy at the base of the white and fragrant legs...
Ming Zhexue was anxious and clamped the rough magic hand that was exploring into her skirt. Unfortunately, her skin between her legs was sweaty and slippery, and she couldn't hold anything. Instead, she moistened his fingers and palms and stuck them warmly, and they were immediately penetrated into the hot and soft forbidden area. Jī! A slight sensation of liquid flowed through my fingertips, peeling off the tortuous lip of the fat and tender orchid leaves and thick algae, and pushing straight into the clam's erect little nutmeg.
Woo woo woo woo woo... no, no!
Her delicate body stiffened, her snake's waist arched, and her little hands grabbed his cast iron wrist tightly, biting her lips and squinting her eyes, like a helpless kitten with wet hair and ears closed.
No...I... can't stand it, I can...I can scream...
Gengzhao breathed warmly like a moan in her cochlea, and her desire was erect. The angry dragon between her legs suddenly bent up and down, as hard as iron, constantly bounced up and down, and it felt a faint pain. However, the spiritual platform flashed through a trace of clear lightning like lightning, and her heart was trembling: Nothing!The Ghost King and Nie Mingtu are both first-class experts. If someone in Maitreya is happy to have fun, how can he hide it from the eyes and ears of them?When I lowered my head, I saw Mingzhanxue gasping for a thin and soft, and her firm and plump peaks rose and fell violently. Every time I saw it, it was a little more overflowing with my clothes, like a pair of round snow rabbits jumping out; my wet hair was stuck to my temples and my lips were sticky indescribable, and I was so embarrassed and beautiful.
He couldn't help but feel distressed, quickly shrank his hand and apologized softly:
I...Miss Ming, it's all my fault, don't bother me.
I was annoyed just now, but I am not annoyed now.
Mingzhanxue gasped and laughed. Suddenly, he saw his right palm wet, as if he had scooped out a handful of fragrant sweet spring from the water tank. Clear and transparent water droplets fell on the edge of his palm, ticking soundly; the more he looked up, the more smooth the juice became, as if it was covered with thin slurry; at the tip of his finger, it was covered with a small ball of lysate.Sweat never has such a mellow and sweet feel, but only the flower slurry in the vagina.
She became embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed his hand and pressed it down, bit her lip and said: Take it away quickly!It's dirty...it's so dirty.Good things you did!When his white wrist tightened, he was held by Geng Zhao, and a dense stream of green fire qi penetrated into his body from the meridians.The two of them had the same source of internal breath and would never repel each other. The true qi walked through their bodies in an instant. Mingzhanxue's spirit was greatly boosted. Tongming Transformation Art was activated, and the lost physical strength and true qi began to recover.
You have done so much for me, let me give you some.
Geng Zhao held her in his arms, and his tenderness suddenly moved. He raised his wet right palm holding her wrist to his nose, and smiled and said: What came from you is not dirty at all.For me, this is the sweetest and most fragrant smell in the world, and I can't taste it enough.
Ming Zhexue was helped by his true energy, and there was a trace of blood on Xue's face, her cheeks were red, like dyed cherry blossoms. She closed her eyes and snuggled into his neck, and said softly: What an honest man, how did he learn such lips and tongue?He raised his left hand and gently hit him on the thigh, as if he was afraid of hurting him.
Geng Zhao whispered: Miss Ming, I'm telling the truth, but I'm not trying to please you on purpose.Just as he was about to swear, Mingzhanxue closed his hands and gently hugged his right palm into his deep breasts, closing his eyes and smiling: Don't talk nonsense, I believe you.When I get bigger, I will teach you... and I will teach you enough to taste it, okay?When it comes to the sound of mosquitoes, it’s almost impossible to hear, and only a ball of warm fragrance under the chin is left to heat it.
Geng Zhao's chest thumped, his face turned red, and a warm feeling seemed to flow through his heart. His arms were slightly tightened, and he nodded after a while.
Um.
The two sat hugging each other, looking out the hole together, but saw the darkness in the middle of the hall pondering for a moment, stroking the handrail of the bones and pondering: I saw that the scholar in the green robe was not a fool, and the one who wanted to succeed when he was dying must be a life-saving thing.Could it be...it's the wolf's head--
Nie Mingtu waved his hand and interrupted him, sneering: Even if you succeed, can you help your life immediately?At the end of the day, this person is born with greed, and he is still greedy when he dies.
