Soon, the sound of fighting sounded from the tunnel leading to the underground palace.

The man in black and the Qingluan Guard began to suffer casualties. Zhang Yuelu looked like an indefatigable god of war. After fighting fiercely with Wu Zhu women, He Nian, Lin Zhenyuan, Xie Qiuniang and others, he still took the lead in attacking the underground palace and faced the owner Xia Chang here.

Xia Chang is a martial artist in the stage of returning to the truth, and he is inseparable from the prince.

"Fa" divides Tao and art.

Tao is a method, and art is divided into two categories: martial arts and magic. The inheritance of humans and immortals cannot use magic, but can only practice martial arts. The word "martial arts" in "martial arts" comes from this. The weapon that martial arts trust the most is his own fists.

As a banished immortal, Zhang Yuelu was just ordinary in magic but quite accomplished in martial arts. She not only had the "Cihang Pudu Sword Classic", but also proficient in gunshots, swordsmanship and various strange weapons. In addition to teaching the master Cihang Zhenren, she also had some family skills, which was also the disadvantage of ordinary disciples from the Wanxiang Dao Palace.

The underground palace covers a huge area and is very vast. It supports the dome with huge pillars. It is somewhat similar to the dream that Qi Xuansu saw. The deepest part is the statue of the six-armed Wuluo god. Countless candles burning under his feet, and countless heads piled up into a hill in front of him.

At this time, the underground palace was in chaos, and the believers of the Lingshan Witch Sect fought with the man in black and the Qingluan Guard. Because the number of people was at a disadvantage, Xia Chang and Zhu Cheng were unable to join forces to deal with Zhang Yuelu, so Xia Chang could only face Zhang Yuelu alone.

Xia Chang punched out, bringing out a gust of fierce wind.

When Zhang Yuelu faced this punch, her body turned gracefully like a butterfly, avoiding this punch, and at the same time, the paper sword in her hand pointed lightly at Xia Chang's temple.

Xia Chang forced his body to twist, reached out to block Zhang Yuelu's paper sword, and then stepped on the ground to unload the force, stepping out a big pit on the ground.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and punched him again.

Zhang Yuelu took a slight point under her feet, and she floated backwards, and she reborn lotus step by step. The paper sword in her hand was lit out at will, and the sword energy was born, shooting towards Xia Chang's face.

Xia Chang broke away the sword energy with one punch, which was somewhat surprised by Zhang Yuelu's weakness.

However, when he thought about it, it was reasonable. Even if this Taoist woman escaped from Yulan Temple by chance, she would definitely be seriously injured and would no longer be at its peak. It was an excellent opportunity to take advantage of her illness to kill her.

Xia Chang bullied himself and stepped forward, his fists constantly hitting the paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand, which was clearly a flesh and blood body, but it was like a sword colliding with each other, and the sound of clanging gold and stone was endless.

The paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand constantly changes in various sword techniques, changing indefinitely, making people dizzy, like a scattered flower, always keeping away from Xia Chang's vital points. But compared to her and Xie Qiu before

When the mother fights the sword, she can only say that she is in a normal way. Both the sword energy and speed are weak.

However, Xia Chang is far inferior to Xie Qiuniang, and his body is still covered with scars.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuelu slashed down with the paper sword in her hand, just a straight line.

As the saying goes, if you are not skilled, you can kill people directly, so there is no need to fiddle with too many fancy tricks.

Facing this sword, Xia Chang shouted angrily, stepped on his feet, and made a gesture to take Zhang Yuelu's sword.

There was a burst sound.

Zhang Yuelu floated backwards, like a broken kite in the wind, but in fact she dissolved all the strength.

In contrast, Xia Chang not only had cracks on the ground under his feet, but also had bones visible on his hands and arms, and blood flowed.

Zhang Yuelu swayed to the ground, pointing at the paper sword in her hand, and the sword energy shot like a bow and crossbow.

Xia Chang was afraid and retreating, knowing that he should avoid the edge at this time, and wait for Zhu Cheng to arrive before making plans. At least he could not spend his life. But when he wanted to retreat, Zhang Yuelu came to him in a flash, and pointed a sword at his heart. It was not very powerful, but it just made him unavoidably pause.

In this moment, the paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand turned into a big sword.

Zhang Yuelu held the knife in both hands and swept along with the trend.

The moment of beauty is like a slanting moon.

Xia Chang's face suddenly turned pale. Chang slowly lowered his head and saw a red line appearing on his waist, which was extremely dazzling.

Zhang Yuelu retreated with expressionless face.

Neither Tiangang Hall nor Beichen Hall are good lands. Most cult monsters are afraid of power but not virtue. Only by caring about the heart of Bodhisattva can they shock people and then stop killing.

After a while, Xia Chang's upper body fell to the ground and crawled hard, but his lower body still maintained a standing position and remained motionless.

His whole body was actually divided into two.

However, this knife also caused Zhang Yuelu to damage her true energy and her face became paler.

Zhang Yuelu, regardless of her fatigue, rushed towards another place.

Prince Cheng was on the sidelines of Zhu Cheng, because Prince Cheng was injured, he was already at a disadvantage and even in danger. In another moment, he would be beaten to death by Zhu Cheng.

Note Cheng pressed down on the Buddhist "big handprint" and Wang Zicheng knelt on one knee and bleeding from his seven orifices.

At this moment, Zhang Yuelu arrived and replaced Wang Zicheng.

