Chapter 143: Don't give in
When a person in the rivers and lakes whispered unnaturally to the person next to him about the "fortune teller", he was not talking about the fortune teller on the ordinary street, but the "fortune teller" Li Banxian, his enemies all gritted their teeth and privately called him Li Banblind, I heard that it was because he had night blindness and could not see clearly at night. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "fortune teller" iron-mouthed divine decision, especially the calculation of people's lifespan, Li Banxian counts that you die tomorrow, you will not live the day after tomorrow, because Li Banxian will cut off your life on time.
Who would have thought that the "fortune teller" who has never been a loner would be a member of the Blue Dragon Society. Recently, Li Banxian received an order, so he came.
This girl was a little tricky, and she had planned to catch them all when she met her father, Zheng Yiren, not wanting the stupid fisherman to care too much about his fish, so he grabbed the fish that jumped out of the basket in the air, revealing his skills.
Zheng Qi'er was alert, so the three of them surrounded her, intending to capture her alive and lure Zheng Yiren into the urn.
At this moment, he heard the sound of someone galloping with superb light skills, this person was holding a stick, and he came with a domineering momentum, and the person who came was not good. Later, there was one more person, who was better than the former, which surprised Li Banxian.
It seems that this mission will have some twists and turns, which is really troublesome. Li Banxian turned around slowly, and the cloth in his hand vibrated without wind. He stopped Wu Tiansheng, who was coming, and said, "Son, stay here." ”
Wu Tiansheng didn't speak, just clenched the moire stick.
Li Banxian grinned, revealing a golden tooth in his mouth, and said: "In Xiatiekou, Li Banxian is broken, I watch Gongzi's Yintang turn black, and the omen of misfortune looms, can you let me take a hexagram for Gongzi?"
Wu Tiansheng found that this person's martial arts were profound, but he was tricky, smiled, and said, "There is nothing to do." ”
Li Banxian looked at his face, pinched his fingers, chattered in his mouth, and then said with a solemn expression: "Gongzi White Tiger Star moves, Tai Sui is coming, it is better to live quietly to avoid trouble, and you can't talk and act rashly." ”
Wu Tiansheng gouged out his ears and said, "Then let's see if your fortune teller is accurate." ”
After speaking, Wu Tiansheng took a step forward. Li Banxian sighed, and the pretense in his hand slammed, and his momentum rose sharply.
At the same time, the peasant woman appeared in front of Sikong Guanshan.
Sikong Guanshan took a closer look and asked hesitantly, "The former second deacon of the farmer's family, Aunt Lu?"
The peasant woman was a little surprised, her ordinary and dark face was slightly wavering, and she said: "I didn't expect that you young man would recognize me as a peasant woman after I have been incognito for many years. Whose family are you?"
Sikong Guanshan replied: "Longxi Sikong." ”
Aunt Lu finally looked at Sikong Guanshan and said, "It turned out to be the descendant of the stinky monkey of Sikong Xingxing, no wonder they will recognize me." Let's go. ”
Sikong Guanshan solemnly arched his hand and said: "Senior, where the righteousness lies, you should not give in, you have offended." ”
Aunt Lu sneered: "What a good one. Then don't blame your aunt for not remembering the old man. ”
Looking at Zheng Que'er again, she had already seen Wu Tiansheng and Sikong Guanshan, and her heart was settled, and the slender hand holding the sword was more stable.
The fisherman sensed this change, and did not wait any longer, several fish scales shot from his hand towards Zheng Que'er, Zheng Que'er's "Bashan Night Rain Rising Autumn Pool" was triggered by the hidden weapon-like fish scales, and the sword light overflowed like pond water, flowing towards the fisherman.
The fisherman plucked onions from dry land, the waves of sword light went up, and the black fishing net in his hand was thrown, and Zheng Qi'er found that he was already under the shadow of this fishing net.
Sikong Guanshan's eyes froze, and he exclaimed: "Tianluo Net, Lawson?!"
