Seven nights attacked Chengdu 7

Song Xiang

Yang Yan was about to pursue again, when suddenly the strength above his head was so strong that he could barely open his eyes, and he could only vaguely see a figure hit in the air, but he could clearly feel that the ten fingers of the arrival's hands kept changing into various esoteric movements, covering all the areas above his head, blocking all the roads of his advance and retreat, and the momentum was amazing.

Yang Yan immediately understood that the only person present who could have such skills was An Ze, the national teacher of the Jin Kingdom. As soon as he closed his eyes, he swung out the "Wind Forest Volcano" purely by instinct and leaned upward.

"Peng" thundered like a low roar, the strength dissipated, Yang Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood, stood unsteadily on the wall, and floated down.

Although he knocked Yang Yan down the wall, An Ze had no half-joy in his heart, with his identity, he shouldn't have made a sneak attack against Yang Yan, but now that the situation is urgent, he can't take care of it so much.

And the sneak attack just now, it happened that Yang Yan had just stood on the wall and defeated two of his own little disciples, it was when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, and the timing was just right. Moreover, he used more than ten handprints in the air, virtual and real, unpredictable, under the lock of his own qi machine, Yang Yan had no other way but to parry in a hurry. Even if he can't kill Yang Yan on the spot, he can still be seriously injured and lose his ability to fight, in that case, the Song army will definitely be moved, so as to reverse the current situation in one fell swoop.

Knowing that under his own blow, Yang Yan not only got rid of his qi lock, but also could swing his knife to fight back, and the position of this knife obliquely, the angle is exactly where he must be saved, this order has been gathering momentum for a long time The power of this blow suddenly decreased, although Yang Yan was knocked off the wall, but it was far from his original goal, which also made An Ze quite frustrated in his heart. Unexpectedly, Yang Yan was so young, and he had such a cultivation, which was not much different from Wan Xiansheng.

At this moment, An Ze only felt a strong wind stirring, vibrating and whirling in his ear drum. The yellow mangs in front of her skyrocketed, and a silver-armored woman took a brass stick and struck herself on the head. It was Zhao Yueru.

After Yang Yan gave the order, Zhao Yueru, Ling Xiang, Huang Mingxia, Zhao Cao, Zhu Que and others also performed light skills, jumped over the wall, and opened a gap for the rest of the Song army. Although there were An Ze's disciples guarding the wall, at this time the Song army also concentrated all the masters, and the highest martial arts Taitu and Hailancha were entangled by the water mirror and water moon at this time, and the other little disciples could block it, and they were immediately broken through the wall by the Song army's masters, and countless Song troops climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the courtyard of the garrison, and fought fiercely with the defenders in the courtyard. At this time, Zhao Yueru found out that Yang Yan was shot down by An Ze and fell off the wall, so she hurriedly came over to help him.

An Ze immediately collected his mind, and instantly raised his skills to the peak state. The left hand knotted the seal of the water and the sky, and the right hand pinched the seal of the wishful treasure, and hit the center of the yellow mang.

Zhao Yue was like a person in the air, with a clear sound, the sky-surging Huang Mang suddenly dissipated, and the stick head led directly to An Ze's front door. Moreover, the route was winding, and a copper stick was danced by her like a long whip, which was as flexible and unpredictable as a long whip, and it was difficult to defend against.

An Ze was shocked, he thought that Zhao Yueru's stick technique would be so fine, and he knew that it was not good, and all the coping tricks he had thought of before were all in vain, so he hurriedly changed to the Shakya bowl seal and closed his hands.

The sound of "bang" and vigorous exchange of energy resounded far and near.

An Ze finally changed his moves in a hurry, and the enemy could withstand Zhao Yueru's full blow, his body trembled, flew backwards, and also fell down the wall.

Zhao Yue was like a little on the wall with her toes, and rushed up diagonally again, and the coiling dragon stick was like a maggot attached to the bone, and hit An Ze directly. This time it is condescending, the people and sticks are one, and the strength is even more powerful and powerful.

An Ze secretly complained in his heart, he didn't expect that Zhao Yueru's martial arts were not under Yang Yan, how could he be a young master among the Song army, he was now flying backwards, and there was no way to hide, so he could only take this stick.

Seven explosions in a row arose, and when the stick prints touched, An Ze used seven exquisite handprints, including the Vajra Seal of the Ri Luo Ka Vajra, the Holding Guotian, the Seal of the King of Juntuli, the Cross Buddha Top Seal, the Vajra Flame, the Inner Binding Fist, and the Outer Binding Fist, to hit the coiling dragon stick one by one. When his feet landed, he finally blocked Zhao Yueru's round of attack. But I felt the blood in my chest rolling, and I was so sad that I almost wanted to vomit blood.

But before An Ze could breathe a sigh of relief, the blue mang in front of him was booming, and Yang Yan, who had breathed a sigh of relief, turned into a ray of lightning with the sword momentum, and shot towards An Ze. This knife also used all Yang Yan's strength, the true qi flowed, and the wind and thunder were great.

An Ze knew that something was wrong, he wanted to be able to use such a powerful sword momentum after Yang Yan was injured, and in desperation, he had to take a sharp breath of true strength, suppress the churning blood, and put his hands into the Great Sun Sword Seal, and went all out to meet Yang Yan's sword.

The sound of "Peng" shook the audience. An Ze took five steps back in a row, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood. After the battle between him and Wan Xiansheng, although the injury was ninety percent better, it was still not fully healed after all, not to mention that he blocked Zhao Yueru's sharp stick just now, and he was already at the end of the crossbow. Under Yang Yan's full blow, the old injury suddenly recurred.

Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru exchanged glances at each other, and without waiting for An Ze to have a chance to pull back, the knives and sticks came out together, grabbed both of them, and attacked An Ze together. If the national teacher of the Jin State can be killed in Sichuan, it can deal a big blow to the morale of the Jin army, which is a good thing for the anti-Jin plan, and it can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

An Ze also knew that this was the moment of the Lord's death, and his hands turned into the seal of the Emperor Shakti, the Earth Huibu, the Immovable Ming King, and the Blessing Offering Seal, and at the same time, he took a wrong step under his feet, stepping on the subtle steps of the mysteries, and brought out all the painstaking cultivation of decades.

For a while, the fist and palm wind filled the audience, and the sound of energetic attacks was endless, and the three of them were all fighting fast, seeing the moves, advancing and retreating, and fighting endlessly. In the face of Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru's stormy attack like a stormy wave, even if they were as strong as An Ze, they were on the defensive at this time, and they tried their best to solve the problem, but they could only support it and do everything possible to save their lives.

There was a "bang", and the figures were divided.

Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru stood in place, each holding a knife and a stick, standing still.

An Ze staggered backwards and swirled, his face was as red as drunk, and suddenly a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was also shaky. Everyone knows that An Ze Yijing is extremely injured.

The two were about to give An Ze the final blow, when they suddenly heard a "duh" sound in their ears, which only shook their eardrums. The two looked at each other and were both taken aback. I saw that on the roof of the lobby of the garrison, there was another figure at some point.