Chapter 366 Yang Zaiwei: Master, what do you think is the worst way to die?
"Li Yuanfang, your master is in my hands!"
In desperation, "Zuoming" used his final trump card and said sternly.
From the tone of his voice, Li Yan could hear the other party's reluctance.
Obviously, this news was not a last resort, and "Zuoming" was unwilling to reveal it.
But his brows moved slightly and his steps remained unchanged: "It doesn't matter, I can still save people if I kill you."
"Zuo Ming"'s eyes flashed, he made a keen judgment, and sneered: "It seems that you already know the identity of your master, right? You are young and in such a deep city, no wonder you want to kill me to silence me!"
Li Yan turned a deaf ear and slashed at him with his sword.
"Zuoming" will naturally not sit still and wait for death, but raises his palms to block.
Both of them were seriously injured and their combat effectiveness was severely reduced.
Li Yan's sword light was no longer as powerful as before, and more and more blood seeped out from the lower edge of the "Zuoming" mask.
But even if it drops to Yang Zaiwei's level, the lethality of the chain knife is still the same.
At this stage, the advantage of holding a weapon is undoubtedly greater. The gloves of "Shu Ming" are also a special product of Tiangongfang. They can directly pick up the sharp edges of swords and guns, which is more convenient on weekdays, but at this time, facing the chain knife, one after another
As he slashed, he began to seriously regret why he was not worthy of a precious blade.
In fact, it is useless even if equipped. Weapons also need to be held in hand. As long as they are held in hand, they have to withstand the bombardment of the opponent's tyrannical force, and the tiger's mouth will still tear apart.
At this time, after blocking more than a dozen knives, a crisp click was heard. Not only did "Zuoming"'s jaws break apart, but his right hand also tilted backwards at an unnatural angle, and the entire wrist bones were chopped off.
break.
Li Yan had no intention of stopping at all, and raised the knife high: "Yang Zaiwei once said that Wei Shijin's self-healing ability is unparalleled in the world. No matter how seriously injured he is, as long as he doesn't keep an eye on him, it won't take long for his bones to heal.
recover."
"I have a question about this..."
"My limb is broken, can it be restored?"
Whoosh!
As soon as the words fell, blood spurted out!
"Zuoming" let out the first shrill scream since the war began, and his right hand and the entire right arm flew high.
But at the same time, "Zuo Ming"'s left hand shot out like a butterfly through a flower with incredible dexterity, hitting Li Yan in the chest.
Li Yan was also thrown away and coughed up a mouthful of blood in mid-air. After falling to the ground, he held the ground with his chain knife and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
He stood up slowly, closed his eyes slightly, and exerted all his strength.
This time the injury was even more serious, and he simply dropped to the level of Ashina Ring.
"Zuoming" also screamed and fell to the ground. Seeing a large amount of blood spurting out from his shoulder, he immediately tore off his toga with his left hand in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
However, this degree of injury, coupled with the severe trauma itself, has made the body's self-healing ability almost zero. The robe was barely blocked, and it was quickly stained red with blood, and the rain washed away, staining the puddles under your feet.
into red.
"Zuoming" took a strong breath, knowing that it was a life-or-death situation, he stumbled and started to run away.
But before he could run out of the alley, a strong wind roared behind him, and Li Yan, who had regained his mobility again, sprinted over.
Cut off again and again.
Whoosh!
This time the left hand and the left arm flew up.
"Zuo Ming" had a look of despair in his eyes: "Li Yuanfang, you...ah!!"
Li Yan kept striking, cutting off his left leg at the knee with one knife, and then chopped off his right leg with another knife.
To deal with those who are strong in consciousness, this is the only way to completely paralyze the opponent's combat effectiveness.
After doing all this, Li Yan swayed and sat down on the ground.
The rain washed down his face, making him feel ice cold. He was relieved and gasped: "Phew! You are really difficult to deal with!"
Beside him, "Zuoming" was soaked in the rain, and blood spread like a stream.
The thief's head was cut off with only his torso left, and his eyes are still full of disbelief: "I didn't expect... I didn't expect... I would fall into your hands... Li Yuanfang, what I did has nothing to do with you.
What the hell! Why are you so stubborn?"
Li Yan shook his head helplessly: "People like you really don't know what is meant. Don't you even understand that there is no way for an egg to be intact when the nest is overturned?"
"You collude with foreigners and cause trouble in the border areas... Tubo! Silla! Even the little prince of Tuyuhun is ready to take advantage of it! When the border is in chaos and wars are everywhere, how can Liangzhou, where I grew up, be immune from this disaster, and how many people on the border will
Do you want people to die?"
"You are afraid that the world will not be in chaos, so you secretly plot and plan, hoping that the Jiangnan area will be unrest, hoping that the Jifu prefecture will rebel, and you will also affect the whole body. When the war breaks out, taxes will increase, and there will be several states and counties in the Tang Dynasty.
Can you stay out of it?"
"Previously, the customs suffered from famine, and countless people lost their lives. You were the driving force behind this. Over the years, there have been too many innocent people who died at your hands and because of you!"
"Do I have to wait until I or someone around me is hurt before I rush to seek revenge on you? Do I regret not killing you earlier?"
"'Zuoming', from the moment you show up, you are dead and no one can save you!!"
"Zuoming"'s body trembled: "Li Yuanfang, what are you so proud of? If it hadn't been for that trash Ashina Huan, how could my plan have failed... I hate it so much! I hate it so much!"
