Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 139
"puff!"

With the long sword piercing his chest, Taiwei Hong didn't even make a sound, and fell on his back to the ground.

A blood arrow shot out from his chest, dyed the official uniform on his body red, and sprinkled a blood mist in midair, like a blooming flower.

……

Zhong Xiong and Xu Liang were the closest to Taiwei Hong, they were both startled, and rushed to the entrance of the cave to rescue each other.

I saw the sword light flashing again, going straight to Hong Taiwei's neck, intending to cut off his head.

"Ding!"

There was the sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other. It turned out that Xu Liang had already rushed out of the cave, and at the same time, the gold thread big ring knife was out of its sheath, blocking the blow.

When the swords and swords met, Xu Liang only felt a slight numbness in his tiger's mouth. He knew that the sneak attacker was not weak, so he didn't dare to be negligent. The people pushed him away, and first protected Hong Taiwei whose life and death on the ground were unknown.

But there was more than one sneak attack, Xu Liangbao turned his saber half a circle, and felt the bad wind on his back, and suddenly a black big stick with eyebrows was swung out from behind his right head, sweeping toward his waist and eyes.

Xu Liang quickly dodged sideways, and was afraid that the big stick would hurt Taiwei Hong, so he quickly flicked two fingers in the middle of his left hand, and shot out two black jade flying locust stones.

His concealed weapon skill is unrivaled in the world, although he didn't turn his head, but as if there were eyes in the back of his head, the two locust stones flew towards the eyes of the stick wielder.

At the same time, the treasure knife blocked another blow from the long sword in front, and shouted loudly:

"Who are you? How dare you sneak attack the imperial court official?"

It's too late to say it, everything happens in an instant.

Just like that, Zhong Xiong also rushed out of the cave with a steel fork, and saw that there was a cliff outside, only a flat land with a radius of more than ten feet, surrounded by bushes and strange rocks.

And Xu Liang was being flanked by two people back and forth, and there were more than a dozen people around him, each holding a weapon, about to move forward and besiege him.

With a loud roar, Zhong Xiong stabbed with his fork, and at the same time he did not forget to direct towards the entrance of the cave:

"Those who can fight come out quickly, those who can't fight hide in the hole, someone is here to sneak attack!"

After all, he has been an official for many years. Although he is busy with drilling camps every day, he has also commanded many battles to destroy bandits in Pingshan.

There are many people on the other side, and I can only rely on the dark hole to defend my side. The old, weak, sick and disabled should hide quickly, otherwise it will be more burdensome.

Although Zhong Xiong has been pampered and honored these years, he did not let go of his martial arts. He stretched out his fork, steady and ruthless, and stabbed the rib of the man who used the stick.

The man wielding the stick jerked backwards lightly, dodging the fork, and then raised the stick and smashed it down with great force.

Zhong Xiong raised the steel fork in his hand to meet him, and the two heavy weapons collided with each other, sparks splashed everywhere, making a hoarse and unpleasant sound of metal friction.

Zhong Xiong's bladder was sore and numb, veins popped up on his arms, his knees were weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

But at this moment, the arrow is on the string, and the internal energy on the opponent's big stick is endless, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, as long as he doesn't fall down, he will definitely die.

Therefore, even though his chest was oppressed and felt like he was about to vomit, he could only grit his teeth desperately and hold on.

At this moment, a bright sword shadow came suddenly, fierce and fierce, and stabbed the big man wielding the stick.

The big man heard the sound of thunder piercing through the sky and knew how powerful it was, so he let go of Zhong Xiong and pointed his stick towards the sword.

There was a muffled bang, like a broken leather, the big man was shocked to take a step back, almost fell, and quickly supported the ground with his stick, and then he stood still.

When I looked up, I saw a tall and well-proportioned young man standing in front of him, holding a heavy long sword in his hand, and standing with a fluttering robe.

It was Xin Ziqiu.

He was at the front of the line, and when he heard the sound of fighting outside and Xu Liang's shouts, he was worried that the third brother was in trouble, so he quickly picked up the magic power of the golden bell cover, and rushed out.

It happened to see Hong Taiwei lying on the ground covered in blood, his life and death uncertain.

His heart trembled slightly, did he miscalculate this lord?He is not pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but is he really bad at martial arts?

However, the situation was critical at this time, and he was not allowed to think about it. This thought only flashed for a moment, and then he left it behind him, and looked towards the field.

Xu Liang was fighting an old man with a sword at this time, and he was able to handle it with ease.

But Zhong Xiong was pressed down by a big stick, and he was about to die.

At the same time, there are more than a dozen people who don't know are surrounding in the open space, it seems that they have been prepared for a long time, waiting to ambush the people of Kaifeng Mansion here.

Without even thinking about it, he struck out with a sword first, solving Zhong Xiong's crisis.

Then he shouted:
"Marshal Zhong, I'm here, go and see Taiwei Hong's injury!"

In his heart, saving people is always the most important thing.

Zhong Xiong stepped aside quickly as if he had received an amnesty, and found that he was already sweating profusely after only two short strokes.

