Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 267
"kill!"

The wind knife slashed, and a monkey-shaped fog monster fell down.

Lu Tong raised his head and said, "Run away."

Yue Shenyu hangs in the air.

Below, hundreds of monkey-like, cat-like, and rat-like mist monsters in the valley are dodging and attacking at the same time.

A large piece of wind blade fell, and a cat-shaped mist monster released a wisp of black smoke.

"Sun, under the tree in front, three feet, one ear, black cat."

Sun Hao stomped on his feet, took three short steps and two long steps, approached in an instant, raised his hand and stabbed.

Mana poured in and turned into a sword light.

As the tip of the sword trembled, the sword light flew up and down, covering several feet up and down in an instant.

The one-eared black cat was pierced with more than a dozen holes, but only a faint trace of black smoke drifted out.

"Escaped again."

Lu Tong shook his head, and flew into the sky in a few steps.

It has been almost a stick of incense before and after.

A foot-long fog ghost.

Frog-legged, upright, shaped like a squirrel, but its front paws are like sickles.

Jumping repeatedly between the fog monsters, teasing several people back and forth, and took the opportunity to hurt the paw of the ancestral nun.

Yue Shenyu frowned, and said: "Junior brother, protect me!"

"it is good."

He took out the iron rod, and two fire dragons drilled out from under the tiger's claws, standing aside.

Yue Shenyu stretched out his hand.

The four wind monkeys scattered to the east, west, south and north respectively, opening their mouths and blowing gusts of wind.

Yue Shenyu opened his arms, and his green shirt fluttered over his white armor.

Clothes hem, sleeves, skirt... all turned into black threads and fell down.

"rise!"

A burst of extremely thick magic power gushed out, and the strong wind in the valley turned into a giant tornado.

The black thread in the wind is like a slender flying sword, piercing through hundreds of fog monsters at the same time in an instant.

A plume of black smoke rose.

Countless Qingsi rushed towards it from all directions, like blood beetles smelling blood.

A cloud of black smoke rose.

Lu Tong relaxed and said with a smile: "Senior sister, what a powerful method."

Yue Shenyu shook his head.

"Once this technique is performed, there is no energy left to protect myself. If I don't have my junior brother to protect me, I wouldn't dare to use it."

The blue silk returned and turned into clothes again.

fell into the valley.

Yue Shenyu gathers the blood of the ghost, and disassembles the body of the fog monster hiding in it.

Lu Tong looked at a fist-sized hole under the corpse, and said in surprise, "What a clever fog ghost!"

Yue Shenyu took out the corpse of the fog ghost from the cave, and put it in his pocket together with the ghost blood.

"This place has been fighting for a long time. The fog ghosts with low intelligence have already been killed, and the rest are difficult to deal with."

"A little effort in two days."

He shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I don't know when I can pay off the debts of Huolongdong."

"It's not difficult! If the younger brother joins the senior brother Qianfeng, the senior brother will not be stingy with a few big and small merits."

The two looked at each other.

Lu Tong looked up at Xiao Lieyang, stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, a stick of incense is almost over."

Back then when he had nowhere to go in his cultivation, he turned to Jing Xin in exchange for a copy of "Secret Demon Fated Body Skills", a chance to join the sect, and a lot of business.

Now he has entered the sect.

It's not worth the effort.

……

In the city, there are very few pedestrians on the street.

Chase the electric knife outside the door.

Lu Tong looked at the sign on the door and the closing door, and asked, "Why is the door closed?"

"If you don't have enough to eat, ordinary people don't have the energy to practice martial arts. Not only their house, but other martial arts halls are also closed."

Sun Hao walked to the door, grabbed the copper ring on the door, and smashed it hard a few times.

After a long time, a thin shirtless man opened the door and muttered impatiently: "The door is closed, come back when the fog subsides."

"What if you can't retreat?"

The thin man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lu Tong, but didn't dare to get angry, and said: "Why don't you go to another house to see."

"It's your home."

Lu Tong raised his tiger paw and walked towards the door.

"Hey……"

The thin man didn't reach out to stop him, he yelled a few times, and after the two of them entered, he closed the door and quietly inserted the crossbar.

The door does not open, but there are people practicing knives inside the door.

A one-armed old man was holding a branch and was instructing four monks to practice sword skills.

Two men and two women.

The four of them looked very strong, with broad shoulders, thick arms, thin waists, and legs like piles.

Behind, the lean man winked.

The four of them met each other's eyes, and took out different long knives and short knives respectively.

One person stood up and asked, "I heard that Wan Ping was murdered?"

Sun Hao ignored it.

