The fourth time, the clouds rise, the fifth wave drinks hatred, the blood wind swings, and the white ink is born and mighty (4)
"Mo Ge has a good calculation, is this going to wipe me out?" Tang Qingyan shouted softly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Miss Tang, don't take your words lightly. Your old man didn't come out and only sent you a little hairy girl, do you really think you can be worthy of the market?" Mu Zhan pushed Tang Qingyan back with a word.
Tang Qingyan's delicate face turned blue, and she said: "Mu Pavilion Master, don't be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue! Don't be that old and uncultivated! Kui Xing Pavilion disciple, show up!"
"Boom, boom, boom" A near-inaudible sound of bricks and tiles came from overhead.
Li Chengliang glanced at the people in the building and the corpses on the ground in confusion, but he didn't care too much about the noise, but he was secretly a little disgusted, after all, it was the first time he had seen a corpse with his own eyes, but with the child who dared to go up the mountain to hunt wild boars at the age of ten, he still forcibly suppressed his disgust with the bloody gas. His right hand held the hilt of the sword tightly, and he kept silently reciting the essence of the sword technique taught by Bai Mosheng in his heart, ready to draw the sword out of the sheath at any time.
"Da la!" A piece of bricks and tiles was falling on Li Chengliang's side, "poof" - Li Chengliang immediately pulled out his sword out of his body, looked up, and shrank his neck in shock, almost retracting his neck back into his shirt and leaving--I saw dozens of black shadows appear on the eaves of the second floor of the Moon Building, obviously all of them are good hands in black night clothes, otherwise they will not all be close Li Chengliang has not noticed too much. If that's the case, these people are holding the Kuixing Pavilion's unique secret weapon "Thousand Machine Sweep" that Bai Mosheng had talked about, and the tip of the dark silver crossbow arrow is covered with a hazy brilliance under the reflection of the moonlight, flashing with the desire to swallow blood.
There was a stalemate in the scene for a while, so that the disciples of Changqiu and the others fought with the people of Yemeng Villa, and although Li Chengliang brought many new forces in the Mo Pavilion, Kui Xing Pavilion also hid so many secret weapon masters.
"Everyone, stop, why don't Yan go over to take care of Shopkeeper Jiang for a while, but this building has become such a situation. Yan Shifan and Luo Baicheng walked out of the back hall at some point, and said with innocent and puzzled faces. And Li Chengliang faintly sensed that Yan Shifan's fierce gaze under the mask was stabbing at him.
"Yan Gongzi, after all, you are still the owner of this month's building, and the death of the fifth village owner today is already a misfortune in the rivers and lakes, and there is so much bloodshed, please ask Yan Gongzi to solve one or two. Chu Boyi, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.
"It's easy to say!" Yan Shifan agreed, "That's it, Yan saw that the little brother at the door was different from ordinary people, Lord Luoge, it is said that the little brother is the master of the new master of the Mo Pavilion, so I ask you to deign to give me advice." Chu Zhangzun, as long as that little brother can walk up to the Sanhe under the Luo Pavilion Lord, Yan will try his best to persuade the City Lord and the others not to embarrass with the Fifth Elder, what do you think?"
"This ......" Chu Boyi made a difficulty, Li Chengliang is Bai Mosheng's beloved apprentice, and now it is clear that it is a dead end, although Li Chengliang is admitted to be able to do this living eye, but if he wants to go to Luo Baicheng's subordinates, death and life are unpredictable.
"Chengliang, Master's sword will lend you a use, and go and ask Lord Luo Ge for advice, don't worry!" Bai Mosheng replied confidently, calling Li Chengliang and awarding the sword at his waist to Li Chengliang, "I remember what Master taught you." ”
Li Chengliang nodded hesitantly, took the sword, and was pushed onto the high platform by Bai Mosheng.
Luo Baicheng walked to the opposite side of Li Chengliang with an indifferent face, the sword was not unsheathed, and he arched his hand and said, "Little brother, let's take out the sword." ”
Li Chengliang was also quite simple, took out Bai Mosheng's sword, held the sword flower in his hand, and said in a low voice: "This sword is inscribed Zhangwu, Shu Han Emperor Liu Xuande swords, the sword is three feet and one inch long, please give advice." ”
Luo Baicheng didn't answer, and waved his hand casually. Without waiting for Li Chengliang to react, the sound of "woo" breaking the air had already sounded, and Luo Baicheng held the unsheathed victory and poked Li Chengliang's heart.
Li Chengliang didn't have time to react, so he could only block with his sword, and took a few steps back with his strength, barely taking the first move.
Seeing that Li Chengliang hadn't even made preparations, and his body was in a panic, Luo Baicheng stepped forward, shook his wrist, changed his stab to teasing, and the scabbard went straight to Li Chengliang's dantian.
Bai Mosheng's eyelids jumped, and he glanced at Yan Shifan with cold eyes, but did not make a sound.
Li Chengliang raised his sword and prepared to block the incoming scabbard, but unexpectedly, the power contained in it was beyond his own ability, and the sword scabbard that changed direction slightly concentrated on Li Chengliang's chest, "Poof!" Li Chengliang had a sweet throat in his throat, and a mouthful of stuffy blood spurted out.
"Cheng Liang!" Chu Boyi shouted with concern.
Li Chengliang stood up with the support of his sword scabbard, looked at the corpses of the disciples of the various factions on the side of the stage, looked at the disciples of the Moge at the door, looked at Bai Mosheng and Chu Boyi, his eyes flashed, and said: "Chengliang is fine, the giant doesn't need to worry! Lord Luoge, don't bully the young man to be poor!
Luo Baicheng sneered in his heart, facing Li Chengliang's weak-looking sword blade, he couldn't arouse serious interest, and was ready to block Li Chengliang's dantian and abolish his martial arts, which was also for his good, such a sparse martial arts but a master who was a high-level of the Ink Pavilion, whether it was a curse or a blessing, it was better to go home early and farm!
Just when Yan Shifan and the others thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, the seemingly powerless sword in Li Chengliang's hand changed sharply, Li Chengliang's wrist sank, his fingers changed like flowers, and he didn't hold the sword with his backhand in an instant, his right arm suddenly lifted up, and the sword blade went straight to Luo Baicheng's chest.
Luo Baicheng was slightly shocked in his heart, but even if he relaxed, he maintained the instinct of a master, and the distance between them had already drawn his sword out of the sheath, and flicked away Li Chengliang's incoming sword, but unexpectedly Li Chengliang's sword momentum changed again, and after being bounced down, Li Chengliang's fingers changed like a flower again, turning the momentum into a thorn, and piercing Luo Baicheng's heart.
Luo Baicheng passed through Fang Cai's block, and he had already played up his spirit, even if Li Chengliang made a treacherous sword, he was not afraid, one sideways dodged the edge, and one swept his leg sideways to knock Li Chengliang out.
"You are the seven-edged sword! Your master ......" Song Zhiyu suddenly trembled, pointed at Bai Mosheng with a surprised face, and said, "You are the old man of the Bai family back then, didn't you go to sea and die?"