Xue Zhenhai's white beard was messy by the cold wind, but he felt panic in his heart. He was by no means a timid person. This was just a reaction after being poisoned. In the situation in front of him, he had no chance of winning at all. He clicked
He nodded, dropped the dog-beating stick in his hand to the ground, and whispered: "My two brothers were fine just now, but they became like this after drinking the wine you brought."
Yang Mingwei said angrily: "I don't know if you were poisoned by eating that poisonous scorpion. If there is something wrong with our wine, why would we be fine if we drank it..." Before he finished speaking, there was a thud behind him, but it was a
The warrior fell down with his head up. Before anyone could figure out the situation, more than ten soldiers collapsed on the snow.
As soon as the doctor who accompanied the army walked out of the hall, his legs became weak and he sat down on the snow, screaming: "I... my stomach hurts..." For a while, the scene kept wailing, and Yang Mingwei said in shock: "Why?
What's going on? What's going on..." He also squatted down, holding his stomach.
It turned out that half of the people at the scene were suffering from symptoms of poisoning. When Yu Chichong saw the surrounding scene, he secretly screamed that something was wrong. He had experienced hundreds of battles and had faced even the most dangerous scenes. He quietly circulated his inner breath and felt
There was nothing unusual, so I felt relieved. Looking at the seventy or eighty people lying around, the only ones still standing in the snow and not suffering from poisoning symptoms were Liang Wensheng and a few of his guards.
Liang Wensheng also looked stunned.
Xue Zhenhai could no longer care about the fact that he had been poisoned. He sat cross-legged in the snow, running his inner breath to force the toxins out of his body. He was secretly frightened that so many people in Yuchi Chong were poisoned. It seemed that Yuchi Chong
He probably didn't know anything about the poisoning. In all likelihood, there was something wrong with him internally.
Liang Wensheng shouted loudly: "Protect the commander-in-chief!" He strode towards Yuchi.
At this time, cold sweat was falling from Yuchichong's forehead, and it seemed that he was also starting to suffer from poisonous hair.
When Yang Mingwei saw Liang Wensheng trying to approach Yuchichong, he struggled to stand up, drew his knife and stopped in front of Liang Wensheng, and said questioningly: "Stop!"
Liang Wensheng wondered: "Brother Mingwei, why is this?"
Yang Mingwei's hand holding the knife began to tremble, and he said in a trembling voice: "Why are you... okay?"
This is what most people are thinking about. Most of the hundreds of soldiers, including Yu Chichong, have already shown symptoms of poisoning. However, Liang Wensheng is safe and sound, as are his six personal guards. Liang Wensheng himself is also fine.
Knowing how to explain, he sighed and said: "Brother Mingwei, do you doubt me? You and I live and die together on the battlefield. Don't you know who I, Liang Wensheng, am?"
At this time, Yang Mingwei finally couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't even have the strength to hold the knife. The knife fell on the snow without making any sound. His legs went weak and he knelt down on the ground.
Yuchi Chong looked at Liang Wensheng calmly.
Liang Wensheng said with a look of sorrow and anger: "Commander, do you believe me?"
Yu Chichong slowly shook his head, but his eyes were not looking at Liang Wensheng, and he said softly: "The real master is here!"
Amidst the blazing fire in the front hall, a man walked out slowly, with a long knife in his hand that was as curved as a beautiful eyebrow. The mirror-like blade reflected patterns of flames. It was none other than Sword Demon Feng Xingyun.
Liang Wensheng bit his lip. He didn't explain much. At this time, action was the strongest defense. He suddenly raised the long sword, and his body disappeared from the place like a wisp of smoke. When he reappeared, he had arrived at the Sword Demon.
In front of Feng Xingyun, the Apparition of the Wu Trace Sect was the most exquisite form of Qinggong. Xin Yi, the former killer of Ji Feihua, was one of the masters of the Wu Trace Sect.
