Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 47 The Cone in the Bag

"kill!!"

With a twist of the sword, a human head flew down.

Xun Shaoyu's clothes were stained with blood, like a ghost, showing his murderous intent.

"Kill!!" Several arhats rushed into the general's tent, and the sound of fighting resounded instantly.

One by one, members of the Vacuum Cult, dressed in simple clothes and armor, held high torches, swords and bows.

With shouts of killing, fires lit up one by one in all directions.

Many congregants were disheveled and looked outside the tent with frightened faces.

Pfft!Pfft!
Xun Shaoyu acted decisively, his eyes cold.

Like lambs being slaughtered, bodies were interlaced among these vacuum believers.

For a moment, there were bright lights in all directions and shouts of killing.

"How dare you!" followed by an angry roar.From inside the tent, a figure fell out.

This roar was filled with evil energy.

Xun Shaoyu was startled. He waved his hands and used an innate starting move to catch Yuan Ming, who had fallen out of the "general tent".

Seeing Yuan Ming's current situation, he frowned: "Senior brother,"

At this time, Yuan Ming's chest was sunken and there was blood foam at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel chilled.

"Be careful...he..." Monk Yuanming spoke with difficulty and pointed at the 'general tent'.

Inside the 'Jiang Zhang', several figures intertwined and made a crumbling sound.

Xun Shaoyu said: "Understood!"

Monk Yuan Ming is one of the 18 Arhats. His boxing and martial arts have reached the level of a foreign master. He is in the realm of refining skin and flesh. His force cannot be underestimated!
To be able to severely damage Yuan Ming, that person's martial arts is at least as good as that of an outsider, who can refine bones and joints.

bump!bump!bump!
With fists clashing, several figures rushed out of the tent.

The burly man was naked to the waist, holding a horizontal sword in his hand, and a ferocious aura was billowing around him.

Phew!A ray of sword light, cold and bleak, reflected on Xun Shaoyu's indifferent face.

When Liao Ming saw this, he gritted his teeth and sneered: "Bald donkey, are you attacking at night..."

"You fake Taoists, aren't you afraid that my army will arrive and burn your Ci'an Temple to the ground?"

This general of the Vacuum Sect certainly has some real abilities.

Able to rise to the rank of general among the hundreds of thousands of members of the Vacuum Sect.Without some real skills, he can't suppress the arrogant soldiers under his command.

Just five Arhats, standing indifferently at Liao Mingzhou.

Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed and he said: "Kill!!"

Nonsense, it is impossible to talk nonsense!Villains die because they talk too much. Xun Shaoyu is not a villain, so he naturally doesn't talk too much.

His body trembled, his feet exerted force, and sand shot out from the soles of his feet.

Flying sand and flying rocks, 'Whoosh!Whoosh! 'Sound, dragging on the ground, kicking up dust and sand.

"kill!!"

Without any unnecessary words, several Arhat monks rubbed their shoes together, sweeping up the dust.

Liao Ming's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect these monks to be so decisive.

Originally, Liao Ming wanted to use words to delay for a moment, waiting for the army to react.

He calmly gathered a large army and surrounded and killed him with thousands of troops.

Xun Shaoyu's decisiveness exceeded Liao Ming's expectations.And Xun Shaoyu's purpose has always been very simple.

"Hmph... If you want my life, I want your lives first," Liao Ming said fiercely and domineeringly with a knife in his hand.

The sand and dust hit his face, Liao Ming did not retreat but advanced, bypassing the murderous intent.

"what!!"

Liao Ming shouted and slashed dozens of times.

The light of these swords was like water waves, stirring up traces of blood mist in the dust.

Several arhats whistled iron bars, clanging and clanging, and their figures remained unchanged amidst dozens of saber lights.

Liao Ming undoubtedly showed the skills that a foreigner should have in refining bone joints.

In a matter of seconds, all the Arhats were injured, with knife marks on their chests and backs.

The difference between my wife's Dacheng and her mother's Xiaocheng is not just a few hundred kilograms of strength.

My family has mastered the Bone Refining Joint, and there are [-] bones in the whole body, all of which are connected.

In the same way, with the bones of his feet strengthened, Liao Ming's body shape was slim as he walked, which was beyond the imagination of a young adult.

Even if several Arhats were the best in the Arhat Hall and had great attainments in martial arts, they would still be unable to catch up with Liao Ming's movement speed.

Of course Xun Shaoyu is also included in this list.

fast!
Incredibly fast!

I saw the flash of the sword, and Xun Shaoyu was hit by more than one knife.

"not good!"

Alarm bells rang in Xun Shaoyu's heart. The gap between his wife's Dacheng and her mother's Xiaocheng was somewhat beyond his expectation.

In the past few years, he had frequently fought against Monk Yuanguang.

I have some concerns about what kind of threat a mature outsider can pose.

However, one is competing in martial arts, and the other is fighting on the battlefield.

The feeling that the two were completely different made Xun Shaoyu truly feel threatened by this person.

At this time, Liao Ming's eyes were bright and his expression was unprecedentedly focused.

To be able to step from hundreds of thousands of followers to where he is today, Liao Ming also has the magnanimity that belongs to him.

be careful and live long!
If Xun Shaoyu hadn't struck decisively, he would have made a last-ditch attack before Liao Ming could fully integrate his followers.

In a few more days, Liao Ming would never give Xun Shaoyu the chance to attack the camp.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world!
Liao Ming thought this way, the sword flashed, and the blood of an Arhat splattered everywhere.

