Beiyin Great Sage

Chapter 59 Night Dou

"It's you!"

Shopkeeper Xue was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses. When his eyes widened with anger, a surge of murderous intent was uncontrollable and rushed straight into his heart.

Zhou Jia, on the other hand, remained silent, charging forward and slashing with his axe.

Now that we have met here, what else is there to say?

Thunder Needle Initiation!

The source power cultivated by the Three Yuan Zhengfa is powerful and thick, far exceeding that of Tongji in the same realm, and with the blessing of the power of the sixth grade, the huge ax will bring a fierce wind immediately.

The cloak ax technique at the proficient level is no longer difficult to perform.

"snort!"

Facing the oncoming ax blade, shopkeeper Xue hummed softly, and the cloud-headed knife rose up.

The holding part of the cloud head knife is not large. The blade is curved forward to the top and continues to curve towards the back of the knife. The head of the knife is round and shaped like a cloud head, hence its name.

This knife is heavy on the lower part and light on the upper part, and is best at chopping.

The sword is often powerful and powerful, but because the middle part is too brittle and requires flexibility, it is difficult for ordinary people to use it.

The sword and ax collided, and Zhou Jia's expression changed at the moment of contact. He felt as if he had been struck on a layer of smooth fish skin, feeling almost no force at all.

The body shape is even skewed.

"Uh-huh!"

Shopkeeper Xue's arms trembled, and all the muscles and bones in his body trembled in an instant. The night clothes on his body suddenly expanded and whirred as if he was blowing air.

Under the clothes, there were countless muscles like strong pythons. With one wrong step, he came to Zhou Jia's side and slashed with his knife.

Wherever he passed, the hard bluestone ground cracked silently under his feet.

"Bah!"

The wind of the sword was like a ghost roaring.

Zhou Jia's face turned pale, and he instinctively felt fear in his heart. People in this world are always worried about whether they can survive, and no one will ignore martial arts.

Fighting is almost instinctive.

After a few months of training, I want to crush others, which is just a delusion!

Violence!

As soon as he thought, a terrifying force emerged from his skin, bones, and internal organs, and instantly surged into his body, causing his speed to surge.

The body that had no time to react suddenly retreated while waving its arms and shield.

Defeat the shield!

Shield Bash!

Within a few feet, huge power exploded.

The air was almost knocked out of a circle of air waves.

"Peng!"

It is certainly not easy for Shopkeeper Xue to get the position of Shopkeeper Qingfengju in the Huo family. In his early years, he was a master of the seventh-grade joint force realm.

Although his cultivation has regressed due to illness and he is no longer at the seventh level, it is still extraordinary and comparable to the sixth level.

But this time the sword and shield collided, it was too much to hold back, and the tempered frame on his body collapsed at the impact, and a mouthful of hot blood went straight to his throat against the trend.

Zhou Jia gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He waved his shield and the ax blade hidden behind him suddenly sprang out.

Fly across the river!

What came face to face were two strange lights.

"Rotted body!"

"weak!"

The halo came so fast that he had no time to react. It ignored the shield and fell directly on him.

Suffer!

Origin technique!

He was startled.

The source magic from the temple is similar to the rumored magic and has many wonderful uses.

One of these two source techniques can corrode a person's body, and the other can make a person's qi and blood decay and make his muscles weak. They are the most powerful source techniques that shopkeeper Xue spent a lot of money to obtain from the masters of the temple.

The source power can be weakened but extremely difficult to ignore. Even if it can only be used once, it is enough to turn the tables.

That's it!

A strange light fell on him, and Zhou Jia's reaction was immediately slowed down.

"drink!"

Shopkeeper Xue's eyes widened. He spun his feet and twisted his wrists outwards. The cloud-headed knife rotated like a millstone and wrapped around the incoming ax blade.

"Let go!"

Cloud knife - grinding disc type!

The force of the spiral wrapped around the ax blade, making a clicking sound, like a roller grinding steel. Zhou Jia's hand felt sore and he could no longer hold the giant axe, and was thrown away.

"die!"

