Chapter 15 The Wind and Thunder in the Rivers and Lakes, the Weapon Spectrum Shows Four

Seeing that Zhang Chunde didn't answer his words, Cha Meng felt that he was being despised . The www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion was a little angry, and said, "What do you think of my golden knife compared to your broken knife? Can you kill a dog?"

Zhang Chunde said with a smile: "The remnant knife is long gone, and I am using the Mo knife now." Whether you want to kill someone or kill a dog, I'm not interested, several sons of my family have something to do, and I can't delay. If you're all right, go away, and don't disturb my sons' schedule. ”

Cha Meng seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, laughed loudly, and said to the three people who were walking behind him: "He said let's not disturb the itinerary of those rabbit masters over there, do you think I should kneel down and apologize, and then offer countless gold and silver and ask them to leave?"

A few people over there walked over slowly.

The fast swordsman Ning smiled: "People are noble sons, not mountain kings, so they must not ask for your gold and silver." ”

The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa said, "You like to be cheap." ”

Nether Yaksha said, "None of the people who saw us kill here lived, and none of the people we were going to kill lived. ”

Li Le muttered in a low voice: "What a familiar routine, first arrogant and domineering, and then it should be handed over to make people smack? Is this a routine?"

Tie Chuanjia's temper is very hot, and when he saw that these people were crazy, he couldn't help it for a long time. At this time, I heard these people scolding the sons of "Rabbit Master and Little Princess", where do you care about those. Hold your arms, run your whole body, bend your legs slightly, and exert yourself violently. It was as if there were springs on the vertebrae, and it jumped up more than two feet high like a coquettish flea with solid bouncing power. pulled out a full arc of parabola, passed over Zhang Chunde's head, and inserted directly between Zhang Chunde and Cha Meng. When it landed, there was a muffled sound, like a meteor from outside the sky slamming into the earth, and the whole ground was smashed into a crater.

This move really startled the four people, and Cha Meng involuntarily took a step back. The other three also stopped, all on guard.

After Tie Chuanjia landed, he still hugged his arms, pulled his legs out of the pit, and said to Zhang Chunde: "Leave it to me, you go back and rest." ”

Zhang Chunde complained: "If you want to fight, say it early, don't go back to my head." ”

Obviously, this is not the first time that such a demonstration has been made.

As he spoke, Zhang Chunde put away the Da Mo knife and retreated not far away, giving Tie Chuanjia a sweep. His demeanor was relaxed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was not worried about Tie Chuanjia at all.

Zha Meng tightened the golden knife in his hand, his eyes were like lightning, he stared at the giant man in front of him, and asked, "What do you call Your Excellency?"

Tie Chuanjia didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically, "The knife in your hand is sharp?"

Cha Meng raised his chin proudly and said, "It's enough to kill you." ”

Tie Chuanjia smiled: "Oh? Then you try." ”

There were no more superfluous words, Cha Meng burst into tears, the golden knife was raised high, brilliant, and slashed at the face of Tie Chuanjia. But Tie Chuanjia didn't hide, and still stood steadily. Cha Meng thought that he was stupefied by his sudden move, and secretly liked it. When the golden knife slashed at Tie Chuanjia's face with a thunderbolt-like momentum, Cha Meng was overjoyed and said secretly: "This person is here to send him to death...... but before this joy could spread rapidly, he was completely frightened. Because the blade slashed on Tie Chuanjia's face, there was a sound of gold and iron, not only did the knife edge not cut in half a minute, it seemed that even the skin had not been broken, and the smile on Tie Chuanjia's face had never changed.

It was only in this short period of time that Cha Meng shouted twice, the first of which was used to make a strong voice when slashing at Tie Chuanjia. The second sound was frightened after slashing the iron armor. The golden knife in his hand almost fell off, and he took seven or eight steps back. It happened to be in the same place as the other three.

The three of them were also frightened, and their expressions were not much better than those of Cha Meng. They know very well how powerful Cha Meng's knife is, even if it is an iron kung fu such as the Thirteen Taibao and the Golden Bell Jar, they are afraid that they will be split in half under this knife, and the corpse will be on the spot. But this giant man didn't move at all, which is too unbelievable.

Tie Chuanjia smiled: "It's my turn." ”

As soon as the three words landed, they pounced on the sheep like a tiger, stretched out their big hands, and slapped directly at the golden lion Cha Meng. Cha Meng was frightened, and there was a flurry of knives, and his mouth shouted: "Come and help......"

The other three did not hesitate and directly helped. The thousand-handed Rakshasa flicked his sleeves, and a bunch of unknown hidden weapons hit Tie Chuanjia's body, clanging, but none of them could break through half an inch of Tie Chuanjia's body, just like hitting a statue poured in copper cast iron, all of them were bounced out.

The fast swordsman Ning smiled and shouted: "He is practicing the iron cloth shirt! Attack him in the next three ways!" While speaking, his hand was not idle, and the tip of the sword stabbed directly between the legs of Tie Chuanjia. Ning Xiao thought he had succeeded, but he didn't want to rebound after the stab, and his arm was numb.

Tie Chuanjia sneered: "Lao Tzu has also practiced iron trousers fork......"

Nether Yaksha watched the attack of the three of them, knowing that even if the four of them worked together, they might not be the opponent of this iron man, and his eyes moved slightly, and he locked on Li Bebei's side, who was protected by layers of guards. So his figure turned, broke away from the battlefield, and bypassed Zhang Chunde, who was sweeping the formation. Wandering like a ghost, in a few ups and downs, he had already pounced on Li Le and Li Bebei, who were protected by a large group of guards, wanting to take them as hostages in order to find a chance to escape.

