Chapter Thirty-Eight: Heartbreaking
Shen Yijian was still leisurely, waving the long sword in his hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"After I stepped into the realm of second-rate martial artists, I began to practice high-grade martial arts, Liangyi swordsmanship, in the past five or six years, I have not tasted a defeat among second-rate martial artists, even in the face of first-class martial artists, I also have the strength to fight. Brother Zhang, you don't seem to have figured out the situation yet. ”
Zhang Yu's eyes were red. "I'm going to kill you. ”
"Anger can sometimes blind people, and that's the end of it, I still have things to do, and I don't have time to play with you, so I can only send you on my way, it's a pity, you helped a lot, and I should have thanked you again. He raised his sword again and slashed down.
He seemed to have foreseen Zhang Yu's head being cut off, but no, Zhang Yu raised his left hand.
The long sword slashed at Zhang Yu's left hand, cutting out a huge wound in his palm, and the blood flowed, but it did not cut off his palm, as if it had touched something stiff, and the sword that was bound to be won was blocked.
"What's in your palm? ”
"Something that kills you. ”
It was nothing else that was holding the sword in its way, it was the fangs of the Devouring Mouth, which were so hard that they were stiffer than steel, and it was not blocking the sword, but biting it.
Devouring the mouth, he bit the long sword with one bite, and the fangs in his mouth bit the sword body deadly.
I only heard a tooth-squeaking sound, and the "touch" of the long sword was actually bitten off by the devouring mouth and turned into two.
Shen Yijian was furious. "Who the hell are you? You can break my steel sword. ”
Zhang Yu didn't answer, and slapped his right hand with a palm, which was the heart-destroying palm he learned not long ago.
Shen Yijian's talent is amazing, and he is also a leader among second-rate martial artists, and it is naturally more than enough to deal with a person like Zhang Yu who is not even a third-rate, although the long sword is broken, he is not panicked in his heart, and he raised his hand to face Zhang Yu with a palm.
I only heard a muffled sound of "bang", the two palms were facing each other, and the strength was like an explosion, Shen Yijian used Wei Tuo's palm, but the two palms were opposite, Shen Yijian only felt that a dark energy poured into his arm from Zhang Yu's palm, wantonly destroying.
Shen Yijian was shocked and retreated, his arm was numb, and he couldn't use his strength for a while.
"Good palming, it's a pity, your palming is powerful, and your internal strength is also profound, but your body is too bad. Shen Yijian was very surprised, used the internal force to eliminate the dark energy in his right hand, and bullied him again, Zhang Yu backhanded a Taizu long fist, but was dodged by Shen Yijian's exquisite body, and then it was still the same, Zhang Yu continued to use the Taizu long fist, but they were all dodged.
Shen Yijian's body was elegant, and Zhang Yu couldn't touch the corners of the other party's clothes at all.
"Brother Zhang, in the next life, I hope we can fight again, but now, please die. His face suddenly became gloomy, and after dodging Zhang Yu's move Taizu Long Fist, he slapped Zhang Yu with a palm, and Wei Tuo's palm, which can make a mark on the trees with one palm, hit Zhang Yu just made him shake, and then hit him frantically.
Shen Yijian still didn't believe in evil, but no matter how he attacked, his chest, armpits, arms, back, and even his head couldn't work, and some key points couldn't be hit, Shen Yijian's heart gradually became anxious.
He can also see that Zhang Yu has practiced horizontal kung fu, and now he can't delay for too long, although Hu Lao said that he was poisoned by the sad and crisp breeze, but he is also a congenital master, and if he delays like this, he is afraid that something will happen. Thinking of this, Shen Yijian used all his body strength, intending to use the strongest palm in Wei Tuo's palm, even if he couldn't kill Zhang Yu, he could seriously injure him.
A palm was punched, the palm did not arrive, the strong wind came, Zhang Yu had red eyes, he didn't dodge or dodge, he resisted with his chest, and slapped Zhang Yu's chest with a palm, a huge force struck, and a huge internal force hit Zhang Yu's body, Zhang Yu's body, especially the chest turned bronze, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand.
"Now, I've finally caught you. Zhang Yu actually smiled.
Shen Yijian's pupils shrank slightly, and he secretly screamed badly, and when he wanted to break free, he suddenly felt that his body was weak, and the internal force in his body was like opening a floodgate, and it was constantly surging towards his arm, and then being swallowed.
Then, Zhang Yu's right palm with an eerie aura quickly moved in front of his eyes, and then hit him the chest, Shen Yijian vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were actually shattered under this palm.
If his heart is torn open, he will surely die.
"I, I hate it!" Shen Yijian let out a miserable cry, and then he saw Zhang Yutong's red, crazy eyes, and then slowly lost consciousness.
Shen Yijian's body began to dry up, and finally turned into black ashes, and his whole person was devoured by Zhang Yu, and his bones flew away, and there were no bones left.
Poor Shen Yi's sword skills are exquisite, but he was forced by Zhang Yu to use Wei Tuo's palm against the enemy, and he was killed by others, which was really embarrassing and died. Under normal circumstances, ten Zhang Yugou is not enough for Shen Yijian to kill.
It's just that there are no ifs in this world, and luck is also part of strength.
After killing Shen Yijian, Zhang Yu's chaotic head cooled down. "Not good, Fluttershy. ”
Zhang Yu's face changed, and he hurriedly ran to Hu Xiaodie's side, Hu Xiaodie was stabbed by Shen Yijian, Zhang Yu tore Hu Xiaodie's clothes, and found that her face was pale, her forehead was sweating, and her pulse was almost invisible.
Zhang Yu used to be a surgeon and knew that this was excessive blood loss and was on the verge of death, Zhang Yu observed the wound and found that it was not a broken heart, but a punctured lung, which was almost a symptom of certain death.
Zhang Yu was so anxious that his eyes were red, in this case, he couldn't solve it, only the mysterious Hu Lao could solve it.
Thinking about this, Zhang Yuman ran to Shen Yijian's relics, rummaged through his clothes, and soon found a medicine bottle, he only had one medicine bottle on him, Zhang Yu had no other choice.
It is also said that Shen Yijian was unlucky, he brought the antidote for himself, so as to get close to Hu Lao and kill the other party, but he didn't expect such a freak as Zhang Yu to appear halfway.
Zhang Yu opened it and smelled it, only to feel a foul smell coming, and he was happy, knowing that this was the antidote to the sad and crisp breeze. Zhang Yu didn't delay, took the antidote and hurriedly ran upstairs.
As for the injuries on his body, Zhang Yu couldn't care about it.
On the second floor, Hu Lao fell to the ground, Zhang Yu didn't care with the antidote, and ran directly to Hu Lao Wen the antidote, Hu Lao's eyes were full of anger, and there were still tears in his eyes, this was because of the sad breeze.
Hu Lao deserved to be a congenital master, and he resumed his actions a few seconds after smelling the antidote, Zhang Yu shouted. "Old Hu, Sister Fluttershy, she was struck by Shen Yijian, you hurry downstairs to save her. ”