Chapter Fifty-Nine, The Power of Disparity

Lu Qianyu looked up at the cabin, like a ghost in the night, the second brother, he stood majestically, towards the lion on the mountain.

"Where did you come from?" Lu Qianyu asked.

"I've been waiting here for a long time!" the second brother said lightly.

"Watching a play?" Lu Qian was angry.

The second brother nodded and said very politely, "Brother Lu, don't blame me for not helping just now, I have to find out who poisoned me first." ”

"What about you?"

"Poisoned. ”

The second brother jumped from the roof of the cabin.

The movements are, the body stumbles forward, the waist bends slightly, gets up quickly, stands firm and straightens the back, looks back, comfortably leans on the bulkhead, curls up the left leg, lowers the head, and is silent.

"And how are you..."

Throwing the dagger so accurately?

Lu Qianyu was surprised to find that his face was pale, and he was grinning at this time, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"That kind of despicable means can't deal with me!" the second brother explained, "After I felt the spread of the poison, I sealed the acupuncture points, and then used internal force to slowly force the medicinal properties out, which was a time-consuming job, and a small part was left in the body." ”

Lu Qianyu nodded, admiring the second brother's good internal strength.

He has not been on the big ship for a short time, and he has seen the colorful martial arts of the guards, but he has never seen the second brother make a move.

What is the strength?

Or maybe he fought with someone else to know!

Therefore, he temporarily divided the second brother into the status of a first-class powerhouse equal to Lao Dao.

Except for him, it seems that there are few people on the big ship who can resist this fierce medicine.

"What about the others?"

Lu Qianyu thought of Lao Dao, Xiao Liu and Ah Tai successively, these are the people with strong martial arts on the ship.

The second brother shook his head, "It's all set! We have to hurry, the people from the Demon Flame Sect will be here soon." ”

"Brother Lu, where is the knife?"

Before you see him, you hear his voice first. The old knife appeared from the side of the cabin, holding the knife in his hand, and the knife was dripping with blood, and the blood turned into fried beans on the deck.

"In the underground cabin, sleep soundly!" Lu Qianyu pointed down.

"Thank you so much. ”

The old knife looked to the shore.

Darkness covered the ground, as if soaked in ink. Under the silence, it is like a lonely bank. The tavern, which was always lit, was also dim at the moment. The figures were in the dark, vague and staggering, and there were quite a few, about a hundred and ten people.

"Old Dao, you also used your internal force to force the medicinal properties out?" Lu Qianyu looked at this group of black ghosts, and murderous intent appeared on his face.

The situation is clear, and there is no need to worry.

A fierce battle is inevitable.

Three people, against a hundred and ten people, how to fight?

Only two shoulders against one head, fight to the death!

"I didn't drink it at all!" said the old knife, "Fish soup is my taboo, otherwise, if you really have a beard, he will be a traitor, my God!"

"You guys were so careless. Lu Qianyu said, "The people of Demon Flame, from the beginning..."

"Here they are. The second brother interrupted Lu Qianyu and said with a joking smile, "Old knife, Brother Lu, the end of the hero, there will be no time in the future!"

Lu Qianyu was disdainful, glanced at it, and the situation was over.

The Demon Flame bandits walked in a chaotic manner, and it seemed that they were only in a group from land. The river is not rippling, and it seems that they have not planned well, and the end is coming.

The fastest runners, in their dozens, approached the side of the ship.

"Brother Lu. The old knife said, "The knife and the others will be handed over to you." ”

The people of the Demon Flame Sect rushed to the deck, not only the people of the Demon Flame, but also the bought Jianghu Dog Man.

"It's these grandchildren again!"

Xiao Liu appeared at the stern of the boat at this time, Ah Tai was behind him, the two of them were light in their feet, their eyes were clear, and they seemed to be at peace with each other.

"Do you remember that clearly?" asked Artey.

"Turning to ashes, Lao Tzu remembers," Xiaoliu complained. "What kind of memory do you have, the one at the front, isn't it the big man who destroyed our Yaxing in the Qinglou?"

"New hatred, old hatred!" said Atai. "I'm going to have to kill him with my own hands!"

"I advise you to be kind and just screw his head off. Xiao Liu said, drew his long sword, and the scabbard flew away, hitting the head of an unlucky man.

Xiao Liu, rushed into the crowd. Cow mud into the sea!

"Be careful. Atai rushed in, "Don't die at the hands of this bunch of waste." ”

There is a huge disparity between friend and foe.

Lu Qianyu still smiled with satisfaction, there were at least five of them.

Five people against more than a hundred!

Let's fight!

Take all the strength on the surface.

It is better to pray for mercy than to hope that the prostitute will be good.

Lu Qianyu turned around with his sword and retreated to the entrance of the cabin at the bottom, guarding this place. Even if you die, you can't move. In the cabin below, at least thirty or so people who had slept to death.