I climbed up to him, grabbed his top bun, and sneered at him: You are not easy, you have reached this point, and you can't bear to leave these things.He fell to one breath, his head and face were covered in blood, his breathing was bleeding, and he barely said: I... die... demon sword... you... nothing...
The old man sighed and suddenly sneered again.
When life is hanging on the line, can you still be so sharp and accurate when you look at people and things?It was in this shit monk temple where I was killed thousands of swords until my tenth year before finally admitting that I was not as good as him.I lost to a young man who was twenty years old, and I didn't notice it at all.
In order to see your dead ghost master's treasure, I followed you thousands of miles away and made a special trip to Lianjue Temple. I decided not to return empty-handed... When I think of the power of the killing god possessed by the demon sword in Wei Qingying, and the powerful people who command the world, I can never kill again.
I peeled off the skin from his throat, pinched the greasy muscle tendons, and smiled and said: If you come here with pleasure, I will give you some pleasure.The tortures in the evil realm are called the Great Thousands of Forestry. Even if there are no torture instruments here, you can try hundreds or eighty kinds; if you know the appearance, you will suffer less bits and pieces.
Geng Zhao shivered when she heard this, she narrowed her neck and swallowed her saliva, and felt that the chin was itchy and painful, and her whole body was furry.
Yin Suming smiled and said: The torture of the flute sound is very difficult to deal with. Peeling skin and picking tendons, pinching flesh to restrain breathing, which makes people feel painless, and it does not damage the vocal cords. Even when the torture is used, the person can still speak and wail.The wolf's head was killing, and I guess it was all the secrets?
It seems that your master really didn't tell you anything.Nie Mingtu snorted coldly:
The scholar was very angry. Although he screamed in pain, he supported him for more than a moment without saying a word.I was so angry that I broke one of his ribs. Just as I was about to play the pipa, I suddenly heard an old voice saying: Amitabha!The donor is arbitrarily acts in namelessness, creates karma in dependent origination, and receives retribution in dependent origination. It is endless reincarnation, so false!
Although I did not have the oath of the evil Buddha in the South Ming to kill all the monks, I have killed the bald donkey who was swaying in my life. I turned around and clawed, but I didn't expect it to be disappointed. When I turned around, I saw the two young men slid out one meter away, both sitting cross-legged with their hearts facing the sky. An old monk in gray robe stood against their back door, and the three of them were covered in white mist, which was at a critical moment of healing.
Nie Mingtu has seen countless masters, and the old monk in gray robe has only seen it in his life. Even when Nie Mingtu is in full swing, he understands that he has no chance of winning. He is brave and courageous: If you don’t take advantage of this time, if you hit this bald donkey in a rat-clothed one day, wouldn’t it be my end?He reached out to the ground and stretched out his hand to the sky, and then fell to the sky spirit cover of the old monk in gray!
The most taboo thing to do when healing injuries is to be disturbed. At the least, it will be devilish and go crazy, and at the worst, it will be both destructive. When Geng Zhao heard him, he couldn't help but feel angry: This person is really hopeless!That monk has never known him, so will he take human life?There is also the evil ghost master Nanming Evil Buddha who vows to kill all the monks... These evil people are really lawless!
But I heard Nie Mingtu say: ...At that time, my wolf-Wind Chi Soul Claw had already been successful, and even your master was three points afraid, otherwise there would be no need to make an appointment for the demon sword.Unexpectedly, this catch was in vain, but I couldn't see clearly what the old monk had moved. He couldn't sit upright, but my mind was so scared that my seventy-two roads of Chihun claws came out, and they made continuous moves, using the old monk as a sandbag boxing target, and he didn't dare to let go easily.
The more I fought, the more I became more shocked: the old monk pressed his fleshy palm against the two of them, used his skills to heal his wounds, and sat cross-legged with his legs. So who was the one who broke up with me on the offense and defense, and had it back and forth?
Later, I didn't even dare to think about this question anymore, intending to cause distraction to the old monk. Chihunzhaojing greeted the two young men, but still couldn't hurt them a single hair.
The scene was really funny - four people were sitting on the ground, not moving, three of them were concentrating on healing their wounds, but I was the only one with one... No, maybe dozens or even hundreds of ghost hands that could not be seen were endless, and they were exhausted. The cold Yin body of "The Green Wolf's Art of Jue" was gradually suppressed by a soft and soft force.
It turned out that at the time of the fight, the old monk's internal strength had already penetrated into my limbs and bones without realizing it. While restraining the Qinglang's body, healing my wounds.
