C1268 Thirteen Bats

They did not know what kind of martial arts they were using, nor did they know what kind of profound mysteries were hidden under their cloaks. No matter how heavy their palms were, no matter how powerful their fists were, no matter how overbearing their zhenqi was, it did not seem to have any effect on them.

Moreover, they would never compare palms to fists, much less circulate their inner energy!

Some people even suspected that they were transformed from ghosts and did not have a physical body. That was why True Qi was useless to them, and they could not even use their True Qi!

When they killed, they would always fight with the sword formation and the dart in their hands. If they could fight, then they would fight, but if they could not win, then so be it! That's right, forget it. They would definitely not disturb him in the future!

It could be said that they were the most "Buddhist" assassins in the martial arts world.

Because of all this, from forty years ago when he rose to fame in the martial world to twenty years ago when he went into seclusion in the mountain forest, he had never lost a single person. In fact, he had not even suffered many injuries.

Therefore, now Chu Sanchu was dead, Ye Gupo was dead, Ming Chonghuan was dead, and the Ten Yama Kings and the Ten Great Yin Generals were all gone. Only the Thirteen Bats, which could not be killed, was still able to live peacefully in this world!

It could only be said that people with great skills were bold. Facing Jia Niesanzang and Yuen Luting, who were two great warriors, and the Heavenly Book of Scale and Great Compassion Mantra, Tang Ju and the fourteen Thirteen Bats did not retreat at all. They did not even slow down their speed. They just rushed straight towards them.

Then, they raised their swords and threw their darts.

As for Jia Niesanzang and Yuen Luting, they didn't dare to slack off. One of them hurriedly used the Innate Astral Qi to defend, while the other used the Palm Thunder to attack.

After that, they heard a series of miserable screams. The group of martial artists beside Yuen Luting and Jia Niesanzang had all died, but the Thirteen Bats and Tang Ju were unharmed!

The rumors were true. Whether it was Jia Niesanzang's Great Sun Buddha Palm Palm or Yuen Luting's Palm Thunder, once it invaded the cloaks of the thirteen men, it would immediately vanish into thin air.

Especially Jia Niesanzang. He even used the Great Strength Vajra Finger during the chaos, thinking that it had hit someone's heart. However, when he attacked, it was as if he had pointed his finger at the air. He could not sense the existence of that person's body at all!

Of course, if the shock of the Thirteen Bats was reasonable, then Tang Ju's pleasant surprise was completely unexpected.

However, Tang Ju was the first one to come, which was why he was surprised by Tang Ju. Yuen Luting hated Tang Ju the most. "Lightning Flash!" "Crackling Crackling Crackling!" There was a burst of sound. Bolts of lightning scattered in all directions, and then there was another loud sound. "Tang Ju" was torn into pieces, and the sky was filled with pieces of cloth. It was a colorful scene.

Almost everyone thought that Tang Ju was dead, and that he had been crushed into pieces. Who would have thought that he would turn his head around? Tang Ju had already appeared far behind Yuen Luting, and with a few big strides, he rushed towards the Profound Nether Platform. After a while, he finally saw Yaan Bingsheng. He hurriedly ran to Yuen Luting's side and grabbed his arm. "Where is my senior granduncle? Where is my senior granduncle? Is he still alive?"

Just like Tang Ju, the Thirteen Bats did not continue to fight. After sweeping around Jia Niesanzang and Yuen Luting, it scattered in all directions. Some of them hung upside down on the roof of the Heavenly Pavilion, while others were stuck on the stone wall beside the Profound Nether Platform. That appearance could only be said to be worthy of the name of "bat!"

Yaan Bingsheng was Tang Ju's, but the words "Martial Ancestral Uncle" completely confused Yaan Bingsheng. He looked at Tang Ju with a blank expression!

As for Tang Ju, after saying a few words, He seemed to have realized this problem and hurriedly explained, "It is Lin Yuchen, Young Master Lin. Where is Young Master Lin? He is now. . . "He wanted to say," Is he alive or dead "but the words were about to come out of his mouth. He could only change his words," Where is he now? Where is he? "

Yaan Bingsheng didn't know either. He could only look at Xu Zifann who was standing beside him.

When he saw Yaan Bingsheng's action, his gaze. . . Tang Ju's heart skipped a beat when he saw the expression on Yaan Bingsheng's face. After that, he remained expressionless. His eyes were dull as he continued, "Could it be that he. . . What had happened to him? What had happened to him? Could it be that we, we are late!? " After saying that, he turned around. "Yuen Luting!" He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. His eyes were fierce, and he felt as if he wanted to eat Yuen Luting alive and slice him into thousands of pieces. "Today, you are not the one who will die. I will die!" He was about to attack.

When the Thirteen Bats heard this and saw Tang Ju's reaction, it immediately perked up. It was obvious that once Tang Ju attacked, the thirteen of them would immediately rush out!

Fortunately, Xu Zifann reacted quickly and grabbed Tang Ju before he could do anything. He said, "Calm down, don't be impatient. . . "

"Who are you?" Without waiting for Xu Zifann to finish, Tang Ju let out a stern shout. Then, he turned his head and looked fiercely at Xu Zifann.

"My surname is Xu. . . "

"My surname is Xu?" Before Xu Zifann could finish his words, he heard Tang Ju speak again. As he spoke, Tang Ju had already noticed Xu Zifann's broken arm. "You, are you Xu Zifann, Young Master Xu?"

"It's Xu Zifann. " Xu Zifann replied.

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Ju was already kneeling on the ground. As he kowtowed, he repeatedly said, "I was in a rush, so I offended you! I hope Martial Uncle can forgive me!"

This sudden change in attitude had already surprised Xu Zifann to the extreme. This "Martial Uncle" made Xu Zifann even more confused. Speaking of which, Lin Yuchen was Tang Ju's senior granduncle. As Lin Yuchen's disciple, Xu Zifann was naturally Tang Ju's Martial Uncle.

Tang Ju had told Lin Yuhan and Yuen Xuan before. In today's world, Tang Ju was neither afraid of the heavens nor the earth. He was only afraid of one and a half people. That person was naturally Lin Yuchen. As for that half, it was this Xu Zifann!

"Where's my senior granduncle?" Before Xu Zifann could react, he heard Tang Ju say, "Where's senior granduncle?"

Although Xu Zifann didn't know what was going on, he could already tell that the 'senior granduncle' Tang Ju was referring to was Lin Yuchen. Thus, he hurriedly used the sound transmission technique to say, "It's not convenient to speak here. "

"Not convenient?" Tang Ju was shocked. "Could it be that he is still alive?" He had already jumped up. He was overjoyed and excited.

As for Xu Zifann, he glanced at Yuen Luting, Jia Niesanzang, and a group of people from the pugilistic world not far away. Then he said to Tang Ju again with the sound wave piercing skill, "Don't make a sound, and don't be so agitated. At least I know that I'm still alive, but my meridians are completely broken. My five viscera are broken, and there's still half a Palm Thunder in my body. We have found a way to treat him, but whether he can be cured or not is another matter. So, don't make a sound!" After saying that, he exhorted once again.

Treated? These two words were like a ray of light, instantly illuminating Tang Ju's originally gloomy world. Tang Ju was a smart person, he knew his priorities. It was just that he was too excited and happy just now, so he was careless. Now, he had sorted out his emotions and said softly, "What should we do now?"