When he first met Geng Zhao, Nie Mingtu thought he was a little novice monk in Lianjue Temple, and he used it casually to understand the Buddhist map of the Saha Pavilion. If he was not clear and snowed, he was afraid of obtaining the hidden things in the pavilion, it was the time for Geng Zhao to die.
When the Dragon Emperor Sacrifice Hall meets Qixuan and Baiyutan, the wolf head realizes that the stupid little monk has long been reborn and is able to be among the top masters of the world. Compared with the past and the past, no one knows better than Nie Mingtu. Geng Zhao's growth is so terrifying.
However, before the eyes of the wolf, I am afraid that no one can compare to Nie Mingtu, who can see the boy's weakness so thoroughly:
Geng Zhao is carrying amazing internal strength. Not to mention the endless innate true energy, the ghostly bead between the navel can also burst out with incredible strange power. Relying on its push moves, even ordinary fist routines can produce huge power.
But the problem lies in the moves.
The moves are simple, so there is not much room for turning around. You often use your strength to fight. In the case of great strength, those with strong strength will win, and even use your strength to defeat the cleverness and reduce ten times with one force.However, after learning clever tricks, it is difficult to give up and use them without practicing. This is human nature.
Geng Zhao finished the sword of the three jackals and defeated Ghosts, which is the ultimate martial arts. The master's ability to master such unique skills depends on the internal strength of the realm or the magical medicine, and the initiation of the masters can be quickly achieved. However, the realm not only requires the accumulation of experience, but also requires the opportunity to understand the bottlenecks and challenge the entrance of life and death with courage and fearlessness. None of the three is missing.
Therefore, although there are many rookies in the martial arts world, they are not all great talents. Because there is no shortcut to the achievements of time, after making a name for themselves, they should still keep a low profile so that they can hold a stable position in the tide and not lose their heads.
In Gengzhao's age, even if he has a rare opportunity in a lifetime, he will die and live, but he cannot give birth to experience and insights that can control such unique skills for no reason.
However, the top unique skills are like the poisonous wine made of spices and honey paste. How many people know that it is poisonous and can't bear it?When facing the enemy, you can't help but show off your skills. If you hand over your life to the enemy, you can imagine the outcome.
Besides... Lao Lang is not a magic weapon that is not under the box!
Nie Mingtu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the counter.I asked why the leader sent a group of maltose to watch Lao Lang, and it turned out that he had the idea of fighting in a group from the beginning.Little monk, I remember you were quite tough before. You had been in the jar for more than half a year. Who did you learn bad things from?
Is there anything worse than you?Hu Yanzhi has been with him for many days, and he is so arrogant that he rolls up his sleeves while saying: If you don’t teach you a lesson, the neighbors will not be happy.Don't run away, come here and let me beat you to death!
Geng Zhao ignored the two of them and said: The family affairs of this alliance are not by outsiders, even my righteous brother Hu Yan and Hu Daxia.Please rest assured, the fight today is between you and me.
...I will flip the scoreboard for the two of you to ensure justice and be free from deception.
Lao Hu quickly clamped his tail and put down his sleeves.Be careful not to swear or greet the other woman. It is not okay to insert your eyes and squirt your vagina... If the old man lies down voluntarily, we will give you another pot of fat chickens and some golden candles, all of which have just been burned, so it is guaranteed to be fresh.
Outside the shed, the spaces with the tile staggered eaves and tiles, the ink color is thick like rice paper that bulges out, the moist air enters the lungs and is heavy, and the cool air lifts the corners of the flying shed, and the raindrops seem to be able to break the ground at any time, but it has not arrived late.There were no pedestrians, cars and horses on the street at some point. The alley behind the government office seemed to be independent of the heaven and earth. Even the rain was blocked from the invisible round dome, which only crushed the sky and bleak haze, flowing with the wind.
Within the reach of sight, there was not even a little blood and blood that could make up for the loss of "The Green Wolf's Art". At this point, Nie Mingtu finally understood that Geng Zhao was prepared, and it was definitely not a temporary intention. The curved bone armor curled up the edge of the greasy clay pot, indicating that the bottom of the pot was in a mess, and his smile was both despicable and provocative.
After all this land was found, why didn’t the leader add some ingredients to the meat and just knock down the old wolf?If you act pedanticly, you will no longer be heroic, and you will be disappointed.
Walking like a wolf's head, what's different from a wolf's head?Thinking that the wolf head might do this, I couldn't do it anyway.
You said this and thought I was a beast. Nie Mingtu smiled grimly: Little monk, you are quite slanderous.
Geng Zhao refused to say anything and asked casually: If the wolf first wants to destroy this table, do you have to use the wolf Huang Chi Soul Claw?
Nie Mingtu was stunned.Of course there is no need.
Yes?There is no need to drug the wolf's head.Geng Zhao said with his eyes closed:
I will teach you to get out of this neighborhood. I will lose today, so it’s okay for the wolf to go by himself.
Nie Mingtu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was intriguing.
...There will be no more grievances in the future, and will you not seek the bad luck of the old wolf?
Then I will fight next time.Geng Zhao couldn't help laughing.The gambling war is the gambling war, and justice is the justice, how can we confuse it?
Nie Mingtu laughed.interesting!This is the first time I have seen you as interesting as you!This time, you are the most interesting person you meet. Everything is weird and everything is in harmony. It’s so wonderful!Hahahaha, my shoulders moved slightly, and I hooked up the clay pot and lifted it up to Geng Zhao's face!
Even Hu Yanzhi, who was behind the counter, was waiting for him to take action, so why didn’t Geng Zhao be prepared?The gravy of bones that had been left on the side of the head was suddenly coming, and a fishy smell suddenly came. Nie Mingtu's upper body seemed to be motionless, but his thin arms were almost nearly a ruler. His five fingers were scratching him, and his bone armor rushed straight to Geng Zhao's face.
The wolf's soul claw is not a poisonous skill, but is seen with ruthlessness. Geng Zhaozhuo has innate true energy to protect his body. He slashes out his palm and knife, slashes the wolf's head and wrist veins directly. His strength is strong and his moves are simple, which is exactly the way of the Nirvana Sword.
Compared with Chihun Claw, both sides were judged immediately, and the palm sword came first, and the claws were about to hit the wrist vein. Seeing that they were about to cut into the wrist vein, Nie Mingtu put his right wrist on his right wrist and opened his five fingers, and his palm force was spitting out quickly. A ball of things flew out of his hand. The smell of corruption was strong, and the middle-aged man wanted to vomit. Obviously, this was the main person, and the sneak attack was just a cover-up.
It is extremely difficult to change the trick within a short distance. If it were someone else, he would have been hit long ago.Unfortunately, before the snail horns are extremely competitive, no matter how fast you take action or how clever your direction, you can make a big deal when you apply the force at a very small amount.
The young man's palm was slightly tilted, and he turned his right palm and caught the foreign object in time. He felt that the hand was soft and rotten, and the outer layer seemed to be wrapped in silk threads. Before he could think about it, the palm was numb and itchy, so he threw the thing out with his back hand, blocking the wolf's head that swung his arm back.
Nie Mingtu was also quite afraid of this thing, and turned his back and said with a soft sound. A ball of gray meat like a cow tongue nailed to the beams and pillars behind him. The texture was covered with black hair, which turned out to be a small piece of scalp.
You despicable villain, you actually use poison!
Hu Yanzhi's expression changed. The two swords had already come out in the dragon roar. Seeing Geng Zhao standing up with one palm, he shouted softly: Don't come!I can handle it.After looking closely for a while, he finally just rushed to the side, his frown eyebrows flew into his temples, pressing his eyes like a battle cloud in the pavement.
This is not me, it is the Blood Demon Lord.
Nie Mingtu was not so polite. He stepped on his heels and stabilized his body, flew on the bench, waved his claws from a high place, and laughed strangely:
He defeated Laolang for medicine and laid the "Soul-Breaking Blood Sword" in several families. Have you ever seen two armies fighting and wasting food and grass like this?I am afraid that the leader of the alliance will not believe it, so I will carry the evidence with you, and I can imagine the tragic situation of Ju Zhuang's poison that day.The food safety endangers the most unscrupulous person. This person is simply bad. Please ask the leader to be fair.It seems that cannibalism is not a crime.
