The long street is snowing at night.
In the sky above Baoding City, several figures were flying like rabbits and falcons, but as changes occurred in all directions in the city, these people dispersed, and the number of people who had followed closely and wanted to watch the battle gradually decreased.
Only when the two combatants were left, Li Muchan flew down and rested on a long, silent street.
Sun Wuer flew up into the air and saw Li Muchan stop and turn around. The iron rod banged on the ground and he sneered: "Run, you should keep running."
Li Muchan's words were very calm, but his eyes had turned cold before he knew it, and he smiled coldly and said lightly: "I also want to run away, but now that I have become someone else's boss, I should hold on. To hold up the scene. Anyone can escape in this world, but the boss cannot escape. If he escapes, it will not only be hard to convince the crowd, but also the hearts of the people will be scattered."
As he spoke, he withdrew his hands from his sleeves. Those hands were as cold and bloodless as ice.
The sword at his waist was trembling slightly under the strong energy, as if it was about to be shaken off its sheath.
"What a joke. When did the bugs in the muddy alleys start to imitate others and be the boss? I suddenly changed my mind. If I don't kill you, I will only cripple you. Since you want to soar into the sky, I will Let you fall back again."
Sun Wuer's expression was originally very fierce, but when he heard Li Muchan's words, he was already paying attention to his surroundings from the corner of his eyes, fearing that an ambush had been secretly laid.
After all, in his eyes, Li Muchan would never do anything he was unsure of, and he always had backup plans and hidden methods. If he only looked at this person based on his martial arts skills, he would not know how he died.
But as soon as this thought came to mind, Sun Wuer's sallow face suddenly stiffened, and then became gloomy.
Unknowingly, this little character who was once looked down upon with disdain has grown to the point where people are afraid of him.
Wisps of hot white gas overflowed from Sun Wuer's mouth and nose, turning into cold frost and hanging on his eyebrows, making them crystal white.
His eyebrows and eyes stretched a little bit due to the wriggling of muscles, and his sinister face suddenly became more ferocious. He glared and raised his eyebrows, like a demon Yaksha, and his sharp eyes shone through the wind and snow.
Li Muchan must die.
This person's martial arts skills have not yet reached the peak. He already has this ability. When the opponent's martial arts reaches a certain level, no one can control him.
Opposite Sun Wuer, feeling the terrifying murderous intent blazing in the human body in front of him, Li Muchan raised his eyebrows like a sword and said sarcastically: "How was the trap last time? Don't worry, I can do it today. There is no ambush. In the final analysis, this world still believes in the strong. I have no doubt about this. No matter how high or deep the scheming city is, it must be backed by strong strength. Otherwise, how can we convince the public?"
When Sun Wuer mentioned this matter, he felt a dull pain in his chest.
He almost died in that trap, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even more intense, with a fierce glare.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Show your sword!"
There was no need to waste any more words. Sun Wuerchi was afraid that something might change, so he struck and swept away with the iron rod.
He hit the ground with a stick, and the stone slabs beside him exploded into pieces. The shadow of the stick swept through the air, and two walnut-sized gravels turned into a flash of black light, and shot directly at Li Li with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Mu Chan faces the door.
Li Muchan's pupils shrank crazily. His shoulders didn't move, his feet didn't move, and he didn't even move his knees. However, his whole person seemed to become light and airy, and his whole body was full of ghostly aura. It was as if there were ghost fires igniting in his eye sockets, like a ghost. It moved sideways like a ghost.
However, his body was barely stable. An iron rod, with a shocking force, fell from the sky. The flying snow in the sky was swept to both sides by the huge blow. A huge gap was torn open in the snow curtain, attracting frost. Snow flows against the flow.
The violent wind hit, and all the strands of Li Muchan's hair were rolled up.
"ah!"
Sun Wuer screamed, bared his teeth, his burnt-yellow hair stood on end, and his eyes stared like bells. Looking from a distance, he looked like an evil mandrill that wanted to choose people to devour. He also seemed to have transformed into a crazy demon, attacking Crazy and domineering, appalling.
The pores all over Li Muchan's body tightened under the blow. He stopped for a moment, turned around, and then turned sideways to avoid it.
Sun Wuer laughed ferociously. His stick, which was originally as powerful as thunder, suddenly stopped in mid-air. It moved and then became silent. It moved like an arrow on a string, and was still like floating clouds and falling trees. It could change in an instant.
