Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 125 Bai Yan's True Strength

There is no moonlight in the dark night, only a few stars dimming and fading.

In the distance, the flames soared into the sky, dispelling most of the darkness.

At this time, the Quicksand Gang was in a mess.

The members of the Quicksand Gang fled in all directions, trying to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

Several figures entangled back and forth, sword lights flickering.

Occasionally, the energy dissipated, leaving deep marks on the bluestone slabs on the ground.

If this hits a person, it is enough to cause an ordinary person to be seriously injured and dying.

The quicksand gang is on the run.

There is no way, this is a fight between gods and gods, and mortals like them can only escape.

In the Quicksand Gang, except for Bai Yan, there are some low-level warriors. In the face of this level of battle, they can't even get close, so they can only run for their lives.

Sun Hongren, Sun Hongyi, and Sun Hongzhi from the Demon Sect were besieging an old man with a broken arm.

The three of them are masters of external skills, and they use the rare crescent shovel as their weapon.

The curved crescent moon shines a frightening cold light, and a shovel can cut a person in two.

Moreover, the three of them teamed up seemed to have an inexplicable formation, with a degree of offense and defense, and every move and style fit perfectly.

On the other hand, the one-armed old man didn't have a weapon in his hand, but when he moved his fingers, sword qi shot out one after another.

The sword energy permeated vertically and horizontally, and the three of Sun Hongren were defeated step by step.

On the other side, Huanjian Baiyan, the leader of the Quicksand Gang, is also fighting against the two of them with a sharp sword.

At this moment, Bai Yan didn't seem like a third-rate peak, but a second-rate master.

Bai Yan is worthy of the name of the phantom sword, every time the sword shakes, it seems that there are hundreds of swords and thousands of swords, making people unable to distinguish the trajectory of the long sword.

"How could this person be so strong!"

The more Liu Yun fought, the more frightened he became.

He is a true disciple of Qianqiu Valley. Although he is the last true disciple, he has entered the first-class level.

The person in front of him, he knew, was only a mid-second-rate martial artist.

The difference between the two is unknown.

However, if he joins forces with his junior brother, he can only suppress the other party, but has no way to win.

The opponent's swordsmanship and true energy were extremely strange, Liu Yun had no experience in confronting the remnants of the cult, so for a while, he didn't know how to strike.

"Liu Yun, I didn't expect Qianqiu Valley to send you two trash here. A first-rate warrior and a second-rate warrior teamed up. Can't you take down a mere second-rate cult remnant?"

Sun Hongren was in a panic, and while resisting the old man's attack exhaustedly, he shouted angrily.

He miscalculated the strength of the remnants of the cult. He didn't expect the old man in front of him to be so tyrannical with a broken hand.

What is the concept of playing and commanding sword energy? Is this something that first-rate and second-rate can do?
If he didn't know that the person in front of him was seriously injured, Sun Hongren would have already run away by now.

Originally, he thought that the three of them would entangle the one-armed old man first, and then let Liu Yun, the two people from Qianqiu Valley, get rid of another evil cult remnant.

When the time comes, free up your hands and attack the one-armed old man together.

But what Sun Hongren didn't expect was that.

Liu Yun and another disciple of Qianqiu Valley were unable to attack the remnants of a second-rate cult for a long time.

This pissed him off enough.

In normal times, Liu Yun is a first-rate early stage master, but he is only a second-rate late stage player, so he dare not speak so rudely.

However, after seeing Liuyun's actions and strength, Sun Hongren really couldn't help cursing his mother.

If he hadn't been a little sane, he would have thought that Qian Qiugu had joined forces with the remnants of the cult, and Liu Yun and the others were here to act.

"Sun Hongren, shut your mouth, you'd better take care of what's in front of you, if you get rid of the demon if you fail, then it will be a joke."

Being scolded by Sun Hongren, Liu Yun's expression changed rapidly, and he retorted.

But as soon as the words were spoken, Liu Yun also made a sharp move.

He also wanted face, and when Sun Hongren said that, Liu Yun felt that he couldn't keep his face anymore. If he didn't take down the remnants of the cult in front of him quickly, his reputation would be ruined.

Fallen Leaf Sword Art!

The body of the sword is like a fallen leaf, and the aura of the sword is like dusk.

This is Qianqiugu's acquired martial arts, and it is also the only acquired level swordsmanship that Liu Yun obtained after he was promoted to a true disciple.

It hasn't been long since Liu Yun got the sword technique, but it can be regarded as an introduction, and it is his unique skill to suppress the bottom of the box.

Now that it is displayed, it is clearly necessary to take Bai Yan down, or it is imperative.

Swish swish!
Bai Yan frowned slightly, stabbed sharply with the long sword, and kept retreating.

He is only a second-rate mid-term, even if he has the strength to leapfrog the challenge, he is still a few levels behind Liu Yun.

What's more, the opponent also has a second-rate mid-term helper.

It was already quite difficult for Bai Yan to deal with it before, but now, after Liu Yun used his trump card, he was forced to retreat again and again.

Magic sword show!
Innate Secret Record level swordsmanship is also Bai Yan's only reliance.

The long sword was illusory, Bai Yan made a wrong step, thousands of cold stars bloomed from the tip of the sword, almost every sword was real, and almost every sword was fake.

Liu Yun is unmoved, quite a kind of taste that you let all kinds of changes, I stand still.

It was also the trick he learned during the period of fighting with Bai Yan.

When the Fallen Leaf Sword Art was used, a thin amount of true energy emerged from the sword body, and with a single swing of the sword, the energy burst out through the air.

shhhhhh!
The force hit far away, leaving the ground riddled with holes.

Facing Liu Yun's rogue style of play, Bai Yan had no choice but to retreat.

One step back, one step back.

Liu Yun's experience in fighting the enemy is not insignificant. After figuring out the secret of the magic sword art, Bai Yan immediately seized the weak point and rushed to attack as soon as he retreated.

Another disciple of Qianqiu Valley followed closely behind.

The scene suddenly showed a one-sided situation.

"Boy Bai, a small first-rate fighter and a second-rate fighter have pushed you to this level. It seems that your martial arts are still far behind. After this time, you have to practice hard."

The one-armed old man was more than capable, and he still had time to care about Bai Yan's battlefield.

Bai Yan clenched his teeth, his arm was slashed with a sword, but he forced the attack away, slightly panting and said: "If you really have time, you might as well come over and help.

If we continue like this and attract people from Flying Star Sword Sect, then we will be in serious trouble. "

"Old man, I can't do anything about it. These three people are not very strong, but they have won the bastard's way. It's a pity that I have been severely injured now, and there is no one in ten of my strength. I won't be able to break through this blockade for a while.

Boy Bai, if you can, come here and help my old man, so that I have a chance to deal with these three boys, and then the old man will help you deal with those two little ghosts from Qianqiu Valley. "

The one-armed old man chuckled and said jokingly without showing any signs of nervousness.

Hearing this, Bai Yan almost vomited blood in anger, no matter how rich the city is in his heart, no matter how gentle his temperament is, he couldn't help shouting: "I can't take care of myself now, how can I help you.

If I die, and the people from Qianqiu Valley are free, you also have to die together! "

(End of this chapter)