() "Brother, don't take action! Don't do what you did the other day when you secretly helped Monk Hua!" Wu Song raised his two swords and rushed outside, not forgetting to say: "Qin Fei will leave it to me, Yan Ling Sword Technique Three
Sixteenth Road, I have long wanted to learn from you!"
Only then did Ximen Qing realize that it turned out that Wu Song had a sharp eye and that Hua Heshang and Lu Zhishen didn't notice it, but he did.
"Don't worry, I promise not to do anything!" Ximen Qing also followed out and watched the battle at the entrance of the mourning shed.
Outside, the moonlight broke through the clouds just now and sprinkled towards Qinjia Village.
Qin Fei put the sword behind his back and reached out to wave to Wu Song: "Come on, come on! Wu Song, let me see how your sword skills are?"
"Be careful with your dog head!" Wu Song sneered, jumped up, and the two-point iron sword saber struck down like rotten silver in the moonlight!
It turns out that there is some slope here, but Qin Fei is standing on the downhill slope. Wu Song uses the "dark cloud cover" move with overwhelming momentum. Before the knife reaches it, the strong wind starts!
"Well done!" Qin Fei saw Wu Song's powerful sword. Not only did he not retreat at all, but he took half a step forward and rushed through the wind of the sword!
As a result, Wu Song jumped into the air, and the positions of both parties fell. Qin Fei raised the steel knife in his hand and stabbed Wu Song in the back!
This knife was sharp and clean, without any hesitation!
Wu Song didn't even have time to turn around!
If this knife fell on the real spot, Wu Song would definitely be seriously injured!
But what kind of person is Wu Song? He calmly flipped his left hand, and the acupoint iron sword was turned behind his back, blocking Qin Fei's sword!
Qin Fei's steel sword struck the blade, sparking a spark; Wu Song followed his figure and turned, and the iron sword in his right hand was chopped down with a "whoosh"!
This knife relied on the power of turning, fast and urgent!
Qin Fei had no choice but to take half a step back slightly, and at the same time he held his chest and breathed in. He managed to avoid the knife, and immediately his desperation disappeared. He seriously used the thirty-six-way Yan Ling sword technique, and had a real fight with Wu Song.
A big battle!
The two of them were not talking, and all Ximen Qing could hear was the sound of their heavy breathing and the sparks caused by the collision of weapons.
Qin Fei's position was higher than that of Wu Song, but he had some advantages. Wu Song's two acupoint iron swords were rare magical weapons in the world. Although the steel sword in Qin Fei's hand was also a fine product, he did not dare to use it with the acupoint iron sword.
Jie Dao confronts the enemy head-on.
In this way, the two of them killed each other instantly. Ximen Qing watched with horror. He saw two balls of sword light rolling back and forth, and even the movements of Wu Song and Qin Fei could not be seen clearly.
Qin Fei saw that Wu Song was skilled in swordsmanship and not inferior to him. After thirty years, he gradually became impatient. He suddenly raised his breath and shouted loudly. He changed the pattern of the steel knife in his hand and stood it upright to chop five times in a row!
This sword technique is used when charging into battle. Among the thirty-six techniques of the Yan Ling Dao, it is the most ruthless. The moves are fatal and there is no room for turning. Most of them are moves that hurt both sides.
Even Wu Song had to be careful when using this sword technique; Qin Fei struck out with five swords, and while Wu Song was dodging, the steel sword turned into a ball of cold light and rushed past Wu Song!
"Are you going to run away if you can't beat me?"
Wu Song had a change of thought in his mind and followed him!
Qin Fei put the knife behind him and rushed down the hillside like flying!
Wu Song took big strides and chased after him closely!
"The outcome is still unclear, second brother, be careful!" Ximen Qing shouted from a distance.
Wu Song was awe-inspiring and immediately slowed down the pace of pursuit. It is true that Qin Fei did not suffer too many defeats just now, so why did he suddenly withdraw his sword and retreat?
Sure enough, Qin Fei's body suddenly lowered during the sprint, his feet drew a semicircle, the steel knife was handed to his left hand behind his back, and he stabbed Wu Song fiercely at him!
Win from defeat!
In fact, if Wu Song had rushed too fast just now, it would have been as if he had bumped his body against the tip of the knife.
Moreover, this posture is thrust with the left hand. Most people hold the blade with their right hand, so the protection of the left side of the body is naturally poor. This posture is aimed at this weakness!
But Qin Fei forgot one thing, that is, Wu Song used two swords!
Faced with this move, Wu Song's reaction was to lean back while sprinting, and at the same time flip his left wrist, and the blade of the Iron Ring Sword in the acupoint of his left hand rushed forward, and it was a flick!
"Cang!" There was a sound, and Qin Fei felt a light movement in his hand. It turned out that the tip of the steel knife was cut off by Wu Song's move!
"Oops!"
For the first time, Qin Fei felt that his actions tonight were really terrible.
If he hadn't deliberately changed his sword to a steel one for fear of exposing his identity, the Yanling sword that Qin Fei always carried with him would have been of higher quality. Although it was not as good as the acupuncture iron sword, it would not be chipped off.
In this way, the weapon in Qin Fei's hand suffered a big loss. The blade was broken, so he could only use defense instead of offense.
The two-point iron sword in Wu Song's hand worked smoothly, and the ferociousness of the sword was no weaker than that of Qin Fei just now, which made him tired to deal with it.
