"What's the use of sending these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?" I saw the young man moving extremely fast, turning left and right in an instant, punching and elbowing, and the people who besieged him were seriously injured and fell down, unable to get up again.
Seeing that his men were vulnerable, Nie Ran pulled out a pair of short halberds and flew forward.
"Clang, Clang", the young man easily took Nie Ran's attack with his scabbard.
The young man's martial arts skills were clearly superior to Nie Ran's, and Nie Ran couldn't stick to his clothes even though he tried his best.
Seeing this, the man standing on the right side of Pei Wuhen took a heavy spear handed to him by his subordinates. Filled with real energy, he swung it left and right and attacked the young man with uncertain strength.
"Hey", Wang Qi'an seemed to have a sense of déjà vu when he saw the man taking action.
Pei Wuhen also joined the battle at this moment, cooperating with the man's long-distance attack with his spear, getting up close, and using close combat tactics to make sure that the young man was overwhelmed.
Wang Qi'an saw from the three people's moves that the man with the spear had the highest martial arts, at least half a step higher than Nie Ran and Pei Wuhen. Sure enough, when the heavy spear struck, the young man's face showed a look of surprise, and he looked clumsy. The sword was unsheathed for the first time, leaning against the long grass. At the same time, the scabbard of the left hand changed flexibly, blocking all attacks from Pei Wuhen and Nie Ran.
The four of them were fighting together, with swords and spears flashing, palms and kicks. Although the young man was one against three, he still had the upper hand. I saw his left sheath and right sword. His sword skills were wide open and closed. He was so powerful that layers of sword energy swept through the three of them. Only the Mao man could stand in the way. Pei Wuhen and Nie Ran, who looked fierce before, At this moment, all he could do was get beaten.
They didn't expect that such a master would suddenly appear, and they made a big mistake.
Suddenly, the young man's sword flashed, and he slashed the three of them several times. Nie Ran, the weakest in martial arts, was injured in many places, blood spattered everywhere, and he fell to the floor and rolled out. Immediately afterwards, Pei Wuhen couldn't resist and fell back again and again, and finally sat on the ground, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
As soon as the two of them left, Mao Man's pressure doubled. He was panicked in response to the young man's sudden increase in sword skills, and he couldn't sustain it for a moment.
At this moment, the young man heard a rapid sound of wind behind him, as if a foreign object was coming.
The young man secretly exclaimed "What a pity". He spent his true energy to use the secret sword technique, and saw that the battle could be ended in one fell swoop, but now he had to give up his skills and improvise, and slashed with a backhand sword.
"Qiang" a metal collision sounded sharply, and a huge counter-shock force came. After a long battle, he changed his moves hastily, unable to exert his full strength, and the young man almost lost his grip on the handle of the knife.
Just when the young man's old strength has been exhausted and new strength has not yet been born. A surge of strength surged in like a wild wave, attacking the empty door in his waist and ribs that had been exposed due to the change of moves.
Wang Qi'an saw that the person who attacked was none other than the "Fat King Kong" who had been attacked by the young man with chopsticks and was filled with hatred. It turned out that he had been paying attention to the changes in the battle situation on the field, and when he saw the young man using all his strength to attack, he was about to run out of strength. , peeking at the right moment, first shot out the bronze bowl in his hand and hit the back of his head, then predicted the young man's defensive move in advance, and struck his empty goal with several palms.
Wang Qi'an saw that "Fat King Kong" had never paid attention to the Viper Gang before, and he had amazing skills. He has a venomous vision, accurate predictions, and his actions are surprising. It was too late for Wang Qi'an to help.
"Bang!" The young man had no choice but to fight back quickly, pouring his strength into blocking the blow with the blade.
"Wow", the young man spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back ten steps.
"Are you okay?" Seeing that the young man was injured, Ji Wurui hurriedly flew to him from the second floor, reached out to support him, and asked with concern on his face.
"Mao Qinglong, you despicable and shameless villain." Ji Wurui turned around and glared at "Fat King Kong".
"Hey, how does it feel to be attacked by someone? I'm just reciprocating the courtesy. I don't owe you any money." Mao Qinglong sneered sinisterly.
