Chapter 23 Entering the cemetery and starting a fight
This cemetery is worthy of being the ancestral land of Chihua Jinque Cave Heaven. Although the Feng Shui pattern has been broken and the luck has dispersed, it is still a rare sacred land. The soil is shining and shining, and there is a faint light around some tombs.
The earth's mist and rays of light drift and linger.
Lu Yu walked to a mausoleum, and in the gap between the tombstones, there was a mushroom.
The ghost fungus Zhizhi grows in the shadow of famous mountains, on the side of tombs. It has a white cover and looks like a steamer. Two ghosts guard it and will destroy it when they see people.
The ghost fungus mushroom in front of him was naturally not guarded by ghosts. However, there were two yin qi hovering around it, protecting it. Lu Yu stepped forward, waved his hand to disperse the two yin qi, and carefully
Put it away.
On the other side, the little Taoist priest was much more neat and tidy than Lu Yu. If he saw something that pleased his eyes, he would just uproot it and put it into his arms, regardless of whether it was used or not, without any hesitation.
Jing Jiuxiao's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart when he saw it not far away, as if he was about to bleed, but he had to endure it. After all, relatively speaking, the most important things in this cemetery are actually the exercises, spells, and techniques.
As well as insights into spiritual practice. If the little Taoist priest leaks it out, the loss will be really great.
Until, the little Taoist priest walked next to a tripterygium vine.
Tripterygium vine, with red stems and silver leaves, is one foot long. There is a flower on the top, bright white, with a faint fragrance. It is entangled on the innermost tomb. There is a faint colorful mist around it.
This Tripterygium wilfordii is about two hundred years old. It is expected that the seeds or stumps of the previous one withered and grew again. Although the medicine is not too old, it is definitely regarded as the symbol of this cemetery.
One of the most precious herbs in the world.
Jing Jiuxiao's face hardened, and he walked quickly to the little Taoist priest and stopped him.
"You can take other herbs, but not this one!"
"Oh, why not?" The little Taoist priest looked at him teasingly.
Jing Jiuxiao had murderous intent in his eyes and sneered, "I won't do it if I say no!"
"What if I insist on it?" The little Taoist priest seemed to suddenly become unruly and domineering. His body did not move, but an invisible power was released, Yue Shiyuan Ting, completely different from his usual laziness.
"Then I'll destroy you!" Jing Jiuxiao couldn't help it after all. Ever since he was a child, he had always been domineering and domineering. But this Gongyang was really even more domineering than him.
Arrogant about everything.
"Hey!" the little Taoist sneered.
"In that case, let me kill his companion first!" The two were facing each other, and Yin Huaitu, who was standing next to him, suddenly said with a sweet smile.
After saying that, without waiting for Jing Jiuxiao's response, he slapped Lu Yu with his palm.
Lu Yu was shocked, but did not panic. He had long expected that Yin Huaitu would take action against him, but he did not expect that she would take action so suddenly and decisively.
Stretching his right hand forward, like an old tortoise crawling slowly, a ball of faint green energy and a ball of misty yellow energy suddenly emerged from the hand. The two groups of energy seemed to have turned into a big stone in the river, unmoving. Both feet seemed to be nailed to
It fell to the ground and was connected to the entire earth.
"If a stone in a river does not turn, don't hate the water!"
One palm and one fist suddenly collided.
Bang!
There was a low muffled sound. A circle of distorted light spread from the hands of the two people. Lu Yu's body was shaken and he took ten steps back. On the other hand, Yin Huaitu only took half a step back lightly.
Lu Yu stabilized his body and felt a heart-breaking pain instantly spread to his entire arm, with traces of blood spilling from his fingers. He looked up at Yin Huaitu and saw that she was still smiling sweetly. With her icy posture
With her jade-like appearance, coupled with her age of twenty-eight, she is still in her prime. Who would have thought that she would be so ruthless and ruthless when she attacks someone.
Lu Yu frowned and gently shook his palm. He pulled out the Wangzhi sword and stepped down hard with his right foot. Dust flew under his feet and his body suddenly jumped up.
"The eight methods of ancient swords, the ancient swords are cold and dark, and they have been forged for thousands of years."
A sword was swung out, the sky turned gloomy, and inexplicable sadness surged from the bottom of his heart.
Opposite him, Yin Huaitu still had a smile on his face. He raised his hand lightly and pulled out a slender Yanling knife from his waist. The knife glowed red, and there was a faint smell of blood leaking out.
Stepping forward, the knife in her hand danced, and sword lights struck out. At this moment, no one knew how many knives she had struck. She felt that the sky was filled with sword lights, and the harsh whistling sound that cut through the air spread to all directions.
The light piled up into a crescent moon, glowing red, giving people an indescribable feeling of chilling and depression.
"Thousands of hands shake the falling moon, sharp blades cut through the autumn wind!"
The crescent formed by the sword light fell instantly and collided with Lu Yu's sword light.
boom!
The roar resounded, the swords and sword shadows fell in all directions, and the sharp swords and swords roared straight into the sky!
Lu Yu's body trembled, he grunted, and stepped back. When Yin Huaitu saw this, he would not miss this opportunity. He clicked on his toes, held the Yan Fei Dao, and approached Lu Yu step by step.
But said the other side.
Yin Huaitu suddenly attacked Lu Yu, which caught the little Taoist priest off guard. Jing Jiuxiao, on the other hand, was familiar with Yin Huaitu, so he naturally knew her plans and methods. Therefore, he was not surprised at all by her attack.
The little Taoist priest also understood that Lu Yu could not hold on for long. The other three were unlikely to take action, but there was no guarantee that no accident would occur, so they had to be vigilant. Therefore, this battle must not only be fought quickly, but also with thunder and lightning.
