Chapter 368 Bloody Battle

"What!"

The man in Taoist robes was horrified. The cold aura in his body was the "Nine Nether Heart Devouring Technique" that he learned from an evil cultivator. To practice this method, you need to eat the hearts of mortals who have reached the master level in martial arts. Each heart you eat can condense one more point of 'Nine Nether Cold Qi', and the practitioner must eat the hearts of at least twenty masters before this method can A small success.

Over the years, after he used his original design to ambush Li Jing and Hongfu Nu, and obtained the "first pot of gold" in his cultivation, he has successively plotted against many martial arts masters. As of today, I have hunted a total of eight masters and eaten eight hearts, and finally cultivated such a wisp of "Nine Nether Cold Qi". I thought that ordinary mortals should be irresistible.

He didn't expect that this man would be able to return his "Nine Nether Cold Qi" intact today. How could he not be shocked?

However, the man in the Taoist robe himself is a practitioner of both martial arts and martial arts. Not only did his martial arts reach the realm of a mortal grandmaster before practicing, but he also ate eight hearts while practicing the "Nine Nether Heart Devouring Technique" and is now at the eighth level of Qi refining. Cultivation.

Therefore, although he was still shocked at the moment, he first turned his skills sharply and hurriedly turned away the cold spiritual power that came from the same source as him. Then he mobilized his whole body's internal strength, turned his palm into a fist, and punched this person in the lower abdomen. go.

The attacker was forced to fight back and block.

boom! With a loud noise, the attacker flew upside down like a kite with its string broken. However, while he was in mid-air, he suddenly hooked a hand on the beam of the ruined temple, and his whole body swung back and forth like a swing.

Then the man raised his right foot, lifting up a wine jar that had been stored in the corner of the temple for who knows how many years, and kicked it towards the swordsman in green clothes beside him.

The swordsman in green clothes finally regained his breath. When he saw the wine jar flying in mid-air, he immediately jumped up and reached out to take it.

He tore off the seal of the wine jar in mid-air, moved his nose slightly, and immediately laughed and said: "What a brat, you are really my confidant, Mr. Yang!"

After saying that, he picked up the huge wine jar, raised his head and said, "Gudong, gudong!" Di Niu started drinking.

After the green-robed swordsman drank all the wine in the jar, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of wine mist and sprinkled it on the rusty broken sword in his hand, causing a slight trembling.

"Hey, little junior brother, hiccup! The master said back then that I, Yang Zhi, was the only one with the word 'crazy'. Today you have to take a closer look!"

After Yang Zhi said this, there was no clarity in his eyes anymore, only a look of madness in his eyes. He held up the three-foot-long broken blade in his hand, and he was as fast as a ghost. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of the man in Taoist robes, and then he thrust the knife out diagonally from bottom to top.

This sword cut through the night sky and cut through the moonlight. Although it did not cause any strange phenomena, if Liang Yan were here, he would definitely lament the power of this sword, which was three points more powerful than Li Xiran's Longhu sword back then!

The face of the man in Taoist robes changed greatly. He could no longer care about the man in black who had sneaked up on him before. He could only use all his strength to pour into the black long knife and fight Yang Zhi head-on.

Ping!

A harsh sound pierced the sky. The man in Taoist robes was bleeding from the tiger's mouth, his teeth were chattering, and he could hardly hold the handle of the knife. However, before he could react, Yang Zhi held the knife in his backhand, drew a circle with the broken blade raised in the air, and slashed at his head again.

This sword was powerful and heavy, and it was even more powerful than the previous sword. The man in Taoist robes didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly waved his sword to block, but he felt a huge force coming from the blade of the sword, causing a burst of blood in his chest to spurt out. Got out.

However, after this mouthful of blood spurted out, the Taoist man's mind became much clearer. He secretly said in his heart:

"Confused! Yang Zhi is unconscious now. Why should I compete with him in terms of skill? It only takes a while and I will kill this person!"

The man in Taoist robes made up his mind and used the "Nine Nether Cold Qi" again. While facing Yang Zhizheng with sword skills, he waited for an opportunity to drive the cold Qi into his body to kill his vitality.

This person is a fellow martial arts practitioner. Now when fighting, he uses the two magical powers together. Instead of facing Yang Zhi head-on, he uses various destructive moves to deal with him.