On that day, the Demon Lord was trapped, and Nie Mingtu suffered a great loss, and he has been concerned about the corpse poison of the Soul-Breaking Blood Sword.In the absence of a poisonous prescription or an antidote, how to use this poison for yourself? The wolf's head came up with a wonderful idea, which is to remove the scalp from the medicine corpse and connect it to the hair.
If the blood and blood are contaminated with poison, it will be toxic. However, hair occurs before the poisoning and the medicine is difficult to enter, which can prevent the poison from being severely toxic.This method is very dangerous. Only a madman can wrap his skin and flesh with dead hair as if nothing happened. When the poison-hardened weapon is used, it may be that the rotten flesh is not as toxic as fresh. Nie Mingtu relies on the recovery ability of the Green Wolf Art to be so bold.
Old Hu had a very thief's eyes. When he heard the hidden weapon hit the beam and pillar, he made a subtle and silence sound. Seeing a light passing through his dry hair, he suddenly realized and sneered: What a steel needle in this filthy, or did you say it was physical evidence?Despicable villain!
No, it’s not. This is a silver needle, to let everyone know that this physical evidence is poisonous.If Mr. Hu can't see clearly, I'll show you a bun.See physical evidence!Stand and dance with sleeves.Hu Yanzhi returned to his sword to protect his face, but heard Nie Mingtu giggle:
I'm just teasing you, Mr. Hu!
Hu Yan's anger was filled with smoke from his seven orifices. Due to Geng Zhao's previous bold words, he wished he could hold his sword and join the battle group and chop him up to the sky.
He said some rumors in his mouth, but Nie Mingtu was not idle in his hand. He was brought by the Sword of Destruction in his elbow. Although Geng Zhao did not exert the power of ancient martial arts, it was enough to see when he was in the Dragon Emperor's sacrifice hall.
The wolf's head and right sleeve tread the ground like a fish's tail, and the other robe sleeve flew, and the sudden hidden dry claws were like snakes, swallowing and spitting, only attacking but not defending, extremely fierce.Geng Zhao, who was in the lower head, also only had his left arm and his right sleeve pressed behind him, with an extremely distinct disadvantage.
The tall and thin old man, like a bamboo frame, rushed wildly, retreating without being pushed back, and retreating again, without stopping, like a hollow bamboo ball, bounced between the table walls, and his evil smile like an owl roared with his collar. He looked ahead, and suddenly behind, making people dazzled.
Geng Zhao's eyes were half closed and his nose was quiet. No matter how the wolf head attacked, he always threw a single palm, using the powerful palm force like a stone-opening stone to retreat the enemy. The slight sweat on his forehead was a sign of using internal force to suppress the toxicity.The two of them didn't even take a single move until Nie Mingtu arrived five times. The young man seemed to have poor palm power and failed to shake the enemy back. The old man's slutty claws grew and he smiled grimly:
Leader, let’s get close!
Hu Yanzhi jumped out with his sword and shouted: ...How dare you!
Nie Mingtu paused and turned his head: I dare not, I should check the physical evidence first!The sleeves of the robe swung towards Lao Hu in the air.
Hu Yanzhi was wary of it. He intended to relieve Geng Zhao's danger and attract the attack of demons. It was the best thing. Before his feet touched the ground, his swords were dancing and shining, and his head wrapped around his body. It was a self-created trick of becoming famous in a crane wearing clothes and becoming famous. He was the only one who specialized in challenging his master and flying together on a cold rainy night.
Nie Mingtu made a flick of his move, and turned back to his original place like a top, sold the back door with Hu Yanzhi, and directly grabbed Geng Zhao's face.The old Hu people fell to the ground, and they returned to their bodies. They slapped their feet at the old man's vest. Unexpectedly, Nie Mingtu did not stop and suddenly turned back, facing Hu Yanzhi:
...See physical evidence!
Lao Hu was angry and funny: Is it over? The word "Is it over?" Before I could fall, the whistle and a small sound came out of Nie Mingtu's sleeve!
He had just withdrawn his sword move and was about to sprint, but he had time to swing the male sword, sweeping away a piece; his left wrist turned around, and the female blade twisted and slapped two fish that had escaped.But when he heard a splash, Nie Mingtu's sleeve raised, and silver light shone straight at Lao Hu's face. The last poison needle was hidden in his hanging right sleeve!
Hu Yanzhi leaned back hard, almost turned over somersaults, and hit the ground with his back door.Nie Mingtu was still trying to chase after him, but the strong wind suddenly came to him. He raised the corner of his mouth, but couldn't look at it. He turned his claws and changed his face, and changed his direction and circled and turned. It seemed that the two of them had practiced this for a thousand times, and they were so familiar that they could disassemble it without eyes and ears. It was the non-returning golden wheel hand of the lyre ghost.
Geng Zhao finally got up, and the two of them made an arm, turning without any defense. Suddenly, the boy's body twitched slightly, blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth, and it turned red slowly.
Nie Mingtu smiled and said with a grim smile: You can use the palm of your penis to remove the poison while expelling the air. This will not force you to get into trouble with blood. Old Wolf had to touch others.Next time, I will use a strong wall to clear the wilderness. Remember to be thorough. I don’t like to implicate innocent people, especially those who are so good at Mr. Hu.
With a spit, someone behind him held up and laughed: Don’t say that, I feel uncomfortable all over.When I saw a ferocious ink needle on the ground, soaked in saliva. This life-threatening poisonous weapon was bitten by Hu Yanzhi at the critical moment.
When he was in Cold Lu Valley, he saw Ling Shixuan's unique skill of holding a dagger tip. After leaving the valley, he was determined to study it. With his extraordinary talent in various other erotic craftsmanship, he actually got some tricks and practiced it repeatedly, but unexpectedly saved his life today.Fortunately, my mouth and tongue did not break the oily skin, or there were other wounds, otherwise even if I bite the silver needle, I would be poisoned and died.
Hu Yanzhi retreated to the front of the cabinet with his sword, hurriedly took the white wine to rinse his mouth, pulled out a poison needle from his right arm, and waved it hastily. After all, Dao'er cut the wound with the tip of the sword, forced out poisonous blood, poured wine and washed it, and used his skills to force out the remaining poison in his body.
After all, the Zixing Temple is the authentic Xuanmen. Since he has made the sword vein, Lao Hu has confirmed that his internal strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Not only has his merits greatly improved, but the most direct benefit is that the various external injuries he suffered before and after the Seven Profound Conference were healed at a very amazing speed. The true energy in the bones flowed, just like a Sichuan River, and he was able to gain valuable time to bleed and cleanse the wound after being poisoned.
Otherwise, with the domineering spirit of the Soul-Breaking Blood Sword, his cultivation level is as profound as Shao Lansheng, and his third master will fall down as soon as he touches it. If Li Hanyang had not helped him, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He leaned against the cabinet and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. For a moment, he didn't think of getting up. He carved the one that Geng Zhao returned. He was in charge of the defect of the cramps all over his body after taking the medicine and was unable to grasp the depth of Geng Zhao's poison, so he wanted to leave him a way out for life. He did not take the medicine and took it directly. In this tea shop battle, he became a completely spectator.
Nie Mingtu's right elbow was gone, and he deliberately pretended to be inconvenient to move, just to cut off Geng Zhao's help, so as not to fall into the dilemma of being attacked by the enemy from both sides. Seeing that Hu Yanzhi could not move, he no longer had any scruples, and his arms were out at the same time. On one side, he still used the lying ghost hand to move, but on the other side, he bent his five fingers and changed the poisonous wolf Huang Chi Soul Claw to think it was a surprise weapon.
The storytellers in the market are not good at fighting and like to praise the so-called "left and right fight". In fact, there are single and double methods of fists and feet. If you attack with both arms, you will not double the power out of thin air. The real essence of this technique lies in the four words "distracted" and "two-use" and "two-use" that can change the fist path at will, and the strange and righteousness will be created together, so it is naturally tricky and difficult to prevent.
