Chapter 30: Yan Wushuang

Zhang Jitang's old face was a little unbearable, and he wanted to rush forward to fight again, but he thought that this wild boy would probably come to this trick, unless he really died with him, otherwise, this kid's trick is also strange, and he blocked forty knives in a row, even if he used his internal force, he also felt that his arms were sore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Look at the knife again, tattered, only thicker and heavier than an ordinary wood knife, and half a foot long, but it was smashed like this, and it was not broken, and the goose egg-thick steel rods were cut out of dozens of large and small cuts, but the knife seemed to have no problems, it was really weird.

But if you retreat like this, how can you swallow this breath? This kid is obviously not high in martial arts, and his internal strength is even weaker.

Just when Zhang Jitang was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Everyone go up side by side and kill these three people! What other rules do you talk to them? Don't talk nonsense with them, everyone has no time to talk nonsense with them." ā€

Without looking back, Zhang Jitang recognized the voice, it was his eldest disciple Jiao Zuo, and he couldn't help but be secretly grateful in his heart.

When the gang of thieves heard this, they couldn't bear it, each holding a blade, and rushed forward together to split Li Fengyun's body.

Li Fengyun's eyes closed, and he said secretly: "My life is over!" One mouth, "Wow" "Wow" even vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and could no longer hold the broken firewood knife, and with a "bell", the firewood knife fell to the ground.

In fact, cutting out these forty knives, Li Fengyun was not comfortable. Zhang Jitang's internal force is so deep, every time Li Fengyun slashes, Zhang Jitang's internal force of the shock will invade a few threads, cut these forty knives, Zhang Jitang has invaded Li Fengyun's body ** force has been a lot, in his body is chaotic, has suffered a lot of internal injuries, support is now the end of the strong crossbow, its momentum can not break the reckless, it is difficult to hold the firewood knife steadily, let alone use the "sweep of thousands of armies" again. Just now, it was just a strong support, so that these people could not see the flaws.

The thieves rushed like this, Li Fengyun couldn't pretend anymore, his heart was angry, and his injuries were immediately done, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

When Zhang Jitang saw this scene, he suddenly understood in his heart, his throat was fishy and sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", he was not injured by Li Fengyun, but angry, he knew that this was the case, he only needed to step forward and smash this kid into a pulp, why do you need to make this movement, spread it, and be laughed at by everyone?

Seeing Li Fengyun fall to the ground, Mo Qingyan and Du Ruyue were shocked, and hurriedly protected him, and were about to fight with the group of thieves who rushed up, when they suddenly heard someone sneer, and said: "Cross electric light sword, Zhenzhou assorted boxing, Shendao Zhen Guanxi, black and white double rakshasas, gossip soul chasing stick, hum, all of them are famous characters on the rivers and lakes, and they actually came to bully three little dolls together, the heroes and heroes of Zhenzhou are really extraordinary, so majestic!"

When they heard this, the gang of thieves was stunned, and the identities of the few people they had taken the lead were actually made clear one by one, who they were? The thieves stopped and looked around, but there was no one in sight, and some people couldn't help but shout: "Sneaky, what kind of heroes are you, you have the courage to come out and compete with your master." ā€

"Hmph!" There were two cold snorts in the night, and a figure had fallen in front of Zhaojiazhuang, with more than eight feet of hair, gray hair, a gray robe, and a big sword bag behind him, covered with a black cloth.

"Why, you want to kill me?" the man glanced at the thieves, his gaze as cold as water and sharp as a sword.

The thieves were forced by that gaze to take a few steps back, and an old man in soapy clothes bowed down and said, trembling, "It turned out to be Yan ...... Yan Daxia, don't dare, don't dare!"

At this time, Li Fengyun had been helped up by Mo Qingyan and Du Ruyue left and right, glanced at the man, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this Yanyan hero, is he very capable, why do those guys seem to be afraid of him?"

Mo lightly thought for a while, and said: "Carrying such a big sword bag on his back, and his surname is Yan, eighty percent is the world-famous hero Yan Wushuang, I told you, remember?"

Li Fengyun nodded and said, "Remember, Li Cangqiong's apprentice, Lu Jinghong's senior brother, it turned out to be like this." ā€

"Ding Cheng, you're getting more and more capable, you!" heard Yan Wushuang say coldly.

Mo lightly explained softly: "Ding Cheng, nicknamed Zhenzhou Assorted Boxing, this group of people is probably his highest martial arts and the most powerful."

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "I have to ...... entrusted by others."

"I don't care what you guys want to do when you guys go to great lengths to attack this small village at night. Yan Wushuang interrupted him and said: "However, since I have already made a move, I can no longer stand idly by, in the future, you are not allowed to step into here for half a step, but whenever I hear that one of you has been killed, I will find one of you to pay for his life, and the people of Zhaojiazhuang are dead, I will destroy your full door and kill all your relatives and disciples, do you hear clearly?"

Everyone's faces changed abruptly, and someone cautiously whispered, "If someone else killed ......?"

"If you can hand over the murderer, I will kill him, and if I can't hand over the murderer, I will kill you! Get out!" Yan Wushuang shouted a little impatiently.

Everyone didn't dare to say much, Ding Cheng hurriedly made a gesture to Yan Wushuang, and left in a hurry with everyone, and in a blink of an eye, a group of thieves fled cleanly.

Li Fengyun's eyes lit up, and he said to Mo lightly: "Look at it, people are called majestic, Brother Mo, you can't compare with him at all!"

Mo smiled bitterly and said, "How can I compare with Yan Daxia?"

"Aren't all skills practiced," Li Fengyun was a little dissatisfied, and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, he is so powerful and majestic since he was born in his mother's womb?

Du Ruyue glanced at him and said in a low voice: "Have you forgotten about General Guo's temple?"

Li Fengyun shuddered unconsciously and stretched out his hand to block his mouth.

Mo lightly let go of Li Fengyun, stepped forward and saluted: "Thank you Yan Daxia for coming to the rescue." ā€

Yan Wushuang waved his hand and said, "Don't say that." He looked at Li Fengyun again and asked, "Just now you used the 'sweeping thousand armies' move in the Qinglong Slash, right?"

Li Fengyun was a little surprised, Yan Wushuang actually knew about the Qinglong Slash, he didn't dare to speak much, afraid that if he accidentally offended this one, God knows how he would toss him, so he nodded hurriedly.

"That drunkard took you as an apprentice?" Yan Wushuang asked again.

That drunkard probably refers to a drunken Taoist, and I'm afraid that only the one in front of him dares to call him that way in the world. Li Fengyun shook his head, and Mo explained lightly: "My second brother inadvertently did a favor to the senior of the drunken Taoist, and the drunken Taoist passed on this set of knife techniques to him!"

"No wonder!" Yan Wushuang nodded, "No wonder you don't know the slightest bit of internal strength, you don't have to be afraid of me, for the sake of the drunkard, even if you offend me in anything, I won't have the same knowledge as you." ā€

"I'm not afraid of you, I'm only worried that you'll toss the old ...... Me!" Li Fengyun blurted out.

Yan Wushuang smiled slightly, and Mo lightly explained: "My second brother has some problems with his meridians, and he can't practice internal strength. ā€

"Oh?" Yan Wushuang frowned slightly, and said, "Let me take a look!" Reaching out and pinching Li Fengyun's veins.