Jiaolong Jue

Xuan Dituo's arms trembled slightly, and sweat broke out on his forehead

But he said with a strange smile: "Okay! Old witch, if you admit defeat, I, Xuan Dituo, can also leave your whole body! Hehe"

Patriarch Yan Luo was furious and cursed

"Beasts are courting death!"

When he exerted force in the air, the wooden stick became much heavier in an instant, just like a heavy stone weighing down straight down.

Xuan Dituo's arms shook wildly, unbearable.

In desperation, he wanted to fight to the death, and slowly withdrew his arms. When the arms were bent and could no longer be withdrawn, he laughed strangely and pushed out with all his strength.

The moment the arms were straightened, before the opponent's reaction force came, he suddenly freed a hand, and the tuanhua turned into six flashing cold lights, and rushed towards Master Yan Luo.

Patriarch Yan Luo didn't have time to put more force on the wooden stick with his backhand. Seeing the six flashes of light were extremely fast and dangerous, he couldn't do it.

Go back to look for Xuan Dituo, but there is no trace.

Just as she was wondering, suddenly a light flashed not far away, and she saw two clusters of flowers surrounding her and began to move slowly.

The enemy's movement was unknown, and Patriarch Yan Luo didn't want to take action easily, so he just stood in the center and watched with cold eyes.

Soon, Dan saw the two flower clusters moving faster and faster, forming a brilliant and shimmering halo around her.

In the mist, it is bright and dark, and it looks beautiful in an instant.

Patriarch Yan Luo was watching carefully, when suddenly there was another "clucking" sound, and a silver light escaped from the circle of light, rushing toward him in a gust of wind.

Patriarch Yan Luo lightly waved his wooden stick to meet the attack, and with a crisp sound, the revolving knife was sent flying, and the starlight quickly merged into the circle of light in a flash.

After that, there was a lot of strange laughter, and I saw several rays of light coming from all directions at the same time.

Patriarch Yan Luo didn't dare to neglect, he waved the wooden stick in his hand like the wind, and the several rays of light were blown away one after another. For a while, the rays of light scattered randomly, just like meteors streaking across the center of the sky, suddenly changing lanes, and disappearing in the brilliant sky in an instant. In the galaxy.

As the aperture returned to the same level, he heard a strange laugh and said: "Yan Luo, the old demon, is worthy of being a character feared by everyone in the martial arts world, and he is really extraordinary! Xuan Di Tuo admires him so much! Hehe!"

Patriarch Yan Luo said coldly: "Hmph, you are not bad either! Feel free to use whatever you have, even though the old woman is mediocre, she can deal with it!"

Xuan Dituo smiled strangely again: "Okay! Come again! Come again! Hehe"

As soon as the voice fell, the aperture suddenly accelerated, and became ups and downs, just like the sudden rise of water waves.

As the water wave became bigger and bigger, accompanied by a strange laugh, the bright water wave suddenly turned into a sky full of light, and went straight to the center.

Patriarch Yan Luo danced the wooden stick in his hand like a windmill in the strong wind, whistling "woo woo", and blocked it everywhere.

All I could hear was the sound of "jingling" metal knocking, which was really crisp and pleasant.

In a blink of an eye, several beams of light were struck back one by one, and around the periphery of Master Yan Luo, like dry grass encountering sparks, the circle of light was ignited again with a "bang", and circled around non-stop.

Patriarch Yan Luo stood in the center of the circle, and glanced at the circle of light

He said coldly: "Lord Jin Wei, are you still doing this? Is there anything else? If not, it's the old woman's turn to do it!"

There was a strange smile in the circle of light: "Yes! Yes! Don't worry, just now is the first wave, and there will be two waves, three waves, of course, four waves, five waves... until you are buried in this wave of light." Li, until the bones are smashed to pieces! Hehe"

Not waiting for Patriarch Yan Luo to get angry, I saw that the circle of light fluctuated again, and with the ups and downs, it became nearer and farther away.

Patriarch Yan Luo saw it and couldn't figure out what he was doing, so he just waited quietly.

As the aperture fluctuates more and more, the high point is more than one foot, and the low point is less than a foot.

While the aperture fluctuates, the scale of forward and backward movement is constantly increasing. At the closest time, it was less than four feet away from Master Yan Luo, but at the farthest time, it was two or three feet away.

With the strange laugh again, I saw that the light circle approaching Master Yan Luo shot out from high to low at the same time.

Patriarch Yan Luo hurriedly waved the wooden stick to resist, and just now knocked away the light circles, and the light circles in the distance flew out from high to low. The light is high and low.

Patriarch Yan Luo had no choice but to strike hard again, and just after finishing, the light from the outer circle of light shot out one after another. In this way, Patriarch Yan Luo kept parrying in the circle of light, without stopping for a moment.

As wave after wave of light from the rotating knife continued to shoot, compared to when the apertures shot at the same time at the beginning, there was a slight gap in the middle.

Patriarch Yan Luo parried more than a dozen waves in a row, and couldn't help sweating gradually on his back.

Xuan Dituo smiled and praised strangely, and at the same time exerted more strength.

Patriarch Yan Luo knew that if things go on like this, there will always be a moment of heart failure. In the end, even if he is not injured by the rotary knife, he will be exhausted to death!

Thinking of this, she saw that while she repeatedly swung her staff to hit the rotary knife, with the help of her internal force, she slowly moved her body up, and finally rose about two feet away.

At the same time as the body was suspended in the air, the white hair on his head exploded suddenly in the wind, and each silver thread was more than ten feet long, stretching and winding in all directions like a snake, even though there was a strong mountain wind, it could not change the situation at all. The direction of each hairspring.

