Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Demon Monarch Descends on the Ruins
On the outskirts of Xunyang City, under the dim and somewhat gloomy sky, people have taken shelter from the rain, and on the branches outside the old wine shop, a few crows roll their eyes and quack.
In the muddy ground, a man in a dark red robe walked slowly, step by step, a blue fairy pattern brocade belt around his waist and a frozen jade dotted red pendant hanging on his clothes clanked, making a jingling sound.
The man walked into the wine shop, stood in front of Wang Wenwen's table, lifted a chair and sat down opposite Wang Wenwen, picked up a few fried peanuts and put them in his mouth and chewed them with a crisp crunching sound.
Wang Wenwen smiled and didn't say anything, just asked Xiao Er to add an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks and another dish of beef. The dishes and chopsticks were all together, Wang Wenwen took out the sad drunkenness stored in the deerskin pocket and filled a glass for the red-robed man.
The red-robed man glanced at Wang Wenwen, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, the wine was fragrant, and the red-robed man's eyes were imperceptible and gently picked it up, and put the wine glass back on the table. One hand on the table to support his head: "If you are given a chance to escape, where are you going to escape?"
Wang Wenwen filled himself with a glass of wine and drank it all, and then filled a glass for the red-robed man, and smiled softly, "Don't go anywhere." ”
The red-robed man snorted lightly between his lips and teeth: "It's a little interesting, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"If the Demon Ancestor wants to kill me, where can I escape?" Wang Wenwen picked up a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth and chewed them hastily, "You say yes." ”
"Hahaha! Interesting!" the red-robed man laughed, "It's really a bit guts~ Not bad!"
"But if you hurt my disciple, you can't just forget about it. The red-robed man's face sank, and he turned the wine glass upside down on the table after drinking, "Someone told me that I must not kill you, and I still appreciate you a little bit~ Hmph, take me a move, catch Xiang'an and be fine, can't catch it and lose an arm~ How about it?"
Wang Wenwen scolded in his heart, grandma's! I drank all the wine and ate the food, and I still want to cut me after all this!
But he had no choice but to force a smile: "What the ancestor says is naturally what it is." ”
"Hahaha! Courageous! Interesting!" The red-robed man picked up a few slices of sauced beef, "This ancestor doesn't bully you, I only use one percent of my strength, I can catch it, how about I help you deal with a little trouble?"
"It seems that there is a Yazarcana who has already arrived in Xunyang City...... Hmph. ”
"I'll go!" Wang Wenwen's heart sank, "How can this ruin extreme ancestor know everything!"
But after thinking about it, it doesn't seem to be a loss, at least if you win the bet, you can deal with one less Yazarcana!
But...... Can you really catch it?
Just as he was thinking about it, the Ruin Pole Ancestor raised his fingers and flicked two peanuts.
I'm so fast! Peanuts flew straight to Wang Wenwen's left arm, if he couldn't take this trick, his left arm would be broken!
It was too late to say that it was fast, and in the next second of a flick of his fingers, Wang Wenwen leaned down and the aura around his body soared, the wind sword momentum flowed endlessly, and the wind cut slashed steel flash in an instant, but the two peanuts seemed to carry the power of a thousand jun, and the wind cut was broken after just slowing down the speed of the peanuts.
For the first time, a sense of fear surged into Wang Wenwen's heart! There had never been such a feeling, that feeling of being so powerless that he could only wait for death!
No way!
Wang Wenwen's whole body flashed with thunder, and the Dolan Sword moved as he wished, slashing out a slash from top to bottom! The gang qi brought a violent wind, and the thunder flashed in the gale, colliding directly with the peanuts, causing bursts of fluctuations!
With a slash of thunder light, perhaps it was this slash that gave Wang Wenwen a glimmer of life, Wang Wenwen's heart was not good, and he stabbed out a few tricks, and he could use all the people who could use it!
After all, the thunder disappeared, the peanut rice broke through, and Wang Wenwen's successive moves hit Wang Wenwen's shoulder!
At that moment, Wang Wenwen only felt as if he had been hit by a huge force!
A smell of blood came from my throat.
"Ahem!" A mouthful of blood spat out, Wang Wenwen supported his body with one hand and knelt on the ground with difficulty, and a few broken peanuts fell on the muddy ground.
The ancestor of the ruin pole sat on the chair and looked at Wang Wenwen with interest: "It's okay~ not dead." ”
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the tavern in the rain.
There was no pause when he walked past Wang Wenwen, and Wang Wenwen just watched him until he walked to the end of the path.
"That's right. Without looking back, the Ruin Extreme Ancestor paused, "What's the name of that wine?"
"Sorrow...... Sad and drunk. Wang Wenwen gasped and said weakly.
"The taste is passable. The Ruin Extreme Ancestor snorted lightly, "I owe you two glasses of wine, and I will come to Sanyin Mountain another day and give you two glasses." ”
The rain was heavier, and there was a layer of white curtain hanging all over the sky, and it was not clear to see, and it was not real......
Hiss...... Hiss...... Hiss......
A huge long insect was wandering in the Xunyang River, and its triangular head spit out letters from time to time.