Nie Mingtu cannot do both things. The righteous and brightness of Buddhist martial arts and the vicious and vicious claw skills of the evil sect are not completely unfair, but after all, they are two hands against one hand. The two fight quickly and entangled each other for a while. Geng Zhao was already in danger, but he has not used the Sword of Destruction again and directly supported it with the ghost hand.
While increasing the attack, Nie Mingtu urged: Get faster, get faster!If the leader of the alliance doesn’t take out the magic sword martial arts at the bottom of the box, how could Lao Lang defeat you in one fell swoop when you are not at your level and are greedy for merit and progress?Hu Yanzhi cursed: Don’t just say what you think in your heart!
Seeing that the sharp claws had arrived, Geng Zhao's left arm was wrapped. He turned his wrist and overwhelmed the wolf's head and lifted his palm to send it out. Although Nie Mingtu returned his arm in time, his mighty forcefully backed away with his arm for more than a ft.The old man wanted to stabilize his body, and with force as he tried his best, a huge force surged between his arms, like a wave knocking down. Nie Mingtu couldn't stop retreating, knocking down the table and benches with a clamor and falling into the middle of the street.
This... this is not a ghost hand of the lyre!The old man jumped up and was angry, but frowned slightly, and felt that this change of move was clearly a white hand brush. It was just enough to temper the sticky force around the fingers. Why did it become a heavy technique like a stele-like slamming in an instant? I couldn't figure it out no matter what.
Geng Zhao dusted his collar and walked out of the tea shop. He slapped his single palm and opened the rack. He said indifferently: If the wolf's head has not been seen clearly, why don't you try it again?
Nie Mingtu spitted and showed a sinister smile: Damn, your profound tone really makes people angry.Turning his head, turning his arms and loosening his muscles and bones, jumping forward, and hitting it out with one palm. This time, there is no more left-hand martial arts such as Chihun Claw, and the one who uses the most powerful and powerful ghost hands.
Geng Zhao responded with Yang Zhi's hand, and swung back and forth between his palms with one arm, flowing like a breeze.Nie Mingtu's palms were intertwined like clippers, and he forced the breeze to blow the willows. He was about to pull Geng Zhao's wrist and arm to death. The young man swung and pressed him and hit him with one palm, and then knocked him backwards.
Nie Mingtu laughed so much that he wiped off the red corners of his mouth, and then used different ways such as the clasped hands, the pearl hands, the iron hook hands of the clasped hands, etc. However, no matter how he took action, he was always beaten by Geng Zhao when he gained an advantage and was ready to settle the country with one hammer.
Nie Mingtu is also a battle-hardened person, and he has changed his martial arts in other evil schools, but the result is even more tragic, with only the ghost hand of the lyre. Later, he saw that the old man had a great momentum, and was full of majestic and upright, and the Buddha's energy flowed all over his body, and he could not even touch the falling rain hair. Even if he described his slutty and his clothes and pants, he seemed to have a grand master's demeanor.If it weren't for the constant cursing and the filthy words were heard, saying that it was the abbot of the treasure mountain, there would be few people who did not believe it.
Hu Yanzhi felt it was absurd, and then he was stunned. He secretly admitted it and thought: His unique Buddhist skills are not a fool. Looking at the East China Sea... No, even in the martial arts veins in the world, there are not many monks who can have such cultivation.It’s strange that this villain’s bad reputation spread throughout the world thirty years ago. Where did he learn this skill?His eyes moved to Geng Zhao, and there was another difference.
If Nie Mingtu is like a tall and majestic statue of Thousand-Handed Guanyin, transforming into countless great ways, and his every move is exquisite and incomprehensible tricks, which are all dazzling, then the young man standing on the opposite side is like a small statue of Tathagata. When everything comes to this point, it is empty, as if it is there, it is like nothing, and the monotonous palm technique of turning and pressing on the chest and palm is like a stick to shout, and the clouds are scattered and smoke disappear.
I don’t know how many times he was knocked back by heavy palms. Nie Mingtu burst out blue veins and his clothes were scattered, and he said angrily: Little monk! If you refuse to fight properly, what kind of magic is used? He no longer had the idle intention of making jokes and jokes, and he looked very embarrassed, but he refused to take the opportunity to escape, which shows that he was very unwilling to accept it.
Even though he was a wolf head, he was very knowledgeable, and he didn't know that his method of destroying the truth was the unique skill of the ancient Dari Lian Sect. He was the same lineage as the lying ghost hand of the lying lying, and was not hindered at the turning point of hardness and softness. It was recorded by the secret book that Gengzhao brought from the Three Weird Valley that day.
When Geng Zhao was thinking about the Sword of Nirvana, he always felt that it was quite consistent with the Sakura Ghost Hand. Those with the same origin were similar, and it might be related to the Lotus Sect. When he thought of this "The Extraordinary Method of the Holy Ruyi Wheel", he studied it carefully and he really benefited a lot.
People are more important to know.He smiled faintly, and after he put his left hand on his back, he kept pulling his right sleeve and made a call for help. But when he saw that his palm was rosy, he didn't look like he was poisoned at all?I don’t know if he has not been poisoned or has forced out the poison.In today's battle, the wolf leader is defeated but not defeated. It is better to surrender, which will avoid fragmented hardships.
As if echoing his words, a sudden lightning flashed, and a moment of thunder broke out. The rain that had accumulated for a long time finally drizzled.The street scene suddenly turned dark, like ink stains, and there seemed to be nothing in sight except the painful rain in your eyes.
Nie Mingtu opened his eyes wide, and the gray cataract on his eyes instantly appeared, and a blue and yellow light burst out. He raised his head and burst out with a harsh smile: I would rather die than lose my freedom again!Little monk, do you have endless strange power? Do you have the old wolf without a magic weapon to keep you in your box?The more I talked, the more crazy he became, and the howling finally started, the bones all over my body were crackling, and the blue veins were bulging, which was a sign of the turning of a green wolf into a beast.
Hu Yanzhi had seen him in the Dragon Emperor's Sacrifice Hall activate the two energys of Buddha and demons and the transformation of beasts from the power, but his momentum was far less than that at this moment. With Nie Mingtu's cunning and deepness, he might have never used his full strength. Until he was angry by Geng Zhao, he showed off his 100% ability.
The Green Wolf Art is not a unique skill, but it is extremely difficult to deal with in the battle, because one blow can kill an undead enemy. Not to mention the five or five equilibrium, even if the cultivation level is stable and the wolf head is weak, the decisive method of defeating the enemy and winning, the immortal body transformed into a beast will attack with one round of injury, and exchange for injury, no matter how strong a master is, he may capsize in the gutter and be defeated by Chihun Claws.
When persuading the Dragon Emperor's Sacrifice Hall, the Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord is a bloody example.The Demon Lord's internal strength is far superior to Nie Mingtu, but because he is unable to effectively take his life and completely get rid of Nie Mingtu's entanglement, the advantages and disadvantages are changed after the two rounds, and the final result can only be said to be shocked by the bystanders; if Nie Mingtu's words are completely false, after leaving the valley, he actually chased the Demon Lord for a while and almost succeeded.When the two of them started to make a move, who would believe it?
The sound of skeleton cracking like chestnuts is clearly identifiable in the rain, making the teeth sour. The smoke produced during the animalization process may be covered by rain, and even the pungent medicinal aura cannot be smelled.Old Hu was worried that Geng Zhao would be unable to deal with it, so he stood up with a sword, but saw the boy standing still, with his back very calm; and the old man who had expanded in succession and changed his appearance suddenly groaned, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and knelt in front of the boy, his high arched back trembled endlessly, as if in great pain.
(This...what is going on?)
Yes...had abomination!Nie Mingtu roared hoarsely, although it was harsh, but his voice was not a beast.You... the little monk... what did you... do?
Geng Zhao shook his head.
Don't ask me, it's time to ask the person who sells your peace talisman.He looked at the old man with a look of pain and spoke slowly.
Thirty years ago, Seven Shui Chen destroyed your Qinglang Jue Evil Art. No one in the world knows this skill better than you. If someone told you back then that he could help you achieve this skill in a very short time, would you believe it?
