The wind was blowing and the bamboo forest was cold, and a group of ten masked pursuers rushed forward along the traces left behind. Obviously, Shen Ming and Ruotong had already relaxed their vigilance when they came here, and they didn't even handle the footprints carefully any more.
The thirteen eagles and the two protectors were full of confidence and looked like they were sure of winning. Only Leng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain the reason.
After running wildly for about ten minutes, when there were only dense bamboos and mottled moonlight left, without any warning, an eagle suddenly stepped on a footmuff, and the shrinking rope pulled it down to the ground. mid-air.
"There's a trap!" The man shouted in the air, swiping the big knife in his hand and chopped off the noose on his leg, but at this moment, the related organs were activated simultaneously, and a pillar composed of more than a dozen thick bamboos was slamming into it horizontally. his body.
No matter how talented he was, he couldn't even fight back when he lost his support in mid-air, he could barely hold on with his hands on his chest.
As a result, everyone watched their companions in mid-air fly ten meters away like a softball.
Just when you thought everything was over, the nightmare had just begun. You saw a large piece of bamboo leaves under the ground being turned up, and more than 30 long bamboos shot up from the ground, rushing towards him. After the agency stops.
The poor guy was already covered in blood and was held in mid-air, fainting.
If he hadn't been wearing soft hedgehog armor and had never practiced internal strength, he would have been inserted into a porcupine long ago. The current situation seems to be able to start the BBQ party with a light on the fire.
"Slow down!" Leng roared and greeted everyone to stop, now he finally understood what was wrong.
In fact, Shen Ming's management of the remaining traces is very meticulous, what kind of traces are left in how far away, what kind of information is obtained, and how far away you are from him, all are under his control.
When you start chasing him, you have already lost... And when you chase him to an uninhabited area, congratulations, you have come to the hunting ground he carefully prepared for you.
"Shameless bastard, what kind of hero is someone who hides his head and shows his tail? Come out sincerely and fight this old man!" shouted the fisherman with a long stick and fishing rod in his hand.
Leng really wants to complain, others have spent so much time preparing to kill your place, their brains are sick, why don't you give up the trap and fight 1v1 with you
Fortunately, he didn't complain, because Shen Ming really walked out from behind a piece of arrow bamboo ten meters away, dragging a two-meter-long bamboo stick in his hand. Under the moonlight, he looked like a god of death.
"Good boy, do you really dare to come out?" In fact, the fisherman just yelled casually, pretending to be aggressive in front of Jin Lian, but who knew that Shen Ming really ran out, which made him at a loss as to what to do.
"Why not? Are you afraid that you have teeth? Didn't you tell me to come out? Are you trying to kill me? Or are you standing there flirting with me?" Shen Ming said with contempt.
"Don't be arrogant, kid! Watch me knock out your sharp teeth!" The fisherman said to the others when he was about to rush, "Be careful of deception, follow up slowly, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."
It seems that the fisherman is not stupid, and he understands that Shen Ming intends to kill them all here.
"Be careful." Jin Lian reminded her in a coquettish manner.
But the fisherman had already rushed towards Shen Ming, and the two of them disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant. The third aunt of the Feng family, holding the double swords of mandarin duck and butterfly, didn't have so many tricks. She walked out from behind the bamboo 20 meters away and walked towards the crowd.
"Third Aunt?!" Jin Lian instinctively called out hungry.
"You don't have the right to call me third aunt. You've used up all your Qi Jue San and insulted my Feng family's rules. Today, on behalf of the old patriarch, I will expel you from the house. However, according to the Feng family's rules, you must be picked Definitely." Ruotong could know what they did just by smelling the smell in the air, if being hunted down earlier was just a crime, but now ignoring the rules of the sect and using disgraceful poison to fight, it is a loss of integrity.
The third aunt's seniority in the old Feng's family was second only to the head of the family, and seeing such a junior, she was already furious.
"Do it! Don't give her a chance to show her strength!" Jinlian knows that the third aunt is very powerful. When she gets serious, even if all the four guardians are here, it will be difficult to control her. Perhaps in today's Lao Feng's family, only the eldest Can young master Feng Qianchi fight her
"Go!" Leng's order really mobilized the eagles under him. The 9 people quickly spread out to encircle and go up, and Jin Lian was the fastest.
With a move of three-inch golden lotus to sweep the fallen leaves, all the bamboo leaves on the ground were swept up, blocking the sight of the third aunt. It was too late to say it, and then it was fast, and 9 weapons and soldiers came through in 8 ways among the fallen leaves.
"Scatter!" Ruotong didn't even raise his sword, Feng Xi restrained himself with one move, and rushed out in a circle with vigor penetrating his body. Whether it was fallen leaves or double-teaming, all 8 people were blown away by more than 2 meters, without the foundation of qigong , in front of Qi Jin masters, he is like a child.
Only Jin Lian could not flinch under this vigor, she lifted up her pair of steel spear boots, and all kinds of kicks hit the air.
