Chapter 469

Twelve people in one breath, like a person, quickly surrounded Wu and Tang Zheng in the center, and the oil paper umbrella quickly turned.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air is loud, and raindrops are like bullets shot from the guns, flying to the military.

Wu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his whole body was full of murderous Qi. He stepped on the ground with one foot suddenly, and the rain splashed. These water drops seemed to have the spirit of life, rising from the air.

With a wave of Wu's single hand, a hot wave of air rushed in all directions. These water droplets turned into a small flame and hit the bullet like raindrops rapidly.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosions came one after another.

But these voices have not disappeared yet. Ten people's feet are like the wind. They quickly change their directions, and the encirclement becomes smaller and smaller.

Whoosh!

An oil paper umbrella thrust out abruptly, straight to Wu's eyebrow.

The color of the sword's face remained the same. A move of flame knife was used. In an instant, the raindrops in the sky were evaporated, and this move of flame knife met the oil paper umbrella.

The oiled paper umbrella was blocked, but the flaming knife didn't take advantage of the pursuit, because the other three oiled paper umbrellas attacked.

In addition, the attacking parts are quite different, up, middle and down, with tacit understanding, killing.

Wu rushes to deal with it and escapes from the three attacks. However, the attacks of the 12th Palace are endless. One move is endless and another one starts again. It's amazing.

The cultivation of martial arts has increased from the first level to the third level. The combat power has soared. Instead of being in a hurry because of this continuous attack, we can deal with it freely.

This fight is extremely fierce. Both sides have their own strengths. It's very dangerous. It's hard to separate the two sides.

Li Xiaotian looked on coldly, unconsciously, her brow frowned, and murmured: "last time I saw her in a hundred thousand mountains, she was born with the first grade. Why is the fighting power shown at this moment beyond the first grade, even the second grade.

In this period of time, Li Xiaotian returned to the palace to practice without thinking about food and sleep. He also gained something, reaching the second grade of congenital cultivation, but unexpectedly, her accomplishments in martial arts were completely surpassed.

She was puzzled by this.

"Hum, but even if it's congenital three grades, the fighting power of the 12th palace can completely crush the martial arts of congenital three grades."

Twelve people in the twelve palaces are all born with the same accomplishments. Each of them is only in his twenties, only a few years older than Li Xiaotian.

It's extraordinary to be able to cultivate at this age, but these people have a fatal flaw.

They are fast-growing experts who have been trained by a secret method by Li Gong, that is to say, according to their real talent, they can't achieve the cultivation of the first grade of their nature at this age, but Li Gong can do this with a secret method.

However, what they have gained will be shown. There is a saying called "growing seedlings". Although their accomplishments can be achieved quickly, they will not have a great sense of achievement in the future. They will linger under the five innate qualities all their lives, and they will not be able to reach the peak of martial arts.

Their strength is not big, but when twelve people join hands, the fighting capacity will increase dramatically, which is the strength of the twelfth palace.

Their battle will be matched with a kind of array called the twelve palace killing array, which can stack their strength with each other and finally kill the enemies who are higher than them.

"Transformation!" Li laughs and drinks in the cold weather. In a moment, the movements of the twelve people have changed, and the pace under their feet is faster, just like the wisps of business smoke passing around Wu.

Wu Shan can't fight with Tang Zheng in her arms. She pulls her belt and ties Tang Zheng to her back. She looks at the enemy with awe.

Li Xiaotian felt Wu's determination and said, "Wu, why are you so stubborn? If you kill Tang Zheng, we will leave. We will not embarrass you."

Li Gong and Wu Zong are members of the three mysterious organizations after all. Li Xiaotian doesn't want to tear his face until he has to.

Wu bit his lips, took a deep breath, and said, "if you want to kill him, you must ask my flaming knife first."

"You know the power of the twelfth house. You are not an opponent. Even if you continue to fight, you will only lose." Li Xiaotian advised.

Wu glares at him with firm eyes, not words.

Li Xiaotian has already understood Wu's mind. Today, he can't give up with the best of both worlds, so he said with a clench of his teeth, "then there's no need to talk about it. Attack!"

The attack of the 12th palace suddenly became more fierce. If it had been a storm, it would have been a tsunami now. Waves of attacks are like huge waves beating at Wu.

Wu Wan is like a boat in the sea, floating and sinking, struggling to resist.

Wu is very clear about the strength of the twelve palaces. She is not the opponent of the other side, but she will not admit defeat. This is not only related to her pride, but also to the honor of Wuzong.

How can the people of Wuzong admit defeat to leave the palace? Then she really has no face to go back to see the patriarch, even if she died in war.

