"Heavy armor?!"
Not far away.
The old foreigners were all startled by the sound of the iron leaves interlacing.
Wait until you see the iron armor shaken out of Kunlun's hand.
The dark color of the group was even more shocking.
Although this heavy armor was also made from the Hundred-foot Earth Dragon under Shijun Mountain.
But except for Li Shuguo himself in Honeycomb Mountain and a group of craftsmen selected from Chenjiazhuang, others are not aware of its existence.
After all, as soon as it was released, I rushed hundreds of miles away and was sent back to the village overnight.
Chen Yulou personally sealed it into the secret room of the Guanyunlou crypt.
It’s Kunlun himself.
It was also in Changsha City that I learned the Qixing Heng Kung Fu from Old Shen Tou. After returning to Zhuangzi, I saw that heavy armor for the first time.
And this way.
Kunlun never took it out to show anyone.
So, this is the first time they met the old foreigner.
At this moment...
Dozens of steps apart.
Dense fog shrouded the night.
But looking at it, the cold light above the armor, the mirage flowing, and the aura like a dragon and tiger cannot be concealed at all.
Especially the old foreigners.
The moment the heavy armor appeared.
He only felt that the dragon's bow in his hand was still and vibrating, accompanied by a faint roar of a dragon.
"Is this...dragon armor?"
His pupils dilated and he reacted suddenly.
Everything that happened that day in Longtan Mountain also appeared in my mind like a movie.
Shopkeeper Chen beheaded the black dragon queen.
Peel the skin, remove the shape and bones.
In the end, I got a demon tendon, dozens of blood and essence, countless dragon meat and... one hundred and thirty-two dragon scales.
Jiao tendons are used to make Red Girl’s nine-section whip and his dragon shooting bow.
Essence and blood are used as medicinal stones.
The dragon meat was eaten by a group of hundreds of people.
Only the dragon scales were missing.
Looking at the dazzling cold light reflected from the heavy armor in Kunlun's hand, the unknown things suddenly disappeared.
Those dragon scales were clearly made into scale armor.
Crash——
Holding the dragon armor with one hand, Kunlun shook slightly.
In an instant, a tidal crashing sound could be heard. For a moment, Yang Fang felt as if he had returned to the waterfall in Funiu Mountain, Luoyang.
Back then, his master Jin Abacus took him into the deep mountains to search for the Dragon Point Point.
Finally all the way into the hinterland.
Arrived at the foot of the thousand-foot cliff.
Riding a bamboo raft and floating in the Black Dragon Pond, looking up at the waterfall that was at least tens of feet high, I felt thunder falling in my ears.
Until returning to the bottom of the mountain.
The sound of water seems to be imprinted in my mind.
Unexpectedly, after many years, I heard similar noise again, and it actually came from a piece of heavy armor.
"Kunlun, are you confident about charging into the battle?"
Chen Yulou looked at him with his hands behind his hands, a smile in the corner of his eyes.
When I was far away in Pingshan.
He just thought about it one day.
Create a human weapon with your own hands, and use your flesh and blood to suppress the terrifying existence of demons.
Therefore, Kunlun did not want to practice Taoism, and he never stopped him.
Instead, he specially ordered the treasurers of the Chen family, who were scattered throughout the Three Hunan and Four Rivers, to inquire about the Henglian Kung Fu passed down by various sects and sects in the rivers and lakes.
Just wanted to see it.
The limit of flesh and blood, the end of martial arts.
Is it really what you think?
Not only can he tear apart tigers and leopards alive, but he can also suppress big monsters?
Now, this scene can finally be staged.
As a demon slave guarding the remains of the snake god, Snow Wolf is extremely powerful and invulnerable. He can easily hunt tigers and elephants. He is definitely the top hunter in the black desert.
Although the breath may not be as good as it was at its peak.
But even Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner brother and sister could only return without success after joining forces.
In fact, it explains everything.
“Shopkeeper, don’t worry.”
Kunlun nodded heavily.
"Okay."
"Feel free to charge, I, your shopkeeper, will protect the formation for you."
Seeing this.
Chen Yulou
While talking.
He has already put on the heavy dragon scale armor.
Several wind lanterns were placed on the ground in the distance, and the light shone on him through the snake bones that had not been completely put together in the open space.
A figure of two meters tall.
Completely covered by iron armor.
Just standing there gave people a feeling of oppression that was almost suffocating.
Just like the legendary god general.
Especially from the armor covering the face, only a pair of eyes are exposed. The cold light flows on the helmet, and the gaze sweeps across, cold, murderous, and terrifying.
"Is this... still Kunlun?"
"Put it among the rocks, and this momentum alone will leave a page in the military book."
"Book of War? Such a human weapon, specializing in killing, would have been the reincarnation of a general in the sky in ancient times, almost on par with the legendary Yellow Turban Warrior."
