This technique of sealing acupuncture points with one foot is a new martial skill she learned from the technique of sealing her acupoints in Aples. In the past, she could only complete elbow strikes and suppression at most in one breath, but she had absolutely no spare energy to point acupoints, not to mention such an excellent technique of sealing acupoints with internal force.
It is easy and natural to do it today. The transmission of infuriating energy between various acupoints in the body is not only much faster than before, but also more rigid and sharp in nature. closer to her character. It's more free to start. Just now, she was able to pass through the arrow rain and swept to the monster's body in a few breaths, which is the proof.
She didn't know that the new martial arts she had acquired was a magical and unique skill that people in the martial arts dreamed of, but she was delighted: the effect of practicing in her dreams was really good, and her internal strength and martial arts had improved a lot.
Shen Yiren captured the monster, but the ghost warriors dared not move.
"Hahaha, Miss Shen is very talented, but I've been busy coming here."
"Dragon Zaitian?" Shen Yiren nodded towards Long Zaitian who ran over, "Ah, are all the Qilin guards here?"
Long Zaitian laughed heartily: "Look!"
Black-clothed guards poured out from all directions in the forest. These three thousand guards were secret chess guards that accompanied the emperor when he traveled. They were always hidden everywhere. This appearance, the three hundred ghost warriors still in the field are all terrified. They believe that their own people are numerous and powerful, and how can the enemy be defeated by one against ten. Who knows that people are fighting ten against one, and looking at it like this, it is a one-to-one battle, and there are not many masters on their own side, and it is also a loser.
"Yiren! Well done."
Shen Yiren was overjoyed when he heard the words, opened his mouth and said, "Imperial, Uncle, you are safe and sound, that's great." The voice was crisp and very pleasant. She originally commanded the crowd, but she deliberately lowered her voice, but she was overjoyed when she saw the emperor. Everyone was surprised and thought: The voice of this woman who is so brave and forward turned out to be so pleasant.
Both Long Zaitian and the emperor returned.
At this point, finally caught up with the planned steps.
On the other hand, Qi Mei was in a state of confusion, not knowing what was going on.
She guessed Shen Yiren right before going to Luo Siming's place, and immediately spoke up to show her identity, and asked for Luo Siming's help.
But he didn't know that the uncle Zhong Ning who sent Shen Yiren at that time had also drawn up a strategy.
First show the enemy to be weak and draw out all the troops. Destroyed again.
After that, Ming Feizhen returned to the emperor and made a full confession, and finally set a full counterattack on this day.
What I didn't expect was that the monster and the poison king would bring out all the ghost warriors at one time. Fortunately, the troops they prepared were originally designed to deal with Alpolis, so they were completely sufficient.
"how about you?"
When Shen Yiren listened to Mingfei's real plan, she tilted her head and asked. In this plan, it seems that Mingfei really disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't know what to do.
Ming Feizhen said very seriously at the time: "Of course I'm running! My martial arts skills are as bad as shit. You can trample me to death if you step on me in disorder, why don't I run and stay where I am!"
Shen Yiren was speechless at the time.
"I don't know if he hides well or not."
Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Shen Yiren murmured.
That guy's martial arts skills are low, but don't really get slaughtered in the turbulent flow.
The eyes unconsciously searched for the tall shadow of the young man for a few turns, and suddenly said loudly.
"Aples, you forced your way through the border, plundered court tributes, colluded with Luo Yan, a traitor from the Luo family, and gathered a crowd to trouble the south of the Yangtze River. You can't escape justice today."
With a finger of the long sword, the tip of the sword hummed.
"Listen to all heroes, this person is the culprit of all the weird things in the recent past. He is lurking in the Central Plains, and the plotter is huge. Please join us."
She said a word, and the Kirin Guard gradually narrowed the range and gradually approached the center. These unicorn guards were originally used for the decisive battle with Aples, and they knew that the task was arduous. All held their breaths.
Yi Wangyou also said.
"You are making trouble in the White King's Land, and you don't take me Kyushu hero in your eyes. Today, we will see your ghosts, whether we are the opponent of many of us."
Yi Wangyou and others also knew that the time for a decisive battle had finally come. As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to start. The opponent in front of him was one of the world's best masters, one of the goals pursued by a warrior in his life. It's all sublime internal skills, ready to make a move.
Aples sat on the horse, but he didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. He said in a low voice, "It's just you people. You want my life? It's okay to have three times as many people."
"Your strategy of delaying is not good." Dugu smiled: "Your old friend Nanjiang Poison King has already escaped, but you are not so lucky."
Aples said coldly, "It's just me, who would dare to come forward?"
The name of the supreme saint in martial arts shakes the world, who dares to underestimate it? It is natural for many people to rely on more to win, but who dares to be the first person is a lot of thought.
Just as Shen Yiren was about to speak, he heard someone shouting over there: "If you want to hit you first, hit me first, don't pull me. If you don't catch him, is it a joke to find me in trouble next time? You guys? If I beat you, I have to leave first." The person who spoke was the Green King.
Shen Yi and the emperor were both furious and moved their right feet unconsciously, wanting to kick the fat man's ass.
"Don't worry, brother, today we are going to kill this scorpion."
The person who spoke was Luo Siming who brought Shen Yiren here.
The green king said: "Where do you get the confidence?!"
Luo Siming smiled and said, "Because I told you a little lie just now."
The green king was in the fog, and the idiot said something stupid. This is going to be a fight with the Ten Absolute Saints. What does it have to do with lying to you, the most important thing is to save your life.
"This is very important. We are not just waiting for the day to come."
Seeing the blank expression on the green king's face, Luo Siming smiled and said, "It seems that the righteous brother doesn't believe it, please show up."
Before the words fell, a row of objects suddenly flew from the crowd of ghost warriors.
Everyone was on guard for fear that the barbarians in the northern Xinjiang would use hidden weapons. However, the row of things flew straight up, but there was no momentum to fall, and it seemed that it couldn't hurt anyone. When it took off, it was neat and uniform, which was really beautiful. It seems to have been rehearsed a thousand times.
Everyone couldn't understand why, but Elder Shou had sharp eyes and shouted, "That's a human head!"
All the people who heard it exclaimed. At this time, twenty or so blood columns in the crowd of ghost warriors suddenly flew into the sky. But after the head was gone, the blood spurted straight from the chest cavity. Originally, it was very natural for the blood to flow from the head, but these twenty or so people's heads flew too fast, but before the blood flowed. Therefore, the head was already in the air, and the blood spurted up.
Some of the ghost warriors shouted: "Who is it! Who is it! To grandpa—"
The voice stopped abruptly, as if it was cut off by a sword, and another row of heads appeared in the air. No one knows what happened, but this terrible situation has not stopped, the previous row has not fallen, and another row of people's heads are flying. In the rain of blood, row after row of people's heads rose and fell one after another.
Every time a row of people's heads flew up, it was a storm of blood and blood, and more than 20 lives were lost. In an instant, more than half of the ghost warriors suffered casualties.
This situation is really too shocking.
The ghost warriors are by no means weak. Elder Shou and others, who have just fallen into a hard fight, are deeply aware of this. However, this person - if this is something that can be done by a human being - can kill and injure hundreds of people in a short time without showing any trace.
They are still like this, and the ghost warriors are even more panicked.
This attack that came from nowhere, like the sickle of the Yellow Springs messenger, with a flash of sword light, it was the death of Jiuyou.
Cries of anger and despair sounded again and again.
"Master, go!"
"This person is hard to resist. Master, your martial arts have not recovered yet. Let's hold him back! Master, go away!"