Chapter 39: The Killing Game (1)
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Whether it was Shao Siming or Li Ye, the speed was not as fast as that of a monk in the middle of Qi training, and the two of them left the post station one after the other, and they were miles away in a moment.
The night rain and thunder, the lightning flashed, and occasionally reflected the restless faces of the refugees under the eaves of the post station.
Hundreds of steps away from the post station, on the wide official road, there was a person holding an umbrella and walking towards the post station.
The umbrella is the most ordinary oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella is painted with cyan lotus leaves and pink lotus, the hand holding the umbrella is scarlet, the fingers are slender and slender, the woman under the oil-paper umbrella is tall, every step forward, is more than three feet long legs to step out first.
Next to the woman holding the umbrella, there was also a middle-aged Taoist with a sword. The Taoist clasped his hands in his sleeves, occasionally glanced at the post station, and his expression was flat. He didn't hold an umbrella, but he didn't get rainy, the gust of wind blew on his face, and his dry clothes and hair and feet did not float at all.
"You don't have to come. The Great Priest was the first to speak, slightly dissatisfied.
"I have to come. The middle-aged Taoist said plainly.
"Master can't trust us?" the Great Priest frowned.
"I can't believe it. The middle-aged Taoist was blunt.
"Which point?" the Grand Priest said angrily.
"A little bit about strength. "Middle-aged humane.
"Master can't trust our strength, but he can trust you?"
"With me, Master can be trusted. ”
"I don't understand. ”
"You should understand. ”
Da Si Ming stopped, looked at the brightly lit post station from afar, and was silent for a moment: "The Tsing Yi Yamen has indeed arrived in Laizhou, but so what? There are still only three monks by Cui Keli's side, and there is only one person who is worthy of our eyes. ”
The middle-aged Taoist also stopped: "Is it the one who fights you in Jimo Villa, or the one who carries the peachwood sword?"
Da Si ordered: "The one who carries the peach wood sword is only in the middle of qi training." Even though he was a disciple of that man, there was nothing to fear now. ”
The middle-aged Taoist was noncommittal.
Da Si Ming turned his head to look at him: "Who is the Xuanpao boy who fought with us?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "That's why Master sent me." ”
The Great Priest: "What do you mean?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "It means I don't know." ”
Da Si ordered: "Could it be that he is a person from the Tsing Yi Yamen?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "The Tsing Yi Yamen should not be underestimated. ”
The Grand Priest laughed.
Middle-aged Taoist: "Pinglu's new Jiedu envoy, that is, Li Ye, the king of An, although he has not yet arrived in Laizhou, he has already swept the rivers and lakes of Pinglu. He was not good, and we had despised him too much before. ”
Da Si ordered: "Just because of Qizhou, because of the Tsing Yi Yamen?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "Isn't that enough?"
The Great Priest: "How much trouble can they make?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "Within three days, the Tsing Yi Yamen issued twenty-three heroic posts in a row, and all the people who took the heroic posts stayed in place, including the Wang family. ”
The great priest was stunned.
She asked, "Have you seen them?"
The middle-aged Taoist: "What do you want to see them? ”
Da Si ordered: "There are people from the Tsing Yi Yamen at the post station?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "Maybe." ”
The Great Priest: "What if there is?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "Naturally, it was killed." ”
The chief priest ordered: "How many people did the master send to deal with the Tsing Yi Yamen?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "It doesn't matter how many people are sent, the important thing is that it is enough to get rid of the Tsing Yi Yamen." ”
Da Si ordered: "The Cui family has taken over the hero's post, and made it clear that he will obey his orders, if that Xuanpao boy, if he is really a person from the Tsing Yi Yamen, then Cui Keli will still have the Tsing Yi Yamen secretly protecting him." ”
Middle-aged Taoist: "I intend to lead the snake out of the hole, and then follow the vine to touch the melon." ”
The Great Priest: "Will they really show up?"
Middle-aged Taoist: "They have appeared. ”
Seven or eight monks dressed in green clothes had already appeared from both sides of the post station, stepped up to the official road, and walked towards the chief priest and the middle-aged Taoist.
Middle-aged Taoist: "I have a question. ”
"You have enough time to ask." ”
Middle-aged Taoist: "Why do you have an umbrella?"
Da Si Ming smiled: "Because it's good-looking." ”
It's not just the oil-paper umbrella that looks good, but also the sword light that suddenly appears.
......
"You've chosen a good place. ”
Li Ye stopped in a wilderness clearing and said to Shao Si.
The ground under his feet was very flat, and there were knee-high wild grass all around him, but on the other side of the clearing, more than a hundred steps away from him, there was a forest at the foot of the mountain.
Even if they were quite far away, Li Ye seemed to clearly see that the other party's clear and clear eyes were like the first snowflakes falling on the vast earth.
There was an open space around him with a radius of dozens of zhang, and Li Ye didn't have to worry about attacking at all, but compared to it, Shao Si Ming, who was a hundred steps away, was undoubtedly a greater threat.
Penglai Daomen has been inherited for thousands of years, has thousands of monks, and has laid out early in troubled times, but there are very few monks who have reached the ninth level of Qi training. As far as Li Ye knows, except for the head of Penglai who has stepped into the real realm, before the birth of the eldest young master, there was only the chief disciple of Penglai's generation.
Shao Si Ming stood quietly in the treetops, not in a hurry, maybe she was waiting for Li Ye to move first.
Li Ye didn't have the slightest eagerness.
Although he couldn't help but worry about the situation of the post station after leaving the post station and running so far, he knew more that even if the great priest was not there, the opponent in front of him had the ability to kill him.
