Comprehensive martial arts: starting from Xiao Li Feidao's nephew

Chapter 170 Battle with Yang Xuyan
Zhuge Zhengwo's spear was so amazing that Yuan Shisanjian frowned, concentrated, and stood still for a while.

But in addition to being amazed, people did not forget the "go away" he yelled.

It's time to go.

Staying here is futile and becomes a burden, Li Wangchen grabbed the ruthless wheelchair and shouted from the other side, "Master, we are going to hunt down Yang Xuyan, come and help me!"

Zen Master Lao Lin was stunned for a moment, although he was instantly killed by Yuan Thirteen Limit's "One Drink Magic Art", he was still ready to fight.He was able to be used by Lei Shan back then, but now he has cultivated his body for many years, but his brain is not necessarily any better. After the loss just now, he has not yet recognized the difference in strength between the two. He should listen to what Zhuge Zheng I said Not ordinary.

But he had to listen to Li Wangchen's words.

Zhuge's words are orders from his peers and even the generals to the lieutenants. It is normal for Zen Master Lao Lin not to listen, because a person like him has a strong personality and never wants to be a burden to others. The more Zhuge worries about him and cares about him, the less he cares about his own life .

But Li Wangchen's words are the words of the junior soldier to the lieutenant general. Although he is not very polite, the meaning in the words is real. He, the lieutenant general, listens to such a sentence very pleasantly, and is very happy to think about the meaning of it. mean.

——If Li Wangchen and Wu Qing were to face Yang Xuyan, what would they do?
——This shadow assassin has been silent for a hundred years. Although his skill has not increased for many years, he is still stronger than himself. Undoubtedly one of the legends.

——They are not opponents, they must die.

—I have to help them.

Zen Master Lao Lin doesn't like to let others care about him, but he really likes to care about others.He was originally the head-decapitating general and the famous Thunderbolt Fire God. Half of Liufentang's foundation was made by him, and Liufentang's Erlang was also regarded as his own child. Even if he entered the temple, he would not He forgot his responsibilities, even if he became a monk, he did not relieve himself of the burden.

All in all, he is the kind of person who wants to help others to the end, although he doesn't care much about his own life, but he doesn't care about other people's feelings.

If others came to care about him, he would not listen at all.

But if others need his care, he can't stand it all at once.

Li Wangchen's words were designed to grab his dead spot.

After saying this, without waiting for an answer, Li Wangchen grabbed the ruthless chair, shot his body like an arrow, and left here.

In fact, behind Li Wangchen, there is no mountain road at all, but a cliff, in which there is a sea of ​​clouds rolling like waves, and peaks and ridges faintly like waves, ordinary people would be scared to death just by looking at it.This is to avoid the Yuan Thirteenth Limit, because the location of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit just blocks the only way down the mountain.

For Li Wangchen's current martial arts, there is no need to walk down the mountain.

Li Wangchen grasped the ruthless chair with one hand, pointed his toes, and plunged into the looming, unfathomable sea of ​​clouds, and at the same time waited to enter Yang Xuyan's murderous intent.

He knew that Yang Xuyan would come to him immediately.

This shadow assassin is like a spider. He seems to have retreated from the mountain, but instead of retreating, he blends into the clouds and mists of the mountain, and lays his own spider web.He can figure out the movement on the mountain, but others don't know where he is. Anyone who wants to go down the mountain will become his prey and receive his fatal thunder blow.

Zen Master Lao Lin also knew this very well. He was only hesitant to tell Li Wangchen, but he didn't expect this guy to be so decisive, and immediately shouted, "Zhuge, I'll go!"

With a pat on the head, the color on his face changed like a marquee, and he flew up, following Li Wangchen's footsteps like a shadow.

It was much quieter on the mountain.

There are only two people left.

Zhuge corrected me.

Thirteen yuan limit.

The two stood facing each other, Zhuge Chuo the spear, Yuan Shisanxian reached out to take it, and the bow and arrow on the corpse of Bai Choufei in the distance suddenly flew into his palm.

Without saying a word, he stretched his bow and set his arrow.

When Li Wangchen flew down, three wonderful feelings arose in his heart.

The first one is: there is a murderous intention at the foot of the mountain.

——Of course this is Yang Xuyan's murderous intent.

The second is: someone is chasing after you.

——This is of course the protection of Zen Master Lao Lin.

The third is: the mountain starts to explode.

——Of course this is the fight between Zhuge Zhengwo and Yuan Shisanxian!
"coming!"

Li Wangchen's heart tightened, and he focused on the first thing.The protection of Zen Master Lao Lin is indeed precious, and the fight between Zhuge Zhengwo and Yuan Shisanxian is undoubtedly a feast that every warrior dreams of watching, but the most urgent thing is still the upcoming shadow assassin Yang Xuyan.

This veteran, who can be hailed as the patriarch of all contemporary assassins, is now using all his strength to focus on destroying Li Wangchen.

It is actually a very enjoyable thing to allow yourself to be grabbed by gravity to the ground in a state of free fall, but it is a pity that you cannot fully appreciate the beautiful scenery at this moment.

Li Wangchen can feel that everything in front of him is changing at a dizzying speed, and the pictures he can capture are all pictures after being disturbed by afterimages. The world is empty and huge, as if the whole world is wrapped in Li Wangchen infinite world.Li Wangchen's overall impression of it is plain but thick and thick white, like ice and snow that does not freeze people, or diluted milk. You can vaguely see the light ink marks on the calligraphy works like dry pens. A wisp of gray, that is the outline of the mountains.

