The golden light protects the body, which was broken after being shot continuously under the Hong Santu long spear, failed to support it for a long time.

"Swish!"

The gun blade breaks through the air and comes quickly.

At this moment, Zhang Chuwu's eyes opened, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and his momentum suddenly changed.

Originally, he was born with five big and three thick, although not as big as a pair of tiger eyes, but he also had a masculine spirit.

But that's it!

His eyes were gaze with affection, his eyebrows were flat, and even his facial features became softer.

The body swung lightly, like a weak willow in the wind, and it floated lightly to avoid the incoming gun blade, and its movements were like a woman.

"clatter……"

While dodging, Zhang Chuwu tapped under his feet, and the soft sword underground bounced up suddenly, and he gently held it in his palm.

The whole process is like flowing clouds and flowing water, smooth and free.

With the soft sword in his hand, his momentum changed again.

The weakness added a bit of sharpness, the lips were tightened, the eyes were slightly narrowed, and the sword light also bloomed from the palm.

The soft sword is weak, but skillful and skillful.

At this time, Zhang Chuwu used his soft sword and seemed to have already obtained the three flavors. The sword light flashed and approached his opponent.

The so-called one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous.

When a soft sword and a spear fight, it is necessary to narrow the distance between each other and perform dangerous moves in sword techniques.

And the so-called danger is just relative.

He possessed Zhang Chuwu's will, and was obviously skilled in swordsmanship. As his steps moved, lightning approached.

Xubu cuts the sword, turns around and thorns, pointing straight to the opponent's vital points.

"drink!"

The Lotus Platform Envoy possessed Hong Santu obviously felt the crisis. When the tiger's eyes opened, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly, and his marksmanship became more and more rapid.

In an instant, the light and shadow in the field flew,.

I saw the shadow of the red tassel spear, the soft sword flashed, but the figure was a little blurred, and sometimes there was a sound of metal and iron colliding.

"How could it be if the finger-surrounding soft sword?"

Not far away, Mi Junliang, who had been chasing Fang Zheng, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this.

His thoughts were very fast, and he immediately shouted at the temple: "Goddess Ma, can you really provoke me?"

"Believe it or not, I will let someone overturn your dilapidated temple tomorrow!"

"snort!"

At this time, the witch Ma's face was already solemn and walked to the front of the altar: "Boy, I really think that my old man is a vegetarian!"

While speaking, she took out a piece of ancient yellow talisman paper with a reluctance and placed it in front of the altar.

At the same time, hand-pin seal techniques.

"The true official of the Five Mountains, the land is the only spiritual."

"The Supreme One has orders to suppress evil spirits!"

"disease!"

With a command, the Five Mountains True Spirit Talisman immediately turned into a stream of light and broke out toward Mi Junliang.

The true spirit of the Five Mountains can suppress evil spirits and also suppress mortals.

Under this talisman, ordinary people cannot move forward, and even those who practice martial arts will be greatly restricted.

"Fifth-grade lotus, divine light shines on."

"Eliminate disasters and protect life, and the soul is authentic!"

"go!"

The fifth-grade lotus seal technique has the ability to protect the body and ward off evil spirits, heal the wounds and heal them, and falls immediately on Fang Zheng's body.

After the two seals were removed, the horse witch sweated on her forehead, and the situation outside also changed.

Fang Zheng received the blessing of the talisman, and his spirit was shocked, and his originally tired body was revived again.

It's Mi Junliang.

His body stiffened, like five mountains on his back. Even if his muscles were tightened and exerted force, he would move slowly.

Facing Fang Zheng, who has returned to the force, although he will not be at a disadvantage, sometimes he will inevitably get three punches and two kicks.

"Damn it!"

As the eldest young master of the Mi family, the pearl in the family was spoiled since childhood. Mi Junliang had never suffered such humiliation.

After not being able to stop a punch in front, his nose felt sore and his eyes turned red.

"collapse!"

"collapse!"

It seemed as if the tense sound of the bowstring came from him, and the rich blood and blood also fluctuated violently.

The talismans pressing on him should also stir ups and downs and show abnormalities.

Obviously, the martial artist's qi and blood can restrain the talismans!

Although Fang Zheng didn't know what the other party was doing, he knew that once Mi Junliang broke the talisman method, he would have something to suffer.

He shouted loudly, opened his hands and rushed over.

On the other side.

The situation is clear.

Zhang Chuwu stepped on the flying star step, his body swirled like a dance, and his soft sword flashed one after another, which was a murderous intent step by step.

Although Hong Santu has good marksmanship, he is obviously not his opponent.

"Peng!"

The cold star suddenly rose, the tip of the gun collided with the sword blade, and the two of them retreated violently.

Zhang Chuwu was unharmed. His body with the force was like a breeze blowing on the willows, holding his sword and flying freely.

However, Hong Santu was covered in bruises, his chest, abdomen, and his arms were covered with sword marks. He retreated several feet before he could stop.

"drink!"

He shouted loudly, and raised one hand in front of his eyebrows.

"Heavenly Lingling, earthly Lingling, I would like to ask..."

"Zheng..."

A crisp and long sword sound broke his spell.

Zhang Chuwu's eyes were fixed, his body was like a flying immortal, and the human swords were combined into a cold light and stabbed quickly.

The sword light was extremely sharp and deeply imprinted in Hong Santu's pupils, slashing towards the dark connection.

"Sher..."

The tip of the sword pierced Hong Santu's forehead, and only a drop of blood oozed out.

But this sword cut through the magical art of asking for help!

It directly caused Hong Santu's consciousness to fall into chaos, and his body was frozen in place and could not move.

"laugh……"

Zhang Chuwu, who was standing with a sword, raised his mouth and his voice turned a little crisp, different from the past.

"I haven't seen you for many years, I'll treat this sword technique as a gift to you!"

Yan Luo, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and the thought of possession jumped out instantly and returned to the dark place.

Zhang Chuwu's body shook and he regained consciousness again.

There was an extra set of swordsmanship in my mind.

Although he had never used it, he naturally felt that he could use this sword technique smoothly and freely.

"I haven't seen each other for many years..."

"who is she?"

In an instant, he had just recovered from consciousness and his eyes were confused again.

"Fifth day of the New Year!"

The roar not far away woke him up.
To be continued...