Yin Suming felt a sudden stern.
What?
That was a great shame that I had never experienced in my life.The old man sneered, and a trace of fatigue flashed through his strange eyes.Even if you ask me now, as long as there is a little chance, I will choose to live without hesitation.However, when the enemy saved his life with such a method, he couldn't help but feel humiliated that he wanted to die.
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Nie Mingtu had no choice.
He couldn't even figure out how the enemy fought with him. In this battle, he did not have the right to stop at will. He could only continue the boring fight that was initially triggered by himself, like a ridiculous and ridiculous puppet.
But soon, the fatal shortcomings of "The Green Wolf Art" are about to deprive him of his ability to move and can no longer maintain a balance between offense and defense with the invisible ghost hand.Nie Mingtu suddenly twitched, his whole body curled up like a dry bat, stumbled on the ground and shivered; the strange appearance of the green thorns quickly faded, and his naked body seemed both pale and thin, as if he had suddenly lost weight.
As the previous Ghost King said, "The Green Wolf's Art" is an evil technique of eating food from Yin and Mao.Its amazing explosive power and recovery power are the condensed essence in the body, bursting out suddenly, and must not be long or long. After use, it must be supplemented with a large amount of food - usually fresh flesh and blood - and sleep with special turtle breath to restore the condensed and misappropriated essence of life.
All those who practice "The Green Wolf's Art" have always been cruel and bloodthirsty. This is not only because of the change of mind and nature, but also because of the need for practicing martial arts and is difficult to give up.
In order to quickly repair the injured body after falling off the cliff, Nie Mingtu did not hesitate to use his physical strength. His whole body was exhausted and his life passed quickly, so he had to supplement a lot of nutrition.His whole body shrank into a shriveled ball, his skin was yellow and dull, his skin was wrinkled and wrinkled, and hissed and moaned: Blood... Give me... Give me flesh and blood...
The old monk in gray robe sighed lightly and lowered his head and said: Good fortune and bad retribution are fate, so why is the donor suffering?
Nie Mingtu curled up in pain, and there was only a trace of clarity left in consciousness. Suddenly, his body fluttered lightly, and the surrounding scenery had changed instantly. The large wild forest and rocks at the bottom of the cliff were gone. Instead, it was replaced by the damp and cold that pierced the bone marrow. The top of his head was as dark as the night, as if countless stone stalactites were hanging down, with scales, which was a wonder; under his body was a green pond with bright green algae rippling in the water, which was reflected by rippling waves, as if the heaven and earth were reversed, but the light source was coming from below.
The old monk is a living person, not a ghost, but he has used his ultimate light skills and brought the three of them here in the blink of an eye.He immersed the two young men in the pond, exposing his nose to breathe, turned around and lifted Nie Mingtu's back collar, and sank into the water.
The pool water was unexpectedly sticky and made a sound when it stirred slightly.Nie Mingtu was not at the top, and he swallowed a large handful of greasy and shiny algae juice. He was about to struggle, but suddenly he felt that the algae particles were like the horns of flesh, crispy on the outside and tough on the inside. When he bite, he burst out with thick juice. He felt a bloody smell when he chewed. After swallowing it, he was full in his abdomen, as if he had eaten raw meat, and his physical strength was faintly restored.
(This is... God helps me!)
Nie Ming was in a desperate situation and swallowed algae with big mouthfuls. While urging internal strength and exerting muscles and bones, he found that this unique green and green algae could not only provide a lot of supplies, but also restore physical strength to the raw meat and blood, but also have magical therapeutic effects on the wounds.
He soaked for a moment, swallowed the algae and fell asleep.When I regained my consciousness, I felt that most of the leg bones had healed and I quietly kicked in the pool, as if it was no longer hindrance.
After looking closely, the old monk was sitting cross-legged by the pond, pressing his hands on the scholar and the boy's forehead. The rolling white mist like clouds kept rushing out of the three of them, obviously still healing their injuries.He was shocked: I don’t know how long I slept, and even the wound on my body would heal, and it was definitely not for a moment.The old bald donkey used his skills to heal the wounds of the two of them, and never stopped. This... what a terrible cultivation level is this!
This is the only master he has seen in his life. He was thinking about how to escape, but suddenly he heard a loud laugh: The holy algae bathes in the clouds, and the fairy song promotes the banquet to bring back spring!The master is compassionate, and healing will never be separated from this healing sage in the world. We will follow you all the way and meet the Buddha.Brother Feng, should I win this game?The voice is gentle, and it sounds like a spring breeze.
