Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Rain of Ten Thousand Flowers

The laughter of several women washed away the killing intent of this Lanyue Hall a lot, although Yue Manlou was helpless against the situation in front of him, but he was not helpless, he was thinking quickly in his mind about what the intentions of these women were, what to do next, since these people are the four flower envoys of the Wanhua Palace, the means must not be ordinary people, and they have not done it for a long time, are they waiting for someone?

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind blowing outside the hall, and the moonlight in the sky had dissipated, and the lampposts standing outside the hall had been extinguished in several places, and it was getting darker and darker outside. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly thunderclaped, and a sharp thunder sounded, and the sky that was still flat just now was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the torrential rain was pouring. Another bolt of lightning pierced the dark sky, and the crystal raindrops hit the ground and scattered, and countless raindrops repeated the action, converging into a surface of water with a silver light.

There had been no rain in the Valley of the Moon Scar for several months, and this rainstorm suddenly washed away the last heat that extended from the end of summer to the end of autumn in the valley, leaving only the cold air in the air.

The wind rushed into the main hall with water vapor, bringing a breath of freshness, but it also made the bloody atmosphere in the main hall even stronger. The rain became heavier and heavier, and there were several lightning flashes and thunders, and the chatter of several flower envoys in the hall was also interrupted, and the entire hall returned to the previous solemn atmosphere.

As if thanking for the rainstorm, Yue Manlou breathed a sigh of relief, "Have a few flower envoys ever thought about what they want to do now?"

The Flying Flower Envoy suddenly giggled, "Of course I still want you to die." ”

Yue Manlou shook his head, "You have no chance of winning!"

"You don't know if you have a chance of winning. The Flying Flower Envoy said with a smile.

Yue Manlou is very curious, he has always been like this, he can stand in the high position he has today, not only because of his amazing martial arts, but also because of his curiosity about the world. If a person has no interest in other things in this world, then what is the difference between him and a dead person? Yue Manlou is alive very well, better than most people, because he has a curiosity in his heart that most people can hardly imagine.

Yue Manlou walked from the stage to the main hall step by step with his hands behind his back, and the maids of the Wanhua Palace around him all got out of the way.

Just as he descended into the main hall and came face to face with the four flower envoys only a few steps away, a voice broke his confidence.

Liang Xianggong's folding fan slipped off his chest, but instead of falling to the ground, it was gently caught by his right hand. It's just the sound of a folding fan in hand, very soft, very light, but it didn't escape Yue Manlou's ears.

It's not that Yue Manlou's ears are more sensitive than others', but this action is too different from the previous quiet, why can he move?

But after this moment, he didn't have to think about it anymore, because the four great flower envoys and the three people of the Immortal Hall had already attacked at the same time.

"It turns out that you have long been in collusion with the Wanhua Palace. Yue Manlou said.

Hundred flowers made the first shot, a delicate peach blossom has been pinched in his hand at some point, soft fingers flick, the petals will scatter, what is even more amazing is that this flower obviously only has five petals, but when it arrived in front of Yue Manlou's eyes, it suddenly turned into countless petals, countless petals, so that Yue Manlou could not tell which is true and which is false.

The fingertips that popped out of the Hundred Flowers made five very thin silver needles flew out at the same time, flying towards Yue Manlou's eyes.

The tenderness at that glance and the ruthlessness of the shot made Yue Manlou's relaxed mind shrink rapidly. But Yue Manlou is not an idle person after all, although the hidden moves in the move catch people off guard, and his expression will inevitably change, but in an instant, he immediately regained his composure and immediately took a few steps back.

And the Flying Flower Envoy was already behind him at some point, and her left hand sucked in the strength, and her right hand conjured a long sword at some point.

"Waiting to be released!" Yin Yang blurted out, he had already seen the power of this move.

Yue Manlou only felt that there was endless suction behind him to suck him back, and at the same time, a cold light was approaching the back of his heart.

Changchun Niang's long whip buckled Yue Manlou's right hand faster than before.

The Night Rakshasa repeated his old trick and grabbed Yue Manlou's ankle with both claws.

Liang Xianggong took out a jade flute from his back waist and blew it, the tune was high-pitched and weird, Yue Manlou was about to mobilize the internal breath, and as soon as this tune was blown, it dispersed again into the acupoints around the body.

The Mirror Flower and the Hundred Flowers make the short sword and the long sword on the perimeter.

Seven people surrounded Yue Manlou in the middle, and Yue Manlou's upper, middle and lower three roads were attacked at the same time, even more chaotic with the music and charm, this moment was even more fierce than the attack received by Yin Yang when he pretended to be Yue Manlou before.

Although these offensives may have lost their vitality in the eyes of others, in Yue Manlou's eyes, they only raised his interest to another level.

