Wushuang City 16. Qian Weiwei

Lu Chen's gaze instantly became as sharp as electricity, and his figure disappeared from everyone's field of vision in the blink of an eye.

Brush, the figure is like a reckless out of the hole, shuttling and swimming in the mountains and forests, the sword light flashes staggered, sweeping in all directions.

The air around him seemed to be frozen, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, and a figure suddenly solidified in the air, and behind him, as if swept by a gust of wind, all seven corpses were thrown up, and then slammed to the ground, and a cloud of blood mist burst open at the throat.

Shadow Dance Phantom Sword Technique Second Style: Phantom Sword Like the Wind.

"Hesitation is a martial artist's greatest weakness!" Lu Chen raised his head, the corners of his mouth coldly curled, and walked towards the courtyard gate step by step.

At this moment, the door made of thick logs suddenly burst open, and countless small pieces of wood splintered into the sky and shot out in all directions, and a cold light mixed in with it, shooting like lightning towards the center of his eyebrows.

A chill suddenly rose in Lu Chen's heart, and he subconsciously blocked with a horizontal sword.

There was a "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The silver flying knife with cold light refracted on the surface collided with the sword in Lu Chen's hand, as if it had spirituality, and quickly wrapped around the blade of the sword, and then threw the sword away, staring fiercely at the earthen wall on one side, until it penetrated into the hilt of the sword, splashing a cloud of dust.

The silver flying knife in mid-air turned back in vain, screaming and shooting at Lu Chen, who was standing in front of the gate.

Between the lightning and flint, Lu Chen took a ghostly step, and then, with an explosion of 'Peng', the rubble collapsed, and a large hole was shot out of the ground, with a small silver flying knife inserted upside down in the center, and a slender silver chain tied to the tail.

Lu Chen flashed the moment, quickly vacated and landed on the low wall of the alley behind, crossed the gate wall, and stared at the one-eyed woman walking in the courtyard, she was wearing a black cheongsam, split to the base of her thighs, revealing a large section of snow-white long legs when she walked, which was mouth-watering.

Next to him, there was a masked man with a shoulder injury, this person was the man in black who broke into the city lord's mansion and captured Tang Yun before.

"Yo, what a handsome little brother. The distinguished guest arrived, and he was disappointed!" Qian Weiwei's demonic red eyes carefully looked at Lu Chen, who was standing on the low wall, and joked with interest, and her crispy voice was very sultry.

"Hand over Tang Yun!" Lu Chen's voice was indifferent, like winter frost.

Qian Weiwei was stunned for a moment, playing with taste: "Tang Yun, who is Tang Yun, isn't Your Excellency looking for the wrong place?"

"Ask the person next to you, he should be very clear!" Lu Chen's voice was still very indifferent.

The masked man stared at Lu Chen's voice, looking extremely stunned: "It's you!" He recognized it, this person was the mysterious young man who had tracked him when he visited the City Lord's Mansion at night before, but he didn't expect to find him again now, it was really ghostly.

"Who is Tang Yun?" Qian Weiwei said with a slight puzzlement.

The masked man hesitated for a moment before he said: "It's the eldest lady of the city lord, the leader of the knife gang, kill him quickly, this person has fought against us three times and twice, it's really hateful!"

Qian Weiwei sneered and glanced at him: "You are ordering me again, do you know, this is very dangerous!"

The masked man shuddered, and said, "Don't dare, knife gang leader!" This woman has a quirky personality, and with the experience of the past, she no longer dares to offend easily, and now is a critical moment, he can only lower his attitude.

Qian Weiwei smiled evilly, turned her head to look at Lu Chen not far away, twisted her slender waist and walked over step by step, her eyes swept over the cold corpse outside the courtyard, she was slightly shocked in her heart, but on the surface, she still smiled without a wave: "Your Excellency is so skilled, you broke in without a sound, the little woman is a little flattered!"

Her smile was very cold, like a cold sharp knife, stabbing people's eyes painfully, just like the sharp knife in her hand, revealing a sense of cruelty.

Facing the other party's cold murderous aura all over his body, Lu Chen seemed very calm and calm, his eyes were like an ocean, and he could tolerate everything.

"Please hand over the city lord's daughter, this matter can end here!" Lu Chen said lightly, he could feel that the bewitching woman in front of him was a little tricky and difficult to deal with. But he wasn't afraid, he just didn't want to be involved in the hidden story behind it, and now, he was troublesome enough.

Qian Weiwei covered her mouth and snickered, her eyes were a little cold: "Hehe, my little brother is really good at laughing, you came to my knife club, and gave my sister such a big surprise, my sister didn't treat you well, and now you want someone to leave, and it's not a snub to the distinguished guests, spread it out, what a joke!"

Lu Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he said indifferently: "You are cocooning yourself!"

"Oh, is my little brother warning my sister, my sister doesn't understand what you mean. Do you want to come down and have a drink with your sister, maybe, the two of us are in love, and we can live and live together to be good enemies!" Qian Weiwei blinked her one-eyed red eyes and jokingly, the more she laughed, the more she felt chills all over her body, and she didn't take Lu Chen's threat seriously at all.

