In the wall of bones, two monsters were fighting fiercely.
Liu Xiaomu used the "Praying Mantis Catching Cicada Skill", his arms were invisible, his long armor was better than a sword, his shape was as light as a leaf, and his steps were as fast as the wind. He attacked with several moves in one breath, hook, hug, Diao, collapse, and hit, and all of them were hit.
Crucial.
Huo Xiantong's body was full of flesh, so he still used the horn-to-corner sumo wrestling method, but it was still a little slower than Liu Xiaomu. As a result, he was beaten passively more often than he took the initiative to attack. He only relied on his rough skin and thick flesh.
No pain or itching, just follow Liu Xiaomu's moves.
Liu Xiaomu saw that it looked clumsy, but in fact it was covered in fat, which was much more effective than armor. It was obvious that his arm had stabbed its throat, ribs, stomach, waist and eyes several times, and its nails had also scratched many bloody marks on his body, but
They were all hit on the thick flesh, and the bones and internal organs were not damaged at all.
On the other hand, the "fat man" Huo Xiantong, once he got the chance, would definitely grab her wrists and ankles, slap her on the ground with his backhand, and throw her into the air. Then he would give her a heavy elbow or side kick, almost knocking her all over.
The bones will be broken into pieces.
After a few breaths of fighting, the two exchanged several moves, and each was successful, but the fight was evenly matched. The "wall of bones" surrounded by hundreds of skeletons would either be opened by the two of them, but would soon close on its own.
Through these openings, Liu Xiaomu saw Yang Chaoxi outside with a large number of enemies, surrounded by dangers. Although he had captured the "Rushui Sword", it was difficult to break out of the encirclement, not to mention that outside these guards, there were camp soldiers and Taoists.
Shi Men and other people on the road are looking at him with eager eyes. If I want to escape today, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.
Just at this moment of surprise, Huo Xiantong was already in front of him. He closed his two rafter arms and launched a bear hug. Liu Xiaomu shrank his head to dodge, but Huo Xiantong's arms stopped and he slashed hard with both palms.
On her shoulders, she immediately felt two huge forces pressing down on her, and then her back was completely empty, and she was slapped on her back in the mud.
Without any hesitation, Huo Xiantong immediately raised his feet and stepped down on her waist. It was as if the person under his feet was nothing more than an ant, and even if he was crushed to death with one kick, it would not be a pity to die.
In desperation, Liu Xiaomu put his arms on the ground, exerted force on his waist, and suddenly rushed up his legs, barely able to avoid the force of the step. At the same time, his right foot stabbed Huo Xian's copper jaw squarely, causing pain.
It howled angrily and staggered, almost losing its balance.
"It turns out that this fat man also has a cover, which is the boneless place under his jaw! It's just that when the opponent is fighting, it's easy to kick it! Just now, I was distracted and was knocked down. I was in a dangerous situation, but I also stimulated my survival instinct.
As soon as he came, he immediately turned from defense to offense, and hit the target. As expected, life and death are at stake, and victory or defeat is only a matter of a thought..."
Liu Xiaomu's mind was spinning with thoughts, and he had already jumped up, leaning his arms forward, sliding his lower body back, and once again assumed the posture of "Praying Mantis Catching Cicadas". He wanted to take advantage of Huo Xiantong's slight dizziness from the injury to strike again.
, knock him down or even kill him.
At this moment, I heard a loud shout from outside the "Bone Wall", "Sister, take the sword", and I knew that the little Taoist priest finally couldn't hold on any longer and decided to "direct the trouble eastward".
There was only a crisp sound of "bang", and the wooden box had rubbed the upper edge of the "bone wall" and fell straight inside. Perhaps it was too hard, and it actually clamped two skulls, several shoulder blades, and arms.
The ribs fell down one after another, and the scene was spectacular.
Without thinking too much, Liu Xiaomu turned around and jumped up, heading towards the wooden box. Unexpectedly, several broken bones spliced together in mid-air, quickly forming two half-skeletons. He waved his withered arms to grab the box.
wooden box.
Liu Xiaomu's eyes froze, and he waved his palms apart, and immediately passed through the necks of the two half-length skulls.
