Knife splashing

Chapter 483 Wu Lang's Shadow Spear

Inside the attic, there stood a man in a black robe with a large painted face, who was none other than the "ghost face".

Li Yan's guess was correct. This person was a well-known master of evil ways.

Many years ago, the "Ghost Troupe" was also well-known in the martial arts world. Similar to Li Yan's team, they were also "wandering immortals", but on a larger scale, with as many as forty or fifty people, which was considered a considerable force in the Xuanmen.

The difference is that the members of the "Ghost Troupe" are unstable in mind, wandering around, and using all means to achieve their goals. They have angered the public and are wanted by the Law Enforcement Hall.

The orthodox masters who came to encircle and suppress the group swarmed in, the group leader was beaten to death, and the rest of the people were either killed or escaped.

There are always talented people in the world, but only a few can remember them.

The "Ghost Face" looked through the window at the crowded crowd in the distance and said coldly: "When you find a chance, shoot!"

One of the gunmen turned suddenly, "What do you mean?"

The gunman was dressed like a peddler, but his words and actions were completely like those of a military commander.

This is indeed the case. He is a personal soldier of the King of Shu and is in charge of the operation of this team. He is not a subordinate of "Ghost Face" and he also cannot stand the style of these sorcerers.

If he fired at random and exposed the power of the palace, he would be held responsible. Moreover, since "Ghost Face" changed his mind at the last minute, he would naturally be blamed.

“You have to be flexible.”

"Ghostly Face" said calmly, "Things have changed. That guy must have been prepared. He knows how to escape. If he escapes, it will be difficult to find him again."

"I have ordered people to get some explosives and detonate them in the crowd. This will cover up the magic gun and also make it appear that it was done by the boy's enemy..."

"no!"

The musketeer leader was even more disgusted when he heard this, and refused without hesitation: "There is no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world. The censor is in Chengdu Prefecture, so you must be more careful in what you do, and you must not act recklessly!"

"As for your arrangements, withdraw them all immediately. It doesn't matter if it's in the wilderness, but we can't leave any evidence in this crowded place."

Seeing that he was angry, the musketeers stopped.

They are all elite soldiers in the army. They seem to be still aiming out the window, but the muscles in their backs are tense, ready to turn around and shoot at any time.

One of the reasons why the Musketeers were formed was

It is to check and balance these warlocks.

"Since you have given the order, I will do as you wish."

"Ghost Face" said expressionlessly.

Seeing that he had surrendered, the Musketeer Commander quickly gave him a way out, "If this fails, sir, you can find a way to lure him out of the city, and then we will smash him to pieces!"

"Ah."

"Ghost Face" nodded in response.

The face mask was hideous and no expression could be seen.

……

The atmosphere above is subtle, and below is filled with murderous intent.

"Come and give your name."

Li Yan slowly drew out the Dust-Breaking Knife and said coldly, "You are old and don't know the rules. I won't kill nameless people with my knife."

"Lotus Sect, Wang Han."

The black-faced man also drew out the spear behind him and sneered, "You are so arrogant now, but I will make sure you won't be able to laugh later."

"Tell me, what's your plan?"

The rules of the underworld and the rules of fighting are set by the challenged party.

Although he had no intention of holding back, he still had to say it.

"Death fight!"

"Okay, I have the guts!"

Wang Han laughed, turned the spear in his right hand and slammed it hard on the ground, while with his left hand he pinched his fingers to produce a yellow talisman.

The yellow talisman was quite large, with lotus patterns painted on the top and bottom, and a green dragon and a white tiger on both sides forming a shrine. There was also a shadow holding a gun painted inside, with an imperial decree and a spell filled in, and the god's name was painted with cinnabar.

He gave his left hand a slight shake, and the yellow talisman immediately burned.

Then he closed his eyes and chanted a mantra, tapping the ground with his left foot repeatedly.

"Flags, drums, and incense burners reflect the three altars. The sound of the Dharma drum shakes the nine heavens. The sound of the second drum shakes the earth. The light knocking of the underworld gong shakes the heaven and earth. Incense smoke curls and candlelight flickers. We respectfully invite the heroic spirit Yang Wulang..."

Li Yan's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he shouted to those around him, "Everyone stay away, so as not to hurt innocent people!"

The art of divine fighting is also to invite gods to possess you.

But the real gods will not come to the body, so it is called inviting gods, but in fact it is inviting ghosts.

According to the orthodox Taoism, this is a method of causing chaos.

To absorb the spirit into the body consumes the nature of the body.

The lowest level of this method is to invite ghosts.

A more sophisticated approach is called "inviting gods".

But the true god will definitely not respond, so this method is to use a special method to nourish the spirit, to use the ashes of incense to nourish the true god to make the god's body and transform into a god.

To put it bluntly, even if we invite the Buddha from the West, it is fake.

And this technique has great disadvantages.

A warrior's body is as precious as oil, and so is a sorcerer's soul.

Purity of spirit is the most important thing for the soul, but this method requires one to absorb the spirit with one's body, and also absorb the scent of incense and remnants of all living beings, which will inevitably infect the soul.

In the terminology of magic, it is called "pressure".