Lu Chen was not in a hurry to make a move, and said indifferently: "Buddhism has a saying, evil is rewarded, good is rewarded, good is rewarded, it is not that it is not reported, the time has not come, there is cause and effect! ”

When Qian Weiwei heard this, her smile suddenly turned cold: "Handsome men really know how to talk well, and you are no exception, hypocrite, take your life!" The last word fell, and with a bang, the silver flying knife inserted upside down in front of the door rose from the ground and quickly shot at Lu Chen, who was standing on the low wall.

Lu Chen snorted coldly, kicked the wall with the soles of his feet, flexibly avoided it, and the whole person quickly rushed to the wall on the low wall next to him, quickly took off the sharp sword inserted in the earthen wall, turned back and swept towards Qian Weiwei, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the other party.

'Brush', in vain, a cold light shot from behind him.

Lu Chen's secret path was not good, holding a sword in the air and touching the ground, using the force to catapult to the side, thrilling to avoid, but as soon as the soles of his feet landed, the ruthless silver flying knife swam rapidly in mid-air, and shot over again, like a poisonous snake aimed at the target.

In the Kyushu continent, there are innate and acquired warriors.

Although the aura of this world is sufficient, the number of innate strong people born is extremely small, and millions of people are estimated to only be able to give birth to one or two, for the people of the Kyushu continent, the innate strong is a symbol of the peerless strong, unmatched.

Most of the innate powerhouses are from the eight major sects, and there are also some idle innate powerhouses who like to be unrestrained, traveling in Kyushu, fighting swords, rivers and lakes, or secluded mountains and forests.

Under the congenital, there are more acquired martial artists, such as countless stars in the sky, the day after tomorrow is subdivided into nine layers, the first three refining skin, the middle three refining tendons, the latter three refining bones, the acquired consummation is the muscles and bones in unison, steel and iron bones, invulnerable.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can refine their bodies to this level, and almost every one of them is the peak of the day after tomorrow, with a strength of more than 100,000 catties.

Lu Chen's current strength is at the peak of the eightfold day after tomorrow, with steel and iron bones, and one step away from being the ninth level of the day after tomorrow.

The opponent in front of him is not weak, his strength is at least nine times the day after tomorrow, and the luck of manipulating the flying knife is so flexible, the dantian should contain strong internal strength, otherwise he would not have achieved the point of using the flying knife like an arm.

"Little brother, you can't escape, just accept your life! Qian Weiwei's bewitching red lips opened lightly, letting out a sinister laugh, the silver chain in her hand kept waving, and every time she waved, the silver flying knife would dance wildly in the air, screaming and turning into phantoms to shoot towards Lu Chen, chasing wherever it flashed.

Lu Chen was in the courtyard, his figure turned into a wisp of wind, and he made precise dodges again and again, passing through countless chain phantoms, flashing, so that the flexible flying knife could not touch his body at all.

It's just that every time he lands, the deadly flying knife will shoot a hole in the ground, and its power is enough to penetrate the flesh and blood of any martial artist below the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, which has to make him cheer up extremely much.

The masked man next to Qian Weiwei stared at Lu Chen, who was slightly embarrassed, and sneered secretly: "Hmph, this guy has done a good thing for me three times and twice, and he finally encountered a hard stubble today, but looking at this situation, the entanglement between the two sides is too time-consuming, and it seems that I have to do it!"

Thinking of this, the masked man flipped his palm, took out three slender silver sticks like a trick, and immediately shook his hand towards Lu Chen.

In the countless chain phantoms, Lu Chen relied on his body to flicker and move, and when he saw the hidden weapon that the masked man shot quickly, he was immediately shocked, and the sword in his hand was sent forward like lightning, and shook rapidly, rolling up a wind whirlpool, directly breaking the hidden weapon shot by the other party.

However, the silver flying knife behind his back swam like a snake in this fleeting gap, and it shot out quickly, slashing through Lu Chen's right arm like lightning.

With a 'poof', the blood mist exploded.

"Get out of here!" Qian Weiwei was furious when she saw this scene, and slapped the masked man angrily, and the huge force directly fanned the other party several feet away.

"Do I need your fingers at my prey?"

The masked man was beaten and blindfolded at that time, and he lay on the side for a long time without saying a word, just staring at Qian Weiwei with a pair of eyes resentfully.

Scratched his arm, Lu Chen didn't frown, taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party's conflict, as soon as his figure moved, it turned into a wisp of ethereal smoke, ghostly dodging the phantom of the heavy chains in front of him, rushing towards Qian Weiwei, and stabbing the opponent's throat like lightning.

However, when the tip of the sword was less than three inches away from the opponent's throat, Qian Weiwei drilled out a silver flying knife from behind her back, quickly wrapped the long sword in Lu Chen's hand, threw it away, and stabbed it into the stone wall on the side, the hilt of the sword trembled.

Lu Chen's pupils shrank, and he immediately withdrew three steps back, and wiped his waist with his hand, and purple light flashed.

"Kiss of the Candle Dragon!" A coquettish cry sounded in the courtyard, and the silver flying knife air left a zigzag trace, and it shot away at Lu Chen's eyebrows in an instant

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