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Chapter 215 Weaknesses of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra

boom! boom! boom!

A dozen footprints were stepped on the ground one after another.

While Sang Sanniang stepped back, she still smiled arrogantly: "Hahaha, so this is the Dugu Nine Swords, the secret skill of Huashan Sword Sect?"

"Not bad!"

The mixed sounds of men and women echoed in Linghu Chong's ears.

But the Dugu Nine Swords, which is famous for its breaking moves, did not scare Sang Sanniang.

The white strip of cloth on his body was entangled by the internal force of the Marrow Cleansing Meridian, making it lock Linghu Chong's sword like a chain.

Suddenly!

The surrounding energy was surging, and the ground beneath his feet was shaking like water.

The invisible force that spread out directly shattered and exploded all the surrounding trees and stone platforms.

The fight between the two at this moment was not just a battle of moves, but also a collision of internal forces between the two.

As he finished speaking, Linghu Chong's expression suddenly changed.

With this level of internal strength, he should be the first among the current ten elders of the Demon Sect, not the one at the bottom.

Doubts flashed across Sang Sanniang's eyes, but then her mood changed again. Lowering her head, she looked at the sword on her chest, grinned, and said proudly: "Is that just this? It's not enough!"

Under the collision of strength, the sword energy was flying. Sang Sanniang only had time to turn her head to avoid the sword energy, but a flaw was exposed under her feet. She was unable to release the force, and her body suddenly fell back, and the vital point suddenly appeared.

His body shook, and the long sword that pierced his chest was shaken out, and was grabbed by Linghu Chong Ningkong.

Linghu Chong didn't have time to wonder why he was still alive after the sword passed through his body, when he saw Sang Sanniang rushing towards her like a crazy evil ghost.

Jian Mei frowned, and Linghu Chong looked very ugly.

At this moment, he borrowed the power of the original Zixia magic skill.

Unlike Feng Qingyang and Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze and Feng Buequen have experienced it firsthand.

"Sword Qi?" Sang Sanniang looked extremely shocked. She seemed not to have expected this scene.

In the end, the whole person was nailed to the stone wall.

The sword body trembled, and the internal energy of the Yi Jin Jing exploded.

What makes people uncomfortable is not only how this Sang Sanniang knows about Dugu Nine Swords, but also the other party's internal strength is also very strange.

The white hair was dancing wildly, the expression was crazy, and the cloth strips were showing their teeth and claws.

The whole person carried an aura of mad destruction.

In addition, Linghu Chong had even less experience in this matter, so he had never considered it.

"???"

After drawing the long sword and finding that it was locked, Linghu Chong actually retreated without even taking the sword.

The sword light flashed, and the long sword passed through Sang Sanniang's right hand, which she only had time to extend, and passed through her body with her hand.

It was as if time passed by for no reason. In the blink of an eye, Sang Sanniang turned into a monster that seemed to be alive and dead.

"..."

Originally, Linghu Chong didn't care much about the sword energy disputes in the sect from the beginning, and he didn't understand them well.

Sang Sanniang was so weird that Linghu Chong could only be sure that Ding Chunqiu and Yue Lingshan had done some experiments on each other.

"what!"

"..."

laugh--

Linghu Chong had already held his breath, as he might have been poisoned.

It was a strange smell that was a mixture of rouge, corpse odor, rot, and strange fragrance.

As a result, Linghu Chong experienced even less.

An extremely violent energy swept out.

Not to mention that he now masters the most top-notch skills in swords and qi.

What's more important is the smell coming from the other party.

Although doubts flashed subconsciously in Linghu Chong's heart, he said coldly: "Do you really think that the current Huashan Sect still has a pure sword fight?"

Not only the color of his hair changed, but his expression and posture also changed strangely.

Sang Sanniang's originally black hair turned all gray in the blink of an eye.

Because of the rebellion of Ding Chunqiu, Yue Lingshan and Laudnuo, Linghu Chong had no chance to experience what happened in the original work.

It's like a living dead.

What kind of martial arts is this so-called Marrow Cleansing Sutra?

The more Linghu Chong looked, the more something was wrong. Faced with Sang Sanniang's madness, he could only concentrate on dealing with it.

"Yeah yeah~~~"

Sang Sanniang didn't seem to expect this as pieces of cloth flew into the air, and she was caught off guard.

Even though he retreated in time, Linghu Chong's face straightened and he looked in front of him with a dull expression.

The sword edge was raised, and the force of the sword hit Sang Sanniang's vitals directly.

At this moment, Linghu Chong's sword moves changed, but he was not limited to any one sword move.

Dugu Nine Swords, Huashan Swordsmanship, Qingfeng Thirteen Styles and other swordsmanship can be changed at will.

He actually wanted to use the opponent to hone his own swordsmanship.

