Chapter Twenty-Three: The Gray Line of the Grass Snake (I)
The mountain wind suddenly rose, the dark clouds pressed down, and at the end of the day's martial arts test meeting, heavy rain fell from the sky.
On the way back to the inner city, Yuan Xiaoyi held an umbrella, accompanied by Hai Canglan, shouting one master after another, and kept praising how powerful his master was just now.
"Okay, there's no need to shoot the teacher's sycophants anymore, the rain is so heavy, let's go to the gazebo over there to take shelter from the rain, and then leave when the rain is lighter." Hai Canglan said with a smile.
"Well, it's all up to Master. Yuan Xiaoyi laughed.
The two sat down in the hall, and Hai Canglan asked Yuan Xiaoyi: "In fact, the internal strength of the Duyou qin master and the person who sits on the flute is still very strong, their piano sound and flute sound are indeed powerful, ordinary people don't use internal strength to resist, I'm afraid they will really be hurt by them, what makes me strange is you, your martial arts are average, and your internal strength cultivation is not high, why, you don't cover your ears, you don't have luck, sitting in the stands, you don't have an uncomfortable look at all?"
"Haha...... It turns out that the master still has peeking apprentices when the fight is fierce on the competition platform. Yuan Xiaoyi blushed and said with a coquettish smile.
"Hmm...... Master forgot, the most powerful thing about my princess Eclipse Moon is the phantom sound bell, the princess's phantom sound bell is much more powerful than the piano and flute of the two guys just now, I serve by the princess's side, and I have been taking a pill called Dingyin Dan every day since I was a child, so those kung fu that relies on internal force to play to hurt people can't affect me. Yuan Xiaoyi continued.
"I see. Hai Canglan nodded.
"Master, do we still want to go back to the post station tonight? Why don't we go back?" Yuan Xiaoyi said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Hai Canglan's expression suddenly became a little serious, and he put his finger to his lips and motioned to Yuan Xiaoyi not to speak.
Yuan Xiaoyi was taken aback and immediately became alert.
There were no human voices, and there was silence in the pavilion, only the heavy rain outside the pavilion could be heard, and the atmosphere was even more mysterious.
After being silent for a long time, Hai Canglan suddenly said in a loud voice: "It's raining heavily outside, since this friend has already come, why don't you sit in the pavilion?"
As soon as the words fell, a figure in ink fell from the top of the gazebo.
Dressed in a black cloth robe, at the same time the black cloth covers his face, his body is tall, and he is a little fat.
"Why did this benevolent brother follow Song?" Hai Canglan asked calmly.
"Hmph, are you Song Xunfeng, I'm afraid it's hard to say, right?" said the man in black fiercely, he seemed to deliberately modify his voice, which sounded low and weird, making people very uncomfortable.
"Haha...... This benevolent brother is really good at laughing, Song is Song, why is it hard to say? The other two friends, come out too!" Hai Canglan shouted to the bamboo forest to the west of the pavilion.
Immediately afterwards, two more black-clothed men rushed out of the forest, holding long knives, and attacked straight towards Hai Canglan.
Seeing this, Yuan Xiaoyi hurriedly hid aside and shouted at Hai Canglan: "Master, be careful......"
Hai Canglan hurriedly pulled out the Songfeng Sword, jumped up, the sword flower flipped like a cloud, mysterious and abnormal, blocked left and right, successfully avoided the two of them, and then took off in a few steps and flew out of the pavilion.
Later, the two men in black also chased out, one of them was in front, and the other was outflanked backwards, and the predecessor jumped in the air, spinning the long knife, and attacked the sea in the face, and when he got closer, the blade crossed his neck.
The descendants swept with knives, like the wind through the wheat field, and the starting force was extremely strong, attacking the sea from behind.
At this time, some fat masked people in the pavilion also stepped in, and launched two palms in the air, hitting Hai Canglan's chest.
Together, the three of them are unstoppable.
Seeing this, Yuan Xiaoyi was so frightened that he ran out of the pavilion.
Hai Canglan suddenly turned around, like a dragon out of the water, the body was in the air, the sword in his right hand was raised to block the long knife of the predecessor, his rain-soaked wide sleeves flipped over, and a splash of water was scattered, he suddenly dragged from the cuffs of the predecessor, as if he pulled out something, only to see that the person lost his balance, and suddenly tumbled down, and fell into the two palms of the slightly chubby masked man, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground and died instantly.
The chubby masked man was taken aback.
The man in black who rushed into the air behind him also changed his face, and rushed to the man in black who fell to the ground, crying, "Senior brother......"
Hai Canglan had already landed steadily, looking at the three killers in front of him from afar.
The crying man in black cried bitterly for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said angrily to the slightly chubby masked man: "Our two brothers came to help you, but you killed my senior brother, I want you to pay for your life!"
The chubby masked man said slowly: "You also saw it just now, my two palms were not here to deal with him. ”
"Then things have changed, why don't you stop?" the man in black then asked.
"Since I have already played this trick of Yin Shan, I can't take it back easily, and if I take it back, I will also lose half of my life! Hmph! Where did I think that your brother's skills are so poor, it is he himself who has fallen into Song Xunfeng's way, and his life should be like this!" said the slightly chubby masked man angrily.
"You ......" The man in black put the senior brother who had lost his breath on the ground, slowly stood up, and walked towards the chubby masked man with a knife.
The rain slipped from his eyelashes, and his eyes were full of hatred, but his sword had not yet been raised, and his skull had blossomed.
