Chapter 550 (1/2)

Although the monk knew that the traceless sword technique was powerful, he was surprised to change his moves so quickly.

He stepped back again, raised his Zen stick and shoveled it to his traceless legs.

The traceless long sword dropped a little and clapped with the palm of his left hand. Spit out your internal power and pat it on the Zen staff. The body flew obliquely, and the long sword pointed to the monk's left rib like lightning.

The monk broke his drink, waved his Zen stick and smashed the long sword.

Long xiangtian looked at it from a distance. Under the moonlight, he saw two people fighting three moves like lightning and Firestone. The monk retreated three times and was close to Gao Yiyuan.

The long sword in traceless's hand is unpredictable and tactful. Its internal power is poured into the sword body. The sword is fierce and domineering. Relying on the weapons in his hand, the monk kept attacking and fighting, looking for opportunities to collide with the traceless long sword.

Traceless knows the monk's mind, but how can he make the monk succeed? He was disgusted with the monk for several times. Especially this afternoon, he ran for his own life and pushed Cheng hero out with one hand, which killed Cheng hero, but he ran away.

Such a despicable person should be killed.

Therefore, he showed no mercy. Xuantian's eleven movements and seventeen swords were changeable day by day, which were displayed in a series. There was a sword wound on the right shoulder of the carefree monk. This fight broke the wound and blood flowed out.

As soon as he waved his Zen stick and touched the wound, he could not help but show his teeth in pain.

The monk's eyes twinkled. He knew that without ten moves, he would be defeated by the traceless sword. He didn't want to die in the mountains.

The thought in my heart turned quickly, and the Zen stick silk in my hand was not relaxed and danced tightly.

Suddenly, he drank with a clear sound without trace. The long sword pierced the monk's left chest through the shadow of the staff in the sky. Fortunately, the monk kept three points when he made a move and retreated quickly at an emergency, so as to avoid the pain of a sword through his heart.

But no trace, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, flashed up, waved his left palm and patted the Buddhist staff pushed by the monk.

The monk suddenly turned to one side and flew to Gao Yiyuan, who was not far from one side.

Gao Yiyuan didn't react yet. As soon as his vest was tight, he was caught by the monk. At the same time, a strong force threw him up and flew to no trace.

Seeing the monk flying to one side, Wuji immediately turned around and chased him like lightning. Unexpectedly, the monk repeated his old skill and grabbed Gao Yifei and threw him. This palm was solid and hit Gao Yiyuan's chest.

At the moment when no trace was blocked by Gao Yiyuan, the monk flew to the edge of the cliff and jumped down the cliff without hesitation!

This accident stunned Wu trace and long xiangtian. The monk is obviously a coward and afraid of death. How could he jump off the cliff so decisively?

However, the cliff is tens of thousands of feet high. It has no trace and the Dragon soars all over the world. In the afternoon, I appreciated the precipitous cliff on it. If I jump from there, where is my life?

No trace was blocked by Gao Yiyuan. The monk had jumped off the cliff. Seeing that Gao Yiyuan was hit upside down by his own palm for nearly two feet, he slammed into a boulder, spit out a blood arrow, and sat down soft against the boulder.

Long xiangtian was surprised. He flashed forward and exclaimed, ”Uncle Gao!?”

Traceless also flashed up. Seeing Gao Yiyuan's eyes staring round, he looked at the Dragon xiangtian who came to him. His chest was red with blood and his lips were moving. It seemed that he had something to say.

Gao Yiyuan was slapped by traceless. Long xiangtian's heart tightened like a conditioned reflex. When he came to him, he immediately remembered his dialogue with Xiaoyao monk just now.

This palm, traceless, used seven success forces. Originally, he wanted to knock off the Buddhist staff in the monk's hand. He didn't want the monk to be so insidious and vicious. He repeated his old skill again and pulled Gao Yiyuan to block this palm. The palm hit his chest and immediately tore his internal organs apart. He could no longer live.

No trace saw long Xiangyun anxious and knew that Gao Yifei was really going to die, although he was damned. He was still a little reluctant and unbearable.

So he stretched out his fingers and sealed several important points in Gao Yiyuan's chest to protect his heart pulse, so that he would not stop breathing immediately.

Long xiangtian's eyes looked complex. He couldn't tell whether it was grief or resentment, pity or reluctance.

”Uncle Gao, why do you bother! Feiyun escort agency... At least half of Feiyun escort agency belongs to Uncle Gao. Why are you so anxious and kill me? ”

Long xiangtian whispered helplessly.