Zhu Cheng punched in a straight line, hitting Zhang Yuelu straight.

Zhang Yuelu avoided her sharp edge and dodged to the side.

Xia Chang, who had always been good at fighting with Xia Chang, could not touch Zhang Yuelu's horns. It can be seen that Zhang Yuelu's speed is so fast. However, now facing Wu Cheng's punch, he failed to completely dodge. He was hit by the left shoulder and fell to the side. Zhang Yuelu twisted her body in the air, like a fallen leaf in the wind. After landing, there was no sound.

In the final analysis, Zhang Yuelu is not an infinite stage of heaven and man after all. After a series of fierce battles, the true qi in her body is seriously depleted and is no longer in its peak state.

However, after Zhang Yuelu landed on the ground, she did not retreat but advanced. There were wisps of breath flowing over the blade of the paper knife in her hand, and the sword light was cold.

Zhang Yuelu's swordsmanship is simple and unpretentious, and it can be said that it is very complicated and simple. When using the swordsmanship, it is all a killing technique to take human life. There are few flashy and unreal styles. This is a swordsmanship that is derived from the battlefield. It may not be possible when competing for victory or defeat with others, but when sharing life and death with others, it is particularly immediate.

Zui Cheng is also a warrior.

Faced with Zhang Yuelu's fierce sword force, Wu Cheng used his strength to break the skill. Not only did he break the sword force with one punch, but he also kept hitting Zhang Yuelu's forehead and eyebrows. The fist wind caused Zhang Yuelu's hair to suddenly float backwards. However, when his fist was only about an inch away from his forehead, Zhang Yuelu's body swept backwards, barely avoiding the afterglow of the punch.

Zhu Cheng was in power and was unforgivable, and his figure followed closely.

I saw blue veins on Zui Cheng's arms, like tiny dragons hiding under the skin. At the same time, the blood circulation in his body was like a tide of a river. The sound of blood flowing could be heard vaguely. The domineering arrogance of a martial artist was undoubtedly revealed. Then Zui Cheng seemed to take a step forward without any rules, causing the ground under his feet to sink. Then, with the powerful accumulation of power under his feet, Zui Cheng was like an arrow shot away from the string, approaching Zhang Yuelu in an instant. Even though Zhang Yuelu was a banished immortal, there was still no good way to deal with it at this moment. He could only try his best to retreat again and again, trying to avoid his sharp edge.

One person rushed forward and the other person slipped backward, and the distance between the two remained the same.

Every time Zhu Cheng stepped on, the ground trembled, leaving a deep footprint. His body suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, the periosteum around his joints was like a heavy drum, his spine twisted, and the sound of cracking was endless, like a evil dragon.

Hidden behind his back, rolling. Then, from his chest, abdomen, shoulders, elbows, wrists, to his fist, a series of bursts sounded like bursts. The fist broke through the air, and thousands of thunder sounds sounded, and one punch was shot out, making Zhang Yuelu finally unable to avoid it.

The strength is like a collapsed bow, and the firing is like a thunder.

With a bang, Zhang Yuelu was blown away by this punch and flew backwards.

After landing, Zhang Yuelu slapped the ground with one palm, stood up on her own, and spit out a mouthful of shocking blood.

"Master Zhang..." Wang Zicheng dragged his seriously injured body and barely stepped forward.

Zhang Yuelu raised her hand to stop his words before she could say, indicating that she was fine.

Prince Cheng stopped again, but he still couldn't hide the worry on his face.

Zhu Cheng sneered and punched again. There was nothing fancy and surprising. It was just a straight punch. However, the momentum was heavy and the fist power brought a faint thunder sound, and the speed was no less than that of Zhang Yuelu. Facing this punch, Zhang Yuelu had no other way except to resist.

Zhang Yuelu could only turn the paper sword into a paper umbrella and blocked her in front of her, but the force of this punch was too strong, and even the paper umbrella could not completely remove the power contained in it. She saw countless cracks cracked under Zhang Yuelu's feet, and her body slipped backwards, rubbing two scratches on the ground.

Zhu Cheng took a light breath, and another punch quickly hit it, falling down with the force of wind and thunder, and exploded with a hidden force. With a bang, Zhang Yuelu kept holding an umbrella in front of her, and her body floated backwards, getting farther and farther away from Prince Cheng.

Zhu Cheng did not give Zhang Yuelu a chance to regurgitate his breath, and he was unforgivable to get the power. He was like an iron cavalry charging, his fist stance was like a bow and string, and then he followed with another punch, which made Zhang Yuelu, who was still in the air, had no way to dodge. He was strongly stubbornly, and his true energy exploded like firecrackers.

Zhang Yuelu, who fell from mid-air, stepped on the ground with a circle of cracks, and the paper umbrella in her hand scattered into countless white papers, flying around.

Zhang Yuelu himself knew that the mystery of "Font-No Picture Paper" lies in changes. Just like a scattered person, he knows something, is not proficient in anything, and is able to attack or defend, but whether it is attack or defense, he is not as good as other semi-immortals.

She used "Photoless Paper" to resist Zhucheng's three punches one after another, and the true energy was consumed a lot. That's fine, but the key is that she suffered too much in previous battles, especially when she met Xie Qiuniang, a hermit who was evenly matched, which made her use a magic method that greatly damaged her strength. Only less than half of her true energy was left, and even the change in maintaining "Photoless Paper" was not as good as it could.
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