Genius commoner

Chapter 873
Ye Zixuan established Ye Gong's branch today, and also hosted a banquet for the folks in Chinatown. First, he wanted to win some people's hearts and lay a foundation for Ye Gong's future development. It is better to get close to Concubine Yue Wen, and then find an opportunity to kill the latter, but unexpectedly, Concubine Yue Wen is really hiding in the crowd.

Moreover, this woman also made herself look ten years old and turned into an old lady who likes to be petty and cheap, and then looked for opportunities to attack herself. A disciple of Ye Gong, who also used innocent people as bargaining chips, was very insidious, and shouted loudly to the coffin board that was killed: "Be careful."

He didn't make a move, his eyes scanned the surroundings, mobilized Ye Gong's disciples to disperse the crowd, and guarded the entrance and exit.

At this time, the knife on the coffin board was already close to Concubine Yue Wen's waist, and the blade was shining with a bloodthirsty light. Concubine Yue Wen, who was about to attack Die Yan, was not careless. , Amidst the harsh sound, a brute force surged towards the jaws of both sides. The weapons could not be held tightly for a while, and they were thrown into the ground with a whoosh.

Dieyan took advantage of this gap and endured the pain on her body to retreat to Ye Zixuan's side.

Looking at Concubine Yue Wen who was calm and unhurried, the coffin board did not pick up the thin knife on the ground. She was full of fighting spirit, raised her arm, and swung it lightly. Then a series of crisp sounds erupted from the joints of her whole body, and then the coffin board slid forward suddenly Two meters away, she punched hard at the same time. Concubine Yue Wen, who was waiting, seemed to have expected it a long time ago. She lifted her right hand out of her palm and slapped it lightly.

She accurately sealed the opponent's heavy punch, a crack sounded, the fists and palms collided in the air, the air sank suddenly, the coffin board pressed down on Concubine Yue Wen like Mount Tai, but Concubine Yue Wen didn't even take a step back , Just like this, he held the opponent's fist with his right hand, the corner of his mouth curled up jokingly, the coffin board showed no expression, and then he punched out with his left hand, which was very powerful.

Concubine Yue Wen had already prepared herself, she blocked her left arm upwards, and forcibly separated the opponent's wrist.

The coffin board's two consecutive offensives were unsatisfactory, so she took a step back and twisted her neck, then shot up and punched to fight again. Concubine Yue Wen didn't have too many emotions, and didn't care about the gradually gathered Ye Gongzi, just lightly With a snort, he sank his right hand to meet the coffin board's stormy attack, making a bang bang sound, the coffin board is good at attacking, and Concubine Yue Wen is equally tough.

The two of them were aggressive and aggressive, fists and feet intersected intensively, and the muffled sound of collisions that pulled people's hearts was connected together. The disciples of Ye Gong approached from all around, watching the fists and feet that the coffin board made every time, seemed to feel the coldness. The wind was blowing against her face, and her heart was jumping with fear, but Concubine Yue Wen calmly resolved it, and it was amazing. This woman does have something extraordinary.

Ye Zixuan also nodded: "Sure enough, he is a good opponent!"

After the continuous attack by the coffin board failed, his face was still as calm as water, as if nothing could disturb him, he missed a hit, strode out, and hit the car with his toes on the ground.

Concubine Yue Wen saw that the coffin board was approaching fiercely, she stepped forward instead of retreating, and after avoiding the impact of the coffin board, she leaned against the latter's body on one side, pointing out her fists one after another, falling on the coffin like raindrops With a hard belly, the coffin board, which was rushing forward, was beaten back again and again. Then he pushed with both hands, and kicked with his left foot, as fast as lightning.

With a muffled sound, the chest of the coffin board was kicked, and finally retreated a few meters, hitting the wall of the Yegong branch hall. Ye Gong's disciples were a little surprised, as if they didn't expect that the coffin board would suffer. They were about to wave their guns, but they were stopped by Ye Zixuan with a wave.

Ye Zixuan always felt that Concubine Yue Wen's attack was a bit blunt, and she didn't run away immediately after losing the opportunity, and kept pestering her, allowing her to mobilize troops to surround her, how weird.

No matter how tough Concubine Yue Wen was, if this person came in single-handedly, the result would be a dead end. She is not a stupid person, she would not seek death like this.

Ye Zixuan judged that she must have other tricks. After sweeping the guards from the branch hall who were about to rush out, he frowned, as if he smelled something.

Ye Zixuan whispered a few words to Die Yan, who was slightly stunned with surprise on his face, and then quickly left with a group of people. When Die Yan, who was injured on the shoulder, turned and returned to the branch hall, Concubine Yue Wen's eyes rarely fluctuated After a while, but soon regained his composure, Ye Zixuan's face flashed coldness, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Mo Qixiong.

At this time, the coffin board was wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he suffered a loss, his fighting spirit was still overwhelming.

Without stopping for a moment, Concubine Yue Wen moved her footsteps and let out a deep shout, sweeping diagonally and starting from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, she had already narrowed the distance between the two sides. On the way, she pulled back her military thorn and stabbed the coffin board with lightning.

