Chapter 113 Step by step thrilling

"Wow--" The dark room suddenly lit up a little light, like a firefly in a summer night flashing with a miserable white halo, but in an instant it incredibly gathered into a ghost like smoke and fog, and his palms patted Chu Tian's chest at the same time.

"Sneer--" Its body is shining with white light, and it quickly condenses its muscles and bones. At first glance, it is no different from ordinary people, and the speed of action is far beyond the limit that the naked eye can chase and lock.

This made Chu Tian involuntarily think of Xin Taiji. It's just that compared with the ghost in front of him, Xin Taiji is like a little witch. I'm afraid he can't hold on to it for three rounds.

For good, Chu Tian is not what it used to be. The moment he entered the house, he adjusted his body and mind to the best. Although he did not notice that there was an ambush in the room, the innate talent of hunters still made him subconsciously sense the little hidden unusualness.

His left hand drew a punch in front of his chest, and his right fist urged eight successful forces to bombard the other party.

"Bum!" The other party's palm power, like a sledgehammer weighing more than ten thousand, smashed the boxing wind in front of Chu Tian, and immediately hit his right fist heavily.

Chu Tian heard the crisp sound of the finger bone, and the whole right fist seemed to be crushed by the wheel. Two strong and sharp palms broke into the meridians and suddenly burst, like thousands of steel needles piercing the body.

Chu Tian's figure couldn't help staggering back, and his internal organs were so painful that a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat.

The other party's palms were more powerful, like a maggot attached to his chest.

"Evil, the holy step embraces the simple level!" Chu Tian made a judgment that the opponent's strength was no less than that of the rosefinch of Bidongzong, and the strangeness of the move was especially strange.

At that moment, he had no time to think about it, and his body suddenly leaned back, falling to the ground like a leaf as thin as a cicada's wing.

The other party's palms were empty.

At this time, a ghost suddenly flashed outside the door of the house, holding a bright silver magic gun and thrusting into Chu Tian's eyebrows.

At the moment of life and death, Chu Tian's mind was completely calm, and his whole body suddenly flashed with golden light. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword bounced out from behind, and the hilt of the sword hit the head of the stabbed gun.

The head of the gun suddenly tilted, and the cheek close to the left side of Chu Tian was inserted into the floor tile, bursting a big hole.

Chu Tian's hands were quick and his eyes were fast. His probe grabbed the barrel of the gun and turned upside down, and his legs kicked the outside ghost like a storm.

The evil spirit did not expect Chu Tian to make such a strange move at all, and turned to attack and fight back in an instant.

It hurriedly let go of the right hand holding the gun, banged Chu Tian's leg attack, and the magic gun trembled back to the street.

Chu Tian picked up the Cangyun Yuanchen sword and wrapped the cloth on it. His body was like an invisible silk thread hanging upside down and flying up against the ceiling of the roof.

The evil spirit in the room did not take advantage of the situation. He looked up at Chu Tian and said, "Good kung fu."

Chu Tian snorted and secretly broke out in a cold sweat. Although the time between the two sides was extremely short, and it was almost useless to take a breath, it was far more thrilling than the war with the ghost of the abyss in the underground world just now.

At this moment, Chu Tian has realized that it was not himself who was waiting to ambush inside and outside the cabin, but Youao Mountain.

Even if the cultivation of the evil spirit outside the door is slightly inferior, he is also a master of stepping into the realm of the holy level. It's too luxurious to deal with yourself in such a battle.

He condensed the circulation of Fandu magic qi to dredge the blocked meridians, and spit out a long turbid breath. On the spiritual platform, he faintly sensed the breath of two evil spirits nearby.

"Come out together, it will save me trouble!"

The evil spirit in the room was obviously the head of this group of ambush. Seeing that Chu Tian's spiritual sense was so keen, he couldn't help nod and said, "Okay, that's what you want."

"Bang!" The roof was suddenly smashed by a huge force, and the third ghost appeared on Chu Tian's spiritual platform, holding two dark magic wheels full of sharp and jagged edges falling from the sky, and the blade tore the air and cut to Chu Tian's back.

Chu Tian sneered and said, "Ghosts are ghosts. They can only hide in the dark and hurt people!" Cangyun Yuanchen's sword used a "turning back is the shore" with a backhand to open the magic wheel.

Under the turbulent pressure, Chu Tian's body fell from the roof.

"Wo!" The fourth ghost suddenly shot out of the ground, holding a strange magic soldier who was like a gun, not a sickle, and picked up Chu Tian's lower abdomen.

Almost at the same time, the two evil spirits outside the house also attacked Chu Tian back and forth.

At that time, Chu Tian once again fell into the desperate situation of no way to the sky.

But there was no fear in his heart. A wisp of spiritual feeling swept around Yuanchen's virtual world and asked leisurely, "Lao Dong, do you want to know where your pile of white bones are buried?"

Before the words fell, a dazzling blue shadow burst out in Yuanchen's treasure beads. He heard a few muffled sound. The four evil spirits fell out as if they were shocked. The Yuanshen of the cave sky machine floated in front of Chu Tian. He shook his head and sighed, "Do you see? You have to ask the veteran to come out at the critical moment."

The evil head was shocked, calmed down the surging essence in his body, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Dong Tianji ignored it and pointed one by one with his fingers, "Where did you just stabb me with a gun? It's really bad that you want me to cut off my children. You, hold the magic wheel and pat me on the back. If it hadn't been for my sharp hands and feet, I would not have been paralyzed in ** for the rest of my life? And your cold moon sickle is so bad that the woodcutter is better than you.

