When the words fall, people are up!
At this time, the inn was almost completely covered by firelight, and no one came around during the fight between the two sides, as if it was completely silent and empty.
Shen Du flew down with his sword, like a demon who came into the world.
From this appearance, there is no sign of being infested by a hundred tongue strange poison!
When Dongfang Ji heard his self-conscious words, he realized that it was not good, and immediately rose from the ground, and at the same time, he placed the silver hook in front of him with his left hand!
"when!"
There seemed to be a few sparks in the rain! It was Shen Du's Snow Deer Sword's sword tip that pierced into the silver hook's hook blade and dented!
"Bang bang bang!"
Riding the wind down from a high place, it came with the force, and the force hit the Dongfang Ji swiftly back three steps! Every step leaves deep footprints on the muddy ground!
Suddenly, he raised his head again, and met Shen Du's already slightly blood-red eyes!
Enchanted!
Let's kill together, never let it go!
The smile on Shen Du's lips was so careless, yet so vicious, under the madness of the Liuhe Divine Art, all the pain was stripped from the body, and there was something different from the moment in the act of compulsion to kill. The atmosphere didn't match the calmness.
I'm afraid I'm looking for someone who knew him best in the past, and I can't believe that Shen Du in the past has become what he is now.
In exchange for the current he is the previous him, where is the disaster on the demon road
It's a pity that old things cannot be changed.
The sword has always been a weapon, and Shen Du's current state has reached the realm where fingers, palms, fists and claws can be used as weapons, so it is not only Shen Du's sword that is attacking, but also other parts of his body.
With three or two strokes, the Dongfang Ji has been pushed into a corner.
The coldness of the Shangyin Evil on the sword's edge slashed out with the swaying sword energy, climbed up the opponent's arm and meridian, and soon made Dongfang Ji's face pale.
Liuhe Divine Art!
Liuhe Divine Art!
It's all the goddamn Six Harmonies!
Dongfang Ji couldn't understand why Shen Du, who seemed cowardly and easy to bully, had learned such exercises. If he had met early, how could he have been allowed to bully him for years!
But this is not the time to think.
At this moment, a careless distraction may cause him to lose his life!
All he can do is give it a go!
Shen Du certainly learned the Six Harmonies God Art, but this practice is taboo on the demon Dao. The Taoist masters of the demon Dao have practiced the most authentic Heavenly Demon Creation Technique!
And he was passed on by the old Taoist master!
Dongfang Ji was in danger of being cut off by Shen Du's sword, but he forcibly held up the silver hook with both hands, and blocked Shen Du's blow with all his strength.
This moment is his chance!
Demon creation!
This practice seems to have anticipated the predicament that the masters of the demon Taoist will always expect. It has a unique method of counterattack, but it needs to reverse the energy flowing in the meridians around the body as a guide, at the cost of damage to the skills. , so it is not a last resort.
But now I can't help it!
Under the light of the fire, Dongfang Ji's face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted bitterly in this rain curtain!
Cardiac blood vessels protrude between the necks.
There was an unspeakable pain on his face, but the madness in his eyes began to burn!
"Zheng-"
Shen Du turned around and swung his sword backwards like pulling a Tianhe River, and stabbed at him, but the moment the sword hit, he suddenly lost his target!
The Oriental Halberd turned into a thick black shadow, escaping into the darkness!
"Brush Lala..."
The rain in the middle of the night gradually became heavier.
The fighting in the burning inn behind him has gradually ceased, but there is a faint sound of horse hooves in the distance, and it seems that many people have arrived.
Standing in the rain holding a sword, Shen Du looked towards the dark shadows on the other three sides, but apart from the sound of rain and shouts of killing, there was no sound.
But he knew that Dongfang Ji was still there.
He used the hidden power of the Heavenly Demon Creation Technique, which was almost like a soul-burning blow, to hide in a certain place in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to take his life!
"Tattoo..."
The sound of hoofs is closer.
After all, there are more and more elite people in the Demon Dao. At this moment, the Tianshui Alliance has been slaughtered.
Someone saw the person coming from a distance.
At that moment, he shouted: "Someone is coming from the right way!"
"Quick, go to the front!"
"The devil is not going to die quickly!"
…
One after another, the shouting and shouting suddenly came up, and there was a voice that was already a few years old but still full of anger, which sounded familiar.
At the moment when the voice sounded, Shen Du turned his head in the direction of the voice, seeming a little surprised and distracted.
So this is the moment!
A faint silver light rushed out from the fire behind him, turned into a galloping electric light, and hit Shen Du Hou's heart!
"Pfft!"
The sharp silver hook penetrates the human body instantly!
The fishy blood gushed out in response to the sound, dyeing the silver light on the silver hook red, and also dyeing the rainwater dripping on the ground red.