The other person's voice was full of majesty. His tone was clear, but it still made the entire underground cave tremble. The green algae pond was rippling and ripples appeared.The winner is unwarranted, so it’s better not to fight!Ten years passed by, and the master saw it for a long time.
But when he heard the sound, he could not see the person. Nie Mingtu secretly complained in his heart: The cultivation of these two people is definitely not inferior to the old monk.I've really lost my luck for eight lifetimes, how come I have so many top masters?
The old monk sighed again and lowered his eyebrows and said: The general guards the border, and he is responsible for the safety of the world, but he is my fault for leaving his post without permission.
The man who had a kind voice smiled and said: It should be a hero who was fighting in the lower world with a slight dust.What is the difference between the master’s body, the mustard seed and Sumeru?Brother Feng, don’t listen to his nonsense, the master is cheating!
The majestic voice was silent for a moment and said, "Before leaving, I once dug a divination, I got Tianhuo Tongren, and said, "He raised his tomb, but I won't prosper for three years."Since you are fully prepared, you are not afraid of foreign races taking advantage of the situation, so don’t worry.
The old monk smiled indifferently.
I am only afraid of subdue Rong in the rebellion.The alien race is eyeing it, and the general must be guarded.
Another laughed loudly: Ling Yun cut into a knife and pen, and Fu Sheng was only worthy of writing and clerical scripts!The master occupied the treasure land of no world, but advised people to trap the border and stayed in a row. He was really cunning!Why not say that if you are profitable from the great rivers and the gentleman's chastity, you will only find the master's immortal trail after crossing the Chishui River and coming to this place of the Three Rivers.I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, please open the ban and hand over the treasure head.
In the secret room, Geng Zhao was confused and asked in a low voice: Miss Ming, these three people are so difficult to understand, they are like a dumb puzzle.Are they talking about gang cuts or slander?
None of them.Ming Zhaxue shook her head.
They are talking about divination.Fanren is the thirteenth hexagram of the Book of Changes. The stem is above and li below, and the stem is heaven and Li is fire, so it is said that Tianhuo Tongren.The three of them argued with the hexagram of the common man's hexagram. The monk advised the general not to leave his post without permission, otherwise the foreign race would be eyeing him and there would be difficulties in the border.
Border, alien race, general... Geng Zhao suddenly remembered someone and said in a trembling voice: Could that person be...
You're right.Thirty years ago, there was only one person in the world guarding the Northern Pass, and his body was bound by the people. Mingzhan snow swept his hair, and his beautiful side face, which was slightly transparent and transparent, exuded a sense of solemnity.If I expected it would be right, this person would be your famous cheap master, Fengdao Huaiyi Wu Dengyong, who is known as the Dao Emperor!
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Yin Suming said in surprise: That person...is the sword emperor Wu Dengyong?
Nie Mingtu sneered.
Didn’t your master tell you?If you want to change it, it is the sword emperor Wu Dengyong who was known as the world's number one sword technique and ranked in the five extremes, three talents, and both civil and military rankings thirty years ago!
Even though it has been extinct for 30 years, to this day, the four words "Five Poles" are still the top of martial arts on the land of Dongshengzhou, which makes the world look up and feel awe.Over the years, countless heroes in the world have risen and fallen and prosperous, but never have such dazzling legendary figures. Even the three talents and five poles have withered in sequence, and no one can replace their status.
Even though Yin Suming was self-conceived in martial arts, he didn't think he could build the reputation of Wuji Tianfeng. He shook his head and said: The luck of the wolf on that day was so bad that he actually bumped into a star like the sword emperor Wu Dengyong.He said this, but he really lamented that Nie Mingtu was not lucky and met the sword emperor who hated evil.
Who knew that Nie Mingtu just sneered and said after a while: What is this? Is it so lucky?The real bad luck of killing Qiandao is not just about encountering the sword emperor Wu Dengyong?
I was sinking in the holy algae pond and pretended to be unconscious, thinking in my heart how to escape unstoppable.Since the old monk and the poor and poor relationship with the sword emperor, his ability is definitely not bad.The old monk was so poor that he loved to recite poems that he was poor and could not tell the truth. The old monk tried his best to do so and poured his internal strength to save people. When he was exhausted, it was time for me to break out.