Some people use the magic punch, slapping their bodies with a crackling sound, not to show how powerful they are, but to slap out the impurities, which is called "slapping the disaster."

The hidden dangers are not small, and there are many users, naturally because of its power.

It’s not difficult to just ask for help from an unknown wild god.

Anyone with a name or surname is difficult to deal with.

The person Wang Han invited was Yang Wulang, one of the Yang Family Generals. He was widely believed to be a figure among the people and was also known as "Taishi Yanggong".

Once he loses control of his temper, everyone around him will be in trouble.

However, the people gathered in the street didn't understand what was going on, and as there were too many people, they kept squeezing in, making the space even smaller.

But Wang Han on the opposite side had changed.

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A cold wind blew around, mixed with a strong smell of incense, and it gathered towards Wang Han madly, and his expression and temperament also changed.

His eyebrows were raised, his eyes were cold, his back became straight, and he stood with his gun horizontally. He seemed to have grown taller.

Bang!
He suddenly kicked the iron spear.

The tip of the gun was stuck in the ground by him before, and the force of this kick was so strong that it directly lifted up a large piece of earth and rocks and splashed towards Li Yan.

At the same time, the spear tip was instantly raised, Wang Han held the spear in his right hand, and just stepped on the ground, and the whole person rushed out and stabbed towards Li Yan.

It was indeed the Yang family spear.

There are generally two types of Yang family spears in the martial arts world.

One was created by Yang Miaozhen, the wife of Li Quan, the leader of the Red Jacket Army, in the late Southern Song Dynasty. It was known as "Twenty Years of Pear Blossom Spear, Invincible in the World."

The other one is the Yang family generals' spear technique.

It is said that "the front hand is straight and the back hand is strong, and both the upward and closed hands have space."

"It flies like an arrow and comes back like a thread. It is so quick to poke people in the face."

This move of raising your hand like a "poisonous dragon coming out of a cave" is exactly what it means.

Of course, when Li Yan saw Wang Han inviting Yang Wulang, he was prepared in his heart and even guessed that the other party wanted to play this trick.

But he did not resist. Instead, he drew his sword and retreated. He turned around and flew into the air by stepping on the beams of the inn.

Click!

Wang Han's spear was so powerful that it pierced through the wooden pillar of the inn as thick as a bucket.

While in mid-air, Li Yan did not turn around to attack.

It looked like the gun was stuck, but it was actually a trap.

With their power and control, they would never make such a mistake.

Sure enough, when Wang Han saw that Li Yan was not fooled, he shook his right hand, and the wooden pillars of the inn immediately collapsed.

If Li Yan had chopped in mid-air just now, the opponent could have taken advantage of the situation to stab out the Rain of Pear Blossoms. The horizontal sword is shorter than the spear, and the opponent is in mid-air, which would directly put himself in danger.

This is a fight between weapons, where one careless move could decide life or death.

Of course, Li Yan had another concern.

This old ghost used his divine attack, and his mind was infected. He only focused on the battle and didn't care whether innocent people were hurt.

Wow!
Just as Li Yan expected, the wooden pillar of the inn was damaged and a corner collapsed immediately, and bricks and stones fell and hit the surrounding people.

"Damn it!" "You have no eyes..."

Accompanied by shouting and cursing, the onlookers retreated in embarrassment.

Fortunately, only a corner of the front eaves of the inn collapsed, so even if someone was hit on the head by the bricks and tiles, they would not be killed.

After this, they also realized how powerful it was.

The crowd retreated one after another, not daring to get any closer.

Facing the shouting and cursing around him, Wang Hanli ignored them, held his spear horizontally, and looked up with cold eyes, "Why are you running away?"

Li Yan said calmly: "It's too narrow here, I can't move freely."

After saying that, he exerted force on his feet and leaped to the right.

Wang Han also held a spear and jumped onto the roof in three or two steps. His body was as fast as lightning and he chased after him relentlessly.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, climbed over the eaves and walls and headed towards the pier.

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In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared.

The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment. Some felt itchy in their hearts, but some, seeing the people who were injured, shook their heads slightly and decided not to join in the fun.

As for those people in the underworld, they will not miss the opportunity.

This kind of competition between masters is not that common.

"Quick! Quick!"

"At the dock!"

Immediately, a number of figures chased after him.

In the chaotic crowd, a few people looked at each other, and they were the other masters who came to surround and kill Li Yan.

They frowned slightly and looked into the distance.

That was where the Musketeers were lying in ambush.

Li Yan's departure made the musketeers useless. After all, they were too far away, and no matter how powerful their musketeers were, they couldn't hit anyone.

But once we got to the dock, there was no way to hide.

Could it be that this boy knew that the Musketeers had arrived?

It would be best if the Musketeers could succeed.

If that doesn't work, maybe they will have to take action.

Just complete the task, no one wants to stand out except the idiot Wang Han.

But the mission of the Shu Palace had to be completed.

A few people were somewhat helpless and followed him to the dock.

In the attic far away, "Ghost Face" was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go first and intercept them on the river."

The musketeer leader narrowed his eyes slightly, "Sir, you don't think highly of Wang Han?"

