Chapter Seventy-Three: Golden Knife Yang Yifang
Li Changsheng can be regarded as a salute before the soldiers, handed over the silver ticket, expressed his intentions, and used the willow leaf dart, which is also to warn the people who stand in the way that he is not easy to provoke, generally speaking, to this point, unless someone comes to have the heart to fight Li Changsheng to the death, otherwise he will weigh it and let him pass.
But unfortunately, this time, it is obvious that the person who came did not mean to let Li Changsheng go over.
After Li Changsheng shot out the silver ticket, he heard a deep voice ringing in his ears, "Li Changsheng, I've been waiting for you for two years, and you're finally back, now, come out and get your death, for the sake of the face of gold and jade, I can give you a whole corpse." ”
As soon as the words fell, Li Changsheng heard a gust of wind coming, with a few loud clicks, and the entire carriage cover was split in an instant, the sky was bright, and a figure appeared in front of Li Changsheng's eyes in the yellow sand. I saw this person, dressed in a brown short suit, with dark skin and expressionless face, and he looked no different from ordinary people in the Gobi Desert, the only difference was that he was holding a golden machete in his arms, which made people dare not look directly.
"Golden Knife, are you Yang Yifang?" Seeing the person coming, Li Changsheng suddenly realized, no wonder this person didn't let himself go, it turned out to be the third of the three brothers of Luo Ma, Golden Knife Yang Yifang. When he first came out of the rivers and lakes, he killed Ma Xingtian among the three brothers, Yang Yifang was furious, and shot 5,000 taels of silver to chase and kill himself, but unfortunately, he left northern Shaanxi at that time and went to Wudang Mountain.
Later, he went to Shennongjia, where even the Pingling Zhenren of Wudang did not dare to say that he could retreat with his whole body, and these Jianghu people naturally did not look for death, and even many people said that Li Changsheng was dead, only Yang Yifang was alone, and he didn't believe this, and finally, on this day, he found Li Changsheng.
Looking at Yang Yifang, who was standing in the sea of sand, like a needle of the sea of Dinghai, Li Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, and coughed violently a few times: "Ahem, cough, it seems, cough, Yang San and I are in charge today, and only one person can leave here?"
"Not bad. Yang Yifang said in a deep voice, slowly pulled out the golden knife in his hand, and aimed it at Li Changsheng, "Make a move." ”
"Generally speaking, when I am against others, others strike first, and it seems that today, it is time for me to strike first. Seeing this, Li Changsheng coughed a few times, showed a pale smile and said, as soon as the words fell, Li Changsheng's coughing disappeared instantly, and with a bang, a willow leaf dart shot out, shooting towards Yang Yifang's throat at a strange angle.
"Okay!" Seeing this, Yang Yifang's eyes lit up, and he spit out a word stiffly, and the golden knife waved in an instant. Yang Yifang's golden knife, just like the desert yellow sand in front of him, is extremely fast, wide open and close, like quicksand rolling waves, like gusts of wind in the desert, like flying sand and stones, knife skills together, the heat wave will come with the knife light pavement, ding ding ding, a series of seven sounds, I saw Yang Yifang attack seven knives as soon as he made a move, each knife was cut on the willow leaf dart, after the seven knives, but the willow leaf dart the size of the willow leaf was split into pieces.
"What a clever golden knife technique!" Li Changsheng shouted when he saw this, the whole person rose and fell, his palm waved, and with a few sighs, a few willow leaf darts surrounded his palm, like a shadow, and slapped Yang Yifang with one palm.
Seeing this, Yang Yifang's expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of the golden knife, the golden light in the sky instantly splitted out, like the yellow sand stirring, slashing at Li Changsheng with a knife, only to see the figures of the two of them coming and going in the yellow sand, the golden light and silver flashed uncertainly, and the sound of gold and iron sounded from time to time.
After fighting more than 30 moves in a row, suddenly, Li Changsheng slapped his palm on the body of Yang Yi's golden knife, and the whole person flew out in an instant, only to see him lying sideways in the air with a milk swallow thrown into the forest, and came back reflexively.
These five willow leaf darts collided and changed in mid-air, like flowers blooming, the speed was so fast, it was almost the fastest speed that Li Changsheng could perform, Yang Yifang saw this, his face changed suddenly, and the golden knife in his hand waved out, impermeable, water could not be splashed, bang, five willow leaf darts fell on the golden knife, and the huge force suddenly shocked Yang Yifang's tiger mouth cracked, blood burst out, blood fell on the golden knife, gold and red staggered, very bright.
"How is it possible?" Yang Yifang was shocked in his heart, although he knew that Li Changsheng's martial arts were not bad, but he didn't expect that in two years, Li Changsheng's internal strength would be able to be so strong, just the internal force infused into Li Changsheng's five willow leaf darts, he had at least opened up nine meridians, or even more, how could this be possible?
Today's rivers and lakes, open up the six meridians, is a good hand, open up seven, you can dominate one side, open eight, just like Yang Yifang, can be called the top good hand in the rivers and lakes, as for the nine, ten, only gold inlaid jade, Zhou Huai'an is the top master, looking at the rivers and lakes, but a dozen people, as for the more, I am afraid there are only old monsters like Ping Ling Zhenren.
How old is Li Changsheng, especially the appearance of a tuberculosis ghost, how can he be able to open up the nine meridians.
Although Yang Yifang was only slightly stunned, Li Changsheng was not an easy person, so he immediately made a move, pinching a willow leaf dart between his fingers and stabbing Yang Yifang in the eyes.
Yang Yifang hurriedly drew his knife to defend himself, and the layers of knife light waved, and the wind and yellow sand flew, one after another, making people at a loss.
However, although this move is powerful, but the two have fought dozens of moves, Li Changsheng also has some understanding of Yang Yifang's knife skills, and now he suddenly returned to defense, and the trick was old, and he was suddenly caught by Li Changsheng, only to see the palm of his hand slapped up and down on the knife body, and the strong internal force fell on the knife body, and suddenly a buzzing vibration sound came, Yang Yifang's palm hurt, and the golden knife in his hand fell to the ground instantly.
Then, two willow leaf darts bloomed in front of him, Yang Yifang's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated, but there was too late, only to hear a miserable scream, and the two willow leaf darts instantly fell on Yang Yifang's eyes, turning him into a blind man. Then, he saw that Li Changsheng was like a ghost, and instantly flashed behind Yang Yifang who was covering his eyes and screaming, and the willow leaf dart slashed through his throat, and then he heard a pop, blood burst out, Yang Yifang's body stiffened, and he fell heavily into the yellow sand, dyeing a piece of yellow sand red.
For a while, in the entire sea of sand, only the whistling sound of the wind sweeping through the yellow sand and Li Changsheng's violent coughing sound that almost coughed out the lung tubes.