94. It’s Hard to Tolerate the Dragon, a Tight Net (Part 1)
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The stunning girl usually talks, laughs, and has a free and unrestrained temperament, so she doesn't care much about the title. Normally, I might have to fight with this bad old man for a few words, but with the girl's eloquence, I definitely can't lose.
But at this time, she was concerned about important matters, and unexpectedly the words "grandnephew's wife" entered her ears. With her quick reaction, she knew what it meant. He couldn't help but blush on his cheeks, and a blush appeared on his snow-white skin. Even in the fierce battle and dangerous situation, he was still charming and touching.
Ming Suwen spat: "I'm always old." Added with a big unintentional eye roll, it was even more touching.
Feng Xue laughed three times, straightened his body, jumped up high, and landed in front of the purple dragon that had just been blocked by a round of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Wa Zi was stopped by Hong Jiu, and she was in a state of shock. When she met her old enemy, she opened her huge mouth to swallow him up, and her reaction was unparalleled.
Everyone in Daluoshan was shocked and shouted, "Senior, be careful!"
Unexpectedly, the evil words were about to come, but the old man suddenly shrank to the ground, rolled on the spot and got into Wa Zi's lower jaw. This was a place that the big mouth could not reach. The old man jumped up on the spot, his figure skyrocketed, and he circled and swung out with one arm, - -The body was glowing with purple energy, and a palm print was dug into the soft part of Wa Zi's lower jaw. The force surged up and penetrated into Wa Zi's body from the lower jaw, causing Wa Zi's giant head to fly up with a palm.
Daluoshan Yuzi, who was worried about himself, was dumbfounded. No one could have guessed that it was the old man who made the first move.
Then I remembered that the old man in front of me, who was in his twilight years and couldn't get any worse, was respectfully called the Martial Saint. He was an unparalleled master who played mahjong at the same table as their master. Twenty years ago, this name could command thousands of armies, stir up heaven and earth, and instantly change the pattern of China's land. He is old and dying and has one arm left. He is unimpeded and has the weight of the word "Martial Saint". If there is a rusty and peerless sword, what is deposited may not be thrilling and majestic.
Hong Jiu was so depressed that he stared and murmured to himself: "I beat it for so long and it couldn't move. It was knocked away by your palm. Why did you beat it so early?"
Wa Zi and Feng Xue had been confronting each other for a long time. When it came to taking action seriously, this was the first head-to-head confrontation in several hours.
Among the crowd, only Ming Suwen was the one who lowered his jaw and looked at the footprints on the ground, as if hoping to read the battle trajectory of the ferocious beast from the battle traces, and then confirm it with the knowledge hidden in his heart. , in order to obtain more information in a short period of time. The position he was standing in was capable of fighting and retreating. Yu Fengxue had the ability to continue when he temporarily retreated, and he could take the place at any time and step up to become the second wave of combat power.
The time left for them is not much, and it keeps decreasing.
The peerless beauty and the old man known as the Martial Saint exchanged glances in the chaos, and both could understand the meaning in each other's eyes and the urgency to act immediately.
It was necessary to kill Wa Zi immediately here. On this battlefield, they were the only two people who could understand this.
Both Ming Suwen and Feng Xue knew what kind of evil and deeper demonic nature lurked under the young man's casual appearance.
Feng Xue had directly confronted him and was severely injured as a result. Even though the broken arm was re-separated after being sutured, it has not relapsed so far and is as stable as his state of mind. The so-called phantom limb pain among warriors is nothing more than banquet banquet chatting and laughter for an old man who is in a peaceful state of mind, and has never turned into a reality. Can
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However, that battle that year, and the young man's last demonic gesture of abandoning his sense of evil and having his eyes stained with blood, are still deeply ingrained in his mind and cannot be driven away.
If the old man had ever thought of killing the young man, it was at that time.
Fortunately, the young man always had something in his heart that was enough to overcome his demonic nature. It should be said that he is kind-hearted in nature, or that he has an innocent innocence in his character. There are always things that cannot be explained or can be given a high-sounding name. There should be something simple to maintain his mind in such chaos and support his return to the human world.
Looking at the way he slept, the old man could tell that he had escaped from his demonic nature. He laughed and left.
Even the old man himself didn't know how much redemption he had sacrificed his arm in this battle for the young man.
Today's Mingfei Zhen has a higher level of cultivation, stronger internal strength, and more tenacious will. Unless he encounters an invincible opponent, he will never fall under the spell again. In other words, his opponent must be a monster even higher than Wa Zi in front of him. What Wu Sheng could think of was the ancestral body that gave birth to Long Zi in the legend.
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Regardless of the outcome of the battle after Ming Feizhen becomes possessed, no matter who wins, he or his opponent will inevitably fall into a vicious state that only knows how to fight. As long as the winner comes out - no matter which one - the world will be filled with a mobile natural disaster that cannot be dealt with and only knows how to kill.
If he was in such a dangerous situation, Feng Xue could still put aside everything and call on the remaining soldiers and the emperor's experts -
He knew that the emperor must still have some good tricks hidden in his hands - he might be 30% to 40% sure of killing the biggest disaster that would happen in the world.
However, there was only one dragon left in the evil wave. Immediately it is the best food for the same source of ferocious beasts. The disaster that escapes will definitely feed on the dragons and regain their strength, and then only the situation of total annihilation will remain.
If the situation hadn't been so bad, the old man wouldn't have violated his original intention and taken action.
But Ming Suwen's reason for killing Wa Zi was even simpler.
Because as a person who fights with dragons, he will inevitably become the target of the dragon clan to bite and kill him to death. If the dragon general is defeated, just call the tribe and the dragon son, who is like a clone, will immediately come to help. Anyone who is an enemy of the dragon is not real and will be criticized by the public. Even if Ming Fei really returns from victory, his condition will be unimaginably dangerous. If he encounters Long Zi seeking revenge at that time, he will only die.
She couldn't let Ming Feizhen increase the risk, not even a little bit.
With the same goal in mind, Wa Zi suddenly went from pursuing hard to being beaten by everyone.
Feng Xue penetrated its lower jaw with a powerful palm, but did not stop there. Then a series of attacks with head, elbows, knees and feet, using all possible means, exploded like a storm on the soft parts under Wa Zi's body. He was merciless in taking action, not even a trace of hesitation. Wa Zi didn't even have time to activate her lightning power before she was hit by dozens of heavy blows. It's hard to imagine that it was done by a one-armed old man, he really showed off his martial spirit.
The Martial Saint's name has been famous for decades, but few people have seen him take action with their own eyes. Although the main reason is that the old man has been traveling in southern Xinjiang in recent decades and has rarely traveled to China. However, it is rare for opponents to explain why, and this may be one of the important reasons.
This person's moves are very similar to his master's, full of control over martial arts and rationality, but their essences are completely different.
The old man knew martial arts from birth. On the surface, the internal skills he has practiced appear to be pure and righteous, very much like the Confucian magic skills and mental methods. Who would have thought that his attack would be like wind and fire, taking the hard way of fighting through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. His method of cultivation must be unimaginably harsh. He has trained all hand-eye reactions into his blood and viscera like self-abuse, so that he can decide the best attack route in an instant, like instinct and intuition. No need to think about it.
Their master is another kind of extreme warrior, and he is born with another kind of knowledge.
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The sword light suddenly rose, but Ming Suwen drew out the long sword.
The sword was unmarked and unimpressive in appearance. But at the moment when the sword was unsheathed, Wa Zi retreated from Shaowu as if controlled by instinct.
When Feng Xue saw the sword, he blurted out in surprise: "Luo Tian!"
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