Chapter Eighty-Three: The Sword Kicks Up the Dust
85_85898Leng Xingqi's figure, in the dense forest, looks a little blurry, flickering and dancing spots of sunlight, falling on the surface of his clothes, as if falling on a piece of ice, can be refracted, shining on the trunk of the tree is a little bright.
It seems that he is smiling all the time, and the whole person seems to be full of vitality, full of upward and sunshine.
However, if you look closely at the corners of his lips, you will find that his smile is cold, and it is a snow wind that can make people feel through the bones, as if it can make people stiffen.
The sword in Wang Yu's hand was slowly raised, and this young man who came out of the dense forest and had been sneering all the time made him feel a life and death crisis, which was even more terrifying than facing Shi Ba's five-layer cultivation of condensation.
"Six layers of condensation?" Wang Yu stared at him and said coldly, since his divine sense was strong, he had surpassed the divine sense of ordinary monks by a lot, so it was easy to see Leng Xingqi's cultivation.
Leng Xingqi was slightly stunned, and said with a sneer: "Yes, but you look very unusual." ”
Wang Yu smiled, thinking that I have always been very unusual, and what I am in front of me is very unusual.
He stared at Leng Xingqi and said lightly: "Are you here to kill me?" ”
Leng Xingqi was not surprised, the scar on his face twisted and said: "I don't want to come, but there are too many competitors." ”
Wang Yu said: "Not from the Zhang family? ”
Leng Xingqi smiled and said, "What kind of thing is the Zhang family, it's worth my life for them,"
He paused and continued, "But they did ask me to kill you." ”
Wang Yu was silent for a moment before he said slowly: "I should kill them all, so that they won't get into trouble." ”
Leng Xingqi stared at him and said slowly: "Do you regret it now?" ”
Wang Yu raised the Ziyan Sword and pointed at Leng Xingqi and said, "I don't regret it, it's just that I have to kill someone today, otherwise there will be more trouble." ”
Leng Xingqi's gaze moved, and his words became even colder: "Don't be ashamed." ”
As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his hand and waved, and several ice spikes shot out of his hands and shot towards Wang Yu's chest.
Wang Yu placed the Ziyan Sword across his chest, and the speed rotated, forming a defensive circle, blocking all the ice spikes that shot in.
Bang bang bang, three consecutive hard object impacts, the Ziyan Sword blocked the ice spikes that shot in, but the ice thorns were too powerful, Wang Yu was still shocked back a few steps, grabbed the right hand of the Ziyan Sword, slightly numb, and Leng Xingqi counted the ice spikes and shot again.
Wang Yu was taken aback, learned the lesson of the last time, and didn't dare to block these ice spikes again, but jumped and flashed to the side, avoiding the ice front.
Several ice spikes were dodged by Wang Yu, piercing the soil, and stabbing several holes in the ground with a hiss, and then the ground within a range of several zhang was all shrouded in ice and snow, and even the weeds that grew were frozen into ice ballast.
Seeing such a terrifying lethality, Wang Yu's face looked ugly, this Leng Xingqi was even more terrifying than he imagined, it seemed that this sixth layer of condensation qi was really a terrible opponent.
Leng Xingqi stood in place, his steps had never moved, he stared at Wang Yu coldly and said: "It's really not ordinary, the fourth layer of condensation qi, and he can even avoid my ice demon hand twice, he is really an outstanding person." ”
Wang Yu smiled faintly, hearing the praise of others, he naturally felt comfortable, but the praise of Leng Xingqi in front of him made him dare not let down his vigilance, and the Ziyan Sword in his right hand was grasped in his hand, and he could see the blood red in his palm.
Leng Xingqi has always been cold in doing things, and this time he will not be an exception, after saying what he said, the real killing move was reflected.
The hand that had been hidden in his sleeve was revealed at this time, and when he looked at it, it was all ice-colored, crystal clear, like ice, and it could also reflect the scar on his face.
Seeing that it was a pair of ice hands, Wang Yu finally understood what the ice demon hands were, and why did he hear that the sound of ropes in the dense forest turned out to be the sound of two ice hands when they collided.
Revealing the real killing move, Leng Xingqi didn't talk nonsense, and directly shot out more than a dozen ice spikes, the ice spikes shot out of his hand were even sharper and sharper than those just now, and the killing intent contained in them was also more intense.
Wang Yu's eyes showed a cold light, knowing that from now on, it was the real killing move, and the one or two hits just now were just a temptation. In the face of more than a dozen ice spikes that were extremely fast, he knew that he couldn't dodge them no matter what, when he shot out the ice spikes, Leng Xingqi calculated all his retreat directions, as long as he dodged somewhere, then what he met would be Leng Xingqi's hidden killing move.
The Ziyan Sword in his hand had already opened the sword spirit and understood what Wang Yu was thinking now, so Zimang Dasheng, when Wang Yu swung it forward hard, it stung and burst out with a huge sword intent, and more than a dozen ice spikes were drawn out, and the crisis in front of him was solved in an instant.
