Chapter 629: Vulnerable
Chapter 629 is vulnerable
As soon as a silver ray shot out, it turned into countless silver threads, and countless silver threads were mixed with strong wind.
The hilt of the sword was facing Luo Xiaofeng, and the distance was less than seven feet, and the people who could dodge this fatal blow would never exceed five people in the world.
Li Chaodu has the certainty of victory, he is determined to win, and there are not many martial arts masters who have died under his "Immortal Pavilion Silver Needle". He's never missed, and he's sure this time will be no different. He only waits for the dead, only waits for the dead to be exceeded. His method of transcending the dead is very special: he does not recite scriptures or burn paper money, but only makes a simple disposal of the dead. When he kills at the water's edge, he pushes the dead into the water and feeds the fish. When he kills in the mountains, he dismantles the dead and hangs them on the top of a tree to dry. Today he thought of a special method, he would strip the dead man of his clothes, shave his hair, and put it in the snow to make a beautiful and delicate snowman. Thinking of this, he was very excited, and a stream of heat surged through his body. His blood gushed all over his body, his ears, his eyes, his neck...... Every inch and piece of his body glowed with a strange flush. He gasped softly, just waiting for Luo Xiaofeng to fall......
Luo Xiaofeng didn't fall, he stood lazily in the snow, and he didn't even change his standing position. He held a blue gown in his hand.
Li Chaodu was stunned, completely stunned. This dress was still on Luo Xiaofeng's body just now, but now it was in his hands in a dream. The deadly "Immortal Pavilion Silver Needle" was like a mud cow entering the sea and disappeared without a trace.
It's snowing again, and the snowflakes are fluttering one after another, like blowing goose feathers, and it's raining so big!
Li Chaodu's boiling blood was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet in an instant. He froze, like a stake poked into the ground.
Luo Xiaofeng said coldly: "You hurry up, get out of here, the farther you go, the better, otherwise it's not me but you who will overdo it." ”
Li Chaodu's pale face was raised, and large snowflakes stained his thick black eyebrows. He is really good-looking, but it's a pity that he is Li Chaodu, ruthless, hard-hearted, and pampered Li Chaodu.
Luo Xiaofeng glanced at him and slowly walked towards Hao Qianci.
Hao Qianci stood under the red plum, her fair face faintly crimson. Although she couldn't see it, she could hear it, and he was happy for Luo Xiaofeng. Pride and happiness flowed through my throat like sugar and melted quickly in my body.
Li Chaodu suddenly let out a beast-like howl behind him, he shot two short arrows two inches long from his sleeve, and then swept up like arrows, and the "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" struck above Luo Xiaofeng's head.
Luo Xiaofeng half-squatted on the ground, and two sleeve arrows grazed his ears with a strong wind and smashed into the thick snow.
Li Chaodu was condescending, his blood-red clothes were hunting, he swooped down, like an eagle catching a rabbit, and his ten fingers were like hooks to take Luo Xiaofeng's heavenly spirit point.
Luo Xiaofeng's body retreated sharply, and his heel suddenly touched a hard object.
The hard object was touched and made a "clang" sound.
The piano is the guqin that Hao Qianci played just now!
Luo Xiaofeng's figure froze.
Li Chaodu was overjoyed in his heart, raised his hands together, and shot out all the short arrows in his sleeve.
More than ten sleeve arrows hit Luo Xiaofeng's eyes, throat, chest, weakness, and lower abdomen with the sound of breaking wind! At this critical moment, Luo Xiaofeng leaned back, and picked up the guqin on the ground with his toes. The guqin was like an elf possessed, spinning rapidly on Luo Xiaofeng's toes, the sound of "Gege" was endless, and more than ten sharp sleeve arrows were broken and scattered on the snow.
Li Chaodu's body did not stop, and he was crashing into the fast-spinning guqin.
The guqin shattered, and the strings "tinkled", emitting a series of poignant moans.
Li Chaodu had become crazy, he shook his palms together, and slapped Luo Xiaofeng's ear, and at the same time, his two feet also kicked in.
Luo Xiaofeng sighed, turned to one side, and grabbed Li Chaodu's two ankles with both hands.
Li Chaodu only felt that two strong forces were poured from the soles of his feet to his legs, and his legs were tight, but he couldn't exert any strength. The bitter cold wind wrapped in crystal snowflakes hit his white paper face, and he screamed, and his body lost his balance.
Luo Xiaofeng's patience had reached the extreme, and he finally made a killing move.
Li Chaodu had already smelled the breath of death, and the fear in his heart hit him like a huge wave, he wanted to exert himself, but the muscles and veins in his body seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't use the slightest strength. Li Chaodu's heart sank to the bottom, he was originally a proud person, but now, all his arrogance has disappeared. He was originally here to kill someone, but now, his life is hanging in the hands of others. In an instant, Li Chaodu realized that he had done a lot of things wrong.
Luo Xiaofeng's palm slowly stood up, and at the moment when his palm was about to fall, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.
A pair of feet stepped on the soft snow, making a slight but strange rhythm of "creaking" sound.
As soon as Luo Xiaofeng turned around, he saw a kind and gentle face that was extremely thin, there was no smile on his face, but it gave people a sense of peace and comfort.
Luo Xiaofeng was surprised: "Lord Hao!"
Hao Mosaic was draped in a pure white silver fox with a big cloud, like a legendary iceberg snowman, he seemed to see Li Chaodu inadvertently, and for a moment, his peaceful face was immediately filled with surprise and fear: "Who is this?"
Luo Xiaofeng's palm that had just been raised was slowly lowered again: "He calls himself Li Chaodu." ”
Hao Pai Yi had already stepped forward, hugged Luo Xiaofeng's arm, and said loudly: "You can't hurt him...... He is the son of Li of the golden branch and jade leaf. ”
Luo Xiaofeng was surprised: "Which Li Gongzi?"
Hao Ji Yi sighed: "He is the son of Taishi Li of the dynasty." ”
Luo Xiaofeng was silent, and only after a while did he say coldly: "The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and the son of the prince is still older than the prince?"
Hao Zhuang's face was embarrassed: "But...... But ......"
Luo Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "Adults have always had clear rewards and punishments, and they are selfless with iron faces, why do you want to protect this rude and rude heinous person today?"
Hao Zhuang's face was gloomy: "He is different from others. ”
Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "Just because he is the son of Master Li?"
Hao Zhiyi's face was solemn: "He has a gold medal from the emperor to avoid death." ”
Luo Xiaofeng stood in the wind and snow and said with a wry smile: "No wonder he has such courage, he kills people...... But the public could not cure his sins......"
Hao Jiyi's lips pursed into a thin line, and he was staring at Luo Xiaofeng in a daze.
Luo Xiaofeng sighed: "I can't kill him, it seems that I can only teach him a lesson." ”
Li Chaodu suddenly felt a warm current rise from his legs, and then hit his chest directly. The wind whistled in his ears, and he opened his eyes, only to find that he had been thrown out of thin air. He fell into a snow pit dozens of feet away.
Li Chaodu only felt that his body was wooden, and he just wanted to move, but suddenly felt a salty throat.
With a "wow" sound, a stream of reverse blood spurted out of his mouth.
One bite, two bites, three bites...... He kept vomiting blood, and suddenly it was dark in front of him, and he fainted.
Hao Tsui's face turned pale, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
(End of chapter)