The injured young man covered his waist and ribs with his hands, his face turned red and white, and he seemed to be seriously injured. He gave Mao Qinglong a cold look and said in a firm tone: "If you can't kill me today, I, Fu Tenghui, will cut off your fat head in the future."
"In that case, I will take you back to the west today and give you salvation for free." The fierce light in Mao Qinglong's eyes reappeared and he said fiercely, slowly moving towards Fu Tenghui.
"Brother Ji, it turns out you are here too." Upon seeing this, Wang Qi'an stood up and quickly rushed to Ji Wurui's side.
"Brother Wang, you are here." Ji Wurui discovered Wang Qi'an at this moment and said in surprise.
"This Mao Qinglong is one of the five notorious murderers in the world. He has practiced Qigong to the extreme. He claims to be invulnerable and possesses the indestructible body of a vajra, so he is known as the Fat Vajra. It is said that he was killed by Yi Miaozhi, a young master who emerged from Bai Daoxin. We chased him all the way before we escaped to Lingnan." In order to give Wang Qi'an peace of mind in case he took action, Ji Wurui introduced him in a low voice.
Mao Qinglong stopped at this moment. He saw that Wang Qi'an had an extraordinary temperament and did not act rashly. He looked at him suspiciously.
Wang Qi'an ignored him. After approaching Fu Tenghui, he put his hand on his wrist and injected a burst of energy to help him heal his injuries.
Mao Qinglong looked around the audience at this time. Except for Wang Qian's unknown depth, others were injured or exhausted, but it was no longer a concern. So he turned to Yanyu and said, "I don't know if Miss Yanyu has thought about it carefully, but you are willing to leave with me. Otherwise, if you stay here, the people of the Viper Gang will not be polite to you, hey."
"Hmph, who dares to take away the bastard who killed my nephew?" A cold snort and a sharp shout came.
Before the person arrives, the sound comes first.
Ji Wurui secretly shouted that he was finished. From the content of the voice, he already knew that the person who came was the person he was most afraid of. Lou Xianzhi, the head teacher of the famous Giant Elephant Dojo in Prince Xing's Mansion, was also the uncle of Lou Yong who was accidentally killed by him.
Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a bun, wearing a gray and white loose samurai uniform, with bare feet, walked into the door of Yanyu Pavilion, followed by a lean young man.
The members of the Viper Gang seemed to know the identity of the visitor, and they dispersed on both sides to make way.
The person who came was tall, strong and mighty, with a square face and a stern expression. His eyes were flashing with strange light at the moment, revealing a fierce light of hatred, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
"Brother, second brother, how are you?" The lean young man saw that Pei Wuhen and Nie Ran both looked like they were seriously injured, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked. It turned out to be "Seven Steps Down" Cheng Hao. He was ordered to go to the Giant Elephant Dojo to inform Lou Xianzhi about setting up a trap in Yanyu Pavilion tonight.
"Do you want to take this bitch away?" Lou Xianzhi swept his cold eyes across the audience, and finally landed on Mao Qinglong.
"Hey, so what if it is? So what if it's not?" Mao Qinglong has never set foot in the Lingnan area before, and does not know Lou Xianzhi. Although he looks at his steady steps, calm demeanor, and the demeanor of a clan leader, he is probably not a weakling, but how can he be in front of a beauty? Showing weakness to others, he hummed.
Lou Xianzhi's eyes flashed with Senhan's murderous intent, he snorted coldly, and punched out from the air.
Mao Qinglong was shocked. He didn't expect that this man would take action at the slightest disagreement. He relied on his extraordinary skills and had been wreaking havoc in the world for many years, but no one had done anything to him. He originally looked down on Lingnan Wulin, thinking that it was difficult to make a difference in this remote southern place, so he had never paid attention to the Viper Gang before and was so arrogant.
The opponent's fist moves the surrounding air to condense and compress, seemingly slow but actually urgent, and in the blink of an eye the energy has already reached the body. Mao Qinglong realized at this moment that he had underestimated his opponent.
"Bang bang", Mao Qinglong used his body protection and horizontal training to receive Lou Xianzhi's punch, and his body shook slightly.