Blood and rain trickled down his angry face, and he only took two steps forward before he fell down.
The chubby masked man's palm shattered the skull of the man in black in the blink of an eye, and he suddenly let out a creepy laugh as he watched the man in front of him fall.
Through the rain and mist, Hai Canglan looked at him, and the eyes that emerged from the gaps in the black mask were like evil ghosts in the depths of the region, making people shudder.
The masked man turned around abruptly and reached out to Yuan Xiaoyi, who was already stunned by the pavilion in the rain, and just as his fingers were about to touch Yuan Xiaoyi's neck, the sea was like a swift wind, rushing in front of Yuan Xiaoyi.
When the masked man saw Hai Canglan stepping forward, he didn't back down, sneered, turned his palm over, pushed out a palm, Hai Canglan no longer drew his sword, clenched his fists with both hands, leaned over, avoided a palm, and hit the masked man's elbow with a heavy fist.
The masked man hooked his right hand back, dodging Hai Canglan's fist, and at the same time slashed his right foot, retracted his right leg, and then kicked it hard. Hai Canglan also stopped fighting, turned around and hugged Yuan Xiaoyi, took a few light steps, flew up, and sent Yuan Xiaoyi back to the pavilion.
When he returned, he was no longer holding a Songfeng sword, but a long knife, and the rain rolled down the white blade.
The rain and fog were misty, but the masked man could still clearly see that there were three strong and natural characters engraved on the knife: drunk breeze. The glyph brushwork is subtle and ostentatious, vivid and powerful.
"It's been a long time since I've met a strong opponent like you, but today, we can have a good fight. Hai Canglan stood in the rain, holding a long knife, his expression was calm, and he said: "The first style of the Qingfeng knife method is the sun." I saw him jumping lightly, volleying up in the air, and then following a few swift steps, his body was in the air, the human knife was one, the cold light was terrifying, and he stabbed the long knife out, the exercises were neat, the shot was extremely fast, and the leap and attack were all in the blink of an eye, making people unable to see clearly, unable to evade, and even more powerless to parry.
The masked man was shocked, he had always been good at himself, but he didn't expect to encounter such an opponent in this wilderness today, he was a little clearer: "This person is definitely not Song Xunfeng." ”
He didn't have time to think about more, and he didn't have time to crack Hai Canglan's moves, because his long knife was as fast as a long wind and lightning, as fierce as a dragon out of the water, and the arrogance flowing between his blades was more terrifying than murderous.
He jumped a few feet, trying to avoid the edge of the Qingfeng knife, and in the chaos, he concentrated all his strength and pushed forward a palm, which was like a flood, destroying the vermilion pillar on the side of the pavilion, but unfortunately, this palm, he still missed.
When he calmed down, the sleeves of his dark shirt were already loose.
He knew that he couldn't fight anymore, so he rose into the air, and then waved a palm at Yuan Xiaoyi in the pavilion.
When Hai Canglan saw it, he immediately put away the knife and rushed back like a wind, but as soon as he rushed to Yuan Xiaoyi, he didn't want the masked man to suddenly withdraw his palm, and he slapped it again, hitting Hai Canglan's back heart.
This palm, the palm power is stronger than before, the palm wind is coming, the wind suddenly rises, the sea canglan can't turn around, and he really accepts his palm.
The masked man was about to be triumphant, but he was ejected by the strong internal force of the sea Canglan. He just forcibly withdrew a palm, and he had hurt his vitality, and now, he didn't expect Hai Canglan to really receive his palm, and he would also eat him back, he only felt that his body was weak, and he no longer had the strength to fight, so he turned around and ran towards the bamboo forest in the distance, and disappeared in the forest in a moment......
When the masked man walked away, Yuan Xiaoyi looked at the sea in front of him, tears broke out: "Brother Hai, are you okay?"
Hai Canglan's face was as white as paper, his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, his body suddenly became very heavy, and he slid down from the stone table in the pavilion.
Yuan Xiaoyi hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him. At this time, the pillars that had been broken by the masked man had begun to make a strange noise, and the roof of the pavilion began to shake.
Yuan Xiaoyi said to Hai Canglan with a crying voice: "Brother Hai, this pavilion seems to be about to fall, you hold on, and I will help you get out of here." ”
Hai Canglan suddenly opened his eyes slightly and looked at her, and said in a very weak tone: "Don't cry, I'm fine." Then he smiled at her lightly: "It's just that Song Xunfeng's face is sticky to his face, which is a little uncomfortable." ”
Yuan Xiaoyi hurriedly reached out to help him uncover the mask, and then took advantage of the situation to fade away a fake face of his little apprentice, Hai Canglan smiled weakly, and then closed his eyes again.
The two of them left the pavilion, and as soon as they came to the nearby bamboo forest, the roof of the pavilion collapsed.
The rain gradually decreased, Yuan Xiaoyi didn't care about the mud on the ground, and sat on the ground, while Hai Canglan fell headlong into the muddy water.
Yuan Xiaoyi picked up his head, put it on his lap, looked at his handsome and weak face, and called softly: "Brother Hai, Brother Hai......"
She knew that the masked man who had just used his palm must be the murderer who killed Song Xunfeng, this person could shatter people's hearts and lungs with one palm, and just destroyed the pavilion with another palm, which shows the depth of the skill and the strength of the palm.
The rain was cold and soaking all over her body, and she took him into her arms, trying to give his weak body a little warmth.
The rain and fog are boundless, and under the dense bamboo forest, it feels even more quiet and silent.