The man's face changed, and he asked again: "Sun, what are you doing here?"

Ask the Sun number.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Tong.

Lu Tong glanced at several people and asked, "How much money is it for learning sword skills?"

"Don't teach."

The one-armed old man shook his head and waved his hands to signal the disciples to back off.

Lu Tong frowned.

"Why not teach?"

"Murder stuff, don't teach strangers."

His face relaxed, and he cupped his hands and said, "Capture Qizong, Lu Tong."

"Capturing Qi Sect?"

The eyes of the one-armed old man opened slightly, as if there was a flash of a knife.

Lu Tong took out his disciple token.

It's a pity that the one-armed old man has only heard the name of the sect, so he doesn't recognize the token at all.

"Learning swords is not enough, you can practice swords."

He put away the token and asked, "What?"

The one-armed old man raised the branches, pointed at the four apprentices one by one, and said: "You practice sword skills with them, how much you can learn is up to you."

"it is good."

……

martial arts field.

Lu Tong and a burly male cultivator stood facing each other.

Standing on tiptoe with tiger paws, he is five feet seven inches tall, taller than most monks.

This monk is still half a head taller.

"Tian Dong, please!"

Tian Dong took out a long knife like water.

The knife is more than four and a half feet long, longer than ordinary knives, but the blade is very narrow, only half a palm wide.

Lu Tong took a deep breath and said, "Please!"

"You don't have a knife?"

Tian Dong turned his head and wanted to borrow the knife.

He shook his head and said, "There is a knife."

"it is good."

Tian Dong took a serious look, then suddenly raised his hand and slashed across.

Lu Tong swung his right arm empty-handed sideways, and a Zhang-long wind saber emerged from half of his palm.

The wind knife just condensed.

Tian Dong's saber light flashed suddenly, caught up with Feng Dao in an instant, and chopped Feng Dao into pieces.

He couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

So fast.

Outside the court, the one-armed monk said: "Too slow! The five fingers are the fastest, the wrist is second, the forearm is the second, and the shoulder is the slowest! Boss, you are too impatient!"

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat.

He raised his right hand, flipped his wrist, and swept across it in less than a moment.With a wave of the forearm, the strength is greater, but it is far slower than the wrist.

He thought for a while, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your advice."

The two fought again, and Tian Dong chopped the wind knife again.

After dozens of times.

Tian Dong held the handle of the knife in his right hand, with the blade pointing up, and was about to swing the knife.

Lu Tong folded his left hand in front of his chest, pressed his wrist violently, the wind knife appeared, his index finger and middle finger hooked the blade and threw it out violently.

Before the knife was raised, the wind knife had already hit the blade.

Tian Dong didn't have time to exert force, a huge force surged in, he let go of his hand, and the long knife fell to the ground.

"You! This is not a sword technique!"

With a smile in his eyes, he said: "What is it if it's not the sword technique?"

"Yes... it's a spell!"

"okay!"

A female cultivator came up and said carelessly: "If you lose, you lose. What are you talking about, it's my turn!"

The nuns are very strong.

The arms are as thick as thighs, and the thighs are as thick as cow legs.

Flipping his hands, he took out two knives, one long and one short. The blades fluctuated like rolling hills.

"bring it on!"

"What's your name?"

"A book towel! Look at the knife!"

The long knife slashed down obliquely.

At the same time, the little finger of the left hand hooked the dagger and flicked it violently, the dagger flew out immediately and turned into a knife wheel.

His heart skipped a beat, and whirlwinds emerged from both arms at the same time.

Two wind knives blocked the long knife and the short knife.

When the distance was only three feet, the long knife slipped down instantly, like a waterfall in the mountains, and the two wind knives were chopped to pieces at the same time.

The short knife flashed past and stabbed the right chest.

Zhang Shujin was taken aback.

"what……"

Lu Tong pulled out the short knife from his chest, and the tip of the knife penetrated half an inch into the flesh, without hurting the vitals.

This knife was thought to be blocked with the tail, but at the last moment he let go of the thought.

With the golden energy of "Three Yuan Jia", even if it hurts the vitals, it will not endanger life, so it is better to gain experience.

To learn the sword, first to suffer the sword.

"You, are you okay?"

He casually threw the short knife back and said, "Your knife can't hurt me."

"Look at the knife!"

……

into the night.

Exhausted of mana and exhausted physically, Lu Tong walked down the street step by step.

"Sun."

"exist!"

"How many knife shops are there in Aoshan City?"

"There are seven that can be obtained."

"Go and ask, what are the conditions for these few schools to learn swordsmanship."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)