One hundred and seventy-seven attacked

Inside the small island in the middle of the artificial lake in the back garden of Tiefu, in a secret room located at the bottom of the lake, Tie Ning was concentrating, looking nervously at Wu Zheng who broke into the wooden sword formation below. Next to him is Jiangnan Yanliu Rufrost with an indifferent face. Tie Rulin, the head of the Tie family, was not here.

"Aunt Liu, this is not fair to Wu Zheng. ”

"Ning Er knows that a man who is timid and forward-looking is not worthy of a woman's life. ”

Perhaps Wu Zheng's performance caused some feelings in Liu Rushuang's heart, so there was both praise for Wu Zheng and a hint of loneliness in his tone.

However, Wu Zheng fought alone in the morning, not to mention the monks, and his body was injured. Aunt Liu, you see, his injured left arm has never been able to make any coherent movements. ”

With Liu Rushuang's cultivation, how could he not find out the severity of Wu Zheng's left arm injury.

"Ning Er rest assured, if you don't have to beware of Zhang Xiaoou's sneak attack, just with Wu Zheng's wonderful footwork, the wooden sword array will not pose a threat to him. ”

Although he has not practiced martial arts, he still has the vision of Tie Ning.

"Hey, Aunt Liu, look. ”

At this moment, the voice of his father Tie Rulin suddenly came from behind him.

"See what?"

"Daddy, look. ”

When Liu Rushuang and Tie Rulin saw that the wooden sword in Wu Zheng's hand suddenly fluoresced, the two couldn't help but glance at each other and nodded to each other.

"Ning'er doesn't need to worry. Wu Zheng had obviously already cultivated the inner family Zhenqi, no wonder he was able to not only kill Wuyue and Fang Zi, but also force the old man to retreat under the attack of a monk and a beggar, and he was able to retreat with his whole body. ”

Before Liu Rushuang's words fell, the wooden sword in Wu Zheng's hand below had already turned into sawdust and flew away with a bang.

"It's ....... ”

Turning his head to look at Tie Rulin in disbelief, Liu Rushuang's usually cold face actually showed obvious surprise.

"Zhang Xiaoou!"

Immediately Tie Ning was heard shouting angrily and eagerly. Liu Rushuang and Tie Rulin looked down at the same time.

I saw that Wu Zheng's body, which had already stepped forward with his right foot and left step, and his center of gravity had also moved forward, was about to meet the wooden sword between Zhang Xiaoou's eyebrows, and he retreated back for no reason. It was as if someone was pushing him in front of Wu Zheng, and Wu Zheng involuntarily slid backwards half a body distance as if he was standing on the smooth ice.

The only difference is. With the eyes of Liu Rushuang and Tie Rulin, they could still find that Wu Zheng's right foot, which was about to land, actually made an undetectable movement of gently knocking his heel on the Xie Xi acupoint in front of the ankle of his left foot.

This is too unreasonable?!

Almost, Liu Rushuang and Tie Rulin had such a thought in their hearts.

Yes, at the critical juncture, Wu Zheng had to quickly reverse Lingyun's footwork, change the front to the back, and start to run in reverse.

"Tiandaomen's "Qiankun Yin and Yang Steps"?"

Liu Rushuang muttered softly.

Tie Rulin glanced at Liu Rushuang when he heard the sound. Subconsciously nodded and said:

"It shouldn't be wrong, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect have not walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and the cadres and officials have not heard from them for more than ten years. Could it be that Wu Zheng still has a relationship with the Daoist?"

All of Tie Ning's attention was below, and Wu Zheng, who was forced to retreat several steps one after another by the wooden sword in Zhang Xiaoou's hand, didn't hear the conversation between his father Tie Rulin and Liu Rushuang at all.

After the wooden sword in his hand was destroyed by the real qi in his body and turned into sawdust, Wu Zheng, who had turned into a bare-handed Wu Zheng again, had to retreat. While blocking the attack on the body with both arms, the dense sword formation wooden sword like raindrops.