The big man who wielded the stick yelled angrily, swung his stick and threw it at Xin Ziqiu.

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This is the first time Xin Ziqiu has fought with someone since he stepped into the realm of refining gods.

With a thought in his mind, the soul power of qi and god rippling out like water waves, covering the whole body for a distance of Zhang Xu, and the whole world suddenly became different.

The sound of the big man's heart beating faster due to anger and fear, the squeeze and contraction of every muscle in his arm, and the slightest trace of heat on his forehead, all of which could not escape his induction, reflected in his mind, every minute It is clear at a glance.

Even where the opponent will aim his next move and how much power he will use are all under the control of his magical spiritual sense.

Feeling this kind of supernatural situation in the fight is an unprecedented new experience for Xin Ziqiu.

He only felt that the opponent's whole body was full of flaws, his heart was filled with arrogance, he turned his body slightly sideways, and stabbed at his right rib with the tip of the sword obliquely.

The stick man is also a top-notch expert, he is extremely precise in his moves, he understands that if he does not take care of himself, when the sword hits him, the long stick in his hand will be two feet away from hitting the opponent, so he has no choice but to return the stick to protect himself , Sealing the route of Xin Ziqiu's long sword.

This move "Iron Locking Hengjiang" was originally a brilliant move in the "Wulang Bagua Stick", which is a defensive and offensive move. No matter how the opponent responds to the dismantling, there will be a steady stream of follow-up moves.

But Xin Ziqiu simply ignored his moves, and swung the Juque Sword upwards, attacking the weak spot on his neck with incomparable speed.

The stick man had no choice but to dodge the sword.

But just as he was about to use his strength, the long sword had changed direction and pointed at the opening on his shoulder.

The big man was taken aback, and hurried to dodge again, but Xin Ziqiu's long sword was like a prophet, he could always see the direction and position he wanted to dodge one step ahead of him, and got stuck in the middle just right.

No matter how the big man tried to dodge, it was like throwing himself on the sword.

In the eyes of outsiders, the stick man twists and turns strangely, as if he has fleas and lice growing on his body.

But only he himself knows the pain, because as long as the muscles in his body are exerted a little, there will be a surging attack like a wave of swords, and the opponent seems to see through all his thoughts and actions.

Such an inexplicable style of play would be unbelievable if he hadn't been in it.

At this very moment, the rest of the dozen or so people on the cliff had also gathered around to attack Xu Liang and Xin Ziqiu.

But at this time, eight or nine people jumped out of the corridor, and they all jumped into the arena and joined the battle group.

It was the knights from Kaifeng Mansion, Ouyang Chun, Jia Xian and others.

A melee.

……

At this time, it was almost dusk, the northwest wind was stronger, and there was a faint thunder in the sky, and thick black clouds were rushing in one after another like hills of different sizes.

On the top of the red cliff, the two sides fought into a group, you come and go, it's very lively.

In just a few breaths, Xin Ziqiu made more than 30 moves with one sword after another, like flowing clouds and flowing water, continuously.

The big man with the stick was forced to retreat by his non-stop continuous attack.

Seeing that the opponent's swordsmanship is neither fast nor powerful, and his moves are so ordinary that there is no fancy, but every time the sword is thrust out, the position and timing are just right, which makes him full of loopholes. The power to fight back.

After Xin Ziqiu got Mu Guiying's sword transmission, he had glimpsed the essence of superior swordsmanship, and now he has entered the wonderful realm of refining qi to transform gods, which is even more powerful.

At this time, he was fighting with people, as if a child had acquired a novel toy, full of interest, so he didn't kill, but like a cat playing with a mouse, he used the opponent to practice moves, otherwise he would have taken the big man's body within a few swords life.

After a few more moves, Xin Ziqiu's long sword raised Xinzi like a poisonous snake, and the tip of the sword stuck to his throat, and asked coldly:
"Who are you guys? Why are you sneaking up on us here?"

The big man was sweating like rain, and he said:
"we are……"

At this moment, a fierce sword light, accompanied by soaring blood energy, shrouded in this direction.

Xin Ziqiu felt a sense in his heart and was startled, knowing that he was invincible, so he flew up and kicked the man wielding the stick towards Jianguang. extreme.

The sword light was more than three feet away from the stickman, stopped suddenly, then turned a corner, with fierce blood, he slashed at Xin Ziqiu three times in a row.

The real energy on the sword was surging, like the Styx River rolling backwards, with a strong bloody aura.

While retreating, Xin Ziqiu instinctively swept over his spiritual thoughts, and felt as if he was among thousands of ghosts and ghosts, and the cold air hit him.

So strong!

Under the opponent's evil and majestic true qi, any superior swordsmanship is useless, because even if he sees the opponent's flaws, he dare not attack him directly.

It's not good to be entangled by such a master.

Without even thinking about it, Xin Ziqiu took out a dark object from his bosom, squeezed it lightly, and threw it out.

"Go to hell, fire in the hole!"