Nie Mingtu hugged his shoulders, feeling so painful that he could not speak.
Geng Zhao turned his head slightly and looked through the hazy rain curtain like smoke. Hu Yanzhi seemed to see a hint of pity in his brother's eyes.
...I guess that guy is not as simple as giving you an improved internal skills secret.What did he give you?
Nie Mingtu suddenly looked up, but his dispersed eyes penetrated Geng Zhao. He frowned and thought, and then he showed a sudden look. He pulled the robe into pieces, revealing his gray and bony chest, and was struggling under his stern face.Here... I cut a knife, made a hole, and then stuffed the thing in... Kill the Thousand Killers!Why... why can't you find where?
Geng Zhao guessed that he could quickly practice the Qinglang Art, because he must have relied on external objects, just like he relied on the power of transforming into a Lizhu to obtain strange power. However, Nie Mingtu was in pain for a moment. With the resilience of the Qinglang Art, how could he still have scars for him to find?
The boy sighed in his heart and continued:
I have asked a senior with extremely high martial arts skills and extensive knowledge. What kind of way can he deal with the Qinglang Art?She said: The Qinglang Art practiced by Nie Mingtu in the past was not a master of martial arts. He had to be stronger than him and he could kill him if he fought hard.But this so-called improved version of the Quick-Successful Green Wolf Art has a fatal flaw. Nie Mingtu is so confused that he is getting back to life, and he will not be able to see the benefits and interests clearly.
The Qinglang Art is known for its resilience. It can also change the bones of meridians and stimulate potential in a short period of time, making strength, speed and reaction like wild animals. It is speculated that the three burner meridians are practiced. The seven water dust will destroy your evil skills, and the three burners will inevitably be greatly damaged. For thirty years, you have not ended up with the cold war and the heat of the weak wind and the movement of the internal wind, and you can gradually practice your internal strength. It is up to the skill of the Ghost Hand of the Lily. Guess the martial arts of the Great Ridge Sect, besides the internal energy of the Dantian?
Hu Yanzhi, who was standing under the tea shed with a sword, suddenly realized: It turned out that the Buddhist martial arts of the Lotus Sect also practiced the Sanjiao.
There are many different opinions among various schools of medicine about what the Sanjiao is, and what the Sanjiao is. Even if you dissect your life, you cannot solve a organ called Sanjiao. Therefore, today's martial arts do not deal with this dispute. It only says that the Sanjiao controls the internal qi of the human body's internal organs. When the internal skills of each school are practiced, they will greatly benefit the Sanjiao meridians, prolong life and strengthen the muscles and body.
Lian Zong has a tradition of asceticism. The monks not only have vegetarianism and abstain from sex, but also have to start from the inside and outside to resist various tortures. The derived martial arts study and training of the Sanjiao meridians is believed to have reached an unprecedented peak in Dongzhou.Unfortunately, the sect was destroyed and the Baye Academy disappeared, and all martial arts were no longer passed down. No one could understand the few techniques that were still visible, such as the Ghost Hands of the Lily, and no one could understand which part of the practice of the Sanjiao was practiced. Just like the ancient martial arts, it was finally forgotten by the world.
Nie Mingtu obviously figured out this section, endured the pain like countless knife stabs in his meridians, and gritted his teeth and said: Then I... is... why...
The Seven Water Dust has ruined your Qinglang Art, which is to give you a chance to refresh yourself, and that person buried things that are enough to quickly achieve the Qinglang Art in you, but what is left is the root of disaster.Geng Zhao said: When you use the Green Wolf Jue Jie as the main force and the Buddhist martial arts as the auxiliary force, even if there is conflict in the three burners, you will be able to walk smoothly and get as good as a barbarian, causing you to have blind spots and never find the vicious intentions in it.
At the Seven Profound Conference, Nie Mingtu used the Buddhist internal energy and the Qinglang Art to work together, using the mutually exclusive characteristics to double the effect of stimulating the beast transformation, showing that he was not completely ignorant of the qualitative nature of the two, and was even very transparent, so he came up with such a dangerous application method.With Nie Mingtu's cunning and meticulousness, the man from Ping An Talisman implanted a foreign object into his body. If he had no such understanding, he would probably not nod easily.
But that man even planned to do this.
Nie Mingtu practiced Buddhism with no choice but to be loyal to him. Once he restored his original body, he was even more than before. How could he be Feng's wife again?If you don’t abandon the use of ghost hands, you must focus on the Green Wolf Art and Chi Soul Claw.
He used the two energy of Buddha and demon in the sacrifice hall, and also used this to distinguish between the master and subordinate: the evil energy of the green wolf as the main body, and the internal energy of the Buddhist sect is just an initiator to stimulate and induce evil spirits, etc., as in martial arts, the principle of "Red and Purple" is a competition between red and purple.
What if the order is reversed?
The Buddha's skills repel evil. Once the full force is activated, they will travel through the Three Jiao Water Valley and the Five Limbs and Livings. At this time, the Qinglang Jue Evil Art will be activated. The alien core implanted in the body will become the gathering of evil power in the body, with a significant goal and a weaker than the authentic Buddhist protection true energy. When the two phases are used, the Qinglang Jue's recovery ability will be suppressed, but the pain will not decrease at all.
The silkworm was not sure about this inference that day, but she was involved in the Qinglang Jue and the martial arts of the Lianzong. According to reason, it is speculated that this would happen.As for why that man designed this way, I am afraid that he would reserve a backup plan to prevent Nie Mingtu from counterattacking.
Nie Mingtu was in pain and took out a dark thing from the mezzanine of his belt and begged: Save me... This is the "peace talisman". You... take it... save me... so... so uncomfortable... Geng Zhao stretched out his hand to take it, but Hu Yanzhi almost fainted, shouting in his heart: Be careful of plotting!Without even speaking, the wolf's head and arms grew rapidly, snatching the young man's face!
... hopeless!
Geng Zhao sighed and Nie Mingtu flew out two feet like a kite breaking its line, falling into the puddle at the corner of the street.The pain of the wolf head is not a disguise, but the pain is so painful, which means that he has been trying to exercise the Qinglang Art. How can he beg for mercy in this way?
Sure enough, his back fell to the ground, and with a hustle and fierce aura, he ignored the pain, jumped up and wanted to escape, but suddenly saw a tung oil umbrella turn around the corner of the street, and was overjoyed: God gave flesh and blood, teach me how to be lucky!I imagine that the blood of a living person can activate things in the body and overwhelm the internal power of Buddhism that is in the way.
Geng Zhao has asked the inspection camp to close the streets and prohibited people and vehicles from passing. With Luo Ye's reliable work, how can he let people come here at this time?He set off almost at the same time as Lao Hu, trying to stop the wolf's head from hurting people.
The claws fell, the umbrella flew, and the figure flew away. The two of them still regretted that their bodies could not keep up with their thoughts. In an instant, Nie Mingtu had already started to fight with the visitor. The four large sleeves were twisted and twisted, and they were extremely smooth, without a moment of cessation. Although the picture was as ridiculous as a child pushing his palm to draw a circle, Nie Mingtu's Bai Fu Hand was forced out of the way, which was unprecedentedly pure. Both sides were like facing a mirror, pushing it to the point of being sad and difficult to separate.
Of course, this only lasted for a moment.
Nie Mingtu screamed like a pig killing: It hurts...it hurts so much!You...you let go!Don't...don't fucking push...don't push anymore!I wanted to hold my head but couldn't even take action, and I pushed and shouted, which was a spectacular sight.
Hu Yanzhi stopped, stared at him for a while, and with a puff, he covered his mouth and shook.
When the visitor heard Nie Mingtu screaming miserably, he became more and more busy. When he was anxious, he was not good at using his mind. He could only repeat the most familiar movements, push and move with both hands, and turn more urgently, and his screams became more and more sarcastic.
When I was a child, there was a wooden monkey. When it turned its hand, its mouth would keep moving, just like this.Hu Yanzhi hugged his chest with his hands and said to Geng Zhao, who had opened his mouth and stopped at some point and was stunned, looking gloating.
