Chapter 17: Fighting Thunder on a Rainy Night
"Phew!" Dahan spat out a mouthful of phlegm with disdain, "Boy, don't be complacent too early!" Today, this is your burial place! ”
Zhang Lingdao's Gui Xuan, who was ready to attack, had already rushed out, and the majestic sword qi slashed directly along his body, and the network of sword light intertwined also drew white marks one after another on Lei Ba's body.
Due to being controlled by the sword light, Lei Ba couldn't even return his hands now, and could only stare at him with a resentful look, "Boy, don't be too rampant!" When Grandpa and I have my hands free, I will send you to hell! ”
"No, you don't have that chance!" Zhang Lingdao once again discovered that he was different from others, his kung fu was all abilities that could forcibly control the enemy, he hadn't seen these before, so he didn't think about it.
Now that he remembered it, his Guixuan, Dao Sheng's sword, and the exorcism of light and dust could all forcibly control the enemy in one place, so that he could only passively withstand the blow, and could not fight back immediately!
Although this kind of control can only last for a short period of time, it is controlled to be controlled, and he can do a lot of things in this short period of control.
For example, this Lei Ba, in this short control time of a few tenths of a second, he can already connect a section with light and dust, and then use it to drive the shadow to extend the control time of Lei Ba.
He is not from this world, and it is understandable that his fighting style is different from them, although his attacks can only leave one white mark after another on Lei Ba's body, but he can clearly feel that Lei Ba's expression has become more and more panicked.
"Don't be complacent, grandpa, I tore you apart!" Lei Ba was finally freed from control, and immediately rolled and left the range of the sword light.
"Boy, you wait for grandpa, grandpa will hammer you into meat sauce!" Freed from control, Lei Ba was completely out of anger, and he wielded the huge hammer in his hand, about to have a close contact with Zhang Lingdao.
Daosheng sword!
Exorcism!
Lei Ba didn't expect that a sword light flashed around his body, and there was no sign except for leaving another white mark, but in the next second, another pitch-black shadow had appeared beside him.
Zhang Lingdao also appeared in front of him in the next moment, and in his incredible gaze, this shadow, which obviously had no weight, kicked him into the air fiercely!
Zhang Lingdao stabbed him in the chest with a sword, and the originally indestructible skin suddenly cracked a bloody mark, and the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt that had resisted his countless attacks before was officially declared broken.
"You!" Lei Ba covered his wounds, his eyes full of incredulity, "This ...... Unexpectedly...... How can it be! The surging blood burst out from between his fingers, and there was no way to stop it.
Zhang Lingdao turned his head indifferently and did not speak. Of course, he wouldn't say that he could see his body's durability and thus pierce his heart with a sword.
Yes, the duel on the rivers and lakes didn't have so many fancy places, and his previous battle with Lei Xiao was more about hiding than fighting each other.
Everyone is a mortal fetus in the flesh, where did they come from to recover and rest and then fight? A sword to kill is real, there are not too many fancy moves, no random posture competition, and no duel between internal forces, these things are just described in the novel, where did so much time come from?
The higher the level of the master, the shorter the time to compete with each other, and even in some cases, the winner can be determined in an instant!
Zhang Lingdao used to treat everything in front of him with a game-playing mentality, but after he saw these bloody servants in front of him, he knew what kind of rivers and lakes he had come to!
This is not Jin Yong's kind of martial arts world, the era of chivalry, but the troubled era of Gulong, all kinds of rivers and lakes are interspersed with it, killing your whole family at every turn, and destroying people from time to time in a vicious place!
The evil sects here are extremely vicious, the people in the rivers and lakes are too busy to take care of themselves, everyone has extremely deep scheming, no one can be deceived, everything you do, every word you hear needs to be deeply considered.
In this world, a shopkeeper can take your life, an old woman can make dozens of people die on a moonlit night, and a woman who is unhappy can make a small town be slaughtered.
In this world, being strong is the most important thing! Careful thinking in everything is a necessary factor for you to survive.
Although this world is not the same as the ancient dragon martial arts he knows, the core is here, and there will not be much change in other things.
"Strange thing, why didn't you see Meng Huaichu?" He thought for a while, and at the same time carefully probed the entire courtyard, but there was not a single living person except for the bodies of the black-clothed people and some domestic servants who had fallen to the ground.
"Young man stays!" Just as he was about to search again, a trembling voice reached his ears, and when he looked up, a fellow dressed as a domestic servant was waving at him from behind a rock.
Zhang Lingdao hurriedly stepped forward and found that the servant with a sad face was looking around with a sad face, and the bitterness in his eyes could almost wring out water.
"Are you a servant of the Meng Mansion? Why didn't you see Meng Daxia? Zhang Lingdao asked him.
He looked around, "There is no body of the young master here, and there is no trace of other bloodshed, not to mention that the surrounding area is either mountains or water, and it is very far away from Yanlai Town, and the only way to survive is the woods in the back mountain." I think that the young master fled from this gate to the back mountain! ”
With that, he pointed to the courtyard door behind him, where he was hiding behind a stone in the courtyard, leaning against the pillar of the corridor, but no one else found him.
Zhang Lingdao said, "Okay, I'll chase after the back mountain!" He was about to leave, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and found the servant standing in the rain with a sad face.
"Are you going to go on a quest with me?" He asked the servant, he was alone, and he didn't have any martial arts, so it should be dangerous here.
The man shook his head, "Shaoxia, you go and help my young master, there are no more people in the bloody clothes here, they are all from our family, I can't let them be violent corpses in the wilderness, I think there should be people in the family who have survived like me, I will go to find them and bury all the people in the family." ”
His tone was full of sadness, but he still did not give up hope in life, wiped the drops of water from his face, and walked hobbly, a little sluggish, but resolutely dragged a corpse forward.
"Hey!" Zhang Lingdao sighed, becoming more and more resentful of the Bloody Clothes Building, this kind of organization, and then stepped on the back mountain, chasing the traces left by Meng Huaichu.