Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1190 Attack and Kill

Chapter 120 Seventh Attack

"Hey~"

The erotic picture on the wall couldn't stand the pressure and was torn in two.The bowls and chopsticks on the table were also clanging and shaking non-stop.

Suddenly two flying knives flew towards Qian Yuan from the left and right directions.Seeing this, Mozi's eyes were fixed, he hurriedly took a step back, and raised his hand to slap the throwing knife to the ground.

The two throwing knives stabbed at his ankles before they landed.At the same time, another one flew out in front of him and shot towards his chest.At the same moment, a flying knife appeared above Qian Yuan's head and pressed down on him.

At the critical moment, Qian Yuan turned around and quickly went to the left, trying to avoid such a situation.

But at this moment, the several flying knives merged together instantly after the failed blow, forming a big knife in mid-air, and immediately slashed towards Qianyuan.

Qian Yuan jumped to escape the cut.The big knife composed of four flying knives cut off the wooden counter behind him. At the moment the sawdust flew, the other two flying knives hid behind the sawdust and came to Qianyuan again.Success left two wounds on Qian Yuan's body.

"Okay, it's really a good swing!" Qian Yuan said viciously, "But if there are only these two blows, they can't hurt me."

After Qianyuan fought several times, when the six flying knives were connected again, he pressed both hands, and six black walls of fire appeared in front of him.The wall of fire formed a prison to imprison the flying knives, and then the prison suddenly shrunk, crushing all the flying knives into powder.

"A mere Fantie is worth using Black Flame?" The man sneered, "Follow me."

Hearing the sound of piercing through the air, the man should have left the room.

Qian Yuan dodged to chase after him, but he couldn't see the figure of the man just outside the window.He was standing on the roof and was annoyed that he had lost his opponent when he saw another throwing knife coming through the air.

He was about to dodge, but found that the speed of the throwing knife dropped sharply when it approached him, and turned back when it was four feet in front of him.It seems that this throwing knife is used to lead the way.

He chuckled, and ran over with the flying knife.

After they all left, Nianchun Hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.Those men who came to play didn't dare to stay any longer, put on their clothes and left here.After the girls in the store settled down a bit, they took up Han.

"Why is there someone hiding on the third floor? When Master Zhang and I were in that room, we didn't see anyone else."

The more the girls thought about it, the more frightened they became, and they didn't dare to wander around at night, so they all crowded into the same room.

After he ran into a forest for three breaths, the flying knife stopped.In an open space, he saw that familiar figure.

"Su Xiaoxian?" Qian Yuan said, "Why are you here?"

This morning he still wanted to find this human sandbag to vent his anger, but he couldn't find it, so he came to this slum in a fit of anger.I didn't expect him to be in this forest.

He straightened his back, pointed at Su Xiaoxian and said, "It's just right, you are ready to kill someone with me."

Su Xiaoxian didn't reply, and when Qian Yuan approached him in surprise, he found that he was looking down at him with contempt in his eyes.

Qian Yuan thought of the flying knife leading the way, and of Su Xiaoxian's abnormal behavior, at this moment he came to his senses and said angrily, "It's you?"

Su Xiaoxian stood still.The flying knife hanging in the air drew an arc and fell into Su Xiaoxian's arms.

"Why? Don't you believe me?" Su Xiaoxian chuckled lightly.

Looking at the thin man in front of him, Qian Yuan felt uncomfortable all over.

To say that Su Xiaoxian is tall is not enough, he is of medium stature, even if he bends down respectfully in front of Qian Yuan, he is not much taller than Qian Yuan.But at this moment, he straightened his back. The contrast between his actual height and his impression made Su Xiaoxian look taller.

High enough to look down on Qianyuan.

And the way he talks.Normally, when Su Xiaoxian speaks in front of Qian Yuan, he always agrees and says yes, and never speaks too much.But today his tone of voice became tougher, and he even refused to answer his questions.That rude attitude made Qian Yuan feel like a clown.

Being laughed at!Scorned!Trampled!
What Qian Yuan hated most in his life was this feeling, as if he couldn't help suppressing the audience in Nianchun Hall, and now his anger was mobilized again.But this transfer will not drive him crazy, but will make him calmer.Like the battles he experienced in his youth, he calmly analyzed the battlefield, saw the opponent's weaknesses, and calculated the best time to kill.

Qian Yuan was known as a genius when he was young.

He is not a child of a wealthy family, and he has never been exposed to martial arts before the age of six.What I did most when I was a child was to play a game of building mud houses with a group of village friends.

He was led into the gate of martial arts because an elder in their village joined the Demon Sect. After returning to the village, this person saw that he was clever, so he tried to teach him some superficial inner strength exercises.Unexpectedly, Qianyuan could be mastered at a single point, and the elders were astonished as heaven and man, and reported the incident after returning to Islam.It was by virtue of this opportunity that he joined the Devil's Cult.

He grew up in the village, and when he came to the Devil's Cult, one of the eight major sects, he frantically absorbed the knowledge he had learned as if he had suddenly seen the vast sky.His outstanding performance won the appreciation of Elder Wu within a month, and he opened up all fourteen meridians in one fell swoop in half a year.This speed of progress, and his legendary experience, made his reputation spread rapidly among the Demon Cult.

No matter which sect you are in, different statuses will have different treatment, and it is the same with the Demon Cult.But what makes the Devil's Cult more flexible than other sects is that your status is not determined by your connections or financial resources, but by your own strength and hard work.If you defeat an outer disciple, you will become an outer disciple; if you defeat an inner disciple, you will also become an inner disciple; if you can pass the devil's test specially set by the leader, then you will become a devil .

In this way, Qianyuan was obsessed with fighting, and it took only nine years to move into the Wutian Mountain Palace and ascend to the position of Demon Son.And his reputation has also been thoroughly established during these nine years, spreading throughout the seven great nations.

In the past nine years, becoming a devil has always been his wish and goal.He never thought about what he would do after becoming a devil, but simply felt that becoming a devil would be extremely satisfying, and his face would definitely glow with glory.

But that's not the case.On the third day of becoming a devil, a sense of emptiness that he had never experienced in the entire first half of his life enveloped him like an abyss.He suddenly didn't know what to do, and in his opinion, he didn't have the passion he used to practice.He wanted to find something more interesting to do.

(End of this chapter)