Chapter 101 Tyranny

With a loud sound of the "bell", I saw that the long sword collapsed high, Shui Yun's figure was unstable, and the figure had rushed to Shui Yun like a swift wind, and hit Shui Yun in the chest with a punch.

Shui Yun didn't expect the other party to feint against Xu Zuhui, but in fact, the target was himself, and he suffered a secret loss as soon as he fought, but at this time, he couldn't tolerate the slightest hesitation, so he had to take a deep breath and wave his palm again. The fists and palms intersected, and the punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and Shui Yun couldn't hold it like a lightning strike, and he took a few steps back in succession to stabilize his body.

The person who came was unforgiving, and he jumped up to Shui Yun, and swept his left foot towards Shui Yun and kicked him in the chest.

Shui Yun knew that his skills were inferior, so he quickly twisted his body and retreated, and the hilt of the sword in his right hand pointed towards the ankle of the visitor.

The man retracted his left foot, picked up the short stick in his hand, and smashed it down towards Shui Yunlou with a strong wind.

Shui Yun hurriedly turned around and lowered his head to avoid it, and at the same time, with a twist of his wrist, the long sword slashed horizontally at the opponent's waist, slightly recovering some of his decline.

The man didn't succeed in a whirlwind of moves, and immediately let out a low shout, and the short stick in his hand suddenly accelerated towards the long sword.

The stick was heavy and the sword was light, Shui Yun didn't dare to touch it, so he immediately withdrew his sword and changed his style. Unexpectedly, the stick was unchanged, the short stick picked up a big circle, and suddenly used the short stick as a hidden weapon and threw it towards Xu Zuhui, who was watching the battle. With a whining sound, the short stick drew a black light and hit Xu Zuhui's chest.

The speed of the short stick is extremely fast, and the two of them are very close to Xu Zuhui, even martial arts masters will not be able to react at this time, let alone Xu Zuhui in general martial arts. Xu Zuhui exclaimed, "Ah!", he could only watch the fatal short stick hit his chest, and any reaction was too late.

At the same time, his long sword slashed horizontally, "Bell-" The sound of the collision of the sword and stick was deafening, and the long sword broke in response, but the short stick was only a deviation, castration unabated, and swirled and swept towards Yin Tongshan's chest.

In a hurry, Yin Tongshan only had time to suck his chest, but he still couldn't escape the catastrophe, and the stick head swept through Yin Tongshan's chest with a strong wind. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yin Tongshan's "poof" and immediately fell backwards.

"Tongshan!" Since the man appeared, Mi Tu had been paying attention to all his actions, and now when he saw Yin Tongshan vomiting blood and being injured, he immediately burst into tears and screamed. Suddenly, a tyrannical aura suddenly erupted, and the long sword of Mitu slashed out, like a thunderous dragon's roar, and a sword slashed on Qingfa's short knife, shaking him away.

Mitu succeeded in a move, but he did not pursue Qingfa at all, he suddenly twisted his body and exerted his strength, his body was like a shock, and he approached the man in the blink of an eye. He shouted violently, like a lion's roar shaking the mountain, and even a sword slashed out, the long sword was like a thunderbolt, and in the flickering cold light, a sword slashed head-on towards Dao Yan, who was about to strike again.

The person who came was Dao Yan, and at this time, Dao Yan felt a huge thunder explode in his ears, and his body and mind were suddenly shocked. When he was a little dizzy, a cold light of the forest people suddenly lit up from the top of his head, and there was a cold cold air in the cold light. Dao Yan didn't have time to think about it and immediately rushed out to the side, and he was able to dodge a sword that was as fast as lightning.

The cold light swept by, and a corner of black clothes floated up with the wind, and Dao Yan's cold sweat had already penetrated the thick night clothes.

Mi Tu was furious, at this time there was only a tyrannical murderous aura in his heart, his long sword was obliquely raised, and at this time, the faint thunder in the sword body continued, and the cold light on the sword gathered into a little bit and stabbed towards Dao Yandang's chest. Mitu has already integrated the true meaning of "Running Thunder Palm" into swordsmanship.

Dao Yan had just passed in front of the life and death pass, and he already had fear in his heart, but he was too fast to get out, so he had to catch up with it. Dao Yan leaned forward, and a pair of small diamond rings appeared in his hands between his hands. He made two moves in one move, the vajra circle in his left hand struck Mitu's long sword, and the vajra circle in his right hand struck towards Mitu's neck.

