Chapter 640, see the poor dagger

Ma Chengshe led Dongwei hundreds of battles up the mountain this time, originally with the intention of taking advantage of the fire to rob. He knew that Shen Wentian had taken the killers of Luoyu Pavilion around to take orders all these years, killing people and setting fires, and making a lot of black money, he wanted to take the opportunity to make a profit, but he didn't expect to meet Tang Jiusheng here. But what kind of person is Ma Chengshe, he is an old treacherous and cunning, and then with a flattering smile, he ran to Tang Jiusheng's side and talked respectfully, not affected by what happened just now. Just kidding, if you can mix in Dongwei and act as an agent of thousands of households in the South Division, how can you not even understand advance and retreat?

Shen Wentian saw that Tang Jiusheng was supporting him, and he already understood what Tang Jiusheng was thinking, so he strode forward and came to Li Xinling, "Li Xinling, the two of us should do something to end it!

Li Xinling said with a smile: "Okay! If you have the ability, you can take it! I'm afraid that you don't have the ability to take it! I know all the martial arts you know, and I practice some martial arts better than you, why should you kill me? If you want to kill, I will kill you! Why, now that the medicine on your body has passed, you can jump again? In fact, I have been dissatisfied with you for many years, but your power in the cabinet is great, I have no choice but to keep forbearing, today is a good day to bury people, just let us have a competition, so that you can lose the heart! Don't worry, I still recognize you as a senior brother, and when your whole family is dead, I will bury you alive!"

Shen Wentian shouted angrily, bullied up, and punched Li Xinling's chest, the fist wind roared, and it was really powerful, worthy of his prestige in the rivers and lakes, although Shen Wentian was older than Li Xinling, but anyone could see that this old pavilion master of the Falling Rain Pavilion had real skills.

Since he knew that Tang Jiusheng had already been guarding against the mechanism he had laid down, Li Xinling simply abandoned the mechanism, rushed forward in stride, and crashed into his senior brother Shen Wentian, he was afraid of being young, he wanted to use his age and physical strength advantage to defeat his senior brother, and then take advantage of everyone's panic to escape, over the years, he Li Xinling has worked boxing, especially the Eight Desolation Iron Palms taught by his senior brother privately, he is even more diligent in practice, and he is simply better than the blue. The senior brother was very relieved at the time, saying that the Eight Desolation Iron Palms were finally not lost.

Li Xinling suddenly remembered the past, remembered that the old thing of the master back then, refused to teach him the Eight Desolation Iron Palm Skills, and said that I Li Xinling's heart is not right, is it just you, this old thing? Li Xinling remembered that he knelt down and begged the master to teach martial arts, but the master was partial, and when he was only a teacher, he couldn't help but be indignant in his heart, and he smacked hard, and scolded: "Old and not dying is for thieves, old thief, don't you like Shen Wentian? Today I will send your beloved disciple down to accompany you!"

The figures of Shen Wentian and Li Xinling staggered in the air, standing three zhang away from each other, back to back, knowing each other that the other party had been slapped by himself. Shen Wentian turned around slowly, his face was pale, and he looked at Li Xinling's back and chuckled, "It's a pity that this good skill! If only I could take the right path! I really shouldn't have passed on your Eight Desolation Iron Palm Skills back then, and I was really a fierce opponent!" Shen Wentian forcibly swallowed back the mouthful of blood that had already surged into his throat, and he couldn't show that he was injured. Originally, the injuries on his body were not healed, but he just took the antidote to recover some internal strength.

Li Xinling suddenly hit the ground with both feet, and a vertical inverted back, a hand knife slashed down, slashing at the top of Shen Wentian's head, Shen Wentian recognized that this hand knife is called an open furnace type, taking the meaning of opening the skull, as long as the opponent is split, most of the opponent will be split in half from head to toe, Shen Wentian's body slipped out, Li Xinling's palm wind brushed Shen Wentian's nose, Shen Wentian suddenly felt that his nose was faintly painful. Shen Wentian secretly said in his heart, if this person lurks for a few more years, he will definitely be the second master in the pavilion after Ye Zhiqiu!

