The tip of the sword has been pinched by Yu Liancheng's two fingers.
Ye Guhong's face had turned livid and started to turn red again, with beads of sweat rolling down his head. He had used all his strength to draw the sword, but the sword was pressed down by Mount Tai, unable to move.
"This...is this a telepathic finger?" He didn't believe that his proud swordsmanship was actually caught between two fingers. And if it was the rumored foolproof "finger of intelligence", it would at least make him feel better.
Unfortunately, Yu Liancheng shook his head: "I just pinched it casually. If you want to defeat me with a sword like this, you will have to practice hard for at least fifty years. Of course, the premise is that I have not made any progress in these fifty years." .”
Ye Guhong's face was cold: "I can still kill you without a sword."
His hand has left the hilt of the sword, and he has rushed towards Yulian City, both palms coming out.
His left hand uses Wudang golden silk cotton palm, which is so thin that it cannot be cut off. The right hand uses a seventy-two-way grappling hand, with five fingers like hooks that penetrate the fingertips.
Uh-huh! !
Suddenly, the sword flashed, piercing the offensive of the cotton palm and the grappling hand, and an indescribably sharp breath spurted out, piercing his throat.
Ye Guhong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt that all the hair on his body stood on end.
The tip of the sword was only half an inch away from his throat.
With just one push forward, this "Wu-Dang Little White Dragon" would lose his life right here.
There was no blood on Ye Guhong's face, and he was as stunned as a piece of wood. After a long while, he suddenly asked: "How many moves did you use to defeat Ximen Chuixue?"
Yu Liancheng said lightly: "I don't remember much about this kind of thing. There are probably hundreds of moves."
Ye Guhong lowered his head and looked at his hands.
He let out a long sigh: "I have been learning swordsmanship since I was a child. It has been nineteen years now. I have practiced hard day and night regardless of the cold or heat. I am confident that I have no opponent in swordsmanship. I have decided to fight at the top of the Forbidden City. The winner issued a challenge letter, but I didn’t expect..."
Suddenly, his figure moved forward.
His chest hit the tip of the sword.
He wanted to die by his own sword.
boom!
Ye Guhong didn't die, he was kicked out by Yu Liancheng.
He fell heavily to the ground and said in a hoarse voice: "You won't even let me die?"
For him, dying in the hands of a swordsman like Yu Liancheng was both an honor and a relief.
Yu Liancheng snorted coldly: "If you lose, you will die. Most swordsmen in the world are probably dead. Even if you want to die, please die far away. Don't dirty my eyes here."
Ye Guhong's expression changed again and again: "Okay, okay, you win this time. One day, I will beat you." After saying this, he unfolded his body and disappeared, unable to wait any longer. Go down.
"Want to beat me? You should wait until the next life." Yu Liancheng sneered and looked at everyone again: "I guess you have an understanding of my martial arts. Now is the time to give me an answer."
"Does this guy really want to be an old swordsman?" Sikong Dou, the big-headed ghost, sneered: "I think he's either crazy or stupid."
"Whether he is stupid or crazy, we will never let him walk out of here today." This was the voice of old lady Lou. She spoke in a sinister tone, as if a ghost was speaking in her ear.
"We are ghosts and a group of shady people. Once discovered, we may be doomed." Two flying fish spines appeared in Yu Huan, the owner of Feiyu Island.
"I haven't executed him for many years. I didn't expect that he would be executed again today. I don't know how long this person will last in my hands."
Du Tiexin, the ruthless soul-chasing soul, looked at his hand and murmured to himself, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
It is said that the tough man who didn't even frown even after being slashed on the neck with many knives, once it falls into his hands, everything will be revealed, even his own parents can use it to betray him.
"Hey." Yu Liancheng suddenly sighed.
"Why are you sighing?" The hook installed on the shoulder of the one-armed divine dragon Hai Qikuo shone with a cold blue light: "Is it because you know that you are going to die soon?"
"No, I'm sighing for you. In any case, you were also big shots that made the world tremble back then. Now you don't even have the courage to take action. It's really ridiculous." Yu Liancheng sighed.
"We don't have the guts?"
"Yes, if you had the guts, you would have killed me long ago instead of nagging here. You just want to use your words to make me timid and expose my flaws."
Yu Liancheng suddenly turned his back, completely exposing his undefended back to everyone: "Since you are all so timid, I might as well lend you some courage."
Suddenly, there was silence.
Absolute silence.
Yes, they are not people who talk a lot, but they talked a lot today.
Because not only had they heard of Yu Liancheng's reputation, but they had also seen his actions just now.
Many of them are not Ye Guhong's opponents. Even if they are sure that they can defeat Ye Guhong, they will never be able to do so easily.
Twenty people working together were indeed confident of killing this uninvited guest, but how many casualties there would be was another question.
So, they try to use words to scare the other person, thus showing their weaknesses.
But they never expected that Yu Liancheng not only saw through their thoughts, but also made such a bold move.
——Directly expose the empty door on the back to everyone.
They simply didn't pay attention to these evil masters who dominated the martial arts world.
Too arrogant.
Uh-huh!
The sound of clothes breaking was heard, and everyone took action almost at the same time.
There are about twenty masters in total, and they show off their opponents in front of nothing. If they don't have the courage to take action, even if they can come back in the future, they will still be ridiculed as cowards.
"Big-Headed Ghost" Sikong Dou was the closest and the fastest to attack. His figure swept through the air and both claws came out.
He practices the claw technique, with his left hand practicing the White Bone Claw and his right hand practicing the Black Ghost Claw. Each hand has at least twenty years of hard training, and now he has used all the twenty years of skill.
I saw that his left hand had turned into snow white, while the other hand had turned into pitch black. But the same ghostly atmosphere, the same ferocious and terrifying. As long as his fingertips touch it, even the stone man will have ten more holes.
What's more, his fingertips are extremely poisonous. A slight scratch on his opponent's skin can kill him.
Yu Liancheng still had his back turned, and his long sleeves seemed to be blown by the wind, rolling out like flowing clouds.
There were only two "clucking" sounds, like breaking a carrot, followed by another scream.
No one could see clearly how the two were fighting. Sikong Douren had already flown out and hit a big tree, breaking the tree in half.
When the other person slipped down, he could no longer move, his hands were dripping with blood, and all ten fingers had been severed.
Yu Liancheng sighed: "I don't accept trash. Those trash that can't even take one and a half of my moves should be killed."
