Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth: door master
Seeing the four people coming to attack, Xue Ju's face immediately tightened. Just by looking at the other party's movements, he knew that these four people were not at the same level as the dozen or so assassins who had died tragically under Xue Ju before. All are top players.
Immediately, Xue Ju did not dare to take it lightly. He turned his hands over, made a fist with his left hand and made a fist with his right hand. Facing the four people who had already rushed in front of him, he waved towards them. The punches and palms struck out, immediately causing a wave of waves. The strong fist wind even blew up the surrounding dust and gravel, and then, a stocky man among the four people opened his mouth to shout, took a big step forward, and faced Xue Ju. The fist is just one blow.
The fists and palms met, but Xue Ju didn't move at all, but the stocky man spat out blood and stepped back several steps. He was obviously defeated by Xue Ju, but after his blow, Xue Ju's attack also stopped, and there were three people left. Then they stepped forward alternately and took the opportunity to launch an attack on Xue Ju.
Hearing a scream, the ribbon in the hand of the only woman floated, and a piece of red dust was sprinkled towards Xue Ju. Before the dust got close to Xue Ju, he smelled a strong fragrance, and he smelled it. Then Xue Ju felt that his head was dizzy for a while. With such power, he could blow away the red sand in one breath.
At the same time, the remaining two men rushed towards Xue Ju from the left and right. Both of them were holding swords. No matter in terms of appearance, height, or even the clothes on their bodies, the swords in their hands were all exactly the same. You knew they were twin brothers, and when they rushed toward Xue Ju, their steps and sword moves were exactly the same.
Xue Ju twisted his body and narrowly avoided the attack of the twin swordsmen. Then he reached out with his left hand and grabbed the arm of one of them. Just as he was about to exert force, the other's long sword slashed at him, forcing him to Xue Ju also had to let go, and at this time, the swordsman whose arm had just been grabbed by Xue Ju took another step forward, and the long sword stabbed straight towards Xue Ju's chest, forcing Xue Ju to have to do it again Back.
After a few moves, Xue Ju finally understood that these two twin swordsmen had basically practiced a set of combined fencing techniques. If he wanted to defeat them, he had to restrain them both at once. After thinking about this, , Xue Ju's eyes burst with cold light, and he twisted and turned, dodging the attacks of the twin swordsmen. However, his eyes were always fixed on the sword moves of the two men, and he did not remember all their sword moves in his heart.
Just after one of the swordsmen made a forward stab, Xue Ju suddenly changed his previous tendency to retreat, and took a sharp step forward. He squatted down at the same time, letting go of the sharp sword edge. The skill was to push the opponent's abdomen, and his whole body was lifted up immediately. When the other swordsman saw that his brother was being attacked, he hurriedly raised his sword to save him. At this time, Xue Ju's body Turning around, the arm he had just lifted took a step back, and his backhand was grasped in the air, just in time to meet the swordsman's arm. Then, Xue Ju pulled and twisted hard, and immediately twisted his entire body. Come, and at this moment, another swordsman managed to stand firm. When he looked up and saw this, he also screamed and wanted to come forward to save him, but Xue Ju flew up and hit him in the chest with a kick. He immediately flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Hey," at this time, the woman who had previously spilled the dust rushed over again, her hands facing Xue Ju's side. Suddenly, red, green, yellow, and dust of various colors were directed towards Xue Ju. Xue Ju sprinkled it over, covering Xue Ju's whole body. Seeing that this move was successful, the woman also smiled proudly and shouted: "If you are hit by my Xiaoyaosan, let's see if you die or not."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, a figure suddenly flew out of the dust and flew straight towards the woman. The woman was frightened and hurriedly dodged away. The figure also fell heavily to the ground. After a closer look, , but it was the swordsman who was taken down by Xue Ju before. At this time, his face was completely dark, and he was still foaming at the mouth. He was obviously poisoned, and his brother, The swordsman who had just been kicked by Xue Ju and was lying on the other side of the yard panting looked at it and immediately exclaimed: "Liu Piaopiao, my eldest brother has been hit by your Xiaoyaosan, please get the antidote quickly."
The woman had no intention of paying attention to others at the moment. She was looking at the poisonous fog in front of her with vigilance. The poisonous fog had not completely dissipated at this moment, so she could not see the movement in the poisonous fog. But at this moment , there was a sudden sound, and a black shadow rushed out from the poisonous mist again. This time it was Xue Ju himself. In just a blink of an eye, Xue Ju had already rushed in front of the woman, a His hands were like iron pliers, wrapping around the woman's neck, clearly wanting to capture her.
