Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 89 Thunderstorm

The cold wind whistles!

In late autumn, there is a biting cold wind and a coughing sound.

In a small room, Xun Shaoyu wore cloth clothes and linen shoes, crossed his legs and closed his eyes, recharging his energy.

The moonlight was hazy and dim. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his face was calm, and he could only breathe evenly, which was not audible.

There was only one oil lamp in the dark house, which was not lit.Only a piece of pure darkness is left, deep and terrifying.

Suddenly, Xun Shaoyu opened his eyes, with a thoughtful look on his face: "In the past few days, their hunting intensity has been a little worse than before."

With a stone mirror, it has the ability to detect the mist of luck.Therefore, Xun Shaoyu could always feel at ease when his luck was in a downturn and get out of danger calmly.

After all, even if he has thousands of troops, he still needs to be able to find Xun Shaoyu's whereabouts in order to be able to play his role.

"It seems that these few escapes have put them on guard. Is this preparing for a thunderous strike, a one-hit kill?" He frowned, and a storm was about to come, which shook his calmness. There is a ripple in the lake of my heart.

boom!rumble! !
Far away in the sky, a flash of dark blue lightning flashed, and heavy thunder crashed heavily into the air.

Xun Shaoyu stood up slowly and glanced out the window at the increasingly gloomy sky: "Is it going to rain..."

Looking at the dark and heavy clouds, Xun Shaoyu's brows gradually relaxed.

Amidst the thunder and lightning that echoed through the sky, the walls were shaken and coughed.After a while, raindrops the size of soybeans fell one after another, hitting the ground and raising clouds of dust.

"Sure enough, a storm is coming!" His ears trembled slightly and he sighed softly.

One of his hands slowly moved to his waist, his fingers lightly tapping the handle of the saber.

Xun Shaoyu suddenly stared at a corner and asked, "Do you think what I said...is correct?"

boom! !

The thunder shook, and the bright electric light illuminated the small house in an instant.

In an instant, the house suddenly became brighter.

Heavy footsteps gradually sounded from the darkness.Three figures slowly walked out from the lightning and thunder.

"Of course...that's right!" The leading figure looked deeply at Xun Shaoyu, who was standing against the wall.

Xun Shaoyu closed his eyes slightly, smiled faintly, and said: "You guys have been following me for several days, but you have never made a move or mobilized an army to surround me. You are really good at patience."

Of course, even if a large army is mobilized, Xun Shaoyu can't be defeated.As long as he takes one or two steps in advance to prevent the army from surrounding him, Xun Shaoyu is not afraid.

"Fang Guoduan, you have nowhere to escape," this figure sneered, his body tall and tall, setting off the elongated reflection.

"Although I don't know what means you used to avoid being surrounded by the army. But under our combined hands, you will definitely die."

The burly figure walked extremely heavily, stepping on the floor step by step, letting out an overwhelmed whine.

When Xun Shaoyu heard this, a gentle look appeared on his face, and he shook his head slowly: "Oh, really... your confidence is quite good!"

boom--

He made a sudden movement, flexed and stretched his five fingers, and thrust out a claw. The air around him was completely hollow under this claw.

Suddenly, the body stretched out an inch, and all the muscles and bones boomed like a bow string, and the spine became more like a big bow. A powerful and explosive force filled the whole body.

Several figures had different reactions to Xun Shaoyu's blow.

"Hohohoho..."

Amid a burst of unpleasant and dry laughter, a skinny old man slapped forward with a hand as skinny as a withered skin, as if it was crying like a hundred ghosts.

"Roar!"

The burly man roared like an angry bear, his arms were like iron and steel, and between the swings, violent punches ripped through the air.

"drink!"

A mediocre middle-aged man put his two fingers together and took out a yellow talisman from the yellow cloth.With a flick of his finger, the yellow talisman between his fingers ignited.

These three are all rare masters in their respective fields. Every move they make is powerful and majestic.

Xun Shaoyu took the lead and used his claw to avoid the burly man with no sharp edge, and grabbed his claw on the old man's arm that was as dry as dry skin.

"No, there's something wrong with this arm,"

As soon as he grabbed it and touched it with his fingertips, Xun Shaoyu's expression changed slightly.

With his martial arts skills, he can twist a person with a force of a thousand kilograms. Under this grasp, an ordinary person would definitely tear open the skin and tear out large pieces of flesh and blood.

But this old man didn’t know which family’s evil martial arts he practiced.When Xun Shaoyu grabbed it, it was like a hundred layers of cowhide, unable to get through at all.There was even a cold feeling slowly coming from the fingertips.

Of the other two, the burly man punched Xun Shaoyu's temple with a straight punch; the mediocre middle-aged man punched Xun Shaoyu's kneecap with a sweep of his leg.

Xun Shaoyu immediately drew his sword without stopping, using the force of drawing the sword to cut off the water, and within one breath, he struck several times with the sword.

The heavy sword light was as cold as ice. On this thunderstorm night, it was even more frightening and murderous.The biting chill shocked the burly, middle-aged man.Under the force of the sword light, several people suddenly fell into disarray.

"Good knife skills, good evil spirit!"

"What a pity, after today, there will be no such sword skills in the world."

As if sighing, the mediocre middle-aged man twitched his waist, and streaks of light bloomed from his hands.

