Chapter Twenty-Nine: The First Confrontation
"What kind of spell is this? The sword can also spew out dirt?"
Zhong Yuanxin and the three jumped out of the carriage and looked at the carriage covered in a layer of mud with some incredulity. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Ya, what Black Tiger Club, White Tiger Club, who of you, just robbed your Grandpa Zhang, only your Grandpa Zhang robbed others, I haven't heard of others daring to rob me, and more importantly, you disturbed my old Zhang drinking. The spirit weapon fist in Zhang Fei's hand collided and said angrily.
Zhang Fei is now full of confidence, after so many days of cultivation, he has already boasted half a foot into the realm of life, and he also has his own understanding of the foundation of mana, with his own fighting skills and spirit weapon fists, if he is in the second cell head Niu Sanxing before, he is fully confident that he can easily defeat the other party.
However, the people of the Black Tiger Gang didn't take Zhang Fei in their eyes, but just glanced at the spirit weapon fist in his hand.
It is also a monk in the lifetime realm, and there is a difference in strength, and that Niu Sanxing is almost the bottom kind, Zhong Yuanxin can see that these people on the other side are completely different.
The four of them should all be monks, Zhong Yuanxin guessed.
"'Mud Boss' don't talk nonsense with them, hurry up, the city government soldiers will find us in a while, and there will be no chance. A tall, thin man with a hooked nose next to him persuaded.
These people acted decisively and exchanged a look with each other, but they no longer gave Zhong Yuanxin a chance to speak.
"The little young man will be handed over to me, and the big-eyed man will be handed over to Bai Gu and Ah Fei, you go and grab the things on the little girl's body, we will take the money, and try not to hurt people's lives. The masked man nicknamed Mud commanded, and at the same time, his whole figure flashed, and he was already rushing towards Zhong Yuanxin.
"Understood!"
The masked man didn't know when there was another sword in his hand, and his figure suddenly jumped forward, stabbing straight at Zhong Yuanxin.
While feeling the fluctuation of his strength, Zhong Yuanxin knew that these four people were all monks, and he immediately waited for them, this was the first time he had faced a monk in a real sense.
The whole person changed a state, as if he had changed a person and was extremely serious, and the long knife of the spiritual weapon he used had already been held in his hand.
"It's not the best to hand over the spiritual weapon obediently, you outsiders have to endure hardships before they are willing to give in, the four of us are all monks, do you think you can escape our palms?" The masked man laughed, and the sword in his hand appeared in front of him.
Zhong Yuanxin snorted, his arm moved, the long knife in his hand was just a blur, and he directly greeted it, and the spirit weapon long knife in his hand only had one characteristic, that is, it was sharp.
'Knork' and 'Knor' a few times.
The spirit weapon long knife and the long sword were in direct contact, making a crisp sound, and the opponent's weapon was obviously also a spirit weapon, but it was not directly cut off, at this moment, the tip of the long sword in his hand suddenly grew a little, suddenly changed an attack angle, and stabbed over.
This sudden attack surprised Zhong Yuanxin, and he hurriedly retreated and jumped two steps.
However, as soon as he landed, the opponent's long sword quickly approached, not giving him a chance to breathe.
"It's so fast!" Almost at the same time, the swords of the two were already together, and they clashed several times in a row, causing a fierce collision.
"That's not bad, boy, the knife is good!" the masked man smiled and approved, and the movement of his hand sped up a few points, attacking from all corners.
Zhong Yuanxin was secretly glad that he had learned a few tricks from Zhang Fei, and he struggled to block the attack back, otherwise he would have really fallen in three or two clicks.
"However, it seems that your level is like this, that is, a novice who has just stepped into the realm of life, and it can't put pressure on me at all. "It turns out that the masked man's attack just now was just a temptation.
This time he's ready to do what he's really capable of.
He sneered, and his left hand was covered with a thick layer of dirt, like armor, completely protecting his arm, and at the same time, his fist was as big as a big fist stone.
"Is this a monk who has mastered the basic artistic conception?" Zhong Yuanxin was slightly stunned. "That's the artistic conception of the earth. ”
"Drink!" the masked man shouted suddenly, his strength and speed burst out, and he went straight to Zhong Yuanxin, even if he attached the mud armor, the attack speed did not decrease, but faster.
Zhong Yuanxin retreated again and again to open the distance, resisted the enemy with a long knife, and was punched at close range with his small body, afraid that he would vomit three liters of blood.
The masked man's attack is a little strange, obviously he has a sword in one hand, and the other has to turn into a fist stone, which feels somewhat strange and impactful.
This alley is too narrow, it is inconvenient for Zhong Yuanxin, just dodging the mask man's long sword, he found that there was no way back behind him, but fortunately, Zhong Yuanxin was extremely calm and predicted the other party's attack.
The punch that the masked man came with was empty.
The punch landed on the wall, and with a 'boom', it smashed a big hole, which led directly to the courtyard outside the alley, and several pieces of rubble fell.
"What a terrifying attack!" Zhong Yuanxin knew that this masked man's stone fist was not ordinary, but he never expected it to reach such a perverted level, could this be the gap.
"Grass, play with your life!" Zhong Yuanxin scolded loudly, slammed on the ground with one foot, and left the distance from the other party, panting.
"Damn, almost got seriously injured. Zhong Yuanxin suddenly knew the gap between himself and the other party, and felt that he had an empty mana foundation, but he didn't know any spells, and he was extremely embarrassed. "If I had known, I would have learned the technique of the March Streamer Knife first!"
The sword techniques taught by Zhang Fei are all basic, and they are sharp when encountering ordinary enemies, but when they encounter opponents of the same realm, they are not enough.
And Zhang Fei's situation seems to be even worse.
Zhong Yuanxin managed to hold on for a while, but Zhang Fei was restrained after two or three rounds under the opponent's hands.
The people of the Black Tiger Society thought that Zhang Fei was the strongest and sent two monks to attack Zhang Fei together, but they didn't expect that Zhang Fei was actually the weakest of the three of them.
After a moment of effort, Zhang Fei was beaten to the ground, the whole person spread out his hands and feet and fell to the ground, and he escaped the word 'big', his hands and feet were firmly locked by the mud locks that suddenly appeared, and he couldn't move, and even the spiritual weapon fist gloves in his hands were taken away.
Where did Zhang Fei suffer such humiliation, and immediately scolded: "His grandmother, I came to Yin with your grandfather, I have the ability to let go of me, and fight openly, I will definitely beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"
"What yin, this is a spell, I thought it was a powerful monk, but it was just a mortal peak. The two besieging Zhang Fei squinted at Zhang Fei, played with the gloves in their hands, and sneered.
"Give back Lao Tzu's gloves!"
"I didn't play with you, next time I will definitely make ten or eight holes in you, grass your ancestors!"
"Poof!"
The man saw that Zhang Fei's mouth was not clean, so he swept his feet directly, swept a pile of mud into Zhang Fei's mouth, and was so angry that he was furious.
He Zhang Fei couldn't stand being bullied by others, and yelled in his heart: "You all wait for me, and when I practice my skills, I'll come to you to settle accounts!"
Suddenly, Zhang Fei had already put cultivation in his top priority, he couldn't tolerate such humiliation from others, so he was still the terrifying Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide!