After Old Man Jiufeng blocked the cold arrow with a tantric stick, he and Master Yan looked at each other across the void.
Old Man Jiufeng's zombie face was expressionless.
Master Yan's face also showed no joy or anger.
The atmosphere was cold and chilling.
Master Yan brought many masters into the desert this time. At this time, there were martial arts masters living in other guest rooms. They all rushed over after hearing the fighting here.
These people are placed in the world, and each of them is a first-rate master with a proud heart. Now they all gather around a prince to do things for him.
When these people saw the conflict between Mr. Yan and Old Man Jiufeng, they all pulled out their long knives and sharp cold swords and attacked Old Man Jiufeng regardless of their circumstances.
Long and strong, with sharp edges; short and cunning, strange, with hidden murderous intent.
An inch long, an inch strong.
Old Man Jiu Feng raised his expressionless zombie face and stared at the crowd of martial arts masters charging toward him. Suddenly, he moved.
The tail of the Tantric stick stabbed hard into the ground under his feet, and then he picked it up hard, bang!
Explosion on the ground.
The entire ground rose like an earth dragon, and the tantric stick lifted up a large piece of hard earth and stone, which flew towards a group of martial arts masters who were rushing towards them.
In an instant, the wind and sand rolled away.
Before two of them could react, they were hit hard by the earth dragon provoked by the tantric stick, boom!
The earth dragon exploded in the air. The two masters dressed in martial arts styles smashed the flying earth dragon into pieces. They subconsciously raised their arms slightly to avoid the flying sand that blew into their eyes.
suddenly.
A figure flashed before their eyes, and when they tried to save themselves, it was already too late.
boom!
Click!
The old man Jiufeng grabbed the tantric stick with one hand and swung it in a sweeping motion. Since being taken up, he has become infinitely stronger. It seems that there is endless dragon-elephant strength in his arms, fully displaying his violent and fierce side.
The master of martial arts was hit by the tantric stick. His body could not withstand the majestic explosive power of the tantric stick. His body was drawn into a U shape. The force was so overbearing that it penetrated his back, causing the clothes on his back to explode and the air behind him to explode.
Make a wave of air.
The person was hit hard on the spot and flew out.
It crashed directly into a morgue, creating a huge gap in the earth wall, revealing the gloomy and dark environment in the morgue.
Old Man Jiufeng grabbed the tantric stick with one hand and used the tail of the stick to sweep one person away. Then he shook the tantric stick in his hand and changed his grip on the tip of the stick to the tail with one hand, giving him a slap on the head.
The man wanted to raise his sword to block it.
But the sword is good at stabbing, teasing, chopping, and cutting. The thin blade is the worst at blocking. Even a sword made of fine steel forged from fine iron cannot block a blow.
Bang!
The stainless steel sword in the opponent's hand exploded into fragments all over the sky, and the tantric stick flew away another person. The person's skin and flesh were torn apart, half of his shoulders were shortened, and blood spilled all over the floor.
The huge force on his shoulders even crushed his ribs, and the broken bones were inserted into his lungs. He could only exhale but not inhale, and he kept vomiting blood foam from his mouth.
With such a serious injury, being left in a desert with few resources would be the same as death.
Although Old Man Jiufeng destroyed two people in succession, with those two people delaying time, the others also completed the siege.
Suddenly, a dozen weapons, carrying a dozen strong qi, slashed at the old man Jiufeng.
Ten weapons were chopped at him at the same time. Even if the old man Jiufeng was already a dead man and was not afraid of pain and flesh wounds, being hit by so many masters at the same time was enough to chop him into a pulp.
But facing the encirclement, Old Man Jiufeng still had that indifferent zombie face, and his aura was still powerful and domineering.
He is obviously an old man in his 60s, but he gives people the feeling that a majestic mountain stands in front of him, and he can destroy an entire city with just one man's strength.
Facing the weapons in the hands of many masters who were about to chop him into pieces, Old Man Jiu Feng swept away the Tantric stick in his hand and hung it on his neck. His arms seemed to contain the power of a dragon and a tiger, and he used the Tantric stick hanging on his neck.
The tantric stick is hard and bent into a bow shape.
At this moment, it was as if he was using a tantric stick as a bow.
