Chapter 362 complicated

It doesn't matter what the bottle of antidote in Nie Feng's hand is anymore, because Bu Jingyun has stood up and looked coldly at the godless.

"Ha!" Bu Jingyun shouted loudly, strode under his feet, and quickly walked towards the godless.

"The palm of the cloud!"

"Dong..." In the ear is the sound of a monk hitting a bell, which is dull and shocking.

Bu Jingyun raised his head gently and saw the look of godless disdain.

He stood quietly and did not retreat to Bu Jingyun's palm, but stretched out his hand with a fist.

"Kill the wolf!"

With a godless punch, there was a fire on his fist, and he hit Bu Jingyun's chest and flew Bu Jingyun out fiercely.

After Nie Feng saw that Bu Jingyun was blown away, he also flew up and kicked his godless chest.

"Dong..."

After the second bell rang, Nie Feng's feet were still kicked on the godless chest, and the god still did not change his face.

"Drink!" The godless shoulder suddenly shook forward, and Nie Feng also flew backwards and flew back to Bu Jingyun's side.

Nie Feng looked back at Bu Jingyun, and both of them looked at each other with a look of embarrassment. Obviously, they were scared by the godless defense.

"Come again!" Nie Feng pulled out the snow-drinking knife behind him, and Bu Jingyun also explored with his left hand and sucked back his peerless sword from the shelf where the weapons of martial arts people were placed.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng held the weapons in their hands, and the two cut at the godless from different angles.

"Kill fist!" Jue Wu shouted in a low voice, and his feet also came out quickly. Before Feng Yun and the two of them shot, they hit them in the chest respectively, spitting blood on Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng back.

"Puff..." Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng both spit blood, and the strength gap between the two sides made them think of their mentor and hegemony.

"The wind and clouds converge again, it's vulnerable!" The god did not attack, but withdrew his fist and looked at the nameless beside him.

Standing nameless among the crowd, not only did no god put his eyes on him, but also the martial arts people behind him were looking forward to defeating the godless.

"Wanjian..." Under the gaze of everyone, the nameless took a deep breath and raised his hands in front of him.

"Buzz..." With the nameless movements, the swords kept ringing throughout the school grounds. Not only did the swords of the martial arts people put aside resonate, but also the swords of the ghost-faced warriors trembled.

"Nameless, what I gave you is not just poison and fragrant bones. Are you sure you can fight again?" Looking at the nameless action, there was a trace of caution in his eyes, but he still did not move, leaving enough time for the nameless to mobilise his skills.

"Although I only have five successes left, I am still nameless that day!"

The nameless constantly mobilized his skills, and with the dripping of cold sweat on his face, a sword gradually flew up and gathered around the nameless.

"Today, I will break the martial arts myth of your nameless sword returning to the sect with an immortal golden body!"

Ze Wushen looked at the ghost-faced warriors who desperately grabbed the weapons, waved his hand, let go of the ghost-faced warriors, and let the swords fly unimpeded to the nameless side.

"Dingdang, Dingdang..." The swords around the unknown gathered more and more, and with the cold sweat dripping on their faces, the swords flying around the unknown fell to the ground from time to time, making the martial artists onlookers eager to pick up those swords again and give them to the unknown.

"Guizong..."

Knowing that he could not wait, he directly pinched out the sword formula with his hands and guided the ten thousand swords around him to go to the godless.

"Immortal gold body!"

Looking at the flying sword, the absolute god also shouted in a low voice, and a wall appeared quickly on his body, blocking the godless in front of him.

He clenched his fists, and his arms were blocked in front of his chest, followed by the tide of swords.

Countless swords formed a storm of swords, spinning and quickly moving towards the air wall.

There is no sound of gold and iron fighting. As a sword is stabbed into the air wall, the air wall continues to expand or shrink, and a sword tied to it pop out.

There are also thousands of swords present, but as these swords continue to bounce away, the storm of thousands of swords slowly becomes weak.

Looking at the slowly getting smaller blade storm, a faint face showed a smile, which enlarged the air wall in front of him a little again.

"Buzz..."

Just when the absolute god already felt that victory was in sight, with a crisp sound of the sword, a sword engraved with the word hero, gently flew towards the absolute god at the end of the storm.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, he raised his hands and shrank his air wall to the small piece in front of him, standing in front of the hero's sword.

