After Xiao Yingfang finished her instructions, she turned around and looked at the people present coldly. With a sneer on her lips, she slowly ordered: "Everyone, do it. Don't leave any one behind."
"Then let's try how powerful Li Zong's Mountain-Suppressing Sword is. By the way, Mr. Li, I wonder what the name of this one in my hand is?" Yankong pulled out the slender willow-like sword in his hand and turned to look. He looked at Li Zhiyun and asked.
Li Zhiyun frowned and replied: "The sword in the hand of the Second Palace Secretary is one inch and two wide and as thin as dragon scales, which is called fine scales."
"Good name." Yankong nodded, turned around and attacked. There were only four inner disciples left in Li Bei's group. Ruan Zhong was seriously injured and was supported by two disciples. Li Jun's body was beside him, and the other two followed his son Li Kun.
There are eight people left in total, one dead and two injured, and there are five remaining, four inner disciples plus one Li Bei. Li Bei still has the strength to fight against the opponent's master, and the four inner disciples may not survive one round.
The cliff was about fifteen feet tall, and one could barely see the situation below. Li Luo looked anxiously at what was happening below. He didn't care about escaping, so he directly held the shuriken and ran along the forest on one side of the cliff. Go to the edge of Wolf Valley.
An Ning's martial arts skills were not high and she could not keep up with Li Luo. She stamped her feet anxiously. Then she looked at Xiao Yu who was still looking at the edge of the cliff next to her. She frowned and cursed: "Aren't you quite smart? You're so stupid You are so smart! Think of a way now!" Xiao Yu was looking at the cliffs at her feet, where there were night pines hanging on the walls, or rocks sticking out of the cliffs. She was thinking about whether she could borrow some strength. At this time, she was After An Ning roared, she came back to her senses and saw Li Luo running up the mountain using Qing Kung Fu. She hurriedly shouted: "Luo Luo, don't go that way. There are two people below who are catching up with you. Come back!" Hearing this, Li Luo was stunned, landed under an ancient pine, turned to look at Xiao Yu, and asked: "Xiao Yu, this cliff is too high. Although my Qinggong is good, I don't have enough internal strength to go down! I can only go down from here. While going down the mountain along the cliff, I have to go down to help my father. You and Ning'er go to Dinghu Mountain to deliver the message for us! Thank you very much!" Xiao Yu wrinkled and replied: "Come back, it's the same as going down that way. Go and die, you and An Ning wait for me here, I'll go down and help your father!" After Xiaoyu said that, he jumped straight down the cliff.
"Ah!!" Xiaoyu's jump made An Ning cover her eyes in fright. Not even the young lady dared to descend from such a high cliff. Wouldn't this kid die if he jumped?
...Li Luo was also very frightened on the other side, but he saw the light rain falling on a cliff pine tree, and with a slight click, it fell to an unexpected rock below. He jumped down repeatedly, all He moved away as soon as he touched it, and his speed was extremely fast. He didn't knock down a single pine tree, nor did he pull down a rock. His body movements were strange and agile, which showed that his Qinggong was extremely powerful.
Li Luo frowned and looked worriedly at the figure sliding down the cliff. Although Xiao Yu had already told himself that he had acquired Na Wen Jinchun's internal strength, Li Luo was still worried about Xiao Yu's danger.
It wasn't until after a dozen gasps and the light rain fell steadily on the cliff not far behind Li Bei that Li Luo felt at ease.
On one side, An Ning slowly let go of her hands and looked at Xiao Yu who had already stood on her feet. She couldn't help but be shocked and said: "His martial arts is still higher than the lady! How is it possible?!" Xiao Yu used the chess spirit step. He quickly walked up to behind Li Bai, then frowned, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself: "Damn it, the injury on my waist is not healed yet, I'm afraid it will break again after all this trouble."
Xiaoyu then took off his shirt, gritted his teeth, tied it around his waist, and locked the injured area.
Xiao Yingfang joined forces with Yankong and Qixing Taoist, and the three of them besieged Li Bei, while Li Zhiyun and Kuang Jinxi dealt with Li Kun and several other disciples.
Li Bei had just been so angry that he vomited blood and suffered internal injuries. At this time, he was able to continue fighting with all his strength. The martial arts skills of Li Kun and several inner disciples were no match for Li Zhiyun and Kuang Jinxi. While Li Bai waved his Liansheng sword to accept the attacks, he had to take care of the life and death of Li Kun and others.
If Xiao Yingfang and the others hadn't been afraid that Li Bei was holding the Liansheng Sword that contained sword poison, they would have won the battle long ago.
A sword wound caused by pity will produce sword poison. If you are injured, it will be extremely difficult to treat and can be fatal. Obviously none of the three of them wanted to be resisted by Li Bai's life-threatening style of play.
It can be said that what Libei is holding is the Liansheng Sword. The opponent does not want to be infected with the sword's poison, so he can really gain an advantage if he uses this desperate fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries.
Xiaoyu flew down the cliff with his strong internal strength and Qinggong. He felt that it was not difficult. After tying up the wound on his waist, he picked up a handful of pebbles the size of his index finger on the ground and thought to himself: I have picked up the inner strength, I need to use it!
After all, Master Feng Yi's Liuyun Flicking Finger Sanshou Kung Fu is powerful because it relies on deep internal strength to exert its power. I learned it by myself in the past!
But the internal strength is very poor, and with a snap of his finger, he can't even break the bark of a tree. Now that he has this internal strength, he just wants to try it on the old bastards on the opposite side.
When Li Bai was overwhelmed with greetings, there was a sudden 'bang' sound beside him. However, the sword in Qixing Taoist's hand was knocked out of his hand and flew out, falling on the ground on one side.
