Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 635 Just One Weapon

Xu Hui's green spear was longer than Du Weikun's dharma sword. Du Weikun was at a disadvantage in terms of weaponry, and gradually ran out of weapons, and was forced back by Xu Hui's green spear.

Seeing this, Du Weikun took a step back, angrily threw the dharma sword directly on the ground, sacrificed a dharma seal, and a golden light flashed, covering Xu Hui in it.

Xu Hui and Du Weikun cast a spell, and quickly raised the Qingji spear, the blue light flashed, easily breaking the golden light.

Du Weikun was taken aback, and thought: This gun is extremely hard, and it seems to be a living thing. The golden light of the ancestor's seal was broken so easily, and it even felt like it was sucked away. This thing is weird, so be careful.

So Du Weikun stretched out his hand cautiously, and the magic seal in his hand flew out, flying above Xu Hui's head, swimming without hitting. At the same time, he sacrificed another treasure, which was a white pearl, which also exuded a chilling air , and hit Xu Hui.

Xu Hui only had two treasures on his body, both of which were weapons for killing and cutting. He lacked treasures to protect him. When he saw the white pearl attacking him, he had no choice but to avoid it.

But at the same time as the pearls flew out, Du Weikun focused on two things, and the dharma seal suspended above Xu Hui's head was also knocked down, and went straight to Xu Hui's head.

Xu Hui raised his gun and stabbed, with a ding sound, Qing Ji dropped his gun and was stuck firmly on the ground, but Fa Yin was also bounced away.

Du Weikun stretched out his hand and took back the pearl and the magic seal. Seeing that Xu Hui only had one magic weapon, he expected that he would win, so he mocked him: "You only have one weapon, how can you fight me? You also admit defeat!"

Of course Xu Hui refused to admit defeat, what he was worried about was blowing the meat to damage the gourd and directly blowing Du Weikun to death.

Xu Hui hesitated and looked back at Wang Hongda, who nodded.

Xu Hui turned around, made up his mind, and thought: The teacher is here, even if it blows away, there is probably a way to revive it. What am I afraid of?
So he gave Du Weikun a disdainful smile, and replied: "Stop talking nonsense, what methods do you have, show them all!"

Seeing Xu Hui's arrogance, Du Weikun sneered, stopped holding his hand, controlled the magic sword to fly up, and stabbed Xu Hui's chest in the air.

At the same time, Fayin flew up, a golden light flashed, and the pearl also flew out in a straight line, only to catch Xu Hui's face.

The three-pronged approach means that Xu Hui only has one weapon, and cannot resist these three attacks at the same time.

But Du Weikun didn't expect that Xu Hui didn't want to hide at all. He stood on the spot, took a gourd from his waist, unscrewed the cover, and blew at Du Weikun.

When a dead wind blew, Du Weikun's skin was torn apart immediately, and the layer of skin on his chest fell off and turned into dust.

"what!"

Du Weikun felt a burst of burning pain, looked down and was startled, the intact skin and flesh on his chest turned into dust and fell, exposing the thick flesh and ribs!

Du Weikun was distracted, and the dharma sword, pearls and dharma seals also fell one after another. With a scream, he knelt down on the ground and howled like ghosts and wolves.

Seeing that his apprentice was at a disadvantage, Jiang Yuze couldn't sit still, jumped up, and hit Xu Hui in the face: "Hurt my apprentice? Look at the trick!"

Seeing Jiang Yuze rushing up, Wang Jiarui showed the manna branch without hesitation, flicked it lightly, and a green light repelled Jiang Yuze and stood in front of Xu Hui.

Xu Hui tilted his head to look at Wang Jiarui, then at Jiang Yuze, thinking: This person is the head of the sect, and Wang Jiarui might suffer if he fights with him.

But he looked at Wang Hongda with a calm expression, so he didn't say anything, and retreated to Wang Hongda's side.

