Chapter 48 The chain drop between the southern seven blue neck

Among the four commanders who protect Du Huo, the female leader Nan Qilan has the highest cultivation and is already the master of the peak of the Dharma soul period. She is only one step away from crossing the biggest threshold of the monk and entering the realm of Dharma. And she is a master of martial arts. She did not practice flying swords before, but the magic weapon was held in her seemingly slender hand, which was many times more powerful than Meng He's flying sword.

The characteristic of martial arts masters is that the five senses and six knowledge are more sensitive than Taoism, and the mastery of martial arts is beyond the same level. This is determined by different nature of cultivation.

Nan Qilan is walking around in the secret room. The appearance of the president of Yinxu will pose a major threat to the crown building. She is very angry. Suddenly, his ears moved, and across many corridors and rooms, Nanqi Lan was better than the two men and sensed that Du Huo had an accident. Its keen perception is by no means comparable to that of the other two male practitioners. There is no time to say that Nan Qilan's body has turned into a black lightning and rushed out, directly smashing the wooden door without walking through the corridor. A slender and narrow martial arts knife with an extremely long handle appeared in his hand. The knife was yellow all over, made of thousands of steel, and it was unparalleled. The knife is like a blooming yellow daliflower, which instantly cuts through the wall in front of it, with a steel bracket inside, which is fragile like thin paper in front of this two-handed warrior knife. The killer resting in the house was so scared that he lay on the ground collectively. At that moment, he could see who was rushing in. If he didn't lie down quickly and make way out, did he want to annoy the female tiger?

It roared and the dust flew. Nan Qilan had cut through the barrier on the straight path and killed all the way to the room where Du Huo was assassinated. The door had already opened. When Nan Qilan rushed in, it was just in time for the bleeding drops.

With Nan Qilan's action, the two slower-acting commanders followed him closely, followed by the screams of 'enemy attack'. A large number of killers heard the sound, pulled out their weapons and rushed here.

The blood droplets are too fast, and Du Huo absolutely can't avoid it. His eyes had shrunk into a needle, and every cell all over his body was shouting danger, but when the thought came back, his flying sword and body could not catch up with the white shadow. His heart was full of fear and knew very well that as long as he was touched by this thing, he would definitely die!

"What is this? It is not a magic weapon, there is no energy fluctuation, and it does not carry elemental energy, only internal strength. However, this inner strength is too terrible. I feel that this person's cultivation is by no means an exortal monk. In addition, the soul seems to have no movement. It is the soul of the fallen Buddha monk in the building, with the spiritual attack power of the strong man in heaven and earth. Why is this person not affected at all?

Du Huo was completely stunned and puzzled. The most puzzled thing is why this man insisted on killing him? I don't remember to have a grudge against this person.

At this time, Ziyu suddenly attacked the acupuncture point in Du Huo's brain. Du Huo's head suddenly hurt, and he couldn't react to anything in an instant.

Bansu is really good for him. With the overwhelming advantage of blood drops at this time, Du Huo can't escape.

Basu uses the transfigurement technique recorded in the system. Although it is a preliminary stage, ordinary people really can't tell whether his face is true or false. This easy-to-do method is enough to fake the truth, and it is full of praise, and it is difficult for others to find his true face.

I don't care whether this person understands why he was summoned to kill. He has been a killer. Remember, don't waste your saliva with your enemies for some reasons. In that way, the assassination opportunity is fleeting. Now he regrets not using blood drops to get Du Huo's head at the first time. How can he make another low-level mistake? Quick battle is the king's way.

The corners of his eyes curled at Nan Qilan, who came in with knife gas, and shouted bitterness in his heart, and he was suddenly in a heavy encirclement. Meng He's flying sword quickly killed his head, and a steady stream of strong men concentrated here, and the situation was precarious.

"We must get rid of Du Huo immediately, otherwise there will be many dreams at night." This is the idea in my mind.

With the support of handprints, the cultivation was tripled, and the blood droplets increased their internal force by 100 times on this basis. The released deadly hidden weapon easily suppressed Du Huo, who was not cultivated before the Dharma soul period, and Du Huo fell into a state of powerless counterattack.

Combined with all kinds of things, the system has calculated that the blood droplets cut off Du Huo's head and flew back quickly. They can just use the chain to block the flying sword that killed the forehead, followed by the battle of a big breakthrough.

