Chapter 266: The Quick Sword is Useless
The white-robed old man didn't seem to see the young man at the door, and gently hooked the handle of the teapot with two fingers to raise and tilt, and a pool of turquoise tea fell from the spout of the pot, and fell into an open bamboo cup in a curved arc, until it was seven minutes full, and the pot was closed, and there was only one cup of tea, as if it was not ready to be used to entertain guests.
"The patient stayed, the others waited outside, and the dog."
The white-robed old man said lightly, picked up the bamboo cup and took a sip gently, and he didn't look at outsiders from beginning to end.
Ye Fei hesitated, bent down and whispered in the little sister's ear: "Give the puppy to my brother, you obediently stay here to treat your legs, I am outside the door, if it hurts, just call it out." ”
Tang Qian gritted her teeth, turned sideways and handed Qiqi to her eldest brother, and said softly: "Don't worry, no matter what, Qian'er won't be in pain." ”
Ye Fei hugged Qiqi, stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the shoulder of the little sister, turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate with Mo Qingxi, just took two steps, and suddenly heard a cold voice behind him: "Friend, since you are here, why hide your head and shrink your tail, why don't you come down and drink a cup of tea?" ”
"Tea?" Ye Fei looked stunned, stopped, and only heard a strange laugh from the opposite side: "Elder Nine Heavens' tea is too small today, I'm afraid that the hot tea will burn my throat." ”
As soon as the words fell, there was a rustling sound from the bamboo tops diagonally opposite, and then a figure floated down, landing less than two meters away from Ye Fei, and jumping from the bamboo tips was a bald old man, he was wearing a dirty army green apron, shirtless on a cold day, wearing a pair of high-top leather boots under his feet, his back was hunched badly, and his spirit was good, grinning and revealing a mouth full of uneven yellow teeth.
The Nine Heavens Ancestor, who was drinking tea alone, glanced at the old man, suddenly stood up with a sigh, and said in a cold voice: "You are Huo Tingyuan?" ”
The bald old man looked up and laughed a few times, and said leisurely: "It's a shame that the Nine Heavens Elder still remembers my little role, admire, admire!" ”
The Nine Heavens Ancestor's gaze swept across Tang Qian's face like electricity, and he said in a cold voice: "How can I not remember you, an old dog who betrays friends and seeks glory, I can't wait to skin and tear apart your bones to sacrifice the brothers who died in vain in the Ghost Alliance, you have also been hiding for decades, and if you have the courage to come to the door today, you must have a means to win, let these young people leave, you and I will make a break here." ”
Ye Fei probably guessed something from the conversation between the two, daring to love this bald old man who jumped off the bamboo is the enemy of the Nine Heavens Ancestor, these two will fight you to the death in this courtyard today, thinking of this, I can't help but secretly cry bitterly, damn, damn bald old man with rotten teeth, you don't come sooner or later, just choose to seek revenge when the Nine Heavens Ancestor wants to treat the little sister's legs, what a stinky old bastard, Huo Tingyuan, Lao Tzu sees that you have changed to a backyard flower......
Huo Tingyuan squinted at the three of them, his eyes focused on Tang Qian's face, and said with a smile: "The two little girls are very handsome, and they don't care if they break their legs, as long as the objects in their legs can be used, when they clean up Mo Jiutian's old immortal things, grandpa will let you enjoy the fun of being a woman before you die, and you ...... it."
The old thing smiled cheaply, and there was not a word in his mouth, Ye Fei only felt a stream of blood rushing to his head after hearing it, and he stepped forward and raised his finger to the old man's nose and scolded: "Old miscellaneous, you didn't rinse your mouth after eating fresh shit this morning, come here and spray feces all over your mouth, and then spray believe it or not, I will whip you with a radish ......."
Boom! Halfway through the scolding, Ye Fei suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and then there was a sharp pain in his chest, his body flew up as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, his throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, and his ears buzzed, and in the next second, he felt like a rag doll and was thrown into the corner, and there was a tearing pain behind his back, and he fainted in front of him.
"Brother!" Tang Qian let out a heart-rending shout, pushing the wheelchair hard and rushing towards the direction where the eldest brother landed.
"Want to go?" Huo Tingyuan sneered, a trace of cruelty flashed in his old eyes, and his left palm was passed forward and silently imprinted on Tang Qian's heart, he was not ready to leave a living mouth from the moment he entered the courtyard, he begged for a bargain, but he made a merciless move.
Bang! A white shadow floated in, and the big sleeves suddenly raised and slapped Huo Tingyuan, and wisps of energy burst out from the intersection of their palms, and the two of them shook at the same time, and flew back a few feet.
Huo Tingyuan laughed twice, and said unhurriedly: "Mo Jiutian, after all these years, it seems that your kung fu has not made much progress!" ”
Mo Jiutian didn't answer, his feet jumped up as if he had a tension spring, and a wave of energy rushed towards the opponent like a huge wave emptying between his big sleeves.
Huo Tingyuan's complexion changed slightly, and his palms quickly raised to meet him, and two incomparable forces cut through the air like invisible blades, making a hissing sound, and he was invincible with two enemies and one enemy.
Boom! One-on-two, palm-to-palm, Mo Jiutian's slightly narrowed eyes opened in vain, leaned forward two feet, and forced the opponent back a few steps, this palm was really high, Elder Jiutian didn't do his best just now, and even now he may not have done his best.
The old skin on Huo Tingyuan's cheeks twitched violently a few times, and he suddenly withdrew his palms, and at this moment of lightning and fire, Mo Jiutian took advantage of the situation to bully forward, and the cold light of the big sleeve swirled, and a dazzling white light flashed towards the opponent's throat, the strongest thing of the Nine Heavens Elder was not the palm, but the sword, a deadly sword.
Hiding the sword in the palm, chasing the soul for life, Mo Jiutian's fast sword is as fast as thunder and lightning speed, and there are countless warriors under the sword blade, and the sword move is unstoppable, and the sword blade has no blood and swears not to return to the sheath.
Huo Tingyuan's feet slipped, and his neck swept past against the blade of the sword, and the incomparably sharp fast sword didn't hurt a single hair of his hair, because his footsteps were faster than the deadly blade, as long as he was fast, there was a glimmer of life.
The long sword in Mo Jiutian's hand is like a dragon going out to sea, flashing with lightning, slashing horizontally and vertically, stabbing left and right, no matter how fast his sword is, it is always a line slower than Huo Tingyuan's footsteps, just like a cat with a slope foot chasing a clever and cunning mouse, no matter how the cat accelerates and runs, it will never be able to press the mouse under its paws, and in this mouse will also wait for an opportunity to fight back.
Huo Tingyuan enjoyed the feeling of playing Mo Jiutian around, he was not in a hurry to take the opponent's life now, the Zou Wu boots on his feet were his magic weapon to defeat the enemy, as long as he wore these boots on his feet, he was not afraid of the fast sword in the hands of the Nine Heavens Elder.
"Mo Jiutian, your sword is too slow, faster, faster......"
The joking voice was like a sharp steel needle piercing Mo Jiutian's eardrum, the long sword in his hand was like a cold lightning flash, flickering, sword after sword pointed at the opponent's vital point, but no matter how he used his strength to change his moves, the tip of the sword could never touch the opponent's skin, and he also had a killing move, it seemed that it was time to use it.