The wailing coming from the backyard was quickly covered by the sound of steel passing through the body.
Under Wang Jin's instruction, the Liuxians vented their anger and tried to wash away the seventeen years of humiliation.
Of course, everyone including Wang Jin knows that nothing can be changed by killing an enemy with your hands.
But it’s so damn cool.
That's what matters most.
The Liuxians are still a little reserved, but they are much better than the depressed look just now.
The black and white demons soon lost their human form, but they were still alive.
Exuberant vitality is sometimes not a good thing. They are suffering the pain they have inflicted on others.
Wang Jin is not a partner of justice, but he is happy to let his allies vent their emotions.
Let's verify some things.
The young man who had single-handedly caused this cruel scene was standing at the door, breathing the fresh air after the rain.
Next to him stood a tall and thin man in a long robe. His long hair was wet from the rain and was gathered up randomly by him.
Liu Tian hugged his steel gun with both hands and looked at Wang Jin with complicated eyes.
Chang Ye randomly found an excuse to stay in the backyard and seemed not to be prepared to participate in the following conversation.
The time when she and Liu Tian came to She's house were not far apart, but the difference in age and experience was not the slightest.
In front of Liu Tian, the manager of the She family was just a junior.
"Why do you think I would know?"
Liu Tian smiled bitterly and looked at the young man sitting on the ground.
This little guy was covered in blood, but his eyes were so clear.
It's so clear that you can hide the moon in your eyes.
He is very similar to that amazingly talented man, but there is an inexplicable difference.
"Teacher... I'm just not good at martial arts, but my eyes are very good."
Wang Jin shook his head and looked directly at Liu Tian.
He noticed something during the chaos just now.
This Liuxian's anger towards the black and white demons almost solidified.
After all, they were all people of that era. Liu Xian, who had lived for hundreds of years, even cut off Chang Tianqing's arm with his own hands.
With such a living history book in front of him, Wang Jin felt that it would be a sin for him not to ask anything.
There are many things he wants to know.
What is the "lock" on Liu Xian's spine, why do they suppress their emotions, and what does the "lock" Bai Sha said have to do with personality changes.
And... what does Chang Tianqing's rebellion have to do with [Lock]?
The situation in Jiuchun has reached a fever pitch.
In addition to the five immortals' rare objects...
Unbreakable bones, Taiyin skin, human head tower, zombie blood, hundreds of people's resentment.
These have already been assigned.
The next key is obviously the Liu family’s lost artifact.
Xiaobai grave.
Wang Jin wants to obtain information, so he cannot let go of any secret of the Liu family.
Even if you can't directly benefit from it, you can still know the secrets of the year.
"Really as smart as ever..."
Liu Tian shook his head and glanced at Wang Jin.
"Old rules, prove to me that you are qualified to know this."
"Only with a gun."
Before he finished speaking, the steel gun in Liu Tian's hand had already hit Wang Jin's face.
The blow was too sudden, and the latter could only cross his arms in front of him to block it.
"puff!"
Wang Jin, who was whipped out, was shocked.
He guessed what Liu Tian would do, after all, they had many fights during this period.
Wang Jin knew that a person with Liu Tian's personality preferred to speak with a steel gun in his hand.
If I win, I'll tell you. If I lose, I won't ask again.
fair enough.
But Wang Jin didn't expect that the other party would deal such a heavy blow.
This is not like a test, perhaps it should be called silence.
“When you ask questions, you must be aware of them.”
Liu Tian raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Jin.
But I found this kid pressing the remote control with a sly smile.
A bad premonition was beating in his heart, and Liu Tian subconsciously stretched out his hand to feel around.
The most outrageous thing about Wang Jin is that he can stuff explosive bombs into people's pockets anytime and anywhere, even if you were having a friendly exchange just a second ago.
As a result, Liu Tian found nothing.
When he looked up again, he happened to see the cold light condensed into a point because it was too close.
A strong wind blows in the face, and the fluttering flag disturbs people's sight.
Wang Jin really didn't stuff the detonator bomb. His mind just now was focused on the hidden secrets.
But Liu Tian didn't know.
So Wang Jin regarded the action of pressing the remote control as a disturbing move, and at the same time launched an attack in an instant.
Unpretentious thrusts.
"Good boy."
Liu Tian smiled, turned over to block the blow, and the steel spear stabbed out from behind in a strange way.
Like a poisonous snake spitting out its message.
Wang Jin's eyes were serious.
Liu Tianhui has too many moves, which are accumulated over hundreds of years.
Each of his strikes combines speed and power.
It would be difficult for Wang Jin, who had only scratched the surface of his skills, to beat Liu Tian in marksmanship.
"Then don't blame me."
Faced with this strange attack, Wang Jin did not choose to dodge.
Liu Tian's move was just an initial move. The moment he dodged, he would be caught up with a different move.
So Wang Jin chose to block.
He held the metal end with one hand and turned his hips sharply.
The flags swept out, drawing a snow-white fan shape in the air.
when!
Metal clanged, and Wang Jinqing clearly saw blood spurting out of his own mouth.