"Huh, you do have some skills. Give me another punch and try it." Lou Xianzhi naturally didn't know that Mao Qinglong was good at practicing qigong horizontally. When he saw that he punched him purely with his body-protecting Qi, he thought he was looking down on him, but he didn't realize that he was looking down on him. He was angry and no longer held back. He punched out his fists in anger. At the same time, he stepped forward and rushed towards Mao Qinglong.
Mao Qinglong was in trouble. The opponent's punch just now had almost shattered his body-protecting energy and almost injured him.
Now the opponent is more aggressive and powerful. If he can't handle it on his own, he might not be able to get out of the Yanyu Pavilion, let alone abduct Yanyu as planned.
Mao Qinglong tried his best, first shooting the copper bowl filled with true energy to meet the opponent's fist wind, then he squatted down half a horse and tried his best, using both palms to form a wall of energy, and hit Lou Xianzhi.
"Hey", Lou Xianzhi's eyes flashed with a cunning and fierce light, and he laughed evilly.
Mao Qinglong was worried, but he didn't know where the flaw was.
Lou Xianzhi turned his left fist into his palm, and before Tongbo approached, he flicked it with skill and skill. The Tongbo immediately changed direction and passed by, without hindering his attack in the slightest.
Then there was only the sound of explosive energy. Mao Qinglong was obviously unable to withstand Lou Xianzhi's full blow. Just as he was backing up repeatedly to relieve his energy, Lou Xianzhi crept up and kicked Mao Qinglong in the middle of the lower abdomen. .
With a "wow" sound, Mao Qinglong spurted out several mouthfuls of blood and fell backwards until he hit the wall and fell to the ground.
It turns out that Lou Xianzhi’s real killer was his legs.
This man's scheming skills shocked Wang Qi'an and the others. It's no wonder that the Juxiang Dojo is famous in Prince Xing's Mansion, and he himself is so feared.
"Hmph, you dare to go wild in Prince Xing's Mansion with such skill. You really think that Lingnan is a barbaric and uninhabited land." Lou Xianzhi is a native of Lingnan. He dislikes these self-righteous people in the Central Plains martial arts the most. He glanced at Mao Qinglong who fell to the ground. , said with ridicule and disdain.
"This man's skill is so high that I can't even say he can defeat him. When I pestered him for a while, you and Brother Fu took the opportunity to take Miss Yanyu away first. Don't worry about me, I have a way to escape." Wang Qi'an said lowly. He said to Ji Wurui.
"Want to leave? I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Lou Xianzhi seemed to have heard what was said here. He turned to face Wang Qi'an and the other three, and said coldly with a murderous aura.
"Ask Mr. Lou for advice." Afraid that his sudden action would be detrimental to Ji Wurui, Wang Qi'an couldn't help but take a step forward, waved the silver gun in his hand, and stared at Lou Xianzhi.
Lou Xianzhi saw that Wang Qi'an had a very handsome face. Although he was young and light, he had an extraordinary temperament. His gun-raising movements were even more natural and natural, showing the demeanor of a master. He couldn't help but look at him carefully, and finally his eyes stopped at the silver in his hand. On the gun, he asked: "What is the relationship between 'Magic Gun' Xia Yanqi and you?"
"Senior Xia has nothing to do with me. The head teacher doesn't have to worry about anyone retaliating in the future." Wang Qi'an, the name of Xia Yanqi, the "Magic Spear", once heard his father mention it. He is a legendary figure in the martial arts, and he has a black iron gun in his hand. He has never met an opponent. When he was young, he refused to accept the martial arts lieutenant general "Jian Pavilion" as a sacred place for military strategists. He once went to two places to challenge him alone. Although no one knew the outcome of the battle, he retreated unscathed every time, which was enough. Sensation in the world. It’s just that in the past ten years, there has been no news of him setting foot in the world.
Seeing Wang Qi'an's ridicule, Lou Xianzhi shot out murderous intent with sharp eyes and sneered: "In that case, I can only blame you for not knowing how to recognize people and making bad friends by mistake."
After that, he punched out.