The second brother guarded the door of the upper cabin.

Lu Qianyu believes that the second brother loves money more, because if Song Baijia's house is cut down, there is no money to take it.

The old knife then joined the battlefield.

The two sides looked at each other, and the fight was inseparable, not white-hot, but deadly!

Xiao Liu, Ah Tai, and Lao Dao formed a sword defense line.

The other party could not break through, and in a short period of time, more than a dozen people fell. As a last resort, smartly bypass the trio. Divided into two teams and went straight to the position of Lu Qianyu and the second brother.

The second brother took the lead in opening meat, and the medicinal properties were still there, and the killing intent was even stronger. Under the long sword, there is no unjust soul, because he is really strong and terrifying, that kind of sword move, flowing clouds and water, and reverberating, which made Lu Qianyu suddenly think of a kite on a windy day.

The enemy rushed over, basically relying on send. Want to touch the door?

Lu Qianyu had no time to spare, and the enemies came one after another.

On the shore, the Demon Flame Sect sent people to complete the second wave of gathering, this time more than fifty people.

Two hat-wearing, long-robed knights, suddenly appeared and intercepted their footsteps. It seems to have fallen from the sky.

One of the knights tore off the hat, waved the big sword horizontally, blocked half of the road, and shouted: "The great disciple of Tianmen Mountain, Tian Shouyi, is waiting here, and the thief stops!"

Feng Shaojie blocked the other half of the road and smiled at the enemy: "Tianmen Mountain-Feng Shaojie, my sword doesn't have eyes." ”

The people of the Wulin League, have they really arrived?!

Tianmen Mountain is one of the twelve major sects on the rivers and lakes, and an important member of the Martial Arts League. The two brothers tracked down the whereabouts of the big ship, and once fell into a state of confusion. Stumbled to Linzhou, and then found some clues and went to Stone Town. I arrived this evening, and I settled near the big boat, and when I was there, I drank sake. Coincidentally, it was discovered that the Demon Flame Sect was troubled and caught up with this sneak attack.

I don't know whether to be happy or unlucky!

"Dare to block the actions of the Demon Flame Sect, don't want to live?" The enemy was the leader, a big man, with a black cloth shirt, and he was not ashamed.

"Yes. Feng Shaojie said, "It's the Demon Flame Sect that is in the way, why don't you come and die quickly?"

"Long-winded!"

After Tian Shouyi finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the situation on the ship. He speculated, how long could the people on the boat hold out? Can he and Feng Shaojie and Feng Shaojie deal with these thieves?

"Get it on!" shouted the leader.

The enemy is really on it.

On the shore, on the boat, the let die, the one who enters lives, and the incense stick is played.

The enemy paid the price of dozens of corpses and could not be captured for a long time.

Xiao Liu's left arm was wounded, his right thigh was stabbed, he was unable to move, the pain was unbearable, and his combat effectiveness slipped a lot.

Ah Tai was also not happy, the long sword was curled, panting, a big cut was made on his back, and he was going to reinforce Xiao Liu, who was surrounded by five or six people, he cut two people and pulled Xiao Liuyi out.

The second brother, although he was not injured, his strength dropped greatly, and at the door of the cabin, there were piles of corpses, and blood was trickling.

The old knife incarnated as a battle maniac, a knife, a series of lost footsteps, three in and three out of the crowd, God blocked and killed God, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, the other party fell to the ground with a bang, blood splashed, and the enemy became a moth to the fire.

Lu Qianyu, lonely cold in hand, the enemy is not close, it seems that the most relaxed of the five people, what makes him angry is that the enemy doesn't take him seriously at all, the attack is so-so, don't fight to the death, touch and flee, Lu Qianyu draws the ground as a prison, and he doesn't dare to chase and kill, the swordsmanship is wonderful, the harvest is very little, it took three or four percent of his strength, only three people were killed, he was very distressed, and wanted to exchange with Xiaoliu.

On the shore, Tian Shouyi and Feng Shaojie intermittently wielded, the two cooperated very tacitly, at first glance, they were brothers, one in front, one in the front and one in the front, the main attack in the front, the auxiliary in the back, in turn, the strength was maintained well, the enemy fell down more than 20 people, and they seemed to be at ease.

The enemy's footsteps stopped several times and rushed forward several times. This time, they looked at each other and were too frightened to go in again.

The two sides kept a safe distance from each other.

Lu Qianyu saw that there were still his own people on the shore at this time.

At least that's what he thinks.

Moreover, he also saw that in the distance, two more figures were rushing towards him.

Familiar footsteps, familiar shouts, familiar timing.

"Qianyu, we're here! Demon Yan Sect, these grandsons, call grandpa!"

It's Langliu and Lin Xing.