Just put on heavy armor.
In an instant, Kunlun's momentum changed suddenly. Even if they stood in front of him and spent hundreds of days and nights together, it was difficult for Yang Fang and others to see any trace of the past in him.
It seems that something is wrong.
Even Partridge Whistle, who was meditating in concentration, slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes fell on the tall and mighty figure, and there was a bit of horror in the depths of his pupils.
This is the Kunlun he has never seen before.
He himself is a practitioner of Taoism and martial arts. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and now he is practicing Taoism.
It can be said that he is the most qualified person to judge which of the two is stronger and weaker.
He also secretly compared it.
But in his opinion, martial arts has its limits. Even the legendary martial arts saints and warriors in martial arts can't transcend life and death.
As for cultivating the Tao, it is possible to shatter the void and soar in the daytime.
It is self-evident which one is strong and which one is weak.
But...
Looking at that figure now.
For the first time, there was a trace of doubt in his heart.
It seems that with extreme martial arts, it may not be impossible to kill demons!
Moreover, there has always been a question in his mind. As Chen Yulou's absolute confidants, Huamaguai and Miss Hong have both embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
Why did I choose Kunlun? I still followed the path of martial arts.
As a practitioner of the golden elixir realm.
He should know the difference between the two better than anyone else.
It's just that he kept this question in his heart and never asked it.
Now, Partridge Whistle finally understood something vaguely.
Maybe from the beginning.
What Chen Yulou planned for him was the road to invincibility in martial arts.
Dong Dong Dong——
As he pondered.
Kunlun, who was covered in armor, had already pulled out the great halberd stuck on the ground and strode out. His footsteps resounded in all directions, and his scales and armor were intertwined, like thunder.
Gudong——
Seeing this scene.
Yang Fang and the old foreigner didn't dare to think any more.
One is holding a whip in his hand, and his figure is like smoke, following closely behind him, his eyes always falling on the demon not far away.
As for the old foreigner, the dragon-shooting bow in his hand has once again been drawn to the shape of a full moon.
Three arrows in a row were placed on the bowstring.
Air machine lock.
A majestic aura is gathering momentum.
He is waiting, waiting for the most suitable moment, and the three arrows will be shot.
One punches the eye, the other seals the way back, and the last one pierces the wound in the demon's abdomen.
In just a short moment, he had simulated the trajectory of each arrow in his mind.
“Broken!”
While he was concentrating on thinking.
A loud shout suddenly exploded in my ears.
Looking up.
Kunlun, who was wearing armor and holding a halberd, had appeared outside the demon. With an angry roar, he swept directly towards it with the halberd he was holding tightly.
Boom——
There is nothing fancy about this halberd.
It’s all about taking action.
The cold light shines brightly on the euphorbia, and the murderous aura is overwhelming, carrying a destructive momentum, as if half of the sky is about to be pierced.
Feel the shocking killing energy.
There was also a look of horror in the eyes of the demon floating in the night sky, like two bloody lanterns.
That killing move from Partridge Whistle before.
Looks weak.
But it is the first being that can hurt it in countless years.
Especially those Tantric scriptures are still melting the demonic energy on its body, tearing it bit by bit and aggravating the injury, and the pain is almost reaching the bone marrow, making it miserable.
But at this moment. Comes from a keen sense of danger.
Let it no longer dare to care about others.
Raised a pair of sharp claws and took various shots at the spurge.
Boom!
One black and one white.
Two completely different breaths collided.
Partridge Whistle’s heart sank.
He knows better than anyone how terrifying the power of demons is.
Besides, the demon wolf just slapped it casually.
The contempt and disdain in those eyes.
He was never regarded as an opponent from beginning to end.
I am afraid that in its eyes, I am no more than an ant.
But things are different now.
After being injured, the demon wolf was obviously completely angered and murderous.
You can see the clues from this shot.
The feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai is really uncomfortable.
Up to now, he felt that there was a depression under his chest and his blood was not flowing smoothly.
Even if you just take a breath, you will feel a tingling sensation like a knife as it flows through your chest.
"I'm afraid..."
Hold your breath and concentrate.
At this moment, not only him, but also Yang Fang and the old foreigners wandering around.
Breathing seemed to become stagnant.
Staring at the scene ahead.
Boom!
Finally.
The two auras finally decided the winner in the invisible fight.
Kunlun took several steps back.
Still reacting in time, he drew the spurge and stabbed behind him with his backhand, plowing a long ravine on the ground, and the bones fell to pieces on the ground.
Finally bang.
Guan Jin dissipates.
The euphorbia pressed like a big bow, stopping his violent retreat.
But...
The demon wolf also felt uncomfortable.
From the moment the rock collapsed and turned into a snow wolf, it stood in place and never moved, like a stone statue waking up from a deep sleep.