A hundred steps away, not long or short, Li Ye can rush over with two quick steps, but this is also the best distance for Shao Si to launch "Wanye Flying Flower Jue", her fighting style is mainly long-range killing, but her body is vigorous, and her speed is unpredictable, Li Ye knows that even if she rushes over at the fastest speed, she may not be able to touch the corner of her clothes.
It's a fierce rival.
In the face of a fierce enemy, there is only one battle.
Li Ye's eyebrows and eyes flickered, and a wisp of aura was injected into Lu Gujian, lighting up the dense lines of the sword body, and the green mangs flashed on the sword body, and in an instant, the long sword itself was no longer visible, only the green mangs appeared empty.
He rushed out.
At this time, Shao Si Ming, who was calm in his eyebrows, had already raised his slender and weak arm, and used the aura beating between his index fingers as a pen to outline a yin and yang figure in front of him, which seemed to be real and illusory.
She grasped the timing just right, it was the enemy who did not move, I did not move, and the enemy wanted to move, I moved first.
Li Ye, who was running forward, kept staring at Shao Si Ming, and when he saw this action, his heart was alarmed, and the strong threat came in the air, so that he had to withdraw and retreat, and volleyed backwards: "Damn, it's this move again!"
The calm wilderness changed suddenly, the ground shook suddenly, countless barren grasses turned into debris, and shot up from the ground, under the barren grass, a huge yin and yang pattern suddenly appeared, and the pattern was as blue as the aurora.
Li Ye slashed down with a sword in the air, crushing the flowers and plants flying under his feet into powder, and the sword qi fell to the ground with a bang, plowing a huge ravine on the yin and yang pattern, and the dust was flying.
Shao Si Ming finished painting the yin and yang graphics in front of him, and the eyes on the scarf that were brighter than gems suddenly flashed a touch of fine light, and in an instant, her momentum rose suddenly, and her purple hair in her clothes swayed backwards, and as soon as the murderous aura appeared, it filled the air!
Bang bang
Li Ye was surprised to look at Shao Si Ming, and saw that the other party's ten fingers were flying, and the movement of the seal was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, only the aura that jumped up and down, like smart notes on the music!
Li Ye's eyes widened, the ground under his feet exploded rapidly, the sound came and went, and a chain of leaves broke through the ground, sweeping towards him in all directions!
All four directions are truncated by yin and yang figures, and there are leaf chains in all directions, no matter how Li Ye dodges, he will be attacked, and as long as his body is slightly paused, he will be surrounded by countless leaf chains!
Li Ye scolded a dirty word, and said angrily to Shao Siming: "Flying Leaf Lock Immortal Array! Damn, come up and make a big move!"
......
"Shao Si Ming can solve that kid? I heard that when you were in Jimo Villa, the two of you joined forces, and he had a few tricks with you. ”
Outside the post station, facing the monks approaching step by step, the middle-aged Taoist calmly took off the long sword he was carrying, and still had time to talk to the great priest.
The corners of Da Si Ming's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "A guy who has cultivated qi at the seventh level, no matter how powerful he is, what kind of waves can he make?" In Jimo Villa, the reason why he was able to make a few moves with us was just that his combat power was obviously higher than the cultivation realm, and we underestimated the enemy. ”
The middle-aged Taoist sighed: "Is that really the case?"
Da Si Ming sank his face: "Shao Si Ming's temperament, you should know, although she is quiet and tranquil on weekdays, and seems to have no quarrel with the world, in fact, when has she ever been defeated? This time, she asked herself to fight that guy alone, and she chose the battlefield away from here, so that none of us could interfere, and she wanted to regain the dignity she lost that day. ”
The middle-aged Taoist raised his sword eyebrows, and wiped his two fingers on the sword body, and the dense lines were lit up one after another, outlining the pattern of a flock of cranes soaring into the clouds, and in the face of the seven or eight monks who rushed forward, he calmly slashed out a sword: "As long as the young master is willing to work hard, what else do I have to worry about? When she was serious, even I didn't dare to take her flying leaf lock immortal array head-on." ”
The middle-aged Taoist is the chief disciple of Penglai's generation, Zhang Yunhe.
He slashed out with a sword, and within twenty feet in front of him, not a drop of rain fell.
There was no more rain around.
Only a white crane with flapping wings appeared out of thin air, leading its neck and groaning, as if it wanted to fly into the sky!
The seven or eight cultivators who rushed towards them, some were about to jump out, some were raising their swords to slash, and some were pinching the trick in their hands, but at this moment, they were all frozen in place!
Suddenly, the white crane rose into the air, the heavy rain fell, and the sound of wind and rain sounded again.
The seven or eight monks, when the first drop of rain fell on their shoulders, fell into the mud one after another, without even moving their fingers.
Da Si Ming glanced at Zhang Yunhe speechlessly: "It's just a group of ants, it's also worth your use of "Crane Qi Jue" to make such a big noise?"
Zhang Yunhe put away the long sword and walked towards the post station with his hands in his hands: "This is called taking the lead." ”
The Great Priest smiled sarcastically, but still stepped forward.
After the launch of "Crane Qi Jue", Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang appeared at the gate of the post station one after another, they saw the white crane soaring into the air, and also saw seven or eight monks falling one after another, that was the monk of the Tsing Yi Yamen who they had never seen and did not know, but at this time, when they saw Zhang Yunhe walking forward, both of them were awe-inspiring.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang had seen each other in Jimo Villa, and when they saw her and Zhang Yunhe appearing together, they didn't know that the other party was here to find fault.
However, the Great Master of the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation is no longer something that the two of them can deal with, not to mention the addition of Zhang Yunhe, who can kill seven or eight monks with one sword.
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