"Hey!" Mi Tu exhaled, and he didn't avoid Dao Yan's attack at all. He held the sword in both hands, and the long sword turned slightly to pierce between Dao Yan's two vajra circles, and then the cold light on the sword flashed again, slashing towards Dao Yan's chest and abdomen. This move is no different from the "sweeping thousands of armies" of the Buddhist stick method, which is completely a life-fighting style, if you hit me, I will split you in half.

Dao Yan suddenly scolded in his heart: "What a fucking madman!" can be scolded and scolded, but as long as he doesn't want to lose his life, he can only quickly dodge. Dao Yan immediately didn't care about his image, and quickly lowered his head and leaned over, rolling to the side.

But Dao Yan was still half a beat slower, the cold light swept across his scalp, the black turban was shattered and flew, and immediately a bright bald scoop appeared in front of everyone's eyes under the light of the fire.

Dao Yan rolled and jumped up, not standing still, but he had already roared and swept with his long sword.

Dao Yan lost the first move again and again, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only pick up the double circle and resist Mitu.

The sound of the striking of the gold objects of the ear wheel immediately resounded throughout the camp, and the skills of the two were comparable, and they were both extremely profound. For a while, the people nearby who were forced to do so hurriedly dodged one after another. Those people would not dare to join a battle of this level, it would be no different from taking death.

After only a few moves, Dao Yan's arms were already numb and painful, and it was almost difficult to lift up, so he had to spread his body as far as possible to avoid the attack of Mi Tu's madness.

At this time, the journey was as if he was unconscious, he roared and danced the long sword in his hand into an angry dragon, regardless of his own safety, and slashed at Daoyan's vital places.

Mitu's sword move had long since lost his sword intent, and at this time, the long sword in his hand was like a knife and a roll, like an axe like a hammer, only turning into a cloud of cold silver light, like the waves of the sea sweeping Daoyan. Suddenly, Dao Yan retreated again and again, hurriedly screaming bitterly.

At this time, Dao Yan really had the heart to cry, he had never seen such a madman in his decades of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and he was a madman with extremely high skills. At this time, the road is no different from a madman, the shots are all offensive roads, there is no intention of defense, a long sword opens and closes vertically and horizontally, the wind is like a tide, it looks like it is going to eat Dao Yan raw, where is there any master style, it is completely an out-and-out madman.

Desperate, in addition to working hard or desperately, this is all the feelings that Mitu gave Daoyan at this time. Dao Yan didn't want to put his life in the hands of here. The main purpose of his visit was to disrupt the deployment of the imperial court to attack Beiping, and to buy time for Zhu Di's next move, as for whether he could kill Li Jinglong and Xu Zuhui. Now that most of the goal has been achieved, he will not fight with Mitu at this time, his life is very valuable, it is to seize the world with Zhu Di, how can he play with a Mitu who is just a martial arts pawn?

It's a pity that even if Dao Yan wants to escape now, it is quite difficult, his martial arts are not comparable to Mitu, and now Mitu is desperately chasing him for his life, and suddenly Dao Yan jumped up and down for a while, but he couldn't get rid of Mitu's attack.

But Dao Yan is Dao Yan after all, and he soon found a way out. He dodged Mitu's attack as he retreated into the chaotic battlefield behind him. Dao Yan saw the opportunity, and he was able to dodge the several swords that Mi Tu slashed out one after another, and suddenly plunged into the melee behind him.

Dao Yan's martial arts are based on courage and swiftness, and now he wants to get out, although he has long lost his bravery, but on speed, it is really faster than usual, he dodged Mitu's crazy attack, and on the other hand, he was very unrighteous and pushed the nearest people one after another, regardless of friend or foe, and then took advantage of the opportunity when Mitu was blocked, and finally escaped Mitu's pursuit in a few flashes.

As soon as Dao Yan got out, he didn't stop, he lifted the Qingfa who had just breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly fled towards the outside of the camp.

Dao Yan's hand is not only very unrighteous, it should be said to be extremely despicable. Those who were pushed out by him could not compare to him, he was out of the attack of the Mistu, but he suffered from his people, and in the blink of an eye, they were all corpses. Mitu is still going crazy, it is really like a tiger entering the flock, wherever he rushes through, all the Yan King's men are either dead or injured. Those people originally got the order to disrupt the military camp to create an opportunity for the assassination of Dao Yan and other masters, but now seeing that Dao Yan fled with Qingfa without any righteousness, and the journey was desperate like a mad tiger, those people had no one at all who was his general, and suddenly collapsed, and everyone immediately turned around and scattered, blending into the chaotic army and desperately scattering in all directions. (To be continued.) )