Chapter 67: Too Low
"Bold!"
"Presumptuous!"
"Senior Brother Yun, don't talk nonsense with them, take them down and send them to the Law Sect!"
The disciples of the Broken Army Pavilion were furious, and Yu Daring was stunned for a while and slapped his head suddenly.
"Yes, they kidnapped our people, so we can naturally tie them up, why didn't I think of it! Hey, there are still a few lying down the mountain, I'm going to bring them up!"
"Wait!"
Shouting to stop at Daring, Feng Zhiping said: "Those few under the mountain are worthless, we have to tie up the ones that can keep them tight, such as these in front of us." ”
"Yes, yes, you have to tie up the valuable, brother, you are really smart!"
Yu Daring laughed, and the shovel swung forward: "Rabbit cubs, your grandfather Yu is here!"
"You don't..."
Feng Zhiping didn't hold it, seeing Yu Daring rushing over by himself, he was speechless, and hurriedly followed.
He kind of understood, Yu Guang was bold, but he really had no brains.
Yun Yi's temper is not bad, and he is more reasonable, but no matter how good his temper is, he can't stand being provoked like this, and his face is stretched out of the sheath.
"If you are stubborn, then I will take you down first! Don't do anything, I'll come by myself, so as not to make people laugh at us for breaking the military pavilion to bully more and less!"
"Are there still few bullies in your army pavilion?!" Yu boldly shouted, and the shovel was rounded and his head was cut off.
Yun Yi didn't move, he raised his sword, and with a sharp sound of "bell", his arm sank fiercely, but he knocked the menacing Yu Bold out.
Feng Zhiping arrived a step late, stretched out his hand to lead Yu boldly to the ground smoothly.
"How?"
"I... Poof!"
Kneeling on one knee with a weak leg, Yu Daring spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and Feng Zhiping wanted to help sort out his internal breath but was blocked by him.
"I'm fine, don't waste internal strength, this guy's cultivation is so high, you be careful. ”
Feng Zhiping nodded, his eyes solemn.
This Yun Yi is too different from the people under the mountain, and it must be quasi-congenital to be able to hurt Yu Daring like this with one face!
"Do you still want to tie me up?" Yun Yi shook his numb hand and said lightly.
Feng Zhiping smiled and moved his lower shoulder joint: "You are so valuable, naturally you have to tie it." ”
"In that case, come on. Yun Yi beckoned, "I can let you... Hmph!"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhiping rushed over, Yun Yi's eyes were cold, and he stepped out of his sword sideways, secretly scolding this person for being rude.
Feng Zhiping dodged to the side and returned two moves, secretly saying in his heart that the surname Yun was pedantic, he liked to talk about a few words first, and he also liked to make moves, as if he really thought he was so powerful, and his superior face was disgusting.
The figures are staggered, and more than 20 moves have passed in the blink of an eye, but there are only two moves that are really delivered.
Yun Yi was determined at first, but later he became more and more frightened, he could see that Feng Zhiping's cultivation was far less profound than his own, but his swordsmanship was really powerful, and the antelope hung its horns freely, forcing him to almost land several times.
Feng Zhiping is the same, since he won the battle against Sun Baocai and Liu Naiwen, his confidence has skyrocketed, and he firmly believes that he is also sure to win against the quasi-congenital until now.
It is also the metamorphosis period, and the difference between perfection and almost perfection seems to be not big, but in fact it is not at all.
Yun Yi's sword is not only more powerful than Liu Naiwen's sword, but also has more stamina, and the pure yuan force turns into dark energy and falls into waves, if he doesn't know how to skillfully resolve it, the second time the sword should be out of his hand.
Even so, the arm is very difficult to handle, and the two hands of the real sword have also changed hands twice, and the numbness has not eased up until now.
Seeing that Feng Zhiping was dodging and didn't dare to touch it, the disciples of the Broken Military Pavilion laughed.
"How powerful I am, it turned out to be a wax spear head! This virtue still dares to come to our military pavilion to play tricks, I'm bah!"
"Surrender, don't be ashamed!"