!While defeating Jing Jiuxiao, give Shang Baizang and the others a deterrent!
While his mind was spinning, the little Taoist priest did not hesitate at all, and flew back. At the same time, he took out a brass bell only the size of a palm from his arms. This bell, called the Nine Dou Yangliu Golden Fire Bell, is the little Taoist priest's magic weapon.
The golden fire bell floated from his hand and hung three feet above his head.
"Dragon soldiers and tiger cavalry, howling wind and rain, flying thunder and lightning, scattering clouds and thunder, noisy and shaking, flashing thunder."
"Five thunders obey orders, edict!"
The golden fire bell shook. Although it was only the size of a palm, its sound was like thunder, deafening and deafening!
A bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the void and struck directly at the top of Jing Jiuxiao!
Jing Jiuxiao's feet paused, and his body suddenly jumped into the air. He held the sword in both hands, leaned back, raised the sword and struck out. A sword light several feet long came out from the sword, red as blood, and a dragon shadow vaguely flashed past.
"Behead the dragon with a swing of the blade and spread blood for forty miles!"
The sword light tore through the sky and collided with the angry dragon-like thunder. It was as if a sun suddenly exploded in the sky, and a storm swept across all directions, raging crazily.
The little Taoist priest's face became calmer and colder. It was as if the scene before him had not happened. It was also like a sign before the rainstorm. His eyes were slightly closed, and the purple and blue thunder lines between his eyebrows suddenly lit up. Twelve gods in golden armor emerged from his body.
Jump out and attack Jing Jiuxiao at the same time.
…
Not far away.
Lu Yu forced himself to steady his steps, swayed and stepped forward, holding the sword tightly.
Yin Huaitu had already chased after him, slashing his sword diagonally at Lu Yu's shoulder. Lu Yu twisted his waist, raised the sword in his hand, and the Yanling saber slipped along the "Wangzhi" sword body. Lu Yu's body suddenly dwarfed, as if he had sunk into the ground.
, a whip kick was thrown out, and Yin Huaitu subconsciously took a step back.
Seeing this, Lu Yu knew he had an opportunity. He stepped out and leaned forward. He clenched his fist with his left hand, his arm seemed to become longer and softer, and he punched Yin Huaitu in the abdomen.
"The green dragon hangs in the sky, and the mountains are colorless."
Yin Huaitu couldn't dodge and was hit by Lu Yu. He couldn't help but tremble.
There was a good opportunity ahead, so Lu Yu would not miss it. He moved forward and used the first three moves of the Big Dipper Sword Technique one by one. Either chop, stab, tease, or draw... one move, one move,
The sword light was like a gust of wind and rain, swaying out wildly. Crazy and fierce, the sword chanted endlessly, and the sight of the sword light was covered in white.
Yin Huaitu was unable to parry for a while, and his moves became a bit messy. Lu Yu suddenly bumped forward, holding swords in both hands, and stabbed Yin Huaitu's chest with one sword.
When Yin Huaitu saw this, he swerved his body and the sword passed through his clothes, cutting a deep wound on his arm that could see the bone. Immediately, blood flowed out, dyeing his white clothes red.
After taking more than ten steps back to distance herself from Lu Yu, Yin Huaitu stopped. At this moment, she stared at Lu Yu with shame and anger, losing the calmness and calmness she had before.
"Boy, you look like you're looking for death!"
"Looking for death? Hehe!" Lu Yu smiled coldly, showing his white teeth. "This is a battle of life and death. You and I are enemies. Why are you looking for death? Besides, the punch I just hit was just on your head.
If the abdomen is moved upward, hey, I think that is really looking for death!"
"Okay! Very good!" Yin Huaitu stared at Lu Yu, his expression dull. He raised his wrist, his feet became ethereal, and in a snap of his fingers, he was in front of Lu Yu.
With a sway of his shoulder, the Yan Fei Dao in his hand stabbed forward in an instant. The sharp energy was swallowed up and struck at Lu Yu's heart. Lu Yu's face condensed, and his waist suddenly bent back as if it was broken. At the same time, he raised his left foot and kicked
Towards her elbow. Yin Huaitu's expression remained unchanged, and he turned the Yanling knife in his hand and slashed towards Lu Yu's ankle.
Seeing this, Lu Yu's body suddenly fell, and he almost sat directly on the ground. At the same time, he swung the long sword in his hand vigorously and slashed at her knife-holding hand. Yin Huaitu raised his arm slightly and slashed at Yan Ling Dao with his long sword.
Buzz!
The swords of the two men collided with each other, making a clanging sound.
Lu Yu took the opportunity to slap his palms, and in an instant he stood up and stabbed Yin Huaitu with his sword. Yin Huaitu did not dodge or dodge, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly sneered. He held the knife in both hands, and the sword was full of blood, and he slashed at Lu Yu fiercely.
Lu Yu raised his sword to block, and an inexplicable air flow passed along the long sword to Lu Yu. Suddenly, Lu Yu's body trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back, and a stinging pain came.
But Yin Huaitu did not follow up, and instead took a step back. The Yanling sword in her hand was even more bloody, and it was so rich that it could not be melted away, as if it had been infected with blood for hundreds of years. She turned around and held the sword with both hands.
The handle of the knife struck Lu Yu diagonally, and the blade let out a shrill whimpering sound.
Wild geese cry and blood sword technique! Autumn wind solemnly screams wild geese, rouge weeps and stains the sky with blood!
Lu Yu's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the Yan Ling Dao in Yin Huaitu's hand.