Chapter 139: The One Who Should Come

Looking at Songbai left, walking crisply and neatly, walking in the alley, the folding fan was opened by his brush, closed again, and then discarded casually.

Fu Jingnian stood in place for a long time, looked up to the sky and sighed, and took off the apricot yellow wine flag on the eyebrow stick at the door of the inn.

The inn opened and closed again.

When he said that he fought with Lin Dongyue and Li Xiaoxian until the sun sank in the west, and when he was exhausted and had no strength to fight again, he returned to the wing room without saying a word, closed his eyes and breathed.

Second, the whole Chang'an fell into a jubilation, from all over the country to show talented students began to take the scientific examination, among which there were 12 people who stood out on the Jinluan Hall to participate in the palace examination, and it is expected that the top three should be born in these 12 middle schools.

The position of the leader of the martial arts alliance was obtained by the eighth Mu of the black list, and he became the spokesperson of the imperial court on the rivers and lakes, and the news of the great monk and the poisonous flower mother-in-law was never heard.

In the noise of gongs and drums, Fu Jingnian was still sitting in the wing, not going out a step, with a box of sandalwood narrow knife boxes across his knees, Guanyin in his left hand, King Kong in his right hand, constantly Mosuo, and the infinite qi machine poured out from both hands into the knife box, rendering the knife box into a misty, which made people unreal.

It was three days to sit like this.

Until the fourth dusk, in the twilight, I could vaguely see a person standing at the end of the alley, who was dressed in a flying rabbit official robe, with only one arm left, and one hand behind him.

Fu Jingnian's eyes that had been closed for three days suddenly opened, and he didn't see any movement, and a pitch-black spear in the backyard of the inn suddenly straightened its body, swirled in the air, and then turned into a black streamer, and instantly walked out of the inn and stabbed straight towards the one-armed man.

Fu Jingnian shook off the knife box behind his back and said to himself, "Is it time to come?"

Then he broke out of the window in an instant, swept and swept through the air, and chased after him.

"It turns out that Fu Jingnian is you. The man at the end of the alley looked at the spear that had been fired, his face flashed with surprise, his eyelid half raised, and then he slowly stretched out his left hand.

A light finger.

The spear thundered, and the uneven pale gold magic pattern flowed, as if cutting the twilight of dusk in half, and hit the man's fingertip with a "ding".

"Whew. The man's fingertips were cast from molten iron, and the spear swirled and drilled in, splashing silver sparks.

The man's brows furrowed, his fingertips were slightly numb, and the tip of the gun grazed the skin, his fingertips bent, and then flicked lightly!

"Poof. The spear suddenly flew out upside down, rolled in the air a few times, and just as it was about to land, Fu Jingnian came in an instant, holding the handle of the spear, and his figure burst out, hanging in front of the man's eyes, and stabbed down on the man's head again.

"Wei Qianfu. ”

At this time, it was the person sent by Ying Zhengling, Ye Greedy.

This thorn used the power of striking iron, the cold star at the tip of the spear flickered, Wei Qianfu spread out his five fingers, resisted the incoming momentum, pulled out his wrist, held the neck of the gun, and directly smashed Fu Jingnian on the wall of the alley, looking at the faint trace of blood flowing out of his hand, and said in surprise: "This trick is good, can it have a name?"

Fu Jingnian spun in the air, twisted his figure, slapped his palm on the wall, so as not to smash on the wall, and said: "Striking iron, wrought iron." ”

The corners of Wei Qianfu's mouth lifted lightly, and he smiled without a smile: "But if you only have this ability, I'm afraid that you will be unable to escape death today." ”

As soon as the words fell, the bluestone slab under Wei Qianfu's feet suddenly cracked, his figure swayed upward, and a hand knife slashed at Fu Jingnian's head like a battle axe.

Fu Jingnian didn't dare to hold it up in the slightest, and he was dressed in a vajra cultivation and climbed to his hands, and the three-zhang thunder spear was horizontal above his head.