"Don't, people have made a grand wish to tie up Senior Brother Yun, how faceless it is to surrender!"
"The person is a handyman, and he doesn't have a face, where does he get the face?"
"Oh yes, I forgot about this stubble, ahahahaha!"
Yu Daring was furious, holding the shovel and trying to stand up, but his blood was not smooth, and he knelt down halfway, and the laughter suddenly became louder.
Although Yun Yi is in the Broken Army Pavilion, his temperament is incompatible with the overall style of the Broken Army Pavilion, he likes to have someone to cheer him up, but he is very disgusted with this way of belittling others and elevating himself, he likes to defeat every opponent in a dignified manner, rather than relying on external forces to break the opponent's mentality, which makes him feel that he is not victorious.
On another occasion, he would definitely say something to stop it, but today Feng Zhiping forced himself to break into the gate of the mountain and speak wildly, he had the intention to teach a lesson, although he didn't like it, he endured it.
But looking at the other party's face, he felt that his worries were a bit redundant, whether it was real or pretending, it was commendable that the other party could behave so calmly at a young age.
Feng Zhiping didn't pretend, he really didn't hear it, all his thoughts were on his own sword and his opponent's sword.
Although he didn't touch it a few times, the quasi-innate pressure and the sword gang forced the sea of qi to spin wildly, and the spiritual power of the water spirit sword continued to pour into the body like a small river, and the new Yuan Force silk thread was growing slowly but firmly.
He had an impulse, and he wanted to fight hard to make the Yuanli silk thread grow faster, but he didn't dare, for fear of wasting the spiritual power of a good sword, and even more afraid that he would lose his strength on the spot after one move.
Restraint, restraint must be exercised!
Muttering repeatedly in his heart, he remembered the sword that he used to deal with Hou Ruolan.
Why did he also attract the power of the sword, but he didn't lose his strength, and he didn't drain the spiritual power in the sword at one time?
Thinking back to the moment, he tried to reproduce it, but the danger was full of dangers, and the power of the water in the sword did not move.
"The strength is failing!" Yun Yi noticed it for the first time.
He didn't want to hurt people's lives, he just wanted to restrain people, so the sword path changed as fast as rain, and after forcing out the flaw, he found a gap and pressed it to his chest.
Feng Zhiping's hair counted down, instantly cleared all distracting thoughts, and violently urged Qi Hai to transfer all his strength to one palm, and the direction of the two palms intersected at the moment before he turned and pinched towards his wrist.
"Huh!"
Yun Yi chuckled, followed by a backpalm horizontal slap, Feng Zhiping's change of tricks was unavoidable, and finally his palms were counteracted.
The two gurgling sounds mingled, and the joints of his wrist and elbow were dislocated at the same time, and the sharp pain in his heart almost made him scream.
Seeing that the hand was grabbing at his shoulder again, he gritted his teeth and squatted down violently, hitting his head with one head.
Yun Yi expected that Feng Zhiping would squat, but he never imagined that this person would be so bold and move out of the trick of a ruffian to fight, and he was caught off guard by being hit in the abdomen.
The lower abdomen is where the dantian is, the most important thing, Feng Zhiping's head can't compare to the heavy palm, but it also makes his breath slightly disordered, and people are also shocked into a cold sweat.
"Bastard!"
scolded loudly, and seeing that Feng Zhiping still had the intention of coming again, the nameless fire was sheng, and he flew up and kicked over.
Broken!
Kicked out and regretted it, he was really angry, this kick was unreserved, it was aimed at the head, and Feng Zhiping's cultivation was not dead or disabled.
Feng Zhiping showed his strength, but he didn't expect the other party to really make a dead move, and he couldn't avoid it and could only put a sword on his side, wanting to lose both.
Come on, young master is dead, don't want one of your legs!
Yun Yi saw Feng Zhiping's thoughts, he wanted to retract his legs but didn't dare, forcibly accepting or changing his tricks would go against the internal breath and blood, and even hurt the dantian and shake the foundation.
After thinking about it for a thousand times, he finally made a decision, kick!
