"ah!"

Fan's pitiful broken arm was not only broken off his right arm, but also a small part of his shoulder bone was cut off by this knife.

If it were applied to an ordinary person, such an injury and the amount of bleeding in an instant would be enough to cause death.

But after all, he is the Protector of Fire and Luo Tao, a first-class master. While he cried out in pain, the residual image of his left hand had already sealed the eleven key points around the wound, stopping bleeding and relieving pain, and locking Qi and strengthening the energy.

The blood that should have spurted out like spring water, due to the sealing technique of the Zhenqi point, became only a shallow and thick layer of blood, slowly flowing out from the wound.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Blood fell to the ground.

Fan Mianmei's face was pale from blood loss and faintly blue from anger, and he waved his left hand forward again.

His Sun God Cone collided with the long knife thrown by Guan Luoyang. They were ejected separately. The long knife shot upwards, crossed the street, and was temporarily missing. The Sun God Cone pierced into the ground diagonally.

At this time, with a wave of Fan Pian's left hand, golden light burst out of the ground.

It turned out that there was a transparent string as thick as a baby's little finger tied around his wrist, which was connected to the tail of the golden cone. At this moment, the five fingers of his left hand pinched the string, and with an internal force, the golden cone tore the ground and swung out a circle in the sky.

Arc, let out a sharp and loud chirping sound, and smashed towards Guan Luoyang again.

As the cone flew past, the light it emitted became more and more dazzling at an extremely rapid speed.

It was like a ray of golden light flying in front of Guan Luoyang, and suddenly turned into a large ball of blinding brilliance that could not be looked directly at.

Even Chen Shouzheng, Che Jinfeng and others who were not the main targets of the attack narrowed their eyes involuntarily.

Che Jinfeng felt the most uncomfortable. Even if he closed his eyes, he felt that the light passed through his eyelids, making his eyes sore and crying. It seemed that there were countless colorful colors in front of his eyes, something that could be felt by his ears and nose.

, and all became confused.

Fan Pity's Sun God Cone's skills are best at destroying the enemy's five senses.

There was once a bodyguard who served under the Iron Cloth Hall. He was said to have a thousand-mile eye. He could see the smallest detail of a flying eagle a hundred feet away. He could also tell whether a pregnant woman was a boy or a girl, and he could tell whether there was anything in the patient's kidney.

Shi, in terms of eyesight, he is so brilliant that it is almost magical.

As a result, he and six colleagues once met Fan Weiwei's escort. All six of them died, but he was deliberately spared by Fan Weiwei. After returning home, he felt that the sky was dark and the water was red.

Seeing that people are all wearing fur and horns, with colorful bodies, once others move a little faster, they will disappear from his eyes. He can't see anything, and can only hear the voices.

Not long after, Ying Qianli couldn't bear the torture anymore and committed suicide by hanging himself from the beam at home.

Fan Weiwei was extremely angry at this time. He gathered 90% of his skills and poured them towards Guan Luoyang. Not only did it destroy the power of the five senses, it was far better than the time he targeted Ying Qianli. The real puncture carried on the sharp cone

The strength is enough to easily penetrate a foot-thick copper and iron wall.

But such a bright light and such a sharp penetration were all in vain.

The pointed cone was shot directly into the courtyard from in front of the Taoist temple, raising a strong wind, but until the length of the thin rope was extended to the limit, it did not hit anything real.

Guan Luoyang's body technique unfolded at full speed, restricting the air flow and reducing gravity. He moved without making any sound, as if he disappeared in an instant and shrunk to an inch before appearing in front of Chen Shouzheng.

The figure only flashed in front of Chen Shouzheng's eyes, and then suddenly disappeared. However, after arriving at him from the Taoist temple gate, he made a turn and pounced on Fan Mianmei again.

It is better to cut off one of the enemy's ten fingers than to hurt him. This simple saying is an unbreakable truth in any battle.

Since Guan Luoyang had broken off Fan Pianmei's hand with a surprise attack, he had to seize the opportunity to pursue and fight fiercely, first beating one of the three guardians until he completely lost his fighting power.

Fan Weiwei felt that he was attacking from the side, but it was too late to retract the Sun God's cone, so he had to exert force with his feet, quickly retreat, spin his waist, and use one arm to block the attack.

Guan Luoyang was much taller than Fan Poi. When he made a move, his arms struck out dozens of punches in an instant, all of which were condescending and struck Fan Poi's head and chest.

Fan Mianmei stepped back and blocked, using one arm to block the opponent's two fists. In an instant, he was beaten to the point where his true energy was scattered, and his skin and flesh were painful. If he didn't stop him in time, his thunderous fists would go straight through the opening.

, hit him on the chest.

With a bang, the body-protecting Qi gathered on Fan Mianmei's chest was shattered by the punch. Blood spilled from his mouth, and the clothes on his chest exploded, and his whole body flew out.

The scenery around him flew by quickly, and a wall behind him quickly approached. Just when he was about to collapse the outer wall of the house, Guan Luoyang had already caught up with him and slapped his palm down on the top of his head.

Fan Meili tried his best, clenched his teeth, and blocked his arms again.

boom!!

The broken-arm Huo Luo protector was like a stake, sunk into the ground, and the whole body below his knees was buried in the earth and rocks.

Centered around the place where his body was, this piece of ground sunk and collapsed, but the earth and masonry at the edges were slightly raised.

"Pfft!"

Fan Wei vomited a large mouthful of blood in his mouth. He couldn't raise his strength for a while. He sat back sluggishly, with his calves sinking into the ground and his butt sitting on the broken masonry.

"You! Who are you?"

When he said this, his eyes swept away unwillingly, with a mixture of shock and anger, and even a bit of resentment. He didn't know why the other two people hadn't come to help until now.