But he didn't want to, just as he was about to get closer, his body fell in free fall and fell from mid-air. Due to inertia, after his body fell to the ground, he plowed forward about a meter before stopping. Immediately, a cloud of crimson blood spread from under his jaw, staining the ground a miserable red.

There was a knife stuck in his throat silently, a throwing knife!

Li Xunhuan's knife!

Xiao Li Flying Knife!

No one knows how he made the shot, or where the throwing knife was before he made it. No one can see the trajectory of the knife when it is shot. Anyway, Netheryaksha just died, and he didn't know why he died suddenly.

When Li Le saw clearly the throwing knife nailed to the throat of the Nether Yaksha, he was taken aback. He had no idea why the knife had somehow appeared on Netheryasha's neck. I don't even understand when the throwing knife appeared on Netheryasha's neck. Immediately afterwards, he thought of something, and suddenly looked up at Li Xunhuan, who was still a long distance away from this side and was still watching the battle calmly. Swallowing deeply, thinking that he was hallucinating, he turned his gaze to the flying knife at Netheryasha's throat as if he was uncertain, and when his gaze stayed for a short time, he looked at Li Xunhuan again. So his eyes wandered back and forth between the flying knife and Li Xunhuan, and finally seemed to be finally confirmed. I couldn't help but say, "I'...... !"

The sudden fall of the Nethernaksha poses a great threat to the battlefield over there. The three people besieging Tiechuan Armor suddenly lost their bearings. Seeing that the Netheryasha died silently, he shouted in great panic: "Who is ......, who is ......?" The voice was hysterical, and he still didn't understand why the Netheryaksha suddenly fell from mid-air.

Ning laughed and shouted: "There is a master here on the left and right, isn't the old cripple coming to help?" The first sentence he was reminding his partner, and the latter was calling the old man.

But the old man didn't make any move, and still stood there. Neither forward nor backward. No, to be precise, the old man's body leaned back slightly, and his front feet used a little force. This position is more conducive to escaping......

At this time, Tie Chuanjia's hand had already grasped Cha Meng's wrist, his arm was pulled back, and his feet were not idle, his toes kicked directly on Cha Meng's face-bone, the bones clicked, and his leg was broken. At the same time, Tie Chuanjia used his right hand to pull Cha Meng's wrist, and with a laugh, Cha Meng's entire arm was torn off. Although Iron Chuan Armor has a fiery temper, he is not a tyrannical person. In normal times, it would make him incapacitated at most. At this time, he was so cruel to Cha Meng, and he was completely angry with his sentence "Rabbit Master Little Minister".

Blood is everywhere.

To describe it in literature and art, it is: like the spotted plum blossoms blown up by the sudden wind, falling little by little, blooming under the clear sky, and placed on the earth.

The vulgar way of saying is: blood spurted all over the ground.

Ahh

At the moment when Tie Chuanjia tore off Cha Meng's arm, Ning Xiao's sword also arrived, stabbing directly at the back of Tie Chuanjia's head, but it seemed to be stabbed on the steel plate, and it didn't go in for half a minute. Tie Chuanjia turned around, grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed Ning Xiao's head head-on, as if he was grasping a small leather ball.

Frightened, Ning laughed and screamed.

Li Le, who was watching the battle over there, had no doubt that as long as Tie Chuanjia exerted a little force, Ning Xiao's head would be pinched and exploded.

The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa is a clever man, and when he sees that the situation is not good, he immediately tiptoes to the ground, leaving the battlefield, and preparing to flee.

However, when she was just about to run away, Zhang Chunde's knife had unknowingly put on her neck, and Sen Sen sneered: "It's better not to move, no matter how beautiful a beauty's head falls off, it won't look good." ”

The battle seemed to be over, and Li Le found that Li Bebei, who was beside him, seemed to be relieved.

Tie Chuanjia grabbed Ning Xiao's face door with one hand, and Cha Meng with the other, and walked back with Zhang Chunde and the thousand-handed rakshasa together.

But the old man still didn't move, he still stood there. He looked very funny, as if he wanted to escape, but he seemed to be a little unwilling, and he seemed to be afraid of something. As a result, all kinds of tangled expressions appeared on his face.

Seeing that the situation had subsided, Li Xunhuan nodded, and stopped paying attention. smiled and said to the old man: "Mr. Yu Er is here, Li has lost his welcome, and I hope you don't be surprised if you are rude." "The tone is gentle, without the slightest bit of fireworks.

Hearing Li Xunhuan say this, Mr. Yu Er seemed to be relieved, and said calmly: "Sure enough, it's you, I'll just say, you can let the remnant knife be a guard, and Tie Jingang be a servant, how many people in the world can have such a big face? These fools don't even know who their opponents are, so they dare to do it." He deserved to die. As he spoke, he let out a long breath, his expression was extremely complicated, and he said slowly: "The Weapon Spectrum ranks third, Xiao Li Flying Knife, and there is no false hair." Tanhualang Li Xunhuan really lives up to his reputation. Yu Er's crutches took ......"

Li Xunhuan smiled and took out a flying knife, held it in his hand, turned it back and forth on his fingers, and said: "What is the weapon spectrum, Li really doesn't know, as for the flying knife, the first knife can be used without a false shot, and the second knife is much worse." Do you want to try it?"

Seeing Li Xunhuan take out a flying knife, Yu Er's crutches were like cats that had been stepped on by the tail, and turned around and fled with a scream. The escape was very embarrassing, and it was clear that he was frightened.

Li Xunhuan laughed and put away the flying knife.