Only "Pop!" was heard. After two consecutive sounds, the two skulls were cut open diagonally. Some flying insects as thin as sesame seeds flew out from the skull cavity. These flying insects were like yellow sand, but they were not affected at all.
Affected by the wind and rain, they rushed towards other skeletons separately, and then penetrated through the black eye sockets... And the two half-length skeletons whose skulls were cut open suddenly seemed to have lost their "backbone", split apart, and scattered everywhere.
The earth is so "dead" that it cannot be dead anymore.
"It's actually the 'Mustard Seed Borer'! It seems that Huo Awu's external incarnation is also practicing forbidden magic! But compared to the 'Blood-Eating Yin Technique' used by the soul-destroying Huo Asan, it is not as powerful
It's not even close to half a star. I guess among the forbidden evil arts, this 'Bone Controlling Puppet Technique' using 'Mustard Seed Borer' as a mediator is not considered a powerful technique..."
Thoughts flashed through Liu Xiaomu's mind, and her body momentum had been exhausted, and she was now hanging in the air. She just waved her palms in the air, but there was a slight delay. The wooden box was faster than herself, and it plummeted straight down. She could not adapt to the situation.
Quickly, one sleeve of the robe suddenly grew long, like a soft whip, and it was immediately swung downwards. In less than half a breath, it accurately caught the momentum of the wooden box's rapid fall, and began to quickly pull it towards her.
"laugh--"
Before he could be happy, the sleeves of his robe were cut off, and the wooden box fell into a big, fat, rough hand.
The nails on the big hands were like sickles, and the yellow teeth showed a cold light. They were the tiger claws manifested by Huo Xian Tong. It was those yellow nails that broke the sleeves of the robe just now.
Huo Xian Tong held the wooden box in his hand, turned it over and over, looked around, and couldn't help but said with pride: "Jie Jie Jie Jie! I would like to see how magical the sword in this box is? How sharp is it? It's so exciting."
There are so many people fighting for each other, and it’s a life-and-death struggle, with rivers of blood flowing..."
The situation changed drastically in just a moment.
The wooden box that was originally within easy reach fell into the enemy's hands in an instant just because of a slight delay. How could Liu Xiaomu not be angry? He immediately slipped his feet, made hooks with both hands, and pounced on Huo Xiantong.
Huo Xiantong was looking at the integrated wooden box and couldn't help frowning:
The wooden box is about three feet and six inches long, only half a foot square. It is light yellow in color and smells of cedar, but it is heavy in weight. The six sides are covered with criss-crossing slits of different lengths, as if made up of several
It was spliced together with mortise and tenon joints. He was busy picking and breaking it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out at all!
In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly curse the human race for being cunning. It was just a sword box, but it had to be made into such a complicated wooden mechanism. It couldn't be dismantled, broken, or opened... If it wasn't worried about destroying the sword in the box, it would have wanted to find it back.
That double-headed Xuanhua ax chopped this wooden box into pieces!
Liu Xiaomu's hooked hands were already running towards his chin and armpits, obviously intending to attack the door directly, so as to injure him in one fell swoop.
Huo Xiantong was anxious. He immediately pushed the long wooden box to his side, raised his arms, nodded and lowered his head, and faced Liu Xiaomu. The skin and flesh between his chest and abdomen were like water waves, rippling layer by layer;
Stepping on the muddy ground caused the canal bank to tremble, as if it would collapse at any time.
Liu Xiaomu saw it pushing forward with great momentum, so he was unwilling to fight head-on. When he was about one foot away, he suddenly dwarfed his body, used his knees as his feet, and slid towards it.
Huo Xiantong was running at full speed, taking long strides, and wanted to use the method of "defeating ten groups with one force". No matter how cunning and fierce her offensive was, she could not match the power of his collision, and this trick had been tried and tested repeatedly.
Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaomu changed his move at the opportunity and slipped under his crotch!
The moment the two met, Liu Xiaomu swung out his claws!
One claw poked at the perineum point, which not only dispersed the yang energy in Huo Xian Tong's body, but also caused the pain to make him jump one after another. The other claw hit the crook of the knee, hitting half of Huo Xian Tong's body softly and causing him to fall sideways.