But at this moment.
Under that terrifying offensive.
The figure hidden in the darkness kept shaking, clearly taking two full steps back.
"This..."
Aware of this scene.
Partridge Whistle’s pupils couldn’t help but tremble.
How could it be?
To shake the body of a demon with a body of flesh and blood?
Before, he used all his strength and was protected by a mirror umbrella, but his body was almost broken by a random slap from it.
Kunlun is actually able to do this?
“Kill!”
The thought just came up.
Kunlun stopped, and as if nothing happened, he slowly pulled out the halberd from the ground, swayed, and rushed towards the demon again.
Pick, stab, move, block and smash.
The spurge seemed to come alive in his hands.
Kunlun is like a machine that knows no fatigue and no pain, rushing into battle again and again.
There was a loud roar.
Resounded in all directions in the ghost cave.
Small cracks gradually appeared on the armor outside his body.
Surprisingly, he was left behind by the wolf's claws.
Scarlet blood seeped out from the gaps in the scales, mixed with sweat, and the cold light reflected there was a bit more cruel and heroic.
He is so.
The same is true for the demon.
In addition to the bloody hole wrapped in golden light on his abdomen, there were countless wounds on his body. His hair was as white as snowflakes and was almost soaked with blood.
The strong smell of blood filled the surroundings.
That ferocious and ugly face no longer showed the indifference and disdain it had at the beginning.
There was only a deep sense of solemnity, uneasiness and fear.
In its memory.
Countless years ago, a group of people also came to the cave.
But when they looked at him, they felt nothing but fear.
Nothing like this lunatic.
It's completely a life-for-life style of play.
I don’t know how many times he was thrown out, but he seemed to be invincible. He would continue to stand up in the next second, gather momentum, increase blood flow, and then rush to kill.
At this moment, it is a little timid.
Especially the injuries on the body, although they are nothing, but when combined together, even the demon body will eventually be unable to bear it.
Finally.
He was knocked out again.
Kunlun stood up from a pile of bones.
Looking down at the deep scratch on his chest, the invulnerable scales were dented in a large area.
Took a deep breath.
He only felt a burning pain coming from his ribs.
If nothing unexpected happens.
It is estimated that several ribs were broken.
But even so, Kunlun still had no intention of retreating. He just took a long breath, dragged the halberd, and walked forward step by step.
Every step you take.
It will leave two deep bloody footprints on the ground.
Feeling the terrifying aura on his body, the demonic wolf finally couldn't bear it any longer, its eyes were scarlet, and there was a strong sense of horror and fear in its breathing.
Madman.
Absolutely crazy.
Otherwise, how could there be such a person in the world.
Fighting is basically a meeting on a narrow road. You are strong and I am weak. You retreat and I advance.
The change in the demon wolf's expression also failed to hide from Kunlun's investigation.
I was finally frightened when I saw it.
I couldn’t help but grin.
Although his face was covered by iron armor, it could not hide the smile on his face.
“Old foreigner!”
This moment.
Not only did his momentum not weaken, but it climbed to its peak.
Drag the gun to accumulate momentum.
A critical value has also been reached.
He raised his eyes, glanced at the old foreigner outside the courtyard, and gave a low drink.
"Here!"
The old foreigner, who had been unable to hold himself back for a long time, could still delay.
Take a deep breath.
Suppress the shock in my heart.
When he pulled his hands, he heard the buzzing sound of string strings.
at the same time.
Three arrows were also shot through the air one after another.
Just as he imagined before.
The first arrow went straight towards the eyes of the demon wolf.
The second one went around the demon wolf's head, grazing its ears and stabbing the back of its head.
As for the last one.
Tearing apart the night, as fast as lightning, at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye.
Like a whirlwind.
Shoot hard into the demon's abdomen.
Fire three arrows in a row.
The old foreigner almost didn't even look at it.
Over the years, his archery skills have been able to improve all the way, even surpassing the previous generation of Banshan Taoist.
It’s just practice day after day.
Just then we were able to achieve the point where the arrows were all fired.
“And me!”
It was almost the moment the bowstring sounded.
I don’t know when Yang Fang had touched the demon’s back, and all his energy and blood poured into the whip without hesitation.
In an instant.
On the four-sided steel whip, ancient runes intertwined and appeared.
Looking from a distance.
It was as if what he was holding was not a steel whip, but a lightsaber.
However...
The most terrifying thing is the Kunlun assassination.
Covered by the sound of bowstrings and whips.
He twisted his hands.
His body was shaped like a bow, and he turned around and stabbed the demon's throat bone hard.
It is an invincible sniper on the battlefield.
Three killer moves.
A total of five weapons.
For a time, there seemed to be a sandstorm in the entire ghost cave.
The demon wolf is also in complete chaos! (End of this chapter)