novelsmap Chapter 106
Chapter 106
I saw that Chu Linyuan had torn open the defense of Shura Mist, exposed the blood-red Shura Core in front of everyone, and then shattered it with a sword.
The Xiujian brilliance flourished, and the bloody sword light swept across, cutting the few people in front of him in half in an instant.
Wu Enda punched a child. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the wound on Lin Xiaoshuang's body, and then looked at the gloomy Xiujian emitting red light. He couldn't help complaining, "Thank you so much for not poking me with Xiujian all these years."
"If you want, I can help you." Lin Xiaoshuang turned her face sideways, her right eye was already surrounded by blood, and the left eye was also the same as before.
But he was a little more cold, and his movements of swinging the sword were crisp and sharp, stabbing at the lifeblood with every move.
Wu Enda finally believed that Lin Xiaoshuang had regained his memory. Since the day they met, Lin Xiaoshuang had never said a good word to him, and now his appearance seemed to make him see the blood-stained Zodiac Lord Lin Feng again.
At this moment, a palm print suddenly formed in the sky, pressing down on the two of them like an overwhelming mountain.
Wu Enda's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't react for a moment: "This is it!"
——Boundless Palm Art of Body Cultivator Wu Ming.
Wu Ming, one of the 81 immortals, was also Wu Enda's personal master in the past, and one of the immortal cultivators who died in Xizhou that year.One-hand palm technique is unrivaled in the world, and he is also the established master of Wufeng.
The palm print was accompanied by a pure white flame, pressing down at an extremely slow but unavoidable speed.
Lin Xiaoshuang's expression froze, and the three talisman seals fell to the ground, and she gathered her spiritual power to pull up a huge dragon that held up the sky from the center of the talisman seals.
The dragon and the palm print meet, and the dragon falls apart in an instant.
At the same time, Xiujian transformed in the air, surrounded by countless sword lights, forcibly supporting the palm prints.
not enough!Lin Xiaoshuang thought in her heart that she wanted to cut herself again, but Wu Enda stopped her.
"Let me do it." Wu Enda recovered from the stupefaction just now, and grabbed Lin Xiaoshuang's hand that was about to self-mutilate, "Are you addicted to self-mutilation?"
"This is your master, you don't have to be afraid of my apprentice beating me..." The other party's words were harsh, and Lin Xiaoshuang's words would be even worse. Then she looked at the other party's blushing face and smiled maliciously, "Hey, you can beat me well Did you finish learning Chiyan Palm back then?"
Obviously, no.Wu Feng Wu Enda didn't use palm technique, but body technique. Back then he only learned one and a half strokes of Chiyan Palm, and his master Wu Ming had already died in Xizhou.
"Don't worry about it." Wu Enda said, and then punched the sky.
The punch filled with the full strength of the transformation stage immediately broke through the palm that seemed to block the sky and shattered all the invisible coercion.
A figure slowly descended from the sky, with a strong figure, but his entire face was wrapped in thick mist, and one of his hands was wrapped in red flames.
Seeing the person coming, Wu Enda's expression was slightly cold, and then he roared, his muscles suddenly swelled up, and his originally loose martial arts uniform was bulging.
He dropped his fist to the ground and knocked everyone in a radius of a hundred miles away except Lin Xiaoshuang.
Many people couldn't stand such a powerful spiritual power, and they all turned into mist and dissipated after landing.
The only one who can stay is Wu Ming, his clothes are already incomplete, the fog on his face has dissipated, revealing that young face, but his eyes are already blurred, only his hands are still performing palms mechanically.
"The palm technique requires flexibility. Although I practice Chiyan Palm, the real palm technique should be as tolerant as the sea."
"So, that's why I don't want to teach you Chiyan Palm. I've already felt the limit, and I don't want you to follow my old path."
Wu Enda's past experiences surged in his mind, and he put his hands in a posture.He gritted his teeth and called, "Master."
His hands also ignited a raging fire, but the fire was more gentle than Wu Ming's.
It's a pity that Wu Ming couldn't understand Wu Enda's words, so he forced himself close.The two fought close to each other, punching to the flesh, and even smelled the aroma of barbecue when they got close.
