Chapter two hundred and eighty eight against the enemy
Between the mountains and forests, the autumn wind is chilling.
No wonder Cui Dongshan said that killing people is more valuable than gold belts.
Chen Ping'an was in a heavy heart. Being chased and intercepted this time reminded him of the ambush in the mountains and forests of Shushui Kingdom. The collaboration between the assassins of Maitonglou and Lin Gushan, the master of Caiyi Kingdom, was extremely sinister. If it weren't for the Qingzhu Sword Fairy Su Lang's presence,
It's really hard to say who will live and who will die in the end.
On this trip to the north, Chen Ping'an had been cautious enough. He often climbed high and looked far away. Even when he followed Lu Tai around the streets, he always paid attention to whether there was anyone following him. Therefore, this group of people did not reveal any clues, which is already a good explanation.
, the other party is calculated mentally but not intentionally. If he is not sure, he will definitely not leak the traces.
The battle was about to begin, and Lu Tai felt a little guilty, "Chen Ping'an, are you really the only martial artist in the Four Realms?"
Chen Pingan was stunned. He didn't know why he asked this question. He nodded and said, "Of course it's true."
Lu Tai angrily confessed: "I thought you were in the fifth realm, and you have been deliberately hiding your strength in front of me. This is normal. When you travel around the world, no one has tried to blind you, so I will raise my realm a little bit."
, in fact, I am not in the Dragon Gate realm, but in the sixth realm, the Sea Viewing realm."
Chen Ping'an glared at him, "At this time, you are still being mean?! Are you looking for death?"
Lu Tai was in the wrong and didn't say anything back. He just complained in his stomach.
Lu Tai tiptoed, swayed from the high branches, and headed towards the top of the tree. His expression seemed relaxed, but in fact he was not. He had already closed the bamboo fan and tapped his palms gently.
After all, Lu Tai is a sea-viewing Qi practitioner, and he has a rich family background and a rich collection of books. He also likes to learn things with a hammer and a stick, so his skills are mixed, but he is not proficient, but this kind of "
"Miscellaneous but not refined", he is just a Taoist genius with the same family background and qualifications as Lu Tai. Compared with those Shanze wild cultivators who were lucky enough to reach the middle five realms by relying on half a claw of magic secret scrolls, Lu Tai has both eyesight and means.
, are much higher than the monks in the same realm, but whether these advantages can be turned into an absolute chance of winning in a fight is hard to say.
Those loose cultivators in the mountains who tie their heads to their belts, even if they are not desperadoes, once they are in desperate situation, or the benefits are tempting enough, they will choose to fight against others and fight against those sects with orderly inheritance and pampering.
The younger brother will be completely different, fierce, cunning, and willing to be injured in exchange for death.
Chen Ping'an asked softly: "Do you need me to help you delay the time? You can roughly check their respective backgrounds first? It's easy to fight with Qi practitioners freely. I don't have enough experience, and we are not familiar with each other. It's easy."
Holding back."
Lu Tai answered from the bottom of his heart: "Okay."
Simple and neat.
Lu Tai was probably afraid that Chen Ping'an would misunderstand that he was sitting on the sidelines, so he added: "As soon as I find out, I will immediately tell you the origin of the spell, how to defend it and how to break it."
Chen Ping'an nodded and took out a square-inch talisman from his sleeve in case of unexpected events.
Chen Ping'an said: "In the battle of life and death, don't be careless."
Lu Tai smiled and said, "I understand."
Chen Pingan took a deep breath.
I, Chen Ping'an, had not yet practiced boxing at that time, but relying on the rules and location of Lizhu Dongtian, I was able to almost kill Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua in an alley.
Why can't others kill Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai?
Chen Ping'an is still standing on the branch. Although he can easily become a target, he has a wide field of vision. The two armies are facing each other. Try to know yourself and the enemy as much as possible, take some risks and have a look at the overall situation. It is better than flies flying into each other.
