Chapter 239: Cui Shiyuan was angry and angry
"Hmph, which nosy rat are you, do you know the prestige of my Flying Star Pavilion Twelve Star Thorns?" the young man holding the sword snorted coldly, swinging his sword to Cui Shiyuan, his eyes full of murderous aura.
"Fly...... Flying Star Pavilion?" Cui Shiyuan muttered to himself in his heart, he didn't expect that he would encounter a hard fork in the road this time, but since the matter had come to this, it was too late to run, so he had to deal with it first to seek an opportunity to find a monk for help.
"Haha, you want to coax me, the masters of the Flying Star Pavilion are all unique knights in the martial arts, just by virtue of your appearance, you are also worthy of impostor?"
Pretending to be stupid has always been Cui Shiyuan's forte, but at this time, he brought out this treasure skill again, and planned to mix it up first.
"Hehe, Brother Jinhua, it's funny to see that this blind guy actually said that we are impostors. ”
When the young man with a tiger-headed steel knife on the side heard Feng Bu's words, he immediately laughed loudly and said, "Brother Feng, why bother talking nonsense with him, hurry up and kill that voyeuristic old man, so that you can go back and revenge on the pavilion master." As for this kid, I'll leave it to my brother to play with him later. ”
"Since the two elder brothers have something to do, wouldn't it seem that the younger brother is very incompetent? Why don't you hand over this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky to me to clean up, so as to save the blades in the hands of the brothers. ”
The person who spoke was a man, and he looked more than Cui Shiyuan next to each other, only to see him stop the young man who made the knife, and turned to Cui Shiyuan with a smile. This kind of look is clearly like a wild cat that has been hungry for a long time and suddenly finds its prey, and there is a playful light in the banter.
At the same time, the voyeur Daoist who fell to the ground also looked at Cui Shiyuan's body, and immediately "chuckled" in his heart. Although he was a little old, his memory was indeed excellent, wasn't this kid in front of him a friend who had followed Lu Qian's little friend a few months ago?
"Oh, tsk, if I knew you were so humble, then I should have cut off my head and give it away? Cui Shiyuan said and spat forward, spitting at the mouth, and pursed his mouth.
He didn't do this to seek his own death, but mainly to delay the time for dialogue, so that he could have a chance to get out of trouble and find Monk Huikong. But obviously the three people on the opposite side didn't buy it, only to see the young man holding the sword against the old way nodded at the young man, and the little man immediately pounced like a hungry wolf, and the speed of his movements caught Cui Shiyuan off guard.
"Dang Chang!" the sword and fork intersected, but fortunately, Cui Shiyuan's mind was bright and he reacted quickly enough, and he used the playful sword in his hand to hold a pair of short-handled flying forks of this silk seed, otherwise he would have died of intestinal rot at this moment.
"Ha, I really can't see it, you kid still has two hits, but next time you won't be so lucky. This made the fork's voice not fall, and with a force under his feet, he pulled his body up flat, followed by a flying fork in his hand, and stabbed the sharp point at Cui Shiyuan's shoulder with a "whoosh".
His top-down offensive suddenly showed the power of Wanjun due to the strength of his body, Cui Shiyuan didn't dare to touch it head-on, hurriedly walked in a chain, staggered his position and dodged, taking advantage of this moment to not receive, the sword light in his hand flashed, and slashed at his back.
The man smiled, forcibly turned his body sideways in mid-air, and kicked Cui Shiyuan's sword momentum away with a simple flying kick, and then the two forks were together, and the force was one, and it flew towards Cui Shiyuan's chest.
This time Cui Shiyuan has no way, this trick is extremely tricky, no matter if he wants to hide, there is nowhere to avoid, at the moment of crisis, he hurriedly bent his waist back, and came to a "across the Sanjiang Iron Plate Bridge" kung fu, although the fork was dodged, but the foot of the man could not dodge. It just kicked Cui Shiyuan's lower abdomen, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat when he was in pain.
"Little brother, how does this foot feel? There is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell to vote for, and then this fork will send you to the western sky!"
The man was about to rush up as he spoke, but the person who made the knife on the side stopped him, and said very unhappily, "Brother Liu, you are so procrastinating against a nameless rat, brother, I don't have the patience to look at it, so let me give him a ride at the end!"
The tiger head steel knife set up a strong wind and came straight to Cui Shiyuan's neck, his knife technique was very strong, and it was indeed much stronger than the previous one. After analyzing the situation in front of him, Cui Shiyuan gritted his teeth, thinking that he was dying anyway, it was better to make that trick come out, it was always uncomfortable and better than losing his life in vain.
I saw him turn his body backwards, and his heels slammed into the ground to push forward, and he actually got under the crotch of the man who used the knife. Hua Xianghu Jinhua saw that he had pounced in the air, where was he willing to let him go, and turned around and attacked again.
At the same time, the unwilling half-body Taibao Liu Zhi threw off a pair of flying eight treasure exquisite forks and sealed Cui Shiyuan's retreat there, just waiting for him to send it to the door in person.
It was already a mortal situation, but Cui Shiyuan didn't care, and with a vigorous swing of the playful sword in his hand, an ink-colored sword qi came into being, hitting Liu Zhi's flying fork directly, forcing him to withdraw.
"Ahh
There was a suspicion in his heart, but Hua Xianghu Jinhua's steel knife arrived again, only to see Cui Shiyuan also concocted the same method, jumped up on the ground violently, and several ink-colored sword qi swung out, cracking Jinhua's offensive in an instant.
Both of them suffered a big loss, and they were puzzled, and they looked at the opponent in front of them again. I saw that half of Cui Shiyuan's body was surrounded by a cloud of black gas at this moment, and there was no longer a single white of the eye in his left eye, all of which were filled with black.
Seeing such a terrifying scene, both of them swallowed and spat at the same mouth, and Feng Bu, the Xilai sword, watched the situation change from a distance, and was also puzzled for a while, but in order to guard the old man, he couldn't leave without permission, so he had to tear open his throat and shout, "You two fight quickly and quickly, if you delay here for too long, I'm afraid that the night will be long and dreamy." ”
"Hehe, don't worry, I won't wait too long, let you wait today to see how powerful my eight desolations are intimidating Kyushu's playful and witty little sword demon!"
Cui Shiyuan smiled coldly as he spoke, and shook the playful sword in his hand against the wind, and suddenly the black air was filled, and Hua Xianghu Jinhua and the half-body Taibao Liu Zhi did not dare to slack off when they saw this, and hurriedly stabbed the blade in their hands straight at Cui Shiyuan, and it was bound to take a preemptive strike to suppress his evil martial arts.