Chapter 52: Kuixing Kicks with Bronze Skin and Iron Bones
General Zhenling seemed to have a premonition of something.
The face covered by the iron armor completely changed.
It’s just...
Kunlun’s punch was unreserved, almost a life-for-life hand.
It was in mid-air again, and couldn't help itself at all, so it could only let itself crash into the astonishing cyclone.
Buzz!
Clap it with one palm.
Pure Aoki aura enveloped him.
Zhenling General has stayed here for hundreds of years, relying on the Yin Qi surging underground in Pingshan to nourish himself, so that he can remain incorruptible and even retain a trace of his sanity.
But at this moment, it was the sinister and deadly energy that dragged it to death.
Once I encountered Aoki's spiritual energy.
Like white snow under the scorching sun.
It melted away in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.
For the first time in hundreds of years, he felt the pain that penetrated his bones.
A shrill, beast-like scream came from his throat.
I almost couldn’t even hold the euphorbia in my hand.
The remaining impact of the punch was not gone, and its body rubbed against Chen Yulou and hit the cliff behind him heavily.
Only a thunderous roar was heard.
Cracks spread out in all directions on the rock wall.
It's like a big network of ravines.
"Roar——"
The dark iron heavy armor on his body was almost in pieces.
The death energy in the flesh and blood can no longer be suppressed.
It continued to seep out from between the fish's scales and armor, and black mist billowed all over its body, making it look indescribably terrifying.
It can't even be remembered.
How many years has it been since I suffered such a serious injury?
Even, it is not even Kunlun's two punches, it is already a zombie body, not far away from the legendary bronze armored corpse.
Even if you break the armor.
It cannot be seriously injured either.
What really made it aware of the shadow of death was Chen Yulou's palm.
The weird aura perfectly restrained its corpse aura.
The Bronze Armored Corpse has no place to display its abilities.
It can only be reduced to a target.
Zhenling’s eyes flickered. At this time, he had already thought of escaping.
If he retreated to Hades, there might be a way to survive.
What a pity...
How could Chen Yulou and the others give it a chance?
The moment it broke free from the crack in the stone and fell to the ground.
A sudden shout came from the night, and the Partridge Whistle, which blended itself into the shadow, finally waited for the best opportunity.
He jumped up in one step, his body was light and agile, not allowing birds to fly.
A whip kick to Zijin Guan.
This kick was like a meteor chasing the moon, as heavy as a mountain, and it kicked hard towards the big vertebrae of General Zhenling's vest.
Click!
A scalp-numbing bone explosion sounded.
General Zhenling felt as if his whole body had been cut off at the waist. He could no longer hold on and was thrown forward heavily.
Boom.
There was dust on the ground.
The ferocious armor on his face was also shaken off and rolled to the side.
Revealing a gloomy, ferocious, wolf-like face.
"Brother Dao, what a great trick!"
Seeing this scene.
Even Chen Yulou couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
This should be Kuixing Kick Dou who moved the mountain gate.
It is said that this unique skill is the most effective in dealing with rigor mortis. One kick is used to remove large vertebrae.
No matter how vicious it is, it will never be able to do so.
Before, the old raccoon head of the ancient raccoon monument was cut off and killed by him in advance. He failed to see the secret technique of moving mountains.
He felt quite regretful.
Unexpectedly, I saw it today.
I have to say that Kuixing’s kicks are indeed fierce and fierce, unparalleled.
Among the four factions fighting against each other.
Everyone has their own way of dealing with Zongzi.
The black donkey's hoof is used to touch gold, the ink fountain and glutinous rice are used to make mounds, and his Xiling faction absorbs the strengths of each faction.
Mo Dou Nuomi, Chenzhou Corpse Suppressing Talisman, Black Dog Blood, Corpse Wrapping Net, Corpse Binding Rope.
But the method is the most drastic, and simple and crude means even moving the mountain gate.
Dingshidan and Kuixing kicking and fighting are nothing more than this.
"Brother Chen is overly complimentary."
Partridge Whistle walked out of the shadows.
Hearing his praise, he just waved his hand.
However, thinking back to the kick I just made, it was indeed the right time and the right place.
