lethal arsenal

Chapter 212 Chen Jiazhi

Wang Tianci clenched his chopping knife, and his feet kicked suddenly. It seemed chaotic, but in fact there was a hidden mystery.

The nine palaces are chaotic, with two and four as shoulders, six and eight as feet, three on the left and seven on the right...

Lin Dong punched out, leaving only an afterimage on the spot. The chopping knife in Wang Tianci's hand tried to slash at Lin Dong's injured shoulder.

At this time, Lin Dong's domineering and savagery were fully revealed. Facing the knife that broke his neck and beheaded him, he didn't dodge it.

He put on a posture of wanting to penetrate Wang Tianci, bent his arm, and swung out his iron fist. If Wang Tianci's sword hit Lin Dong, he was also determined to be punched.With Lin Dong's terrifying defense, it might not be a big deal if he was hit by a knife, but if he was hit by one, it would be easy to lose the ability to move.

In desperation, Wang Tianci let go of his chopping knife, threw it from his right hand to his left, and jumped to widen the distance between the two.

"Are you General Linhuai Army, Lin Yuanjue?"

Wang Tianci suddenly asked, already recognizing Lin Dong's identity.

Lin Dong didn't take it seriously when his name was revealed. He wouldn't argue with a dead person.

"So what?"

Lin Dong looked coldly at Wang Tianci who was not far away, silently assessing the distance between the two sides.

A big jump was enough to get in front of Wang Tianci.

Lin Dong rubbed his fists, gathering strength and preparing for a killing blow.

There was blood flowing across his shoulders and wrists. There was some pain from the sharp blade tearing through the flesh, but to Lin Dong, it was nothing.

At this moment, he is unarmed, but his eyes are full of wildness, as fierce as a beast in the dark of the forest, staring at its prey.

"Do you know that your head is on the list of killers of the Yilin Society and is worth ten thousand taels of gold?"

Wang Tianci asked again.

"So what? Are you done with the nonsense? Just die as soon as you're done."

Lin Dong's voice was cold and hoarse, his fists cracked slightly, and his eyes fixed on Wang Tianci's every move.

Once those indifferent eyes met, Wang Tianci's eyebrows felt like needle pricks of pain, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"It seems that I overestimated myself."

Wang Tianci smiled bitterly and then suddenly changed the subject, "When Mr. Yang took away Chen Style Tai Chi, everyone laughed - who knew that Chen Jiazhi from the north of Hebei relied on the Yang family from the south of Hebei! In fact, the world is ignorant. There are three secrets, but there are no special skills that can be used at the bottom of the box. Teach him. It may be said that we, Chenjiagou, are guilty, but today, we let you see the true Buddha!"

"Noisy!"

Lin Donghu roared, jumped up, and stretched out a claw, like a dark cloud, covering Wang Tianci's head.

"Among the three moves, Taiyi Jiugongbu, also known as Jiugong Ranbu, is one of them!"

The ordinary Wang Tianci's figure suddenly changed into seven, and in each shadow was a chopping knife, making it impossible to tell the real thing from the fake one.

This was not the first time Lin Dong had encountered him since the battle. The ghost butler's sword skills could also transform seven figures, but they were different from Wang Tianci's methods.

The seven shadows of Ghost Chef Ding are all real shadows of souls, but Wang Tianci's unique skill is more like rushing forward too fast, leaving seven afterimages in place.

Lin Dong stretched out his claws, and the figure in front of him immediately shattered.

This also made Lin Dong realize that he had been knocked out of the way again. Sure enough, the guy holding the knife was just an afterimage.

Similarly, Wang Tianci's shouts were heard from all directions.

"Second style, life is restored!"

After Wang Tianci's shadow was broken, another one was formed immediately, and the most exaggerated thing is that the seven phantoms gradually solidified.

Lin Dong punched fiercely, compressing the air with his fist, and blasted air bullets towards Wang Tianci, who was holding the knife in different postures.

The air bombs knocked down the surrounding buildings.

But without exception, none of them seemed to hit the opponent, which made Lin Dong become more and more manic, as if anti-aircraft cannons were shooting mosquitoes.