The mediocre middle-aged man shook his soft sword, and clear sword lights appeared, as curved and round as water snakes: "White Snake Sword..."

Several masters, each with their own unique skills.Fists, feet, and weapons are all instantaneous.Only waves of tyrannical force were left, colliding back and forth in this small room.

The narrow house, with only a dozen moves, was instantly torn apart in the aftermath of the fight.

boom--

Thunder sounded, the house shattered, and several figures fought.

Among these great masters, one is a sinister path, one is a masculine path, and one is a divine path.

Xun Shaoyu did not refuse anyone who came, and he used every move to make a move, mixed with secrets, masculinity, hardness and softness.Qi and blood are gradually rising, and all limbs and bones are not blocked or blocked.

He laughed and said wildly: "Come! Come! Come!"

With a arrogant look on his face, he flicked the blade and dropped countless raindrops.

Qi and blood are steaming all over the body, and one hundred and eight major acupoints are connected one by one, like a big melting pot, emitting extremely hot heat.The raindrops fell on the body, and wisps of moisture floated up.

"The pinnacle of my family!" The burly man shouted in disbelief with a mixture of shock and anger.

"How is it possible?" The mediocre middle-aged man was suddenly shocked. The soft sword was beating with cold light, and the blade almost collapsed.

The old man in black robe had a chill in his teeth: "This... this weather..."

Suddenly, as the old man in black robe watched, blue lightning flashed in the sky: "...Thunderstorm?"

boom!rumble! !
The sound of thunder was loud and numb, and the soul was slightly stagnated by it.

In an instant, the light of the sword poured down, as if it were a steel chain!
"Yes, it's a thunderstorm..." Xun Shaoyu's sword light reflected a hint of thunder: "This is the burial place for you demons and heretics."

The Taoism of this world comes from the spirit of the soul leveraging the heaven and earth, and has various subtle changes.But under the thunder, any Taoist magical power and all the wisdom of heaven and earth that can be leveraged will be lost in one fell swoop.

"Do not……"

This slight numbness made the old man in black robe lose at least seven points of his skill.

After the sword flashed, the old man in black robe had a ferocious look on his face, with a thin scarlet line on his neck.

Xun's strength penetrated the whole body, Xun Shaoyu's one hundred and eight orifices, every move of his hands and feet showed unparalleled strength.

The ultimate state of external martial arts, a glimpse of the pinnacle of martial arts in this world, comparable to the best among Taoist practitioners.

It is a real Taoist. In this thunderstorm weather, the soul cannot come out of its shell.Even if his magic power cannot reach the third level, he will be killed by Xun Shaoyu with a single blow.

"Chief Priest!!" Looking at this scene, the burly man's eyes were filled with tears.

There are only a few people left in his lineage, and this old man in black robe is not only an elder, but also a person with an average arm.

The burly man was so angry that he rushed towards him and shouted: "Xiong Bo! Xiong Bo!!"

The fist was as strong as a heavy hammer, and the burly man was like a bear, and his body collided with Xun Shaoyu.

At the same time, the mediocre middle-aged man slowly receded, his face was heavy, his fingers were inserted into the yellow cloth bag, his face was bitter, and a damp yellow talisman was sandwiched between his two fingers.

"What a scheming person, what a scheming person..." A mediocre middle-aged man with only five points in Talisman Dao.

Use the talisman to sense God, and use the divine talisman to exorcise the talisman!
Without the yellow talisman in hand, the mediocre middle-aged person's cultivation will be greatly reduced.

During the thunderstorm, the yellow talisman entered the water.The effect of this talisman is greatly reduced, and various talismans cannot be used.For this mediocre middle-aged man, it is undoubtedly fatal.

"...and those ghosts and gods were also greatly restrained during the thunder and vibration."

Thinking of the scene where countless ghosts, gods and Yin soldiers under the command of the Danyang City God retreated to the underworld together amid the thunder.

The chill in the heart of the mediocre middle-aged man became more and more intense.

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand how Xun Shaoyu, just a martial artist, could plot against them step by step.

He can't figure it out!
This slight loss of concentration and a tragic bear roar suddenly woke up the ordinary middle-aged man.

Xun Shaoyu inserted two fingers into the burly man's eyes, and two consecutive drops of blood dripped.

"what……"

The burly man wailed, his leg bones were broken, and his white thigh bones were exposed.

The mediocre middle-aged man couldn't believe it: "How is that possible?"

This burly man is, after all, a highly accomplished man.Although it is impossible to compare it with the extreme of my family, it will not be such a huge difference.

The mediocre middle-aged man just lost his mind for a moment, and such a tragic scene happened.It was really hard for him to accept, and he couldn't help but feel frightened, frightened and angry.

Xun Shaoyu smiled coldly, looked at the miserable appearance of the burly man, and said: "Who am I to say... I know all about the Dacheng family in Danyang Mansion, how could there be an extra person like you for no reason?"

"It turns out they are the remnants of Gao Village. Master Gao Village, you are fine..."

Although I don't know how this former leader of Gao Village became the Yuan family's lackey, he will not be lenient.

Gaojiazhai's hundreds of years of foundation were burned to the ground.This hatred and hatred are so deep, this leader of Gao Village is determined not to stay.

(End of this chapter)