Chapter 6: The Storm (6)
"Danqing Hand" Mo Danqing and "Gusu Knife" Guhan Mountain Cave Road is unsolved, but through the gate, every move of the two people competing is in sight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info The internal strength of the scholar is not Lin Xing's opponent, and the two want to come forward to help, but because the acupoint is sealed, there is nothing they can do.
Yun Xi knelt on his legs for a long time, paralyzed, and when he wanted to get up, his lower body was completely unconscious, and he couldn't help it.
He saw that the white-clothed scholar was retreating, and he was secretly happy in his heart: "Mr. Lin has been in depth, since I can remember, he is just a doctor who treats people, but I didn't expect his ability to be so powerful, I have been a neighbor with him for 18 years, and I have never found out." I just hope that he will quickly drive these three fierce wicked people away and save my eldest brother Yun He's life. ā
Suddenly, the scholar only felt that the force on his hand was weak, and he was overjoyed, at this moment, it was a good time to win the battle against defeat, how could he let it go in vain?
"Hey" shouted violently, and the true qi was everywhere, and the long sword suddenly became straight, and then the left palm was shot forward, and the long sword stabbed towards the center of the water column.
Mr. Lin's body was highly poisonous, and he was already at the end of his crossbow when he competed with the life-seeking scholar, and after struggling to support him for a long time, he felt dizzy and even more colic in his stomach.
Deng Shi was powerless, and he couldn't stand the palm force he slapped, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his body flew back two feet away, and smashed into the water with a "pop".
After a while, he still did not see his body come up, and the water gradually calmed down. There is a lot of mud at the bottom of the South Lake, and he is an injured body, the shock of the scholar is endless, if he falls into the mud, how can he still live?
The scholar thought to himself, "Oh no, don't drown him." Stepping forward, a rise and fall reached the spot where he had fallen into the lake.
When I looked closely, under the vast dark night, I vaguely saw Lin Xing's body sinking into the mud step by step, and the blisters on the lake were blowing up.
The scholar shuddered in fear, and hurriedly reached out to pull him.
As soon as he touched his hand, he secretly cried out in pain, and there was a force from his palm, like a big magnet, firmly sticking to his hand, and he hurriedly broke free, but he couldn't.
But when he heard the sound of "Peng", the water exploded in all directions, and in the splash, Mr. Lin's legs kicked towards the head of the scholar who asked for his life. It turned out that he pretended to be injured just now, just to lure the scholar to come to the rescue, and take the opportunity to take his life, so as to vent his hatred for poisoning himself.
He was so scheming, it was unexpected. Unexpectedly, the scholar who asked for his life had already taken precautions, threw away the long sword in his hand, and the remaining hand slapped out of the air, and an internal force hit the "Yongquan Acupoint" on the bottom of his foot, and said: "Good guy, I expected you to pretend to be dead!" Lin Xing couldn't help but let go of his hand.
The Scholar leaned into the waves behind him, holding the falling sword with his crossed hand. He was strong in martial arts and fearless in the face of danger, so he was able to avoid this fatal blow.
Lin Xing saw him dodge, just as he wanted, and when he slapped his two palms above his head, he immediately flew towards the house, and said, "Farewell!" Huo Di flashed into the room, grabbed Yun Xi who was kneeling on the ground, rushed out of the window of Xiaoxuan, launched the "Dragon Walk", and rushed to the southeast.
Only then did the scholar chase him into the room. He didn't wait for his steps to settle, and his two fingers pointed out in the air, and the two true forces hit the "Jizhong Acupoint" of the two of them respectively.
Mo Danqing and Gu Hanshan's bodies trembled, and the acupoints had already been unraveled by his collision.
Mo Danqing and Gu Hanshan shouted: "Chase! He was poisoned, and he can't run far! This time he must not be allowed to escape!"
The three of them were consistent, chased out of the house, and saw a green shadow running on the path on the north shore of Nanhu Lake from a distance, it was Lin Xing.
The three of them tried their best to bite him tightly. But Lin Xing's "dragon walk" pace was so strange and treacherous, chasing two or three miles, the shadow had disappeared from the field of vision of the three of them.
There are two forks in the road.
The scholar said: "You two chase forward first, if you meet him, send me a signal immediately, and I will go back and kill that little boy with the sacrificial sword." ā
Mo and Gu saw that his sharp blade had been carried and had never been inserted back into the sheath, they were afraid of his kung fu, and they knew the rules of his life-seeking sword, how could they dare to disobey? Mo Danqing said: "That's fine, then we'll meet in Baishazhou later." "Discuss with Mo Danqing, one person will go to the north, and the other will chase the road to the south.
The scholar said: "Okay, a word is a certainty!"
Lifting the long sword upside down, he folded back along the lakeside and came to Lin Xing's house.
At this time, it was a time, and the night was silent, and there was no sound. Yun He leaned on the bamboo chair, his snoring voice was weak, and his body trembled, obviously the poison of "strychnine" had entered his viscera, making him so painful that he couldn't help himself.
The life-seeking scholar showed a fierce look on his face, licked the tip of his tongue on his lips, and said: "Stinky boy, it's only your bad life, if you meet my life-seeking scholar, you have to die." ā
Slowly lifted the tip of the sword, looked at the position of his heart, and as soon as he sent it forward, he nailed it!
The long sword was only two inches away from his chest, and suddenly he thought of something, hurriedly put it away, and looked at him carefully, gray clothes and cloth shoes, and his face was childish.
The scholar took a step forward, and in an instant, his mind had turned thousands of times: "If Lin Xing would rather die than go to Lushan, then the sect leader will die, hehe, this kid is a simple young man in the countryside, without any scheming, if I leave his life, pass on his kung fu, and then tell him that his younger brother was killed by Mo Danqing and Gu Hanshan, let him be a puppet for my use, wouldn't it save a lot of hands and feet?"
He thought again: "Yes, yes, I have worked hard and been lonely for 20 years, and I did not hesitate to bow my head on the Lushan Mountain for 20 years, isn't it just to be able to hold great power one day, the sect master is really dead, and this kid will really be able to use it for me, wouldn't it be a lot more opportunities? ā
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth flashed a treacherous smile, the long sword was inserted back into the sheath, the unconscious Yun He was sandwiched under his armpit, and two peanut-sized things were taken out of his arms, stuffed into Yun He's mouth, and then ran out of the hut.
When he came to the open space outside the house, his heart moved again, he took out the fire fold from his arms, beat it to the fire, and threw it into the hut where Lin Xing lived.
In a few moments, the flames soared into the sky, and the sound of "Bi Peel - Bi Peel" was particularly piercing in the night sky.
A satisfied smile appeared on the face of the scholar who asked for his life, and then he took advantage of the light gong and went around the west side of Nanhu in reverse. After only a few ups and downs, the two had disappeared without a trace.
The fire burned more vigorously, reflecting half of the water of the South Lake, as if it was cheering to welcome the arrival of a new day.