Chapter Eighty-Nine: I Will Blame You 1
Hayue County, Qian Fu.
In the palatial front hall, Qian Youdao sat on the main seat, and his son Qian Shouye did not sit down, but stood respectfully with his hands down.
There were three people sitting below, an old man, a young man, and the rest was the most special, childlike height, but with a long beard and many wrinkles on his face, he turned out to be a dwarf.
No one spoke, they seemed to be waiting for something.
After a cup of tea, a family member ran in from outside, and he fell to his knees panting, "Master, that... The bald head knocked back all the people who had passed, and was coming towards the house. ”
Qian Youdao's action of drinking tea stiffened, and then soothed, and he said softly: "What kind of body is it that is panicked." Three masters, it's up to you next. ”
The dwarf was the most anxious, and said: "Just a child, there is nothing to worry about, even if his master Chen Jiantu is here, I am not afraid." ”
When the young man with the sword on his back heard this, he sneered and said, "Of course you are not afraid, who doesn't know that the spirit boy is the best at escaping, and besides, people may not care about a child who doesn't grow up." ”
The dwarf was furious when he heard this, and as soon as he flipped his hand, three steel needles appeared between his fingers, surrounded by qi and emitting a faint green light.
"What qualifications do you have to say that I, a Sword Shrine Outcast, am not a lost dog!"
The young man sneered, the long sword behind his back buzzed, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring, "Then I'll let you see the power of the lost dog!"
Just when the tension was tense, the old man who had been slow coughed, "Enough, let's come here to solve the trouble for Master Qian, not to cause chaos for others, both of you should pay attention." ”
As soon as he spoke, the two unruly guys instantly stopped talking, and after each snorted coldly, they no longer paid attention to each other.
Qian Youdao breathed a sigh of relief, the people in the rivers and lakes were the most rebellious, and he was really worried about the fight just now.
The old man stood up and arched his hand, "Master Qian, prepare things and wait, wait for us to go and get the child's head." ”
After saying that, he walked out of the front hall first, and the young man grabbed a handful of food and followed closely, and the dwarf glanced at him with disdain, and walked at the end with his head held high.
So when Wang Yu and the others arrived at the gate of the Qian Mansion, they saw three guys who were not ordinary people waiting for them.
"You are Wang Yu?!" The dwarf tilted his head and squinted and said: "A certain name is Ling Tongzi, remember this name, and when you report to Lord Yama, you can know who killed you!"
"Okay, okay, got it. Wang Yu smiled and nodded, looking at the old man, "Your Excellency?"
"The old man has not been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time, but in the early years, some people called me a ghost fist, and not many people should know about it at this time. The old man was very polite, but the killing intent in his eyes had begun to converge, more and more, more and more violent.
The last person left didn't wait for Wang Yu to ask, and introduced himself: "My name is Jiang Yun, an outcast of the Sword Shrine. ”
Sword Shrine?
When Wang Yu heard this name for the first time, he glanced at him with some curiosity, "Is it the tomb of the sword, or the grave of the swordsman?"
Jiang Yun paused as he swallowed something, "It's all there." ”
Wang Yu nodded, "The Qian family didn't let us go out of the county, so I came over to say hello, the provincial master Qian still has to work hard and do things in secret, do you want to stop it?"
"Take people's money, eliminate disasters for others, boy, take the call!"
The spirit boy was the first to strike, and six steel needles were shot out by him at an incredible angle, with such speed and fierce castration that they caused ripples in the air.
Moreover, the tip of the needle is wrapped in a qi machine, and this special exercise is specially designed to break the horizontal practice of outsiders, and it is often as long as it clicks, not only can it shoot through the flesh and blood, but also form a large hole, which is extremely vicious.
The people in the rivers and lakes who followed Wang Yu far behind were already surprised when they saw the three people in front of the Qian Mansion.
When the dwarf made a move, no matter how bad his eyesight was, he recognized that his heels were coming, and the more he knew, the more frightened he became.
The assassination of the Star Spirit Boy, it is rumored that the shot must be killed, a secret weapon kung fu is superb, within a hundred steps to point where to hit, especially through his special technique issued by the steel needle, is called a life-killing needle by many good deeds.
Facing the fierce hidden weapon, Wang Yu shook his head and smiled, opened his mouth and spit lightly, and the same six cyan sword qi broke through the air.
In an instant, the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, and after exhausting the force, the sword qi dissipated, and the steel needle fell to the ground, clanging.
The spirit boy's face changed, and his expression became solemn.
Jiang Yun sneered on the side: "What a powerful steel needle!"
The angry spirit boy glared at him viciously, but the enemy was now, not the time to attack.
It seemed light just now, but the eyesight shown by Wang Yu and the degree of control over the sword qi were not to be underestimated.
Moreover, the spirit boy was not sure whether the strength of the sword qi used by Wang Yu happened to be the same as him, or whether he deliberately used it after seeing the power of the flying needle clearly.
If it's the latter, it's terrible.
The heart was ruthless, and the spirit boy shouted angrily: "I see how you block it!"
With that, the man shot into the air, and his body spun.
"Infernal!"
The roar was accompanied by countless hidden weapons, most of which were steel needles, thick and thin, thick as thumb and as thin as hair.
"Okay, I'll show you!"
Wang Yu's expression was calm, and he protected the Hu family brothers and sisters and Chen Anzhi behind him. And the ghost fist and Jiang Yun on the opposite side had already retreated when the spirit boy jumped.
The cyan robe on his body shook, and he raised his hands to aim at the hidden weapon that flew from the sky, and the cyan sword qi surged out from his sleeves.
For a while, there was a loud jingle on the long street, but fortunately, few people passed in front of the Qian Mansion, and there were no hawkers buying and selling here, so no one was injured by mistake.
And those Jianghu people are hiding far away, so they don't have to worry about it at all. They looked at it dumbfounded, they had already pulled Wang Yu very high in their hearts, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were completely convinced.
If you really wanted to kill people at the noodle stall before, it is estimated that none of them would survive.
After all, the hidden weapon on the spirit boy was limited, and the qi was also exhausted, so he had to fall down.
The impact in the air had stopped, and it was all the hidden weapons he had sent out, on the other hand, Wang Yu's face was not red or panting, as if he had just yawned just now, and he was very relaxed.
Jiang Yun, as the heir of the Sword Shrine, although he is an outcast, his eyesight is still there, so he understands the horror better.
Not to mention that eyesight and control, just the amount of sword qi can already scare half of the swordsmen in the world to death.
The three catties of sword qi practiced by Chen Jiantu, Jiang Yun didn't know it, just like his name, the amount that can be stored in each person's body is limited, and if there is more, he will explode and die.
In that short period of time just now, Wang Yu used sword qi, I am afraid that it has already surpassed.
And looking at his appearance, he didn't waste any effort at all, he was simply scary.
The killer weapon is regarded as an ordinary means, how can this fight be fought?