The Wuqing epee weighed at least a hundred catties, and the vast spiritual power was like a jack on the top, shaking the stone bricks at the foot of Shenlou to pieces.
Zhu Jiangchun rescued his younger brother, and the three separated immediately. According to the original plan, they continued to use the flat sand sword to roll up the dust to cover their eyes. Zishu was used as a bait to lure the people to the southwest, and they were like shepherd dogs driving sheep, driving people to the bamboo forest.
"Stay still." Lin Xin threw his junior on the roof and jumped down to help.
He Liuhun has a square head, big ears, wide eyes and a high nose, and his body is bigger than ordinary people. In ancient times, there was a giant, one foot wide and three feet long, who could collapse mountains with a loud cry. This He Liuhun seemed to be the descendant of that giant, as if he had inexhaustible strength, he swung the hundred-jin sword like a willow branch.
Shen Lou circulated his spiritual power, pushed away the epee, and moved three steps away in an instant.
"Hey hey!" He Liuhun gave a rough laugh, and chased after Shen Lou, and cut him head-on again, but Shen Lou barely avoided it.
If it was Shen Lou in his heyday, let alone one He Liuhun, he would not be afraid of three. But now he is still a young man with insufficient spiritual power and impaired spirit. The strength he can use is less than 30% of what he used to be, so it is very difficult to deal with it.
"Hey, big fool!" Lin Xin's sword light came suddenly, from bottom to top, straight to He Liuhun's crotch.
He Liuhun immediately let go of the sword that was slashing at Shen Lou, and raised his leg to avoid the sword light.
"Tsk, so you barbarians are also afraid of hitting your crotch." Lin Xin tried his best to learn from Zhu Xingli's insidious tricks;
"Shen Lou, help!" Lin Xin shouted.
Shen Lou Yujian came and scooped him up, "I'll lure him, you start the battle."
"Okay." The two separated suddenly near the bamboo forest, Shen Lou turned around and fought He Liuhun from the ground to the sky.
Yujian's fight was extremely exhausting, Tianling Gai suddenly felt a stabbing pain, Shen Lou's hand holding the sword was deflected, He Liuhun's epee rubbed against his shoulder and sliced off, cutting off half of Shen Lou's sleeve. Biting the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, Shen Lou raised his breath and swept the horizontal sword flatly.
He Liuhun didn't take it seriously at first, and didn't stand up to resist with his sword. Unexpectedly, the sword's aura was so strong that he felt the rush of the wind and rain when he swept to his side, but it was too late to dodge. The thick lower abdomen was cut open, and blood spurted out. Shen Lou stepped on He Liuhun's chest and kicked him out of the air.
Lin Xin held a piece of deer glass in his hand and quickly absorbed it. He only waited for this moment, and formed a lotus seal with both hands, instantly entering the thirteen magic formulas into the formation.
"Boom—" The ancient killing array was activated, and the three stacking swords and Zi Shu quickly fled, but Shen Lou was grabbed by the calf by He Liuhun who suddenly rebounded, and brought him down together.
"Shen Lou!" Lin Xin rushed over with his sword, the formation had already opened, and the entire bamboo forest seemed to have fallen into a stone mill hell, all the creatures were pulled in and smashed into pieces.
Lin Xin didn't go to pull Shen Lou, but cut He Liuhun's arm decisively, cutting off his whole hand.
Shen Lou escaped smoothly, turned the flying sword, pulled Lin Xin up and ran away. They rushed so hard that they fell to the ground together and rolled around in their arms.
"Are you okay?" Lin Xin sat up and helped Shen Lou to check.
Shen Lou lowered his eyes, relieved a severe headache, and then raised his head calmly, "I'm fine."
The eyes of the formation were poured with flesh and blood, as if some kind of superposition formation had been opened, and the red light was shining brightly, soaring straight into the sky.