Shopkeeper Xue followed closely behind, and with one move of his sword, he knocked away the shield coming from the side and slashed straight towards Zhou Jia's chest.

Life and death, only in a moment.

"Peng!"

"Uh-huh!"

Two figures passed each other, Zhou Jia's shield and ax left his body, but a soft sword hung upside down on the ground, and drops of blood slowly slid down the glorious sword body.

"Inner...inner armor!"

Shopkeeper Xue's body was stiff and his voice was full of reluctance. A crack suddenly appeared on his face, running from his chin directly through the top of his head, directly slicing his head open.

The deadly sword - the wrist-shocking sword!

"puff!"

Zhou Jia also felt uncomfortable. His face was flushed and he vomited blood. He looked down at his torn clothes. The inner armor he got from Cao Honglai was broken.

"Sure enough, killing someone is like killing a monster. You have to hit the vital point, otherwise you may be the unlucky one. You must keep this in mind."

He looked back at Shopkeeper Xue who was lying on the ground. There was still fear in his eyes.

He originally thought that with sixth-grade cultivation combined with violence, his strength would be comparable to that of eighth-grade, enough to crush opponents below eighth-grade. Now it seems that he has overthought himself, and strength is not so simple to divide.

Without inner armor...

Even if you don't die today, you will be seriously injured!

The other party doesn’t seem to be at level seven yet?

After calming down, he endured the pain in his chest, lifted the body on the ground, and hid it in the dark.

…………

"Brother Zhou."

Jiao Yuanfeng huddled in the corner of the room and looked at Zhou Jia cautiously:

"You seem a little pale?"

"It's okay." Zhou Jia lowered his eyebrows, sitting cross-legged on the bed and silently practicing the three-element rectification method, and used the elixir to slowly repair the injuries on his body:

"Your sister hasn't come back yet?"

Although he was protected by inner armor, Shopkeeper Xue's last sword was so powerful that he broke several ribs and it was not easy to recover.

Fortunately, this world has its source of power, so it will not develop into a root cause of disease.

"No." Jiao Yuanfeng shook his head with worry in his eyes:

"She said she heard the news about Sister Cao, and she should have gone to find her, but she has been gone for so long, why haven't she come back yet?"

"Yeah." Zhou Jia's ears twitched slightly, he raised his head and said:

"I'm back, there should be good news."

Before he could finish his words, there was a stream of fragrant wind blowing from outside the door, and then two beautiful figures appeared in his sight.

"Yuanfeng!"

"Sister Cao!"

In addition to Jiao Yuanyi, another woman with a pretty face, wearing a bright red embroidered dress, with two daggers tied around her waist, hugged Jiao Yuanfeng.

Compared with the two girls from the Jiao family, this girl is more mature and heroic.

"It's great that you're okay!"

"Sister Cao is fine too. Where are the second sister and the others?"

"They..." Sister Cao opened her mouth with a sad look on her face:

"It's all gone."

"ah!"

When meeting an old friend in a foreign country, especially the reunion after a near-death encounter, the three women find it difficult to calm down for a while, with their faces alternately happy and sad.

Fortunately, there are still old friends here.

Sadly, more people are gone.

"That's right." Sister Cao let go of Jiao Yuanfeng and asked the two girls:

"I was in such a hurry on the way just now that I forgot to ask, where are Uncle Xu and the others?"

"Uncle Xu..." Jiao Yuanyi's eyes turned red:

"They were all... killed to keep us alive."

"died!"

Sister Cao's expression changed, her eyes were not very sad, but mainly filled with regret and regret. However, the two women were in sadness and did not notice it.

"Why!"

Sighing softly, Sister Cao comforted her softly:

"The deceased has passed away. It is a blessing to be alive. Now we have no relatives here. You might as well come and live with me."

"How about it?"

The two women stopped sobbing, looked at each other, and nodded slowly.

"Sorry to trouble Sister Cao."

"It should, it should." Sister Cao patted the two women's shoulders, and then looked at Zhou Jia:

"This brother..."

"I'm not with them." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"You three, please help yourself."

He wished that the two women would leave, so that he could feel more relaxed. He had no time to practice martial arts these days.

"Well."