super six doors

Chapter 173 Blood Witch Religion
The Manshen Temple has a thousand-year inheritance and is a magic gate with a long history.

However, 300 years ago, No. 13 of the Manshen Temple was the leader, and he became mad, and the token of the Manshen Temple disappeared, and the Manshen Temple declined rapidly.

Inherited to the generation of Fang Youming, the leader of the Manshen Temple, the Manshen Temple has come to an end.

If it weren't for the leader of the Manshen Temple and invited some experts from the Demon Cult, it is likely that Tyrannosaurus and Qi Feihu alone would be able to destroy the Manshen Temple.

But now, with the helpers invited by the leader of the Manshen Temple, the leader of the Manshen Temple was captured, and the congregation of the Manshen Temple scattered like birds and beasts.

At this moment, when we came to the secret library of the Manshen Temple, with the appearance of a man with a strange mask, the Manshen Temple caused another disturbance.

The strange masked man suddenly raised his right hand and waved forward.

A fire dragon formed by true energy blasted forward quickly.

It reached the chest of the leader of the Manshen Temple in an instant, and burned a huge hole in the chest of the leader of the Manshen Temple, Fang Youming, almost in the blink of an eye.

The body of the leader of the Barbarian Temple collapsed.

The sudden scene before her eyes caused Ling Zhiruo's expression to change dramatically.

Seeing the slowly disappearing flame qi, Ling Zhiruo said nervously, "Blood witch secret art, flame magic trick! This man is actually a master of the blood witch sect!"

"Blood Witch Cult?"

"The Blood Witch Cult is one of the strongest demon sects in Qingshan County. The head of the Blood Witch Cult is a master of martial arts. Even King Kongming is the leader of the Demon Dao, and the person in front of him must be the Blood Witch Cult. His guardian, Jiu Luo, who is known as the Blood Witch and Demon Dragon!"

"You actually recognize me?" The man in the strange mask uttered a slight sigh, and then laughed grinningly: "Since you know my name, Jiu Luo, then you should stop resisting and just accept death!"

The figure of the man with the strange mask was extremely strange, as if the space around him was distorted. The next moment, the man with the strange mask waved his right arm, bringing with him scorching flames of true energy, like a dragon, and grabbed at Ye Cangqiong.

The scorching fire waves raised the surrounding air by hundreds of degrees, and there was a sound of crackling heat waves bursting in the air.

"Bei Ming Divine Art!"

Ye Cangqiong's true energy poured into his right arm, Beiming's true energy poured into his right arm continuously, and Ye Cangqiong's right arm immediately turned blue.

The Beiming magic power was pushed to the extreme, and Ye Cangqiong's right hand was pushed out slowly and quickly, which looked like the slow motion of a movie.

"boom."

The Beiming Zhenqi with the cold attribute of Beiming Shengong hit the fire dragon's Zhenqi, and the surrounding air waves exploded, and a large amount of dense water vapor appeared in the air.

"It's actually able to withstand my Yanlong true energy!" The strange masked man was a little surprised in his tone, and then the masked man smiled grimly: "If I haven't achieved great magic skills, maybe you still have victory Opportunity, but today, you will definitely die!"

The masked man's feet suddenly moved, and the next second, the masked man's right fist blasted out like a storm.

Ye Cangqiong felt a blur in front of his eyes, but before Ye Cangqiong could move, the masked man's right fist hit Ye Cangqiong's chest.

A scorching tearing pain spread, and Ye Cangqiong felt as if his sternum was broken.

"What a quick move!"

"Two points faster than my agility."

"The strength is stronger than me, and the true energy is not inferior to me!"

In just a few rounds of fighting, Ye Cangqiong suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

This is the first time Ye Cangqiong meets an opponent who is completely superior to him in all directions!
"boom."

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon parried the opponent's punch, but Ye Cangqiong's empty opening on his left rib was exposed.

Naturally, the masked man didn't let go of this gap, and with a powerful and heavy kick, he swept Ye Cangqiong's left rib, and just kicked Ye Cangqiong two feet away.

"I'm here to help you!" Ling Zhiruo shouted tenderly, and the silver sword flew out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

"Pearl of rice grains, come and shine!" the masked man sneered, and even faced the long sword with one hand.

A single palm full of flames and true energy hit the silver sword, and when the silver sword was swung out, another palm of the masked man hit Ling Zhiruo's lower abdomen.

Ling Zhiruo took three steps back, a mouthful of blood spattered from the corner of her mouth.

"Stab, stab."

A piercing sound suddenly sounded, and a series of densely packed silver needles pierced the air.

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle?" The masked man let out a surprise, then his figure turned around, avoiding dozens of silver needles with a strange posture.

At this moment, Ye Cangqiong suddenly put his hands on the ground, his cheeks puffed up suddenly, and he spewed out a strong amount of true energy.

Faintly, there is a tendency to leap.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" The man in the mask sensed something bad. Based on his years of rich combat experience, the opponent was using a power-storage move, and this power-storage move was very powerful.

"Toad Gong!"

Ye Cangqiong suddenly jumped up high, condescending, with the wind and thunder in his right palm, he slapped out.

"Subduing the dragon with eighteen palms, the flying dragon is in the sky."

"Not good." The masked man secretly yelled, "Oops, the masked man never expected that Ye Cangqiong would use such a seamless move.

But right now there was no way to avoid it, no way to hide, the masked man had no choice but to bite the bullet and greet Ye Cangqiong's palm with both palms.

"boom."

There was a sound of landslides and ground cracks, and the true energy burst, and a strong wave of air hit the surrounding air.

Immediately afterwards, the masked man suddenly let out an exclamation, and the masked man was surprised to find that the true energy of the Yanlong condensed on both palms disappeared quickly.

"This guy's true energy can actually absorb the true energy in my body. I really saw a ghost in the daytime!"

What made the masked man even more uneasy was that the masked man broke free several times, but failed to break free. His right palm seemed to be tightly entangled by a long snake.

"Oops!"

The masked man hastily swung his left fist, attacking Ye Cangqiong's chest, hoping to force Ye Cangqiong back and resolve the unfavorable situation.

However, Ye Cangqiong would not let the good situation in front of him go to waste at all, he grabbed it with one hand and pinned it to the veins of the masked man, blocking the blow that the masked man was determined to win.

As a result, the two fell into an entangled wrestling stage!

If it is a one-on-one battle in the wild, the battle between the two will definitely be indistinguishable for a while.

However, Ye Cangqiong is not just alone, beside Ye Cangqiong, there is also Ling Zhiruo, who is also a fast catcher of Six Doors!

And this golden opportunity also gave Ling Zhiruo room to play.

Great opportunity!Ling Zhiruo, who retreated to the side, immediately understood the situation on the field.

Ling Zhiruo spit out the silver sword, and at the moment when the two were inseparable from the battle, like a deadly poisonous snake, she gave the masked man a fatal attack.

The long sword was like a rainbow, and a sword pierced through the chest of the masked man.

(End of this chapter)