martial law

A moment ago, Qiu Qianren was majestic and majestic, galloping freely.

The next moment, he was blown away with a palm and died a miserable death.

To die is to die, and he doesn't feel bad for a leading party who came from Song Dynasty to join him.

However, he knew how high a status this person had in the Central Plains martial arts.

What a strong skill.

Even he couldn't stop the opponent's angry blow.

So, can the plan I prepared earlier succeed?

"What are you panicking about?"

The paint on the high priest's face turned into poisonous snakes, and suddenly surged up, causing a foul wind in the tent.

"Take a shot to intercept and surround him."

He waved the small wooden stick in his hand.

The three eight-leaf Batulu's bodies immediately flashed with blood, countless lines glowed together, their eyes became red, and they rushed out of the tent with a roar.

"These three eight-leaf Batulu, under the blessing of the secret technique, even if they meet the leader of Qiu, they can still bear it for a while.

The three of them teamed up and used the technique of war dance, even if it was a dragon, they could lock it to death. "

The high priest said coldly: "His Royal Highness King Zhao, what do you think the king of the Kingdom of Jin ruled over the world? Isn't it the invincible might of soldiers and the unparalleled secret art of shamanism?

It's not that the masters from the Central Plains have never been to the palace compound, let alone forget the generals in front of the battle. Why do they always fail? "

With a wave of his wooden stick, a blue mist rose from his body and shot straight to the sky.

A wisp of dark cloud is formed immediately without knowing how.

"Because we are stronger!"

The high priest looked coldly at the white figure rushing towards him, and said with a sneering sneer: "These warriors didn't understand the power of the ancestor gods, nor did they understand the principle of natural balance..."

When he said this, he stretched out his finger, and the sky lit up with an arc.

A beam of snow-bright light fell straight down like a chain, and landed on the head of Yang Lin's rushing figure in a posture that could not be resisted or dodged.

boo...

Light and shadow scattered like wind and sand.

A voice rang in the ear.

"Just relying on this summoning lightning technique? I didn't expect that there would be magic in this world?

I don't know how you use it? "

Yang Lin spoke easily, but his heart was not at all relaxed.

If it wasn't for the simultaneous activation of his body-eye and mind-eye skills when the thunder light fell just now, his body would have been illusory and he would have broken the mental lock.

At this time, I am afraid that the body will be blackened and severely injured, so that they will fall into the siege.

"Impossible, how could you avoid it?"

The high priest spat out a mouthful of blood and asked in surprise.

It wasn't for nothing that he used this secret technique.

Judging from past experience, as long as it is a warrior, facing such a sudden attack, all of them can only resist.

They didn't even have a chance to discover the mental lock.

But, what is going on in front of you?

Apparently, Yang Lin wouldn't give him any answers.

He was even more unwilling that this disgusting-looking guy would use even weirder methods.

He saw that this one had already cut the palm of his hand with his fingernails, and blood gushed out like a spring.

A sense of crisis rose again in the air.

Just don't know where the crisis comes from.

"go to hell."

Yang Lin yelled loudly, and pulled out a phantom from his figure. In an instant, he arrived in front of the high priest, and slammed out his palm silently.

The blood-red flame flashed slightly in front of his eyes, and a trace of horror and unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the high priest.

The bloody flames in his hands had just risen, and his upper body was already like a pine tree that had been chopped down, and was shaken into blood powder by a palm with a bang.

And the two legs of his lower body were still nailed in place, motionless.

Yang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, forcibly suppressing the nausea in his heart, and let out a long breath.

The weird priest just now obviously used another blood secret technique.

He immediately slapped Kanglong Youhui, killing him quickly.

Otherwise, I don't know what kind of demon moths will appear.

After beating the high priest to death, Yang Lin turned his head to look at Wanyan Honglie, and said with a sneer, "This time, no one will save you again."

He flipped his palm down, and under Wanyan Honglie's horrified eyes, he struck the three eight-leaf Batulu to death on the spot one by one.

Feeling the waterfall of light flowing in front of him, while feeling joy in his heart, he turned his palm into a knife and cut off the head of King Zhao who was expected to rejuvenate the Jin Kingdom.

By the time Yang Lin walked out of the camp holding Wanyan Honglie's head, the Iron Palm Gang had completely collapsed.