Ye Zixuan shook his right hand, and threw a thin knife towards the coffin board. The coffin board grabbed the coffin board and rushed forward instead of retreating. He roared like a wild beast and swept up the blade, and the blades clashed with a crisp sound. Each of them retreated three or four steps, and following Concubine Yue Wen's military stabs, an irresistible force passed through his body, and the chest of the coffin board was struck by lightning, and his blood was rolling.

The coffin board couldn't bear the opponent's strength, and staggered back four steps again, which shows how overbearing Concubine Yue Wen's saber is.

Moreover, there was a gap in the resisting blade, and it was almost broken in two.

The coffin board licked his lips, the fighting spirit on his face remained undiminished, Concubine Yue Wen also flashed a touch of approval, as if she didn't expect the other party to be able to withstand her thunderous blow, you must know that in order to aggravate the injury of the coffin board, she used almost With [-]% of her strength and with the weight of her leaping body, she is confident that she can knock out the opponent with a knife.

But the coffin board is only five steps back.

The coffin board is just a piece of granite. It is ruthless to the enemy and ruthless to itself. It suffers continuous losses but remains unmoved. The right hand moves slightly, the thin knife moves sideways slightly, and a dazzling sunlight is instantly reflected in Concubine Yue Wen's eyes. Just when the latter closed his eyes due to the conditioned reflex, the coffin board also preemptively slid out like a loach, and the man and the knife became one.

He shot towards Concubine Yue Wen not far away like a sharp arrow, without any nonsense, let's fight again.

The coffin board struck in front of Concubine Yue Wen with astonishing momentum, and the blade slashed towards the latter's chest with the momentum of breaking water.

With a sizzling sound, Concubine Yue Wen turned slightly to one side, and the military stabs were attached bit by bit at the same time, and pierced along the blade to the heart of the coffin board. Instead, he beat the coffin board halfway, and there was a sense of shock. This kind of power made the coffin board frown, and also made Ye Zixuan and his pupils condense instantly.

The coffin board's eyes turned cold, and the blade vibrated, swinging away the opponent's army stabs.

The two weapons separated, and each side was sideways under the impact. When Concubine Yue Wen's blade deviated away from her heart, the coffin board quickly pulled back.

At the same time, he also pulled out a series of swords and flowers to protect himself.

The saber was gradually exhausted, but the smile on the corner of Concubine Yue Wen's mouth gradually widened, and then she sneered: "You also take my knife."

I also didn't see how Concubine Yue Wen made a gesture, she followed the thin knife and shot out like a long-drawn meteor.

Visually, this knife felt extremely slow, but in fact, it was already in front of the opponent's eyes as soon as he made a gesture, and it actually hit the changing knife on the coffin board.

The weapon in his hand let out a mournful moan, and the blade shook violently, as if it was too heavy. The coffin board felt a strong force rushing towards him, as if he was hit by a huge boulder and retreated uncontrollably. The thin knife waved again and again, turning into a net of light, the knife technique was thick and amazing, preventing Concubine Yue Wen from biting herself and chasing after her.

But the opportunity was lost, Concubine Yue Wen took another step forward, and her fighting spirit was burning again. The speed of this vain step was extremely fast, and there was a feeling of shrinking the ground into an inch.

Concubine Yue Wen quickly pointed out the military thorn in her hand.

The coffin board was like a wounded beast, slashing out with a head-on attack.

The two passed by each other, the military stabs and thin knives collided with each other, making a muffled sound like thunder, and some red envelopes and dust at their feet were smashed into pieces and scattered in the air.

The figures of the two people were all in the smoke and dust, and they couldn't see clearly for a while. The only thing Ye Zixuan could be sure of was that both of them were still standing, and the murderous aura gradually dissipated. What the concubine left for Ye Zixuan was a proud and firm back. She raised her head and stood on the coffin board, sighing in a light tone:
"Under Ye Gong's flag, it really is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger."

Coffin board is not as skilled as hers, but his tenacity and perseverance are beyond Concubine Yue Wen's imagination:
"A mere general dares to fight with me. Huang Puqin and Tai Shuyang died unjustly."

The coffin board didn't respond to her, but his body shook twice, and a smear of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and turned around slowly, brushing the thin knife in his hand that was about to break, wanting to charge and fight again, but Ye Zixuan took a few steps forward , reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Coffin board, you are still young, there is no need to die with an old woman."

"You take a break, and let me do the rest."

He looked at this woman in her 50s with great interest. Although she deliberately wrinkled her face and had false eyelashes, she could see that her skin was well maintained, and her hands were free from age spots and skinny, and remained fair and smooth. In the sea of ​​people, this is not an ordinary person, but when she stares at you, you will feel that this woman is scary.

Ye Zixuan thought of a metaphor, a brightly colored poisonous snake.

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, the coffin board retreated without any persistence.

Ye Zixuan took a knife and looked at Concubine Yue Wen with a smile: "I really didn't expect you to come here."

Concubine Yue Wen was very arrogant: "You didn't expect me to come, so I came!"

(End of this chapter)