Geng Zhao came back to his senses and sighed, saying to the man: Mr. Diao, take a break and turn around, this man will be out of breath.
When the Dragon Emperor Sacrifice Hall meets Qixuan and Baiyutan, the wolf head realizes that the stupid little monk has long been reborn and is able to be among the top masters of the world. Compared with the past and the past, no one knows better than Nie Mingtu. Geng Zhao's growth is so terrifying.
However, before the eyes of the wolf, I am afraid that no one can compare to Nie Mingtu, who can see the boy's weakness so thoroughly:
Geng Zhao is carrying amazing internal strength. Not to mention the endless innate true energy, the ghostly bead between the navel can also burst out with incredible strange power. Relying on its push moves, even ordinary fist routines can produce huge power.
But the problem lies in the moves.
The moves are simple, so there is not much room for turning around. You often use your strength to fight. In the case of great strength, those with strong strength will win, and even use your strength to defeat the cleverness and reduce ten times with one force.However, after learning clever tricks, it is difficult to give up and use them without practicing. This is human nature.
Geng Zhao finished the sword of the three jackals and defeated Ghosts, which is the ultimate martial arts. The master's ability to master such unique skills depends on the internal strength of the realm or the magical medicine, and the initiation of the masters can be quickly achieved. However, the realm not only requires the accumulation of experience, but also requires the opportunity to understand the bottlenecks and challenge the entrance of life and death with courage and fearlessness. None of the three is missing.
Therefore, although there are many rookies in the martial arts world, they are not all great talents. Because there is no shortcut to the achievements of time, after making a name for themselves, they should still keep a low profile so that they can hold a stable position in the tide and not lose their heads.
In Gengzhao's age, even if he has a rare opportunity in a lifetime, he will die and live, but he cannot give birth to experience and insights that can control such unique skills for no reason.
However, the top unique skills are like the poisonous wine made of spices and honey paste. How many people know that it is poisonous and can't bear it?When facing the enemy, you can't help but show off your skills. If you hand over your life to the enemy, you can imagine the outcome.
Besides... Lao Lang is not a magic weapon that is not under the box!
Nie Mingtu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the counter.I asked why the leader sent a group of maltose to watch Lao Lang, and it turned out that he had the idea of fighting in a group from the beginning.Little monk, I remember you were quite tough before. You had been in the jar for more than half a year. Who did you learn bad things from?
Is there anything worse than you?Hu Yanzhi has been with him for many days, and he is so arrogant that he rolls up his sleeves while saying: If you don’t teach you a lesson, the neighbors will not be happy.Don't run away, come here and let me beat you to death!
Geng Zhao ignored the two of them and said: The family affairs of this alliance are not by outsiders, even my righteous brother Hu Yan and Hu Daxia.Please rest assured, the fight today is between you and me.
...I will flip the scoreboard for the two of you to ensure justice and be free from deception.
Lao Hu quickly clamped his tail and put down his sleeves.Be careful not to swear or greet the other woman. It is not okay to insert your eyes and squirt your vagina... If the old man lies down voluntarily, we will give you another pot of fat chickens and some golden candles, all of which have just been burned, so it is guaranteed to be fresh.
Outside the shed, the spaces with the tile staggered eaves and tiles, the ink color is thick like rice paper that bulges out, the moist air enters the lungs and is heavy, and the cool air lifts the corners of the flying shed, and the raindrops seem to be able to break the ground at any time, but it has not arrived late.There were no pedestrians, cars and horses on the street at some point. The alley behind the government office seemed to be independent of the heaven and earth. Even the rain was blocked from the invisible round dome, which only crushed the sky and bleak haze, flowing with the wind.
Within the reach of sight, there was not even a little blood and blood that could make up for the loss of "The Green Wolf's Art". At this point, Nie Mingtu finally understood that Geng Zhao was prepared, and it was definitely not a temporary intention. The curved bone armor curled up the edge of the greasy clay pot, indicating that the bottom of the pot was in a mess, and his smile was both despicable and provocative.
After all this land was found, why didn’t the leader add some ingredients to the meat and just knock down the old wolf?If you act pedanticly, you will no longer be heroic, and you will be disappointed.
Walking like a wolf's head, what's different from a wolf's head?Thinking that the wolf head might do this, I couldn't do it anyway.
You said this and thought I was a beast. Nie Mingtu smiled grimly: Little monk, you are quite slanderous.
Geng Zhao refused to say anything and asked casually: If the wolf first wants to destroy this table, do you have to use the wolf Huang Chi Soul Claw?
Nie Mingtu was stunned.Of course there is no need.
Yes?There is no need to drug the wolf's head.Geng Zhao said with his eyes closed:
I will teach you to get out of this neighborhood. I will lose today, so it’s okay for the wolf to go by himself.
Nie Mingtu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was intriguing.
...There will be no more grievances in the future, and will you not seek the bad luck of the old wolf?
Then I will fight next time.Geng Zhao couldn't help laughing.The gambling war is the gambling war, and justice is the justice, how can we confuse it?
Nie Mingtu laughed.interesting!This is the first time I have seen you as interesting as you!This time, you are the most interesting person you meet. Everything is weird and everything is in harmony. It’s so wonderful!Hahahaha, my shoulders moved slightly, and I hooked up the clay pot and lifted it up to Geng Zhao's face!
Even Hu Yanzhi, who was behind the counter, was waiting for him to take action, so why didn’t Geng Zhao be prepared?The gravy of bones that had been left on the side of the head was suddenly coming, and a fishy smell suddenly came. Nie Mingtu's upper body seemed to be motionless, but his thin arms were almost nearly a ruler. His five fingers were scratching him, and his bone armor rushed straight to Geng Zhao's face.
The wolf's soul claw is not a poisonous skill, but is seen with ruthlessness. Geng Zhaozhuo has innate true energy to protect his body. He slashes out his palm and knife, slashes the wolf's head and wrist veins directly. His strength is strong and his moves are simple, which is exactly the way of the Nirvana Sword.
Compared with Chihun Claw, both sides were judged immediately, and the palm sword came first, and the claws were about to hit the wrist vein. Seeing that they were about to cut into the wrist vein, Nie Mingtu put his right wrist on his right wrist and opened his five fingers, and his palm force was spitting out quickly. A ball of things flew out of his hand. The smell of corruption was strong, and the middle-aged man wanted to vomit. Obviously, this was the main person, and the sneak attack was just a cover-up.
It is extremely difficult to change the trick within a short distance. If it were someone else, he would have been hit long ago.Unfortunately, before the snail horns are extremely competitive, no matter how fast you take action or how clever your direction, you can make a big deal when you apply the force at a very small amount.
The young man's palm was slightly tilted, and he turned his right palm and caught the foreign object in time. He felt that the hand was soft and rotten, and the outer layer seemed to be wrapped in silk threads. Before he could think about it, the palm was numb and itchy, so he threw the thing out with his back hand, blocking the wolf's head that swung his arm back.
Nie Mingtu was also quite afraid of this thing, and turned his back and said with a soft sound. A ball of gray meat like a cow tongue nailed to the beams and pillars behind him. The texture was covered with black hair, which turned out to be a small piece of scalp.
You despicable villain, you actually use poison!
Hu Yanzhi's expression changed. The two swords had already come out in the dragon roar. Seeing Geng Zhao standing up with one palm, he shouted softly: Don't come!I can handle it.After looking closely for a while, he finally just rushed to the side, his frown eyebrows flew into his temples, pressing his eyes like a battle cloud in the pavement.
This is not me, it is the Blood Demon Lord.
Nie Mingtu was not so polite. He stepped on his heels and stabilized his body, flew on the bench, waved his claws from a high place, and laughed strangely:
He defeated Laolang for medicine and laid the "Soul-Breaking Blood Sword" in several families. Have you ever seen two armies fighting and wasting food and grass like this?I am afraid that the leader of the alliance will not believe it, so I will carry the evidence with you, and I can imagine the tragic situation of Ju Zhuang's poison that day.The food safety endangers the most unscrupulous person. This person is simply bad. Please ask the leader to be fair.It seems that cannibalism is not a crime.