The paradise flag is entirely made of metal and has no shock-absorbing and force-absorbing function.
Wang Jin had to forcefully take the force of Liu Tian's attack.
One hand was not strong enough, and his block was knocked away.
So the flag was raised high back, and Wang Jinkong's door opened wide.
As long as you continue to attack, you can directly penetrate his chest.
But Liu Tian didn't do that.
Because he saw Wang Jin's other hand hidden under his windbreaker.
Skillful hands are a prerequisite for sword dancing, and it is also Wang Jin's most proficient skill.
His left and right hands are equally flexible, and there is no significant difference in strength.
So you can attack with both hands at the same time.
Whoosh!
Almost as soon as Liu Tian looked over, Wang Jin's other hand hidden under his windbreaker moved.
The hem of the windbreaker suddenly lifted up, making people dizzy.
"really."
Liu Tian gave a rare grin and tried to smile.
He thinks he knows his cheap apprentice very well.
Although the usual exchanges were brief, Liu Tian could tell what kind of person Wang Jin was from every move he made.
Insidious, cunning, and unscrupulous.
This is not a shortcoming, but can make people live better.
Liu Tian also encouraged him to do this when fighting each other. As long as he didn't take out the shotgun and explosive shells, everything would be easy.
So Liu Tian knew that Wang Jin had that weird-looking throwing spear in his hand.
This kid even asked him to learn how to throw it with more power.
Most of Wang Jin's moves were taught by Liu Tian, and even some of his own variations remain true to his roots.
His next move was almost transparent in Liu Tian's eyes.
Predicting the enemy's moves would make him more calm, so Liu Tian leisurely held his gun in front of him.
Unlike the powerful and heavy banner, which is nearly two meters long, his steel spear is only as long as an arm.
Although it is not that powerful when thrusting, it is more flexible and cunning.
Liu Tian knew that he had an absolute advantage in swing speed.
Wang Jin's failure is almost certain. If he is allowed to practice for a few more years...
"Um?"
Just as Liu Tian was taking a defensive posture, he suddenly saw something streaking past him quickly.
The length and speed are obviously wrong.
Liu Tian's movement of raising his hand was slow, but his eyes could keep up.
He saw clearly what Wang Jin was holding.
It was a scarlet spear that was twisted into a ball like a steel bar... although now it looks more like scrap metal.
Wang Jin just took the scrap metal twisted into a ball with a gun and swung it out like a brick.
It didn't break the rules, but it was despicable enough.
call--
The scrap iron stopped at Liu Tian's forehead, and the wind caused by the attack ruffled his hair.
Wang Jin won.
"It's indeed your style..."
Liu Tian's face was expressionless, and he looked at Wang Jin with a bit of helplessness in his eyes.
Liu Tian has been upright and aboveboard all his life, but his only apprentice is a master of underhanded tactics.
It’s really a twist of fate.
"My methods are not worthy of publicity. Compared with you, they are still too immature."
The young man smiled and took back the thing in his hand.
He rubbed the wound that was bleeding and looked at Liu Tian.
"But I have to know those things... If you don't want to say it, you can answer in other ways."
Wang Jin nodded, then shook his head.
Obviously, he planned to let Liu Tian convey the information in this way.
Liu Tian was stunned.
He didn't know where Wang Jin got his confidence.
Even if he told everything about his violation of family rules, this kid might not be able to understand.
Nodding and shaking your head... isn't that just fooling people?
"I don't have too many clues right now."
"Something doesn't want Liu Xian to have the same emotions and desires as humans."
"Liu Xian has a [Lock] on her body, and the [Lock] will break due to emotional fluctuations."
"Bai Sha's lock was broken, so he founded Qian Wuchang to amass money crazily."
Wang Jin touched his chin and repeated the clues he had received.
"Teacher, my first question."
He ignored Liu Tian's complicated eyes, smiled and spoke slowly.
"Is the pinnacle of Liu Xian a dragon?"
"..."
Liu Tian didn't make any move for a while, but his pupils were trembling crazily.
Shouldn't this be right?
Wang Jin didn't ask Chang Tianqing, nor Suo, nor even Bai Sha, who should be most interested.
What brain circuit can jump directly to a dragon from a few clues? Is it mental illness?
So Liu Xian stared at Wang Jin, as if he had seen a ghost.
"The evil dragon picture hanging in the She family is so lifelike. I can feel the aura on it that is a little different from that of Liu Xian."
"In addition, this skill is called [Evil Dragon Form]...I'm not a fool."
Wang Jin sighed and explained his thinking.
"Liu can turn into a dragon, and a dragon can turn into a dragon. It is a widely circulated legend among immortals."
"The Liu family has not lost its status as the Five Immortals even if they lost their rare items... Is it because of this that they are feared?"
“…”
Liu Xian did not speak, nor did he nod or shake his head.
He felt as if his neck had been poured with molten iron, as if it weighed a thousand pounds and could not move no matter what.
Wang Jin carefully observed Liu Tian's eyes and then smiled.