Hua Liuyu's action of spreading the medicine was very fast, and the medicine powder rushed behind King Kui with her palm wind, but she still failed to catch King Kui's figure. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I saw that King Kui's figure flickered, and the sword light in his hand suddenly soared, and the dazzling sword light pierced everyone's eyes like a scorching sun.

The air flow that swelled with the sword was like an iron wall, forcing back all the poisonous mist cast by the flower rain.

Before Monk Fayuan could utter a word, he fell to the ground with a thud, and several blood arrows sneered and splashed from his head, shoulders, arms, waist, legs and other parts.

Everyone was shocked by this scene, Feng Po was so shocked that he took a few steps back, looking at Hua Liuyu opposite, intending to discuss the next countermeasures, whether to fight or retreat.

Liu Yu remained unchanged, he understood that the more he did at such a time, the more flaws would be exposed.

King Kui walked up to the monk Fayuan and kicked the old monk's head, and the old monk couldn't help but wail in pain. He laughed, "Well, yes, you're still alive." ”

I saw that with a wave of his robe sleeves, a strong air current rolled up the Fayuan monk from the ground in the air, and smashed it on the shadow wall opposite the offering table with a bang, "Get up, don't play dead!"

This wave of strong qi blew on Liu Yu's face on the side, and the stinging pain was like a knife cut, which made him can't help but be frightened, "This King Kui is not only agile in his body and unpredictable in swordsmanship, but even his internal strength is so strong that it is difficult to match. Although this person is cunning, he is worthy of being one of the four most powerful martial arts in the world today, and he really has real skills. ”

After the Fayuan monk hit the wall, he had to stand up in pain, his waist was as stiff as a dying grasshopper, but his mouth refused to beg for mercy, "Your Highness, if you kill me, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of this Yongzhou City." Do you really think that there are only three of us who came here this time, the old monk doesn't speak, and the elite disciples of Shaolin Temple, Longhu Mountain and Poison Holy Gate who came with me this time are five hundred. These disciples are all outside the city, and if anything happens to the three of us, they will all avenge us. Although King Kui is strong in martial arts, it must not be easy to get out of the siege of these many people. “

After hearing this, King Kui sneered and sang: "Bailang sandbank crosses the spring breeze, but unfortunately the waves are ruthless, far away from home, and the return journey seems to be indefin......ite."

He sang for a while, then suddenly stopped, and sneered: "Just because you minions want to threaten me too?"

He stretched out his arms and jumped up, and several sword lights shot out from the sleeves of his robe, respectively attacking Liu Yu, Feng Po and Hua Liuyu, who still had the strength to fight.

Among them, Feng Po's body was the fastest, and he quickly dodged the three sword lights that attacked him. And Hua Liuyu's kung fu was much worse than him, her left arm had been cut by a sword light, and at the same time, another sword light had pierced her throat, and she was about to be in danger of her life.

Although Hua Liuyu was born in the left side, he has an excellent demeanor, an elegant temperament, and a beautiful person. On the way to Yongzhou, Feng Po had already had an interest in her, and now that she was in danger, how could she not save her!?

He hurriedly reached out and grabbed Hua Liuyu's sleeve and pulled it to the side, causing the sword light to pass by his neck, leaving a bloody mark.

Five sword lights nailed into the courtyard wall behind the two of them, stirring up sporadic sparks.

Feng Po looked back and saw that it was five small swords with missing handles. He glanced at Hua Liuyu, and the corners of his mouth raised a chuckle, "The so-called famous King Kui, it turns out that the secret weapon kung fu is nothing more than this, it is simply clumsy!"

"Feng Gongzi be careful!" Hua Liuyu suddenly exclaimed.

She saw it, but it was too late!

Just before Feng Po's words fell, the five small swords with missing handles inserted into the wall suddenly bloomed like blooming peonies, and countless black needles shot out from the stamens of the flowers, attacking him and Hua Liuyu.

Where did the two of them have time to dodge, they were both hit by several stitches in their bodies, and they suddenly felt paralyzed in their hands and feet, unable to move.

The seriously injured monk Fayuan saw clearly on the sidelines, and exclaimed: "Peony rain!"

Everyone on the rivers and lakes knows that Peony Rain is King Kui's famous secret weapon, but few people can describe the accurate appearance of this secret weapon, because no one who has seen this secret weapon can survive.

Although Feng Po's body was paralyzed, his tongue was still able to move, and he scolded: "The surname is Li, you are still a king, you are too unsophisticated, and you are even cheating!"

If he was not careless, King Kui's secret weapon would never be able to subdue him.

King Kui walked up to him, covered his mouth and sneered, "Isn't this true of all martial arts? There is fiction in reality, and there is truth in fiction, have you studied martial arts in vain for so many years?"

Feng Po bowed his head and was silent when he heard this, although this person's words were almost quibble, but they were not unreasonable, so that he could not refute them.

His eyes began to drift apart, which was normal for a young man who had lost his self-confidence. His eyes began to fly, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Liu Yu, who had always been standing quietly in a corner of the room, and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, completely forgetting his own safety.

This young man with hair looked a few years younger than himself, but he was able to stay safe and sound under the peony rain of King Kui. Judging from the twelve iron peonies blooming on the wall behind this person, the wave of hidden weapons that King Kui had just shot was mainly concentrated on this person, and it was just a collateral attack on him and Hua Liuyu.

Although his body was paralyzed, his blood began to swell, and he thought angrily in his heart: "Why can't I Feng Po do what other peers can do." As long as I can survive this time, I must surpass you!"

Feng Po is a stubborn person, and the reason why he can stand out among his peers is not only because of his extraordinary talent, but also because of his almost crazy stubbornness.

He had always thought that the reason why he fell into King Kui's peony rain was all because of carelessness and had nothing to do with the level of kung fu, until he saw Liu Yu avoid all the poisonous needles shot by the twelve iron peonies, and he was convinced.

For Feng Po, admitting defeat is not the end, but the starting point of competition. On the road of his growth, he has defeated many people who are better than him, and Liu Yu is about to be the next one.

The person who was even more surprised than Feng Po was King Kui, who looked at Liu Yu from beginning to end with a look of surprise, "I always knew that your kung fu was good, but I didn't expect you to be the first to avoid my peony rain." “

"The first one?" Liu Yu smiled innocently, and asked instead, "What about Wang Daozhi, Fu Lingyun, and Jade Feilong?"

"You don't qualify to be tied with them. King Kui's face changed, although those three people were his lifelong enemies, they were also the only few people in the world who deserved to be treated as equals.

"Yes, I'm not qualified. Liu Yu nodded, "But since Your Highness has the world in mind, if even the four of us ordinary people can't be subdued, how can we talk about clearing the world?"

"How do you know that I have the world in mind?" King Kui laughed without warning when he heard his words.

"A prince of the Tang Dynasty who has always refused to call himself 'lonely' and keeps saying 'me, me, me', if he is not cowardly and incompetent, he must have great ambitions. “