The rain was heavy and the taste faded. The worm spat out the letter faster, trying to sense the faint breath that remained in the air. Hiss...... Hiss......
A large fat vole scurried by the river, and the rain was so heavy that its nest was flooded.
As if he had discovered something, the whole body sank to the bottom of the water and slowly approached the big vole, the snake burst out, and swallowed the vole directly with a bloody mouth, and the vole squeaked twice without moving.
Not enough to eat!
After swallowing the vole, the serpent became hungrier and hungrier, and even stopped lying in ambush, spreading its triangular head and looking around.
In the distance, a red-robed man walked slowly, as if he hadn't noticed himself. Hiss...... For such a big person, he should be well fed.
The serpent stumbled into the bushes, coiled up and waited for the hapless man to approach.
Twenty Steps...... Fifteen Steps...... Twelve-step ......
Five steps! That's a long way!
The serpent leapt from the ground like an arrow and pounced on the hapless man.
Just bite him...... Then he will never be able to resist again!
The serpent was already thinking about how to swallow this man.
The man was not shocked, but smiled faintly, "Huh~ Demon?"
Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong Dong Dong , the jade pendant on the man's waist emitted a blood-colored mist, no, it should be bursting out!
The man's whole body exuded a terrifying blood aura, like a demon god who came out of blood!
The serpent struggled in the blood mist for a while and slowly stopped moving, and the fog gradually dissipated, leaving only a blue-faced fanged mask on the ground.
The man's fingers lifted slightly, and a blood-colored mist wrapped the mask and landed on his hand, and the man turned the mask, and the word "food" was written on the back.
As the man grabbed the mask, it trembled constantly. The strength in the man's hand was a little heavier, and the mask suddenly stopped trembling, like a dead thing.
"Hmph...... Beam-jumping clowns. The man smiled disdainfully, hung the mask around his waist, and a mist of blood poured out of the soles of his feet.
The blood mist dissipated, and the man was gone, leaving only the endless smell of blood.
It was dark, and Wang Wenwen returned to the Star Picking Gate with a wet dress. Jiang Shenfu was roasting chicken wings with the old Taoist priest of Guanshan outside the house, and beckoned when he saw Wang Wenwen coming back.
"Wang, it's so late!"
Wang Wenwen smiled, went back to the room to change into clean clothes, walked outside and sat down on the edge of Jiang Shenfu.
"Ouch~ Why don't you hurry up and bake one for me to taste?"
"Oh~" Jiang Shenfu handed over a chicken wing, "It's already baked and left for you." ”
The old Taoist priest of Guanshan looked at the two joking people happily on the side, and took a sip of the pipa wine brought back by Jiang Shenfu, with a satisfied face.
When he was full, Wang Wenwen thought about the slash he made today over and over again in the courtyard, it already had an internal taste, and if it was more powerful, it would be another big move for him.
Thunder...... Wind......
Wang Wenwen grabbed the sword and turned his aura like he had done in the afternoon, and struck hard! Jian Gang and thunder light erupted, but the thunder light flickered twice and disappeared in the moment when the sword body was out of strength.
Still won't work.
Wang Wenwen sighed, maybe it was just an accident to use this level of slashing like he did in the afternoon.
"Try again. ”
Wang Wenwen turned his head, and the old Taoist priest of Guanshan sat on the steps and drank the wine in the gourd.
"Don't guide the wind and the air, just the thunder and lightning. The old Taoist squinted at Wang Wenwen, "You're a little anxious." ”
Ahh As soon as you make a move, you want to make the perfect move, but how difficult is it to polish a move? Every attempt is a new challenge, not just something that can be achieved overnight with experience.
Yes, I'll try again.
Wang Wenwen leaned down and guided Ben Lei to take six steps, and the electric light gradually emerged from his legs, getting brighter and brighter, and the electric light collided, exploding countless sparks.
As the aura guided the electric light to flow to the whole body, Wang Wenwen was like a thunderbolt god in a thunder robe at this time! The lightning gathered, and countless blue thunderbolts shone on the golden Dolan sword, gold, purple, and blue complemented each other, and the momentum was overwhelming!
Chop!
The electric light converged to the peak, the flow pattern on the Dolan sword was fully revealed, the electric light and sparkling waves were shining, Wang Wenwen slashed down with a sword, and the thunder and lightning surged out with a loud noise, like a giant python coming out of the mountain!
Thunder exploded, bringing up a puff of smoke. The bamboo grove in the distance was charred black, and a few bamboos were covered with sparks and choking smoke.
It's done! Wang Wenwen looked at the Duolan Sword in his hand incredulously, and then looked at the old Taoist priest of Guanshan on the steps.
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, then turned around and walked back to the house with his coat on.
Success came too suddenly, Wang Wenwen ran up to check the situation in the bamboo forest, more than ten bamboos were knocked down, and the slashes were all scorched black, and a little spark burned the last trace of bamboo green on the bamboo.
"It seems to be working pretty well. Wang Wenwen finally smiled, it was indeed not easy.
Fortunately, a sentence from the old Taoist priest made him realize that he was indeed in a hurry. Then you only need to be proficient in this way of operation, and then substitute the sword gang and wind sword momentum that you are most familiar with into the sword moves.