On that day, the Demon Lord was trapped, and Nie Mingtu suffered a great loss, and he has been concerned about the corpse poison of the Soul-Breaking Blood Sword.In the absence of a poisonous prescription or an antidote, how to use this poison for yourself? The wolf's head came up with a wonderful idea, which is to remove the scalp from the medicine corpse and connect it to the hair.
If the blood and blood are contaminated with poison, it will be toxic. However, hair occurs before the poisoning and the medicine is difficult to enter, which can prevent the poison from being severely toxic.This method is very dangerous. Only a madman can wrap his skin and flesh with dead hair as if nothing happened. When the poison-hardened weapon is used, it may be that the rotten flesh is not as toxic as fresh. Nie Mingtu relies on the recovery ability of the Green Wolf Art to be so bold.
Old Hu had a very thief's eyes. When he heard the hidden weapon hit the beam and pillar, he made a subtle and silence sound. Seeing a light passing through his dry hair, he suddenly realized and sneered: What a steel needle in this filthy, or did you say it was physical evidence?Despicable villain!
No, it’s not. This is a silver needle, to let everyone know that this physical evidence is poisonous.If Mr. Hu can't see clearly, I'll show you a bun.See physical evidence!Stand and dance with sleeves.Hu Yanzhi returned to his sword to protect his face, but heard Nie Mingtu giggle:
I'm just teasing you, Mr. Hu!
Hu Yan's anger was filled with smoke from his seven orifices. Due to Geng Zhao's previous bold words, he wished he could hold his sword and join the battle group and chop him up to the sky.
He said some rumors in his mouth, but Nie Mingtu was not idle in his hand. He was brought by the Sword of Destruction in his elbow. Although Geng Zhao did not exert the power of ancient martial arts, it was enough to see when he was in the Dragon Emperor's sacrifice hall.
The wolf's head and right sleeve tread the ground like a fish's tail, and the other robe sleeve flew, and the sudden hidden dry claws were like snakes, swallowing and spitting, only attacking but not defending, extremely fierce.Geng Zhao, who was in the lower head, also only had his left arm and his right sleeve pressed behind him, with an extremely distinct disadvantage.
The tall and thin old man, like a bamboo frame, rushed wildly, retreating without being pushed back, and retreating again, without stopping, like a hollow bamboo ball, bounced between the table walls, and his evil smile like an owl roared with his collar. He looked ahead, and suddenly behind, making people dazzled.
Geng Zhao's eyes were half closed and his nose was quiet. No matter how the wolf head attacked, he always threw a single palm, using the powerful palm force like a stone-opening stone to retreat the enemy. The slight sweat on his forehead was a sign of using internal force to suppress the toxicity.The two of them didn't even take a single move until Nie Mingtu arrived five times. The young man seemed to have poor palm power and failed to shake the enemy back. The old man's slutty claws grew and he smiled grimly:
Leader, let’s get close!
Hu Yanzhi jumped out with his sword and shouted: ...How dare you!
Nie Mingtu paused and turned his head: I dare not, I should check the physical evidence first!The sleeves of the robe swung towards Lao Hu in the air.
Hu Yanzhi was wary of it. He intended to relieve Geng Zhao's danger and attract the attack of demons. It was the best thing. Before his feet touched the ground, his swords were dancing and shining, and his head wrapped around his body. It was a self-created trick of becoming famous in a crane wearing clothes and becoming famous. He was the only one who specialized in challenging his master and flying together on a cold rainy night.
Nie Mingtu made a flick of his move, and turned back to his original place like a top, sold the back door with Hu Yanzhi, and directly grabbed Geng Zhao's face.The old Hu people fell to the ground, and they returned to their bodies. They slapped their feet at the old man's vest. Unexpectedly, Nie Mingtu did not stop and suddenly turned back, facing Hu Yanzhi:
...See physical evidence!
Lao Hu was angry and funny: Is it over? The word "Is it over?" Before I could fall, the whistle and a small sound came out of Nie Mingtu's sleeve!
He had just withdrawn his sword move and was about to sprint, but he had time to swing the male sword, sweeping away a piece; his left wrist turned around, and the female blade twisted and slapped two fish that had escaped.But when he heard a splash, Nie Mingtu's sleeve raised, and silver light shone straight at Lao Hu's face. The last poison needle was hidden in his hanging right sleeve!
Hu Yanzhi leaned back hard, almost turned over somersaults, and hit the ground with his back door.Nie Mingtu was still trying to chase after him, but the strong wind suddenly came to him. He raised the corner of his mouth, but couldn't look at it. He turned his claws and changed his face, and changed his direction and circled and turned. It seemed that the two of them had practiced this for a thousand times, and they were so familiar that they could disassemble it without eyes and ears. It was the non-returning golden wheel hand of the lyre ghost.
Geng Zhao finally got up, and the two of them made an arm, turning without any defense. Suddenly, the boy's body twitched slightly, blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth, and it turned red slowly.
Nie Mingtu smiled and said with a grim smile: You can use the palm of your penis to remove the poison while expelling the air. This will not force you to get into trouble with blood. Old Wolf had to touch others.Next time, I will use a strong wall to clear the wilderness. Remember to be thorough. I don’t like to implicate innocent people, especially those who are so good at Mr. Hu.
With a spit, someone behind him held up and laughed: Don’t say that, I feel uncomfortable all over.When I saw a ferocious ink needle on the ground, soaked in saliva. This life-threatening poisonous weapon was bitten by Hu Yanzhi at the critical moment.
When he was in Cold Lu Valley, he saw Ling Shixuan's unique skill of holding a dagger tip. After leaving the valley, he was determined to study it. With his extraordinary talent in various other erotic craftsmanship, he actually got some tricks and practiced it repeatedly, but unexpectedly saved his life today.Fortunately, my mouth and tongue did not break the oily skin, or there were other wounds, otherwise even if I bite the silver needle, I would be poisoned and died.
Hu Yanzhi retreated to the front of the cabinet with his sword, hurriedly took the white wine to rinse his mouth, pulled out a poison needle from his right arm, and waved it hastily. After all, Dao'er cut the wound with the tip of the sword, forced out poisonous blood, poured wine and washed it, and used his skills to force out the remaining poison in his body.
After all, the Zixing Temple is the authentic Xuanmen. Since he has made the sword vein, Lao Hu has confirmed that his internal strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Not only has his merits greatly improved, but the most direct benefit is that the various external injuries he suffered before and after the Seven Profound Conference were healed at a very amazing speed. The true energy in the bones flowed, just like a Sichuan River, and he was able to gain valuable time to bleed and cleanse the wound after being poisoned.
Otherwise, with the domineering spirit of the Soul-Breaking Blood Sword, his cultivation level is as profound as Shao Lansheng, and his third master will fall down as soon as he touches it. If Li Hanyang had not helped him, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He leaned against the cabinet and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. For a moment, he didn't think of getting up. He carved the one that Geng Zhao returned. He was in charge of the defect of the cramps all over his body after taking the medicine and was unable to grasp the depth of Geng Zhao's poison, so he wanted to leave him a way out for life. He did not take the medicine and took it directly. In this tea shop battle, he became a completely spectator.
Nie Mingtu's right elbow was gone, and he deliberately pretended to be inconvenient to move, just to cut off Geng Zhao's help, so as not to fall into the dilemma of being attacked by the enemy from both sides. Seeing that Hu Yanzhi could not move, he no longer had any scruples, and his arms were out at the same time. On one side, he still used the lying ghost hand to move, but on the other side, he bent his five fingers and changed the poisonous wolf Huang Chi Soul Claw to think it was a surprise weapon.
The storytellers in the market are not good at fighting and like to praise the so-called "left and right fight". In fact, there are single and double methods of fists and feet. If you attack with both arms, you will not double the power out of thin air. The real essence of this technique lies in the four words "distracted" and "two-use" and "two-use" that can change the fist path at will, and the strange and righteousness will be created together, so it is naturally tricky and difficult to prevent.
