Chapter 7 A group of people who are as stable as an old dog on the surface and panicked in the heart (ask for a recommended collection)
It's hard to ride a tiger.
Qi Pingchuan's palms were full of sweat, and he tugged on the handle of the knife in his hand tightly, secretly regretting it, he knew that this was the case, and he shouldn't have been so reckless tonight.
It's not that I'm afraid of the identity of the white-robed Taoist priest.
It's that this product seems to be a master of the rivers and lakes, and he and Lao Wang are probably not opponents.
The probability of being counter-killed is extremely high.
What to do?
The arrow had to be fired.
Can only kill!
Qi Pingchuan looked at Lao Wang and motioned for him to go around behind the white-robed Taoist priest.
However......
After seeing the white-robed Taoist priest's immortal sword, and saying that he was the elder brother of the Great Recruit Emperor, Lao Wang's reaction was extremely fast, and Qi Pingchuan only saw a back, and disappeared in front of the backyard gate with a sigh.
Slipped!
Nima, what kind of shitty pig teammate is this?
it!
Qi Pingchuan was speechless, people's hearts were scattered, and the team was not easy to lead.
The white-robed Taoist priest sneered, "Now you are the only one left, even if you dare to kill me, but you can kill me?" β
Qi Pingchuan smiled bitterly, his heart was cross-headed and iron-clad.
I don't believe it.,As a traverser.,Self who should have the halo of the protagonist.,Will die here today.γ
Put together!
Kill!
There is no way back!
With the horizontal knife in his chest, he stared intently at the white-robed Taoist priest's every move, and said in a deep voice: "I still want to try." β
The expression of the white-robed Taoist priest became more and more compassionate, like looking at a dead man.
After the decline of the founding of the country like Qi Pingchuan, there have been several people who have died at his hands, but he is the only one who does not accept his fate like this, and his courage is commendable.
But courage doesn't change the facts.
The white-robed Taoist priest didn't give Qi Pingchuan a chance, stepped out, and the Dao sword in his hand stabbed out.
Fast!
Words can't describe how fast it is.
The moment the sword stabbed out, the tip of the sword was already in Qi Pingchuan's chest.
Can't hide from it!
If there is no accident, Qi Pingchuan will also be pierced through the chest and die.
Qi Pingchuan made a decision in an instant, and he didn't look at the Dao sword that was about to pass through his chest, and with all his strength, the embroidered saber in his hand pointed directly at the fang-style saber and slashed horizontally at the chest of the white-robed Taoist priest.
It's fast and powerful.
It's just unorganized.
This is the full power of man who bursts out in a desperate situation.
Qi Pingchuan is gambling.
Bet on the white-robed Taoist priest to spare his life more than himself.
Bet won!
The white-robed Taoist priest frowned, and withdrew his sword two steps from time to time, with a look of disgust.
Qi Pingchuan slowly put away his knife: "The people of Shuangyang County only remember that I was beaten by thieves and cried my father and called my mother, and I was a soft county lieutenant who everyone could mock and despise, so you think I must be afraid of death?" β
Don't you know that Qi Pingchuan is no longer the Qi Pingchuan of the past.
Understand the truth of putting oneself to death and then be born.
The white-robed Taoist priest sighed, still staring confidently, his eyes like looking at a dead man, "Does it matter?" β
Qi Pingchuan smiled.
After confirming that the white-robed Taoist priest was also afraid of death, his heart was much more stable, as long as you were afraid of death, it meant that he could be killed, and your identity as the so-called young emperor's brother could not change this fact.
You have a chance!
The white-robed Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, "I think I'm also afraid of death, so I think there is a chance to win?" β
The horizontal sword, with a flick of the fingers, the sword groaned.
"As an ordinary person, you dare to kill me, I have to praise you for your courage in putting your life to death, but you don't understand one thing, that is, the difference in strength between you and me."
"There is a world of difference!"
"No matter how good the courage is, no matter how good the plan, in the face of absolute strength, it is all in vain!"
Qi Pingchuan was not fooled.
What are your strengths?
