Chapter Forty-Nine: The Golden Trident
"Who are these three?" Liu Mengde said as he looked at the crystal ball in front of him and frowned slightly.
There were two young men standing next to him, but neither of them spoke, but their brows were all furrowed, because neither of them expected that these three people, three people of great strength, would suddenly appear.
The three men joined in and turned the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.
Sikong Yu and the three of them were like seagulls flying in a storm, and their speed was fast.
"How far are we? Situ Yun said.
"It's right ahead. Sikong Yu said.
At this time, an old man with crutches on his back suddenly appeared, and the old man poked the crutches to the ground, and suddenly Sikong Yu and they felt a force of gravity, and their bodies that were flying in the air had to fall.
The old man said: "You little dolls are really capable, my old man is ashamed of himself." ”
The old man was the same old man who fought against Li Chengfeng last time.
But at this moment, the old man's strength is obviously much stronger than when Li Chengfeng fought.
The corners of the old man's mouth were smiling, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.
Sikong Yu said: "Old man, please let me go." ”
The old man said, "I'm sorry, old man, I can't get out of the way." ”
Saying that, the old man had already flown out, and the crutches in his hand were like a gun, sweeping towards Sikong Yu and them.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang, but it was not Sikong Yu who blocked the old man's blow, but Situ Chong.
Situ Chong held a knife in his hand to block the old man's crutches.
Situ Chong said: "Old man, you don't look like you have bad legs and feet. ”
Situ Chong shouted again: "Sikong Yu, you go first, it's enough for me to have one here." ”
Situ Yun patted Sikong Yu on the shoulder and said, "Let's go." ”
Sikong Yu said: "Be careful yourself. ”
And then they were gone.
The old man said: "It's a good thing for a little doll to be confident, but it's not a good thing to be too confident." ”
As he spoke, the old man stepped back sharply, then flew up, and then slashed down.
This split is by no means a casual split, but a split with majestic true qi.
This group of Situ Chong, who had suppressed it, knelt down with his legs.
Situ Chong's eyes showed a look of shock, but what he didn't know was that the old man was even more shocked now. Even if he is at the peak of Wuzun, he can't stand this blow, and he will definitely die if he receives this blow. But this young man blocked it with a knife.
The old man thought to himself, "Could it be that this little doll is already in the realm of the Martial Emperor." ”
The old man just had this idea in his heart, but he immediately dispelled it, he had just reached the realm of the Martial Emperor, if this little doll was in the realm of the Martial Emperor, then it would be okay.
If he wasn't in the Martial Emperor Realm, then how could he block this blow. The only answer was a knife in his hand.
At this time, Situ Chong's body leaned back, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that Situ Chong, a person who practiced hard kung fu, would have such a soft body.
He leaned back, his feet spewed out of his true qi, and he moved forward in an extremely strange posture, at this time he suddenly swung out a knife, supported the ground with one hand, and the true qi in his palm surged, Situ Chong shot into the air like a rocket, and at the same time, the old man also retreated suddenly, the cold light of the knife was really fast, it was really sharp.
He wasn't completely sure he could block the knife.
Situ Chong had already fallen to the ground at this time, holding the knife in his hand, his eyes full of confidence.
At this time, the old man's expression had become serious, and there was respect in his eyes, but more of a killing intent.
The old man said, "Your knife is good. ”
Situ Chong smiled: "Your crutches are not bad. ”
When he said the word "good", his knife suddenly struck, and the speed was extremely fast.
The old man took two steps back, put his crutches on his chest horizontally, and only heard the sound of "bang la la", and the old man forced him to take two steps back with the strength of Situ Chong before stopping.
At this time, sweat was already on the old man's face.
The old man smiled: "Yes, it's been a long time since I've had such a hearty battle. ”
The old man said that with a slight force on the palm of his hand, the crutches were broken, to be precise, the surface of the crutches was broken.
What was revealed was a trident, a golden trident.
Situ Chong's pupils were contracting, and he said, "You are the golden trident, Yang Zhengfeng." ”
The old man said: "Little doll, you really have eyesight, and you actually know the name of my golden trident Yang Zhengfeng." ”
When Yang Zhengfeng said the word "gold", he had already made a move, his speed was much faster than before, and his true qi was much stronger than the original.
It was only at this time that Situ Chong knew that this old man had been preserving his strength, why did he want to preserve his strength, was it because he didn't want to be too conspicuous, the name Yang Zhengfeng resounded throughout the Tianyuan Continent forty years ago.
It is rumored that he has killed more than 130 people in total, and the most rumored is that he was already at the peak of the samurai at the age of twelve, that is, at the age of twelve, he had already killed the swordsman who had been famous for thirty years, and Xie Tianhui, who was already at the peak of the martial arts at that time.
However, when he was thirty years old, he went to challenge the Firmament Sword of Firmament Mountain, and was eventually killed by the Firmament Sword.