Taoist Qixing withdrew from the battle, stood aside and frowned, covering his right hand, shaking it a few times, and cursed: "You little bastard, you sneak attack on me!" After saying that, Taoist Qixing felt his numb arm. , and then looked at the back of his hand. There was a gaping wound, bruises and swelling around it, and bleeding.
Seeing how powerful this finger-flicking move was, Xiaoyu couldn't help but reach out and twist another pebble from the handful of pebbles she held in her left hand. She looked at the pebble with a look of surprise on her face: she was several feet away from this smelly Taoist priest. With such great power, no wonder Master Feng Yi originally said that in terms of power and flexibility, this finger snapping skill was the most domineering.
Xiao Yingfang and Yankong were besieging Li Bai. Taoist Qixing's right hand was so painful that he could no longer exert any force. He cursed and turned around to pick up the sword that fell to one side. Of course, he could only pick it up with his left hand.
"You guys fight first, I'll pick up the sword and go deal with that kid." Qixing Taoist frowned and shouted. Xiao Yingfang exchanged blows with Li Bei on one side and replied: "He has an injury on his waist, attack the injury on his right waist. Also, this kid's internal strength is not high, I'm afraid he will use it all on going down the cliff. If he can't beat him, Just wear him down!" Taoist Qixing nodded.
When Xiaoyu heard this, he frowned and smiled secretly: Haha, do you want to do the same trick again? Then try it!
Seeing that Li Kun and the others were being beaten back by Li Zhiyun and Kuang Jinxi, Xiao Yu hurriedly stretched out her hand and hit them with three more moves of finger snapping Sanshou.
Three hard stones were fired, two hitting Li Zhiyun and one hitting Kuang Jinxi. Li Zhiyun's martial arts skills were not bad. He swung his long sword and blocked one, turned over and landed on his back, avoiding another one.
Not so for Kuang Jinxi. His right calf was hit hard by Xiaoyu's finger. He quickly backed away in pain and limped to Li Zhiyun's side.
Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Yingfang and Yankong hurriedly returned to defense, pulled away and fell in front of Li Zhiyun and the others, looking at Li Bei and the others coldly.
Li Bei hugged Xiao Yu, happy that Xiao Yu could come down to help them, but also worried about whether Xiao Yu could help them, so he hugged Xiao Yu and said,
"Thank you, brother Xiaoyu, for your help." Xiaoyu nodded and replied, "Uncle Li, you're welcome." The people on the opposite side had already retreated a few feet, and Li Bai and his party had some time to breathe.
After listening to Xiao Yu's words, Li Luo on the cliff also returned to where An Ning was. The two of them looked anxiously at the situation below.
"There is something wrong with this kid. I have always heard that Feng Yi's Liuyun Snap Finger Sanshou skill requires deep internal strength as its foundation. I have played against him several times. It is impossible for him to have such a strong internal strength." Xiao Yingfang frowned. He turned to look at Kuang Jinxi and asked: "Sect Master Kuang, I heard that this boy was kidnapped by your elder Kuang Long. It has only been a few days, but he seems to have changed." Kuang Jinxi frowned and replied: "Back to the Third Palace Division, my sect Elder Kuang Long was found to have been killed yesterday. His body was at the inn where he was staying. It was not Kuang Long who captured him that day, but someone else." Xiao Yingfang sighed after hearing this. Replied: "That's all, this guy's swordsmanship is very powerful now. That day on Dinghu Mountain, I just bullied him into not having enough internal strength, and I took turns wearing him down before I could hurt him. Now I can't see through his internal cultivation, or can I hurt him?" It's a thorn." Kuang Jinxi rubbed the bruises on his feet, covered his trousers, and cursed: "I'm afraid this kid is just pretending to scare us away! I guess his internal strength has been almost exhausted! How dare you just now Injure the uncle's foot! Let me deal with this little bastard! Just deal with the others." Xiaoyu looked at the bruises on Kuang Jinxi's foot, frowned, and shook his head: After all, he was a little off target. He hadn't practiced the finger snap technique carefully, otherwise his legs would have been the same as the old Taoist priest's hands.
Taoist Qixing hung his right hand and held the sword in his left hand, and rushed out first, seeking revenge on Xiao Yu.
"Little bastard, hit the back of your Taoist master's hand with a stone, you are seeking death!" Taoist Qixing, with a sheep's tail beard hanging on his head, rushed forward to kill Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu stood a few feet away with a smile. Before Qixing Taoist could come closer, he grabbed the pebbles and shot them out with a few snaps of his fingers without stopping.
"Bang...bang...bang..." Although a few of them missed their target, at least five of the remaining stones hit Taoist Qixing.
Taoist Qixing swung his sword to block several stones that came one after another. Before he could rush in front of Xiaoyu with his sword, he turned around and ran back with his head in his hands.
When he returned to Xiao Yingfang's side, his nose and face were bruised and swollen by Xiaoyu's rocks, and he was also injured in several places.
I saw Qixing Taoist stomping his feet in anger, muttering something unclear and cursing: "Who said this little bastard doesn't have enough internal strength? It's his grandma's! Go and try to beat him yourself!" After Qixing Taoist said, Pointing at Kuang Jinxi, he rubbed the right side of his face with an aggrieved look.
Kuang Jinxi looked at the swollen right side of Taoist Qixing's face and chuckled: "Fellow Taoist Qixing, I didn't tell you to go up first. I said, I'll deal with this little bastard. You have to go by yourself. There's nothing I can do to stop you." ." Hearing this, Qixing Taoist cursed: "You...you..." For a moment, he had no reason to refute. He was so angry that he had to swing his long sword in his hand, glared at Kuang Jinxi, and finally said: "You go!"
