Volume 2 Shui Bo Chapter 52 Intrigue and intrigue take turns
Du Lengqiu's long sword weighed only seven or eight catties, four feet long, and it was completely incomparable with the copper rod of more than a thousand gold weights. If it is a fool's hard encounter, it will directly end up being broken by the sword.
That's why there are very few hard moves in swordsmanship.
Du Lengqiu was in mid-air, his long sword spinning, and the layers of qi were laid in front of him in the golden light. The innate qi that was enough to resist the sword slash was not timely, and it slightly blocked the copper rod, and then suddenly collapsed.
But there was enough time for this moment, Du Lengqiu held his breath, and the long sword was suddenly on the copper stick. The boundless huge force surged, the long sword was turned into a bow, and the strong pressure made the flow of blood stagnate, and Du Lengqiu was sad and wanted to vomit blood.
And with the help of this block, Du Lengqiu hurriedly performed the Hundred Miles Ling Feng Technique, his body was like a light feather, flying along the copper stick, unloading the force layer by layer, and after retreating for thousands of meters, Du Lengqiu turned over in the air and stood on top of the copper stick.
The heroes of the rivers and lakes looked from a distance, and Du Lengqiu was floating like a fairy on top of his independent copper stick, which greatly boosted morale.
Yanyun Yusuo took the opportunity to rush up, jumping up and down like a big horse monkey, attacking the bronze demon one after another, shouting: "This guy is seriously injured and has no weapons, take advantage of his illness to kill him." β
The bronze demon slapped with both hands, but hit the air one after another, and everyone saw that this big guy was poor, and suddenly came to three points of courage, rushed up and slashed again.
When Du Lengqiu saw it, he couldn't help but praise Yanyun Diaoyusuo. He was not in a hurry to go over, allowing the Bronze Demon to be besieged and consume its strength.
And as a youkai, there are very few stupid people who exist. Even this solid Gada's bronze demon is extremely cunning. At the beginning, it pretended to be a poor donkey, and let others beat it violently, until it was abused to the point of copper dust.
When the heroes had gathered more, he sneered and stretched out his hand, and the copper head that had fallen to the ground before seemed to melt into a copper rod and flew into its palm.
He roared viciously, swept with a copper rod, and smashed more than a dozen people to broken tendons and fractures in the burst of demonic energy, which was extremely miserable. The heroes cried and shouted for their mothers, and they were busy dodging. This time, the courage they had so hard to muster was immediately lost, and they fled one after another.
The Bronze Demon does not pursue either. He could kill these ant-like creatures, but if the crocodile demon was killed. Chenghuang Qi Yan would never let him run for his life. Even for the sake of his life, he must rescue the crocodile.
The copper demon couldn't wait to raise the copper stick in his hand, and smashed it forward violently. The battle space between the city god and the crocodile demon suddenly appeared, and the ripples were bursting.
And Du Lengqiu saw that many martial artists were useless anymore, so he immediately stepped forward, and the pale golden sword gang slashed down. The brass demon's efforts were interrupted, and he gritted his teeth in hatred. He roared all his life and repeated his old skills, and the long stick he smashed forward suddenly swept and smashed towards Du Lengqiu.
Du Lengqiu laughed mockingly, "It's a bit embarrassing to use the same move twice." He had already seen that this monster obviously didn't have any serious stick skills, but just relied on brute force. Of course, brute force is the biggest bug, and in the face of this brute force that sweeps thousands of armies, ordinary martial arts moves are meaningless.
"Phoenix Tribulation. β
Du Lengqiu's figure suddenly rose and avoided this sweep. The lurking twin phoenixes suddenly crossed and cut between the legs of the copper demon, and with just one blow, the copper demon was split in two. Without waiting for this monster to fall, call him sick, and kill him. The moment Du Lengqiu fell from the sky, the sword blade slashed horizontally, and the invincible golden phoenix qi spread to Zhangxu, slashing the copper demon into four.
The remnants of the bronze demon fell with a bang. The square was suddenly smashed out of two shallow pits, and rubble flew wildly, smashing several warriors who could not escape to the head.
Du Lengqiu didn't dare to take it lightly. Before, this bronze demon lost its head and could grow again, just like the nine-headed bird in the story. His mind flickered.
The yin and yang phoenix that flew into the sky turned back in an instant, and the black and white phoenix flew quickly against the remnants of the copper demon. Where the phoenix tribulation passed, copper powder flew and spilled all over the ground.
In just a few seconds, this copper demon has turned into powder, and it can't die anymore.
Du Lengqiu controlled the Baili Lingfeng Jue, floating in the air, and between the swords and spits, it was like a true immortal descending. He wasn't pretending to be cool, but he was still vigilant about the bronze demon coming back from the dead.
The other heroes didn't know that when they saw Du Lengqiu finally slashing the demon under the sword, they immediately cheered, and some of them left tears of excitement. For the rest of your life, that's exactly what happened.
Du Lengqiu watched coldly, looking at this scene thoughtfully.
Being able to kill the Copper Demon this time is of course the Phoenix Tribulation is indestructible, but the sacrifices of those heroes before are also an important premise, if it is not that they desperately consume the strength of the Copper Demon, Du Lengqiu cannot kill this Copper Demon unscathed. It can be seen that the saying that a hero has three gangs makes a lot of sense.
At this moment, Du Lengqiu still needs these heroes to continue to work hard for himself. After all, Pai Jiao is still hidden in the shadows. And to win people's hearts in the shortest possible time, you have to be simple and rude. The first you have to have silver, and the second you have to have a hard fist.
Now Du Lengqiu exposed his powerful fist, and for a while, he gained countless awe-inspiring eyes around him.