Yue Manlou didn't make any resistance, put on the most comfortable posture, kicked his feet off the ground for half a minute, and let the flying flower envoy suck himself in, just when the long sword was against his heart, his chest was closed, his shoulders were closed, and he turned sideways slightly, and the sword only cut through his robe a little, and slid along his shoulder. And the claw that grabbed Yue Manlou was empty because of this move.

Yue Manlou hugged the Flying Flower Envoy into his arms, and said softly: "Thank you Flying Flower Envoy for helping me out of the siege." ”

Feihua smiled sweetly: "The demeanor of the lord of the Yue Pavilion makes the little woman can't help but be fascinated and help each other." ”

Although the flying flower envoy spoke softly and sweetly, the long sword in his hand was merciless, and the long sword that pierced the air was withdrawn with his backhand and stabbed at Yue Manlou.

At this moment, Changchun Niang's long whip was pulled hard and dragged Yue Manlou out.

Yue Manlou took advantage of the situation and kicked his leg again to dodge the sword of the Flying Flower Envoy, and his whole body flew towards Changchun Niang again.

The mirror flower envoy stood on the periphery, stamped his feet urgently, and brandished two short knives eager to try.

Wanhua Envoy is also secretly anxious in his heart, Yue Manlou is not a person who can succeed by relying on a pincer attack, and if there are many people, it will be chaotic, and he needs to think of a more effective method.

Baihua made the previous miss, his face was delicate and red, and he took a step, and the sword light forced Yue Manlou's throat, the speed of this right-handed swordsmanship was no less than the twisted finger peach blossom of her left hand, the previous move wanted to destroy people's eyes, and this move was to seal the throat with a sword.

The wind and rain were raging outside, and the sword shadow inside was cold, and in an instant, the Hundred Flowers Envoy had already stabbed out five or six swords, and the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air was faster than a sound.

Fortunately, although Yue Manlou was controlled by the sound of the cold phase flute, the depth of his internal strength was different from others after all, and in the interval between his flute ventilation, Yue Manlou had already shaken off the long whip wrapped around his wrist, and struck Changchun Niang with one palm, flashing his body and instantly dodging the fast sword of the Hundred Flowers.

But the hundred flowers make the dense sword moves, between the fast and slow and the sound of the flute of the cool phase of the gong cooperate with each other, when the cool phase of the gong is ventilated, the hundred flowers make the sword move also fast and slow, to fight the real with the virtual, when the flute sound is flourishing again, it will turn from slow to fast, a sword is faster than a sword, and gradually Yue Manlou has been forced to the corner of the main hall.

Wanyue and Qinglian had already seen that the sound of the flute of the cool prince had restrained the pavilion master's skills, and they jumped into the main hall together to help.

When Fu Xi saw the two of them make a move, he immediately shouted: "Be careful of their Fengliu swordsmanship. ”

As soon as the wind willow swordsmanship came out, it destroyed the ancient decay, and several maids of the Wanhua Palace who were blocking the front had already fallen to the ground in an instant.

The Ten Thousand Flowers are in control of the overall situation in the back, and the Mirror Flower is signaled to step forward to face the enemy.

Wind willow swordsmanship is a two-person joint practice of swordsmanship, one person like the wind into the main attack, preemptive, one person like a willow swaying with the wind, the last to come, two at the same time against the enemy attack fierce, endless.

Qinglian and Wanyue had already killed the maids of the Wanhua Palace, and there were only three people left. They originally wanted to eliminate the rest of the miscellaneous soldiers first and then concentrate on the four major flower envoys, but after the mirror flower envoy stepped into the battle, the situation took a sharp turn, and every time he was about to seal his throat with a sword, the ordinary maid would protect her body, her strength and speed were greatly enhanced, and she counterattacked in an instant, and the wind willow swordsmanship that combined the power of the two gradually could not control the enemy, and could only defend.

Fu Xi saw that his swordsmanship was restricted, and he had a plan in his heart: "Although the Fengliu swordsmanship is powerful, it is difficult to take care of itself at the beginning and end, avoid its edge, break through it, break its continuity, and break the swordsmanship by itself." ”

Qinglian and Wanyue listened to the chaos of the rules, the two of them practiced the Fengliu swordsmanship together just Fu Xi from the side to assist in the move, the pros and cons of the swordsmanship he naturally knew at a glance, now against a strong enemy, the victory or defeat was five or five, but Fu Xi's words made their defeat a certainty.

Now Qinglian and Wanyue not only can't get out, but are trapped in the enemy formation, and the situation is precarious.

Hearsay

Mirror Flower Messenger???

Identity: One of the four flower envoys of Wanhua Palace

Weapons: Short-handled double knives

Martial arts:???

Stunt: Mirrors