This group of bandits, who had been plotting since Fuji Zong was called Tianjie, did not appear in groups, but in twos and threes. The number of people they showed up to be as high as ten.
Jackals are watching.
Chen Pingan asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming?"
No one answered.
The gods in the mountains travel thousands of miles to seek wealth and rob homes, but they are not the green-skinned scoundrels in the streets who quarrel for a long time just to avoid fighting and bloodshed.
Often a seemingly heroic self-registration number can easily reveal the special skills and the sect’s trump card.
Especially those who like to shout out the names of moves on purpose before taking action. Isn't this asking for trouble?
If you are unlucky, you may seek death.
For example, the flying sword "Yu Yin" of Lao Jindan Sword Cultivator of Guihua Island, you can tell at first glance that it is a natal flying sword that is partial to yin and close to water.
Therefore, using moves and magic weapons that are full of yang energy can often exert more significant power.
Just imagine if the old Jindan from Osmanthus Island met someone on a narrow road and suddenly became an enemy, could he take the initiative to tell his mortal enemy the name of Feijian Yuyin?
Even though Chen Ping'an had never seen Lu Tai's two flying swords with his own eyes, after hearing that they were needlepoint and maimang, he could roughly deduce that they were the type of flying swords that were lethal at the point but not at the surface.
Lu Tai silently told Chen Pingan the current situation from his heart.
In the enemy camp, directly in front of Chen Pingan, except for the strong man holding an iron whip, everyone standing around him must be more careful.
This person is obviously a swordsman with an eccentric swordsmanship. He is not a Qi practitioner, but he is different from a pure martial artist. Although they do not have their own flying swords, they are just swashbuckling swordsmen who specialize in controlling swords with Qi. , it cannot be called a sword master's sword control, but the sword master's action will make others look like a flying sword.
As for the burly iron-whipped man, it is hard to say whether he is a qigong practitioner who practices a variety of methods to train his body according to the martial art, or a pure martial artist, but the latter is more likely.
The muscular man was muscular, nearly nine feet tall, and imposing. Holding two whips, he looked up at Chen Pingan through the sparse branches of the forest, and sneered: "Good boy, you are so slippery, let's go to Fuji Zong." The steps towards Xingzhiting were deliberately uneven, which made me almost misjudge you and only regard you as a martial artist of the third level. After leaving Chuishang Mountain and traveling hundreds of miles, I discovered that your footprints were so light and even. .Let’s not talk about cultivation, just talk about this alertness and prudence..."
The strong man raised the iron whip in his left hand and said with a ferocious smile: "You are worthy of my whip and your head will be smashed!"
It's Tong Yezhou Yayan.
Lu Tai is no longer the sissy who likes rouge and gouache, nor is he the romantic aristocratic son who gives Chen Ping'an instructions on the origins of his mortal enemies, speaking very quickly and concisely.
To the southeast, there is a Taoist who uses talismans. Most likely because he failed to recruit real military monks, he settled for the next best thing and used talismans as foot soldiers. If we add one or two puppets of Mohism's mechanism skills, we The power of two flying swords to kill enemies will be greatly reduced. After all, for these two types of dead objects, a talisman is difficult to break and the core is difficult to find.
I just don’t know if this Taoist has a talisman that specifically targets sword cultivators and natal flying swords. It’s unlikely. Usually only Jindan and Nascent Soul monks can afford those precious talismans for sword cultivators. But if we It's hard to tell if the two are so unlucky. For example, there are two high-grade talismans called "Scabbard" and "Sealing Mountain", which are specially designed to deal with the elusive natal flying sword. They will fall into a trap and be temporarily banned for a period of time.
If a sword cultivator loses his natal flying sword, even for just a moment, his combat power will fall to the bottom.
Therefore, our greatest reliance is the four flying swords combined. We need to be careful about this the most. Even if we have to leave our body to kill the enemy, we must always pay attention to the subtle movement of the two sleeves of the Fulu Sect Taoist.
