Comprehensive Martial Arts: Get Nine Suns at the beginning

Chapter 102 The sixteenth sword, named Volcano

Gao Huan's fourteenth sword was really a life-and-death duel with Murong Bo. The sword energy directly collided with Murong Bo's protective energy, although he failed to break through Murong Bo's protective energy.

Although his body was full of energy, it also caused a lot of harm to Murong Bo.

After barely withstanding the fourteenth sword, Murong Bo suddenly looked at Gao Huan with a playful look on his face, who was panting and with a trace of blood oozing from his arms, and said: "Your Excellency has learned such a powerful sword technique at a young age.

It’s really rare.”

"but."

As Murong Bo spoke, he suddenly changed the topic and looked at Gao Huan with a ferocious face, saying: "Such a powerful sword technique has almost harsh requirements on a warrior's internal strength. You are young, so you must be lacking in internal strength.

Thinking about it now, you must be at the end of your rope, right?"

Gao Huan breathed a long sigh of relief, raised the embroidered spring knife in his hand again, and said: "Murong Bo, I'm afraid you still don't know what kind of internal skills and mental methods I practice, right?"

As Gao Huan spoke, he suddenly smiled coldly and said, "But it doesn't matter. You will know it soon. I will make you an understanding ghost before you die."

After Gao Huan said that, he immediately swung the fifteenth sword.

"Hunting!"

Although Gao Huan said it was easy, the trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth betrayed him completely.

The sword energy carried the masonry and rubble on the ground and headed straight for Murong Bo.

When Murong Bo saw this, the ferocious expression he had just shown suddenly froze on his face. He had no time to react redundantly, and immediately mobilized his whole body's internal strength, trying to offset the direct attack with "Prajna Palm" and "Flower Finger".

The sword energy comes.

However, no matter how hard Murong Bo tried, all his efforts were in vain in the face of this sword move called "The Hell of Punishment".

The sword moved forward with an indomitable momentum. As soon as it made contact, it crushed the "Prajna Palm" and "Flower Finger", and immediately collided with Murong Bo fiercely.

But with a click, Murong Bo spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and a crack appeared in the protective energy on his body.

The Dharma behind him also showed signs of flickering, and it looked like it could no longer be maintained.

Gao Huan's arms were bleeding profusely, and the hand holding the knife also trembled a little. Even though Gao Huan tried his best to hide his embarrassed state, he still couldn't get past the eyes of Murong Bo, who had a sharp eye.

When Murong Bo saw this, he couldn't help but show a faint smile, and then the laughter got louder and louder, and finally turned into a burst of extremely unrestrained laughter.

"Damn."

Gao Huan gasped for air and cursed secretly: "I thought I could successfully swing seventeen swords, but I never expected that I still overestimated my strength."

Yu Qing glanced at Jiang Huhai beside him anxiously, and said anxiously: "This Shura sword is so terrifying. How can someone as talented as you, Sir, only be able to use fifteen swords?"

Jiang Huhai narrowed his eyes slightly, silently looked at Murong Bo's body, and said in a deep voice: "Fifteen swords are enough."

"Old thief Murong is at the end of his battle, taking action at this time will definitely have a miraculous effect of getting twice the result with half the effort."

Jiang Huhai suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Qing beside him, and said: "You stay here for a while, I will go and help Lao Gao."

Jiang Huhai said, still feeling a little worried about the impulsive and irritable Yu Qing, so before leaving, he deliberately warned him: "You are far from Murong Bo's opponent. You must not act impulsively. Just stay with me."

Here, wait for me to come back."

After Jiang Huhai said this, he suddenly jumped deep and rushed towards the direction where Gao Huan and Murong Bo were.

Looking at Jiang Huhai's retreating figure, Yu Qing curled his lips in depression and said, "I really don't know what to say. Not long ago, he was just a sixth-grade Qi Refining Realm warrior. When he first heard that I had the opportunity,

, and congratulated me with an envious look, but in the blink of an eye, he was already a half-step phase warrior who could give me orders at will. Alas, I really can’t explain it."