If it weren't for the Lingyun footwork under his feet, he could rely on it. At this time, even if Wu Zheng was not injured under Zhang Xiaoou's sword, he would be stabbed by the wooden swords around him that were as fast as meteors.

didn't even care about the wooden sword attacking him in the battle, Zhang Xiaoou obviously wanted to finish the work with one blow, and the wooden sword in his hand that pointed directly at Wu Zheng's eyebrows always followed him at a distance of less than three inches. Since Wu Zheng's arms had been busy blocking the wooden sword in the sword array, he had no time to resist the tip of Zhang Xiaoou's sword in front of him, so he could only retreat again and again.

knew that Zhang Xiaoou always leaned his body to his left side. It was already seen that his left arm was injured. Wu Zheng couldn't help gritting his teeth secretly, after shrinking his left shoulder and slamming into an attacking sword array wooden sword, his retreating body suddenly stopped slightly, and his upper body leaned back at the same time to avoid the tip of the sword of Zhang Xiaoou, who was three inches outside his eyebrows, and his injured left arm was withdrawn to protect his chest. Bending his right arm at his waist and suddenly raising it, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed the middle of the wooden sword in Zhang Xiaoou's hand.

It's not that you can't try to grab a wooden sword in a sword formation out of thin air, but you really don't dare. Once you reach out and grab the wooden sword flying from the sword array, you will inevitably be driven by the powerful inertia on the wooden sword, resulting in a moment when your body is not under your control. In this way, it will inevitably give Zhang Xiaoou an opportunity.

Therefore, Wu Zheng planned to directly seize the wooden sword in Zhang Xiaoou's hand.

It seems that he had expected Wu Zheng's plan a long time ago, and before Wu Zheng's hooked right fingers touched the wooden sword in his hand, Zhang Xiaoou had already changed his moves. simply hid his body further to Wu Zheng's left side, even if Wu Zheng's right hand could reach it, it was already difficult to exert his strength.

At the same time, the wooden sword in his hand no longer pointed directly at Wu Zheng's eyebrows, widening the distance between the tip of the wooden sword and Wu Zheng's eyebrows, but holding a sword flower, from top to right and left, directly cutting Wu Zheng's already injured left arm on his chest.

"Shameless. ”

At the bottom of the artificial lake, Tie Ning in the secret room of the island in the middle of the lake couldn't help but curse angrily after seeing Zhang Xiaoou's actions.

And Liu Rushuang and Tie Rulin didn't squeak, their eyes were tightly locked, surrounded by the wooden sword in the array, and Wu Zheng under the tip of Zhang Xiaoou's sword.

Seeing that Wu Zheng's injured left arm was no longer able to hide, Liu Rushuang and Tie Rulin thought to themselves that if Zhang Xiaoou's sword went down, Wu Zheng's left arm might be difficult to keep. Although I couldn't help but feel sorry for Wu Zheng in my heart, in view of the fact that this was Wu Zheng's choice, moreover, it had been stated in the rules in advance that although there was no worry about his life when he broke into the sword formation, there was no guarantee that he would not be injured or disabled. Therefore, the two can only watch.

"A strong man breaks his wrist?!"

"Unbelievable!"

The first sound was made by Liu Rushuang, and the second sound was Tie Rulin's voice.

Even though the two have been well-known in martial arts for decades, they were shocked by Wu Zheng's next move again.

I saw that Wu Zheng's upper body, which was originally leaning back, retracted strangely.

The reason why I say weird is that the upper body that bends backwards from the knees with the legs in front of it has no strength at all. If Wu Zheng just maintained such a posture and stood still, relying solely on the strength of his waist and abdomen, he could completely return to an upright posture.

But at this time, Wu Zheng was in the process of continuously kicking the ground with his feet and maintaining a backward posture in the process of his body constantly retreating, his upper body did not stand up abruptly, but his legs and knees continued to bend, and with a very unreasonable forward movement, it seemed that the upper body that was leaning back with his knees protruding forward. (To be continued.) )