Chapter 129: Riverbank Willows at Dusk(2/2)
At the time, many elders of the Demon Sect had used this technique many times to fight against Tang Dynasty's iron cannons and reflect the shells through the air. As long as they came within two miles, the artillery positions would be completely destroyed.
Although the power of this move is scattered, generally speaking, it cannot kill first-class masters. Even those with lower skills can dodge in advance. However, among the disciples of each sect who are still in the category of "rookies", I don't know how many died from this attack.
under.
Chen Du's brother died because of this, and his body was not found.
The sound waves expanded layer by layer, and a strange feeling came from a certain location.
Chen Du turned over and struck a palm, just in time to meet Prince Meng's cold palm strike.
When their eyes met, Chen Du looked shocked: "The missing Qilin Meng Xiuyang turns out to be you, a remnant of the demon sect!"
"That's wrong! I am the envoy of the South of Fire and Luo Dao, Prince Meng."
Prince Meng smiled coldly and said, "Orca, long time no see."
One of Chen Du's famous deeds was to return a giant whale that was stranded on the beach for unknown reasons and whining incessantly to the sea at the mouth of a river. He was said to be the orca high roller.
Just before he said this, a figure suddenly appeared behind Chen Du, and three other skills came to kill him at the same time.
Chen Du suddenly looked back. His hair rope exploded and his hair flew into chaos. He turned around and used his other hand to catch the claw that was attacking his door. He turned his palm into a fist and smashed it open.
A long, slender, broad and bright knife was used to block the stabbing knife in his ribs with his elbow.
One arm transformed into three, with numerous afterimages blasting into the air.
Chen Du, who is also a top-notch master, managed to fight off three people with one arm at this moment, as if he was possessed by a god and looked majestic.
But just as he was repelling the three guardians, a black jade chess piece, whose origin and destination were unknown, suddenly embedded itself between his eyebrows.
Chen Du's forehead felt cold, and he roared angrily. The body-protecting energy caused the chess pieces to explode, but a red spot appeared on his forehead, and bright red blood flowed down.
All the energy in his body seemed to have drained out from between the red spots, and then suddenly declined.
Prince Meng used his right hand to turn Chen Du around, and slapped his heart with a light palm of his left hand.
A seemingly random palm was actually the result of a lifetime of skill, and it shattered Chen Du's vigorous and unstoppable vitality.
A series of cracking sounds were made between his muscles and bones, which were directly transmitted outside the body, and even the surrounding air was disturbed.
"Orca, you'll never have to see him again."
Chen Du staggered, staggered, and fell down.
Prince Meng disappeared with the three protectors.
Among the dust and smoke, the willow tree leaned.
Bu Suanzi sat on a willow tree in a relaxed posture, looking down from a high position, looking around, holding the chess pieces between his fingers, and slowly moved them through the air.
After this action, looking at the disordered willow trees again, they seemed to have something mysterious about them.
In a place outside the dust and smoke, Zhao Wangui held the handle of the knife in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
When they abandoned their horses and fled, everyone chose different directions. Those people may not have noticed it yet, but as soon as Zhao Wangui got out of the way, he felt that there was something unusual about the scenery around him.
For first-class experts, no matter how unfamiliar the environment they are in, their keen perception can quickly bring them a sense of familiarity and adaptability.
But just after that huge force fell, this feeling suddenly became blurred.
He clearly heard Chen Du's roar, but within a mere 100 meters, he couldn't tell the specific location of the other party and couldn't go over to help.
"Senior Zhao."
Zhao Wangui turned his eyes: "Jiusi?"
Jiang Jiusi came up with his sword and looked at Chen Yan: "This is a strange formation. It can be changed according to the objects and the wind. It is to isolate us from perception, separate us and kill us. Senior Chen, I am afraid that he is in danger."
"If we don't break this formation, we will have no way to escape. Senior, do you dare to enter the formation with a death wish?"
Zhao Wangui smiled, a bit self-deprecating and said: "There are many things that I am incompetent for, and dying is not beyond my capabilities."
Jiang Jiusi listened to the sound of the wind and waves on the river, and the sound seemed to echo the sound of the water.
Chapter completed!