Cheers and shouts rang out all around...

……

Daganluo led the cavalry, but he still didn't dare to charge.

Shouting frantically, he turned his horse's head and fled to one side.

There are thousands of swordsmen behind him, chasing after him.

And in the direction of Guiyun Village, a red scaled fat head fish fireworks, and then soared into the sky.

"The time is just right."

A cold light flashed in Yang Lin's eyes.

The figure soared into the sky.

I meditated in my heart, performing martial orders, congenital skills, promotion.

His martial luck is enough.

More than a thousand.

Chapter 203 Get Out

This time, Yang Lin didn't look at the short time of the battle, but from the moment he started to attack, it was like thunder and lightning, recruiting killers, and the ones he killed were all strong players.

Of course, some Iron Palm gangsters who were killed on the way will not be mentioned.

Those people were affected by the palm wind, all had broken bones and bones, and could no longer fight.

Their martial arts are low, compared to the current Yang Lin, basically they can't gain much.

It was Qiu Qianren.

This great master who has no lower limit in doing things changed his mind to become a monk in the future and got a peaceful ending.

Finally, he was full of evil and gave Yang Lin 460 martial arts points.

Speaking of which, this one was raped twice by Yang Lin, so he deserved to die.

Next, in Wanyan Honglie's tent, the three eight-leaf Batulu died easily.

That's also because, after the death of the high priest, the totem amplification technique on them became invalid.

Facing Yang Lin, he was a few ranks behind, and when he fought, he naturally slapped him one by one, which was relaxed and happy.

It looks weak.

In fact, each of them gave Yang Lin 150 martial arts points.

This kind of combat power has already surpassed Qiu Chuji and surpassed the Quanzhen Seven Sons.

In a real fight, they may lose subtle changes.

However, the strength of fighting hard, competing in strength and cultivation, can suppress the Quanzhen Seven.

Especially with the cooperation of the priests, the power can be doubled, and it is more than enough to guard the palace and accompany the army to protect the Chinese army.

……

Finally, there is the high priest.

This one, Yang Lin saw his threat.

He didn't wait for him to use all his means at all.

Just kill quickly with tyrannical means.

In fact, Yang Lin also understood a little bit about the opponent's methods.

It seems to be a way of praying to communicate with an existence in the dark.

Use the power of faith to communicate with heaven and earth, and borrow the vitality of heaven and earth to kill the enemy.

What they practice is naturally spiritual.

However, Yang Lin himself doesn't like this kind of spiritual training method.

Nor can he learn to beg and pray to some being.

Therefore, I didn't even think about searching for treasure afterwards.

You said that every day with great willpower, you imagine a god of nature, or ancestor god.

Then imagine getting the blessing and might of the other party.

Yang Lin doesn't take self-deception...

However, I have to admit that the other party's method actually has its own unique features.

Communicate with the world with spirit, draw the vitality of the world, and make people hard to defend against in the attack.

It's a pity that these priests may think that everything is enough with the protection of the ancestor gods, and their physique is not strong.

In a head-on confrontation, it is even more powerless.

After being approached by Yang Lin, he felt remorse and beat his body to pieces.

Naturally, he couldn't die any more.

Although die quickly.

This priest is not weak, but very strong.

From the feedback he received from the Martial Arts Order, Yang Lin was delighted to find that the other party had actually contributed a full 500 martial arts points, which was more generous than Qiu Qianren.

It seems that this person should also have practiced to a qualitative change, not far from innate, but he has not found a way out.

The distance between him and the Five Absolutes is even shorter than that of Qiu Qianren.

No wonder, Wanyan Honglie was full of confidence and led troops to deal with him.

There was a priest of this strength accompanying him, and there were three other powerful Batulu Batulu who could bless his great power, Qiu Qianren was present, and there was Xidu Ouyang Feng outside...

Just think about how powerful the opponent's camp is.

If he met Yang Lin before he was promoted, with the strength he showed in Zhongdu City, he was inseparable from Qiu Qianren.

Encountering today's situation, it is natural to be close to death, and it is difficult to escape.

However, man is not as good as God.

Wanyan Honglie never expected that Yang Lin's cultivation would jump twice in a short period of time.

What he thought was his hole card turned out to be a meat dish.

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