As soon as Shen Wentian avoided Li Xinling's hand knife, he lifted the qi machine and rushed straight to his wrist, reaching out to grab Li Xinling's wrist. Li Xinling withdrew his hand, turned around, and shot again, his body was like a fish swimming in water, and his right palm slapped on Shen Wentian's chest, Shen Wentian couldn't dodge, and was hit in the chest by a palm, Shen Wentian spurted out a mouthful of blood, all sprayed on Li Xinling's face, Li Xinling suddenly screamed, covered his eyes with his hands and howled loudly. It turned out that the blood that Shen Wentian spit out was poisonous, and Li Xinling's eyes were stained with poisonous blood, and his vision was blurred for a while.

Li Xinling rolled and rolled under the plane tree on the right side of the courtyard, Li Xinling hurriedly took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two white pills, threw them into his mouth and chewed them. Li Xinling scolded angrily: "Shen Wentian, you damn old bastard, you can't compete in martial arts, and you actually plot against Lao Tzu!"

Shen Wentian laughed wildly, "Li Xinling, this poison was originally given by you, but you scolded the old man instead, do you say that the old man is wronged?" Li Xinling was stunned, and after thinking about it, he had nothing to say. This poison was really caused by him, and now it can be regarded as a report and a report! Li Xinling wiped his face fiercely with the sleeve of the cyan brocade robe he was wearing, wiped the blood stains on his face, and scolded secretly in his heart, this is really unlucky, he has been poisoned by such a poison!

It turned out that Shen Wentian had already calculated, and now in this situation, the Weiwangfu Xiaowei, Dongwei, and the Yingwei of the National Teacher's Mansion have all gone up the mountain, and it is impossible for Luoyu Pavilion to exist anymore, for today's plan, only by finding a way to beg for mercy from Weiwangfu, and even begging for co-optation, can the son and daughter and the brothers under him live, and there is no other way. And this Li Xinling is a stumbling block that must be removed, and it is impossible for him to escape, otherwise he will definitely take revenge on his son and daughter in the future.

And his body is poisoned too deeply, and he can't live long, and now he has no choice but to fight hard. If he can successfully fight Li Xinling and show sincerity, Tang Jiu will have pity, and Luoyu Pavilion will have the possibility of survival. For this line of possibility, he had to fight for his life. He was slapped by Li Xinling just now, and he knew that even if he took the antidote, he would not be able to fully recover in a short period of time, so why not take the opportunity to harm Li Xinling?

How did Li Xinling know that Shen Wentian was deliberately calculating him, and he regretted taking the antidote in his heart, he would have killed this old guy earlier, instead of poisoning him, now it is good, he has also made a solid pit for himself! Li Xinling took the antidote, did not dare to attack in a hurry, took a defensive position, and forced out the residual poisonous gas out of the body with the qi machine, while slowly maneuvering with Shen Wentian, leaving Qingshan here, not afraid of no firewood, he wanted to save his life first, it was best to kill Shen Wentian, and then wait for the opportunity to escape.

The scribe's clothes on Shen Wentian's body began to sway, and layers of tangible ripples like water waves appeared in the air around his body, and then the air was stacked with layers of transparent clouds, which were clearly visible to the naked eye, and the clouds trembled, and then large and small whirlpools appeared in the air, rotating around Shen Wentian's body at great speed, the outer air waves, the middle was transparent clouds, and the inner layer was an air vortex, and the fool could also see that Shen Wentian was releasing the qi engine, which was obviously a very high and profound internal skill.

Shen Wentian's body was like a swimming fish, and he circled around Li Xinling, enclosing Li Xinling, who was on the defensive. Li Xinling's face did not change color, as if it was not affected at all. Letting those tangible air ripples continue to erode the black talisman qi he released, he was also a senior brother, of course he knew the dangerous killing moves lurking behind his senior brother, so he was not in a hurry to make a move, once he made a move too early, he must have fallen first. Knowing each other's moves, the competition is endurance, and whoever makes a mistake first will die first.

Li Xinling allowed the black talisman qi that spread outside his body to be peeled off layer by layer by the air ripples, and wandered in the qi machine laid by his senior brother like a leisurely stroll, and when the air ripples ate away the black talisman qi, the air ripples were finally consumed. Li Xinling slammed into Shen Wentian, and suddenly there was a short sword shining with blue light in his hand, the dragon roared on the body of the short sword, and the cyan sword qi lingered, and it instantly broke through the layers of transparent clouds. The picture is poor and dagger.