During the previous fight, Linghu Chong felt that he had clearly seen Sang Sanniang's talent and understanding.

Even with Ding Chunqiu's help, the improvement was huge, but in Linghu Chong's opinion, it was just the same thing.

During the fight, Linghu Chong's expression suddenly changed.

"???!!!"

The sword energy kept leaving scars on the opponent's body, and the long sword penetrated the body from time to time, but to Sang Sanniang, it was as if those injuries did not appear on her body.

Sang Sanniang completely ignored her injuries and completely switched from defense to offense.

With a 100% attack, with a madness that was not afraid of injuries, and with no regard for the consumption of skill, he actually forced Linghu Chong to retreat step by step.

"what is happening?"

Linghu Chong had never seen such a situation.

That is very different from having a golden body that is indestructible.

From the mouths of Uncle Fengtai, his wife, and Lin Ping, Linghu Chong had long known that his junior sister had developed an indestructible golden body by practicing the Zixia Magic Kung Fu.

As for Sang Sanniang's so-called Marrow Cleansing Sutra, Linghu Chong also speculated that she also had a golden body.

Facing Sang Sanniang, Linghu Chong had the intention of breaking through the defense with the Dugu Nine Swords, but what he didn't expect was that what Sang Sanniang showed was completely different.

Sang Sanniang had no defense, as if the body that was constantly being hit hard was not hers.

As the saying goes, if you are too aggressive, you will risk your life.

Even though Linghu Chong's martial arts and self-confidence were superior to his opponent.

The opponent Linghu Chong faced at this moment could not be described by common sense.

The last time I was so amazed and shocked by something that impacted my three views was when I was in Shaolin.

The surrounding environment was in a mess, as if something had been destroyed.

After dozens of moves, the two of them passed each other.

Sang Sanniang clung to the stone wall in a mess, looking down at Linghu Chong.

below.

Linghu Chong's forehead was covered with sweat unknowingly, and he was concentrating on guarding.

In the process just now, Linghu Chong had already left dozens of fatal wounds on the opponent's body.

These injuries are as useless as a joke.

There was no way she was safe.

Even Ding Chunqiu had to stay away from Shaolin's hundreds of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder and use artillery to fight fire with fire.

This Sang Sanniang was just Ding Chunqiu's creation. She was a puppet controlled by others and could not survive.

This is a poor man after all.

At this time, Linghu Chong also understood that Dongchangchangfu had great martial arts skills in ancient and modern times, but he died at the hands of Sang Sanniang.

This weird situation would make anyone feel panicked.

No wonder that head was still dead before!

Finally, Linghu Chong made a decision in his mind and wanted to give it a final try.

During the previous confrontation, he had already sensed the opponent's fatal weakness.

If he was still safe in the end, then Linghu Chong had to escape and he would have to take this discovery back with him.

"Come."

"The last sword will give you freedom." After straightening his body and moving the sword sideways, Linghu Chong showed a rare reverse-grip posture, and his free hand also extended the sword finger.

Wow!

With a roar, Sang Sanniang jumped down from the stone wall, turned her palms into claws, and struck in the air.

Bang!

The ground beneath his feet shattered, and Linghu Chong used the force to move, arriving first and second.

The two sides passed each other in mid-air.

"!"

"Well."

With a muffled groan, Sang Sanniang covered her throat with one hand and pressed her eyebrows with the other.

Then he took a few steps back, then slowly slid to the ground against the stone wall.

"What a great senior brother of Huashan Sect, what a great Linghu Chong."

The body that looked like a ghost and a corpse now felt more human. Sang Sanniang sighed with her breathless tone: "I, Sang Sanniang, thank you."

"You are a good person among the Huashan sect."

Linghu Chong, who was inexplicably issued a good guy card, didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he walked slowly to Sang Sanniang and looked down at this woman who was one of the elders of the Demon Cult with a look of regret.

The moment he passed by, Linghu Chong crossed the opponent's neck with his sword, and pointed the sword between his eyebrows.

Such a cruel scene was the first time in his life.

Especially when he saw that this woman had returned to normal, he knew that this woman might not be willing.

Ding Chunqiu could do that to the Five Mountains Sword Sect, let alone the people from the original Demon Sect.

"If you have anything to say, maybe I can pass it on to you." Linghu Chong did not ask about the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.

"What do I have to say?"

Sang Sanniang showed a rare look of confusion. After a long time, she said, "I don't remember."

"I don't remember anything about myself."

"Linghu Chong, I want to tell you, you have to be careful with the leader and the others."

"They have more power than you think."

"Rebellion is just a process, that is not the leader's goal."

"The Marrow Cleansing Sutra is a magic skill, and I am just the first..."

"The real witch is not herself."