The reappeared Dongfang Ji was attached to Shen Du's back like a gangrene attached to the bones. At the moment when the sneak attack succeeded, an unbelievable ecstasy emerged from the bottom of my heart.
Then he laughed grimly.
With a flick of his wrist, he would pull away the silver hook that penetrated Shen Duhou's heart to give him another fatal blow!
But he didn't expect that he pulled it hard, but he couldn't pull the silver hook away!
The sharply curved hook body seems to be stuck by something hard, and it seems to be tightly clenched by some stronger force!
The intuition developed in the life and death crisis over the years made Dongfang Ji instantly realize that something was wrong.
But at this time, Shen Du, who had his back turned to him, uttered a sentence that was enough to disturb his mind at this moment: "I guess, Gu Zhao must also tell you that his son is coming?"
"what… "
Almost subconsciously, Dongfang Ji's surprised voice blurted out.
It's just that before he could understand the huge and amazing secret hidden in the word "also" Shen Du, an icy coldness penetrated from his front to his back.
Dongfang Ji actually felt a little dazed.
He lowered his head, only to see the azure blue blade of the Snow Deer Sword passing through his abdomen, and the bright red blood dyed the blade into a mysterious deep purple!
It was only later that he realized that he had been tricked.
At such a critical moment, after all, it is also a big man who has been the Taoist master of the Demon Dao for ten years. How could Shen Du make such a mistake of underestimating the enemy
That just sold him a flaw.
And he has the power of heaven and magic, and he can't delay it for a long time. It is inevitable that he will lose his judgment and easily fall into the trap he deliberately set.
When his silver hook was wedged into Shen Duhou's heart, the Palace of Kings of Hell also opened its door to him.
So at the moment when he was distracted by the words related to Gu Zhao, Shen Du effortlessly stabbed him with a backhand sword!
He didn't even look back.
With incomparable confidence, in this sword meeting, this sword will determine success or failure!
He is truly insane...
Even at the cost of losing half of his life, he had to kill him!
"puff!"
When the sword was withdrawn, it was ruthless and emotionless.
The blood on his abdomen suddenly splattered outside, and Dongfang Ji stumbled a few steps before he could stand still, his eyes blurred, and he fell to the ground.
His silver hook was still behind Shen Du.
It's just that Shen Du couldn't feel it at all. Holding the Snow Deer Sword in his hand, he didn't take the approaching righteous people seriously at all, and just walked towards the East Halberd step by step.
At this moment, the memory suddenly began to flow backwards.
Shen Du laughed: "Senior Brother Dongfang, I am still grateful to you."
The power of Binghan's Liuhe Divine Art has completely destroyed all the meridians in Dongfang Ji's body through the sword just now, making him tremble with pain and cold.
He watched Shen Du approach him, but couldn't escape at all.
In the vision blurred by the rain, the expression on Shen Du's face was so similar to that night ten years ago!
"Do you know how they died?"
"After being injured, they were only badly injured and fell on the steps. Do you think that I didn't continue chasing you that night because you injured them, and I will definitely stay and save them as a waste? "
"NO, I have not… "
While speaking, his footsteps had come to him, and he stared at him condescendingly, as if watching all the hatred and clouds of the past.
Bend over and press the person into the muddy water.
The icy sword cut through the blood on Dongfang Ji's neck, watching the hot blood suddenly rush, watching him twitching and struggling as he covered his neck in pain, but his face was numb and indifferent.
Then Shen Du's voice became lighter, in the collapsed ruins of the inn, in the cold rain, and in the sound of horses' hooves that were approaching behind him, it was like the twilight on a cliff in the sky: "I just Stand and see them just like you are now, wide-eyed, struggling to the ground, drained of blood..."
They don't understand at all.
Or rather, don't care at all.
If Dongfang Ji really became the new Daoist of the Demon Dao that day, then what awaits him is just a dead word. In their eyes, only the Way of Demons is important. Everything else seems to be able to give up.
If so, why couldn't he abandon them
The Liuhe Divine Art, which had been pushed to the extreme, gradually disappeared, and all kinds of pain returned to him. At this time, Shen Du suddenly felt that he was still alive.
"The devil Shen Du, how dare you attack the Tianshui Alliance!"
"Look at it!"
"Heaven, it's the leader of Young Master Chi!"
…
The righteous people who have come from afar at some point have surrounded this ruined inn layer by layer. Retreat.
Hearing the voice, Shen Du turned around, and saw a group of people coming aggressively. The leader was not someone else, but Lu Fan, the owner of Xiefeng Villa, whom he had seen at Tianji Temple not long ago.
He swayed, but didn't fall.