Lin Xin raised his head and looked over, he was suddenly relieved, but at the same time he felt a little doubtful. Back then, the master desperately activated the killing array to kill all these barbarians, and he must have used thirteen magic formulas in an instant. But when he saw Master, Zhu Xingli's arms were broken, so what happened
At this moment, Jian Zhong sitting on the roof exclaimed: "Be careful!"
At the place where the red light gathers, He Liuhun, who has lost one hand, rushes over with his sword drenched in blood like a ghost crawling out of hell.
"Get out of the way!" Shen Lou pushed Lin Xin away, drew a perfect circle with the sword, and poured almost all the spiritual power into the spirit sword.
"Boom boom boom—" He Liuhun's red light collided with Shen Lou, and all the surrounding stone slabs, plants and trees were turned into dust.
The light dissipated, and neither of them could do anything to the other. He Liuhun suddenly dropped the epee and grabbed a talisman that looked like jade but not gold with his remaining hand. The talisman was painted with strange blue and black patterns, and a round bead was embedded in the center, as if polished by human bones, with a ghostly aura.
When Lin Xin saw He Liuhun slapping the bead towards Shen Lou, his eyes cracked. Although it was not the same as what was sucked from Shen Lou back then, he would never mistake it, it was a spirit devourer!
Flying forward, he clasped his hands together, trapping the Devourer tightly between his palms.
"Trust letter!"
"Don't come here!" Lin Xin gritted his teeth, reversed the spiritual vein, and drew his own soul power to wrap his hands. Devouring spirits can devour spiritual power, but not soul power. A desperate attempt turned out to be useful!
He Liuhun was also taken aback, and then became annoyed, grabbing Lin Xin's hand.
"Kacha" Lin Xin heard a crisp sound, and the pain of broken bones came from his forearm, which made him cry out in pain, and slapped the spirit devourer on He Liuhun's body.
Shen Lou's sword light also arrived at the same time, chopping off He Liuhun's entire arm along the shoulder and neck.
"It's you—" Lin Xin threw his sword like crazy, and threw himself on He Liuhun. The unbroken hand turned into a claw, and tightly clasped He Liuhun's head.
The barbarian who had lost his spiritual power was powerless to resist, and Lin Xin directly grabbed his soul and crushed him to pieces.
Shen Lou stood three steps away and watched this scene, without taking any action to stop it. The events of that year are already very clear. It was these barbarians who occupied Yanqiu and devoured Zhu Xingli's spirit. Lin Xin ended Master's life in desperation, and happened to be rushed to pick up the Jin Wuwei who had returned to the palace. I looked straight at it.
All of this was the beginning of Lin Xin's fall into the abyss.
Ka Ka Ka Bo -
The murderous aura of the big formation was too strong, which triggered a celestial phenomenon, and it rained heavily in an instant. The rainwater mixed the flesh and blood in the bamboo grove into slurry, washing away the frightened dead body, and soaking Lin Xin who was kneeling on the ground.
Shen Lou walked over, stretched out his hand, took the man over, and held his severed arm to examine.
Lin Xin simply leaned on him, raised his head, and let the bean-sized raindrops fall into his eyes, turning into hot tears, rolling down and splashing into blood mud.
He is no longer a master-killer.
He is no longer a poor wretch who is loved and wanted by no one.
His master, can survive.
Shen Lou connected his arm, looked down at Lin Xin's red eyes, "Is it too painful?"
"Hey..." Lin Xin sneered, and squinted at him, "Yeah, it hurts badly, give me a whirr."
Shen Lou really held up his severed arm and blew on it solemnly.
Lin Xin couldn't help laughing, his nose became sore while laughing, and couldn't help cursing: "Shen Qingque, are you fucking sick? Are you so nice to everyone?"
This accusation came for no reason, Shen Lou lowered his eyes, watching the raindrops trickle down Lin Xin's fair chin to the back of his hand, with the warmth that a heavy rain shouldn't have, slowly said: "It's only good for you. "
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