But Guan Luoyang didn't give Fan Pui a chance to see the situation clearly. He put his hands forward and hit him on the temple. He measured the force and knocked him unconscious. Then he pulled him out of the ground and threw him to Chen Shouzheng.

, just within reach of the blade of Chen Shouzheng's right hand.

"Keep an eye on him."

After hearing the words, Chen Shouzheng nodded solemnly, and activated a few wisps of sword energy from the dagger in his right hand, hitting more than a dozen important acupuncture points on the body of Fan Mianmei, who had already passed out.

The shock in the heart of the senior brother of the Lushan sect was only a little more than that of the Huo Luo protector who was knocked unconscious.

These Huo Luo protectors also suspected that the people in the Taoist temple had come to ambush them on purpose, but Chen Shouzheng knew very well that the man in black and white Taoist robes in front of him, who was as fast as any and could attack like fire, should be Xue Longzi's disciple.

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——In his expectation, he was a wanderer with low martial arts, unknown status, and accomplished nothing.

How did Xue Longzi hand over such a disciple?!

And...there's more than one.

Chen Shouzheng watched the whole process and saw clearly.

Just when Guan Luoyang was chasing the one-armed Fan Mingmei, a gust of wind suddenly came from the end of the long street.

Yang Jichang flashed alert, and there was a seemingly invisible giant claw in the air, which slapped on the ground, leaving a tiger claw mark more than two inches deep.

The tiger paw mark was as big as a washbasin. If it missed a hit, it would immediately disappear into the invisible wind, making it impossible for people to see the slightest clue, so they could only be on high alert.

With Yang Jichang's erudition, he couldn't think of any martial art in Jianghu that was so miraculous. He only had a vague feeling that this offensive had something to do with the amphibians standing at the other end of the long street.

On the other side, a bamboo stick also found a man from the Western Regions with long arms and legs to recover.

The person holding the stick is a smart girl in aqua-green clothes, but the stick in her hand is not entirely green. There is a circle of ink marks on each bamboo joint, and the whole stick has a jade-like luster.

This is from the world of "Zhu Xian", the bamboo forest on the mountain behind Dazhu Peak of Qingyunmen, and it is an exotic bamboo that has been growing for thousands of years. It not only has the elasticity of bamboo, but can also block the supersonic steel core bullets of ordinary rifles without causing any damage.

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Gulanxiang uses this stick to hit people, and the head of the stick shakes, which is enough to make people's hearts tremble, as if the heavy texture has been pressed on their own hearts.

But recovery came from the completion of the Four Elephant Palms, and I was never afraid of such blunt weapons.

When the two words "four images" were mentioned in the Tang Dynasty, they were often related to various concepts in metaphysics.

But he comes from a person named Kang, one of the nine surnames of Zhaowu in the Western Regions. There, the Four Elephants Palm refers to the fact that after the palm technique is mastered, every palm strike carries the power of four adult elephants galloping and charging.

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This is the most rigid and powerful palm technique. It can work from outside to inside, from both palms to the whole body, and has the effect of refining the body.

As long as it is not a sword or sharp weapon cut from the hands of a first-rate master, I will dare to pick up other weapons with my bare hands after I recover.

He picked up the sound of wind with one palm, and moved the tip of the needle toward the head of the stick of coriander like a awn of wheat.

But when Gu Lan Xiang's breathtaking heavy stick hit his hand, it was as light as a feather. With a flick of his wrist, the stick had already changed its direction, avoiding the force of Si Xiang's palm, and numbing the tendons of his elbow.

I poked at the place.

Healing shouted lowly, moved his elbow half way, and blocked the stick with the tip of his elbow.

The stick that was as light as a feather a moment ago and could change directions effortlessly, was now poked at the tip of the elbow, but suddenly it felt as heavy as a ten thousand gun, like a mad bull made of copper and iron, suddenly pressing against the stick.

on his elbow.

The thousand-year-old bamboo stick bent violently and pushed Fu Fulai out, leaving a shallow circular concave mark on his elbow.

"It's so powerful. It's worth a drink to meet this kind of enemy in the first battle."

The bamboo stick in Gulan Xiang's right hand touched the ground, and the stopper of the gourd in his left hand had been removed. He took a sip, smiled brightly, and said in a frivolous tone, "Hey, do you think you are worthy of my second drink?"

Healing came and moved his elbow: "You can try it."

Gu Lanxiang actually raised her head and raised the wine gourd.

When he recovered, his eyes moved, and he made an instant decision. He stomped on the bamboo stick and hit the opponent's chest with the force of his palm.

In his heart, there is no sense of sympathy between men and women.

But Gu Lanxiang didn't look at it, and the bamboo stick retracted slightly, and only the head of the stick was stepped on by him. The second half of the stick was lifted up, blocking his palm.

Boom!!!

The girl's huge gesture of holding up the stick with one hand was indeed unable to withstand the strength of the four elephant palms.

After a loud explosion of air came out between the stick and her palm, she staggered away and dragged the stick away. She flipped the gourd with her left hand and threw it somewhere.

Yu Lai took advantage of the victory and pursued the victory. The huge air pressure was pushed by his palm. The girl's hair flew flying and her clothes clung to her. Her upper body couldn't help but tilted back. However, the tip of her toes had already picked up the bamboo stick and stabbed it at Yu Lai's waist.

During this period of picking up the stick, the head of the stick came like a meteor. After recovery, other than changing the move and pressing down with the palm to block it hard, there was no time for the second response.

With a collision, Gu Lanxiang's body straightened up, with only her toes touching the ground, like the world-famous Hu Xuan dance, but she didn't know how much faster than that. Her drunken body spun around and moved to the side of the recovery room.
To be continued...