Leng Xingqi's eyes couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Wang Yu's sword, stared at the sword, and looked at it for a long time before he said: "I really didn't see it, this sword is already psychic, it seems that this time I really didn't come in vain." ”
"Kill you, and the sword is mine!" He smiled coldly, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and the two pairs of ice hands suddenly turned into ice spikes at this moment, and the surrounding range of several zhang was all covered by a stream of ice and snow, and he jumped towards Wang Yu lightly, and it was almost close.
Wang Yu immediately raised the Ziyan Sword and slashed at the coming Leng Xingqi, the sword raised ice chips and slashed at the ice spike in Leng Xingqi's right hand. Leng Xingqi smiled slightly, did not react, and continued to stab Wang Yu's chest with the ice thorn in his left hand, wanting to kill him with one move.
Wang Yu's Ziyan Sword was slashed in Leng Xingqi's right hand, but for his left hand, he didn't have time to defend himself, and as soon as his mind moved, his steps retreated, and at the same time, the other sword in the storage bag, the Qingyue Sword suddenly flew out and grabbed it in his hand, and slashed at Leng Xingqi's left hand.
With a bang, the sword slashed at Leng Xingqi's left hand, and the Qingyue sword, which was as sharp as clay, was like a broken bamboo, directly cutting off Leng Xingqi's left hand, Leng Xingqi shouted, and even endured the pain and kicked Wang Yu in the abdomen with his right leg.
Wang Yu kicked Leng Xingqi's hard foot, his body flew out, fell to the ground, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, this Leng Xingqi is really a murderer, and when his left hand is cut off, he can still counter him, which is really not to be underestimated.
Wang Yu stood up from the ground, staring at Leng Xingqi coldly, the Ziyan Sword and the Qingyue Sword in his hand buzzed and vibrate, and the small sword in the storage bag was even more chilly, ready to strike at any time.
These three psychic sword bodies are Wang Yu's biggest killer moves, and at the same time, the fog demon gun in the storage bag is also a thing that can give people a heavy blow, as long as it is used well, maybe it can seriously injure Leng Xingqi.
Wang Yu, who had a few magic weapons, gave the feather duster blade snatched from Shi Ba's storage bag to Hua Buluo, and the long sword from Lin Huan was also sent out, and at the same time, he also gave a few pills, which made Wang Yu's strength at the moment suddenly decrease a lot.
Leng Xingqi cut off his left hand, he didn't even scream, he glanced at the severed left hand, and smiled coldly at Wang Yu, in the face of this weird smile, Wang Yu's face changed, and he suddenly felt that the abdomen that was kicked by Leng Xingqi just now began to emerge with a coldness, making the abdomen slowly lose consciousness.
Leng Xingqi looked at his shocked face and said, "I didn't expect it to be so powerful on my feet." ”
Wang Yu's face instantly turned pale, and the cold feeling from his abdomen slowly spread from his abdomen and began to envelop the whole province, it is estimated that it will not be long before he will be frozen into an iceman!
Leng Xingqi laughed again and said coldly: "You will all be frozen into an iceman in a while, do you still want to kill me now?" ”
Wang Yu sneered: "Kill, now I am more determined than I was just now." ”
Leng Xingqi smiled and said, "Then try again." ”
Saying that, Wang Yu's body has moved, this time he wants to strike first, he doesn't want to be passive all the time, the Ziyan Sword stabbed forward, and the Qingyue Sword was across his chest, one attack and one defense, which was like a perfect offensive measure.
Leng Xingqi stood in place, his severed left hand suddenly trembled, and he actually regenerated a hand out of thin air, exactly the same as the previous left hand, which was also an ice hand.
He waved his hands at Wang Yu who rushed towards him, and several ice spikes shot out continuously, just like arrows flying out, the speed was like thunder, and the power could pierce people.
Wang Yu's expression was as usual, knowing the strength of Leng Xingqi's ice thorns, so at the same time as the ice spikes were shot, the Ziyan Sword slashed out lightly, swinging out a sword qi, and at the same time, with a strong footstep, he took advantage of the moment of sword qi blocking, dodged the other ice spikes that were shot, and drove to Leng Xingqi's face.
Leng Xingqi's face changed, he already had a general judgment about Wang Yu, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated a little, especially the purple sword.
I didn't expect the psychic long sword to be so powerful, the general psychic sword body, being able to swing a sword qi on its own, is already extraordinary, and the one in front of him can be swung twice, which is really much beyond his expectations.
You must know that a sword can kill people, it is entirely because of the owner of the sword, not the sword itself, how much sword qi can swing, how much can it hurt the enemy, it depends on the owner of the sword, how strong.
Wang Yu's two swings of the sword just now were obviously not issued by him urging the sword, but the sword itself emitted sword qi, this kind of psychic to such an extent that it could swing the sword body several times, making Leng Xingqi's eyes shine.
