However, He Xiaoyao has always been cautious in doing things. Even if he was escorted, he still let Nie Qi, who had completed his duties, follow him all the way. As expected, he arrived here!
"I'll give you three chances. If you're still stubborn, a certain family will give you a ride!" Although Nie Qi didn't have much thought, but after many He Xiaoyao's instructions and seeing the situation on the ship, he finally didn't want to delay!
Although he still couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, let alone the skill level of the man in black, Nie Qi didn't have the slightest fear based on the energy he just felt. What's more, seeing the posture on the ship, you knew that this kind of movement could not be caused by ordinary people.
The man in black was still standing on the side of the ship, holding his thick-backed machete tightly with both hands, and his robes were whirring. Of course, ordinary people can't tell that the machete in his hand is not his usual weapon at all. But for a master who has entered the innate realm, it doesn't matter what weapon he uses.
Of course, if you want to meet a master who is truly on the same level as yourself, weapons may be important.
Hearing Nie Qi's arrogance at this moment, he naturally understood that it was Nie Qi's attempt to anger him, but it seemed to him that what Nie Qi had just said had nothing to do with him. The black robe on his feet actually makes people feel a little extraordinary.
"three"
Nie Qizhen suddenly read a number, which made everyone on the boat slightly stunned.
"two!"
Although Nie Qi was not reciting it quickly, when the second sound came out, everyone looked at Nie Qi on the roof of the cabin and stared closely at the man in black. It was obviously not a joke!
The guard opposite him on crutches was Fu Zhaolai who had been guarding Fu Diqing. Seeing someone helping me at this time, my joy is beyond words.
Especially at this time on the ship, there was He Xiaoyao, the commander sent by He Xiaoyao, who saluted Nie Qi with clasped fists: "General Nie, my subordinate He Liming is polite!" He was naturally relieved, but looked at the man in black. The look on his face was obviously somewhat different.
"You have been lingering since Xuzhou. A certain family wants to see who you are!" He immediately tightened his grip on the sword in his hand and faced the man in black, knowing that he was the self-proclaimed Iron-Blooded Shura Peng Nanjin. people.
Before Nie Qi could say the word "一", Fu Zhaolai had already slashed out with his sword and rushed towards the man in black. That indomitable momentum makes people feel endlessly aloof when looking at it.
"Dang!"
There was a loud sound that shook people's eardrums, but it was the sudden sound of two weapons intersecting!
This man in black was Peng Nanjin from Pingxi, but because He Xiaoyao waited until these people arrived in Yongzhou, he knew about it and immediately denied that the attacker was Peng Nanjin. Because Peng Nanjin is his most capable general, if he had not gone out on a mission this time, He Xiaoyao would have called him over to escort Fu Diqing.
Facing this person pretending to be Iron-Blooded Shura, Fu Zhaolai was filled with anger, so he had almost no room for action this time. But looking at the result of the fight, he obviously underestimated the strength of the man in black!
My feet kept sliding backwards, trying to stop, but I couldn't stop myself. Obviously, the impact of the two people's butt contact was too great. In the end, Fu Zhaolai took two or three steps back at the position where he had just stood before he stopped. The sword in his hand was even close to the cabin board, and the blade was almost on the cabin board. Go up and scratch in half the depth.
What is shocking is that blood is constantly pouring out of Fu Zhaolai's mouth, and his angry face immediately turns pale. He is obviously the opponent of the two of them just now, and he has already suffered a big loss from the slightest contact.
He was holding a Zhanma sword in his right hand and was half-bowing, but he couldn't help but tremble slightly. Everyone knew that he must have been seriously injured by the blow just now. It was as if his strong body was about to collapse at any time because of this tremor.
A pair of still-hateful eyes looked at the fake Peng Nanjin across from him who seemed calm and fine. Not only Fu Zhaolai himself was surprised, but also Nie Qi, who was standing on the roof of the cabin, had a slight change in his expression. Obviously, this fake Peng Nanjin is not only better than Fu Zhaolai, but also better than him by more than one margin.
Although Fu Zhaolai is not a good player in the martial arts world, he continued to practice martial arts passed down from his family when he was young, and he is considered a good player in the martial arts world. As he followed Fu Yanqing on the battlefield over the years, his cultivation strength had increased beyond that of many innate masters.
Of course, because he met Fu Yanqing, the Ming Master, his original energy naturally became stronger and stronger. Nowadays, the Zhenqi that has been practiced for ten or twenty years cannot be faked.
I originally thought that even if my own cultivation level was not as good as this fake Peng Nanjin, it would not be any worse. But now, after just one move against his opponent, he knew that he was too far wrong.
Although I still can't tell what cultivation level this fake Peng Nanjin has, it is obvious that I am far inferior to him. If he hadn't just made a move with a spare hand and only used eighty-nine percent of his true energy, I'm afraid that just the reaction of this move and the aftermath of this fake Peng Nanjin's energy would have caused him to fall on the boat.
At this moment, Fu Zhaolai was not thinking about how to counterattack this fake Peng Nanjin. He really knew that he was far from his opponent, and the bones in his hands were almost broken. The backlash of that domineering energy is so easy to eliminate.
He thought about how Fu Diqing would fare next to him if he fell down at this moment, and how he would go back and explain to Fu Yanqing. When he thought of this, Fu Zhaolai felt a twinge in his heart. He felt his throat was sweet again, and he couldn't help but another spurt of blood spurted out of his throat. This time, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.
"Brother Twenty-One!" Seeing Fu Zhaolai's appearance, Fu Diqing couldn't help but exclaimed!
Fake Peng Nanjin didn't move there and seriously injured Fu Zhaolai as soon as he took action. Obviously, there was a big gap between him and himself. Knowing that the people on the boat were far from his opponents, he still had no expression on his face.
The attack was just to intimidate, but the weapon on the roof was obviously a threat. At this time, his whole state could already be seen in his heart, and he was not in any hurry about his next move. Quietly looking at the Nie device on the roof of the cabin, he seemed to be a little more confident, waiting for the Nie device to read out the last word!
It turns out that when the two people took over the ultimate, they had already become really angry, and naturally they never came back. At this time, the deadlock on the ship was already difficult to resolve, so it was natural to see the truth behind the scenes.
The ending was unsurprisingly one-sided. Now that I saw the fake Peng Nanjin in the limelight, I knew that this person was really difficult to deal with. Otherwise, Fu Diqing and his party would not have deliberately avoided this fake Peng Nanjin. .