"Or...he was the bait from the beginning?"

"Ghost Face" said calmly: "You worry too much. I just don't want to fail, just in case."

As he spoke, his voice turned colder, "Now that there's no one on the river, you can always take action, right?"

"That's natural."

……

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At the dock, Li Yan had just stopped when a sharp voice came from behind him. It turned out that Wang Han had followed closely, lowering his body and dragging a gun.

The gun blade left a long mark on the bluestone slab.

When the two sides were about to get close, Li Yan suddenly raised his hand, and an invisible soul-catching rope whizzed out and headed straight for Wang Han's face.

No matter how long the spear is, it cannot be longer than the soul-catching rope.

However, Wang Han seemed to be prepared. He exhaled and shouted, and the spear retreated smoothly. The evil aura spread out and directly swung the soul-catching rope away.

The soul-catching rope is an invisible object, but after Wang Han used his magical fighting method, his eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, and he could vaguely see it.

Moreover, the spear is attached with the scent of incense, which can block the soul-catching rope.

Li Yan was not surprised to see this.

As he traveled through the martial arts world, he already knew that the Soul-Catching Rope was not a big secret and any powerful ghost messenger could use it.

Judging from his past battles, his trump card, the Soul-Catching Rope, is probably already known to others, and they will be on guard against it in the future.

Of course, not many people know that his soul-catching rope can store heavenly thunder, so it can still be used as a trump card.

But it obviously cannot be exposed in public.

Seeing Wang Han using his gun to block the soul-grabbing rope, Li Yan immediately jumped forward and closed the distance between them.

In a fight, distance is important.

An inch longer is an inch stronger.

An inch shorter is also an inch more dangerous.

Almost instantly, Li Yan was close to him.

His horizontal sword technique, in addition to the military sword techniques of stabbing, piercing, chopping, sweeping, lifting and pushing, also incorporates the Guanzhong quick sword.

The man has not arrived yet, but the knife is already close.

nail!
With a crisp sound, Wang Han blocked the attack with his spear, just in time to block Li Yan's attack when he was about to chop his head.

Wang Han was naturally very skilled in the method of "using long weapons with short forces". He turned around and used the powerful spiral force to lift up Li Yan's blade. Then he pulled it, half turned his body, and stabbed Li Yan's throat with the back of the gun.

A spear's blade can do more than just injure people.

The stick hit Li Yan's throat so hard that it broke immediately.

But at this moment, a flash of knife appeared.

Wang Han was shocked and quickly put away his gun.

Ding!
There was a crisp sound, and the Soul-Breaking Flying Knife spun in the air, deflected and attacked him again.

"Flying Sword Technique!"

There was a sudden cry of surprise from the crowd in the distance.

Ordinary people in the martial arts world do not know the reason, because Li Yan has mastered the legendary flying sword technique, but has replaced it with a knife.

If you master this technique, you will become a sword immortal.

"Fuck flying swordsmanship..."

An old Taoist in the crowd sneered.

His name is Tan Wanpei, and he is the abbot of Pu'an Temple in Shu.

The woman wearing a bamboo hat next to him whispered, "Fellow Daoist Qin, please stop making fun of me. I'm afraid Wang Han won't be able to do it. Give him a helping hand in secret."

"Alright."

Qin Wanpei nodded, stared at Li Yan in the crowd, made hand gestures in his sleeves, muttered something, and cast a spell.

Unfortunately, halfway through, he shook his head and said, "No, this kid is carrying the 'Ruyi Pearl', and without a medium, he can't curse people from a distance."

As they were talking, Li Yan approached again.

He used the Soul-Breaking Flying Knife to interfere, and slashed left and right with the knife in his hand, cutting one thing after another.

Wang Han was equally skilled. He stepped back repeatedly, waving the spear in his hand left and right, and there were clanging sounds and sparks flying everywhere. Neither the Soul-Breaking Flying Knife nor the Dust-Breaking Knife could break through his defense.

This guy actually used his gun as a stick and used the Wulang Bagua Stick.

Wulang Bagua Staff was also created by Yang Wulang. It emphasizes "using the spear to transform into a staff, Tai Chi generates two opposites, two opposites generate four images, four images generate Bagua, and evolve into sixty-four points of staff techniques.

It coincides with the number of eighty-eight of the inner and outer Bagua, which is sixty-four, so it is named "Wulang Bagua". It combines long and short, double and single, and has many variations.

With the blessing of the gods, it seemed as if Wulang himself had come.

Not only that, when he swung his spear, a strong wind suddenly blew around him, dust flew everywhere, and a figure was vaguely split into two.

Two paths, and then changed into four paths.

It is the martial arts of the Lotus Sect and the Lotus Dharmakaya.

He certainly wouldn't have another body, and to some extent, this method was also considered an illusion, but when combined with the changes of "Wulang Bagua", it suddenly became difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Li Yan was also surprised.

He used his magical powers to perceive and actually smelled several scents at the same time, which were intertwined with each other. The figures flickered and he soon couldn't tell the real from the fake.

He didn't know that this was Wang Han's ultimate move:

Wulang's Shadow Spear.

(End of this chapter)