Chapter 643: The Shadow of the Blade is like a weave
Two more masters were added to the field. Gu Tiexin's Xiuchundao and Crazy Beggar's Cloud Dispelling Palm were still able to hold up, but Diao Cheng and Jiang Wan were already overwhelmed. If Gu Tiexin and Crazy Beggar hadn't been looking after them, they might have been
He was caught by the soul-chasing whip that made his thoughts flutter.』Ω
The two sides had exchanged dozens of moves. Although the Seven Bandits were defeated, they were both offensive and defensive and did not suffer much loss.
Nie Qianchou couldn't help but nodded in approval and said: "What a spring-embroidered knife that can rejuvenate all things. This swordsman also has some skills.
Very good, it seems that it can compete with the sword skills of the Tiannan Song family."
"I wonder which one is stronger than the sword in King Dingtian's hand?" Guan Qihou's eyes were filled with strange colors, and he stared at Gu Tiexin intently.
"It's different. The one who competes in the world is determined by life and death, and the one who is famous in the world is the freedom of reining in the horse. It's hard to compare."
Shi Xianqiao glanced at Nie Qianchou, and felt a slight shiver in her heart. Nie Qianchou praised Gu Tiexin like this, of course it was not out of sympathy, I'm afraid he had other motives.
"I heard that King Dingtian went on a mission to the East China Sea and was assassinated by bandits. After being seriously injured, he lost all his martial arts. I don't know if it is true or not?"
"Whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with us. It's not good if we know it. What do you think, Mr. Guan Ge?"
Guan Qihou laughed, nodded and said, "That's what Mr. Nie said."
While talking, the three envoys of Heqihui gradually used ruthless and cruel moves, shrouding Gu Tiexin and the four others under the light of swords and shadows.
Diao Cheng's heavy breathing could be heard clearly from several feet away. Jiang Wan's brocade clothes were soaked with sweat, her face was flushed and pale at the same time. If nothing changed, she would lose strength in a short time.
"Hafenfenlou is really a master." Nie Qianchou said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zhenming shouted loudly, stretched out his arms without hesitation, swung the long sword from Jiang Wan's hand, and grabbed Diao Cheng straight away.
There are no fancy moves in Feng Zhenming's palms. He can clearly see every move. No matter how much the opponent moves around, he can't escape from the confines of these fleshy palms. There is an indescribable grace and elegance in his tepid palms.
spirit.
Diao Cheng couldn't avoid it. With a flip of his wrist, a short wrought iron stick weighing several dozen kilograms hit Feng Zhenming's arm.
Feng Zhenming didn't change his tactics and just calmly grabbed him.
The iron rod hit Feng Zhenming's arm. There was no sound of skin cracking or fracture. Instead, there was a muffled sound, like hitting a towering ancient tree. Looking carefully, Feng Zhenming's arm was not even red.
Previous point.
Diao Cheng was stunned for a moment. During this period, for some reason, the key points on his shoulder and neck were locked by Feng Zhenming, making him unable to move.
Jiang Wan was shocked and turned pale. She swung her long sword sharply and aimed at Feng Zhenming's throat. Her moves were not old yet, so she changed her sword moves again and quickly and silently slashed at Feng Zhenming's finger that was holding Diao Cheng's acupoint.
The mad beggar on the other side struck out with a palm in the air. No sound of wind could be heard, but Feng Zhenming showed a rare expression of solemnity.
He clasped Diao Cheng with his left hand and pulled him behind him. He pushed out his right hand flatly. He seemed not to notice the long sword pointed toward the fingers of his left hand. He concentrated on looking at the space opposite the crazy beggar.
Jiang Wan was furious. Feng Zhenming was looking down on him too much, so his men stepped up their efforts to rescue Diao Cheng.
At this moment, Jiang Wan's eyes flashed, and a smiling man appeared beside Jiang Wan, laughing in a low voice: "What a good sword move." It was Zhou Fang.
Jiang Wan was shocked. After a long battle, he was approached by someone without noticing it. Gu Tiexin, who was not far behind him, didn't seem to see Jiang Wan's danger and just resisted the three envoys of wine, sex and wealth and the master of Snake Hall.
