Chapter Eighty-Seven: Lan Ling Sword Battle
The snowflakes were still fluttering, and Fu Xiaowa's clothes danced lightly in the wind, standing in the wind, imprinted in the eyes of Master Chen Huandong and Shen Zhengming, making them lose their minds. Is that really a miscellaneous servant in the martial arts hall, it is very unreal to show it in front of them.
Pedestrians on the road, watching the fight here, pushed canoes and busily avoided walking. No one will help the two, and no one will have the ability to help them. And the one who really helped them in times of crisis was the Fu Xiaowa who had been ashamed of them countless times.
Shen Zhengming had already grabbed the ice and snow on the ground and clenched his fists, the regret in his heart had made his heart like a knife, and a tear couldn't help but fall from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't imagine what he had done.
Master Chen Huandong next to him was also shocked and couldn't say a word, it was a stupid boy in his eyes, it was indeed a stupid boy in his eyes, and it was a child he had just fallen into his body. He always thought that he was a child who could be bullied, a child who was strong and did not take his own strength. Now it seems that it is indeed not, it is a child who is actually a martial artist who breaks through the middle acupoint, and it is an elite who is fully capable of fighting him.
His hands were trembling, and what made him tremble more than this was the child's forbearance. Being bullied silently and being powerless can only blame yourself for your incompetence. And forbearance with great power, this is something that ordinary people can't do. But no matter how he puts himself into this role, he doesn't think that he can do it, it's not about himself, but everyone can't do it.
If it were someone else, he would have knocked him down with a punch, and now he is no longer lying here bleeding, but lying in the martial arts hall and waiting to be claimed.
If he doesn't die, he will be with hatred, prostrate on the surface and kill thousands of times in the center, as long as he is given the opportunity, he will never frown and tear his opponent to pieces.
And now, he is truly prostrate, with only guilt in his heart, and he suffers from the remorse in his heart on the snow.
The members of the Green Wolf Gang looked at this inconspicuous child in astonishment, although he was dressed in plain cloth, he had great power. The Green Wolf Gang where they are located has been entrenched in Qingniu Town for many years, and it is also a major force in the local area, and even the county magistrate does not dare to do anything to them, which allows them to do evil in this Qingniu Town for many years. This Green Wolf Gang has been in this Qingniu Town for many years, robbing all kinds of money-making businesses, robbing openly and secretly, opening gambling houses and setting up prostitution halls, and also has a lot of business.
And this time I came here, I wanted to sell this gentleman's oil and grain store at a low price, and this shop pรน was the lifeblood of this gentleman, so he had a conflict with this green wolf gang, which also caused such a situation.
At this moment, a man with a sword came out of the group of stunned gangs, only to see that the man's face was pale and not snowy, and his sick expression revealed a trace of coldness between his eyebrows.
No matter how ashamed Master Chen Huandong was in the face of Fu Xiaowa, he couldn't help shouting: "Be careful, he is a master who has already hit the acupoint!"
That Fu Xiaowa's face suddenly became solemn when he heard this, and he nodded seriously at Master Chen Huandong.
"Hall Master Ling, just leave this child to us, you don't need to do it yourself!" shouted the helpers.
The cold man known as the Ling Hall Master shook his head and said, "He is a master of breaking bets, you can't do it!"
"Hall Master Ling ...... "Those gangs have to say more.
The Ling Hall Master said, "You guys step back first, let me come and meet him for a while, and see what kind of ability he has to stand in front of my Green Wolf Gang!"
Fu Xiaowa felt that there was murder all around, he had been practicing martial arts competitions, and he had never faced such a situation, and those competitions were not aimed at killing people. But now it's different, it's a killing machine, it's a killing machine that reveals a ruthless killing machine.
"Are you trying to save them?" the corners of Hall Master's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.
"Let them go, I don't want to hurt anyone!" Fu Xiaowa shouted angrily, his fists already clenched. ...,
"But I want to hurt anyone!" I saw that the Ling Hall Master's sharp sword was unsheathed, and suddenly saw that the blue light on the sword was shining, and it turned out to be a spirit sword, only to see that the Ling Hall Master casually swiped through the air, and a sword qi came out, and suddenly a miserable scream came, and Master Chen Huandong immediately saw a sword mark on his body.
"Stop!!" This had forced Fu Xiaowa to lose his mind, he had already attacked angrily, and he fell for this Ling Hall Master's radical method.
"I'll let you taste the benefits and disadvantages of my Lan Ling Sword!" That Ling Hall Master locked his eyebrows and attacked decisively, that Lan Ling Sword must be a spirit sword, which is completely different from ordinary swords, with very little qi yuan, you can pass the sword body into Ling Li Sword Qi, and break through the air and slash the wind and clouds.
Whew!
Several sharp sword qi came out of the air, Fu Xiaowa was shocked, he was the first sword qi, this was completely different from the finger fist, and the attack level was also completely different. And these sword qi chase souls and kill people, and swords and swords are all deadly.
Fu Xiaowa stood in the snow, dripping blood falling into the snow, he covered his chest, looked at the blood on his hands, and under the extreme dodge, he still slashed his chest with a sword qi.
"Why, if you don't come back, I'll kill them!" The Ling Hall Master raised his sword, and the blue light on the sword was sheng, as if he was going to slash Chen Huandong and Shen Zhengming on the ground.
There was no way, Fu Xiaowa urged the violent internal meridian in his body, and suddenly the aura around him was violent, and the snowflakes couldn't get close, he opened his eyes and shouted angrily: "Then let's see if my long hatred fist can stop your Lan Ling Sword!!"
"Long hatred shocks!!"
Fu Xiaowa has already used the long-hatred fist technique that Huo Qing has officially taught in the past few days, these styles are indeed the fist techniques used to really break through the Zhongzhu acupoint, and the essence attack moves that contain the essence of Qi Yuan formed outside the body, which can be near or far, can be attacked or defended.
The gentleman Zhengming and Chen Huandong looked at it happily, they never thought that they could see the child they had always hated become happy. If it was usual, it would only be jealousy and resentment, but now, they were surprised, and they didn't expect that this miscellaneous servant called Fu Xiaowa had grown to the point that they couldn't imagine.
A bloody battle is bound to be a bloody battle, and the qi yuan urged by Fu Xiaowa has already exceeded the limit of the sea of qi. This opponent is not only a master of breaking through the bet, but also a ruthless killer, a person who has made up his mind to kill, and the moves he uses are completely inconsiderable. Moreover, this Lan Ling Sword also gave this Ling Hall Master an extraordinary killing power.
This battle was so dark in this deserted street that no passers-by dared to pass by, only the blood flowed and the violent sword aura was raging.
The surrounding walls, the ground, and the doorposts were full of flying rubble and sword marks, and that Fu Xiaowa had already been hit by several swords in his body, and his body began to lose his body from the injuries he had received in the morning. And that Ling Hall Master had no signs of weakness at all.
The fight to the death, it was a desperate battlefield, Fu Xiaowa was desperate, sprinkling every drop of blood. Even if he slowly fell into the downwind, he didn't give up, roared again, got up from the ground and rushed to kill again.
That Chen Huandong and Shen Zhengming were already looking at the bloody Fu Xiaowa with teary eyes, that was the person they had once fisted at each other, and that was the child they had humiliated countless times.
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