"Catch them alive!"
Ximen Qing stood far away, pulling his neck and shouting.
Qin Fei's heart is full of grief and anger. Will his bright future be ruined here today?
Ever since he was brought to Bianliang, Tokyo, at the age of seven, the prosperity of the city and the mystery of the Imperial City Division made Qin Fei secretly vow to do his best to sit on the highest position in the Imperial City Division and occupy a place in Bianliang.
However, the situation suddenly changed and things did not go as planned. Ever since King Jia, no, ever since the arrival of Ximen Qingyi, Qin Fei's ideals were shattered one after another like soap bubbles.
If I had known that today would be such an embarrassing situation, I should have found an opportunity to kill Ximen Qing secretly!
Qin Fei was well aware of the humiliation he would receive if he was captured alive.
Once upon a time, Qin Fei was the best at various torture methods in the Imperial City Division, but now, he has to be tortured!
Qin Fei felt a pain in his heart when he thought of this. He lowered his head slowly inadvertently, and Wu Song's iron sword passed over his head, and even his hat and hair fell off.
The bun is messed up and it’s hard to get rid of the water!
Qin Fei's hair fell down, and his vision was suddenly frustrated!
How could Wu Song miss such a good opportunity? The iron sword in his hand whizzed out and pointed directly at Qin Fei's shoulder.
Do you want to capture yourself alive?
Qin Fei endured the pain in his heart and suddenly roared, the steel knife in his hand turned into a cold light and threw it towards Wu Song's face!
Although the steel knife has no tip, Qin Fei really used all his strength to throw it, even if it is a lump of iron, it cannot be underestimated!
Wu Song was so close that he had no choice but to dodge sideways. The strong wind from this throw hit Wu Song's face, which also caused a slight pain.
When Qin Fei threw the steel knife, he stepped lightly, turned around and ran away!
"Where to escape!"
Wu Song dodged the many steel knives and hurriedly caught up!
Qin Fei was already defenseless and turned into a bereaved dog, running away in a hurry!
If it had been anyone else, Wu Song could have thrown out the iron sword in his hand and killed Qin Fei; but Ximen Qing had promised to capture Qin Fei alive, so Wu Song followed closely and did not take action.
Faster, faster!
Qin Fei raised his body skills to the limit and could escape into the woods as long as he climbed over the yard not far away. With his own ability, Qin Fei was confident that he could escape Wu Song's pursuit.
Qin Fei didn't think about what would happen next, and he didn't have time to think about it.
escape!
This is the only thing Qin Fei can do now.
But soon, Qin Fei tripped over something unknown on the ground and flew straight out!
When he stood up again, Wu Songxuan's iron sword was already coldly placed on his neck.
"Don't move!"
Wu Song's voice was also cold: "It seems that God won't help you either."
Qin Fei smiled miserably and sat down cross-legged: "You won, very good!"
When Ximen Qing saw that Wu Song had restrained Qin Fei, he also hurried over and picked up Qin Fei's steel knife on the way. This was to be used as evidence to show his money.
"Qin Fei, what do you have to say now?"
Qin Fei shook his head silently: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If I, Qin Fei, lose, I lose. It's no big deal."
"Aren't you going to tell me why you did this?" Ximen Qing walked closer and asked.
Qin Fei brushed the messy hair in front of his eyes and sighed: "I think you should have guessed that Tan Zhen saw this and tempted me with a promotion."
"If it were a normal person, would he kill the 218 lives of Qinjia Village for promotion?" Wu Song couldn't help but said: "Not to mention Mr. Qin, who has raised you for several years!"
Qin Fei's eyes fell dullly on the steel knife in Ximen Qing's hand. After a while, he quietly replied: "I think this is the so-called price. When you do something, you always have to pay a price."
"Is this the price for sacrificing others for yourself?" Ximen Qing retorted: "Even if there is no such thing, sooner or later you will do other things that are harmful to nature. In your eyes, other people's lives are like a piece of grass and you can do whatever you want.
throw away!"
"You won. You can say whatever you want." Qin Fei replied calmly: "Why should I talk more?"
Wu Song finished his sentence, and Ximen Qing remembered something and asked: "Master Qian's health has deteriorated, is it your fault?"
"That's right." Qin Fei took out a small jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Ximen Qing, saying: "I heard that Eunuch Liang brought this thing out of the forbidden area, and Tan Zhen handed it to me personally. Add a drop of it to your daily diet.
I didn't know it. Of course, the old man never suspected that it was me."
"Are you still a human being?" Ximen Qing suddenly asked.
"I don't know." Qin Fei replied without hesitation: "But I will become a dead person soon. Before I die, I want you to do one thing for me."
"What's the matter?" Ximen Qing asked.
Qin Fei pointed to a place not far away with his hand: "Sir Ximen, help me search on the ground to see what exactly tripped me just now, otherwise I will not feel at ease on the road to Huangquan."
"This request of yours is really strange."
Ximen Qing walked there, took out the Thunder God Stone, lit it with magic formula, and looked around, and sure enough he found a round lump of wood on the ground.
"That's it, you can die now."
Ximen Qing threw the thing away, Qin Fei took it in his hand and touched it, suddenly he burst out laughing like crazy. The fastest way to read the novel "The Lord" is on Kanshu.com, welcome to log in to read the full text!