If there is such a world of difference, why do you bother to kill me.
sneered, "The king of mouth cannons." β
The white-robed Taoist priest was stunned, a little puzzled, and didn't know what Qi Pingchuan said.
Qi Pingchuan held the handle of the knife with both hands, maintaining the posture of being able to slash out with all his strength, although he should despise the opponent strategically, but he should pay attention to it tactically, "That is, he will only fight with words." β
The white-robed Taoist priest laughed and whispered to himself, "Am I being underestimated?" β
In the blink of an eye.
The agitated sword groaned, drifting all over the courtyard with the wind.
Qi Pingchuan saw a flower in front of him, and the figure of the white-robed Taoist priest disappeared from his eyes.
What the heck?
Of course, a big living person can't disappear into thin air.
A lot came to mind.
There are rivers and lakes and martial arts in this Guanjing world, and the white-robed Taoist Imperial Sword proved this before, since there are rivers and lakes and martial arts, there should also be ...... Lingbo microstep?
Without hesitation, he turned around and slashed with a long knife.
Coherent.
Pretty!
Qi Pingchuan knew that he was an ordinary person, and he had never practiced martial arts or anything at all, but when this knife was slashed, the sword light was so beautiful and the arc was so beautiful, it was simply ...... It's simply Fu Hongxue!
If this knife goes down, Ye Kailai will have to kneel!
At this moment, Lao Tzu is Qi Aotian!
Qi Pingchuan is full of confidence.
Even if he can't kill the white-robed Taoist priest, he can cut off his sneak attack.
However......
Split into the air.
Qi Pingchuan looked confused,, what about people?
"Here."
Behind him, the indifferent and ruthless voice of the white-robed Taoist priest sounded.
The vest was cold and painful.
Qi Pingchuan felt a piece of cold thing savagely invade his body by half an inch, and the pain of tearing instantly hit his heart, and his body and mind trembled, but he didn't dare to move.
This......
Can't win!
Qi Pingchuan has to face a reality, in the rivers and lakes and martial arts of the world, he is a weak chicken!
It's like Linghu Chong, who has just come down the mountain, and met the undefeated East after many years from the palace.
The white-robed Taoist priest is too fast.
At that moment before, he magically appeared behind him, and when he turned around and slashed out, he continued to circle behind his back in a strange way.
In front of him, he was as weak as a toddler.
The white-robed Taoist priest sneered, "What's the difference between killing you with a sword and stepping on an ant?" β
Qi Pingchuan was silent.
The long sword in the white-robed Taoist priest's hand went deeper and deeper, and his words were ruthless: "Although you are as weak as an ant, if you are not as reckless as tonight, it will be difficult for me to kill you even if I use the sword, because I want to use the power of the government to take your life, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door, because of that sentence that there is no door to hellββ"
Qi Pingchuan rushed forward.
In his mind, the white-robed Taoist priest was behind him, and he could break away from the Dao Sword by running forward unexpectedly.
However, after a few steps, Qi Pingchuan was surprised to find that the sword was still on his vest.
Despair.
I can't get rid of it at all.
The white-robed Taoist priest was a little excited, "After those founding heroes who died in my hands, you are the weakest one." β
Vibrating arm.
I want to pierce my chest with a sword.
But he suddenly snorted, his eyes froze, his whole body was suddenly paralyzed, and the long sword fell into his hand.
When it fell to the ground with a bang.
Qi Pingchuan turned around, quickly grabbed the Dao sword on the ground, jumped a few steps away, stared at the white-robed Taoist priest whose face had changed greatly, and said in a strange manner: "Yo, what's wrong with this, do you feel that your hands and feet are numb and your whole body is crisp and want to die, yes, it's right, after all, it's poisoned." β
On the surface, he is as stable as an old dog, but in fact, Qi Pingchuan is panicked in his heart.
Damn, I made a mistake in my prediction, I didn't expect the time of this poison attack to be so late, and I came after calculating the time......
The relationship is really the same as in the novel, the higher the kung fu, the more you can suppress the poison?