Chapter 211: Blood is required to kill
The Tiger God Sect's face was pale, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That's right, everyone is their own master, and I have no complaints if I die." ”
The young literati glanced at the Tiger God Sect, and then said with a sneer: "You guys also have a bit of energy. Four palms are already one palm, and you still owe me three palms. Look at it, this second palm, cut off your left arm. After saying that, the figure flashed, the Tiger God Sect waved his palm, the two palms intersected, and with a "click", the Tiger God Sect took three steps back, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his left arm hung down softly. The Tiger God Sect's body flickered, and suddenly he raised his chest and raised his head, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and said with a long smile: "Good palm technique." ”
The literati showed a look of surprise on his face, looked at him fixedly for a while, and then nodded and said, "Good man, I won't humiliate you." Two palms remaining, and one palm. ”
The Tiger God Sect smiled indifferently and said, "No thanks." ”
The literati saw that he was talking calmly and that he had the upper hand, but he was even more depressed in his heart, and he couldn't help but snort angrily and shouted: "Look at it! This palm will break your neck." Qi condensed his palms, and before he could make a move, he suddenly heard a sharp shout, and a cold air came from behind. The literati withdrew his hand, swept away Lu Xuanying's palm, and frowned: "I don't do anything with women!"
Lu Xuanying gritted her teeth, didn't say a word, unfolded the "Nine Ice Xuanbing", and brushed it three times. The literati dissolved it with one hand, and it was dismantled to more than ten moves, and he felt slightly impatient, and said loudly: "In the next time, the girl will force each other again, and I will be polite." ”
Lu Xuanying saw that he was blocking his own attack with one hand, and his heart was cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You hurt Li Qian, I have to kill you." "Just look at Lu Xuanying's palm technique turning fast, like a mad demon. The literati saw that her eyes were full of tears, like a madness, and her heart was in a mess for no reason, but she was snatched by Lu Xuanying, and swept her face with one palm, and the cold was pressing.
The literati shuddered, and secretly said in his heart: "It's me who is confused, and killing that god clan is the right thing." Then the literati's face sank, and he shouted, "Offended!" After saying that, he saw that the literati's left fist was shaking, unloading his palm, and his right hand was like electricity, hitting her chest.
At this time, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Stop" The literati's heart couldn't help but be shocked, and his fingers were slightly slower. Lu Xuanying took the opportunity to escape backwards, and when she looked back, Li Qian was standing in front of the door wet, and couldn't help but be surprised, and blurted out: "Little pervert, you're not dead?"
Li Qian then smiled and said, "I'm really dead, do you want me?"
Lu Xuanying's face turned red and scolded: "The ghost misses you." His mouth scolded, but his eyes were full of smiles. When the literati saw the two of them flirting and scolding, his heart was sour, and the literati couldn't help but shout angrily and pounced.
Lu Xuanying was startled and shouted, "Li Qian, run!"
When the literati heard this, they didn't know why, but they felt that their chests were blocked, and they gritted their teeth and said, "Can you run?"
Li Qian turned around and left, and the literati followed, and the two fell together, approaching the stern. The literati were afraid that he would jump into the water to escape, so he jumped into the air and grabbed him with his head. Li Qian only felt that the wind above his head was fierce, his head was lowered, and he threw himself close to the ground, and he tripped over the rope on the ground without paying attention. Seven or eight ropes circled and bound him firmly. Li Qianben intended to quote the writer into an institution, and he didn't want to make mistakes in the chaos, so he actually cocooned himself, not to mention the depression in his heart.
The literati saw Li Qian falling, his body sank, and he was about to fall, when he suddenly heard an endless sound of fluttering, and more than ten sharp winds came from behind. He was taken aback, let go of Li Qian, swept down several feather arrows with his backhand, and in a hurry he couldn't dodge, and was hit by an arrow in the thigh. The literati was in pain, roared angrily, swept away from the corner of his eyes, and Li Qian was bound to a rope and was rolling desperately on the ground. He endured the arrow wound, turned over and landed, and just wanted to catch Li Qian. As soon as his feet touched the ground, the wind behind him rose again, and when he looked sideways, a huge stick swept like lightning.
"God cries and ghosts howl three dangers", one is a rope sleeve, the second is a sharp arrow, and the third is a giant stick. This stick was pulled by Li Qian's whole body, and it came extremely quickly, and the literati were old, only to feel a shock in their hearts, and suddenly the Venus in front of them burst into chaos, and a somersault was planted in mid-air, and he fell into the river with a "bang". Li Qian got out by luck, moved his sword to cut the rope, and when he saw Lu Xuanying coming, he shouted: "Xuanying, pull the sail." ”
With that, Li Qian turned around and rocked the oar, urging the boat to move forward. The ship took advantage of the wind, made two turns, and flew as if it was heading downstream. The literati was swept by a huge stick, his chest was suffocated, and after drinking several sips of water, he couldn't breathe, and couldn't help but shout: "Spring sleep...... Chunmian ......" The little boy heard the sound, hurriedly set up a boat to meet him, and pulled him to the boat. When the literati looked at the big ship from afar, they were very angry and hurriedly called the boatmen to chase after them. Who knew that the boatman was just about to swing the rudder, when he suddenly heard a "click", the boat broke in the center, and the three people on the boat staggered, like dumplings in the pot, and fell into the water one after another.
The literati was quick-eyed, holding half of the hull of the ship with one hand, and grabbing the boy with the other, and carefully examining the broken hole of the ship, but it was very neat, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade in advance. As soon as the literati thought about it, it suddenly dawned on him that Li Qian had made a bitter trick, deliberately let him fall into the river, followed him to the bottom of the boat, and used his sword to cut the plank of the boat into pieces.
Li Qian's calculation was accurate, and the gap cut was just enough to bear the weight of two people, and as soon as the literati got on the boat, the boat couldn't bear it, and it was broken in half when he boarded. The boatman was proficient in water, and swam to the river bank by himself, and the literati hugged a section of the cabin, and the spring sleep was heavy and floating, and he was extremely annoyed in his heart: "I knew this, I took the soul soldiers with me, one sword and one sword, and killed everything." ”
When the literati thought of this, Lu Xuanying's figure flashed in his mind again, and his heart was slightly confused, and he said secretly: "She is a woman, how can I do anything to her? Wait until I kill those two wicked people, and then reason with her, so that she can understand her lost way and understand my hard work." ”
Li Qian swung the rudder and swayed the oars, traveled a ride, leaned the boat against Jiangbei, and said to the other two: "That sour ding will not die." The waterway is too slow, so it's better to go by land. ”
The Tiger God Sect smiled, and then said, "When I arrived in the Wild North, I went to the North alone, so as not to involve the two of you. ”
Lu Xuanying glanced at him and said coldly: "If you talk big, you have shed so much blood, can you support it?"
The wound of the Tiger God Sect burst twice, he lost a lot of blood, his lips were white, and when he heard this, he waved his hand and smiled: "The tiger is as strong as a cow and a horse, and he can't die of injury at this point." The Tiger God Sect barely supported two steps, but his steps were vague and swaying.
Li Qianda frowned and said, "We have nothing to do, let's send you to the north." ”
Lu Xuanying sneered and said slowly: "Little pervert, what is this called: to save people, you must save ......"
Li Qian didn't wait for Lu Xuanying to finish speaking, and then said with a smile: "You need to see blood to kill." ”