Chapter 84 Attack
Just now he followed the light spots in the fish and dragon diagram and followed him all the way here. He deliberately went around to a secluded place with a good line of sight to check out a battle between strangers.
Fortunately, the two of them kept stopping and stopping on the way, which delayed their journey. Otherwise, he would really have missed this fierce fight.
Although I didn’t hear the conversation between the two clearly, I saw the entire fight between the two.
The ghostly long flag, the human bone hammerfish that vibrates sound waves.
The hairpin flying sword that suddenly changes into flying in the air, the evil ghost jumping from the flag, and the squirming monk's robe that wraps up all the evil ghosts.
Lu Ye was excited. As expected, in addition to martial arts, there are more powerful extraordinary ways in this world.
The fight between the two people below, in the fantasy novels of previous lives, is already a scene of monks.
He was daydreaming when he suddenly heard a gurgling sound coming from next to him.
Looking around, it was Wang Hu who stared at the leaving Taoist priest with wide eyes. He put one hand into his mouth and bit it loudly.
Huzi Baisensen's teeth were covered in blood, but he bit his own hand unknowingly.
"Huzi, stop biting..." Lu Ye hurriedly slapped him on the forehead, "Take your hand out quickly."
"Ouch, this is your own palm, why are you like this? Use force."
Lu Ye snatched Wang Hu's hand out of the tiger's mouth, and saw a neat circle of teeth marks on it, which had bitten the copper skin of the body. The wound was not deep and blood flowed.
Thanks to the fact that the following battle ended quickly.
If it were too late, Wang Hu might have chewed off his palm.
"Brother," Wang Hu's teeth chattered, "you said..."
"A man bleeds but doesn't pee!"
"I didn't pee in fear!"
Lu Ye slapped him on the forehead again.
"It's bleeding, not tears!"
"Don't remember blindly!"
Wang Hu trembled and nodded.
"Brother, it's too scary. Do you think they are gods? Why are they so loud when they fight!"
"There is such a big flag, and it is so small from the waist. I just swiped it in my pocket and took it out," Wang Hu said with a look of wonder on his face, "If I had that bag, how many steamed buns would I have to put in it?"
"If we run away again, we won't be afraid of starvation."
Lu Ye laughed loudly.
“Brother, have you ever seen any gods in the temple who would come down to hang out with us mortals?”
“Those two are human beings.” Lu Ye raised his knife and gun, “They were chopped down by us. People who can die and bleed! "
"Didn't you see that the monk lost an arm and the blood that came out was red? "
"It's just that they don't practice martial arts. They are indeed a little better than us!"
"When we learn it, we may not be weaker than them."
Lu Ye patted Wang Hu. Shoulder.
"Brother, eldest brother will take you to kill an immortal now, do you dare?"
Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became fierce again.
"Brother, I said, I will go wherever you go!"
"I will hit whomever you hit, and I will kill whomever you kill!"
"If you run away, I will run away. In front of you.”
“I remember every word of my brother’s teachings...”
Lu Ye: “...”
Huzi, let’s not talk about escaping, we are still good brothers.
The two of them turned over and went down the mountain.
Lu Ye waited for a while, and first made sure in the fish and dragon diagram that the Qingyang Old Daoist had gone far to avoid the other party's backlash.
Then he led Wang Hu and quickly moved forward following the light spots of the fish and dragon diagram.
The two of them ran with all their strength for most of the night, crossing countless mountains and rivers.
The monk ran too far.
Until late at night, Lu Ye led Wang Hu around a mountain col and suddenly squatted down.
"Brother, is something wrong?" Wang Hu came over and asked in a low voice.
In front of him was a bare mountainside, with a few gray boulders here and there. From here, he had a commanding view, and he could see nothing wrong under the moonlight.
Lu Ye made a silent gesture and looked forward with squinted eyes.
There was absolutely nothing wrong in front of me.
But in the picture of fish and dragon, the gray light spot stayed in an open space on the mountainside, motionless.
A gray crocodile was lying in the water, with all its scales broken and one forelimb broken off. At this moment, its huge body magically shriveled up and became a crocodile trunk, with no more fierce flames.
“Name——Unknown.
Gen Bone——Psychic Jade Bone.
Status - Seriously injured.
Lifespan: 80/140.
Qi and blood——30/10000. ”
Luye clicked his tongue.
Good guy, it used to be 3000 blood, but now it’s 30. This is a trace of blood left!
Lu Ye was very patient and squatted in place for half a stick of incense without moving.
Wang Hu also followed him and held his breath.
Watch the time fly.
The open space was still bare, and under the moonlight, there was not even a shadow.
Suddenly, the handwriting in the fish and dragon diagram changed.
The unknown cultivator's energy and blood suddenly jumped from 30 to 31.
Lu Ye's eyes shrank, and the opponent was still recovering slowly!
He no longer hesitated, squatted on the ground, and pulled the copper bow in his hand to the full moon, and placed a long arrow on it.
Let go and the bow string buzzes.
The arrow streaked across the sky, fell from the sky with a swipe, and headed straight for the open space.
Buzz.
The long arrow fell, and it was still half a person's height from the ground.
A yellow arc of light suddenly appeared on the ground, like a bowl tipped upside down on the ground. The arrow landed on the light curtain, twisting and deforming the light curtain. The light curtain was pulled, stretched, and finally stabilized.
But the long arrow was shattered into powder.
In the light curtain.
A monk was sitting cross-legged, with a pale face, and a broken arm, which was simply bandaged.