Sure enough, it won't take long before the old monk tilted his body, took off his palm, his head softly from the shadow, revealing a burnt and haggard old face. It was not special, but his spirit was calm, his eyes were dark and deep, as if he had been infected with some addicted evil poison, which was completely inconsistent with his hypocritical tone.
Wu Dengyong was also surprised when he saw this and said: "Why is the master's appearance different from the previous one?"The old monk smiled faintly: There is no ultimate truth in cause and condition, so why should the general be attached to this and only increase his worries?As he said that, he opened his swollen eyelids, his eyes were damaged by sharp blades, and he turned out to be a blind man.
When I saw it, I felt so happy.No matter how high the martial arts skills of Mr. Ren is, his internal strength is exhausted, but he is just a shriveled old man, and his eyes are blind, so he can't catch it?Wu Dengyong and Death seemed to have something to ask for, so he made a bet with him, and he was afraid of taking advantage of the situation and did not dare to act rashly.
The scene was extremely strange: in the underground cave, there was a pool of sticky and slippery algae with green and dark lights blooming. The three masters occupied the triangle and were all hiding in the shadows.There were three half-dead wounded people soaked in the pool, two of whom were unconscious, while the other one had a hidden ghost...
The master is willing to spend his true energy. Can these two be close to the master?Wu Dengyong asked the old monk.
I have never met before.The old monk replied: If the general meets the Tao, is it not to save him?
Wu Dengyong was silent for a while, raised his hand and splattered in the pool. The boy in ochre clothes seemed to be pulled out of the water by an invisible rope, thumping!Fall into the other end of the algae pond.After a closer look, several thin and tough red silk threads connected to the key points of the boy's head, Baihui and Dazhui on the back. Soon, white mist burst out from his body, which was even thicker than before.
Another person who had never appeared and was called "Nie Mingtu was poor" by death and saw this and smiled and said: "The white blade is a thousand miles away and the red blade is a bit of life!"Brother Feng is both civil and military, but he is even more a national practitioner of medicine and knowledgeable about this rare technique of hanging silk pulse diagnosis.
Wu Dengyong said: The Master laughed.I don’t know how to diagnose pulses with hanging silk. This young man Huoling was defeated and even though he could succeed, he would eventually end up dead.Since I have a fate with him, this same life technique not only saves his life, but also changes his pattern slightly and borrows his thirty years of overlord fortune.
The Master smiled brightly when he heard this, and with a move in the shadow's sleeve, the scholar flew to another corner of the Holy Algae Pool and sank into the water in front of him.
He pointed a few acupoints of the scholar, pushed blood through the uterus with both hands, and transformed internal breath. He smiled warmly: Can life be changed?I don’t have as powerful as my brother Feng, so it seems that I can only wait for this scholar to be clear-headed and teach him how to read poetry and books for a few years, and talk about the way of a saint to compete with my brother Feng’s overlord’s destiny, and compete for the strengths of the next thirty years.how?Brother Feng is interested in betting on this game again?
Wu Dengyong smiled faintly.
He was personally trained by Yin Hengye, the head of the Nine-Confucian Saints, and the Yin Sheng. This son is unlimited in the future.This is the blessing of the people. I am happy to see it. So there is no need to bet?
The master Yin Hengyelang smiled and said: Brother Feng has learned bad things from the master, he is just cheating.We had been betting on the previous game for a full ten years, and the winner was still undecided. We bet on another thirty years. We will use the luck of the martial arts world to determine the winner and lose. We will advance and retreat for the people. Isn’t that great!
Wu Dengyong did not have an interface, and seemed to lack interest.
When Nie Mingtu heard this, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.
If it was Yin Hengye, then the old monk was... Tianguan and the Seven Water Dust!I couldn't help but shake my head and almost laughed out loud: I'm so unlucky today that I can be said to be an unprecedented and uncommon person. I'm afraid I can never find a second one in the world.My heart is upset, I'm splashing!As he rushed out of the water, Chihun claws grabbed the old monk Qishuichen's throat, and with the other hand he held the Danzhong point on his chest, covered the monk in front of him, and said sternly:
Don’t move if you know the appearance!I will release the old monk back after traveling a hundred miles; if anyone dares to catch up, I will tear open the old monk's throat, release blood and return you a piece of dried bacon!