I have to say here that although Jiang Huhai is at the same level as Gao Huan, Gao Huan is Yu Qing's immediate boss. Logically speaking, Jiang Huhai does not have the right to restrain Yu Qing. At the same time, Gao Huan is also not qualified to restrain Jiang Huhai.

It's just that in this world where martial arts is respected, in addition to job rank, everyone also feels very recognized for another more authoritative thing, that is: whoever has the biggest fist has the right.

After a few breaths, the world of rivers and lakes swept towards Murong Bo.

Jiang Huhai wanted to kill you while you were sick, so he didn't talk nonsense to Murong Bo at all, and attacked Murong Bo with a sword.

When Gao Huan saw this, it was too late to stop him, so he had to remind him loudly: "Lao Jiang, be careful, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Don't underestimate the enemy."

As soon as Gao Huan finished speaking, he suddenly heard an explosion in front of him. He quickly looked around and saw Jiang Huhai's body flying backwards like a kite with its string broken, about six or seven feet away.

After landing, he took seven or eight steps back before he could stabilize his body.

But Jiang Huhai suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, with a look of pain on his face, and said, "Old thief Murong, he really deserves his reputation."

Jiang Huhai's attack was not completely useless, but he saw that the Dharma form behind Murong Bo once again experienced a huge tremor. After a few breaths, it changed from a solid state to a looming state.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Murong Bo spit out a large mouthful of blood again, and the dharma image behind him instantly collapsed and disappeared.

Seeing this, Yu Qing quickly flew to Gao Huan's side and said: "The situation has been established. If I step forward to fight to the death with him at this moment, will my life be in danger?"

Hearing this, Gao Huan shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Murong Bo's body-protecting energy is still there. No matter how hard you try, you can't even hurt him."

"oh."

Yu Qing's eyes flashed with an unconcealable disappointment, he sighed softly, turned his head to look at Gao Huan, who was slowly standing up, and said: "What can we do for now?"

Gao Huan took a deep breath, slowly raised the embroidered spring knife in his hand, with a look of determination in his eyes, and said, "Just retreat to a safe place and watch me kill this thief."

When Yu Qing heard this, he was shocked and said: "Sir, how serious is your injury?"

Yu Qing was interrupted by Gao Huan mid-sentence: "No need to worry, it's just some internal injuries and you'll recover in a blink of an eye."

After Gao Huan said that, he kicked Yu Qing's butt hard. This seemingly insignificant kick actually kicked Yu Qing seven to eight feet away. Without Yu Qing to hold him back, Gao Huan was finally able to

He heartily used his most satisfying move so far.

The sixteenth knife!

"volcano!"

As soon as the knife was swung out, Gao Huan suddenly felt his whole body heat up, and the skin all over his body seemed to be suddenly roasted on a fire. A thin layer of dead skin instantly appeared on his exposed arms, as if he had been burned by a fierce fire.

The skin fell off one after another, revealing Gao Huan's two bloody arms, which looked horrifying.

Compared with the previous fifteen swords, this sword was obviously very different. Everything the sword passed through was turned into a sea of ​​fire. Even the green brick house that Murong Bo was blocking behind him was also

Being eroded by the hot sword energy, a wisp of green smoke appeared vaguely.

When the sword energy approached, Murong Bo already roughly knew the outcome of the battle, but he suddenly exhaled a long breath with a sad look on his face and murmured to himself: "Ah, my life is at stake!"

When the sword energy approached, there was a crackling sound, and Murong Bo's body-protecting energy shattered in response. The sword energy collided with him heavily. Murong Bo spit out a large mouthful of blood on the spot, and his body fell straight backwards.

Go down.

After the sword penetrated Murong Bo's body, the force remained unabated and struck heavily on the blue brick house where Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were.

After a loud bang, Wang Yuyan helped the disgraced Murong Fu to escape from the house in a very embarrassed state.

Looking back, the house that was intact one second and turned into a pile of ruins the next second, Wang Yuyan was so frightened that she almost cried and said: "Oh my God, who are these people? Why are they?"

Will it become what it is now? What did we do wrong?"

In fact, what she was crying about was not the house that had nothing to do with her. What she was crying about was what happened to her and her cousin, and her uncle Murong Bo, who was lying on his back at the moment, dying.

(End of chapter)