He had closed his eyes and seemed to be practicing mystical skills, then he meditated and recovered.
I was startled by the long arrow, and suddenly opened my eyes, showing horror.
How is it possible that when I used the blood escape technique to escape, I chose the route at will and spent a high-grade concealment charm. Even that hateful Taoist priest should not be able to see through it.
He also deliberately chose this barren mountain to stay.
How could anyone find me.
He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but instead he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the light screen, staining the yellow light screen with a layer of blood mist.
The monk spurted out a mouthful of blood and saw two people half-kneeling not far away. One had a white face and a green robe, holding a bow in his hand. The other had a dark face and a strong body, holding a gun on guard.
He was so angry that he cursed.
"Evil beast!"
When the man with the white face and green robe saw him opening his mouth to curse, he immediately bent his bow and shot another heavy arrow.
Click.
The light curtain trembled, and the tip of an arrow squeezed the light curtain to deform it, showing a sharp thrust, but in the end it was shattered.
"The Buddha will skin you and cramp you..."
The monk was so angry that he made an angry vajra look on his face, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
With a wave of his hand, a shadow with fangs and claws flew out from his body and pounced on the opponent.
This phantom floated extremely slowly in the air, twisting and deforming in various ways in the air. First it turned into a skeleton, and then the skeleton was covered with thick bone armor, with curved horns growing out of the helmet, and there was a fire-breathing thing under the seat. Skeleton horse.
Flying further, the skeleton has a spear in its hand, and black clouds are trampled under the horse's hooves. There are many villains in the clouds who are trampled and wailing, and the sound is terrifying and harsh.
The two people on the opposite side were not afraid to retreat. The strong man with the black face grabbed a bunch of arrows.
First, he cut his palm with blood from an arrow and handed it to his companion.
Feeling unsafe again, I took off my pants and pointed at a pile of arrows that made a familiar sound.
But it is the way that ordinary people preach that can use blood and boy's urine to destroy evil spirits.
The man with the white face and green robe took the blood arrow, and with just one arrow, he shot the ghost general who was riding a black cloud and riding a fire-breathing skeleton horse into a sky full of stars.
Buzz.
He turned around and took another long arrow full of flavor and shot it towards the light curtain.
"The Buddha wants to tear your bones apart and refine your souls..."
The monk's face showed uneasiness, and he used a small illusion to not scare the other party. Now something bad has happened, so he can only The color is fierce and the heart is intimidating.
Buzz.
The man opposite had a terrifyingly steady hand and no expression on his face. He still shot an arrow.
"A hundred years of suppression..."
The light curtain trembled violently, and the monk spit out another mouthful of blood.
Buzz.
Another arrow shot, and the light curtain was squeezed and deformed, and a crack appeared faintly.
"The old monk is surprised to see your bones and is willing to accept you as his disciples..."
The monk suddenly spoke quickly, neatly and kindly, and even showed compassion on his face.
Buzz.
His answer was still an arrow, this time the arrow almost penetrated the light curtain.
"The two donors have something to discuss..."
The monk could no longer maintain his cross-legged posture and jumped up.
Buzz.
Another arrow came, but it shattered the light curtain and shot the monk through the ear!
A strong stench passed through the monk's nose. He ignored the blood dripping on his face and kowtowed before paying homage.
"Disciple has met his mentor!"
Lu Ye stood up, bent his bow and aimed an arrow at the opponent, but did not approach the monk, but pointed at the monk Wang Hudao.
"Good disciple, this is master, my sworn brother, and your master uncle. You should also worship me!"
The monk mentally cursed Lu Ye and Wang Hu as their ancestors for eighteen generations.
This uncle is probably angry, the smell is so strong!
But with an arrow pointing at him, he was afraid that the other party would return to the west if his hands shook, so he had no choice but to kowtow to Wang Hu again.
But in his heart, he was thinking about how to recover quickly, so he wanted to crush the two of them to ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Huzi, are you still afraid?" Lu Ye turned around and asked Wang Hu softly.
Wang Hu shook his head fiercely, a look of disdain flashed across his face, and replied quietly.
“I thought he was some kind of powerful character, but I didn’t expect him to be greedy for life and afraid of death.”
“I’m afraid of what he will do to a guy who can be dealt with by just soaking in urine!”
< br>The two people were whispering there.
The monk was kneeling on the ground with cold sweat streaming down his face, and the breath in his body was running wildly.
Lu Ye pointed an arrow at the monk, kept his distance, and smiled.
“Come on, good disciple!”
“Tell me your origins. By the way, you had a fierce fight with that old man just now. The bag on your waist is quite magical. You can pull it out of thin air. Get out the stuff, open it, and pour out whatever good stuff is inside."
"Throw that bag over again, your uncle wants to use it for the white flour steamed buns."
"Don't play tricks and say you can't untie it. If you don't obey, you will be shot by the master!"
"I can't suppress it for a hundred years, but I can still suppress your bones in the latrine."
The monk's eyes bulged out when he heard this, and he almost vomited blood again.
What?
These two people actually want to hold steamed buns in the Dangtang magic weapon storage bag!
What a waste of natural resources!
Moreover, these two people actually watched while they were fighting with that old Qingyang donkey.
This time I was really in a bad situation. Now I will stay low and let them control me. As long as I can take a moment to catch my breath, I will kill them all!
They are just ordinary warriors in the world. The old monk has killed even the master, let alone you!
(End of this chapter)