Wu Dengyong and Yin Hengye sat at both ends of the pond. Although they were separated by a pool of clear blue waves and ripples, they still couldn't see the appearance of the two. They could only vaguely see the young man and the scholar who were immersed in the pool, behind each of them had a vague outline of their figures.
The two of them were silent for a long time, and even the old monk didn't say anything. If it weren't for the thin chest, Nie Mingtu almost thought that he had snatched the mummy as a corpse, and a trace of ominousness flashed through his heart: Could it be that I'm wrong? Isn't the old monk important?Suddenly, Yin Hengye said: Master, you lost this game.Although the master is compassionate, he cannot get good results by sowing good causes. Animals are ultimately animals.
The seven waters and dust are combined with each other: There is no good or evil in cause and condition, and it is destroyed and established immediately, and color is destroyed and extinct.Where did I lose?
Yin Hengye sighed: Confucians do not punish, but they do not punish, and they do not want to be punished.A bandit like Jiye Sanming killed him. The master pushed himself into a dangerous place with a thought.The sleeves of the robe raised, and a giant Angzang who was more than nine feet long was thrown out like a rag. His muscles were tangled, his skin was like cast iron, and there was a string of sun-facing skeletons made of snow-white skulls hanging between his neck, looking very terrifying.The giant man fell to the ground and rolled a few times, without moving slightly, as if he was blocked by someone and was unconscious.
Seeing this, Wu Dengyong also took out a person from the shadow behind him, and also landed on the ground without moving, silently.I saw that the man was wearing a brocade green robe and a squid-headed official boots, and his face was covered with oil paint, making his face difficult to tell.
Nie Mingtu was stiff all over, stunned, unable to say a word.
He was very familiar with these two people, but he never expected to meet in this situation - the giant man with a skeleton necklace was the evil Buddha of the evil spirits, and the brocade robe was the underworld lord of the hell, the ghost king and Yin Suming. Since then, the entire force of the three evil spirits has been completed.
Nie Mingtu's palm was sweating, and his eyes were dark. Even if he could live here, he didn't know where to go in the future.
The old monk still didn't say a word. Yin Hengye waited for a moment and said: In the past, we were the three of us who debated, in addition to using the treasure head as the head, we also agreed that the loser must promise and let the winner ask.The master taught me to vow not to kill a person for life, and to vow not to use one person for life. For ten years, we both kept our vow not to cross it slightly.
Today, the master is in danger. If he is willing to withdraw his oath, no one in the world can take his brother's sword. Even if this guy escapes to the ends of the world, it will be difficult to escape the tracking of his disciples from hundreds of sources in the martial arts lineage.If you can protect the master in this way, isn’t it all the best?
Nie Mingtu was sweating coldly when he heard this, and thought to himself: Wu Dengyong, the general of Beiguan Town, vowed not to kill anyone, and Yin Hengye, the leader of the martial arts scholar, vowed not to use anyone... This is a secret as big as the sky, enough to shake the martial arts world. You said so generously that you were going to kill someone to silence him.I am really unlucky today!
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Geng Zhao frowned and whispered: Miss Ming, except for the senior Daohuangwu, who are Yin Sheng Yin Hengye and Tianguan Qishuichen?Why did Nie Mingtu keep saying that he was unlucky?Is it because these two people have very high abilities that even the two masters of the evil path are not opponents?
Because the people and things he encountered may never be encountered once in his lifetime.Mingzhanxue said softly:
It is said that the old man from Dongshengzhou is circulated. There is a mysterious treasure land in the East China Sea called Lingyunding. Some people say that it is the holy place where Tian Buddha first came to Dongzhou. Some people say that it has different Feng Shui and can boost martial arts fortunes. Of course, some people simply like the legendary treasure - although no one knows whether it really exists.
Over the past thousands of years, countless heroes and talented people have been rushing to find the career of Lingyunding.This great competition that competes for wisdom and tests perseverance is much more difficult than the martial arts world's struggle for power and the emperor's hegemony.
Unlike killing decisions, people cannot solve the mystery with one idea or a ruthless force.When searching for treasures, the only thing you can rely on is wisdom.
Until this world, two extremely smart people were finally born on Dongshengzhou.
Wu Dengyong not only has excellent sword skills, but also is proficient in the numerology and numerology of the Gongsun clan of the Jin Pi Dynasty; while Yin Sheng Yin Hengye is not only the leader of the Nine-Tong Sheng of the Confucian Sect, but also the spiritual leader of the world's martial scholar Zongyuan.One of these two people relied on the calculation of numerology and the other relied on the interpretation of the group of scriptures, and they found the legendary holy land Lingyunding. They were only one step away from unraveling the biggest secret on Dongshengzhou in a thousand years.