Bending the bow and accumulating power.
The fighting spirit boils.
then!
His arms suddenly relaxed!
sulfuric acid!
There was a clanging metal cry, and the tantric stick bent to the extreme in his hand bounced fiercely in a circle, sending sand and rocks flying. The sound was astonishing.
Break all the chopped weapons into pieces.
The tantric sticks and swords clashed, and sparks flew everywhere. Although the incoming weapons were shattered by the tantric sticks, the tantric sticks themselves were also densely covered with cracks, and less than half of the demon-conquering scriptures on them were smoothed by the swords.
The tantric stick is useless.
Those masters were so shocked by the overbearing power of the tantric stick that their jaws hurt, their fingers and wrists went numb, and all the incomplete weapons in their hands were knocked away.
This is really a one man rule!
No one can match the Tantric stick of Old Man Jiufeng!
The tantric stick flew around in a circle. Old Man Jiufeng raised his hand to grab the tantric stick and slammed it on the ground, boom!
The ground shook.
It was as if a ground crawler had turned over violently underground.
The terrifying power exploded on the ground, creating a foot-deep crater on the spot. The house behind him was even directly shaken to collapse. The other masters who surrounded him were all shaken back by the shock wave of this terrifying explosion.
Finally, the tantric stick couldn't withstand the fierce battles and turned into several fragments in the hands of the terrifying old man Jiufeng. The fragments of the iron stick shot out killed several martial arts masters.
These masters of martial arts who came from other houses were all frightened by the terrifying killing power of Old Man Jiufeng, and were frightened.
Boom!
Boom!
In the flying sand flying all over the sky when the tantric stick exploded, a dark and terrifying figure strode out of the encirclement with loud footsteps and charged towards Master Yan with murderous intent.
When Old Man Jiu Feng and Master Yan were about to have a fight, suddenly, a hemp rope accurately wrapped around Old Man Jiu Feng, tightly tying his arms and body.
This hemp rope exudes rich sesame oil, cinnabar, and a strong fishy smell from black dog blood.
This is no ordinary hemp rope.
Instead, they are taken from the temples and Taoist temples, including the sesame oil that carries the power of the world's wishes, the cinnabar that can exorcise evil spirits, and the black dog blood corpse ropes.
The corpse-tying rope can suppress the corpse energy of the dead, and can be used to bind evil corpses, zombies, and vicious corpses with great power, and can go anywhere without any disadvantage.
The more the dead man struggles, the Yang Qi on the rope that binds the body becomes tighter and tighter as it feels the Yin Qi.
The heavier the Yin Qi and the heavier the corpse Qi, the greater the stimulation to the corpse binding rope and the tighter it will shrink.
It is often used by Yin-Yang Masters, Exorcist Masters, and Taoist monks to suppress corpses.
The old man Jiufeng, who had not spoken a word until the end, knew that the rope on his body was the rope for binding the body. His sharp eyes glanced at the mountain guard who grabbed the other end of the rope for binding the body.
In some places, mountain guards are also called mausoleum guards. They specialize in dealing with all kinds of dead people and corpses. The mountain guard is ready to take action.
Just at this moment, another corpse-binding rope was thrown around the old man Jiufeng, tying up his arms and body again. This time the person who took action was the Feng Shui master.
There were sesame oil, cinnabar, and the pure red light of black dog blood on the ropes that tied the corpse, trying to suppress the corpse energy and yin energy in the old man Jiufeng's body.
However, Old Man Jiufeng only glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and his sharpness remained unabated. He exerted force on his arms and began to drag the mountain guard and Feng Shui master back.
"What are you still looking at? Come here and help! Mr. Jiu Feng is dead. This is a vicious corpse that has not yet matured. If we don't suppress him now, he will really kill all of us when he matures.
!" The mountain guard shouted in a deep voice to the others who were still frightened by the terrifying murderous threat of Old Man Jiufeng.
What!
The master Mr. Yan called for, Mr. Jiu Feng, is already dead!
Those new arrivals were stunned.
Even before it becomes a phenomenon, it is already such a powerful ferocious corpse. If it really becomes a phenomenon, wouldn't it mean that it will become the King of Corpses?
To be continued...