To the southwest, there is a Qi practitioner who studies wood magic. He should be the one who has covered up all the traces. Most of them have flower demons and wood charms. Remember to be careful of vegetation, trees and vines. Because they are inconspicuous, they are more powerful than the sword master's.
Feijian is even more insidious and difficult to deal with.
Chen Pingan silently remembered it in his heart, while staring at the strong man and the swordsman, and at the corner of his eye at the Taoist priest of the Fulu Sect, he sneered: "Since my friends and I dare to call Tianjie in the Fuqi Sect, in front of everyone
After spending so much money, I didn’t have to worry about attracting jealous people.”
The strong man was overjoyed, "Little boy, don't try to trick me with your words. Two outsiders who can't even speak Tongyezhou's elegant words smoothly, so what if you are from a sect? What can you do if you have an earthly immortal master? It's amazing."
ah?"
The swordsman next to the burly man was a slender man in black robes. His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he looked a little gloomy. He smiled and said, "Of course it's amazing, but it's a pity that it's beyond the reach of the whip."
The strong man suddenly laughed, and the swordsman also smiled knowingly.
The two people who were acquainted with each other looked at the higher Lutai. The middle-aged swordsman asked: "The two of you who have been looking at each other and loving each other all the way have made me full of evil fire. Are you responsible?"
.If you are wise, you might be able to save a small life."
Lu Tai ignored this person's provocation and continued to explain the situation to Chen Pingan with a calm expression.
To the north behind you and me, there is an formation master of the Yin Yang family who is arranging his troops. There is also a pair of young girls nearby, who should be his proud disciples. In fact, this formation master is the most troublesome.
Chen Ping'an, as soon as I have the chance, I will kill this person first.
The reason why they are not in a hurry to take action now is because they are waiting for the formation master to complete this half-baked mountain-moving formation. Don't worry, I will find the right time to take action and will never let the three of them succeed. But before I take action, you must
Distracting their attention, even if it distracts them even slightly, is enough.
Chen Pingan nodded quietly.
Lu Tai continues to reveal secrets.
In addition to the formation master and his two disciples, there is also an evil cultivator. He is neither human nor ghost, and he is full of evil spirits. This type of Qi practitioner wanders among mass graves and tombs all year round.
You can imprison lonely wild ghosts in spiritual weapons, recruit them for your own use, and use the method of cultivating poison to cultivate powerful ghosts.
There are two more people standing further behind us on the left and right sides, just to suppress the formation. If you and I escape, they will intercept us.
It can be deduced from this that the main force of the enemy camp is in the south.
Seeing Lu Tai's indifference, the middle-aged swordsman became a little annoyed in addition to the evil fire in his heart. He said with a wicked smile on his face: "Have you two started?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't understand it at all, and just thought the swordsman was talking about mountain lingo, or some weird words that didn't need to be ignored.
However, he sensed a rare anger appearing in Lutai for an instant.
So Lu Tai no longer spoke to Chen Pingan with his heart, but actually changed his attention, stared at the middle-aged swordsman, and said with a gloomy face: "Chen Pingan, I was the one who caused this disaster. Just go north.
I'll deal with them myself."
Chen Pingan asked: "You alone, can you kill them all and escape smoothly?"
Lu Tai said nothing.
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "You really like to die without a burial place so much that you can't even find a grave?"
Lu Tai pouted a few times and said with a smile: "Don't curse me."
Chen Ping'an stood there, motionless. After being bored for a while, he finally replied to Lu Tai, "Then talk less nonsense and kill more people."
Lu Tai suddenly heard Chen Ping'an's voice, "Do it!"
Chen Pingan had almost no hesitation.
Twisting the square-inch talisman from the authentic alchemy book in his sleeve.
Gone in a flash.
The heartstrings of the middle-aged swordsman in a black robe with long sleeves were tense, and he knew something was wrong.