Lin Xiaoshuang quickly avoided, and was ready to kill Wu Ming if Wu Enda was in a disadvantage.
"Don't meddle." Wu Enda naturally saw Lin Xiaoshuang's preparation, glanced at him lightly, and then turned pale with shock, "Get out of the way! Lin Xiaoshuang."
When he was speaking, Wu Ming's punch hit him in the chest, and with the full blow of Huashenqi, Wu Enda was hammered flying dozens of feet in an instant, and he fell off the lower deck.
Then Wu Ming chased Wu Enda to the bottom.
But Lin Xiaoshuang was too busy to take care of herself now, and reacted to Wu Enda's prompt at the moment, and quickly blocked it with her sword.
The sharp scimitar was almost touching Lin Xiaoshuang's face, and then the man realized that he couldn't hit him, and then disappeared into the mist.
System: "Suraization? Shadow Demon."
Lin Xiaoshuang's pupils shrank slightly: "Has the Zodiac fallen?"
The system avoided answering: "Da Dao is interfering with my perception ability, the plot has moved to an unforeseen state, and everything in the future depends on the host's own efforts."
While they were talking, the Shadow Demon reappeared, and the scimitar still attacked his back in an extremely tricky position.
Lin Xiaoshuang avoided it again.
This Asura Mist is simply an excellent hiding method for the Shadow Demon. Lin Xiaoshuang not only has to distract himself from the threat of the scimitar, but also resists the spiritual pollution of the Asura Mist.
What's even more frightening is that the current shadow demon is no longer the little clone/body that Tian Yanzong encountered, but the real deity, who has the cultivation base of the early stage of transforming gods, and is strengthened by the Shura fog.
Once again, the scimitar protruded from the mist like a ghost, and its sharp edge pierced through the air.But this time, Lin Xiaoshuang chose to resist with Xiujian.
The edge of the sword slid against the scimitar, rubbing wisps of fire.
The two bounced off again, this time Lin Xiaoshuang took a few steps back, and the Shadow Demon emerged from the mist.
Now his left arm is broken, so he used to wield two knives, but now only one is left. His body is like a thin branch, supporting his head ruggedly, but this time he is in human shape.
"Lin... Xiao... Shuang..."
Lin Xiaoshuang was slightly taken aback.
The Shadow Demon raised his head, his eyes were full of anger: "Lin Xiaoshuang!"
After all, the Shadow Demon was already close to him again, and the scimitar and Xiujian went back and forth several times. The Shadow Demon's offensive was like a storm, but Lin Xiaoshuang's defense was impenetrable.
However, no matter how long it takes to procrastinate, it is not a solution. Xu Lianghang and Xiao Xiu are still missing, Chu Linyuan has already attacked Shura He, and Wu Enda does not know whether he can beat his master... Well, he just divided it up for himself. Suddenly, Lin Xiaoshuang felt a little sorry.
Or, cut yourself a small knife?
Lin Xiaoshuang thought.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Linyuan, who was wronged and sad but dared not say a word, Qiao Zhengye, who was pinching his ears, and Wu Enda, who seemed to care about him a little...
After struggling for a moment, he turned the blade in his hand and pointed at himself.
Suddenly, an arrow feather pierced through the air, and the powerful spiritual power instantly nailed the Shadow Demon who was still struggling in front of him to the ground.
"What?" Lin Xiaoshuang looked at the sky in surprise.
At the same time, they saw another ship floating in mid-air, slowly coming towards them.
A girl was carrying a longbow that was as big as her, with her head held high, and a triumphant smile on her face, as if she was very excited to share something with the woman behind her.
And the woman was dressed in a strong outfit, her long hair was tied high behind her head, and her body was covered in silver armor, just like a female general on the battlefield.
But the red marks between her eyebrows showed that she was a demon cultivator.
In the Twelve Palaces of Demonic Dao, there is a female demon head with silver armor and red riding, named Yaoji, the master of the second palace of Demonic Ways--the only neutral force in the twelve palaces.
"Lord Lin Feng, I have admired your name for a long time." Yao Ji smiled, but her eyes fell on the Shura core above her head.
I saw that Chu Linyuan had torn open the defense of Shura Mist, exposed the blood-red Shura Core in front of everyone, and then shattered it with a sword.