But in this light white and light gray, there is also a little black.

Condensed black.

Thin black.

The black dot seemed to emerge from the surrounding space out of thin air. It just appeared, and immediately extended from a point of flight. The black dot turned into a surging black electric light. With a flick of the electric light, it reached Li Wangchen's eyes five inches away. to the distance.

This is an extremely simple sword. There is no dazzling sword energy, no turbulent sword intent, and not even the slightest sign. All redundant things are simplified and simplified. A sword is a sword.

Li Wangchen didn't react.

The ruthless person on the chair reprimanded him in a timely manner. Li Wangchen held him in his hand and put him in a wheelchair, like a baby, a toy, or a doll, but no one can deny that he is really one of the four famous arresters in the world. , and is recognized as one of the most difficult to deal with.

Then everything that happened suddenly slowed down again, and the electric light like a swimming dragon was difficult to maintain, and was restored to the tip of a sword, which magnified infinitely in the eyes in a very short period of time, and the sharp edge seemed to be To pierce the eyes.

After the black spot was restored, everything behind the black spot seemed to be condensed from the clouds and appeared in the eyes, from the blade to the hilt, from the hilt to the hand holding the sword, from the palm to the entire body. people.

A man in black.

Yang Xuyan is here!
His swordsmanship is indeed indescribably fast, Li Wangchen believes that even among the masters of Xiao Sanhe, it belongs to the fastest level.A hundred years ago, Yang Xuyan caused countless troubles and threats to Ssangyong, and he will experience the same thing now.

It's a pity that just as Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling helped each other several times to resolve the crisis of certain death, Li Wangchen also had the opportunity to capture Yang Xuyan's lightning-fast phantom swordsmanship under the ruthless sixth sense.

He screamed, as if sucking all the mist in the surrounding space into his stomach, drawing out a huge vacuum.

At the right time, a strange red blood-colored sword light suddenly protruded from the vacuum, turned into a blood-colored rainbow, and met the black sword light.The saber is held in the palm of a tall and powerful figure, the saber may not be as fast as Yang Xuyan's sword, but it can be swung freely, domineering and domineering, and will not be affected by ruthlessness.

Yang Xuyan's eyes were full of displeasure, he once again encountered this kind of disgusting tactics that he was able to fight but couldn't use his fists.

boom!
The two weapons met and collided for the first time, and then the black long sword quickly changed direction, like a cunning poisonous snake, scurrying and biting, and immediately returned to the state of being about to strike regardless of whether it was successful or not. , waiting for an opportunity to form the next offensive, this process is just one of thousands of stormy attacks.

But the bloody long knife can always keep up with its rhythm like a shadow, and at the same time, Li Wangchen's body is pinched into a rotating vajra demon circle, as well as ruthless hidden weapons to help.

Immediately afterwards, a series of sparks sputtered, and the sound of collisions resounded through the valley unceasingly.

In the blink of an eye, there were already twenty or thirty strokes colliding. During this process, the three of them kept changing their directions. They didn't have the ability to volley in the air as a three-in-one master, so after exhausting their strength, they had to step back and kick the rocks on both sides. Borrowing from the rock wall, accompanied by a loud hollow sound that shook the entire valley, the three of them were like two meteor-like rays of light, one black and one blood red, entangled endlessly. Form a dazzling spectacle.

Due to the high speed, these [-] or [-] moves happened in an instant, and the shadows of Phantom Sword Technique and Ruyi Tianmo Dao were prolonged, and could remain in the retina for people to observe.

If you stand a little farther away, you can probably see between the cliffs on both sides, in the space like a landscape painting of hundreds of feet of clouds and mist, there are intertwined black lines and blood lines coming and going, from top to bottom, horizontal The meandering span of tens of feet is extremely spectacular and majestic.

After twenty or thirty moves, Li Wangchen felt that Yang Xuyan's offensive had changed.

Whether it is Li Wangchen's walking in the world, or the ruthless sixth sense, they are equally terrifying, but Yang Xuyan finally found that ruthlessness is more important. Without that hateful force field, Li Wangchen's walking in the world is not bad. , in my own hands, I definitely can't survive thirty strokes.

He can think of this, so naturally Li Wangchen can too.He wanted to kill Wuqing, so Li Wangchen naturally had to protect Wuqing well.

The sound of weapons colliding suddenly disappeared.

Yang Xuyan also disappeared. His sixth consciousness should be some kind of secret method to hide himself. He hid in the shadows before and attacked without warning in the thick fog. They all belong to this category, and now of course it is no exception. .

Wuqing and Li Wangchen cooperated seamlessly, but the only difference was that they could only defend on the passive side, and it was difficult for them to actively pursue.

When Li Wangchen lost his sense of the enemy, he shrank his body and punched the air with a loud bang. The dense fog was swept up by the air current, undulating for a while like a raging wave.The falling body was shocked by the force, and it circled horizontally like a bird, drawing a graceful trajectory, and landed on a narrow platform protruding from the cliff beside it. It was foggy.

At this moment, a voice came from above, "Where are the others?"

People were faster than the sound, and Zen Master Lao Lin landed beside him at this moment, his face turned red.

(End of this chapter)