Basu has designed the action steps, but even so, there are still emergencies. Because some things in this world, with the lack of abundant energy support of the 'Indian and Armed Forces System' at this time, cannot be scanned in advance before those things are unsealed.

When Nan Qilan raised his eyes, he felt the horror of blood droplets. Her perception was extremely keen, knowing that she had no time to rush to Du Huo to stop him, and Meng He's flying sword was also a little short of catching up. The consequences could be expected that Du Huo was bound to die on this unprecedented terrible hidden weapon. This hidden weapon is extremely terrible. It is not a magic weapon, but it can make the monks who show extraordinary cultivation fluctuations after exerting their inner strength instantly have the terrible lethality of magic soul-level monks, which is unimaginable.

"The monk with this hidden weapon can completely leap the level and fight. If the killer's cultivation is a golden bone, then he is likely to be destroyed in an in an o't's eyes." At the thought of this, Nan Qilan, who waved a long knife, turned pale.

In a 10,000 flash, the sapphire chain pendant on the Nanqi blue neck necklace suddenly exploded.

This is a magic weapon with hidden attributes. It usually looks like jewelry. In fact, this is one of the life-saving means of Nanqilan. Now, it's too late. Nan Qilan can't watch Du Huo being killed. Du Feng was mean enough to her. I don't know how many resources he had piled up to cultivate her to this extent. How could Du Feng's son fall like this? Although Nan Qilan is a woman, she is by no means an ungrateful woman. She must protect Du Huo with her life, otherwise, she will not be able to blame herself. Therefore, she did not hesitate to smash the gems on the necklace with her inner strength, and the horrible prohibition sealed in it was activated in an in annuary moment.

This is a world of positive matter. What is the fastest? Light is the fastest. Lightning is a kind of light. Even the super speed of blood droplets is far less than the speed of lightning.

As the sapphire exploded, a large piece of shining blue lightning rushed out, not aimed at the house, but fell on Du Huo, and the lightning crisscrossed to form a lightning cage. The four corners of this cage are in the form of a cage, but the cage composed of lightning has unparalleled defensive ability, and the instantaneous forbidden technique 'Thunder and Lightning Lantern' stimulates success.

This forbidden technique has just succeeded, with a roar, and the white leather pocket has hit the defense grid composed of lightning fiercely. In the hissing sound, the white leather pocket was broken, and the leather part was completely smashed by lightning, but there was no problem with the metal bracket inside except for being blackened by lightning. With a bang, the blood droplets were shaken back. Between the lightning and fire, the metal bracket in the form of a bird cage blocked Meng He's flying sword and flew out.

"The thief, take your life." With this harsh roar, Nan Qilan raised his knife with both hands and moved to the front of the host. The speed shocked everyone. Sure enough, he is a master of martial arts master, and his light skills are amazing.

Bansu raised a simple knife to block the head. The shocking fire came around, and his body was knocked out, smashed into the high wall, and his mouth kept spraying blood, smashing into the dust of broken bricks, his face was full of dirt, and blood came out for free. Just a hard blow, the Golden Bell Mask was violently smashed again, and many bones in his body were broken, and his internal body was damaged.

The monk of the Dharma Soul Period was really good. With just one blow, he turned the camp into a fool.

Woth...!

With several sounds in a row, Meng He, Nan Qilan and the other two male leaders raised their swords and stood in front of the frightened Du Huo. The thunder and lightning cage that insisted on counting breath suddenly broke. This thing is a disposable life-saving item, and it has never been used. However, this disposable magic weapon is worth tens of millions of business dollars. If it hadn't been for the emergency, Nanqilan would never have used it.

"Sister Nan..." Du Huo's soul was scared away. He knew very well that if Sister Nan hadn't come desperately, he would have been a dead body at this time. He looked at the figure swaying in the dust of broken bricks in the distance and looked at the hidden weapon chain that almost took his life wrapped around the man's arm. Du Huo was shocked and wanted to cut the man into 18 pieces of hatred of feeding dogs.

"Du Huo, put on your trousers."

Nan Qilan didn't look back and said coldly.

Uh...? Only then did Du Huo realize that it was cool. He looked down and saw that the little brother was still shaking his power outside. His white face, which had been scared to death, suddenly turned red into steamed hairy crabs. He picked up his trousers as fast as he could in his life, and Du Huo had the heart to death. I have never been so close to death, and I have never been as embarrassed as I am now.