The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 54: A wonderful method, this is the American style Iai

"Zheng! Zheng!" A few crisp sounds sounded like the strings of a piano breaking, and the wires binding the two of them collapsed inch by inch.

Zhu Mingyao was slightly shocked. The material used to cast the [Demon Binding Rope] was just a roll of wire that happened to be on his way. It was meant to be a slight hindrance, so it was expected that it would be broken open.

However, it is a bit surprising that they can stand up against the [Wutuan Suppression Method].

You must know that this spell was born out of the method of air restraint. The summoned earth energy sticks to it, and the oppressive effect on the body is no less than a pile of eight or nine hundred kilograms of large rocks. Even an adult healthy cow must be put on the spot. Lying down on the couch, an ordinary person with a slightly weaker physique would be crushed to the point of breaking his muscles and bones!
  The fact that these two strong men were able to hold on until now without peeing and pooping was considered to be of extraordinary physical strength. They seemed to be able to continue fighting now, which showed that the man's skills were extraordinary.

Before the enemy could stand up completely, two more paper figures flew out of Zhu Mingyao's pocket, and they instantly transformed into two Japanese warriors holding swords. He slashed at their heads and used his staff as a sword. A flower-brushed willow pointed at the thin black man's eyes.

The sword struck the two strong men's heads, and it made a clanging sound like gold and iron, leaving only white marks. Before the Yin soldiers could raise their swords to chop again, they stretched out their hands and threw them away. Far.

"He has a bronze head and iron arms, his energy and blood are as strong as a furnace, and he is not afraid of ghosts?" Zhu Mingyao saw it in his eyes, and his heart raced like lightning.

"This is possessed by evil souls, which stimulated all the physical energy of these two fighting masters. They will at least get seriously ill after that. This guy is so cruel to his men!"

"But... this guy's actual combat experience seems to be even worse than mine." The young man held a stick in one hand, pricking and prodding, and never left the enemy's eyes, ears, mouth and nose. The man's bodyguard black light continued to ripple with small spells such as the "enchantment spell", forcing the opponent to grab the double-headed horn knife and just block, making it difficult to fight back.

If an experienced practitioner like Zhang Shouzhong were to look at it, Zhu Mingyao's combat operations could only be described as quite satisfactory at best, and were still somewhat obviously stiff and full of craftsmanship.

But just such an attack, the thin black man was killed in a hurry and screamed again and again.

Zhu Mingyao could clearly feel that the opponent was extremely powerful, and his physical strength was still better than his own, but he obviously didn't know how to use it. For a moment, he actually gave the young man the illusion that he was a fighting genius.

Glancing out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that the two strong men had escaped the Yin soldiers' interception. With their fingers spread out, they were approaching with heavy steps. The trajectory seemed to be forcing him into a corner.

"Hmm, hasn't your brain been burned out by the possessed evil spirit?" Zhu Mingyao took a panoramic view of the situation and made quick calculations in his mind.

We must fight quickly!
  These two guys are now full of energy and blood, and it is difficult for ordinary small spells to work. When they come around, I am afraid it will be difficult to fight. Although I have also practiced several Tai Chi swords, Changquan and other boxing and kicking equipment under the supervision of Zhang Shouzhong, but It can only be used to bully a weakling like a thin black man, but when he encounters professional fighting masters like two strong men, he still has to give up.

Having made his decision, Zhu Mingyao clenched the mahogany staff with both hands. He used strength from his waist and legs to seize the opponent's flaw, and with all his strength, he swung the double-headed horn knife away from the man's hand.

Then he moved his feet slightly, bullied him in front of the enemy, opened his mouth and let out a "squeal", and three feet of white energy rushed out like practice!
  [Lung Gold Sword Qi]!
  After practicing diligently during this period, the young man has now completely mastered this magical power. The thin black man is an iron man, and Zhu Mingyao is confident enough to make a hole in his head.

The sword energy shot out, shattering the man's protective black light, and it was about to pass through his eyebrows!

At this moment, something blocked the front, blocking the white light sword energy, making it difficult for him to advance any further.