He kept talking about the three evil spirits, and finally pointed to the head and said, "Your cultivation is barely successful. What you are practicing is the 'flow sand phantom'. If the left palm is slightly lower three inches, and the right palm is slower, I'm afraid my old man's head will bloom. However, you can't understand the principle of slow control, don't you?

When the ghosts heard the words, they couldn't help but change their colors.

The evil head is known as the king of the sand ghost, and the underground world is an outstanding top master. Its trace sand phantom magic skill has been passed down in the world for a long time, and I didn't expect it to be broken by Dong Tianji.

What's more frightening is that the other party not only said that the situation of the ghosts was unmistakable, but also pointed out the biggest weakness in his skills. This vision alone is far from what it can't reach.

This time, the four ghosts collected a lot of money and planned to ambush and kill You'ao Mountain in one fell swoop. I don't know that the man surnamed You didn't come back for a long time. He inexplicably broke in an old man and a young man, which was even more piercing than You'ao Mountain.

At this time, the devil with a gun asked in a low voice, "Brother Liusha, what should I do?"

The white light in the eyes of the flowing sand ghost king said coldly, "Kill!" It stimulated the soul to condense into a cold and shining long knife in the palm of his hand. He swaying slightly and bullied the hole, and cut the other party's waist and ribs horizontally.

The other three ghosts also besieged the magic soldiers. Among them, the evil ghost who used the magic wheel pestered Chu Tian, and the other two ghosts helped the sand ghost king to attack the cave sky.

Chu Tian "huhu" three swords split out and fight with the magic wheel evil ghost for the second time.

The cultivation of this evil ghost is comparable to that of the ghost king of the abyss. He is also a hero in the underground world of the ghost city. He is called "Xuanlun Ghost Master" because he is good at using the magic wheel.

Chu Tian saw that his opponent's moves were skillful and profound, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the two moves. However, the masters of the North Hades Mansion in the outer city and even the holy city may arrive at any time. At that time, it is inevitable that their identity will be exposed, and they will miss the business.

With this Cangyun Yuanchen sword, he was forced to open the Xuanlun Ghost, and Chu Tian was moved to stand up and patted a heavenly machine seal with his left hand.

"Wow--" The light and shadow of fairy seals came out one after another, emerging from the void, containing the unpredictable will to bombard the Xuanlun Ghost.

"Bang, bang, bang" Xuanlun ghost waved the magic wheel to resist, but felt a wisp of invisible thoughts seeping into the body, causing the soul to churn as if it had been capped by the stormy waves.

"What kind of seal is this?" Xuanlun Guizun was shocked, but no matter how he resisted, he could not calm down the impact of a wave of heavenly ideas. With a sharp roar, it flew back to the alley and danced the magic wheel with all its strength to turn into a group of black light, protecting its whole body from wind and rain.

"With slow control and fast, the back is to control--"

The words of Dong Tianji sounded in Chu Tian's mind, and he took a step forward and slowly handed out the sword. It is also a move to "cross the world", but the strength is uncertain, and no one can guess where the sword front is pointing.

As the edge of the sword advanced inch by inch, the little inspiration in his heart became brighter and brighter, and the sword moves became more simple and dignified.

From the time when he discussed the swordsmanship with Quanshi Nai and Yuanshi Henglin, Chu Tian has been thinking about the relationship between fast and slow all the time. At that time, in order to break the reading magic skill of Huan Changge, he raised the speed of the sword to the extreme, and finally successfully killed the opponent. Now his understanding of swordsmanship has reached a higher level, and he has gradually begun to realize the true meaning of "slow".

Slow is not rigid, slow is not clumsy, but fast sublimation and fast condensation.

Xuanlun Ghost Master's whole body was shrouded in sword gas and couldn't get rid of it. Seeing that he was in danger, he was so desperate that he shouted two wheels and hit the Cangyun Yuanchen sword.

In an instant, Chu Tian saw the flaw under the right rib of Xuanlun Gui Zun.

In this fleeting moment, the Cangyun Yuanchen sword suddenly turned into a bunch of shocks and stabbed the right side of the Xuanlun ghost.

"Bow!" The figure of Xuanlun Ghost was suddenly smashed, and a pair of magic wheels fell to the ground, whining and mourning.

At this time, the heavenly machine in the room also chopped the heart-washing master who made the cold moon sickle to pieces.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the sand ghost king suddenly grabbed the only remaining companion beside him with his left with his left hand and pushed it forward. He showed the sound of the "flow sand phantom" and the sound of the figure shattered into countless tiny shiny white photoelectric and fled outside the house.

Dong Tianji's eyebrows shrugged angrily, "The turtle grandson slipped quickly!" He vented all his anger on the head of the unlucky devil who was used as a shield by the sand ghost king, and hit him in the chest with one palm.

The evil ghost shouted out the real name of the sand ghost king and said, "Ji Tianyu, you bastard--" He knocked open the back wall like a marble and fell out.

It took a strong breath and swept the gun to the roof of the opposite door, just to escape.

I never thought that my body had not yet climbed to the roof, and suddenly a purple sword light split in the air, like the tide of the sea seemed to spread endlessly in the night sky, teaching people to have no escape.

The evil spirit screamed bitterly, and his figure melted into the magnificent purple sword.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of outsiders in the alley, and the disciples of the Northern Underworld were rushing here to hear the sound.