In addition to fists, Du Lengqiu also needs silver to open the way at this moment. But at this time, he didn't have any money in hand, but it didn't matter, he had other means.
After everyone's emotions calmed down a little, he immediately said loudly: "All heroes have slashed demons for thousands of miles, and their hard work is high, which is enough to shine for a thousand years." I have called a stonemason and carved a monument to commemorate this event. So that after thousands of years, future generations will still remember the feats of all heroes. β
Du Lengqiu scratched everyone's itch at this point.
In the rivers and lakes, some people are not good for beauty, and some people are not good for money, but their fame has been passed down through the ages, but it is almost everyone's pursuit. You don't see that even the saints say that there are three immortals in life, virtue, speech, and meritorious service, which shows that the saint is also a good name.
The people who were alive were smiling and talking.
As for the dead, the dead will not have an opinion!
While it was noisy, the city god had already stepped out of the void. Behind him, a giant crocodile more than ten meters long appeared that had died.
Chenghuang looked at the copper powder all over the ground in amazement and sighed.
"Unexpectedly, the Venerable guest has great powers, and he can kill this demon, which is really immeasurable. β
Du Lengqiu shook his head, "No, I didn't kill this demon." He opened his arms and shouted, "It was all the heroes who fought bloodily, fought to the death, and finally fought to kill this demon." β
"Merit is the merit of everyone!"
"Fame is the fame of everyone!"
The heroes who came because of the silver had a proud expression on their faces, some of them were naΓ―ve, and their faces were flushed. Some of the guys who paddled in the battle hurriedly puffed up their chests, as if they were also heroes and heroes who slay demons.
Chenghuang has lived for 800 years, and he has never seen any kind of means.
He only smiled at Du Lengqiu's actions. Now, he's a winner. The victors are usually forgiving. As long as he obtains the Shui Bo God Position, everything else is a trivial matter.
Qi Yan calmly walked towards the gate of Shuifu, and in a trance, he seemed to recall the first time he went to the court to meet the emperor eight hundred years ago, at that time, he was also emotionally agitated in his heart, but his actions were as calm as today.
"In 800 years, I have experienced countless storms. This time, I'm bound to win!"
The water is rippling, and it is forbidden to resurface. Chenghuang's subordinates spontaneously stood behind Chenghuang and protected him. Du Lengqiu was busy organizing the distribution of silver taels and didn't seem to see this scene.
Chenghuang pressed his hand on the forbidden, golden light appeared, and the color of the water forbade confrontation. Both are rapidly consuming, and the prohibition of water color is getting thinner and thinner, and it seems that it will be broken in the next moment. And the body of the city god is also a little illusory, no longer as solid as when it first appeared.
Du Lengqiu was anxious, and said secretly: Half of the big drama has been sung, why don't the birdmen who rehearse the teaching come quickly. If you don't come again, this drama will come to an end.
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Early in the morning, Zhongsu County.
People have just woken up from their sleep. The small vendors selling breakfast shouted loudly, foaming at the mouth, landing on rice cakes and rice noodles, but they didn't care.
A group of strong men in black clothes poured in from all over the city gates with bulging packages on their backs, and they bought some breakfast from the stalls from time to time, and ate them casually, as they slowly walked to the same place.
Temple!
Inside the temple, after a fierce battle of knives and guns, the smell of blood filled every corner of the temple.
The old and strong Miao Zhu held a spear, covered in blood, and his eyebrows were open, as if Zhang Fei was alive, and he would not fall down after death. Qin Qi, who was dressed in a blue shirt, lined up a group of soldiers, drew his sword and slashed horizontally, his head flew up in the air, and a warm blood spurted out like spring water, and Miaozhu fell to the ground with a bang.
The blood-dripping horizontal knife pointed at the statue of the city god, Qin Qi smiled fiercely and shouted, "Brothers, I pushed this mud puppet with me. β
The pirates hesitated.
Seeking a living at sea, because the sea is cloudy and unforgiving, most sailors need to seek spiritual sustenance, and pirates are no exception.
Pushing to the idol is too exciting for them.
Seeing that his family was hesitating, Qin Qi was suddenly angry, and his words were cold, "Wu Liuqi, what are you waiting for?"
The cold and catriant voice made the pirates shudder, and immediately remembered the vicious methods of their own leader, and hurriedly stepped forward and knocked down the idol.
"Set fire!" Qin Qi held the torch and casually threw it to the curtain next to the statue. The pirates followed suit and set fires everywhere in the temple.
The fire burned and engulfed the entire temple.
At the same time, Chenghuang, who had gone deep into the bottom of Qinshui, suddenly trembled violently, and spat out a mouthful of golden blood and sprinkled it on the water-colored prohibition. In the sparkling waves, the golden blood slowly slid down.
Qi Yan hurriedly retreated, shouting in anger and panic, "Who is it? Who dares to destroy my temple?"
"It's me. β
"Pai Teach. β
"Zhang Zhengyi!"
As the voice fell, hundreds of people suddenly poured into the square, all of them were short fighters in Tsing Yi of one color, each holding a short soldier, and their temperament was very fierce.
These people make no secret of their malice. The weapons were long unsheathed, and the bright blades reflected their vicious expressions. It seems that they are expecting a bloody fight.
Among the hundreds, one person stands out from the crowd. He was dressed in a green robe and looked menacing. Holding the altar of Pai Zu in his left hand, and carrying a black lance in his right hand, it is the leader of the Pai Sect who discussed the world with the King of the Seven Seas before, Zhang Zhengyi.
Du Lengqiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"After setting up the stage, it would be a pity if the characters were not ready. β
Although Zhang Zhengyi came a little late, he finally didn't make a shrunken turtle. It's impossible to say who will win or lose this game?"