Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Last Dance
Yin Mufan said in a deep voice: "On the day on the river, you didn't exert your full strength? ”
Jiang Chen replied: "There was no need to waste time with you at that time, should this give you some illusion that you can be on a par with me?" ”
"What did you say!"
Jiang Chen smiled evilly, the spear in his hand was immediately waved, Yin Mufan stepped forward without showing weakness, and the two fought fiercely for more than ten times, and the situation between them was becoming more and more obvious.
Yin Mufan found that although Jiang Chen's wild words just now made people angry, his strength was indeed quite terrifying, and it was the first time he had encountered such an unfathomable opponent since he went south.
What's more, Jiang Chen looks like he is in his early twenties, and he looks white and literary, such a person should have nothing to do with such a skill.
With a crisp impact sound, the wind gun in Yin Mufan's hand was picked out by Lin Bufan, and then fell steadily into his hand.
"I still have something to do, let's go first."
Jiang Chen was concerned about Lao Wu's safety, and he was about to leave after grabbing the wind gun, but seven or eight people from Yin Mufan's side quickly came, and no matter what, he had to block Jiang Chen's way.
Yin Mufan saw Jiang Chen's ability, and a fresh thought suddenly appeared in his heart at this time.
He proposed to Jiang Chen: "Brother, you have no ability, there is no need to waste it, right?" It's better to join us here, and when you overthrow the declining Daqian court, you will naturally be able to make a name for yourself and make immortal achievements. ”
Jiang Chen smiled: "Sounds good, but I'm not interested." ”
He threw away the spear he had snatched, and while the other party was dodging, he spurred his horse out of the encirclement of these men and went straight into the woods.
Yin Mufan was about to catch up, but when he heard someone in front of him approaching quickly, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand swept in front of him, and immediately overturned the three of them.
Jiang Chen no longer cared about what was happening behind him, he just wanted to find Lao Wu, even if he wanted to take revenge, he should be counted.
As he was probing forward, Jiang Chen's nose smelled a strong bloody breath, and he immediately alerted his surroundings and rushed to the direction where the smell was wafting from.
There was a faint sound of fighting not far ahead, and when Jiang Chen arrived, he saw Lao Wu dragging the silver spear in the opponent's hand with one hand, and then slammed a palm into the latter's chest, only to hear a small crisp sound, and the person's sternum had been broken together.
So neatly cleaned up an opponent, and it was only with one hand.
The injury to Lao Wu's right shoulder has become more and more serious, and he has been unable to raise his right hand at all, and now he can only use his remaining left hand to fight against others.
"What a mess!"
Jiang Chen rode over the corpses lying on the ground, these were all enemies killed by Lao Wu, this old man's amazing combat power was really incredible.
Now, Qi Zhaoxuan is left alone.
At this moment, Qi Zhaoxuan was hiding in a bush, if it wasn't for his subordinates to buy him precious time just now, he wouldn't even have a chance to slip away from Lao Wu's sight, but he couldn't run far at all, so he had no choice but to hide temporarily.
Jiang Chen finally rushed to Lao Wu and warned him: "If you don't bandage it again, your blood will run dry, and you will die!" ”
Lao Wu said nonchalantly: "Twenty years ago, I should have died with my brothers, and God arranged for me to fall into the water and escape, just to avenge them today!" ”
There was some "rustling" movement in the grass not far away, and Lao Wu jumped off his horse, and was about to go forward to check what was going on, when he handed over the wind gun from Jiang Chen's hand, which made him stunned for a moment.
"I finally got it back, and the enemy should use it."
Lao Wu nodded, took the long-lost wind gun, and the mighty and heroic posture of the former "Tiequan Ren Tu" became a little more majestic.
Jiang Chen was about to outflank him from the other side, and Qi Zhaoxuan was separated from the main force of the Tianfeng Battalion in the chaotic army, mainly because he was forced by Lao Wu and finally brought himself into a dead end.
But it is absolutely impossible for a man like him to accept his fate, so he must be hiding somewhere, waiting to be ready to strike back.
"Whoosh!"
Something suddenly flew out of the grass in front of him, Jiang Chenxin said badly, it was still too far away from him!
It was a stone that was thrown, it had no power, but it was to distract Lao Wu's attention, when Qi Zhaoxuan took the opportunity to jump out, Lao Wu immediately picked up a gun and stabbed it, without any impact at all.
Qi Zhaoxuan originally wanted to take the lead and give this seriously injured old man who refused to stop hitting him head-on, if he could succeed with one blow, Lao Wu would not be able to stand up again no matter what.
It's a pity that although his ruse sounds good, it didn't succeed at all.
Lao Wu's fierce wind gun danced rapidly, although Qi Zhaoxuan lost the first move, but when his life was at stake, he also showed good strength, of course, the heavy injury and the one-handed gun made Lao Wu's stabbing blow also greatly discounted.
Jiang Chen was about to go up to help, but was scolded by Lao Wu and said: "This is a grudge between me and him, don't interfere." ”
"But ......"
"My body, I know that even if you bandage me now, it will be difficult for me to get out of this forest alive, so let me use this last bit of time to do what I want to do in the past twenty years."
Lao Wu's tone was so hot and earnest that Jiang Chen couldn't go up and interfere no matter what.
"Look, the essence of my Wind Gun lies in the final blow of the 'Burning Plains Dance', there is only one chance to witness it with your own eyes, I hope you don't miss it."
After that, Lao Wu endured the severe pain and changed to holding the gun in both hands, and put on the starting style of the gun of the fierce wind gun, Jiang Chen on the side began to watch Lao Wu's posture and movements, and this set of marksmanship, which had been forgotten by the world for 20 years, has now reappeared in the world.
As the fierce wind gun swept like a violent wind, setting off a devastating trend, Qi Zhaoxuan was also desperately resisting without fear, the two of them fought each other in short combat, fighting to the death, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.
Jiang Chen was deeply shocked by this set of marksmanship used by Lao Wu. In the era of weapons, although he was also good at the use of various cold weapons as the king of mercenaries, it was the first time that he had the privilege of witnessing such exquisite spear skills.
The gun is the trump card of the army's standard weapons, the key is to be ruthless, accurate and fast, and it is a sharp weapon with both offense and defense.
Under Lao Wu's superb marksmanship, Qi Zhaoxuan was defeated, and after the spear in his hand was picked open, the last form of Lao Wu's spearmanship, the "Liaoyuan Dance", followed.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but exclaim: "Good marksmanship!" ”
This is the most splendid style of the wind gun, and it is also the last dance of Lao Wu's suppressed 20 years!