Nie Mingtu cannot do both things. The righteous and brightness of Buddhist martial arts and the vicious and vicious claw skills of the evil sect are not completely unfair, but after all, they are two hands against one hand. The two fight quickly and entangled each other for a while. Geng Zhao was already in danger, but he has not used the Sword of Destruction again and directly supported it with the ghost hand.
While increasing the attack, Nie Mingtu urged: Get faster, get faster!If the leader of the alliance doesn’t take out the magic sword martial arts at the bottom of the box, how could Lao Lang defeat you in one fell swoop when you are not at your level and are greedy for merit and progress?Hu Yanzhi cursed: Don’t just say what you think in your heart!
Seeing that the sharp claws had arrived, Geng Zhao's left arm was wrapped. He turned his wrist and overwhelmed the wolf's head and lifted his palm to send it out. Although Nie Mingtu returned his arm in time, his mighty forcefully backed away with his arm for more than a ft.The old man wanted to stabilize his body, and with force as he tried his best, a huge force surged between his arms, like a wave knocking down. Nie Mingtu couldn't stop retreating, knocking down the table and benches with a clamor and falling into the middle of the street.
This... this is not a ghost hand of the lyre!The old man jumped up and was angry, but frowned slightly, and felt that this change of move was clearly a white hand brush. It was just enough to temper the sticky force around the fingers. Why did it become a heavy technique like a stele-like slamming in an instant? I couldn't figure it out no matter what.
Geng Zhao dusted his collar and walked out of the tea shop. He slapped his single palm and opened the rack. He said indifferently: If the wolf's head has not been seen clearly, why don't you try it again?
Nie Mingtu spitted and showed a sinister smile: Damn, your profound tone really makes people angry.Turning his head, turning his arms and loosening his muscles and bones, jumping forward, and hitting it out with one palm. This time, there is no more left-hand martial arts such as Chihun Claw, and the one who uses the most powerful and powerful ghost hands.
Geng Zhao responded with Yang Zhi's hand, and swung back and forth between his palms with one arm, flowing like a breeze.Nie Mingtu's palms were intertwined like clippers, and he forced the breeze to blow the willows. He was about to pull Geng Zhao's wrist and arm to death. The young man swung and pressed him and hit him with one palm, and then knocked him backwards.
Nie Mingtu laughed so much that he wiped off the red corners of his mouth, and then used different ways such as the clasped hands, the pearl hands, the iron hook hands of the clasped hands, etc. However, no matter how he took action, he was always beaten by Geng Zhao when he gained an advantage and was ready to settle the country with one hammer.
Nie Mingtu is also a battle-hardened person, and he has changed his martial arts in other evil schools, but the result is even more tragic, with only the ghost hand of the lyre. Later, he saw that the old man had a great momentum, and was full of majestic and upright, and the Buddha's energy flowed all over his body, and he could not even touch the falling rain hair. Even if he described his slutty and his clothes and pants, he seemed to have a grand master's demeanor.If it weren't for the constant cursing and the filthy words were heard, saying that it was the abbot of the treasure mountain, there would be few people who did not believe it.
Hu Yanzhi felt it was absurd, and then he was stunned. He secretly admitted it and thought: His unique Buddhist skills are not a fool. Looking at the East China Sea... No, even in the martial arts veins in the world, there are not many monks who can have such cultivation.It’s strange that this villain’s bad reputation spread throughout the world thirty years ago. Where did he learn this skill?His eyes moved to Geng Zhao, and there was another difference.
If Nie Mingtu is like a tall and majestic statue of Thousand-Handed Guanyin, transforming into countless great ways, and his every move is exquisite and incomprehensible tricks, which are all dazzling, then the young man standing on the opposite side is like a small statue of Tathagata. When everything comes to this point, it is empty, as if it is there, it is like nothing, and the monotonous palm technique of turning and pressing on the chest and palm is like a stick to shout, and the clouds are scattered and smoke disappear.
I don’t know how many times he was knocked back by heavy palms. Nie Mingtu burst out blue veins and his clothes were scattered, and he said angrily: Little monk! If you refuse to fight properly, what kind of magic is used? He no longer had the idle intention of making jokes and jokes, and he looked very embarrassed, but he refused to take the opportunity to escape, which shows that he was very unwilling to accept it.
Even though he was a wolf head, he was very knowledgeable, and he didn't know that his method of destroying the truth was the unique skill of the ancient Dari Lian Sect. He was the same lineage as the lying ghost hand of the lying lying, and was not hindered at the turning point of hardness and softness. It was recorded by the secret book that Gengzhao brought from the Three Weird Valley that day.
When Geng Zhao was thinking about the Sword of Nirvana, he always felt that it was quite consistent with the Sakura Ghost Hand. Those with the same origin were similar, and it might be related to the Lotus Sect. When he thought of this "The Extraordinary Method of the Holy Ruyi Wheel", he studied it carefully and he really benefited a lot.
People are more important to know.He smiled faintly, and after he put his left hand on his back, he kept pulling his right sleeve and made a call for help. But when he saw that his palm was rosy, he didn't look like he was poisoned at all?I don’t know if he has not been poisoned or has forced out the poison.In today's battle, the wolf leader is defeated but not defeated. It is better to surrender, which will avoid fragmented hardships.
As if echoing his words, a sudden lightning flashed, and a moment of thunder broke out. The rain that had accumulated for a long time finally drizzled.The street scene suddenly turned dark, like ink stains, and there seemed to be nothing in sight except the painful rain in your eyes.
Nie Mingtu opened his eyes wide, and the gray cataract on his eyes instantly appeared, and a blue and yellow light burst out. He raised his head and burst out with a harsh smile: I would rather die than lose my freedom again!Little monk, do you have endless strange power? Do you have the old wolf without a magic weapon to keep you in your box?The more I talked, the more crazy he became, and the howling finally started, the bones all over my body were crackling, and the blue veins were bulging, which was a sign of the turning of a green wolf into a beast.
Hu Yanzhi had seen him in the Dragon Emperor's Sacrifice Hall activate the two energys of Buddha and demons and the transformation of beasts from the power, but his momentum was far less than that at this moment. With Nie Mingtu's cunning and deepness, he might have never used his full strength. Until he was angry by Geng Zhao, he showed off his 100% ability.
The Green Wolf Art is not a unique skill, but it is extremely difficult to deal with in the battle, because one blow can kill an undead enemy. Not to mention the five or five equilibrium, even if the cultivation level is stable and the wolf head is weak, the decisive method of defeating the enemy and winning, the immortal body transformed into a beast will attack with one round of injury, and exchange for injury, no matter how strong a master is, he may capsize in the gutter and be defeated by Chihun Claws.
When persuading the Dragon Emperor's Sacrifice Hall, the Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord is a bloody example.The Demon Lord's internal strength is far superior to Nie Mingtu, but because he is unable to effectively take his life and completely get rid of Nie Mingtu's entanglement, the advantages and disadvantages are changed after the two rounds, and the final result can only be said to be shocked by the bystanders; if Nie Mingtu's words are completely false, after leaving the valley, he actually chased the Demon Lord for a while and almost succeeded.When the two of them started to make a move, who would believe it?
The sound of skeleton cracking like chestnuts is clearly identifiable in the rain, making the teeth sour. The smoke produced during the animalization process may be covered by rain, and even the pungent medicinal aura cannot be smelled.Old Hu was worried that Geng Zhao would be unable to deal with it, so he stood up with a sword, but saw the boy standing still, with his back very calm; and the old man who had expanded in succession and changed his appearance suddenly groaned, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and knelt in front of the boy, his high arched back trembled endlessly, as if in great pain.
(This...what is going on?)
Yes...had abomination!Nie Mingtu roared hoarsely, although it was harsh, but his voice was not a beast.You... the little monk... what did you... do?
Geng Zhao shook his head.
Don't ask me, it's time to ask the person who sells your peace talisman.He looked at the old man with a look of pain and spoke slowly.
Thirty years ago, Seven Shui Chen destroyed your Qinglang Jue Evil Art. No one in the world knows this skill better than you. If someone told you back then that he could help you achieve this skill in a very short time, would you believe it?
Nie Mingtu hugged his shoulders, feeling so painful that he could not speak.