Yuan Li protects the body, the bones may not be broken if you kick it, and you will definitely suffer internal injuries when you recruit it, so it is clear how to choose at a glance.
Just as they were both preparing for the severe pain, three faint golden rays of light shot out.
"Golden Needle?!"
Yun Yi's face changed greatly, and he saw the three key points on his chest that came from the road, and he didn't care about the internal injuries and retreated, dodging two, and one of them hit his shoulder, leaving a thin blood slit on his shoulder.
The sweetness that suppressed his throat took a few steps back, and while he was smooth and boiling his qi and blood, he looked coldly at the owner of the golden needle.
"Who are you, so despicable and vicious, you actually attacked me with a broken golden needle!"
Feng Zhiping didn't expect this to be the result, turned his head and frowned: "Why are you here?"
You Shuang'er walked to the side with a sword and glanced at him lightly: "What you should say now is thank you." ”
Feng Zhiping was stunned, saw which one Shuang'er was now, and muttered, "Thank you." ”
The cold eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he glanced at the dislocated arm again: "Do you want to help?"
"No!"
Gritting his teeth, Feng Zhiping moved his arm and gritted his teeth and smiled: "Look, it's a little meaning!"
You Shuang'er glanced at him with disdain, turned his gaze to Yun Yi, and swept around him on the people in the Broken Army Pavilion, snorting coldly and sneering.
"The Nine Pavilions of the Outer Gate, the Broken Army Pavilion ranks third, the masters are like clouds, you dare to break through alone, Feng Shaoxia, are you too confident in yourself?"
Feng Zhiping was stunned and whispered: "It's not alone, I still have a helper..."
"He?" You Shuang'er glanced at Yu Daring, "Waste one, it's not as good as you." ”
Yu Daring was so angry that he vomited blood, and he raised his eyebrows and was about to scold, but a mouth really spit out blood, which frightened him so much that he hurriedly combed his internal breath.
"Who are you?" Yun Yi asked again, his eyes vigilant, and he felt a strong sense of threat in the woman in front of him.
You Shuang'er ignored it and asked to herself, "Are you here to find someone?"
"Yes!" Feng Zhiping pointed at Yun Yi with hatred, "They arrested Zhao Kang and Lao Dong, and they still don't admit it!"
You Shuang'er nodded lightly, and said lightly at Yun Yi in an unquestionable tone: "Hand over the people." ”
"Presumptuous!"
Yun Yi was furious, straightened up and said, "Who are you, you are so indiscriminate, and you can conclude that I am at fault for breaking the military pavilion based on the words of one family, aren't you afraid that he will frame it?"
You Shuang'er chuckled: "Don't be afraid, because he won't lie to me." ”
Thinking about it inaccurately, he added: "At least not for me." ”
Feng Zhiping wanted to cry, only he could understand the difference between the two "me", he really didn't dare and couldn't lie to the pair in front of him, one was that he couldn't beat it, and the other was that he had agreed.
"In that case, let's see the real chapter under your hands. ”
Raising his sword and pointing at You Shuang'er, Yun Yi said coldly: "Just now that I was unprepared, you actually attacked with a broken golden needle, even if you save people, it is too vicious! No matter which pavilion you are, today I will take you down and hand you over to my pavilion to pass on the master!"
"By you?"
You Shuang'er chuckled, his body shook and he approached, and the three-foot Qingfeng sheath didn't come out of the three clicks, the two swords swung away Yun Yi's sword, and the last sword stabbed heavily in the chest.
Burst~!
Yun Yi fell to the ground, clutching his chest and vomiting blood, struggling to raise his head, looking at the girl who was as cold as ice in disbelief.
"How, how is it possible?!"
You Shuang'er looked down proudly and said lightly: "Everyone has a bottleneck, your bottleneck is too low." ”
Yun Yi's face turned red in an instant, and the next moment his face was like ashes.
Feng Zhiping looked at Yun Yi sympathetically, then at You Shuang'er, and shrunk his neck stupidly.
This Leng Nizi has made progress again, and the young master wants to suppress her, so it will take a while longer.