Don't talk about Zhenling General.
Even the legendary Pingshan Corpse King can only be beheaded and wait to die.
"What are you waiting for, tie him up!"
Chen Yulou knew that his personality had always been like this. The silence was even dull.
Not much to say.
He just looked back at the Xieling bandits and gave instructions in a deep voice.
Several people have long been fooled by the methods of the two leaders and Kunlun.
After being drunk by him, they came back to their senses, grabbed the corpse net and the corpse rope, rushed to the Zhenling general who was limp as mud, and instantly wrapped it into a rice dumpling.
The armor covering is gone.
At this moment, its face, which was obviously different from that of the Han people, was completely exposed to the group of people.
However.
Chen Yulou only glanced at it and his eyes fell on it.
What a pair of eyes that is.
Dark, brutal, bloodthirsty, and cold.
It is completely unimaginable how many people he has killed to have such a pair of eyes that regard human life as nothing.
However, at this moment, there was obviously a bit more fear in those dark pupils.
Even if you have been dead for many years.
But there is still a desperate fear of death.
Especially when it saw Chen Yulou approaching him step by step, it seemed to know that its death was approaching and was struggling desperately.
Unfortunately, the head, neck, shoulders, knees, hands and feet were all tied up with the corpse ropes.
A total of seven strong old guys held him tightly outside.
Just let it have the ability to reach the sky.
There is no way to escape even half a step.
"Copper skin and iron bones, gold body and silver body."
"I'll give you another hundred years, and I'm afraid you'll really be able to step into the realm of bronze armor."
I walked up to him and looked at the face so close that it became twisted and hideous because of fear.
Chen Yulou suddenly murmured in a low voice.
Seems to be talking to himself.
In the Xiling faction.
There are many records of rigor mortis.
Common rice dumplings, whether black, white, living or dead, can only be regarded as the lowest level of walking corpses.
Like General Zhenling, he is able to speak and act, and even retains a trace of sanity.
It’s already considered a zombie level.
Be able to practice with the help of the Yin energy of the earth veins and the death energy in the tomb.
There are four grades of copper, iron, gold and silver.
At this moment, with the help of the surrounding wind lanterns, he could see at a glance the strange color of Zhenling General's skin, which was like patina, from under the broken heavy armor.
It is clearly a sign that we are about to step into the copper skin.
By then you will truly be invulnerable.
That’s why he felt this way.
However, it was unlucky to meet him and Partridge Whistle today.
A man possesses the secret technique of kicking and fighting.
The other one is a cheating immortal cultivator.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that its death was not unjust.
“You have lived long enough, so don’t live any more. Dust will return to dust, it is better to go to hell as soon as possible.”
"What do you think?"
Thought of this.
Chen Yulou’s last bit of patience disappeared.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.
When it fell into General Zhenling’s eyes, he suddenly felt like he was seeing a devil.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
But the next moment.
A cold light swept over it, illuminating its dark pupils as white as snow.
I closed my eyes subconsciously.
Then, a sound like cutting white paper sounded in its ears. It seemed to have thought of something, and it looked down with its eyes wide open.
The only thing he saw was the person who scared him to his core.
Holding the spurge that had been with it for many years, he slowly pulled it out from his throat, bringing up a pool of dark blood with a splashing sound.
What else does it want to say.
But I can’t say it anymore.
Only a few vague sobs remained.
Then he fell down heavily and lost any breath.
Chen Yulou lightly avoided the splattering blood and looked down at the euphorbia in his hand.
As he expected.
It is stained with countless blood, and it has been cultivated in the Bottle Mountain for hundreds of years.
It has become a vicious weapon!
Most people wouldn't be able to touch it, but not Kunlun.
The boy's energy and blood were so strong that he had never seen before, and he could easily suppress a fierce force.
Not to mention.
With Euphorbia, Kunlun's strength can also reach a higher level.
It’s a pity that the heavy armor was broken.
Otherwise, wearing armor and carrying a halberd will definitely be an invincible weapon in the world.
Glancing at the expectant figure beside him, Chen Yulou did not waste any time and threw the euphorbia into Kunlun's hand with a smile.
"It's yours."
(End of this chapter)