"Bang!" Wei Qianfu's hand knife slashed on the barrel of the gun, pressing Fu Jingnian's qi to shake, the alley bluestone slab has been a long time, it is not strong, under the knife, Fu Jingnian, who is holding a thunder spear, has a full foot under his feet, Wei Qianfu's body swirls in the air, and by the way, the hand knife wipes three inches over the shaft of the thunder spear, and then Fu Jingnian's whole person is dragged sideways and flies out.

The mud under Fu Jingnian's feet rolled and splashed, and his feet were pulled out of the ground and stuck to the wall of the alley.

After the shot, Wei Qianfu's momentum suddenly condensed, but he was not in a hurry to pursue, he wanted the cat to scratch the mouse, stopped in place, and sneered: "Take out all your skills, don't let me get bored." ”

Fu Jingnian nodded.

The war really started, life and death were on the front line, and Fu Jingnian didn't have any leisure to talk about.

Fu Jingnian insisted on not retreating but advancing, which was in line with Wei Qianfu's intentions, this Great Qin Eunuch who had not killed heartily for some years, was afraid that this kid would run away indiscriminately, and it would be boring to kill him. Moreover, the interesting thing about the rivers and lakes lies in the fact that no matter how towering the realm is, the super-first-class martial artists can always learn from others' strengths, smelt a furnace, and use them for their own use, especially Wei Qianfu, which is almost "fixed" The top powerhouse, the secret that can be seen must have been turned over a long time ago, and the people who should be killed have been killed, but they need some amazing juniors to bring the extremely rare kind of genius who is extremely rare and has some undecided circumstances, maybe there is still a distance from being proficient in martial arts, but he often has some mysterious moves of antelope hanging horns, Wei Qianfu is waiting for this unexpected surprise, obviously this Nanchu remnant really impressed him.

Wei Qianfu stood in place, willing to become an arrow stack, and let Fu Jingnian's gun anger wantonly strangle, he was as immobile as a mountain.

Wei Qianfu's five fingers were hooked, and the big qi machine was entangled, and he reminded indifferently: "It's my turn." ”

The thunder roared and tumbled, like a fine spring rain.

Wei Qianfu frowned, his five fingers suddenly clenched, took a step, his left arm reached out, and a fist slammed into Fu Jingnian's forehead.

"Kaminarimon. ”

Fu Jingnian's hands were abruptly pulled apart, and he pulled out a hundred silver snakes, like a heavenly gate made of thunder, horizontal in front of him, Wei Qianfu's fist was tightly blocked out of the door, and he couldn't enter an inch, and the thunder thundered like a whip on his hand, and blood marks appeared.

Wei Qianfu's brows furrowed even deeper, his fists suddenly opened and clenched, and after repeating it several times, a trace of imperceptible cracks appeared on this side of the Thunder Gate, and then it collapsed almost instantly

Fu Jingnian's body was broken, and the kite flew out upside down, but he still stepped on Wei Qianfu's chest with one foot, and there were eye-catching gray fluttering footprints in a luxurious flying rabbit official robe.

After Fu Jingnian landed, he bent his knees and slipped backwards, and it took more than ten zhang to stop, and then the seven orifices began to bleed, his head was blank, and he couldn't stand upside down.

Wei Qianfu didn't take the opportunity to chase and kill, stayed quietly to the side, and said strangely: "This trick is wonderful, where did you learn it?"

Fu Jingnian's voice was hoarse, and every time he said a word, he spit out a mouthful of blood: "Demon Venerable Xiang Qianren, Thunder Gate." ”

Wei Qianfu had a bit of undisguised sarcasm in his eyes, and sneered: "Thinking about how the great demon Xiang Qianren was in the past, it is really a waste that he has been used so badly by you all his life." ”

Wei Qianfu began to slow down, and the already unmanifested light of his hands became more and more constricted. "If you can get out of this alley, I'll give you a whole corpse. ”

Once you start thinking about running for your life, you really don't have to fight.

Fu Jingnian exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly stood up, and said bluntly: "Wei Qianfu, are all the eunuchs in the imperial court as noisy as you?"

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