Lu Fan looked at the breathless "Chi Yin" behind him, and his expression was so gloomy that he couldn't see the extreme: "Bold monster, Young Master Chi has no grievances with you, but you are so cruel! If you forgive you today, I will be the world. Where is the axiom of martial arts? Do it!"
There is no time for anyone to explain at all, and there is absolutely no intention to listen to them. Lu Fan's behavior was not at all surprising to Shen Dupai.
He even knew exactly why Lu Fan came.
It's just that he didn't expect that the timing of the arrival would be so coincidental, so wonderful, that it seemed like he had come right on time.
On the contrary, the person who should have come, at this time, has no trace at all.
A new group of people gathered around, but they seemed to know how powerful Shen Du was, and didn't dare to get too close to him, but they also completely cut off the possibility of others from the Demon Dao coming to save him.
Yao Qing and others fought hard, but they couldn't get out of the siege.
Long arrows, hidden weapons, and flying hooks and ropes were thrown out of the crowd one after another, and they frequently attacked Shen Du.
Some from the left, some from the right, some from the front...
I don't even know when, there are people coming up from the rear.
No matter how powerful the Liuhe Divine Art is, Shen Du is only one person, and his two fists are still incomparable to four hands. How can he stand alone under the siege of so many people when he is seriously injured
Brush Lala...
Stormy weather!
Everyone stepped on the muddy ground with messy footsteps, deliberately disturbing all of Shen Du's perceptions. The sword could cut all kinds of hidden weapons, but it couldn't prevent the sudden attack from under their feet!
"Hula!" One, accompanied by the heavy sound of gold and iron colliding, an iron rope coming from an unknown direction tripped him to the ground at the moment when dozens of hidden weapons were hitting Shen Du at the same time!
"boom!"
His already scarred body fell into the muddy water and wanted to stand up on the ground with his sword, but one after another iron rope quickly followed, completely crushing him to half knees, unable to stand up again!
A bit of joy flashed in Lu Fan's eyes.
All the masters brought out this time also completely grasped the timing.
In a flash of cold light, a brutal siege seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
At this moment, Lu Fan even imagined that the arrogant and disgusting demon Taoist Lord Shen Du knelt at his feet and begged for mercy. appearance.
But the next moment, the smile froze on his face!
Seeing that all the poisoned hidden weapons were about to fall on Shen Du, who had no resistance, a snow-white figure descended from the sky!
The large monk sleeves roll up in the wind and rain!
Those dozens of sharp hidden weapons had already been put into their sleeves, and when they were gently shaken to the ground, they had become a pile of twisted scrap iron!
"Amitabha!"
A compassionate Buddha's name, accompanied by the monk's palms folded in salute, a snow-white monk's robe has an inviolable awe in this desolate and desolate city, he is holding an umbrella, and the wind and rain seem to be unable to wet any of his clothes. horn.
The eyes of wisdom are lowered, and it is peaceful and peaceful.
Everyone was stunned: first, because of the monk's sudden appearance, second, because of his unpredictable cultivation base that he just revealed, and third, because of his high status and should not intervene in this matter!
Tianji Zenyuan, Hui monk is very good!
How could he be here? !
Lu Fan's expression changed instantly, looking at the monk's unmoved and peaceful brows, his heart was filled with all kinds of astonishment, but in an instant it turned into endless anger, and he couldn't hold back his stern voice for a while: "I'm righteous and evil. Disputes, Master Shanzai suddenly intervenes, what is the intention?!"
"Tianji Chanyuan is a hundred miles in diameter, you can't move in battle, and you can't raise swords and soldiers."
Shanzai's clear eyes fell on Lu Fan's face and glanced at him, but he did not see his anger at the moment.
"This place is within a hundred miles, and the poor monk should intervene."
Can't fight for a hundred miles
It has always been rumored that Tianji Temple has a terrifying stele, and if you see the stele of cessation, you must stop it, but that's just in front of the Bukong Mountain Gate!
Lu Fan had never heard of such bullshit rules!
His suddenly gloomy and cold eyes stared at Shanzai, he sneered, and asked with endless anger: "What a domineering rule! Forgive Lu Mou's ignorance, he had never heard of it before today! I don't know! When did your academy set this rule, and who set it?"
At this time, Zenzai only remembered the answer in front of the mountain gate.
"As soon as this is gone, it is to move the ordinary mind, break through the empty door, and all the past practices are in vain. Good thing, have you thought about it?"
But what to think about
Under the watchful eyes of all the people, the monk only turned around and placed the blue oil-paper umbrella in his hand beside the muddy and embarrassed demon, just to shield him from all the wind and rain.
When their eyes met, they pursed their lips lightly.
But without any extra words, he just turned around and faced countless faces with swords and swords in front of him, holding the Buddha beads lightly, and replied with a smile: "Just now, I decided."