The one who blocked the two was a wandering monk who claimed to be Tianguan and Qishuichen.
This person's origin is a mystery. No one has seen him again before or after, as if he was transformed from the mountain spirit of the lingyunding and descended out of thin air.He attracted many fanatical believers who have been studying the mystery of the Genting Genting for life, demanding that they share the secrets and use reverse operation techniques to prevent the treasure head from appearing.
Seeing the dispute getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, Yin Hengye made an inspiration and ordered thousands of Confucian disciples to set up a huge hangar on an open space of the same name called Lingyunping, inviting wise men who wanted to see the true appearance of Baoding to discuss the battle together. There is no limit to the method or scope. As long as you can question the other party, you will be considered a victory.The loser must break the calculation, hand over the cushion, and withdraw from Lingyunping by himself, and no longer ask about Baoding. If he can stump Yin and Wu, he can know the correct location of Lingyunding.
This grand event, which later generations called the Lingyun Dispute, lasted for half a year. Every day, countless people who claim to be talented come from all over Dongshengzhou. At the same time, countless celebrities and wise men withdrew withdrew and left sadly.
The Dugu family, who was the general of Zhendong at that time, paid money and worked hard, and selected civil servants to attend the meeting, and recorded the Zhiqiao defense in detail.These documents were later sorted out and divided into six 37 sects and 27 volumes of "Lingyun Zhizang" in the dynasty of Taizong. It was copied and became popular. During the grand event, Yin Hengye and Wu Dengyong became famous all over the world. Wu Dengyong, who was both civil and military, was recruited as his son-in-law by the last emperor of the Bichan Dynasty and married Princess Lingyin, the emperor's favorite.
What happened later?Geng Zhao was very excited when he heard this and asked urgently: Who won the outcome of the debate?
In the end, there were only three people left in the huge venue-Tianguan Seven Shui Chen, Yin Hengye, and Fengdao Huaiyi and Wu Dengyong.The result was the same as half a year ago. Although the monster monk Qishuichen who flew from the sky used a powerful delaying strategy, Yin Hengye cracked it with time; what should come still comes, and no one can stop it.
Qi Shuichen finally understood: the two people in front of him are not ordinary. They are the smartest opponents in this era, on the land of Dongshengzhou that stretches for thousands of miles, and are geniuses who come from the sky. It is impossible to defeat them with the techniques of mortals.
The three of them climbed to the top of the snowy secret realm, and launched a stunning battle of wisdom that mortals could not imagine.There is no fourth person in this world who knows what happened, and he only knows the end of the battle, and the seven waters will win.
Answer me!What problems did the monk have to defeat my son-in-law?It is said that when the last emperor of the Dantai Wang family summoned Wu Dengyong, he asked this question.Wu Dengyong did not dare not answer, and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the master hid Ling Yunding."No matter how I searched and surrounded Master Yin, I could never go back to the Lingyun Jueding that I had climbed to... I could never find that place again.
The emperor was stunned when he heard this.But he knew in his heart that General Wu Dengyong, the Zhenbei, was not only a loyal minister, but also a man who knew nothing and did not want to lie.
What a terrible puzzle Ah!The seven water dust actually removed Lingyunding, making all disputes no longer meaningful.
My dear, please... did you make an appointment with the monk to fight again?The emperor who was addicted to gambling was not foolish. He had a sudden inspiration and said with a smile: Even if he played double six bone dice, there was no one who decided to win or lose in one game. If he lost this game, he would still have the final result.You three are all talented people and you must understand this truth.
The emperor did make an appointment for a second gambling battle, and the winner would be Ling Yunding.
Well, when did that unfold?Half a year, one year later, or three or five years later?
The master said that the second time of the bet can start by finding him.Wu Dengyong, kneeling on the steps, was as calm as a mountain.So is the sound.After saying that, he disappeared without a trace and could no longer find it.
Nie Mingtu is indeed quite unlucky.Mingzhanxue said lightly:
The three people whom they were determined not to meet actually taught him to meet him in a while, and it should be the retribution of the evil path.These three people were the top wise men in the world at that time. Because of the battle between Lingyunding, the Tianguan won the victory. The other two called themselves "Diyin and mediocre people", so they called themselves "Lingyun Three Talents!"
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