Jiang Wan felt a chill in her heart and shouted angrily. The long sword suddenly retracted, trembling slightly, and stabbed Zhou Fang's single palm towards his wrist.
Zhou Fang's eyes lit up, he smiled slightly, and moved his fingers rapidly, like a butterfly passing through flowers, but not a single leaf clung to it.
Jiang Wan pulled away and retreated quickly, grabbing the hilt of the retracted sword with his right hand. Zhou Fang followed him like a shadow, not giving Jiang Wan a chance to strike again, and tapped the acupuncture point in Jiang Wan's abdomen with his left hand.
At this time, it was too late to make another sword move. Jiang Wan became calm and moved his left hand around his back and slapped it on the hilt of the sword. The tip of the long sword jumped out and stabbed Zhou Fang.
Zhou Fang was slightly startled. He already knew that there were no weaklings among the seven bandits, but he didn't expect Jiang Wan's move to be so cunning. Given time, it would become a great weapon.
At this moment, Zhou Fang no longer had time to be distracted. His index finger and middle finger stood together like a knife, pointing at the body of the long sword. Using the long sword as a medium, his internal energy surged out and rolled towards Jiang Wan.
Normally, Jiang Wan would have had a way to deal with it, but just now he was besieged by a group of enemies, and his internal strength was already greatly reduced. He groaned and was knocked back by his own sword.
Jiang Wan's footwork was messed up, and Jiang Wan secretly complained that he couldn't sustain his strength, and any attempt to force his move would be a drop in the bucket.
As soon as Jiang Wan retreated, Zhou Fang rushed forward without giving Jiang Wan a chance to breathe.
Jiang Wan had just grasped the hilt of the sword, but before he could remove the inner strength from the sword, half of his body suddenly went numb, and he had fallen into Zhou Fang's hands.
When Zhou Fang had just knocked back Jiang Wan, the palms of Feng Zhenming and Crazy Beggar immediately connected. There was no sound, but the wind of the fists was very sharp. The blows caused pain to the faces of several people on the side, and they quickly stepped back half a step.
Feng Zhenming took a step back, and the mad beggar remained calm. He used his strength to force away Dong Shuyi and Ni Jue's attack, but was blocked by the two men and lost the chance to rescue Diao Cheng.
Feng Zhenming just settled down, and Zhou Fang happened to capture Jiang Wan. The two of them attacked and stopped at the same time, capturing two of the seven bandits.
"What a great Mu Luo Gui's magic skill. Only the master of Baihu Hall of Half Fenlou can defeat the crazy beggar's Cloud Dispelling Palm." Nie Qianchou praised with a high-five.
"The flower-piercing butterfly finger, Hall Master Zhou's skill on the finger is not weak at all. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in half a building, really makes people salivate." Guan Qihou glanced at Shi Xianqiao with envy.
Shi Xianqiao smiled slightly and responded humbly. Although Zhou Fang and Feng Zhenming were not weak in martial arts, the three masters of Heqihui and Shetang were not far behind the two. However, at the last moment, they fell short. Their intentions were obvious. Testing
Half a building is a real thing.
Zhou Fang and Feng Zhenming pulled away, and Zhou Fang called out in a loud voice: "Master Gu, Senior Crazy Beggar, brother Ling has been captured by us, you can just go ahead and capture him."
Gu Tiexin glanced back, and a strange smile appeared on his lips. Suddenly, a dark ripple appeared in his hand, and everyone in the scene was involved.
The shadow of the knife was so dense that it almost filled every inch of the land. When the light of the knife reached my eyes, I couldn't tell where was the blade and where was the light. It seemed like a wall of knives was pressing down fiercely.
Nie Qianchou changed his face in shock and shouted: "The world is full of spring!? Impossible, this unique skill has been lost in the world for more than a hundred years!"
Guan Qihou, who had an eternal smile, also changed his color. The smile on his face disappeared, his eyes turned cold, and he stared at Gu Tiexin. It seemed that he was about to re-evaluate the strength of the seven bandits. (To be continued.