The sword that Wang Yu stabbed out, purple and generous, came to Leng Xingqi's chest in the blink of an eye, Leng Xingqi stared at the stabbing sword, didn't even look at the owner of the sword, and grabbed the Ziyan sword that stabbed his chest with his right hand, and there was a clang.
Wang Yu felt shocked, and stabbed hard again in his hand, the sword body slashed through Leng Xingqi's right hand, cutting out a piece of ice chips, and the sword body continued to stab at his chest.
Leng Xingqi's right hand was slightly forced, and with a hiss, the Ziyan Sword could no longer advance an inch, stopped at a finger away from his chest, and grabbed Leng Xingqi's hand and vibrated with a buzz.
With such a consequence, Wang Yu had already thought when he grabbed the sword body just now, when the Ziyan Sword stopped, the Qingyue Sword in his left hand stabbed Leng Xingqi's throat like thunder, and one sword was enough to seal his life!
But Leng Xingqi is not a yellow-haired boy, although he only focuses on the Ziyan Sword, but he also does not dare to be careless about the Qingyue Sword, he can cut off the sword in his left hand, no matter what, he will remember.
The Qingyue Sword, which was like thunder, could be described as rain or shine, stabbing straight at Leng Xingqi's throat, but at this moment, Leng Xingqi's left hand was faster than the speed of the Qingyue Sword, if one was a thunderous speed, then the other must be a lightning speed, because lightning was much faster than thunder.
Leng Xingqi's left hand grabbed the Qingyue Sword again, and with a forceful pull, he tore off the sword of the Qingyue Sword, away from his throat, such an arrogant approach, Wang Yu had no strength to be able to resist at all, so he could only think of withdrawing and taking a few steps back.
And when he wanted to draw his sword and retreat, he suddenly found that these two swords couldn't be drawn at all, it turned out that when Leng Xingqi grabbed these two swords, he had already frozen all the swords, and his own left and right hands were frozen together.
Wang Yu's face suddenly became ugly, in this case, his situation is the most dangerous, whether he retreats or insists on drawing his sword hard, this is undoubtedly a test for him, a test of life and death.
If he drove back, it would be equivalent to giving up the two swords, and then he would no longer have a sharp weapon and be unarmed, how could he fight Leng Xingqi? If he didn't retreat, Leng Xingqi could easily penetrate his body when his chest was wide open, and there was no chance of survival, after all, a monk like him who had not yet built a foundation did not yet have a primordial god, as long as the body disappeared, the whole person would die.
Caught in a dilemma, Wang Yu had no choice, and immediately thought about it, the fog demon gun that was ready to be launched appeared in an instant, and the fog demon gun controlled by the divine sense rolled up the mist and steamed, and suddenly flew out of the storage bag, avoiding Leng Xingqi's chest and shooting directly into his right leg.
Leng Xingqi originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill Wang Yu and win the sword, but he didn't expect that Wang Yu actually had other magic weapons, and the power of this fog demon spear that suddenly appeared was still strong, making his face change in an instant.
Leng Xingqi shouted, his right foot stomped fiercely towards the ground, an ice wall rose from the ground, accustomed to the front of his body, the fog demon gun turned slightly, and with a bang, it stabbed into the ice wall and suddenly penetrated, like a sharp thorn through the clouds, and passed through Leng Xingqi's right leg again.
Leng Xingqi suddenly screamed miserably, pushed Wang Yu hard with an ugly face, and at the same time let go of his left and right hands, and two ice spikes also instantly passed through Wang Yu's arms, injuring him in response.
After receiving a heavy blow to his arm, Wang Yu snorted coldly, retreated quickly, retreated a distance of dozens of zhang, and at the same time withdrew the fog demon spear with a move with his right hand, before he settled down to check the injury.
Although Leng Xingqi's right leg was seriously injured and he was unable to move, he did not hurt the roots, and he was still very strong, on the other hand, Wang Yu, the arm penetrated by the ice thorns, ice slag began to appear, and even the blood that should have flowed out was frozen in the flesh and blood, and the entire left arm began to become numb, and his movements began to stiffen, coupled with the injury to his abdomen, the whole person was left with his right hand and head, as well as his feet, and the others became numb and stiff.
What is terrible is not only the stiffness of the body limbs, but gradually Wang Yu also feels that the cultivation in his body also begins to become messy at this moment, and has a tendency to stop circulation, if the cultivation in his body stops running, then he is no different from the layman, and he can only let Leng Xing Qi slaughter at that time!
Leng Xingqi stood in the distance, wisps of black qi emanating from his right leg, lingering, no matter how he recovered his right leg, but as long as the black qi turned, his right leg could never be recovered, which made him suddenly feel annoyed.
Leng Xingqi, who was full of anger, became more violent in his body, and the trees and weeds around his body instantly turned into ice slag, and the scope was wider, which showed that he was really angry!