Chapter 12: Defeated Blue Wings
Chapter 12: Defeated Blue Wings
In the back garden of Huoyun Mansion, alone in the cold night, facing hundreds of guards in Huoyun Mansion, the eldest prince Mu Lin, a mysterious old man in Tsing Yi, but he was not afraid at all, after sixteen years, he finally came to the enemy's house with the strongest posture and told them that some things could not be done wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Just when the two sides were confronting, the Taoist in Tsing Yi stroked his beard on his face and said, "I don't know how the little brother listens to the poor Tao?" ’
The cold night was murderous, and he stuck the halberd upside down on the ground and asked, 'Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to speak for the Huoyun Mansion?' ’
The Taoist in Tsing Yi put his hands behind his back and said, "Poor Dao is the sworn brother of Huoyun King Mu Yan, and the rivers and lakes all call Poor Dao the Qingyi Dao Chief, I don't know if I am qualified?" ’
Han Ye sneered and said, "It turned out to be the Qingyi Daoist, but the Taoist priest should ask for immortality on the mountain, and go down the mountain to participate in worldly things so hastily, and he is not afraid of being killed?" ’
Qingyi didn't expect Han Ye to speak so hard, smiled a little terrifyingly, and said, "This is not bothering the little brother to worry about, you have killed the third of the six sons of the Mu family, no matter what hatred there is, it is time to leave, I am in charge, how about the grudge between Huoyun Mansion and you to write off?" ’
The cold night laughed, laughed unscrupulously, and said loudly, "You fart, back then, my Nie family had hundreds of people, and they were all killed by Huoyun Mansion overnight, and now they casually killed the life of your Huoyun Mansion's native chickens and dogs, so I want to write it off and let your grandmother's fart go, today, if you don't extinguish the Fire Cloud Mansion, I swear not to be a person in the cold night, make a move." ’
Qingyi sighed and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao misses that you are young and wants to save your life, but if you are bent on death, then you will die." ’
The guards of Huoyun Mansion and Mu Lin all retreated, leaving enough space for the two to fight, the moon was shining in the sky, and the wind in the courtyard was fading, and everything seemed to be preparing for this battle.
A vicious battle is about to break out.
The first to attack was Cold Night, who was young and firmly believed that the best defense was offense, and he hadn't learned to defend in the past sixteen years, and he didn't have the word defense in his dictionary.
The cold night runs the word formula, holding the halberd in both hands and stabbing in front of the halberd, this thorn is as fast as lightning, ordinary people are afraid that they have not seen it clearly, they will be stabbed, but Qingyi is not an ordinary person, the only place where he is not as good as the cold night is that he is older, and the combat instinct is twice as good as the cold night, I saw him flash to the left, a wave of the spear, and point to the cold night waist eye, the cold night line word trick runs again, stride back, the speed of the green wing suddenly becomes faster, the distance between the spear and the cold night remains the same, and the pace of the cold night retreats forward.
Han Ye frowned, took a few steps back and roared, waved the halberd with one hand, the halberd leaf swept away the tip of the gun in front of him, quickly kicked out, kicked at the neck of Qingyi's foot, Qingyi jumped up on the spot, dodged this kick, but could no longer dodge Hanye's next stab, ding, the halberd leaf was stabbing on the barrel of the gun, Qingyi flew back under the force, and Hanye did not pursue.
In the first round of temptation, Han Ye and Qingyi both knew each other's difficulties, this round of attacks did not have a hard encounter, but it was still very dangerous, the two seemed to be separated by a touch, but in fact, they hid life and death.
Qingyi shook the spear with one hand, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect the little donor's line of words to be on par with the poor road, although the line of words is widely circulated on the road, but the real eye-catching is still very few, the poor road of the word recipe from a deep mountain ancient cave, can be included in the yellow level, I don't know where the little donor's line of words come from?" ’
How can you ask this unrelated question when fighting life and death, Han Ye didn't believe that Qing Yi was trying to delay time, that was for other purposes, his eyes grunted a few times, and Han Ye knew Qing Yi's abacus, and after testing his skills, Qing Yi came to test his origin.
He didn't debunk it in the cold night, and said, "Naturally, I am my master, and my master thinks that my qualifications are stupid, and he only passes on my Huangjie Xing Formula." ’
After hearing this, Qingyi hurriedly asked, "Who is your master?" ’
The cold night suddenly made a move, and the halberd force slashed down Huashan, and the half-moon-shaped halberd leaf was aimed at Qingyi's neck, whistling and chopping it, and scolding in his mouth, "It's your grandmother." ’
Qingyi's face was cold and scary, looking at the cold night was like looking at a dead man, and he didn't bother to speak, and the spear was like an antelope hanging on its horns without a trace, and it was fatal.
