Chapter 41: A Swift Sword
The lion doesn't care about the dog's barking, and the phoenix doesn't care about the owl's intimidation.
The dripping sword is just a second-rate martial artist, how can He De become a mortal enemy with a supreme martial artist?!
"The old man is a little restless, yes or no, you will know at first sight." Oriental easy to flick the table.
The tea cup rose into the air and flew towards the old man in the green robe.
The old man's right hand was opened, and the green light flashed above the palm, and the tea cup seemed to be supported by something, suspended in the palm of the hand, which could be attached to the lips.
He took a sip.
"The internal strength of a first-class martial artist can continue to attack without leaving the body, but if it lasts for five breaths, it will be weak. This person can condense the internal force like this, really...... It has reached the peak of the first-class extreme, and it is just a matter of chance. Shi Qing couldn't help but be taken aback again.
Min Rou also looked at the old man in the green robe in surprise.
The couple are from the Wudang Sect, and they also know something about the supreme martial artists, so they understand more and more the horror of the old man's hand.
Hey!
When the old man in the green robe saw this scene, he couldn't help but be secretly proud.
The black and white double sword also has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. This kid also compared the two to him before, saying that the husband and wife were not much worse than him when they joined forces.
Really sit in the well and watch the sky!
It is necessary to know that there is a gap between the first-class peak!
The teacup was suspended for fifteen breaths, until it was finished, and then it slowly fell to the table.
Outside, the sound of horses' hooves whistling.
Looking at it from the window, it was An Fengtian who arrived with the Jindaozhai brigade.
Seeing Shi Qing and his wife appear, An Fengtian immediately clasped his fists and bowed: "I don't know if the virtuous couple ever got that object?" ”
Shi Qing was about to answer, but the old man in the green robe suddenly pointed at the young man in blue and said, "They lost the bet, and now the Xuantie Order is in the hands of this kid." ”
"Huh?! Is this true?! ”
An Fengtian asked in surprise.
The young man in blue looked like he was no more than ten years old, and at most he was a second-rate martial artist. According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, since Shi Qing and his wife lost, there is no reason to fight for the Xuantie Order today.
Isn't this a treasure from heaven?!
The old man in the green robe glanced at Shi Qing, and Shi Qing nodded helplessly.
"Old man Xie, do you think that the master of Anzhai has eaten the boy?" Dongfang Yi naturally understood Xie Yanke's intentions.
What he had ordered before was that Xie Yanke would take action against the enemy of life and death!
Therefore, as long as Dongfang Yi faces a life-and-death crisis, Xie Yanke will save him. It stands to reason that the promise should not be broken.
Hey!
The old man in the green robe sneered and did not reply.
Although he kept his promises, he was not pedantic, he lived at such an age, he was accustomed to the wind and rain, and he had his own set of principles.
"Boy, hurry up and hand over the things."
Zhou Mu took the lead in jumping out of the crowd and shouted loudly.
If you can make a good impression in front of the owner of the village this time, the matter of hiding the bag can be completely revealed.
Dongfang Yi didn't look at him, and looked at An Fengtian: "The master of Anzhai is known as a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and it is appropriate for this Xuantie order to fall into the hands of the master of Anzhai." ”
"You're welcome."
An Fengtian was secretly happy when he heard this.
Today, he lost to the owner of Xuansu Zhuang and lost a lot of face. Now the young man who won the bet on the black and white sword couple to tout himself like this will undoubtedly greatly save the lost face.
"But ......"
Dongfang Yi changed his words: "Brothers of the Golden Dao Village, come here to search for the Xuantie Order." Wu Daotong is a person in the rivers and lakes, and it is nothing to die in the fight in order to protect the Xuan Iron Order. But the guy at the roadside grocery store lost his life with just an unintentional mistake, which is probably a bit inappropriate. ”
An Fengtian's face suddenly became gloomy.
Although part of the chivalrous name of Golden Dao Village is that he is unwilling to bully the weak, but more of it is used to deal with the right path, so as not to be used for the heavens!
As for the little brother being domineering, that's no way!
No matter how whitewashed they are, what they do is also a robbery! If you are not ruthless and domineering, how can you mix in the underworld?
Thinking that the black and white swords were still watching from the sidelines, he estimated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Despise the village and act rudely, and An Moutian is the owner of the village, so he will compensate for a hundred taels of silver for burning and burial." ”
Dongfang Yi snapped and put away the fan, and said loudly: "It's not enough." ”
"You kid, don't be ashamed!" Seeing this, Zhou Mu shouted loudly.
An Fengtian raised his hand, interrupted it, and squinted at Dongfang Yi: "How are you doing?" ”
"The rules of the rivers and lakes, one life is worth one life." Dongfang Yi said word by word.
"Good!"
An Fengtian laughed out loud, laughed for a full five breaths, and then suddenly retracted: "It seems that An has been too soft all these years, and now he is actually bullying a stinky hairy boy on his head." ”
"Manslaughter, Ann is responsible for someone! If you kid has the ability, you can come and take someone's life! ”
An Fengtian snorted, pulled out the golden knife and pointed directly at the blue-clothed youth.
It doesn't matter in private, handing over the little brother in public for the Xuantie order, that's absolutely impossible. The rivers and lakes are mixed with face, the younger brother acts according to orders, if he is not the boss, how will he serve the public in the future.
"So the boy was offended."
Dongfang Yi jumped down.
……
"Hey! The boss is really benevolent and righteous to you! ”
In the crowd, he muttered to the big bear in a low voice.
Qu Sanyang secretly clenched his fists.
He knew that with Dongfang Yi's martial arts, he could completely leave if he won the black and white sword, and the people of the Golden Sword Village would not be able to keep it at all. The reason why he faced An Fengtian this time and stood up for the cheap guy was just a pretense, and it was more for the innocent and dead young child.
Parents of young children have to continue to live in this area, and for their safety, they can only use the name of a.
"If An Fengtian is defeated, I'm afraid there will be twists and turns." Qu Sanyang frowned.
Their consistent principle is to only attack second-rate forces and collect silver resources in a low-key manner. In this duel, he is not worried about the outcome of the showdown, but he is afraid that he will attract people to watch afterwards.
"You can relax, the boss is meticulous and has his own plan in his heart!" Slapped the big bear on the shoulder.
At this time, he was really jealous of the sheep herder.
……
"You make a move first, lest the people in the rivers and lakes say that Lao Tzu bullies the small with the big!"
An Fengtian sneered and raised his sword to invite battle.
"Thank you."
Dongfang Yi was not humble, his right hand was on the hilt of the sword, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his expression instantly became cold and focused.
Only a flash!
The people around couldn't help but shudder.
Herod.
The horses snorted and paced uneasily, trying to back away. If it weren't for the master's best control, I'm afraid he would have run wild at this moment.
Feng Zhenwu, a beautiful scholar, had already reacted, and his face changed greatly: "Big brother, be careful, he is a dripping sword!" ”
However, it was already too late!
The incomparably brilliant blood-colored sword light suddenly lit up.
No one could see the sword light, and there were no words to describe the splendor of the sword light.
In the previous battle, Antaotong's mind was seriously damaged, and at this moment, he only had time to instinctively use the internal force to protect the body, and the three-foot internal force enveloped the whole body.
Sting!
The blood flashed like a cut egg.
Dongfang Yi moved with the sword, appeared three zhang behind An Fengtian, pulled a sword flower, and inserted the sword back into the scabbard.
"Okay, good fast sword ......"
An Fengtian stood still, and as soon as the words came out, the golden knife in his hand fell with a clatter, and the whole person fell to the ground with a bang.