The seven phantoms rising from the ground gradually merged into one.

"The last move, Pure Yang Sword Intent!"

Wang Tianci's figure had disappeared from his sight, and the Rakshasa mask on Lin Dong's face shattered with a burst of arrogance.

Between heaven and earth, there is only an ordinary chopping knife.

Lin Dong looked up and subconsciously squinted his eyes, the brilliance of the sun was blocked.

The mediocre chopping knife was too huge, two or three stories high.

Lin Dong swallowed, slowly tightened his fingers, and put his arms in front of him. "Chen Jiazhi, are you so worried?"

He felt a little unsure.

boom!
The giant knife slashed hard.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and sticky blood arrows gushed out from the pores all over his body.

The body of the ten-foot-tall Bull Demon was slashed into the wooden building on the street. The next moment, the wooden building collapsed, and Lin Dong was submerged in endless bricks and rubble.

The true meaning of Chunyang Sword Technique!
With one slash, it was like experiencing a small earthquake.

The long street split directly in the middle, forming a ravine nearly ten feet long.

"Cough cough."

A dull coughing sound came from under the masonry.

boom!
An iron fist punched out.

Debris flew up, and it was an arm covered with blue veins.

Among the ruins of the collapsed building, a figure slowly climbed up from the devastation.

Lin Dong stood up and saw that everything was desolate.

Broken streets, collapsed eaves, broken logs inserted horizontally in the soil, gravel and tiles all over the place, the ground surface is even more sunken, and there are still undissolved ashes everywhere.

The worst part is that Wang Tianci and Yan Sheng are nowhere to be seen.

"Did they run away? It seems they have reached their limit."

Lin Dong's voice was a little hoarse as he muttered to himself.

His eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be endless blood in them. He stared forward for a long time before silently turning around and leaving.

……

"Cough cough."

He carried Dayan on his back for thirty miles in one breath, "I can't do it anymore, but I have to tell you, tell me, I'll save you, you owe me your life, and you don't need to take revenge, but, but..." Wang Tianci lay down. Da Yanhuai said intermittently.

Dayan's face was pale and his lips were bloodless. After a simple bandage, blood soaked into the gauze and was still dripping down his wrist. As for his body, except for a pair of trousers, there was almost no intact skin.

As for Wang Tianci in Dayan's arms, his condition was better in terms of injuries, but... he was almost out of breath. He was breathing heavily, like a fish drowning in the water.

"What's your request, tell me? And why don't you fight with me?"

Dayan asked.

His voice was dry because of blood choking in his throat.

"I don't want to fight with you because my master, Chen Gong, told you to avoid Yang Wudi's descendants if you can. Ahem, I...I'm about to die. I'll give this to you. Please find Yilin Society. The people have taken out the gold that I deserve, please send it to Chenjiagou along with the body. The coffin doesn’t need to be too good, just one or two taels of silver will suffice.”

Wang Tianci took off a golden plaque from his waist. On the front was the word "wing" and on the back was the word "地".

"Also, and... I, I, really want to eat another plate of flowers, flowers..."

Before he could finish his last words, Wang Tianci died completely. There were still many things he wanted to explain, but they were all choked in his throat.

Chen Jiazhi's three moves and Taiyi's Nine Palace Steps are nothing more than that. The last two moves are short-lived and powerful in exchange for burning his own energy.

If Wang Tianci didn't use the ultimate trick, both he and Dayan would have died. If only one of them could survive, it would already be a profit.

But before I died, the only regret I had was not eating fried peanuts.

At the moment when Wang Tianci returned to the light, his eyes vaguely passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, and fell into a small village, a village restaurant, with Chen Ziqi fluttering in the wind, and a middle-aged man with braided hair and head on the side of the wooden table, was not in a hurry. eating peanuts.

The peanuts were not served on a plate but scattered on the table.

The man slapped them one by one, and the peanut shells cracked.

Then, he still picked out the largest nut among them, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Sudden!The man's movements froze, and the peanut crumbs on the table were blown away by the wind.

The man suddenly turned around and muttered: "It's a gift from God."

He stood up abruptly.

(End of this chapter)