Li Yan ignored it and recovered with all his strength.
After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his chest was still aching. He knew that the injury this time was really serious, and he couldn't even support his own body, so he had to rest for a while when he returned.
Fortunately, there was no problem with his mobility. Li Yan stood up and came to "Zuo Ming" whose torso was still twisting and seemed to be trying to escape far away. He stretched out his palm and grabbed his face.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!!"
Amidst the shrill howling, Li Yan took off the mask of "Zuo Ming" and saw his true face in Lushan, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.
Not to mention the blood that had just been vomited into the mask and smeared on his face, this person's true appearance was also extremely ferocious.
It seemed like it had been burned by a fire, or soaked in corrosive liquid. There was no good skin on the face, exposing the flesh and blood underneath, with pits and bumps. Most of the nose was also destroyed, exposing ugly holes.
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However, Li Yan stretched out his hand and groped around the man's neck, and he had an idea in his mind: "You are a member of the Changsun clan who was exiled to Lingnan back then. You look like this, are you poisoned?"
"Zuo Ming" rolled his bloodshot eyes and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that you even knew about Lingnan. All the records of the lawsuit were burned. How did you know?"
Li Yandao: "As long as there are living people involved in the case, the truth will never be completely hidden. So, do you want to avenge the Changsun family in the past?"
"Zuo Ming" sneered and issued a vicious curse: "Li Yuanfang, stop trying to trick me. I am indeed dead, but you can't even expect to learn any secrets from me!"
"You don't even dare to hand me over to others for interrogation, otherwise you will no longer be able to hide who your master is!"
"Haha, you will be finished by then. The Li Tang royal family will not tolerate it. You will have no choice but to escape to that barbarian country and become the person you despise the most!"
Li Yan said calmly: "I forgot to tell you, even if I don't catch you this time, it won't be long before there will be rumors outside that I am Li Chengqian's illegitimate son and I want to take back the throne..."
"Then it was rumored that my grandfather was the former Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty and wanted to restore the Sui Dynasty..."
"Seeing that I, Bai Shengjin, have practiced so well, I am still a descendant of Liu Yu and want to restore the Song Dynasty..."
"Perhaps we can go back a little further and trace it back to the descendants of the First Emperor. Well, will it be difficult to restore the Qin Dynasty?"
"Zuoming"'s laughter stopped suddenly and his eyes widened: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Li Yan said leisurely: "It seems that you also understand that this is nonsense, you thieves. Back then, you spread rumors that Taizong traveled to the underworld, and he was in a lot of troubles. Later, you spread rumors that when the saint Taishan was enshrined in Zen, he used the common people to test the medicine. Now I have achieved some success.
, and you’re here to spread rumors and slander my life experience, alas, you just don’t like me!”
"It's a pity that everyone is very discerning. If you spread rumors too many times, no one will believe it."
"Who will you slander about my master? Who will believe it then?"
"Zuoming" was stunned.
Li Yan observed carefully and smiled: "It seems that you did not tell others the proof of this secret... That's right, you are still thinking of using it to blackmail me, right?"
"The value of a secret is that the fewer people know about it, the better. If everyone knows it, you will have no advantage!"
"Look, when you appear in front of me today, are you destined to be killed by me?"
"Zuoming" let out a shrill wail: "Li Yuanfang!!"
Li Yan's ears twitched slightly and he raised the chain knife: "Die!"
The sword light traced a trajectory and struck "Zuo Ming" on the head.
But at this moment, a strong wind rose, and a figure rushed over at lightning speed, separated the blade with a palm, and punched Li Yan.
Li Yan grunted, staggered back, and did not pursue the attacker. He picked up the "Zuoming" on the ground and ran away.
Looking at the resolute face of the eldest disciple Yang Zaiwei, "Zuoming"'s eyes showed ecstasy: "There is no end to the road! Li Yuanfang, you want to kill me to silence me? It's not that easy! It's not that easy! Hahahaha!"
Accompanied by the wild laughter of "Shu Ming", the master and the apprentice left at lightning speed. Li Yan's eyes flashed, and he disappeared in a flash.
…
The ecstasy of "helping one's fate" quickly disappeared.
After running wildly for several streets, Yang Zaiwei came to a courtyard, turned over and jumped in, then let go of his hands.
With a bang, "Zuoming" hit the rain hard, causing a splash of blood.
The severe physical pain was secondary, but the key was the psychological gap. "Zuoming"'s eyes froze and he looked at the loyal disciple: "Zaiwei, what are you doing?"
Yang Zaiwei stood with his hands behind his hands, looked up at the sky, and let the big drops of rain fall on his face.
In fact, judging from the relationship between the three disciples and "Zuoming", Yang Zaiwei far surpasses Jin Zhizhao and Ashina Huan in terms of ability and trust, and is the most suitable to play the core role.
But the reason why Di Renjie let Jin Zhizhao take the lead and trick "Zuoming" into the game was because Yang Zaiwei was too hateful and could not hide his emotions at all.
Not to mention that "Zuo Ming" is a strong person in the sixth consciousness, even an ordinary person with subtle observations can detect something wrong from Yang Zaiwei's demeanor.
So since Yang Zaiwei couldn't perform well, he simply stopped acting. He stood blankly for a moment, his eyes finally fell on the master he once admired most, and the first words he spoke were: