Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth magic sword disciple
Chapter 586: Disciples of the Phantom Sword
The man in the bamboo hat was obviously a little impatient, so he jumped up into the air and struck with his knife.
Feng Yu did not dismount, but pushed out with one hand, and a golden barrier appeared between the palm and the long knife.
"Innate strength, you are indeed extraordinary."
"Who are you and why do you want to kill me?"
"Humph, you don't need to know so much about a dead man, just wait for death!"
"Haha, there are so many people in the world who want to kill me. You are the only one who wants to kill me. You are the oldest."
The true energy from the palm of his hand came out of his body and hit the blade, knocking the man in the bamboo hat back.
That person couldn't believe it, "You are in the Hearing Dao realm!"
"So, aren't you the same? Why, didn't you even do a good job of intelligence work before killing someone? Or did the person who wanted to use your hand to kill me not tell you at all?"
"Humph, none of this matters anymore. I must avenge my master!"
Feng Yu frowned, looking at the whirling sword, flying down against the horse's back, and standing on the ground. Revenge for his master? Should I kill his master? It doesn't make sense. When did he come to Xixia to kill him?
Human? When dreaming?
The man took the knife, and the figure seemed to have transformed into several figures. Each one rushed over with a knife, and they were not illusions. Feng Yu could feel the mobilization of true energy from each knife.
Several rays of sword light scattered in all directions, rubbing against Feng Yu's innate energy and leaving traces on the ground.
"Are you from the Huan Dao Sect?"
"go to hell!"
"That day, you, the master of the Huan Knife Sect, faced off against the old prince. Both sides were injured on each other, but your master was more seriously injured. He left after returning?"
"Shut up! I can't kill Qin Yi, so I'll do it to you first!"
Feng Yu held hands with him without even taking the sword, but stayed on the horse. If a thief stole Jun Xie's sword, he would probably cry half to death.
"I witnessed the fight between the two of them that day. I am not as good as the second grandfather, and you are not your master. It seems that you may not be able to kill me."
"At least I won't let this be my only chance!"
Feng Yu used Tianluo Bu and the new Jingshen Kick that combined the Shaolin Chain Kick and the Jingshen Kick. No matter how special the Magic Sword technique was, it could not get even an inch closer to him. Every sword that came close could be dodged.
However, what appears to be danger is actually included in every step of Feng Yu's calculations.
Taoist Wu Yong just sat quietly on the back of another horse, closing his eyes and concentrating. Feng Yu knew that he was concentrating on his sword.
"Ah ah!"
The man in the bamboo hat frantically slashed his sword from top to bottom, trying to tear Feng Yu into two halves. However, under the force of Qiang Finger's sword energy, he was shaken back.
They are both in the Wen Dao realm, so the disparity in strength between the two is really quite large.
Facing more and more people watching from a distance, the man went crazy and attacked Feng Yu desperately. The two of them flew into the air and hit the ground, leaving craters everywhere.
"Anger will indeed enhance your strength for a short period of time, but it will only bring about your cowardice. It will also amplify the flaws and shortcomings in your sword skills. You have no chance of winning, so why bother?"
Feng Yu stepped on the tip of his knife and kept flying backwards. His true energy was suddenly activated, and his entire figure was several feet away in the blink of an eye. Even the useless Taoist with his eyes closed trembled between his eyebrows.
The true energy rotates in the palm of the hand, wrapping it layer by layer. Flying flowers and fallen leaves gather in Feng Yu's palm, like dancing elves. This seemingly inconspicuous set of palm techniques, the man can see the hugeness in it.
He completely retreated from his murderous intentions to avoid facing this palm head-on.
How could Feng Yu let him get what he wanted? Two fingers of his left hand popped out, the sword energy blocked his movement, and then he struck out with the Luoying Divine Palm that had not been used for a long time.
The flying flowers and fallen leaves struck hard at the chest of the man in the bamboo hat. Unable to dodge, he could only keep waving the long knife, using the light of the knife to weaken the strength of the palm.
The force of his palm hit the blade. The man in the bamboo hat, who thought he could relieve the force, was actually hit in the chest by the palm of the long knife. His body was unable to stabilize at all and he flew backwards nearly ten feet away.
He fell to the ground vomiting blood, and the knife flew out and was inserted into the soil.
"How can you still have such strong explosive power even though you have lost all your strength!"
"There are a lot of things you don't know." Of course Feng Yu would not tell him that he used the unique skill left by his father in this palm, the second level of strength, one wave is better than the other, and this power is more powerful
The second palm is the sure kill.
Taoist Wu Yong finally spoke the first words he said since the two of them had been fighting, "You are very proficient in mastering the power of strength. Even a martial artist who specializes in fists and palms may not be able to do it so exquisitely."
"Thank you, you finally stopped being a mute."
Feng Yu flew on his horse, and the two of them slowly passed by the man in the bamboo hat, "Can you tell me your name?"
"Hmph, my name is Di Jingtao. If you want to kill me, kill me. If you frown, it means I'm sorry, master!"