At this time, Situ Chong had already been defeated and retreated, and Situ Chong only knew desperate Chong when he fought like his name. But now he didn't dare to rush. Because he knew that as long as he rushed at that Yang Zhengfeng, he must be very happy, because as long as he rushed, his golden trident would definitely be able to penetrate his chest.
At this time, Situ Chong was already out of breath, and his head was covered with beads of sweat like raindrops.
On the other hand, Yang Zhengfeng at this moment, he was not tired, and the trident in his hand was stabbing faster and faster, and the stabbing became more and more fierce. It was as if he was ten years younger.
Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and a person flew by, and the sword blade pointed directly at Yang Zhengfeng's throat.
Yang Zhengfeng also sensed this sword light, and he suddenly retracted the trident, and then swept it up.
The man hurriedly changed his sword style and blocked the cold light of the trident with a sword light.
That swordsman had already landed, and he was none other than the whirlwind sword Li Chengfeng.
At this time, Liu Mengde was drinking tea, and he was drinking tea while watching the scene of the battle in the crystal ball.
He asked the person standing next to him, "Do you think Yang Zhengfeng can be bigger than the two of them alone?"
At this time, standing next to Liu Mengde was a young man, who was dressed in simple and unpretentious white clothes. But his standing posture was extremely noble, as if the emperor in the dragon robe was not as noble as him.
The boy said, "One of them can do it, and two of them have difficulties." ”
Liu Mengde said: "Then should I send someone to help him?"
The boy said, "Don't." ”
Liu Mengde took a sip of tea and was not very surprised by the young man's answer.
But he still asked, "Why don't you help?"
The young man said: "When a person faces life and death, he will always show strength and courage that is difficult to show in ordinary times, and when he is about to die, we are helping to save him, he must be grateful to the sect master, and he will definitely be even more desperate for the sect master in the future." ”
Liu Mengde looked at the young man and smiled, "Your idea is good. ”
Li Chengfeng said: "Let's go together." ”
Situ Chong said, "Okay." ”
As soon as the word "good" came out, they had already made a move.
Both of them shot quickly and fiercely.
But Yang Zhengfeng's speed is not slow, and the best choice is to escape from the joint efforts of these two people.
But Yang Zhengfeng didn't run away, he chose to rush towards these two people, his eyes were full of excitement.
He swept first, then stabbed.
Sweeping and stabbing are the most basic things, and every ordinary soldier will do.
But when it comes to his use, it becomes completely different. He didn't seem to be alone at the moment.
Situ Chong and Li Chengfeng also fought more and more hard, and the two of them didn't seem to be facing one person, as if they were two people with four hands.
Liu Mengde, who was drinking tea at this time, was also stunned, he never thought that this old man named Yang Zhengfeng had such a powerful strength and such a terrifying speed.
At this time, Li Chengfeng was already a little physically exhausted, but Yang Zhengfeng did not have any fatigue.
Situ Chong said: "You rest first, I'll block it first." ”
Li Chengfeng didn't refuse, just sat cross-legged and breathed.
While pranayama, he remembered the words given to him by his first master when he first learned swords-
"The sword should be fast, and it should be strange. ”
At this time, Situ Chong was already a little unable to catch it, he was sweating like rain, and his hands holding the knife were sore.
Hearing the sound of "dang!", the knife in his hand was actually hit and flew out.
Situ Chong took a dozen steps back.
Yang Zhengfeng's trident stabbed like a bullet from a gun.
Suddenly, Yang Zhengfeng didn't move, and the trident was only a few millimeters away from the tip of Situ Chong's nose.
But Yang Zhengfeng had already inserted a sword in his chest, red blood flowed out of his chest, and the sword was inserted from behind.
At this time, Yang Zhengfeng's eyes were prominent, as if he didn't believe that there was such a fast sword in the world, as if he didn't believe that he would die.
Who would have believed that there was such a fast sword in the world if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.
Situ Chong turned his head, and Li Chengfeng stood behind him, one hand raised his palm downward, but his sword had already penetrated Yang Zhengfeng's chest.
Liu Mengde said: "Do you think the current Yang Zhengfeng is still alive?"
The boy said, "I can't live." ”
Liu Mengde said: "Do you remember what you said?"
The boy said, "Yes." ”
Liu Mengde said: "What now?"
The boy said, "I'll go." ”
Liu Mengde said: "No, you can't go now." ”
Liu Mengde gently put his finger on the crystal ball, and green gas immediately appeared in the crystal ball. Slowly spread throughout the crystal ball.
Liu Mengde looked at the gas spreading in the crystal ball and smiled, as if admiring a work of art.
Sikong Yu: "Quick, everyone seal their acupoints, this gas is poisonous." ”
When Sikong Yu said this, everyone frowned, but no one sealed their acupoints, everyone took out a white porcelain bottle, poured a round green pill from the porcelain bottle and ate it.
Sima Miaoyin threw the porcelain bottle to Sikong Yu and said, "You also take one, this pill can ensure that you will not be poisoned within two hours." ”
Sima Miaoyin said, and didn't forget to give Sikong Yu a bright smile.