Jiang Yuze was forced to retreat by Wang Jiarui, looked at the wicker with green light in her hand, and couldn't help but be amazed: There is such vitality condensed on this willow, and the wooden magic seems to be ever-changing, with its own mystery, it should not be underestimated!

He raised his head, looked at Wang Jiarui, and didn't underestimate him. He took out a brush and made a gesture.

Wang Hongda looked up and saw that the brush holder was made of white jade, with off-white hair, and the weather in late August was actually a little bit cold.

Jiang Yuze smiled and took a step forward. The man in his 80s walked like flying. Wang Jiarui picked up the stick and fought with Jiang Yuze.

The writing brush is large, and it can't be broken much more than a magic sword. Jiang Yuze steps fast and jumps nimbly, but Wang Jiarui is not good at fighting. The inverted sea stick is so much longer than the writing brush, but she was at a disadvantage and was beaten. Back again and again.

What's more important is that the writing brush was icy cold, and the cold air was transmitted to the sea-pouring stick when the soldiers were handed over. Wang Jiarui's hands were cold and her fingers were stiff.

Wang Jiarui was flustered, and Jiang Yuze snatched an opening when she didn't pay attention. She flicked the brush and hit the sea-dumping stick.

"what?"

In Wang Jiarui's astonishment, Jiang Yuze had already come in front of her, and with a turn of the brush in her hand, the other end of the pen was already pressed against Wang Jiarui's neck.

"slow!"

Seeing that Wang Jiarui was at a disadvantage, Wang Hongda stood up and called Jiang Yuze back.

Jiang Yuze smiled and tilted his head to look at Wang Hongda.

Wang Hongda said with a straight face: "These are my three apprentices, who are good at healing but not good at fighting."

Jiang Yuze stared at Wang Hongda's eyes, smiled contemptuously, and pushed Wang Jiarui back to Wang Hongda's side with a tap of his pen. Wang Jiarui knelt on the ground and retched, covering his neck.

Wang Hongda tilted his head to look at Wang Jiarui, then at Du Weikun, who was seriously injured and lay moaning on the ground with his bruises split open, and thought: Although this Jiang Yuze made a surprise attack, he is not a bloodthirsty person, so it is okay to let Wang Jiarui go To be reasonable, the fight is also one-on-one, which is quite like a famous school.

So when he raised his hand, the willow branch at Wang Jiarui's waist flew into his hand, and he flicked it at Du Weikun.

A green light hit Du Weikun, and Du Weikun suddenly felt an unbearable itching on the wound, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, something incredible happened.

The wound on Du Weikun's body healed by itself, as if the video was played backwards.

Cai Xudong and Du Weikun were all shocked, and the old man next to him also stared wide-eyed. Only Jiang Yuze was the head, and he had to keep calm and didn't say anything.

Wang Hongda looked at Wang Maosong, Wang Maosong nodded to Wang Hongda, and with a blast gun in his hand, he met Jiang Yuze.

Jiang Yuze picked up the brush and fought Wang Maosong. Unlike Wang Jiarui, Wang Maosong had practiced for hundreds of years, and he also had some skills, and his marksmanship was quite methodical.

But in the end it was not as good as Xu Hui who Wang Hongda personally pointed out, and the blast gun was not as indestructible as the Qingji gun, so there was no obvious advantage in fighting Jiang Yuze.

Fortunately, Wang Maosong's blast gun is more flexible and faster, and it is longer than a brush. The two fought even after thirty moves.

As the head of the sect, Jiang Yuze couldn't get an advantage in fighting dozens of tricks with a junior. He became impatient, took a step back, put down the brush, and raised his hand. There was an extra pagoda in the palm of his hand, made of white jade, and he was also breathing cold.

Seeing this, Wang Maosong became vigilant, put away the blast gun, and stared at the tower.

Jiang Yuze brewed a wave, the tower was raised, suspended in the air, tilted slightly, and a strong wind mixed with a blizzard blew towards Wang Maosong.

Wang Maosong didn't dodge, and when he set up the blast gun, he planned to resist the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)