The hero sword slowly pierced the compressed air wall, like a pencil moving forward in the glue, little by little towards the heart.

The closer the hero's sword is to the godless body, the slower the speed of flight becomes. Nameless hands pinched the sword formula, and the cold sweat on his face was as if he had just washed his face.

"Zizi..." The hero's sword advanced laboriously and finally flew over the obstacles of the air wall and slowly stabbed into the godless chest, where it was the black iron armor on the godless body.

The hero's sword hit the heavy armor, and with the fall of sparks, carrying everyone's hope, he stabbed into the godless chest armor little by little.

"The golden body is immortal!"

With a godless cry, his hands crossed on his chest suddenly pushed out, clenched his hands on the hero sword, and grabbed the hero sword with everyone's hope in his hand.

"Puff..." After the hero's sword was caught, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his body retreated two steps and almost fell to the ground.

"From now on, Wulin, I am a myth!"

Looking at the nameless who spit blood, he laughed and threw the hero sword in his hand aside.

"Senior, are you all right!"

Looking at the nameless appearance, Chu Chu, who had been making soy sauce after surviving, quickly went up to help the nameless and asked eagerly.

"There is more than one strange poison in my body. Just now, I forced myself to work, and I can't help everyone in a short time!" With the help of Chu Chu, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and looked at the martial arts people present apologetically.

The people present are all masters. Although none of them can compare with the nameless, it can make the god capture here, which also shows that the people present are not ordinary people. So after hearing the nameless words, the martial arts people present stood up one by one and stood in front of the nameless and Bu Jingyun.

"Unknown hero, needless to say, go quickly. It's blocked by us who are immortal."

The speaker was also a white-bearded old man. Under the leadership of this old man, more than a dozen martial arts masters who were still alive stood in front of the nameless.

"Everyone..."

Just as the name was about to shirk, then a seemingly careless man in the crowd said, "Unknown hero, you and these little brothers are our hope. I have practiced martial arts all my life, but I just can't afford it. Even if I run out this time, you can't expect me to avenge you in your life! Hahaha..."

The big man laughed heroically, and with the man's laughter, other martial arts masters also laughed. After a while, laughter spread all over the whole school, making the god outside and others doubt for a moment. For a moment, they couldn't figure out what was going on, and they didn't dare to come forward easily.

"Okay, let's go and regroup to avenge everyone!" An unknown person is not a pedantic person. After thinking about it, he nodded and rushed out with the help of Chu Chu.

"Kill!" After hearing the nameless promise, more than a dozen martial arts people shouted in unison and waved the swords falling on the ground to open the way for the unknown people.

More than a dozen people are famous figures in the martial arts. On the other hand, those ghost-faced warriors were captured by their weapons before fighting with absolute gods without a name. For a time, thousands of bare-handed ghost-faced warriors, together with absolute heart and absolute godless, were forced back by the desperate attack of more than a dozen people in the martial arts, and could only be allowed to be taken by Fengyun. He rushed out nameless.

The four nameless people ran all the way, Chu Chu was carried by Bu Jingyun, while Nie Feng carried the nameless. After a few dozen short breaths, he has disappeared into the sight of the godless sight.

The four people fled for a burst of time. Relying on their fierceness, they threw away the pursuers in a blink of an eye. When the four turned around, they could no longer hear the shouting in their ears. Only the clothes wet with sweat really survived before suing the four people.

"Senior, are you all right!"

Seeing that he had run far away, Nie Feng put down his nameless name and clearly saw this martial arts myth that was as famous as Jiansheng for the first time.

Hearing Nie Feng's words, he said with a dark face: "I'm fine, but that kind of strange poison is more serious than I thought. In a short period of time, I can only use 30% of my internal force, and I'm afraid it will leave a dark injury even if I get better!" So I'm afraid it's up to you to avenge this godless revenge!"

"A dozen seniors died for me, and I'm going to avenge those seniors!" Hearing the nameless words, Bu Jingyun picked up the peerless sword and wanted to turn back without saying a word.

"Brother Yun, do you want those seniors to die for nothing?" Looking at the impulsive Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng grabbed his arm.

"What should I do? Just wait here!" Bu Jingyun roared angrily. This was the first time he was so embarrassed, and it was also the first time that someone died to keep him alive.

"There is still a way. I know the exact address of a master."

"Who?"

"The door of life and death, the evil emperor..."