Patriarch Yan Luo kept turning his body in the air, bringing his white hair into a non-stop rotation. As the speed became faster and faster, his white hair turned into a large white cloud, covering half of the sky.

For a moment, the entire altar was raging with strong winds, and the surrounding thick fog was blown into a mess and flew around.

Xuan Dituo was terrified when he saw it, and it was expected that this would be the final decisive battle, so he pushed the revolving knife with all his strength, and the bright lights crossed back and forth, flying up and down, covering the sky and covering the ground, enclosing Master Yan Luo in the sea of ​​knives.

At first, Patriarch Yan Luo was still dialing with the wooden stick, but when her body stopped spinning and sank slowly, her whole body was tightly covered by her white hair, she put away the wooden stick and stopped resisting.

Rays of light shot straight into her slowly squirming white hair, without sound, and disappeared instantly.

Soon, the halos on all sides disappeared.

Xuan Dituo saw that all of his rotary knives were shot into the white hair of Patriarch Yan Luo without exception. At first, he was secretly happy, but in the end, Patriarch Yan Luo screamed and screamed, and the ground was full of blood. , and there is no rotary knife shot out from the white hair.

Only he was left empty-handed, and stood there dumbfounded at a loss.

After a while, Master Yan Luo said coldly under his white hair, "Xuandiduo, do you still have your spinning knife? If you still have it, you can continue to use it!"

Xuan Dituo shook his head dully and said, "It's gone! It's all gone! It's all in your hair!"

Patriarch Yan Luo sneered for a while, the laughter was not loud, but compared with the lingering mountain wind, it felt colder and more frightening, desolate and tragic, so that Xuan Dituo couldn't help shivering.

He raised his head as if waking up from a dream, and looked at the old woman in front of him.

She had white hair all over her head, and every single strand of her hair was shining brightly in the dark mist, extending from the top of her head to all directions, wriggling non-stop, as if she wanted to swallow everything at any time.

As if seeing a ghost, he couldn't help trembling at the corners of his mouth and said, "Yan...Luo... Patriarch, what kind of magical skill did you use? It's so powerful?"

Patriarch Yan Luo smiled coldly again and said, "Since you have come to attack my Rakshasa Island, haven't you heard that the owner of Rakshasa Island has a unique skill in his life?"

After hearing this, Xuan Dituo fell to his knees with a "plop" like five lightning strikes.

He kowtowed repeatedly and begged: "Xuandituo overestimated his own strength and rushed against the patriarch. Only today did he realize that the patriarch's martial arts are unrivaled in the world, which is rare in the world! Xuandituo sincerely worships! I swear that I will never be an enemy of Rakshasa Island again! I also hope that the patriarch will show mercy, Let me live!"

Patriarch Yan Luo snorted coldly and said: "As far as I know, you Dragon Guards have never been soft on the enemy in order to achieve their goals, and what I did on Luocha Island, you must have heard of it! Have you ever heard of me? Did you spare anyone? Besides, since you forced me to use all my life-saving stunts, wouldn't it be a pity not to show it to you? Humph"

Xuan Dituo knelt down to beg for mercy, but it was just delaying time and paralyzing the other party. Once the other party was negligent, he could take the opportunity to slip away.

Therefore, after listening to Patriarch Yan Luo's words, he hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head and said, "There's no need to show it! It's not a pity, heck, it's not a pity..."

Before the words were finished, the legs had already stood up, and at the same time, the toes were close together, and the small body disappeared in the mist.

Patriarch Yan Luo let out a long cry, and all his white hair converged in the direction where Xuan Dituo was escaping at the same time. Thousands of heads moved and tens of thousands burst out. With the sound of "hissing", the twelve rotating knives wrapped in white hair also followed issued.

In the dense fog, a piercing scream shook the whole field.

Patriarch Yan Luo arrived immediately, and saw bright red blood stains on the edge of the altar, and Xuan Dituo had disappeared.

Patriarch Yan Luo hated secretly in his heart, and was about to follow after him, but saw more than a dozen women hurriedly boarded the altar in the mist, came to Patriarch Yan Luo, and saluted one after another.

One of the reports reported: "According to the island owner's order, we sneaked across the river and forced those who attacked us, about 30 of them, into the rushing water, and it is estimated that they have been washed into the sea by now!"

At this moment, Patriarch Yan Luo had a slight smile on his face, and only ordered them to guard the altar.

She expected that Dingxuan Dituo must go to her residence to meet Shamoke, and hurried off the altar.

Among the dozens of people led by Xuan Dituo, there are seven silver guards, fifteen bronze guards, and the rest are iron guards, all of whom are elite soldiers and strong generals in Yulongwei.

In terms of martial arts, these ordinary little girls on Raksha Island are not their opponents at all, but it's a pity that they are all divided on isolated rocks.

At first, he didn't dare to retreat without Xuan Dituo's order, and couldn't move forward, so he could only stand on the stone and wait anxiously.

Later, those women took a detour to block their retreat, and used the long silk in their hands to attack them one by one.

They were unable to move, and at this moment, they couldn't retreat, so they were driven into the torrent one after another.

This river leads directly to the sea. In the torrent, no matter how high or low your martial arts are, it is difficult to use them. You can only let yourself be washed into the vast sea by the waves.

There were dozens of well-known and powerful characters, but not a single one was left, and they all disappeared in the sea.

At this time, Xuan Dituo, who was seriously injured, was using the cover of the mist to run away in the direction of Shamoke and Manzhushawu.