Chapter 42: Fight to the Death

Qiao Zhen looked up, but saw a small mountain-like short and fat thing in the distance flicked on the ground and fell in front of him in an instant.

"I have heard for a long time that Bao Wenlong, the leader of the Moya Gang, is like a dragon, standing in the bitter cold land of the north, and I don't want to see Your Excellency in a southern town today!" Qiao Zhen shook his right hand, and the black wooden box was already thrown into the car.

"Old Monster Qiao doesn't have to be nervous, you also know that the pimple in the north is too cold, so we can only go to the south to escape the cold!" Bao Wenlong chewed on the fat chicken, shook his thick cheeks and kept looking into the carriage, and snorted and said, "Is there an aunt and master captured by Old Monster Qiao hidden in the car!"

Qiao Zhen laughed: "I have long heard that the big boss of the Moya Gang is extremely leprosy, and when I see it today, Your Excellency is really not a wasted person, a dog thief surnamed Bao, if you want to beat Lao Tzu, I will accompany you to fight, but your dog mouth will be cleaned for me, when did Qiao someone have an aunt and master in the car!"

Bao Wenlong licked his tongue and said, "Yes, yes, Old Monster Qiao is only interested in Zhong Damei, but it's a pity that people don't even look at you!"

Qiao Chen's eyes were bloodshot when he heard this, and he roared angrily: "What are you! His name is also your name!" After that, thinking that Bao Wenlong didn't mention his name, he shouted again, "Don't say your name, even if it's his surname, you are not allowed to call a pig!"

Bao Wenlong snorted coldly, squinted at him and said, "My name is what! Old Monster Qiao, put down the wine for me today, and I'll let you go, otherwise, hehe, this time next year will be your death day!"

Qiao Chen's heart was relieved when he heard this, he only said that the other party was to grab the Emei Sword Codex, it turned out that he was just robbing the wine, so he didn't know about the Sword Codex.

"What's the matter, Bao Fatty, you have also become someone else's lackey, if this swordsman is not mistaken, you can't mess with wine when you practice Moya Fart Skill!"

Bao Wenlong heard that he despised his own magic skills so much, and the thick flesh on his cheeks couldn't help shaking: "Old monster Qiao, you clean your mouth for me, our cliff magic skill is the first magic skill in the rivers and lakes, you dare to be so disrespectful to me, I will let you be in a different place today!"

Qiao Zhen sneered and said: "You Moya Gang up and down, your skin is really thick, what do you say about the first magic skill, it's not like being a lackey for others!"

Bao Wenlong tore off a chicken leg, bit it and said, "How about it, old monster Qiao, don't you take the wine?" I count to three, if you don't do it, don't blame me for bullying people......!"

Qiao Zhen knew that a vicious battle was inevitable, and was thinking about a strategy to resist the enemy, but he didn't expect that the other party had already made a move!

"Despicable villain!" Qiao Zhen shook the fat chicken thrown by Bao Wenlong with one palm, but he didn't want the other party's palms to hit his chest like a dragon going to sea!

Qiao Zhen didn't dare to be careless, seeing that the other party was a killer move as soon as he made a move, his left foot was slightly bent at the moment, and his right foot was on the ground, and the broken jade fist held the opponent's palms hard, who knew that the opponent's palm power was loosened, and it rolled towards him like a wave!

Qiao Zhen said secretly, "What a trick to climb the cliff and three waves!" Then his legs loosened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow"!

Bao Wenlong took a deep breath and said, "Old Monster Qiao, your mountain-shaking skill can hold me one layer of waves, but you can't carry my three layers of waves!"

Qiao Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Nonsense, the surname Bao is not ashamed and shameless, you have only practiced to the second wave!"

Bao Wenlong's face turned blue and white, and he said vaguely: "So what, surnamed Qiao, I will send you on your way today!"

Qiao Zhen shook his head and said, "Wait!"

Bao Wenlong sneered: "The surname is Qiao, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you have hard bones, and you can't imagine that you are also greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Qiao Zhen squinted at him and said, "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just unwilling, because I could have defeated you!"

Bao Wenlong squinted at him and said, "Originally, the surname Qiao, there are only a few people on the rivers and lakes who can pass through my cliffs and three waves, but unfortunately you are not among them!"

Qiao Zhen let out a "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, and seeing Bao Wenlong walking over with a sneer, he had no time to wipe off the blood, and said loudly: "Emei Sword Dictionary is not among them!"

Bao Wenlong was shocked when he heard this: "Emei Sword Dictionary, isn't that in the hands of your demon king?"

Qiao Zhen said: "If I say that the Emei Sword Code is in my hands now!" After that, with a flip of his wrist, the palm-sized iron sword was already pointing to the sky!

Bao Wenlong hesitated: "Have you practiced the swordsmanship on the sword codex?"

Qiao Zhen snorted coldly, his right sword flickered slightly, and he was already flying towards Bao Wenlong.

Bao Wenlong had a heart to slap Qiao Xu, but he couldn't help but want to see if he could really use the kung fu on the Emei Sword Codex, after all, he had not yet learned this world-class swordsmanship, not to mention that with Qiao Xu's state at this time, even if he used the kung fu on the Sword Codex, he couldn't help him, after all, he was already at the end of the crossbow after receiving his own palm, Bao Wenlong thought about it, and he was even more fearless!

Qiao Chen's whole body strength at this time has been completely gathered on the iron-armored sword, he expected that Bao Wenlong would not make a move before seeing this move, because he did not leave himself a back move, such a dangerous way is really impossible, the swordsmanship on the Emei Sword Book is surprising and obscure, even if he thinks hard every day, the participation is still extremely limited, this move Qingqu duckweed was originally to sword style to Qingge's ethereal far shore, on the slow song of the soft and slight breeze, point to the Pingfu on the water seems to have but no power, to run the foot to win, Move with static force, unload the enemy's power in the slow flow, and then defeat the enemy with the crisp strength of a little duckweed.

Qiao Xu's comprehension is limited, and this Qingping's power is always uneven when the sword is lightly tapped, because he didn't use the swordsmanship on the Emei Sword Code at the beginning, after all, for him, the Zhenshan Gong that has been cultivated for decades is the most reliable.

Bao Wenlong's whole body was full of true qi, his eyes stared at the iron sword in Qiao Chen's hand like a torch, and the sword light slapped like a long river of clear water, which actually suffocated his true qi, in this moment of lightning and flint, the long sword shook slightly, and a crisp "crackling" sound fell between the empty heaven and earth!

Bao Wenlong snorted, and with a push of both hands, Qiao Zhen flew away like a broken paper kite, and the sword had exhausted all the strength in his body.

Bao Wenlong looked at a sword mark under his left rib, and said contemptuously: "Old monster Qiao, don't disgust me, this is the Emei Sword Codex!"

Qiao Zhen lay on the ground, struggled to swallow the blood that kept gushing out of his throat, and said strongly: "You, don't you believe it?"

Bao Wenlong rolled his eyes and said: "I have heard for a long time that the Emei sword is unparalleled in the world, but your sword is like a chicken claw scratching people, it is useless!"

Qiao Zhen said: "But after all, it broke your true qi!"

Bao Wenlong thought to himself that it was right, the swordsmanship on this old boy's Emei Sword Book was obviously not practiced, otherwise what the situation would be, it was really hard to say, thinking of this, he shook his head.