Chapter 39: Fierce Fight

Daozen stretched his waist and looked at the sunset in the distance, his eyes deep. A knife crouched to the side, clasping his nostrils.

"A knife, you find a place to hide. Daozen said with a smile on the knife.

A knife is obedient to Daochan's words on weekdays, he looked left and right, found a piece of bluestone, lay on the bluestone, beckoned to Daozen, Daochan nodded, and told again: "I didn't call you, you don't come out." ”

A knife grinned, leaned against the bluestone, and didn't move.

Only then did Daozen open the wooden box behind him, took out an iron ring, put it on his wrist, and took out a musket, inserted it in his waist, and then turned around, stood in place, closed his eyes and rested.

After waiting for a while, Dao Chan said, "Since they have already come, and they are still so sneaky, it is not early, don't you have to go home for dinner?"

The four people who walked out of the forest were the first group of ancient people.

Daochan glanced at the four of them, and finally stopped his gaze on Concubine Liu Ruo, who looked at him with eyes like water. Dao Chan smiled slightly, and then said, "I thought that the Yama Hall would send some powerful people, isn't there still a few Yamas? Why did you just send a few of you?"

"Thirteen, aren't we enough? Yan Zhuo laughed.

"Arrogance is not arrogant, as soon as you start to move, you will naturally know. But we're old acquaintances, and while I know I'm probably just talking nonsense, I still want to ask, can you leave now?"

"At this point, it's useless to talk too much. The old head shook his head.

Daozen smiled: "As expected. It's just that I'm nostalgic and don't want to fight with a few people for life and death. But a few of them must not be willing to show any affection for me. ”

"Hehehe, thirteen, I have always felt that among the few of us, you are the least fond of the word intercession, why do you even start to remember the old love now? Could it be that you broke your brain when you jumped off the cliff?"

"Li Qingfeng, I don't know about others, but you must want to break me into pieces. After all, I killed Xue Sirou, and that was your own sister. ”

When Li Qingfeng heard what Dao Chan said, his eyes widened: "How do you know about this?"

Daozen laughed: "It doesn't matter how I know, I know there are many more." I've always been curious, although your Xue family's "Xuan Poison Gong" has always been passed on to women and not men, but as a man, there are so many martial arts in the world, why do you have to cut off your own yang root to learn this poisonous skill? ”

"Shut up!" Li Qingfeng was so angry that he wanted to kill Dao Chan.

The old head shouted in a low voice: "Can't you see that he is a radical general?"

Only then did Li Qingfeng stop his eyes and look at Dao Chan: "Hold you in a while, I will definitely cut off your yang root." ”

Dao Chan smiled and looked at the old head: "Jiang is still old and spicy." Old head, since you can see this, then I don't want to think about it. Let's do it. ”

Saying that, Dao Chan threw down a few iron balls on the ground, and suddenly the smoke was filled, and the ancient leaders dodged one after another, but they couldn't avoid it.

Daochan rushed into the smoke, stabbed Li Qingfeng with a dagger in his hand, Li Qingfeng saw that Daochan took the lead in shooting at himself, just with his mind, his sleeves shook, the corner of Daochan's mouth hooked, the dagger was thrown towards Li Qingfeng, and the other wrist was reversed, and a dagger appeared, Li Qingfeng threw up his long sleeves and wrapped the dagger.

"Do you think you're the only one who can use poison?" Dao Chan held his breath, his body reversed in the air, and the dagger in his hand kept stabbing at Li Qingfeng. Li Qingfeng opened his mouth and let out a puff of white smoke, Dao Chan tapped his toes, his body swiped to the side, and smiled slightly: "It's your trick that I'm waiting for." ”

Suddenly, Li Qingfeng's body was crooked, and his body was paralyzed.

"Smoke is toxic?"

Daochan rushed towards Li Qingfeng, and the dagger stabbed at his neck: "Don't panic, the master is here to detoxify you." ”

At the last moment, a crutch smashed towards Daochan, and Daochan's eyes were cold, so he could only give up and hurriedly dodge. Gu Shou grabbed Li Qingfeng's arm, threw him out of the smoke, and then jumped out himself.

The mountain breeze passed by, and the smoke dispersed in all directions.

Dao Chan felt that it was a pity, if he had succeeded just now, he would have killed Li Qingfeng, and the ancient head would indeed be the most difficult one to deal with.

The ancient head has a dragon descending stick in one hand, although the martial level is not high, but for this exercise, it has been counted into the transformation realm. The ancient head is quite cautious in his work, and if he wants to deal with him, he really has to waste some hands and feet, although Dao Chan is not afraid in his heart, but after all, he is only a mortal martial artist now, and he is not slack.

"Okay, Thirteen, I didn't expect that I, a person who used poison, would be planted in your hands. Li Qingfeng laughed angrily.

Although the ancient head was expressionless, he sighed in his heart, he was so breathless, he was in the trap of Thirteen.

Daochan picked up the dagger that was thrown on the ground by Li Qingfeng.

