Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 439, Flying Pestle, Flying Sword
On the mountain, in the contest between the two of them, He Yuan lost immediately.Although he had already made various guesses about Siming Sanren's methods, he never expected that his opponent could use two flying swords at the same time.

He Yuan reacted quickly, and after dodging the two flying swords, he counterattacked smoothly.

The sound of "whoosh——" sounded.

A dozen or so thin and small iron filings flew in the air, and after infused with He Yuan's internal energy, their power was astonishing.

He Yuan's quick response made Siming Sanren very helpless.No matter how powerful the flying sword is, it can't stop such tiny iron filings.

The undisciplined dodges and curses: "Young generation is rampant."

After dodging the hidden weapon, he still felt a faint pain from the wind blowing on his face.Angry in his heart, he immediately activated the sword formula, and the two flying swords danced at the same time.

This is his trump card.In the previous fight, I knew the strength of the young man on the other side.Therefore, when he came up, he relentlessly used a powerful killer, just wanting to take down his opponent in one fell swoop.

To his surprise, the two flying swords were used together, but they failed to kill the opponent immediately.But judging from this posture, he should be able to secure victory.

Feijian went back and forth, and the staggered attacks did not stop, which made He Yuan dare not use all his strength.In desperation, he threw a lot of hidden weapons continuously, hoping to force the opponent to avoid, so that he could quickly approach the opponent.

Siming Sanren immediately understood He Yuan's intentions, and he began to change directions at any time.

While avoiding Feijian, He Yuan also looked for an opportunity to attack his opponent. He dodged back and forth several times, his clothes were inevitably torn, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

The onlookers were extremely nervous, while the Sanren's subordinates shouted hello one after another.

Among the people who came here, there were quite a few masters in the rivers and lakes, who claimed to be well-informed on weekdays.However, I saw Sanren directing two cold lights, flying back and forth in the air.Flying swords like living creatures circled around He Yuan and attacked.This stunt still left them dumbfounded.

Many people thought to themselves that if they encountered this kind of kung fu, they might not be able to stand up to it in one round, so they couldn't help but admire He Yuan even more, and at the same time, they were secretly afraid of Siming Sanren's methods.

He Yuan successively used hidden weapons such as iron lotus seeds and flying awls, but none of them had any effect, but was smashed into iron filings by the opponent's flying sword.Occasionally he was touched by iron filings.

If he continues like this, he will suffer a loss. His heart moved, and as a last resort, he could only take out the kung fu that he failed to practice.

He Yuan clasped the seized flying sword with his left hand, spotted the stabbing cold light, and suddenly threw it out.

"when--"

This time, the sword did not shatter.

The sword that He Yuan threw was the Miss Gong's weapon.However, Miss Gong's sword probably didn't practice well enough, after the collision, it fell to the ground with a clang.

Siming Sanren's flying sword was knocked a little crooked and failed to stab He Yuan.

Siming Sanren snorted.

"My two apprentices are really bad in your hands." He urged the flying sword, and his moves became more and more fierce.

He Yuan took out two golden guts with his left hand, taking advantage of the delay of the previous move.

He Yuan didn't dare to hope that the blow just now would work. It was already not easy to stop it for a moment.He exerted his lightness kung fu with all his strength, not daring to stop for a moment.Everyone could only see him waving his gray monk robe, moving back and forth like a shadow, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Siming Sanren's flying sword moves are also speeding up, the two flying swords sometimes cross each other, and sometimes attack in parallel.

While dodging, He Yuan suddenly paused for a moment, and the two flying swords took the opportunity to pass by.

Among He Yuan's friends, some couldn't help but exclaimed.

Then, they realized that the flying sword just stabbed the phantom.He Yuan resorted to the lifting method and rushed out abruptly.Because the movement was too fast, the species saw the afterimage of him staying in place.

The weapon in He Yuan's right hand swayed out a stick shadow, hitting the opponent's flying sword.

However, Feijian's speed was too fast, and he shuttled out from the shadow of his stick.

There was a smirk on Siming Sanren's face, and Feijian got away from the opponent faster and faster. Although He Yuan hid very well, there were always times when he couldn't dodge.

At the moment of crisis, He Yuan let out a low growl, and with a flick of his left hand, a little golden light flashed.

Siming Sanren snorted. He had seen He Yuan's hidden weapons before, so he was naturally prepared.Destroying a flying sword, he met the golden light.

"Dang—" There was a crisp sound.

Jin Guangshang was not shattered, but was blocked once, with undiminished power, he attacked Siming Sanren.

Siming San was startled, he didn't have time to take a closer look, and hurriedly dodged to the right.

He Yuan shot out the golden light again silently, the hidden weapon behind it came first and hit the golden light in front, causing the hidden weapon in front to change direction suddenly and still hit Siming Sanren.

The two hidden weapons thrown by He Yuan hit the opponent like meteors chasing the moon.To everyone's surprise, Siming Sanren was not mediocre either, so he smashed the flying sword on the other side and went up to meet him.
Another collision.

The golden light was not scattered.Siming Sanren used lightness kung fu to distance himself from He Yuan.

The uninitiated glanced at it in a hurry, the golden light was two golden galls the size of walnuts.He was relieved, and after avoiding Jin Dan, he urged the sword formula to intensify the attack.

Everyone thought that He Yuan's throwing out these two golden galls was just a stopgap measure.However, what happened next left everyone dumbfounded.

The golden gall closest to the four scattered practitioners, after being thrown out about Zhang Xu, turned around on its own, enough weight to make the golden gall make a whining sound.

Siming Sanren was watching He Yuan dodge the flying sword in embarrassment, feeling proud in his heart.He suddenly heard the sound of the wind behind him, and the sound of the wind was not good.

He is not a rookie in the rivers and lakes, he knows that there must be an attack behind him.In a hurry, he bent forward abruptly.Jin Dan turned back and brushed against Sanren's back.

Siming Sanren felt numbness in the back of his head, hurriedly performed lightness kung fu, and hid a little far away. When he looked back, his face turned pale with shock.Can the golden guts turn around?

At this time, the two golden galls collided, and one of them changed direction under the action of force, and met the flying sword separately.

Under the impact, Feijian deviated from the course and failed to hurt He Yuan.

People around couldn't help exclaiming.Among them, Bayan was the most astonished.

Others don't know, only he knows in his heart that when he and He Yuan exchanged martial arts techniques, they didn't talk about the tricks of flying pestles.However, Bayan still recognized it at a glance, this is the method of secret religion.He guessed in his heart that perhaps Dorje Cairang of the Juga School taught He Jue Qiaoyuan the Dharma.

Everyone around looked at each other, but He Yuan actually used this method to defuse the danger.

Only a few people noticed that one of the two golden galls thrown by He Yuan was obviously out of control.Another very flexible left and right shuttle.

The impact of each stab can make the flying sword change direction. With the help of two golden guts, many people think that He Yuan has stabilized his position.

However, He Yuan understood that Jin Dan couldn't stop Fei Jian.
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