Go down, follow the forward momentum, roll out to the west, and knock out a nine-foot square hole in the "bone wall".
To the west are all the camp soldiers, Taoist priests, monks, knights and knights who are ready to move, as well as the "Mulan Guards" and "Bad Guards" who are fighting endlessly.
Seeing the sword box that had just been thrown into the "Wall of Bones" by "Lin Duyang" rolling down in front of them along with Huo Xiantong, everyone in the west was startled. At that time, someone shouted "Grab the sword"
"Everyone was awakened instantly, their eyes were red, and they surrounded him while waving their weapons.
In an instant, rain stars were flying, mud was splashing, and the Tongyuan Canal was in chaos...
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
But after Yang Zhaoxi threw the sword box out, the menacing Tianxiong Guards and the Armored Guards left him aside as expected. Their eyes were fixed on the light yellow sword box, which drew an arc in the rain curtain and fell immediately.
After entering the three-foot-high "bone wall", there was no more sound.
The unwilling Tianxiong Guards and the Armored Guards turned their attention back to Yang Chaoxi, their faces as dark as water, their faces filled with anger, and their eyes full of frightening murderous intent.
Yang Chaoxi was horrified and ran away. The Tianxiong Guards and the Armored Guards who reacted immediately rushed forward and pursued them. They all looked ferocious and vowed to kill this thief "Lin Duyang".
Remove eight pieces and chop into minced meat.
With the identity of "Lin Duyang", Yang Chaoxi realized for the first time what it means to panic and not choose the right path, and what it means to run away with your head in your arms.
There were excited guards all around, including horizontal knives, barrier knives, mo knives, daggers, crossbows, flying ropes... Countless weapons came towards him, some touching his scalp, some grazing his earlobes,
Some fall on the back, some are embellished on the heels...
Yang Chaoxi ran wildly, pushing the skill of "crossing the river with a reed" almost to the extreme. Suddenly he jumped into the canal, dodged the swordsman on the sand mining boat, and suddenly climbed up the treetops, using the branches to avoid the arrows. He seemed to be escaping.
After waiting for a long time, I didn't know how many times I had been stabbed, let alone how many attacks I had escaped. I just felt that my calves were cramped, my heart was pounding, my hands were sweating, and my back was cold. I was surrounded by danger every moment.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that he is still alive and still has the strength to continue running away... The rip in his robe on the back has long been torn by numerous weapons. Most of the "mysterious silk soft armor" was exposed, but Yang Chaoxi was completely helpless.
Unaware.
Li Changyuan, who was watching the battle from afar, recognized the "Xuansi Soft Armor" at a glance, and naturally guessed the true identity of the bandit "Lin Duyang". Looking at his precarious appearance, he felt anxious
!
At this moment, Huo Xiantong broke through the "wall of bones" and rolled out with the sword box in his arms, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Li Changyuan had an idea and immediately shouted loudly: "The Rushui Sword is in the hands of the 'Holy Lord of Yanshan'! Fellow Taoists, please help me seize the sword!"
The shouting didn't matter, all the people on the bank of the canal were in high spirits, like a pack of frantic wolves, roaring in their mouths, and charged towards the "Saint Lord of Yanshan" Huo Xiantong.
The Tianxiong Guards and Chain Armor Guards who had just been chasing and intercepting "Lin Duyang" turned around and rushed to Huo Xiantong's aid.
The "Wall of Bones" that had been standing for a long time finally failed to hold up under the rampage of people and horses on both sides. It collapsed and scattered into a pile of swaying skeleton puppets. Without Huo Xiantong's control, they were just a bunch of useless ones.
Just withered bones.
Only then did Yang Zhaoxi slide down from an old elm tree, leaning against the tree trunk with her back, her legs sore and weak, and she was panting heavily.
Looking at Huo Xiantong and the sword box that were overwhelmed by the crowd not far away, the corners of his mouth twitched and he was speechless for a long time, and finally squeezed out a wry smile.
"Keke! Little Taoist priest, doesn't it make you angry to feel what you have gained and then lost again?"
At some point, Liu Xiaomu had pulled out of the collapsed "wall of bones" and walked up to Yang Zhaoxi with a joking look on his face.