Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 124.Fumo asked the palm
Fish makes fire, meat makes phlegm.

In the midwinter season, there are very few fruits and vegetables, and He Yuan has eaten a lot of meat and grain recently.

On the way today, I didn't drink water in time, and I fought for a long time.He felt a tickle in his throat, and took this opportunity to spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Elder Luosang put all his energy on guarding against He Yuan's evil methods.

Just now, my friend Renzeng suffered a loss like this.He also saw some clues, and had a guess in his heart.

At this moment, seeing He Yuan repeating his old tricks, there was a reminder from Master Lunzhu next to him.Immediately affirmed his judgment.

Although, the situation of gaining the upper hand was not easy.However, in order not to let himself follow in the footsteps of his friends, he quickly retreated to avoid contact with He Yuan.

At the same time, stabilize your mind, use years of meditation to make your mind like a mirror, and prepare for everything.

When Luo Sang saw that He Yuan stopped chanting the mantra, he knew that he was about to make a move.

In secret religion, there are also many spells that people cannot guard against.As an elder of the Xinlu Sect, Luo Sang knew something.According to his understanding, there is a way to break this spell.Once the spell is broken, the caster is easily injured.He is ready, as long as the spell fails, he can kill the killer.

Luo Sang thought that the other party would use some silent spell, but he didn't expect that He Yuan used a hidden weapon.

The distance between the two sides was not far, Luo Sang retreated and retreated, and it was impossible to fly to the sky after all.This mouthful of thick phlegm was spurted out with internal force, urgent and fast.When Luo Sang saw something, it was too late to react.He has tried his best to avoid it, but——
"Snapped--"

A mouthful of thick phlegm hit Luosang's face, and a small yellow and white flower bloomed on his face.

Luo Sang, whose face was hurt from being smashed, wiped his face with his sleeve (I can't do it without wiping, it's blocking my eyes.)
I saw a piece of pickle on the sleeve.

Luo Sang was so angry that he knew he had been tricked.The meditation skills that have been cultivated for decades suddenly turned into boundless karmic fire.

"Okay - ok - ok!" Angrily said yes three times in a row.

He Yuan's strategy succeeded, he held a coral staff, and took a breath of relief.

Seeing that the monk was angry with himself, He Yuan was about to add a few words, but he saw something happened behind the other party's back.

Luo Sang stared at He Yuan, seeing the young Toutuo looking at his back, with a look of surprise in his eyes.Immediately sneered out of anger, he thought to himself, trick me once, you are smart kid.You want to trick me a second time, do you really think I'm a fool?

He was just about to go up to fight again, but he heard a commotion behind him, and immediately after, he felt a gust of evil wind rushing towards him.

Hearing that the wind was not right, Luo Sang hurriedly dodged to the side to avoid it.This evil wind came too fast, and along with the evil wind came a burst of strange laughter.

Luo Sang didn't dare to be negligent, and after dodging, he made another donkey roll, rolled on the ground, took the opportunity to get up, and found that the one who attacked him was the seriously injured Renzhang Lao.

How is this going?Isn't he injured?Why did you attack me?
When Luo Sang was suspicious, the other party would not relax, one move after another, frantically attacking the target.

Just now, Luo Sang was eager to decide the outcome with He Yuan, and did not pay attention to the changes behind him.The group of esoteric disciples, after pinching the injured Ren to grow old, never dared to kill him.

However, it is impossible for a normal person to compete with a madman all the time.You can persist at the beginning, but after a long time, it is inevitable that you will be a little slack.

No one saw the reason, and Ren Zeng broke free from control.

Rigzin once learned superior yoga, and this kind of kung fu was brought into full play when he was out of trouble.Breaking free from the disciple's control, it's just a random beating.Many disciples were of lower seniority than him, so they didn't dare to fight back with heavy hands.

Just like that, the disciples all avoided, exposing Elder Luosang.Luo Sang's back was facing the lunatic, now, can he not pounce on him?
Luo Sang couldn't react in time, and was beaten left and right.

Lunzhu secretly thought that it was not good, the enemy was in front of him, if this went on, people like himself would be in danger.He made a quick decision.It is impossible for Ren Zeng to be one of his own people.Immediately moved his steps, slid forward, aimed at Renzeng's back, and slapped him with a heavy hand.

What Lun Zhu used was Fu Mo Wen Xin Zhang, which was secretly passed on by the Galang Sect, which was his housekeeping skill.

This palm was urgent and fast, without any sound.Ren Zeng, who was sane, may not be able to escape, not to mention, he has lost his mind.

This palm hit the unsuspecting Rinzeng firmly on the back.

"Kalala—" the sound of bone breaking sounded.

Ren Zeng's whole body froze.However, normal people cannot understand the thoughts of madmen after all.Na Renzeng had been tossed and tortured many times, and his oil had already run out.It is only because of insanity that it can support the final madness.

When everyone in the esoteric sect thought they were done, Renzeng turned around abruptly and bit Elder Lunzhu's hand as he fell over.

Lunzhu was startled and hurriedly backed away, but Rinzeng grabbed his sleeve.Then, he was punched on the dantian by Ren Zeng.This is Renzeng's last burst of strength, and also his last madness.

There was no trick in this punch, the victory was a sudden explosion.

After the punch, Renzeng fell to the ground and remained silent.

Elder Lunzhu spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered backwards, and was supported by his disciples.He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and it took him a long time to get over his breath.

After adjusting his breath, he saw the tragic death and injury of the disciples, and then he saw the perpetrator watching the fun in the distance.Lun Zhu stared at He Yuan, and said fiercely: "You have committed a great crime."

When He Yuan heard this, he also laughed angrily.Immediately retorted: "You killed this man yourself, so you can blame me. But, having said that, your slap just now was really amazing, and it was deeply merciful."

Hearing He Yuan's sarcasm, Lun Zhu was about to speak, when she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood spewed out again.He was restless, and suddenly couldn't hold back his blood.

"Look! Look! Am I right?" He Yuan added another sentence.

Luo Sang couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward again with a strange cry.He spilled all the fright and resentment he had just received on He Yuan.

He Yuan refused to give in, and the two fought together again.

He Yuan had gained experience in the battle just now.Lobsang's kung fu is obviously different from Renzin's.His tricks tend to be quick and somewhat complicated.He Yuan used his fingering to decipher the opponent's attack, and gradually he was able to fight on par with his opponent.

When He Yuan was fighting with Luo Sang.The two leaders of the esoteric religion are discussing countermeasures.

Lunzhu was injured and had already taken medicine.Although his life was safe, he felt weak in both Qi and blood, and his whole body was weak.He knew that this punch was too heavy, and the blood spurted just now was not good, it was all blood.

Taking a look at the situation on the field, he felt that Luo Sang couldn't take down his opponent in a short time.He turned around and called his younger brother Duoji.

Lunzhu said in a low voice: "Brother Duoji, in my opinion, it is very difficult for Luosang to defeat the opponent. We still have more powerful opponents to deal with, so we can't wait too long. Brother, you can look for opportunities and go up to besiege. Use the simplest way to win."

Dorje didn't speak, just nodded.
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