Fortunately, the burly man had already stepped out and stood in front of the swordsman. Not only did he quickly whip his whip into the air in front of him, "It's interesting!"
Chen Ping'an, who appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air, not only did not avoid its sharp edge, but deliberately avoided the menacing iron whip. Instead, he made up his mind to fight in close combat more resolutely, but he also tilted his head slightly, and
With a cat-like waist movement, he used the long sword on his back to resist the iron whip, and hit the strong man in the chest with a punch like a god beating a drum.
If one punch comes, ten to a hundred punches will come.
If you have enough willpower, let me add up my punches, and you will become the legendary Daluo Golden Immortal, and your undefeated golden body will be completely destroyed by you!
The middle-aged swordsman only lost consciousness for a moment, and soon a flash of green light flew from his sleeves.
The strong man spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back five or six steps, swung an iron whip in front of him so that no water could flow in, and at the same time shouted with all his strength: "Protect the formation master!"
Almost at the same time, Chen Pingan's mind moved and he muttered silently: "Fifteen."
From the sword gourd on his waist, a green and slender sword rainbow flashed out instantly.
The Taoist from the Fu Lu Sect smiled coldly, "He is actually a sword cultivator."
The burly man felt a tearing pain coming from his left shoulder, and was shocked. How could it happen so quickly?!
After the first punch is successful, the third punch is delivered by the fist's intention, and the god beats the drum.
Not long after Fifteen left the sword gourd, there was just a ding. Just as he intercepted the middle-aged swordsman's unsheathed sword light, he was enveloped by a red talisman that appeared suddenly, bumping around and bumping into walls.
The swordsman looked fierce, waved his sleeve, and another "flying sword" flew out of his sleeve.
Chen Ping'an continued to ignore the swordsman's exquisite control of the sword, and came up behind the man almost without a trace, and only punched the strong man's back vest with his third punch.
The force of the punch went straight to the man's heart.
The fourth punch was pressed down and moved to the right, hitting the strong man's spine directly.
The Taoist used the extremely precious secret magic talisman to trap the "Chu Yi" who once again cut off the sword master's green light.
The old Taoist's face was livid, his eyelids were trembling, he was heartbroken, and his heart was bleeding. This little bastard actually had two flying swords?!
Could the small vermilion jug on the young man's waist be the sword-raising gourd?
Thinking of this, the old man's eyes were burning, "Okay, okay!"
It's not a waste of time to throw out two treasures at the bottom of the box in one go. As long as it works, you will still make a lot of money!
The strong body-protecting Qi of the strong man had collapsed and dissipated after three punches, so Chen Pingan's fourth punch really hit his spine.
There was a series of slight clicking sounds. Others may not pay attention to it, but the burly man was frightened out of his wits.
One more punch, and you'll really be interrupted!
The man did not dare to hide anymore, he stamped his feet heavily, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and put the fingers of his right hand together, and then put his body into a posture like a liger shaking its shoulders. His eyes instantly turned white, and his energy, blood, and muscles suddenly became strong.
…
Like a god coming into the world.
Then he was hit by Chen Ping'an's fifth punch and was like a kite with its string cut off. It flew straight forward and fell heavily to the ground.
But Chen Ping'an didn't feel comfortable either. He resisted the strong man's iron whip on his back. Although it hit the "Chang Qi", four to five points of the force still penetrated his body.
Later, on the 15th day of the lunar month, Taoist Fu Lu detained him using secret methods. He was temporarily unable to escape. In order to successfully deliver the fifth punch of the Divine Man Beating the Drum, he was forcibly hit by a sword beam from the middle-aged swordsman. It passed through his shoulder and was dripping with blood.
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However, Chen Ping'an's overall momentum rose instead of falling. The concentration of his soul and the surge of fist power were almost visible to the naked eye. There was absolutely no sign of a dying struggle, and it was still rising rapidly.
It seems that when the sun rises over the East China Sea, it always hangs high in the sky.