The iron rod flew across the sky, and the snow under their feet was like a big wave, rolling and surging.
But the momentum doesn't stop.
Sun Wuer held the stick in his hand, giving Li Muchan no chance to breathe. His waist sank, and he swung the iron stick in his hand horizontally. The violent momentum immediately swept across the long street, and the flags on both sides of the stick rustled in the wind, and they were lifted. The roof tiles shook.
Seeing the situation, Li Muchan tipped her toes lightly, moved around like a ghost, and suddenly saw a figure in the snow.
Although Sun Wuer's attack was strong and fierce, he could not do anything about Li Muchan's strange and changeable movements. His face became even more ferocious. He quickly retracted the iron rod in his hand, grabbed the rod with both hands, and swung it with arrows in all directions. The crazy stick shadow is just like catching a black demon dragon, making waves, pushing frost and rolling snow.
For a moment, Li Muchan felt as if there were strong winds and big waves coming in front of him, one wave after another, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, sand was flying, and the lanterns on the long street were extinguished one by one, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his agile movements were one of them slow.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and marveled in his heart: "This Tianji Rod is really extraordinary!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
Suddenly, the stone slabs in front of Li Muchan exploded one after another, like being struck by thunder. In the bustle of the explosion, a heavy step stopped five feet away, and then he saw a dark iron rod piercing the chaotic snow curtain, with a force like The mad dragon came out of the sea and pointed at his chest.
Behind the iron rod was Sun Wuer's maniacally laughing face.
"Die!"
Snow storm.
"ah!"
A long and shrill scream suddenly penetrated Sun Wuer's ears like an ice pick arrow.
Sun Wuer suddenly felt his eardrums tingling, and there was a constant "buzzing" in his ears. The energy and blood surging in his chest and abdomen were stagnant, and the iron rod offensive also slowed down.
When Li Muchan saw this, he swayed and wanted to sneak in. Unexpectedly, Sun Wuer didn't give him a chance to fight back and quickly took a step back. The iron rod in his hand shook, and the shadows of the rod spread out layer by layer, covering him. Go in.
Li Muchan's cheeks tightened and his whole body felt cold, just because he had seen this move before. Back then, outside the "Lengxiang Garden" in Chang'an, in the soybean milk shop, the scene of this man lifting a heavy weight with a wooden stick was still before my eyes.
Under the force of the stick, the Feishuang Hanxue within a radius of two feet in front of Sun Wuer seemed to be peeled off from the sky and the earth, and moved with the stick, like dragons, snakes, and turbulent winds and clouds.
Within a moment, a terrifying whirlpool of wind and snow rolled out from under the man's stick, and Li Muchan was swept into it.
Duan is both offensive and defensive, and has a shocking move.
But this was just the first move. Sun Wuer laughed wildly and lifted the iron rod upwards as it rolled around.
Li Muchan was immediately lifted up like a kite by the violent wind.
"Look at my stick that can conquer thousands of mountains."
The moment Li Muchan soared into the air, the iron rod in Sun Wushu's hand hit him like a violent storm. This was a dangerous move.
But Li Muchan's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened at this moment, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes. He stretched out two fingers, his index finger and middle finger touched the handles of the two swords on the left side of his waist, and the two swords "choked". , pulled out of the sheath as if being pulled by invisible threads.
Green light flew across the sky, cold light suddenly appeared, with two swords in his hands, Li Muchan hung upside down in the air, and both swords came out.
Seeing these two blades of light, the ferocious smile on Sun Wuer's face paused for an instant, and his eyes were bright, as if he had seen something unexpected, with a strong look of surprise and disbelief.
"ah!"
And at one end of the long street.
Ding Linglin, Ding Lingzhong, and Lu Xiaojia were rushing over.
They also saw the two flashes of knives and their eyes widened.
What this man showed was the light of his sword, and what he used was his swordsmanship.
Not only the sword technique, Li Muchan used the sword technique with his left hand and the sword technique with the right hand. The momentum of the sword suddenly moved left and right, and suddenly changed forward and backward. Green light and cold light intertwined, colliding with the shadow of the stick in the sky from top to bottom. A ball of sudden and terrifying sparks was struck.
besides……
At this moment of life and death, Li Muchan's chest and abdomen suddenly trembled, his mouthpiece squirmed, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a cold star hit Sun Wuer's eyebrows directly.
"Ah, how about chewing iron?"
(End of chapter)