And Yan Zhuohu, who has always been hot-tempered, is unusually calm today, he is standing behind the ancient head three at this time, watching coldly.

The ancient head crossed the cane in his hand, and Daozen knew that he was ready to make a move. The dragon stick is famous for its softness, and it pays attention to swinging the stick like soft water, but it can open the mountain. Against the enemy, you must not be entangled by the soft strength on the stick, otherwise it will be difficult to get out, Dao Zen touched his wrist.

Concubine Liu Ruofei looked at Dao Zen and was ruthless in her heart.

The ancient head fluttered lightly with a cane, as if he was strolling leisurely, but Dao Zen became more and more cautious, holding a dagger in both hands, and his anger sank into the dantian.

Suddenly, the crutch in the ancient head's hand stepped forward, Dao Chan only felt the wind in front of him, he didn't dare to take it hard, the dagger was crossed, and he was against the crutch, Li Qingfeng shook his sleeves when he saw the situation. Dao Zen knew that he could not delay for a long time, so he swiped down with both hands and jumped into the air.

The corners of Yan Zhuohu's mouth grinned, and his big hand suddenly grabbed Liu Ruofei on the side, and Liu Ruofei realized later: "Yan Zhuohu, what are you going to do?"

Yan Zhuohu smiled: "It's nothing, just ask you to come with me." ”

Concubine Liu Ruofei was furious in her heart, the long sword was unsheathed, Yan Zhuohu slapped Liu Ruofei on the back with a palm, Liu Ruofei only felt a pain in her heart, and fainted.

Dao Chan saw Yan Zhuohu attack on Concubine Liu Ruo, his heart suddenly became murderous, his wrist flicked, and more than a dozen flying needles shot out. Yan Zhuohu picked up Concubine Liu Ruo and stepped back again and again, jumping onto the tree.

Yan Zhuohu, let Liu Ruofei put it down. The ancient head was like water, and he was extremely angry in his heart, but he didn't expect that there would be an accident at this time, and this change was not Concubine Liu Ruo, but Yan Zhuohu.

"Old head, the Sprinkle family still has something to do, by the way, Thirteen, if you want to save Concubine Liu Ruo, come to the Sprinkle family, but you have to defeat the two in front of you first. ”

Daochan looked at Yan Zhuohu, although he didn't know what Yan Zhuohu's purpose was, but as he said, he didn't have the strength to save Concubine Liu Ruo now.

Daozen exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes were cold: "Originally, I was afraid of you joining forces, but it seems that I don't have to think so much now." ”

Before the words fell, he rushed to Li Qingfeng again, although Li Qingfeng could still make a move, but he was caught in his own smoke just now, and his hands and feet were not flexible.

Li Qingfeng wanted to kill Dao Chan and was fast, although he knew that he was now drugged, he still didn't let go.

The old head shouted, "Not good. ”

Dao Chan's body is like a swimming dragon, detouring behind Li Qingfeng, holding a dagger and stabbing him, Li Qingfeng is about to grab Dao Chan with his backhand. Since Li Qingfeng had practiced poison skills, he was highly poisonous all over his body, and Dao Chan was waiting for him to make a move, so he took out the musket in his arms and aimed it at Li Qingfeng's chest.

The birds in the mountains and forests flew in shock, and Li Qingfeng fell to the ground clutching his chest.

The ancient head had already smashed at Dao Chan with his cane, and Dao Chan ran around the ancient head on the ground, and the sleeve pins on his wrist continued to shoot out, a full hundred and ten.

The old head did not panic at all, holding the cane in both hands, spun it, and the flying needles were shot down.

Daozen sneered, although the dragon stick is powerful, but pay attention to one go, if the momentum is broken on the way, the power is greatly reduced, Daozen took out a few iron balls from his arms and smashed them at the ancient head, the ancient head is only a smoke, swinging the stick to hit the iron ball.

I only heard a loud noise, the iron ball exploded, although it did not cause damage to the ancient head, but he took two steps back, Dao Chan's eyes narrowed, it was now, a vertical rushed to the ancient head, the flying needle on the wrist came out again, and the ancient head that had been calm and calm finally appeared a trace of solemnity, but the flying needle attacked, and he couldn't help but block, Dao Chan saw the ancient head shoot, his body did not stop, and he hit the ancient head directly.

"Look for death!" the ancient head swung his stick, but Daozen did not avoid it, reached out to catch his blow, and the dagger stabbed the ancient head in the abdomen.

The blood flowed, and the old head looked at Dao Chan coldly: "Good boy, the old man thought that those were all false tricks, but I didn't expect you to hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred." ”

"It's an honor to receive your old compliments. Dao Chan used force in his hand, the dagger stirred, and slashed upwards by more than ten inches. Only then did he pull back.

The ancient head looked at the wound in his abdomen, smiled, supported the ground with his cane, and never moved again.

Yan Zhuo laughed: "The Sprinkle family is really right, you kid is really powerful, come with me." With that, he leaped and disappeared into the woods.

Daozen glanced back at the place where the knife was hidden, his eyes were cold, and he followed.