"Di Jingtao? That's a good name. I watched that battle. To be honest, I admire your master. At least it can be regarded as a duel between warriors. Practice hard when you go back. I'll wait for you to kill me next time.
Drive~, drive~”
I thought it would be a palm strike, but I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes, the man had already ridden away, leaving only these words and the panting Di Jingtao.
He struggled up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took back the sword and sheathed it, and left the gate of Weiwei City step by step.
"Taoist, it's getting dark soon. Can you find an inn?"
"Um."
I randomly found a relatively large inn to stay at, but Feng Yu paid for it. I don't know if this old Taoist really has no money or is pretending to be poor.
Feng Yu was lying on the bed, thinking that this person named Di Jingtao was coming to cause trouble. If he was an ordinary Xixia warrior, Feng Yu would be able to accept it, but this person from the Huan Dao Sect came here to block him, so he must know that he
Route. But when the leader of the Huandao Sect was injured that day and returned, he seemed to have said that he would not let his disciples seek revenge. Why did he do so?
Is the person behind the scenes the second child? Are you deliberately looking for someone to test your own worth?
The Emperor of Xixia and Ming Wanqing allowed themselves to come to the Thunder Gate to watch the ceremony, which must have been approved by the leader of the Thunder Gate. Feng Yu could think of two reasons for making such concessions.
One of them was Kong Wen who successfully entered the Ye family and became the Ye family of Leimen. He represented the Tang royal family and had good relations with them. This was also the good relationship between Xixia and Tang, Leimen and Tang. But why did he do this? Feng Yu still
Didn't understand.
Another result is that if Kong Wen fails this time, Raimon can take the opportunity to get rid of Ye Jia by accusing Ye Jia of colluding with him. Because of Ye Ziying's relationship, Ye Jia does not get along well with other families in Raimon.
, the relationship was once very tense.
However, Feng Yu still chose to come. As a friend, I had pushed Kong to ask questions before he made the choice he made today. I should have looked at him anyway. I would be happy for him if he succeeded. If he failed, I would at least help him kill him.
To find a way out, more people have more strength. But judging from Ming Wanqing's secret message, even if it fails, the royal family is well prepared and can definitely rescue Kong Wen. As for himself, Fourth Eunuch Hong gave him a tip.
It is his biggest support. His father will not let him take risks by going deep into the tiger's den alone.
We haven't arrived at Kaminarimon yet, but we have already met the first person to kill him, but he did it in front of a large crowd. This man is also a man, so it doesn't matter if we let him go. I don't believe he can surpass me.
that day.
It started to rain lightly, and the two of them walked in the rain the next day. Seeing the old Taoist's slow speed, Feng Yu really wanted to say, why not just wait for the rain to stop, and it would be the same to go faster by then. But I know
It's definitely useless, so I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. This old Taoist always lives in his own world. No wonder he can use a barren sword. It is estimated that his inner world is only barren, and he can't think of any other tricks.
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The muddy road was difficult to walk on, so the two passed through a rural area with farmland on both sides of the road. Although it rained, there were still people working in the fields.
The men wore very sloppy coir raincoats while working, and occasionally a woman wore the same coir raincoat to deliver water. Such a simple little life seemed a bit incompatible with Feng Yu and Feng Yu.
Feng Yu looked at the useless Taoist next to him. It turned out that he was not an indifferent person. He actually opened his eyes to see this kind of person.
"Taoist, could it be that you like this kind of life?"
"Nothing to do with you."
"Every time it rains, you use your true energy to form a shield to keep out the rain. It's such a waste. I also have an umbrella here. If you want, I can sell it to you cheaper."
The old Taoist ignored him and just walked forward a little faster.
Feng Yu shook his head, not wanting to guess what kind of past an old man of this age would have. A mute who doesn't speak really doesn't interest him.
Gradually, the rain subsided, and the two of them walked through a forest and walked to the main road of the city.
"There won't be anyone blocking the way ahead, right?"
"I don't know, but I will keep you alive."
Feng Yu knew that this was the truth. He wouldn't die before he got there, but looking at this posture, it was inevitable that someone would be injured.
Sure enough, a large group of officers and soldiers were waiting for the arrival of the two men.
Feng Yu frowned, did the officers and soldiers come to block the way? This doesn't make sense.
"Welcome to His Highness King Huai. I am the magistrate of this land and I am here to welcome His Highness."
"Mandarin order? What are you doing to welcome me? Is it the order from above?"
"His Highness is a prince with a rich body. I heard rumors before that someone intercepted and killed him on the way. I really didn't dare to frighten His Highness, so I brought someone to escort His Highness."
Feng Yu turned around and asked Wu Yong in a low voice, "Hey, is it true or not? Is there such a good thing?"
"have no idea,"
Yes, it’s free to ask.
"I said, some of you here want my life, but you want to save my life. You Xixia people seem to be very contradictory."
"This~, Your Highness King Huai is overly worried. The previous one is just seeking revenge and has nothing to do with the court. Please don't associate it with the Xia Kingdom's court."