The object met the sword light, and exploded immediately, the bright tongues of fire spewed out, wrapped in red-hot iron sand, like a rain of flowers all over the sky.

The scorching heat broke through the viscous blood and blocked the sword light.

It was Xin Ziqiu who got the earthen grenade from the Whirling World, the "thunderbolt thunderbolt".

He has two of these things in total. He first blew up the green radishes of the Netherworld Demon Clan once, and this is the last one.

But Xin Ziqiu didn't feel bad at all, because he used the cover of the flames to seize the opportunity, and used the move "Blue Dragon into the Sea", and rushed forward.

Although the owner of the bloody sword light was ashamed by the thunder and fire bombs, he was not injured. After seeing the fire light, he stabbed himself with a long sword like a dragon, snorted coldly, and raised his sword to meet him.

The two swords intersected and clanged.

Xin Ziqiu only felt a huge force coming from the Juque sword, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He took two steps back and forth, the blood in his chest was surging, and he let out a heavy mouthful of foul air.

Who is this?so smart!
……

The owner of the bloody sword light is naturally Hangu Jian Dingping.

And these people who attacked were the high-ranking guests from Tianshu Pavilion and Lotus Sect. They followed Eunuch Li's teleportation to come here, and it is expected that Da Song's team will definitely pass by here.

But when they first came, there was no tunnel opening on the mountain wall, so these people had no choice but to look around to see if there was a hidden passage, and at the same time, they were fully on guard.

Sure enough, a hole suddenly opened on the mountain wall, and when the Song people were unprepared, they were the first to knock down the unprepared Hong Taiwei who came out first.

Fortunately, everyone in the Kaifeng Mansion is well-trained, calm in times of crisis, and reacts extremely quickly. They rushed out in an instant, formed a formation, and protected Hong Taiwei, otherwise they would lose Uncle Cao Guo first, and then die Hong Taiwei, no one is easy to deal with.

Ding Ping was fighting with other people, but from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Xin Ziqiu's superb swordsmanship. The long sword forced his disciple He Zonghan, and in a rage, he used his sword to help him.

His swordsmanship is excellent, and he has the blood river sword energy to enhance his skills, so with one strike, he chopped Xin Ziqiu backwards. When he was about to go up again, he only heard someone chant the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, benefactor, your opponent is a great monk, don't make things difficult for benefactor Xin."

At the same time, there was a tinkling sound, and a tin staff with nine rings as thick as the mouth of a teacup smashed towards Ding Ping's bloody Kunwu sword.

Xin Ziqiu took a closer look, and found that the person who came was Baosong Luohan, the former Northern Xia Ouyang Chun.

Among the Da Song team present, he was the only one with the highest martial arts, and he was barely able to fight against Ding Ping, who was almost out of the ordinary.

Xin Ziqiu was grateful in his heart, and shouted loudly:
"Thank you great monk! I will help you!"

With the sword straightened forward, he and Ouyang Chun were about to attack Ding Ping.

But Tianshu Pavilion has so many people, how can Ding Ping be outnumbered?At that moment, another person flew up, holding a steel knife, and slashed at Xin Ziqiu.

At the same time, he said hoarsely:

"Don't think about two hitting one, just eat me!"

Ding Ping swept his eyes and saw that the person who came was Xiao Shen. Knowing that he was strong in martial arts and he was a top-notch expert on his side, he assured him to let him take action, and he concentrated on dealing with Ouyang Chun.

As for He Zonghan who used the stick, he couldn't get his hands in on such an occasion, and was naturally ignored by several people.

Seeing the shining light of the saber, Xin Ziqiu quickly swung his long sword to fight back, but when he looked at the man's face, he was shocked.

I saw that his face was dull and dull, his complexion was blue and purple, like a dead person, but his two eyes were constantly rolling, which was so weird that it made people feel chills down the spine.

Is this a human or a ghost?

But at this moment, Xin Ziqiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight. His divine sense swept away, but he felt the muscles under the opponent's face trembling slightly.

It turned out to be a human skin mask, but it was too realistic!
I'll go to your uncle, pretend to be a ghost.

Xin Ziqiu was so angry that Ju Que sword moved out in anger, and met Xiao Shen's steel saber. The two showed their martial arts and fought at the same place.

Xiao Shen is full of real energy, and his saber techniques are unpredictable, and has reached the point where he is indistinguishable from one another. Even though Xin Ziqiu can see through the flaws in his saber techniques with his powerful divine sense, the sword in his hand is difficult to attack. its flaws.

The two of you come with one sword, and I go with one sword. In an instant, more than 30 moves were dismantled, and they were evenly matched, and there was no winner.

Xiao Shen retreated while fighting, and gradually, the two of them had some distance away from the chaotic battlefield, and reached a deserted corner on the edge of the cliff.

At this moment, Xin Ziqiu was completely absorbed in the sword technique, neither sad nor happy, and he didn't notice anything unusual.

Suddenly, Xiao Shen waved his saber and said softly to him:
"Xin Ziqiu, your uncle..."

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