Chapter 268: Fighting Martial Arts Lu Qian Opera Seven Heroes
When the seven Taoist priests saw that Lu Qian had arrived, Gu was panicked, and no one would have thought that they would be able to meet this enemy in the deep mountains of the third watch in the middle of the night.
"You...... You...... Why are you here?" After all, Guang Lingzi is the eldest brother among the seven, although he is jealous, he has no choice but to say two sentences for the sake of face.
"Oh, what kind of rule is it that only allows you to drink wine and eat meat, and you can't allow others to hang out?" Lu Qian said with a wicked smile as he pressed step by step.
"Senior brother, since we met here, let's not talk nonsense with him, just do it together, and you can't get any cheap when you go castrate. ”
The fat Taoist priest was about to draw his sword, and several juniors around him also shouted: "Let him win during the day, it's all the woman's work, and now the helper is not around, you have to let this guy taste the power of our Wudang Seven Heroes!"
As the saying goes, "If you are not afraid of no good things, you are afraid that there are no good people." Under the encouragement of everyone in turn, Guang Lingzi threw off his robe, bravely raised his heart, and then shouted: "Array!"
Before the words fell, I saw that the rest of the Taoist priests were quickly arranged in the order of direction, which was the formation of the Wudang Kai faction - the "Big Dipper Seven Interception Formation".
As soon as this posture came out, it was exactly in line with Lu Qian's intentions. To deal with people like them, it is no longer possible to rely on lip service alone, otherwise how can there be such stubborn people with the strict rules of the Wudang Sect?
Under the moonlight, the seven Taoist priests each held a sword, the cold light was terrifying, and the light looked quite powerful.
On the other hand, Lu Qian still maintained a smile on his face, others didn't know that this was his standard expression before he made it bad.
In the face of this formation, the method of cracking that Han Ning'er taught herself during the day is still vivid at this moment, and it is only to blame these guys for being bored with themselves, and they still copy it out to deal with themselves as it is.
"Come on, fellow Daoists, please come in, don't blame me if you miss the mountain later. Lu Qian beckoned to them from the side, not paying any attention to a few people.
"You madman, you are really too deceitful, look at the sword!" Guang Lingzi naturally couldn't rush in as a formation, and the fat Taoist priest heard that the senior brother was cruel and released, and took the lead in taking the sword to take Lu Qian.
In his opinion, even if the person in front of him has some ability, but after all, the tiger can't stand the wolves, as long as he gets off to a good start first, and the rest of the matter is just handed over to a few juniors.
But this idea can never catch up with the rapid change, just at the moment when the fat Taoist priest's sword was about to poke Lu Qian's body, suddenly the opponent's figure in front of him flickered, and several phantoms appeared in front of him.
Where had the fat Taoist priest seen this kind of strange martial arts, and he was stunned at that time. Lu Qian looked at his confused look, and couldn't help laughing: "Dao Chief, how offended!"
Without waiting for the fat Taoist priest to react, Lu Qian spun a kick, as fast as the wind, and was kicking his fat ass, and the whole person was like a huge leather ball in an instant, carrying dust, and rolling out.
Seeing that the second senior brother lost the first battle, the "Big Dipper Seven Interception Formation" suddenly changed. This time, two Taoist priests flew out at one time, and everyone had their faces twisted into their faces, and they didn't have to think about it to know that they were designated to avenge the fat man.
Lu Qian hurriedly leaned back, and two swords galloped along his forehead.
Since he didn't want to kill people, Lu Qian decided to use the "Beast Imitation Fist" he learned from the Voyeur Daoist to play with them.
Thinking of this, his fist made two horns, his feet were like running bulls, and the true qi in his body surged upward, and with a brute force, he rushed towards the two Taoist priests.
"Fifth junior brother, be careful!" One of the Taoist priests saw Lu Qian's strange posture, and understood that this time it might be a bad person, so he hurriedly reminded the fellow disciple next to him.
Although he has some knowledge, he is still not as fast as Lu Qian in terms of body technique, that is, in the blink of an eye, Lu Qian's "brute bull style" has come to the front, and there is no way to avoid it, so he can only slash with the sword in his hand, in a vain attempt to force Lu Qian's offensive back.
Na Cheng thought, this Lu Qian seemed to have expected his routine, turned his momentum, and ran towards the other person at great speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had knocked him to the ground, and the sound of distress was endless.
"You...... What kind of kung fu are you doing?" Out of fear of Lu Qian's unknown power, the remaining Taoist priest had no intention of fighting again.
Lu Qian, who was playing to the end, didn't say anything, peeked in, and saw that the Taoist priest's hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly, and his heart was even more happy at the moment.
"You soft bones, don't you quickly retreat!" Guang Lingzi saw clearly in the formation, knowing that these four junior disciples had always been as bold as mice, and now that the prototype appeared on the field, he suddenly felt that his face was dull, and shouted loudly.
Lu Qian thought in his heart about the two hares he had hit, and he didn't want to be entangled with these guys for too long, so he immediately performed the "Qimenyan Twenty-two Style", and his true qi suddenly gathered in his palm from the dantian and went straight to Guang Lingzi.
"Quick, change the formation!" Without waiting for Guang Lingzi to shout at everyone to change the formation, Lu Qian had already approached, and he was already shocked beyond it with only three successes.
Guang Lingzi, who was in pain, sat on the ground with a butt, and the rest of the people wanted to fight again, but Lu Qian waved his hand at them and said: "It's dark tonight, if you are unwilling, please ask for early tomorrow, and Lu will definitely accompany you to the end." ”
As soon as he said a word, Lu Qian jumped into the forest and looked for the hare he had left before. When all the Taoist priests saw this, they all looked at me, and I looked at you, not knowing what to do.
"What are you doing there? Why don't you help me chase after me! Could it be that you really want to fight with him tomorrow in the Qingfeng Palace?"
After leaving the seven people, Lu Qian, who was in a very happy mood, held two hares in his left hand and a bundle of dead branches in his right hand, humming a song proudly, and was about to make a fire and have a full meal.
As he walked, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and it was a good gamble that fell into a deep pit Zheng After barely stabilizing his mind, Lu Qian began to look up and down inside.
Looking at the wall of this pit, it is more than three zhang high from the ground, judging from the many weeds and dead leaves that fell with him, it is obvious that someone deliberately did it, could it be that a few Taoist priests did it?
But soon Lu Qian dispelled this idea again, relying on their spare brains, if they could think of such a plan, they should have lured themselves in this direction a long time ago, and there was no need to start a war on the spot.
"Shhh...... Who's going to set the trap?"
Lu Qian was concentrating on thinking here, and suddenly an angry scolding came from above: "Special mother, I didn't expect this son to slip away so fast, it's really a hell!"