No, that's not a thing!
  Instead, a fist-sized black flame lotus burning quietly appeared in the middle of the man's eyebrows for no apparent reason, holding the wisp of sword energy.

At the same time, the dark golden pendant shaped like a sun wheel hanging on his chest made a harsh shattering sound like a cat scratching glass, broke into several pieces and fell down. The black flame lotus swayed with flames, engulfing the sword energy inch by inch. The frightened expression of the thin black man flickered in and out. He screamed fiercely and threw the horn knife in his hand towards Zhu Mingyao. But he turned around and rushed towards the altar.

After falling short, the young man screamed in his heart that it was a pity. The mahogany cane shook and flew away the double-headed horn knife thrown by the opponent. He raised his leg to continue the pursuit.

But they saw that the thin black man had already rushed to the altar table, picked up the withered yellow bone flute inlaid with gold and silver, put it to his mouth and started blowing!

The shrill sound of the bone flute sounded, as if the sinister wind from the Nine Nether Hells was coming to bring death to all things equally, and then dots of phosphorescence flashed on the statue, which seemed to reflect the sound of the bone flute.

The black flame lotus hanging between the man's eyebrows suddenly swelled and turned into a huge curtain of dark fire towards Zhu Mingyao!

Looking at the huge curtain of fire that rushed towards him and almost separated the room, Zhu Mingyao felt a warning sign in his heart, and there was a tingling sense of danger in his spiritual sense. He retreated while quickly thinking of countermeasures.

Suddenly, he pushed his legs hard and rushed down the slope. In front of him were two strong men who were slowly outflanking him against the [Wutuan Suppression Technique].

The two strong men were slightly stunned, a little confused, but they still faithfully carried out the master's order, stretched out four big hands, and grabbed the young man.

Of course, Zhu Mingyao didn't want to throw himself into a trap. Just when his clothes seemed to have no contact with the enemy's hand, he suddenly shrank down, lowered his head and held his chest with his hands clasped in his knees. His whole body suddenly turned into a ball of flesh, and he jumped from both sides. People squeezed through the gaps between people!

The curtain of fire behind him was unable to be contained, and the two strong men were swept in at once.

boom! With a sound, the dark curtain of fire seemed to have been poured with a bucket of gasoline, wrapping the two strong men and burning violently.

In the black and blue flames, the muscles that were strong and full just now withered quickly like flowers and plants in late autumn. After a few breaths, the fresh and strong bodies turned into two mummies. The mummies rotted and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. A few dry bones were left scattered on the ground!
  Although for the thin, dark man who was cruel by nature, accidentally killing two of his men was not a big deal, but it still made him feel a little annoyed. Reflected in the control of the spell, the dark curtain of fire stagnated for a moment, and then stopped. On the spot.

good chance! Already forced into a corner by the fire curtain, Zhu Mingyao's eyes lit up as he could not escape. He rolled to his feet, focused on the lung palace, used all his luck, and spat out!
  A sword energy that was much thicker and brighter than before shot out, tearing out a foot-long hole in the fire curtain, but its momentum continued unabated, and it went straight towards the thin black man's head.

Facing the heretic spell that almost killed him just now, the man was so powerful that he didn't dare to show any signs of neglect. He opened his eyes angrily, held the bone flute in both hands, and struck hard against the sword energy. All his magic power passed through the bone flute. It turns into black smoke and wraps it up to consume the sword energy.

Although the sword energy was sharp, it was already at the end of its strength after penetrating the fire curtain. Seeing that it was about to be dispersed by the black energy, the man's face showed a smile of victory. He penetrated the hole in the fire curtain and was forced in. The young man in the blind spot looked cruelly, as if he had already seen the desperate expression of this young enemy.

But what he saw was no expression of despair, only the black muzzle of the gun.

boom! boom! boom! Three gunshots!

Thousands of avenues, thousands of magic spells, this is the American style Iai!

　It actually has 3000 collections. I really didn’t expect that as a newcomer, I could reach this point\()/
  　　
  　
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