Speaking of which, Sang Sanniang had already spent a lot of effort to find some useful things from her own memory, but those were also some messy fragments.

"Maybe I'd be dead a long time ago."

At this time, the life saved by relying on the Qi of the Marrow Cleansing Meridian is about to reach its last moment, and his eyes have reached the most sober moment: "I am not the one alive now."

After saying this, Sang Sanniang subconsciously let go of her hands covering her neck and eyebrows.

In the blood mist, the seven orifices were bleeding, and there was even some brain matter. The head with gray hair like weeds also rolled down from the body.

"..."

Linghu Chong didn't speak, he just stared at the corpse in front of him with a solemn look on his face.

After thinking about everything that had just happened, he glanced around again. Since the fight, the other members of the Demon Cult had long since disappeared without a trace.

Linghu Chong only had more doubts. He was really not good at analyzing these things.

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong took off his outer robe, wrapped Sang Sanniang's head directly, tied it to the scabbard, and prepared to return to the mountain.

This thing can be handed over to the five masters and Uncle Feng Tai for analysis.

As for the other corpses here, especially those in Dongchang, they can be left to the junior brothers in Songshan.

Just after Linghu Chong had done these things, it started to drizzle again. When he looked back to look for what he had left behind, he was stunned.

"Where's my umbrella?"

at the same time.

Fujian coast.

"!!!"

With his heart trembling, Lan Fenghuang felt a pain in his heart, and the hot blood in his heart could not help but rush to his throat.

After glancing at the surrounding situation, Lan Phoenix swallowed up the hot blood again.

It's just that her face is not so pretty.

Because the backlash of the poisonous bug on her body just now undoubtedly told her a fact.

Zi Gu is dead.

That was the death of Sang Sanniang, the source of Zigu.

"Pity."

Lan Fenghuang couldn't help but show signs of physical pain.

Sang Sanniang was a very important experimental subject.

That was a master created by the leader, assisted by the current saint Yue Lingshan, and the two of them, and was called the "witch" instead.

Sang Sanniang has a high level of technical content from the Five Poison Sect.

Because of the help of the leader, the Five Poison Sect's technical content has skyrocketed under the leadership of Lan Fenghuang.

She didn't understand many things.

There is too much stuff and not enough time.

It can be said that the current 'Witch' Sang Sanniang is composed of the leader's method of transforming the sky and striking the earth, supplemented by a large number of secret techniques of the Five Poison Sect, and combined with some of Yue Lingshan's thoughts and ideas.

It's a pity that it disappeared in just a short time.

Was it Linghu Chong or Lin Pingzhi who took action?

If nothing else happens, it will be Linghu Chong. I think there will be news back from the church members when he arrives.

Forget it.

Lan Fenghuang has no time to pay attention to this now. Sang Sanniang's performance can only show that she is not talented enough.

Moreover, when she returned to the headquarters of the Five Poison Sect in Yunnan, she prepared something else there.

In a short time, it will probably be mature and stable, and it will be ready for use.

Lan Fenghuang believes that under her leadership, the Five Poison Sect can reach peaks unimaginable by its predecessors.

After suppressing his thoughts, Lan Phoenix still focused on what was in front of him, which was how to capture the combined fleet in front of him at the minimum cost.

It was the imperial court's Nanhai Navy and the Spanish fleet led by Spanish General Guile.

The two parties came together in a strange way.

She couldn't have a problem here.

……

On the way to Mount Tai.

Ding Chunqiu and Yue Lingshan were dressed in disguise and heading towards their destination leisurely.

With the current foot strength and speed, we will reach Mount Tai in less than two days.

Along the way, the senior sister and brother were chatting.

Especially after Yue Lingshan knew that her junior brother had handed over the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to Ren Yingying.

"That martial arts is very evil."

Yue Lingshan, who has seen and experienced many martial arts, feels that there is something wrong with the marrow cleansing meridian.

The Krishna Book is weird, and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra is an evil sect.

It can be collectively called magic power.

Even if it is magic power, it has weaknesses.

"Sang Sanniang is just the same."

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said: "This Marrow Cleansing Sutra has a huge weakness."

"Especially when facing Senior Brother Linghu Chong, it is even more difficult."

"Oh?" Yue Lingshan was puzzled.

"A twenty-five-year-old man, a pure man, with a strong focus."

Ding Chunqiu knew that the easiest way for Linghu Chong to defeat Sang Sanniang was to sprinkle her with child urine.

Of course, the premise is that the bird is not caught.

With Linghu Chong's firepower, especially after practicing Xiantian Gong and Yi Jin Jing, how powerful is it?

But this will definitely not be discovered by Linghu Chong. It depends on when this secret will be known.

Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Ren Yingying's evil little thoughts and her weakness of not knowing who was who.

(End of this chapter)