The middle-aged ugly scribe was standing on the edge of the cliff blowing the wind, with a few pieces of tortoise shell still coiled in his Runyu palm. Tortoise shell divination is a method that has been passed down from ancient times to this day. It has lasted for countless years. It has been recorded in books: the tortoise script has five colors, like jade and gold. In fact, most practitioners, and even those in the literati and Taoist sects, have some skills in seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and divination fortune and misfortune. Unfortunately, as time goes by, not many of the magical yin and yang methods in ancient times are left after long periods of war and change. Most of them have been lost, and today they are completely incomparable to the grandeur of divination in ancient books.
Li Dengfeng held the tortoise shell in his palm and silently deduced it, frowning involuntarily. The old snake was absolutely unable to resist the strange poison contained in the pear tree. Even if his cultivation level was extended by two levels and he thought clearly, he could not resist it. God knows where this immortal sect found such a vicious tree plant. . But at this moment, there seems to be a glimmer of hope in the old snake's fate, and this hope happens to be in that ordinary young man with a sword.
"It's strange. It stands to reason that he was out of breath when he walked, and he didn't step into the royal road that leads to the sky. Wang Kongding is very human. With his physical strength and ability to walk through the sea of blood, he can deal with this young man who has not yet fledged. , at worst, you should lose." The middle-aged scholar frowned and said nothing, placing the tortoise shell in his hand in front of his eyes, as if he were throwing these jade-like treasures from the top of the mountain. However, before the tortoise shell fell, the whole They were all hovering in the void.
Wang Kongding was extremely strong, otherwise he would not have thrown the stone pier ten feet away like a dustpan. The knife was steady and powerful, making the young man very embarrassed. It has to be said that Yun Zhong now, for this kind of thing The reckless fighting style was basically like a tiger swallowing the sky and having no way to eat it. After all, he had practiced fighting swords with his master before, and was quite good at his skills. Wu Shuang did not overpower him with force. Each move was exquisite, but in this situation, The man's swordsmanship was astonishingly solid, he had no extraneous tricks, and he was much stronger than him, so the current battle situation could be said to be extremely embarrassing. If the man is also surprised, this seemingly young boy has a very nimble swordsmanship. Although he is at a disadvantage, his sword movement skills are clearly guided by an expert. Although he managed to hold on, his previous miscalculation was indeed The young man lost his weight.
The young man's sword went straight to the big man's face. In the blink of an eye, the man raised his sword to meet him but missed it. The young man shook his wrist, withdrew the sword and stabbed again, like a silver snake spitting a message. The man's moves were old and he could no longer do it at this time. He stretched out his sword to block it, then simply drew the sword into a big circle and waved it to form a screen of swords to stop the young man from stabbing the sword. The blade of the sword was knocked open, and the young man's right arm holding the sword kept trembling. The forceful attack on the mountain road previously damaged the veins and tendons, and it would not be able to return to normal for several hours. In addition, the big man was very strong. After dozens of moves, he had lost most of the feeling in his right arm. If he continued like this, he might not be able to sustain it for much longer, but he was old. The snake's situation was even worse. Countless red blood seeped out from its scales, almost plating the cyan snake's body into vermilion. The rolling movement gradually became fainter. According to this posture, it was only one step away from death.
"Old man, let's go and find my master! I'm stopping you here!" The young man took two steps back and suddenly shouted at Zhu Yeqing. There was a throbbing in his mind just now, and then he figured out the whole story. Since the war started, he has only seen this black-faced man. There is no trace of the rest of the gangsters in the village. The silence is terrifying. Zhuyeqing is poisoned by a strange poison. He must not be able to Well, then why is the village empty? There must be something fishy about this matter.
Hearing the young man shouting, the old snake raised his eyes and became clear for a while. He was not in a hurry to escape. Instead, he stretched out his huge burned tail during the struggle, wrapped it around the young man's waist, and dragged him to his back. Then he turned around with difficulty and fell deeply Looking at the young man, the snake's head was raised, like a giant bell-ringing pillar.
On the cliff, the tortoise shell in front of Li Dengfeng suddenly shattered in the sword light.
The literati raised his head hastily, only to see the beautiful mountains and rivers, the outline of the ink pen, and someone coming with a sword under the moon. A sword coming from the east was even brighter than the moonlight.
Li Dengfeng's scalp tightened suddenly, wielding a sword? Moreover, at such a rapid speed, the fat man stood firmly on his sword and drank a bottle of wine with his head raised. When did Lingxi reach this level? We know that something serious is coming, but no one knows how high it will be.
Wu Shuang landed lightly on the ground, her sword hovering like a butterfly. After three turns around her body, she obediently got back into the scabbard, leaving bursts of sword energy that dissipated around her. "Hey, fortune teller? Your tortoise shell is far worse than my second child's. If it breaks, it will break. Don't feel too bad." Wu Shuang put his hands behind his back in a leisurely manner, with a treacherous look on his fat face, and he was in need of a beating.
In the front yard, the bamboo leaf green opened its huge mouth and spat out a handful of donated blood. Normally, it would be easy to carry a hundred kilograms of objects on its back, but now it was different. When the young man stepped, the snake scales peeled off and hurt. It was like two golden hammers hitting the back. The old snake was furious, widening its blood-red eyes, and stretched out its green and red snake body. It raised its head two feet tall, and the young man held the sword. , rushed straight to the snake's nose, rising higher and higher.
Today, I climbed up and down the stairs in the forest, and then climbed up the stairs again. My murderous aura overflowed. Now the tower is so high that I can't climb it. I should go downstairs.
Under the moonlight, the young man was more than three feet away from the ground. He bent his body into a bow and held the hilt of the sword with both hands. The light was like water.
In the blink of an eye, he had fallen in front of the man, and the man forced the nine-ringed sword onto his calloused shoulder, rising to meet the sword.
The swords collided, making a sound like cracking silk.
The nine-ring sword with a wide back and a thin blade was all cut off, and a section of the young man's long sword broke open and was inserted deeply into the courtyard door. The tiger's mouth was badly rotten, and he was panting like an octogenarian.
Wang Kongding lay on his back, with a bone-deep gap drawn from his left shoulder to his right armpit, still smiling.
"Boy, can you still move? Help me get a bottle of wine from the stone table in the courtyard." Unexpectedly, the young man did not move.
The man couldn't stop laughing, and the red tide gushing out from the wound where his ribs were vaguely visible became a little stronger. The man didn't care at all and continued, "The wine is soaked with pear tree roots, and it's given to the old python." Spreading some on your body can relieve your immediate needs." After hearing this, the young man who collapsed on the ground gritted his teeth and propped up his body that was about to fall apart, dragged his left leg to the courtyard, picked up a wine jar that seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and He turned back following a trail of blood. Just after that fierce sword strike from high to low, Yun Zhong landed on one foot. The drop of two to three feet was not enough to escape unscathed by running a few mountains. The damage to his left leg was probably more serious than that of both arms.
Ignoring the drunken look in the man's eyes at this moment, he poured most of the drink on the old snake's body lying on one side, and then handed the wine jar to the man who was out of breath and out of breath, turned around and lay down on the ground mixed with mud and blood.
ps. I originally planned to use Ying Denglou as the name of this chapter. Ying's other meaning means to follow the trend, but I vaguely remember where I saw this name. After searching on Baidu, I found that Ying Denglou is Zoro's move in One Piece.
It's so hard for me.