Glancing at the screaming and wailing monk, Liao Ming saw that the knife in Liao Ming's hand became even more cruel.

A sense of crisis came over me.

Xun Shaoyu's eyes opened and closed, and he couldn't help but shed a little sweat in his hand holding the sword.

This Liao Ming's knife is cruel, fast, and extremely powerful, beyond imagination. The knife can kill people.In a short period of time, one of the five Arhats died and two lost their fighting power.

Do not underestimate the heroes of the world!
"Hahaha... little monk, if you want to compete with me in kung fu, you should practice for another three to 50 years!"

"However, it is impossible for you to survive for thirty or fifty years,"

"You all will become my soul under the sword."

Liao Ming's sword rolled forward like a tornado, sweeping forward.

crisis!crisis!
Xun Shaoyu's heart was beating so fast that it was almost uncontrollable.

There are no unnecessary words, and even a dead person does not need them. No more words.

"Innate Arhat Fist, Yuanshi's Eighteen Hands!"

This set of Luohan boxing, simplified and refined one by one, is almost tailor-made by Xun Shaoyu.

Zheng! !

Using a sword instead of a fist, Xun Shaoyu held a sword and let out a soft groan.

Both of these, boxing and martial arts are the choice of the moment.

Liao Ming's external kung fu is open and close, but there are subtleties in the rough, and there are great ingenuities that seem clumsy.

Liao Ming has reached the state of great success with his martial arts, and his moves are as fast as lightning.

Xun Shaoyu fought and acted, and both of them used force to prevent others from interfering.

A knife against a knife!

Xun Shaoyu's mind gradually calmed down.

Immediately, a trace of strange thoughts slowly emerged.

There seemed to be an inexplicable and hearty feeling, slowly rising in his heart.

"Bah!!"

Xun Shaoyu's gray monk's robe stirred, and this hearty pleasure made the sword in his hand even more dangerous.

Foreign Kung Fu is a killing technique that destroys the body's potential and squeezes out astonishing power.

Don't cultivate your body, don't cultivate your life, just seek a moment of brilliance, even a moment of dazzling!
Xun Shaoyu became more and more comfortable in fighting, and the Innate Arhat Boxing was indeed a boxing style that perfectly suited him.

A move that was originally a one-point force could actually exert three-point force in his hands.

In addition, he himself is the ultimate nanny, with just a few cents left to refine his body.

For a moment, Xun Shaoyu and Liao Ming were even in a tie.

"If you defend for too long, you will lose. Attack! Attack! Attack!"

There was no joy in Xun Shaoyu's heart.

To be able to compete with a foreigner to achieve great success, to fight life and death, and to draw a tie.

But this does not mean that Xun Shaoyu can really compare with a great outsider.

The moves, reactions, and body skills can all be barely matched.

However, it is impossible for Xun Shaoyu to compare with a great master in terms of physical strength.

Such a fierce fight, the physical exertion of several times, how amazing.

If Xun Shaoyu was physically weak, his movements would be slow.The knife in Liao Ming's hand will never show mercy.

Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed red, he stepped forward and grabbed Liao Ming's slight opening.The sword struck directly at Liao Ming's head.

Not to be outdone, Liao Ming took advantage of Xun Shaoyu's sword and when the door was wide open, he forced out a sword and slashed Xun Shaoyu's neck diagonally.

madman
With this sword strike, both sides will be injured and both will perish.

However, Xun Shaoyu gritted his teeth and not only did not withdraw his sword, but he became even more ruthless.

The speed at which Jie Dao struck Liao Ming was several minutes faster.

Liao Ming felt the decisiveness and cruelty of this knife, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Madman!"

Withdrawing the knife decisively, Liao Ming felt fear for the first time in his life.

Xun Shaoyu's figure remained unchanged. The moment the blade missed the point, he abandoned the knife and threw himself towards Liao Ming.

The skeleton made a "boom, boom, boom" sound, and before Liao Ming could react, he poked his elbow heavily in Liao Ming's heart.

After being severely injured, Liao Ming said with a sigh of relief: "Pfft!!" This mouthful of dirty blood sprayed on Xun Shaoyu's face.

However, Xun Shaoyu was still worried.

He kicked up the horizontal knife beside his feet.

The moment the Hengdao flew up, he caught it easily. The Hengdao fell into his hand and he was beheaded with one strike.

"I'm not afraid of death, you... can't do that!" Xun Shaoyu looked at Liao Ming coldly, his eyes fixed on death.

The cry of killing is still lingering.

Xun Shaoyu picked up Liao Ming's head and held it high.

"The leader of the thief will be killed."

His voice was like a lion's roar.

"The leader of the thief will be killed."

One spreads to ten, and ten spreads to a hundred.The monks shouted loudly and became more powerful.

"The leader of the thief will be killed."

"The head of the thief will be killed,"

After preaching like this, I don't know how many Vacuum Taoists put down their weapons in shock and fear.

In the dim light, this charge almost scattered the thousands of thieves in all directions.

Thousands of thieves are not strong in combat.

In front of more than a hundred monks who dare to fight and fight decisively.

They were just like domestic animals, being driven and captured arbitrarily.

Xun Shaoyu raised his head and looked at Yun Ai in the distance.

The monks looked in awe at Xun Shaoyu who looked up.

The cone in the bag has not yet shown its sharpness. Only when it is released from the bag today can it stand out.

Now Xun Shaoyu is like an awl with a pointed tip, showing his sharp edge.

(End of this chapter)