Chapter 139: Scheming
Time passed slowly, and there was silence in the cave, but the sneak attack that the little man spoke of was not launched for a long time.
The light of the night pearl could only shine out of the corridor, and the rest of the place was pitch black, Nan Yishuang glanced at the cave and said in a low voice: "What does he want to do?" ”
Fang Chengtian frowned and said, "I don't know, I'll go over and take a look." ”
The old man with the blood beard looked at him and nodded: "The old man and you will go over and take care of each other." ”
As soon as the words fell, Nan Yishuang hurriedly said, "I'll go too." ”
The old man with the blood beard turned his head to look at her and said with a smile: "Little girl, aren't you afraid?" ”
Nan Yishuang lowered her head and said softly: "As long as it's not a ghost, I'm not afraid." ”
"Haha~~~" The old man with the blood beard laughed, "Where are the ghosts in this world?!" Well, let's go, the old man wants to see what the little man wants! ”
So saying, he went to the cave first.
He didn't walk a few steps, only to hear a "bang", followed by the sound of "ping-pong".
In the chaotic sound, there seems to be a "click" sound.
Fang Chengtian pondered, and suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful, he turned on the ......"
Before the words were finished, the little man's voice suddenly came from the darkness: "You bully more and less, shameless, Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore, trap you, hahaha~~~"
In the midst of laughter, I only heard a loud "boom", and the ground also shook.
Fang Chengtian's gaze suddenly looked at the roaring place, and rushed out after him.
But just as he had just taken a few steps, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and that black shadow was short, and it was actually the little man.
I saw that the little man was smiling, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together, and his eyes were squeezed into a slit.
But in such a crack, it was fierce and cold as ice.
His right hand had been clenched into a fist, and the fist was less than five inches from Fang Chengtian's chest.
It happened suddenly, and no one expected that this little man not only did not leave, but also waited for the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
If it was close, Fang Chengtian knew that he couldn't dodge, and at a critical moment, he gathered his true power in front of his chest.
"Be careful~~"
"Despicable~~"
Nan Yishuang and the old man with blood beard were shocked and spoke out one after another.
"Bang~~~", the little man's fist had hit Fang Chengtian's chest, and Fang Chengtian suddenly took several steps backwards and almost fell.
Fang Chengtian only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then it became difficult to even inhale, and as soon as he took a breath, he coughed loudly.
Just coughed a few times, and there was a stuffy breath in his chest, and he opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".
Nan Yishuang had already supported him, frowned, and said with a concerned expression: "Fang Lang, how are you?" ”
The old man with the blood beard had already rushed to the position where Fang Chengtian was just standing, a pair of tiger eyes flickering, scanning the surroundings.
When the dwarf had struck a blow, he disappeared into the darkness again, with extreme caution.
Fang Chengtian took out a pill and took it, let out a long breath, and smiled at Nan Yishuang: "I'm fine." ”
"I didn't expect that your kid's internal strength is quite deep, and he can still live after receiving the five success powers of this seat." In the darkness, the little man's voice came to the right and left, and he had no idea where he was hiding.
The old man with the blood beard coldly glanced at the darkness and sneered: "Little man, you are also a senior in the rivers and lakes, and you are not afraid of the shame of the people in the rivers and lakes who did that sneak attack on the juniors?" ”
"Hmph~~" The little man snorted coldly, "You call Lao Tzu a little dwarf again, do you believe that Lao Tzu will kill you?" ”
The old man with the blood beard laughed and said, "Little, little, small...... You're going to kill the old man, haha~~"
"You...... Damn it!! The little man's voice sounded furious, but he hadn't immediately come out to attack the old man with the bloodbeard.
"Humph!" The old man with the blood beard snorted and continued to say words that stimulated him, "It turns out that you are not only a dwarf, but also a coward, and you only know that you are attacking from behind, which is really a waste of your martial arts." ”
"Okay, since you want to die so much, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you!" As he spoke, a dim light lit up not far away, and the little man was standing in the middle of the light, panting, staring at the old man with a round face.
The old man with a bloody beard looked at him with a smile and said lightly: "Okay, you can come out, it is really beyond the old man's expectations, but it makes the old man think highly of you......
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes and pushed forward with one palm.
As he spoke, the little man suddenly rushed over, so fast that in the blink of an eye, he was close in front of him.
With a "bang", the two of them took four or five steps back.
The old man with the blood beard grinned and laughed, "Okay, happy! The old man's swordsmanship is also very good, do you want to try it! ”
The corners of the little man's mouth twitched, his eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Your swordsmanship?!" Hmph, stand still, let you slash a sword, and see if it's as powerful as you say! ”
The bloodbearded old man's eyes widened and exclaimed, "You don't move? Let the old man split! ”
"Don't move!"
The old man with the blood beard frowned, pondered for a moment, and laughed: "Since you are so kind, you dare to let the old man split a sword, then the old man is not welcome, look at the move!" Suddenly he leaped up and slashed his sword at the top of the dwarf's head.
The little man looked up, and closed his eyes, showing no sign of dodging.
A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the blood-bearded old man, but it was more of a bloodthirsty light, and after a light snort, the short sword in his hand slashed at the little man's head.
The short sword was so close that it was barely an inch above the little man's head, he still didn't move, and the corner of the blood-bearded old man's mouth pulled a sneer, at such a close distance, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't even think of dodging this sword, unless it was an immortal!
"When~~~" In the huge sound of gold and iron, the firelight burst out, and the old man with the blood beard only felt a shock to his arm, and then a numbness, the short sword actually fell out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
The little man did not dodge, but he seemed to have the magic power of a fairy, and the sword that sharpened iron like clay slashed at his head, not only did it not hurt him in the slightest, but the sword of the old man with the blood beard was also shaken to the ground.
The old man with the blood beard looked at his hand, which was still trembling slightly, and then looked down at the sword on the ground.
Under the pearl light, the sword seemed to burst into a small gap.
His eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked up at the little man in shock.
Fang Chengtian stood behind, looking at this scene, his face was also shocked, but it was a pity that he and Nan Yishuang were both standing behind the old man with blood beard, and they didn't see clearly how the little man blocked this sword at all.
The bloodbearded old man looked up and muttered to himself, "Impossible, how is it possible?" ”
But when he raised his head, he was shocked that the little man was nowhere to be found, and his brow furrowed again.
At this moment, suddenly a shadow rushed out of the darkness, and with a "bang", the blood-bearded old man was hit in the abdomen, and it was immediately bent into a shrimp.
The old man with the blood beard raised his eyes, looked ahead incredulously, and said hatefully: "You ......"