At this moment, the two sword-wielding brothers had fallen to the ground. The stocky man who had previously fought with Xue Ju was half-kneeling on the ground, unable to move. The woman was obviously only good at using poison, and her martial arts skills were not as good as Xue Ju's. Seeing that Xue Ju's iron claws were about to grab her pink neck, and no one could rescue her, at this moment, Xue Ju felt that his eyes were blurred, and a white and gleaming palm suddenly appeared. Appeared in front of him, before Xue Ju could react, the hand had already wrapped directly around his wrist, and then he felt his wrist tighten, and Xue Ju's palm could no longer reach forward even half an inch. .
Xue Ju was shocked. Ever since he achieved great success in Hunyuan Qigong, and with his extraordinary divine power, he had never encountered an opponent, let alone someone who could suppress him in terms of strength. Xue Ju turned around again and took a look. , I saw that the person who restrained him was the white-faced man who was standing on the wall before. This man didn't look burly, so how could he be stronger than himself? Xue Ju immediately secretly urged Gu to get up. All the strength in his body was to stretch his hand forward, but no matter how hard Xue Ju tried, the palm on his wrist seemed to be made of iron and could not move at all.
Seeing Xue Ju's iron claws shaking in front of her eyes, the poisonous woman had already turned pale with fright. But after seeing the white-faced man appear, she was shocked and happy, and couldn't help but exclaim. Said: "Master,"
The white-faced man ignored her, but looked at Xue Ju with interest. Seeing how Xue Ju struggled in his hands, there was even a hint of excitement on his face. Finally, the white-faced man smiled casually and said: "With your natural divine power and the tyranny of Hunyuan Qigong, that traitor has a good vision and found himself such a good apprentice. With your qualifications, you are the most suitable to practice Hunyuan Qigong. It's a pity that you only have the training Hunyuan Qigong's internal strength and mental skills are not matched with the tricks of Hunyuan Qigong. He has strong internal strength, but he can only act recklessly like a street gangster. But speaking of it, with such recklessness alone, he can defeat me. The four elders in the mountain gate were defeated, and you are considered to be something extraordinary. Fortunately, the traitor only stole the internal energy and mental method, and did not take away the Hunyuan Boxing Sutra. Otherwise, I would not be able to control you."
Xue Ju was shocked and angry at the moment, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his fist out of the opponent's hand. Immediately, Xue Ju raised his other fist, rounded it and smashed it towards the opponent's head. , Xue Ju has that confidence, as long as this punch hits hard, he will definitely be able to smash the opponent's head into pieces.
But just when Xue Ju's fist was about to fall, the other hand of the white-faced man suddenly raised up. His palm turned left and right, wrapped around Xue Ju's fist, and actually pulled Xue Ju's fist again. The fist was restrained, and then, the white-faced man curled up his lips, showed a sneer, and snorted: "What a pity, such a good qualification is wasted like this,"
After saying this, the white-faced man suddenly raised his hands and twisted Xue Ju's arms. Xue Ju's arms were immediately twisted into twists. The white-faced man was cold again. Smiling, he said lightly: "It's a pity. Although you just held your breath in the poisonous mist of Xiaoyao Powder, Xiaoyao Powder can be poisoned not only by breathing, even if the body comes into contact with the poison of Xiaoyao Powder, Fen will also be invaded by toxins. If this were not the case, you wouldn't be rushing to catch Liu Piaopiao just now. Wouldn't you just want to capture her and take out the antidote?"
As the white-faced man spoke, Xue Ju's face began to slowly change. Although it did not immediately turn into a dark face like those who had been poisoned before, there were clearly a few black lines appearing on his face. Xue Ju's expression also changed significantly. He seemed to be enduring extreme pain. The expression on his face began to distort. He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to breathe hard, and he seemed to want to shout loudly, but what he could say was Yes, just some hoarse breathing.
As for Xue Ju's expression, the white-faced man turned a blind eye and said calmly: "Actually, I have noticed it since you were in the poisonous mist. Your skill has begun to slowly decline. If you are in your current state, I'm afraid They are no longer able to withstand the combined swords of the two Wang brothers. Haha, Liu Piaopiao, give the antidote to Wang Dafeng and don't let him die." At the end of the sentence, the white-faced man suddenly let go of his hands and lifted Xue Li's arm. Let go and let Xue Ju fall to the ground. At the same time, he gave instructions to the woman behind him.
After hearing the white-faced man's order, the woman didn't dare to delay. She immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve and rushed to the poisoned swordsman to feed him the antidote. The white-faced man looked down at his face. Xue Ju, who was in pain, smiled coldly and hummed: "Xiaoyao has taken away our antidote and there is no cure. I won't kill you. I will just leave you to die like this. Treat it as your master." The punishment of that traitor back then,"
After saying that, the white-faced man waved his hand and jumped up. The remaining assassins also supported each other and left the small courtyard. In the end, only Xue Ju was left lying on the ground in pain, rolling all over the ground until Take your last breath,