Chapter 129: The Poor Dagger

The white tiger camps outside the camp, the camp road in the forest, the night breeze blows quietly, rolling up a few fallen leaves. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the moonlight, Wang Baitao smiled brightly, as if intentionally and unintentionally, and reached out to grab Baicheng's shoulder.

Bai Cheng shook his head slightly, turned his body, dodged Wang Baitao's palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother is not well, it's better not to do more contact, in case you also get sick, it's not good." ”

Wang Baitao shook his head and said: "Brother, my body and bones are not so weak, a little typhoid fever is nothing!"

"Yes, we are brothers and sisters, live and die together, a little typhoid fever is nothing!"

As he spoke, a man strode across the camp road, his face was like a silver plate, his body was burly, he was wearing a bright light armor, and he was holding a bright silver spear, the head of which was a little red, brilliant like a flame, even in the night, it was also very conspicuous.

Bai Cheng's face changed slightly, his eyes were a little vigilant, and he slowly walked away from Wang Baitao and walked towards the person opposite.

This person strode quickly, his face was smiling rather than smiling, and Bai Cheng walked firmly, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Twenty zhang, fifteen zhang, ten zhang, five zhang...

Just as the two were about to meet, Bai Cheng exerted force at his feet, and his body rose vertically, like an eagle falcon, sweeping into the air, about to pass over the top of this person's head.

There was no trace of surprise in this person's eyes, he roared, and the spear in his hand flickered, and a little red cherry blossom sprinkled towards Bai Cheng's figure like a fire in the sky!

This person's marksmanship is fine, and the gun is fierce, he is the first person Bai Cheng has ever seen in his life!

Bai Cheng snorted lightly, and his figure rose higher and higher, rising two feet. The man was nearly nine feet tall and had a spear in his hand, which was less than two feet even if the two were combined.

Bai Cheng actually jumped over the spear flowers and jumped straight behind this person.

As early as when Wang Baitao appeared, he was already vigilant in his heart, and after this person appeared, he was even more bright, he was afraid that Chen Wenli had been discovered, and these two people came to intercept him one after the other.

Therefore, he had already used his whole body's qi and blood, silently transporting the floating cloud style of the "Thirteen Styles of Breaking Jade", and when the situation was slightly wrong, he flew out of here.

He guessed right, this man really came prepared, and he was ready to fight him.

When this man saw Bai Cheng jumping high and was about to jump past the tip of his spear, he laughed and said, "Thief dares!

As he spoke, the spear in his hand struck upward, and a loud bang suddenly sounded from the red tassel of the spear, and then, a flash of fire rose into the sky, like a fire dragon, and struck straight towards Bai Cheng's figure!

Bai Cheng's complexion changed suddenly, he never expected that the spear in this person's hand was hiding a mechanism!

He shouted, tore off his clothes, used all his strength, rounded his clothes, rolled down, and with a move of "wind stirring snow", he swept a fire dragon into his clothes and led it to the side of his side.

The set of clothes on his body was a military uniform taken from Chen Wenli, which seemed to be light and thin, but it was extremely tough, and his defensive ability was no less than ordinary light armor, so he could roll the fire dragon in it in one fell swoop.

With the ascending power of this fire dragon, Bai Cheng's figure rose three feet higher again, passing over the head of the person below him!

Bai Cheng was about to escape, and suddenly heard the sound of a golden blade breaking through the air behind him, and glanced back slightly, only to see a short knife slashing towards his vest, and a thin silver chain was tied to the handle of the short knife, which was actually a Qimen weapon light steel willow leaf chain knife!

The blade is blue, revealing a blue light in the moonlight, obviously a divine weapon, one end of the silver chain is tied to the hilt, and the other end is held in Wang Baitao's hand.

Bai Cheng has never seen this kind of weapon since he came to this world, but in his previous life, he had seen the famous Li Yuanfang on TV, but he didn't expect to meet the enemy who used this weapon today.

This light steel willow leaf chain knife is extremely difficult to use, not only can it be thrown to hurt people, but the user can pull the silver chain at will, adjust the direction and strength of the short knife attack, especially in the hands of qi training masters, and even perform moves, as if fighting people head-on.

Bai Cheng was in mid-air, and it was too late to dodge the short knife, so he broke off with a shout, and the Northern Stygian Sword in his hand was unsheathed and slashed back obliquely.

With a "poof", the head of the short knife was cut off, leaving only the blade to continue to fly forward.

Bai Cheng exerted his strength in his waist and hips, and in mid-air more than two zhang high, his left leg kicked back, and one foot was kicking on the knife body, and with this recoil force, he suddenly jumped seven feet and fell to the ground, leaving the man with the gun behind him with Wang Baitao!

Just as Bai Cheng was about to land, he suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest, and a dark energy came silently.

This dark energy came from the air, silently, without raising a bit of dust, but the strength was extremely powerful, and after the energy entered the body, it invaded into the internal organs, hurting people from the inside out.

If others are not caught off guard for a while, they may fall into a plot, but Bai Cheng has a sword qi given by Fang Yin, and he is the best at dealing with this kind of martial art that relies on Yin Qi to hurt people.

He immediately urged the sword qi to roll in the five internal organs, and this yin energy turned into invisible.

Bai Cheng had already begun to dissolve the sword qi in the air, and when his feet landed on the ground, the sword qi had already melted cleanly. After he was down-to-earth, he didn't stop at all, and he took eight steps to catch the cicada, and flew forward.

"Ahh

In the woods on the south side of the road, someone shouted in a low voice, as if a little surprised!

Although Bai Cheng heard the voice on the side of the road, he didn't have time to take care of this person, so he exerted his strength and continued to run forward.

This camp road is only a hundred feet, and in the blink of an eye, Bai Cheng is about to rush out of the camp road, and he sees that he has rushed into the opposite camp

At this moment, Bai Cheng only heard a whistling, and an iron rod swept over, powerful and difficult to resist.

Bai Cheng frowned, dodging the stick.

Unexpectedly, after the stick was swept over, it turned into two in an instant, striking from the left and right respectively. Bai Cheng was surprised in his heart, his body was short, he took a step back, and flashed the two sticks.

It was only then that he had a chance to look up at the man who made the stick.

This person is a big man in a red robe, with a majestic face and a majestic figure, and an iron rod in his hand is the thickness of a goose egg, weighing more than 100 catties, but it is as light as nothing in his hands.

Two consecutive sticks missed, the red-robed man sneered, and the iron rod pulled a stick flower, and continued to hit head-on, this time with a stick, but it was four stick shadows.

Bai Cheng was about to dodge, when his heart suddenly moved, and he blurted out: "Thousand Hands Infinite Stick!"

It is said that once the stick is out, as long as it is not blocked, it will change from one stick to two sticks, two sticks to four sticks, four sticks to eight sticks, and then into sixteen sticks, thirty-two sticks, until the stick shadow enters the mountain.

If it was an ordinary day, he might have fought with this person and seen this set of stick techniques, but at this time, deep in the enemy camp, there were several masters in the rear to pursue, it was really not a good time to see martial arts, so he had to find a way to get out of the encirclement first!

However, there is a red-robed man blocking the road in front, Wang Baitao and the man with a gun in the rear, and there is another master lurking in the forest in the south, leaving only one road in the northern woods.

Although Bai Cheng knows that in the art of war, there has always been an emphasis on encircling three and missing one, and the more it looks like a way of life, the more it is a dead end, but at this time, it is no longer conceivable, staying here is lifeless, and there may be a glimmer of life in the north.

He thought of this, and immediately made a decision, tiptoed, jumped up, and threw himself straight into the woods to the north! )