The cold night halberd waving up and down, sometimes tricky and weird, sometimes wide open and close, in the face of the attack of the blue wing's storm, the cold night calmly responded, in addition to the halberd, all parts of the body can also attack at any time, often the green wing is about to stab the cold night, and the strange tricks of the cold night make him out of danger.
After fighting for a while, I didn't feel anything about the cold night, but Qingyi couldn't stand it, after all, the age was there, Qingyi's breath seemed a little short, and after a false move, he jumped out of the circle.
Cold Night didn't pursue, just looked at Qingyi quietly, although Qingyi lost to himself in melee combat, it doesn't mean that he will lose in refining qi, and what Cold Night is worried about is Qingyi's refining qi.
Qingyi seemed to have made a lot of determination, slapped his backhand to his chest, and forced out a mouthful of blood, which seemed to be suspended in the air by some kind of force, Qingyi waved a spear, wrote with a gun, and drew a straight line in the air with blood as ink, and then overlapped the spear with that straight line, and the two palms were put together, forming an obscure handprint, and said, "Dragon snake arrow, kill." ’
After speaking, the spear that fused with the blood-colored straight line shook up, and then shot like a bullet towards the cold night, the cold night was already prepared, and the refining qi roared from the dantian to the palm, the cold Huangquan halberd became hot, the cold night was expressionless, and the halberd was waved horizontally with both hands, and said, 'A cut of the yellow spring', after speaking, the halberd left a half-moon-shaped yellow light blade in the air, and the light blade collided with Qingyi's spear without stopping.
With the strange sound coming out, Qingyi's spear shattered like a mirror, and the light blade of the cold night became more and more dim, and finally the spear was broken in half, and when the blood line disappeared, the light blade of the cold night also dissipated with heaven and earth.
Qingyi's face turned pale, he endured it and still spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were full of angry flames, and he walked towards Qingyi step by step in the cold night, and the tip of the halberd scraped the ground, leaving only a fleeting spark and a long scratch.
Qingyi wiped the blood from his mouth, flew back a few steps, and then half-squatted on the ground, the wide robe blocked Qingyi's legs and feet, and then the handprints flew over, and finally let out a loud shout, the half-squatting figure on the ground suddenly jumped into the air, as if someone was holding him, floating in the air, about thirty feet above the ground, and floating so quietly without any force.
The cold night was also quietly looking at the green wings floating in the air, and all he heard was the discussion of the guards of the Huoyun Mansion.
"I'll go, the Dao Master can fly, it's really a god, it is said that the Qi Refiner can only fly when he gets the psychic realm." ’
"This is really immortal my Huoyun Mansion, just now I was really scared to death Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu thought it was 、、、'
Why, I don't want to think about who the Taoist is, how can King Mu's brother be compared to this hairy boy. ’
Cold Night's eyes are still staring at Qingyi hanging in the air, there are only two people in the field who didn't speak, one is Cold Night, the other is Qingyi, Cold Night doesn't speak because no one tells him, and Qingyi doesn't speak at this moment It seems a little unbelievable, it stands to reason that he should be intimidated, appeased, or provoked now, but just holding it back, Cold Night feels a little weird.
Han Ye slowly walked to the direction where Qing Yi was located with doubts, but Qing Yi went around the courtyard for half a circle and then came to the people of Huoyun Mansion behind Han Ye, giving people the feeling that they were going to protect the people of Huoyun Mansion, at this time the guards of Huoyun Mansion who did not understand the truth also burst out with the joy of victory, Han Ye was even more puzzled, turned around and approached Qing Yi again, at this time Qing Yi circled in the courtyard again, leaving the guards of Huoyun Mansion, but this time Han Ye did not turn around, and went straight into the crowd, first three moves to split Mu Lin, Then it was like a tiger jumping into a flock of sheep, and he couldn't find an enemy at all, but no matter how he killed it in the cold night, Qingyi was just unmoved, or hung quietly in the air like that, without even blinking his eyes, and his brain was spinning rapidly at this time in the cold night of the killing, thinking about all kinds of abnormalities in Qingyi, he didn't believe that Qingyi would fly now, and the master of the psychic realm could walk on the ground in the air, this was the rule of the Qi Refining Continent itself, and almost no one could break it, but why did Qingyi fly, and he seemed to be very afraid that I would approach him, Is there a connection?
The cold night that was thinking about it inadvertently swept his own shadow, and then looked at the shadow of others, and then looked at the shadow of Qingyi, it stands to reason that Qingyi is hanging in the air, and the shadow should be smaller than ordinary people, but in fact, Qingyi's shadow seems to be bigger than the shadow of Hanye, combined with Qingyi's various abnormalities, Hanye made a bold idea.
