Chapter 326 Killing the general and seizing the city is like a child's play

Yu Culture and no armor.

Instead, he was wearing a scribe robe, with five long beards floating in the wind...

The body fell, and the endless drizzle suddenly turned violently, turning into a cold ice needle, sandwiched in the palm wind, and slapped it down with a loud bang.

The buildings and trees along the way were destroyed by the strong wind and were immediately covered with a thick layer of white frost, revealing countless tiny lights.

Wei Zhenzhen, Xu Ziling, Kou Zhong and others all groaned, their faces turned pale, and they retreated more than ten feet away, and they couldn't help but shivered.

He is worthy of being the second-ranked master of the Yuwen family and has achieved great success in Bing Xuan.

Compared to when he was fighting with the pushing mountain player Shi Long and Fu Junchuo, Yu Wenhua and this time no longer had the same idea as the cat-showing mouse, and he was a killer move when he made a move.

Put your efforts into it.

Falling from the sky.

A palm hit a icy wind tornado.

It seems that Yang Lin is going to be beaten into ice slag.

"Is it so fierce?"

When the palm was approaching, Yang Linqing's dragon stick in his hand jumped up from the ground like straw and rotated into a blue-black vortex in his hand.

As he screamed, a huge dragon head appeared on the spot, with dragon horns and dragon beards and wide-mouthed fangs...

A pair of dragon eyes reflected the bright shiny luster of the black ice, reflecting the three-meter-a-round area around it, all dark, just like the dark hell opened with a bang.

Bing Xuan Jin is cold enough.

However, Yang Lin's stick in his hand showed its strength, and the stick turned into a dragon and it evolved into a hell, which was even colder and colder.

The frozen tornado fell down with a palm, and Yu Wen and his indifferent and desolate expression changed. His quiet mood suddenly seemed to fall into a mountain, with turbid waves rising and falling in his heart.

A look of shock appeared on his face.

He found that his Bing Xuan power was like a lamb sent into the tiger's mouth.

He was kissed by the stick turning into a dragon, swallowed it in one bite, and even burped it.

And his figure seemed to be about to be thrown into the abyss, and he was gone, and he threw himself into the dragon's mouth.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

"not good."

One move was frustrated.

Yu Wenhe forcibly controlled his body, bit his tongue tightly, spit out a small mouthful of blood, and a blood-colored ice wall appeared in front of him.

At this moment, he felt an extreme danger. If he was about to release it, he would not retreat and withdraw his move, and there would be unpredictable consequences.

Change moves only take a moment.

But it's still a bit too slow.

A stream of light appeared in the distance.

Whoosh...

It was right in front of Yang Lin.

I heard a loud cracking roar in my ears, just like thunder.

"Fallen Moon Bow..."

Fu Junchuo shouted softly.

Holding the sword in your hand, gritting your teeth and rushing forward quickly.

The moment ago, she was shocked by Yang Lin's wonderful and indescribable attack, just like Yu Wenji.

She didn't even see whether the other party was defending or attacking with one blow, and saw that Yu Wenhua was already in danger.

I felt inexplicably confused in my heart.

Because she had fought with Yu Wenhua several times, and she knew the power of the other party's Bing Xuan power.

If you fight hard against the palm, there is very few strength in the world that can suppress this kind of Qimen's superb skill.

However, I didn't expect that in Yang Lin's hands, Bing Xuanjin, who ranks at the top of the list of superb skills, was like a child playing house.

It swallowed easily, and there was a faint sense of counterattack.

Just as I relaxed, the light appeared in the distance.

She knew better than Yang Lin that the master's skills of the big families of the Sui Dynasty.

He recognized this at a glance that this was the Yuchi family's bow of the moon, and it was said that with an arrow, it was impossible for gods and ghosts to escape.

Even if the cultivation of the person who produces the arrow is not innate, he can attach himself to the long arrow with his unique explosion of mind. Once the arrow is fired, his skills are attached and his mind is traction, and he is said to be a sure winner.

Faced with the siege of two masters, this backer with great medical skills suddenly became very difficult.

Moreover, she had previously sensed that in addition to Yu Wenhua and Yuchi Sheng, there seemed to be a bloody murderous intent outside the door.

That murderous aura has a terrifying aura. Perhaps, in terms of purity and vastness, there is still a little difference between Yu Culture and the rest.

But that kind of blood-killing aura in the battle formation is better than Yu Wen and much.

This is the aura of a brave general who is undefeated above the battle formation, which is even more difficult to deal with.

Fu Junchuo actually couldn't do anything. Her cultivation has not recovered yet and her injuries have not improved.

Once you draw the sword, all your previous efforts may be wasted and you will collapse and die on the spot.

But, she couldn't stay away from moving.

She knew that if Yang Lin was defeated.

Not only her, but also Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, and everyone here will die.

Before she could draw her sword, a flower was in front of her. When she saw Yang Lin standing still, she suddenly chuckled and the rotating stick in her hand suddenly stopped.

Buzz...

The pitch-black and dark dragon-mouth vortex was twisted and shaking, and with a bang it turned into a huge hot ball of light.

A huge sun appeared on the spot.

It is noon on the sun.

A burst of scent of the sun that melted people had just caught my eyes and invaded my heart.

The special long arrow, faintly with thunder, had just arrived, but before blood was seen, it was covered by the light of the flame sun and turned into iron.

With a sizzling sound, it fell to the ground.

Yu Wenhe took advantage of the opportunity of the long arrow attacking and just withdrew three feet, a fire burned around him.

My chest was charred and my beard was burning.

He screamed, kicking his toes before, and the ripple would rise quickly.

"What kind of ghost martial arts is this? Could it be the Eternal Life Art?"

While vigorously exerting Bing Xuan Jin, Yu Wenhua could not imagine that this world had such a strange skill.

Sometimes it is cold and sometimes it is hot and it is like the sun.

It can transform each other more.

The exquisiteness and power of it is still far above the Bing Xuan Jin in his home.

"You guessed it right."

Yang Lin sneered, and was reluctant to let him escape. When he got the stick halfway, he suddenly poked out.

Like a snake or a dragon, winding around and slantingly rushing straight to the sky.

This stick snake turned into a dragon, which came from Zhao Zilongqi's snake spear.

However, the innate yang power of the Panlong stick is stabbed out and attached to the Changsheng Art, which makes you feel awesome and grand.

Destroy the mysterious and mysterious temperament of Panshe.

Instead, there is a kind of domineering power and mightyness of the Divine Dragon.

puff……

Like wearing bean curd.

Yu Wenji had only had time to get his palms in front of him and formed black ice, and was pierced by this laser-like stick light.

The ice in his palm did not block the slightest effect.

Break the palm, break the arms, pierce the chest...

When Yu Wenhua and jumped back and landed on the roof, everyone could see that there was a hole in the size of a sea bowl on his chest, and they could see the skylight opposite him.

"Good stick method."
To be continued...