He does not seek to kill the enemy with one blow, but rather like boiling a frog in warm water, he uses the "Nine Nether Cold Qi" from time to time to cause some minor injuries inside and outside Yang Zhi's body. As long as time goes on, this person will be sure to win.

However, just when he was concentrating on fighting Yang Zhi, the man in black who had attacked him before rushed forward with another arrow. With two blowing palms, he struck directly at his face.

"Boy! What does this matter have to do with you? If you don't retreat quickly, the Taoist Master will spare your life!" the man in Taoist robes shouted angrily.

But the man in black didn't care, and still flew his palms towards his weak spot, using the Tianshan sect's method.

This man in black is naturally Dumb after he wakes up. He has gained the memory of the old monk. Although he still doesn’t know who he is, he also understands some of his past and knows that he had a brief apprenticeship with this monk. Apprenticeship.

When he woke up, he found that the old monk had run out of energy and energy, and then realized that he had spent the last of his life in order to regain some of his memory and skills.

With shock in his heart, Dui saw Yang Zhi and Yang Zhi fighting again. He knew from the old monk's memory that the purpose of this Taoist robe man's coming here was to hunt the old monk.

"Since I have suffered the old monk's karma, I must complete this last thing for him."

This was the only thought in Ah-Dai's mind. Although he knew that his skill was not that of a Grandmaster, this battle was unavoidable!

Seeing Ah-Dai joining the battle group, the man in Taoist robes couldn't help but feel anxious. He suddenly swung the two of them away with a knife, opened his mouth and bit his left thumb, and then lightly wiped it on his neck, and the blood instantly dazzled!

Duan looked at it intently and saw a plum blossom on this man's neck soaked in blood. It turned out to be extremely coquettish!

The man in Taoist robes smiled sinisterly, and suddenly raised his hand and spilled blood. Before the two of them could react, the entire figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he actually appeared behind the two of them, slashing towards their waists with the long black knife!

"Blood Escape Technique!"

For some reason, when he saw the Taoist-robed man spitting out blood, such a word suddenly appeared in Ah-Dai's mind. Immediately afterwards, his body jumped into the sky as if it was an instinctive reaction, and he just managed to avoid the fatal blow.

It's just that although Ah-Dai escaped this attack, Yang Zhi was not as lucky as him. Although he also leaped high into the sky, he was still a beat slower than Dumb's predictable actions. The man in Taoist robes cut him off with a knife, and half of his calf was cut off.

Suffering such pain, ordinary people would probably faint. However, Yang Zhi gritted his teeth and only let out a muffled grunt. Then he slashed at the Taoist-robed man with a backhand knife.

The man in Taoist robes didn't expect him to be so tough, so he hurriedly put away his knife to block it, which made him a little confused. At this moment, Ah-Dai rushed forward again, using up his inner strength, he used both palms to strike at his chest.

puff!

The man in Taoist robes opened his mouth in a hurry, and a wisp of black Qi came out of his mouth. It was the "Netherworld Cold Qi"! This wisp of cold air cut through the sky and stabbed Ah-Dai's forehead.

At this time, Ah-Dai had rushed in front of the man in Taoist robes. When he saw this wisp of "netherworld cold air" coming quickly, he did not retreat but moved forward. He just tilted his head back, letting the wisp of "netherworld cold air" hit the bridge of his nose. It broke, but both palms were still stamped towards the man in Taoist robes.

This move can be said to be extremely wonderful, and it can also be said to be extremely daring, because if Dui had made any mistake, he would probably have his brains burst and fall to the ground dead at this moment.

As for Yang Zhi at this moment, although a section of his right leg was cut off, he still used the broken leg bone to support the ground. He laughed wildly and slashed through the sky with a three-foot-long broken blade, also hitting the waist of the Taoist-robed man. .

"Are these two people desperate for their lives?"

A strange idea suddenly came to the mind of the man in Taoist robes, but he was also a decisive person and knew that there was no way to retreat at this moment, so he had to fight hard.

As the saying goes, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. At this point, retreating means that the road of life and death has disappeared!

Thinking like this, he raised the knife in his right hand and slashed at Yang Zhi. At the same time, he made a fist in his left hand and punched Ah-Dai in the head.

boom!