When Ruotong first arrived at the retreat place, he fought with Jinlian a lot on weekdays, and was taken care of by him when he was only 7 years old. Not only his mother and daughter, but also his grandchildren. Whenever there is a second choice, she is unwilling to raise her sword to face each other.
And at this moment, Jinlian has completely lost the easy-going and kindness of the past, and every move is vicious and vicious, only seeking to kill, not to subdue.
"Third Aunt, you are as strong as a god, but I know all about your weaknesses, it is difficult for you to defeat me!" Jinlian's aggressive attacks are always the angle and method that Ruotong is not good at.
"Oh, Jinlian... In fact, since I was eighteen years old, I have no so-called weaknesses. What I have shown you in the past is to take care of your mood... You are too small." Jin Lian's back swept across, tearing open a half-meter-long incision, and blood gushed out.
"Third Aunt! How amazing!" The pain made Jin Lian grin her teeth, but she praised the excruciating pain. The strength of Third Aunt still gave Jin Lian an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
"Don't give her a chance to rest, Eagle Striker!" Leng organized the remaining eagle cubs to attack again, in a group of three, with the division of labor based on the length of the weapon, the upper, middle, and lower directions, and attacked from three sides. The level of fighting is overwhelming, probably only Ruotong can stand up to this round of eyes.
On the other side, the fisherman chasing Shen Ming also moved with all his strength, and another stick fight started with iron sticks against bamboo sticks.
Shen Ming's advantage lies in his softness, his stick technique is erratic, while the fisherman is good at hard qigong, he goes straight to open and close. In fights, the fisherman still attacks more than defends, and the level of experience and vigor is not comparable to that of a stunned young man like Shen Ming.
Shen Ming was not in a hurry, and retreated while fighting. After about 3 minutes, the fisherman realized that something was wrong. Shen Ming suddenly switched from defense to offense, and did not consider defense in the stick technique. He was not afraid of attacking fishermen. When he seized the opportunity to attack ahead of time, he saw a bamboo thorn trap suddenly popping up beside him.
The fisherman's instinctive change shattered the bamboo thorn, but he was hit by Shen Ming's stick in the chest, and the hard qigong forcefully smashed the bamboo stick in Shen Ming's hand, but he was also thrown 2 meters away by the rebound and fell to the ground.
There was a big hole in the clothes on the chest, exposing the steel-like dark muscles underneath.
"Good boy, so you're here waiting to piss me off." The fisherman sighed to the foreign minister, the analgesia of the shock had disappeared, and Shen Ming's vigorous energy made him admire, Feng Xijue cooperated with Qi Jinjue, Shen Ming Ming has already begun to see the clues... This is only 2 days.
"There are so many of you chasing and killing the two of us, and you still use poison. It's not too much for me to arrange some traps, right?" New stick. This is Master's reminder before the battle, the poison they used is too despicable, it is better not to fight too close.
"Come on, you can use traps if you like. The old man will show you what is invincible! Break!" It burst into rags, he was obviously an old man, and his dark muscles looked really scary.
"It's in the barren mountains, don't explode your clothes, okay? It's weird to see, stay away from me, you're a pervert." Shen Ming scorned.
"That's up to you!" The fisherman shook his arms and stepped forward, waving the iron rod vigorously in his hand, and under the moonlight, a silver hook flew out from the head of the rod, erratically, sealing his throat with blood.
While Shen Ming was retreating, five traps were activated in a row, bamboo thorns, falling rocks, and flying nails came one after another in all directions. Even if the attacker is a big bear, he should hang up without two traps. But in the face of these, the fisherman relied on his monster-like muscles to force himself down. The bamboo thorns were cracked, the falling rocks were shattered, and the flying nails were bent.
Even with the help of traps, Shen Ming would have no chance to succeed in a sneak attack, and he had to beware of the flying fishhooks involved in the stick technique, once caught, his life would be at stake.
Shen Ming's bamboo stick was entangled with fishing lines and silver hooks several times, even if he didn't get close, the fisherman could destroy a large area with a pull, and almost took his bamboo stick out of his hand several times.
"Is it just such a trick? Can't you turn into a monster? Quickly show me!" The fisherman became more and more excited.
The moment the bamboo stick in his hand was completely smashed by Shen Ming, Ni Lin immediately wrapped Shen Ming's right hand and grabbed the head of the fisherman's stick.
The fisherman manipulated the fishing line to continue attacking, and the fishing line wrapped around Shen Ming's hand, driving the hook to fly towards the carotid artery.
When the fisherman thought he had succeeded, the extended black scales even wrapped around Shen Ming's neck, and the hook flew out.
"If you want to see it, I'll show it to you, but don't regret it after watching it." Half of his face was covered by black scales, and Shen Ming no longer had an image of a human being. And in this posture, his qi has also evolved, and there is a set of qigong that is specially suitable for him... that is called Ni Lin Jue, used in conjunction with Feng Xijue... Feng Xi Ni Lin Jue, it came naturally.