Geng Zhao turned his head slightly and looked through the hazy rain curtain like smoke. Hu Yanzhi seemed to see a hint of pity in his brother's eyes.
...I guess that guy is not as simple as giving you an improved internal skills secret.What did he give you?
Nie Mingtu suddenly looked up, but his dispersed eyes penetrated Geng Zhao. He frowned and thought, and then he showed a sudden look. He pulled the robe into pieces, revealing his gray and bony chest, and was struggling under his stern face.Here... I cut a knife, made a hole, and then stuffed the thing in... Kill the Thousand Killers!Why... why can't you find where?
Geng Zhao guessed that he could quickly practice the Qinglang Art, because he must have relied on external objects, just like he relied on the power of transforming into a Lizhu to obtain strange power. However, Nie Mingtu was in pain for a moment. With the resilience of the Qinglang Art, how could he still have scars for him to find?
The boy sighed in his heart and continued:
I have asked a senior with extremely high martial arts skills and extensive knowledge. What kind of way can he deal with the Qinglang Art?She said: The Qinglang Art practiced by Nie Mingtu in the past was not a master of martial arts. He had to be stronger than him and he could kill him if he fought hard.But this so-called improved version of the Quick-Successful Green Wolf Art has a fatal flaw. Nie Mingtu is so confused that he is getting back to life, and he will not be able to see the benefits and interests clearly.
The Qinglang Art is known for its resilience. It can also change the bones of meridians and stimulate potential in a short period of time, making strength, speed and reaction like wild animals. It is speculated that the three burner meridians are practiced. The seven water dust will destroy your evil skills, and the three burners will inevitably be greatly damaged. For thirty years, you have not ended up with the cold war and the heat of the weak wind and the movement of the internal wind, and you can gradually practice your internal strength. It is up to the skill of the Ghost Hand of the Lily. Guess the martial arts of the Great Ridge Sect, besides the internal energy of the Dantian?
Hu Yanzhi, who was standing under the tea shed with a sword, suddenly realized: It turned out that the Buddhist martial arts of the Lotus Sect also practiced the Sanjiao.
There are many different opinions among various schools of medicine about what the Sanjiao is, and what the Sanjiao is. Even if you dissect your life, you cannot solve a organ called Sanjiao. Therefore, today's martial arts do not deal with this dispute. It only says that the Sanjiao controls the internal qi of the human body's internal organs. When the internal skills of each school are practiced, they will greatly benefit the Sanjiao meridians, prolong life and strengthen the muscles and body.
Lian Zong has a tradition of asceticism. The monks not only have vegetarianism and abstain from sex, but also have to start from the inside and outside to resist various tortures. The derived martial arts study and training of the Sanjiao meridians is believed to have reached an unprecedented peak in Dongzhou.Unfortunately, the sect was destroyed and the Baye Academy disappeared, and all martial arts were no longer passed down. No one could understand the few techniques that were still visible, such as the Ghost Hands of the Lily, and no one could understand which part of the practice of the Sanjiao was practiced. Just like the ancient martial arts, it was finally forgotten by the world.
Nie Mingtu obviously figured out this section, endured the pain like countless knife stabs in his meridians, and gritted his teeth and said: Then I... is... why...
The Seven Water Dust has ruined your Qinglang Art, which is to give you a chance to refresh yourself, and that person buried things that are enough to quickly achieve the Qinglang Art in you, but what is left is the root of disaster.Geng Zhao said: When you use the Green Wolf Jue Jie as the main force and the Buddhist martial arts as the auxiliary force, even if there is conflict in the three burners, you will be able to walk smoothly and get as good as a barbarian, causing you to have blind spots and never find the vicious intentions in it.
At the Seven Profound Conference, Nie Mingtu used the Buddhist internal energy and the Qinglang Art to work together, using the mutually exclusive characteristics to double the effect of stimulating the beast transformation, showing that he was not completely ignorant of the qualitative nature of the two, and was even very transparent, so he came up with such a dangerous application method.With Nie Mingtu's cunning and meticulousness, the man from Ping An Talisman implanted a foreign object into his body. If he had no such understanding, he would probably not nod easily.
But that man even planned to do this.
Nie Mingtu practiced Buddhism with no choice but to be loyal to him. Once he restored his original body, he was even more than before. How could he be Feng's wife again?If you don’t abandon the use of ghost hands, you must focus on the Green Wolf Art and Chi Soul Claw.
He used the two energy of Buddha and demon in the sacrifice hall, and also used this to distinguish between the master and subordinate: the evil energy of the green wolf as the main body, and the internal energy of the Buddhist sect is just an initiator to stimulate and induce evil spirits, etc., as in martial arts, the principle of "Red and Purple" is a competition between red and purple.
What if the order is reversed?
The Buddha's skills repel evil. Once the full force is activated, they will travel through the Three Jiao Water Valley and the Five Limbs and Livings. At this time, the Qinglang Jue Evil Art will be activated. The alien core implanted in the body will become the gathering of evil power in the body, with a significant goal and a weaker than the authentic Buddhist protection true energy. When the two phases are used, the Qinglang Jue's recovery ability will be suppressed, but the pain will not decrease at all.
The silkworm was not sure about this inference that day, but she was involved in the Qinglang Jue and the martial arts of the Lianzong. According to reason, it is speculated that this would happen.As for why that man designed this way, I am afraid that he would reserve a backup plan to prevent Nie Mingtu from counterattacking.
Nie Mingtu was in pain and took out a dark thing from the mezzanine of his belt and begged: Save me... This is the "peace talisman". You... take it... save me... so... so uncomfortable... Geng Zhao stretched out his hand to take it, but Hu Yanzhi almost fainted, shouting in his heart: Be careful of plotting!Without even speaking, the wolf's head and arms grew rapidly, snatching the young man's face!
... hopeless!
Geng Zhao sighed and Nie Mingtu flew out two feet like a kite breaking its line, falling into the puddle at the corner of the street.The pain of the wolf head is not a disguise, but the pain is so painful, which means that he has been trying to exercise the Qinglang Art. How can he beg for mercy in this way?
Sure enough, his back fell to the ground, and with a hustle and fierce aura, he ignored the pain, jumped up and wanted to escape, but suddenly saw a tung oil umbrella turn around the corner of the street, and was overjoyed: God gave flesh and blood, teach me how to be lucky!I imagine that the blood of a living person can activate things in the body and overwhelm the internal power of Buddhism that is in the way.
Geng Zhao has asked the inspection camp to close the streets and prohibited people and vehicles from passing. With Luo Ye's reliable work, how can he let people come here at this time?He set off almost at the same time as Lao Hu, trying to stop the wolf's head from hurting people.
The claws fell, the umbrella flew, and the figure flew away. The two of them still regretted that their bodies could not keep up with their thoughts. In an instant, Nie Mingtu had already started to fight with the visitor. The four large sleeves were twisted and twisted, and they were extremely smooth, without a moment of cessation. Although the picture was as ridiculous as a child pushing his palm to draw a circle, Nie Mingtu's Bai Fu Hand was forced out of the way, which was unprecedentedly pure. Both sides were like facing a mirror, pushing it to the point of being sad and difficult to separate.
Of course, this only lasted for a moment.
Nie Mingtu screamed like a pig killing: It hurts...it hurts so much!You...you let go!Don't...don't fucking push...don't push anymore!I wanted to hold my head but couldn't even take action, and I pushed and shouted, which was a spectacular sight.
Hu Yanzhi stopped, stared at him for a while, and with a puff, he covered his mouth and shook.
When the visitor heard Nie Mingtu screaming miserably, he became more and more busy. When he was anxious, he was not good at using his mind. He could only repeat the most familiar movements, push and move with both hands, and turn more urgently, and his screams became more and more sarcastic.
When I was a child, there was a wooden monkey. When it turned its hand, its mouth would keep moving, just like this.Hu Yanzhi hugged his chest with his hands and said to Geng Zhao, who had opened his mouth and stopped at some point and was stunned, looking gloating.
Geng Zhao came back to his senses and sighed, saying to the man: Mr. Diao, take a break and turn around, this man will be out of breath.
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