She glanced at Tang Zheng, whose head was hanging on her shoulder, and thought, "Tang Zheng, it seems that we are going to die together today."There is no reason in my mind to think of the beautiful scene among the 100000 mountains, but at the same time, I was able to calm down and deal with the enemy's attack.

Wu's flaming knife has reached the point of perfection. Unconsciously, her palm has turned red, like a burning iron, which makes up a stream of heat. The rain in the sky has not yet fallen in the palm, but becomes water vapor.

In an instant, she was surrounded by steam, as if she had become a fairyland.

Unconsciously, the rain stopped, but the sky was still dark, depressing, and there was lightning in the clouds, as if it could fall at any time.

One move has one move of the flame knife, which lights up the dark dark night, and also lights up the opposite twelve palaces. The oil paper umbrella in their hands has been broken, and the umbrella surface has completely disappeared, leaving only the bamboo pole of the umbrella.

And this is not the main pole of the umbrella, but a steel drill rod, very thin, just like the willow waist of the 12th palace.

Every iron is shining with cold light, which is a sharp tool for taking people's lives.

Twelve iron brazing rods advance and retreat at the same time, changing many ends, making people guard against carelessness.

Poof!

An iron chisel stabbed into Wu's arm and brought a touch of blood. Wu just shivered a little at the tip of his brow and then fought back without saying a word.

If the opponent is successful in one attack, he will not be able to chase him. He will retreat all over, while others will attack him in other directions. Such repeated attacks will gradually show his failure.

Several times, seeing that the iron bit was about to stab Tang Zheng in the back, she turned around and resisted with her own body. Therefore, her shoulder and abdomen were hurt.

The blood flowed out of her body, fell on the ground, mixed with the rain, and infiltrated into the ground.

Wu still looks the same, firm as a rock.

Li Xiaotian sighed and said, "why do you have to? He is the cultivator, you are the warrior, you are the natural enemy. How can you sacrifice your life for him? "

Wu doesn't know the answer either. She only knows that Tang Zheng is very important to Wu clan, and is more likely to be the blood of the patriarch. How can she let Tang Zheng slip.

"Take her and don't kill her." Li Xiaotian gives the final order.

The attack of the twelve palaces became more and more unpredictable. Suddenly, an iron chisel pierced Wu's shoulder, and a few people flashed behind him. They grabbed Tang Zheng and pulled him back abruptly. The belt broke, and Tang Zheng left her body.

If you are crazy, don't worry about the pain, roar: "no!" His hands quickly grasped the iron chisel on his shoulder, and he suddenly cut the flame knife on the iron chisel.

Click!

The iron drill broke into two pieces. She grabbed the half of the iron drill in her body, pulled it out without hesitation and threw it forward.

Poof!

The iron was also stained with her blood, and it was accurately shot into the throat of a woman in the 12th palace. The other side was killed instantly.

One person has died, and the twelve palace killing array appears a flaw, and its power is greatly reduced. But Tang Zheng has been robbed, and it is almost impossible for Wu Xiang to get it back.

Wu's face was iron and green, and he glared at Li Xiaotian angrily. "Give him back to me," he said

Tang Zheng has fallen into the palm of Li Xiaotian's hand. Seeing him unconscious, Li Xiaotian's spirit is complex. He said in his heart, "if I had not seen so much in honghuangtian tomb and buzhoushan mountain, I would not have hurt you and killed your heart. You can only be a cultivator if you are weird.".

However, it's a pity that if we kill you like this, we will lose our whereabouts.

Li Xiaotian has always been thinking about these two magic weapons. At the beginning, Tang Zheng only gave her an arrow to shoot the sun. She cherished it very much and did not use it easily. If she took these two magic weapons as her own, her strength would be greatly improved.

But if you don't kill you in your coma, when you wake up, there must be many ways for you to escape, then I'll lose more than I deserve.

Li Xiaotian is also a brave and scheming man. He works cleanly and cleanly. Now that he realizes the threat of Tang Zheng, he must be killed even if he abandons two magic soldiers.

See Li Xiaotian's fierce murders, and Wu xintou continues to shout: "put him down."

Li Xiaotian raised his head sharply, smiled at Wu with interest, and said, "I don't know what Wuzong's idea is for him, but if it can destroy the good things of Wuzong, it's also a happy thing, and if I kill him, people all over the world will not have any micro words, because this world is the world of martial artists, certainly not for a cultivator In the beginning, are you right? "

"If you kill him, that's the enemy of Wuzong. The patriarch will never let you go." Wu dare not tell the truth, otherwise, if people all over the world know that the son of Wuzong is a cultivator, it's the biggest joke in the world. The prestige and reputation of Wuzong will fall down and fall off the altar.

This is a painful consequence. Even if Wu wants to protect Tang Zheng, he dare not disclose it.

But if we don't, how can we save Tang Zheng?