Aunt Lu snorted and said, "What's so surprising about it?" But it should be no problem to deal with that girl. ”
Wu Tiansheng heard Sikong Guanshan's words, and knew that this time the enemy was all senior masters, and his strength was better than his own, so he didn't dare to delay.
Transporting pure yang gong, as soon as you make a move, it is a heavenly machine stick method, a "see the dragon in the field", the stick is like a dragon, whistling.
Li Banxian let out a sigh, and seemed to be a little surprised, the so-called fortune-telling, isn't it a peep at the sky, the heavenly machine stick method, rooted in the Book of Changes, and Li Banxian's martial arts have the same effect.
Li Banxian's guise swung violently, rolling towards Wu Tiansheng's cloud pattern stick. "Fire and thunder devour, rigidity and softness, and hexagrams".
Wu Tiansheng's moire stick failed to avoid that disguise, even if it was a mysterious heavenly machine stick method. The moire stick was suddenly entangled with a guise that read "Iron Mouth God Broken".
Wu Tiansheng picked it up and found that this fortune teller who seemed to be a charlatan had deep internal strength, not only could not pick it up, but wrapped it tighter.
Wu Tiansheng turned his wrist and rotated in the direction of the disguise, but he saw Li Banxian's disguise shake and wrap it again in reverse.
Wu Tiansheng was angry, when Lao Liu tried the Tianji stick method with Liuyun sleeves, Wu Tiansheng knew that the stick weapon had this method of restraint, but he had not yet found a way to crack it, but now that he met, his heart was horizontal, and the cloud pattern stick was sent forward, and he said: "I want to send you!"
The sword light flashed, and the white cloud sword swept out, "Quick knife to cut the chaos!"
The Baiyun Sword is incomparable, and the Tiandun swordsmanship is ethereal and exquisite, and he has seen the blade cut through the disguise, Li Banxian was shocked, and his hand shook again, and he took the disguise, if the hand is slower, the disguise will be cut into a mess.
Look at Aunt Lu again, Sikong Guan Shan said that she was offended, the small blade of the star picking flashed in her hand, her feet were like a cloud Lingbo, her clothes flashed, and the small blade of the star picking stabbed at Aunt Lu with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, Aunt Lu did not move, and the small hoe in her right hand simply hoeed to Sikong Guan Mountain.
But I saw Sikong Guanshan's footsteps staggered, like a whirlwind, bypassing Aunt Lu. It turned out that Fang Cai's stab was a false move, and the real action was at the feet.
Aunt Lu was not in a hurry, twisted her waist, and stabbed the shuttle in her left hand backwards, just stabbing at Sikong Guanshan, who had just bypassed.
Sikong Guanshan was startled, like a marionette pulled on the top of his head, and flew flat on the ground, narrowly flashing the shuttle that was as sharp as a short sword. Seeing the little hoe coming in the air, Sikong Guanshan flew again, and although he avoided the attack again, he still couldn't take a step forward to Zheng Qi'er.
Zheng Que'er looked up at the heavenly net, the sword flower shook, and the "Luo Feng Qingyun" of the Emei swordsmanship was used, and the sword aura was like a cloud, blocking the inexplicable and weird heavenly net.
But the Tianluo net is not an ordinary fishing net iron net, it is as heavy as the sky falling, "Luo Feng Qingyun" can't stand it, and seeing the sword momentum turned into "golden top auspicious light", dozens of swords have been cut in the Tianluo net in an instant. However, when the blade of the sword came into contact with the Tianluo net, it was like falling into a quagmire, and there was nowhere to focus, and not a single mesh was cut.
Zheng Que'er gritted her teeth, retracted the sword light, looked at her nose with her eyes, looked at the sword with her heart, calmed her breath and concentrated, and didn't look at the net that was about to fall. Zheng Qi'er groaned: "The desert is lonely!"
I saw a vast sword intent appear.
Rosen's face changed slightly.