With the result, Han Ye increased his strength in his hand, stabbed out a halberd with all his strength, hit a guard's lower abdomen, and then picked it hard, picked it behind him, Han Ye looked at himself secretly, and found that Qingyi was not alert, so he repeated his old trick and flew four guards again, and when the fifth guard was picked off, the halberd in Hanye's hand kept waving, but his eyes were secretly looking at Qingyi.
The fifth guard who had been picked up before happened to fly down on the shadow of the green wing, and the cold night saw the green wing in the sky fall a little, and then slowly moved to the side, so that his shadow left the corpse.
Cold Night will be heartfelt, and use the tail of the halberd to sweep a guard, and the swept guard is not far from the shadow of Qingyi after landing, and Cold Night sighed and shouted, "It's not dead, the master will make it up for you." ’
After saying that, the cold night line word ran and flew in front of the guard, and the halberd stabbed forward, passing through the guard's body, and then castrated unabated, nailing the guard to the ground, and the position of the nail happened to be the shadow of Qingyi.
Because he was covered by the corpse on the halberd, he couldn't see the shadow clearly, he only saw the green wings in the sky falling, and the cold night pulled out the halberd, waved it into the sky, and cut the falling green wings in half, but there was not a drop of blood.
Cold Night took two steps back, watched the shadow on the ground slowly become taller, slowly condensed, and then condensed into the appearance of Qingyi, and praised in his heart, "What a magical martial art, you can actually hide yourself in the shadow."
Qingyi's chest, which was condensed by the shadow, was stained with blood, and he smiled nervously and said, "How did you see through it?" ’
Han Ye smiled as always, smiled so sincerely, like a big child, looking at Han Ye's smile, he couldn't think that the stump and broken arm behind him were his doing, and said, "Everything is too much, you hide from me too bluntly, and you haven't practiced this martial arts yet, otherwise how could you miss the shadow, my eyes are very good, I can see that your shadow is bigger than mine." ’
Qingyi laughed strangely, then coughed violently, coughed up a mouthful of blood before feeling good, and said, "You can see through it, I want to leave, you can't stop me." ’
After refining qi in the cold night, the Huangquan Euphorbia turned into a little brilliance and disappeared, saying, "Anyway, you will definitely not give up killing me, I will wait for you." ’
Qingyi didn't speak, and the handprint flew again, just like last time, and his body flew into the air again, and then flew away into the distance.
Han Ye sat on the ground and began to meditate to recover the refining qi he had just consumed, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart, "Eh, this time it's really a mistake, if you prepare more hard bows, Qingyi will definitely die, and you must be prepared next time, you must be prepared, you have to be prepared by land, sea and air." ’
In the blink of an eye, two hours have passed, the cold night has a long breath, the refining qi in the body is more abundant, and the fourth bronze gate of the dantian that knows oneself has already appeared a little textured, and when the bronze gate is completely formed, it is the cold night that breaks through to the condensation realm, and when the single eye on the gate opens, the ice heart trick will advance again and enter the fourth layer.
Han Ye, who stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and then put his hands behind his back, took square steps, ignoring the corpses on the ground to donate blood, and walked around the Huoyun Mansion one by one, he first found a long sword in the largest bedroom, although it was not as good as the Chishui Sword that had long been lost, but it was definitely better than his giant horse chopping knife, he did not hesitate to hang the sword on his waist, and then continued to wander around, as if the corpses all over the ground were weeds and flowers, as if he could come to kill his own Qingyi at any time is a three-year-old child, It was as if the faceless enforcer in the town was already asleep at this time, as if nothing had happened, as if this Huoyun Mansion was his cold night.
It is precisely because of this that I will eat a supper in the kitchen on a cold night, drink a jar of daughter red in the wine cellar, stuff a lot of silver tickets in the storeroom, change into a clean purple gown in the side room, and search all the rooms except the study, but I found nothing decent, and the most valuable things must have been placed in the study.
At this time, it was dawn in less than two hours, with a sword hanging from his waist in the cold night, holding a chicken leg in one hand and a wine jar in the other, his little face was flushed, very much like a random passage in the chaotic world, looking at the door of the study in front of him, the cold night burped, and then ran the ice heart to evaporate the alcohol in his body, and waited until he was sober enough to push open the door of the study.
He wanted to see what the treasure of Huoyun Mansion was, he wanted to know on what occasion the defeated Qingyi would come out to assassinate him, and he also wanted to know how the story of Three Stone Town would end.
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