The knife in Liang Wensheng's hand suddenly stabbed at the sword demon. A cold light flashed in Feng Xingyun's eyes. The Xiumei knife in his hand suddenly bounced up. The light suddenly appeared, and it actually broke the edge with the edge. The Xiumei knife's thin and paper-like blade accurately hit the target. He slashed at the tip of the knife in Liang Wensheng's hand, and there was a golden sound. Sparks flew from the blade to the tip of the knife. Feng Xingyun showed the speed of the knife, and his accuracy in positioning had reached the next level. The domineering knife shook half of Liang Wensheng's arm. He was numb, but Feng Xingyun didn't give Liang Wensheng any chance to breathe, and cut straight to Liang Wensheng's throat with another knife. In a flash of light, the blade had already reached Liang Wensheng's throat. Before the light of the knife passed by, Liang Wensheng's figure Change, and use phantom again to avoid the opponent's blade.
The sword demon's strike only hit the phantom. Feng Xingyun also saw that Liang Wensheng's movement technique was the phantom movement from the Wu Trace Sect. He could dodge his life-seeking sword with his movement technique alone. Liang Wensheng had obviously obtained the phantom. The essence of Apparition.
Feng Xingyun did not continue to pursue. He fixed his eyes on Yuchi Chong and took a step forward slowly but firmly.
Yang Mingwei struggled to stand up. At this time, Liang Wensheng's six personal guards had taken the lead to meet him. Feng Xingyun snorted coldly and shook the eyebrow knife in his hand. The light of the knife trembled. The twisted light of the knife instantly flew out from the blade, slashing one after another. The bodies of the six warriors were broken, and their blood bloomed on the snow like sad and beautiful flowers.
Liang Wensheng's body appeared behind the sword demon, and he stabbed the sword demon into the heart. The traceless gate was not only about phantom transference, the footwork was to better conceal his whereabouts, and everything was for the purpose of assassination.
Feng Xingyun launched his offensive at the same time as Liang Wensheng. He didn't even look behind him, and his body rushed towards Yuchi like a sharp arrow from the string. His movement skills were not inferior to Liang Wensheng in the slightest. Although Liang Wensheng tried his best, he still couldn't Get closer to only one foot away from each other.
Yang Mingwei roared angrily, stood up suddenly, stood in front of Yu Chichong, and slashed at Feng Xingyun with his sword.
The moment Feng Xingyun approached Yang Mingwei, his body suddenly turned and moved three feet laterally in an incredible way. Liang Wensheng and Yang Mingwei suddenly lost their target, and it became a scene of two people facing each other. At first glance, Yang Mingwei struck Liang Wensheng with a knife, and Liang Wensheng But he stabbed Yang Mingwei with a knife.
Both of them were alert at the same time. Liang Wensheng hurriedly put away his knife. He didn't want to kill Yang Mingwei by mistake, but Yang Mingwei put away the knife in no hurry. The knife in his hand continued to hit Liang Wensheng's shoulder. Liang Wensheng's superhuman body skills came into effect again. With a sway of his body, Yang Mingwei slashed. What is in the middle is an afterimage.
There was no longer any obstacle between Dao Mo and Yuchi Chong. He slowly raised his eyebrow knife, but frowned because Liang Wensheng had already come behind him again in the shortest time. Dao Mo held up the knife in his hand and pointed towards the rear with a cold light. Stab it suddenly.
Liang Wensheng swung his sword to block, the two swords collided, and the sword demon's inner strength was revealed. An invisible sword energy on the blade was stimulated from the blade, and went towards Liang Wensheng. Liang Wensheng never thought that the sword demon had already arrived and could kill the sword demon. The sword energy can be sent and received freely, and the sword demon does not activate the sword energy from the beginning, but condenses it without releasing it. It does not release the sword energy until the two swords are intertwined. This is because the sword demon Feng Xingyun is unpredictable to Liang Wensheng. Liang Wensheng had already learned a lot about his body skills, so he attacked him unprepared, leaving Liang Wensheng without enough time to react.
Liang Wensheng reacted instinctively at the critical moment of life and death. He tried his best to fall backwards, stepped hard on the snow with his feet, and his body slid backwards on the snow like a straight arrow. Even so, he still couldn't
Completely avoiding the opponent's sword energy, the sharp and overbearing sword energy split all the armor on his chest and cut open a large area of flesh and blood. If Liang Wensheng was slower in reacting for a moment, he would probably be disemboweled.
Yang Mingwei held the sword with both hands and took advantage of the sword demon's opportunity to deal with Liang Wensheng and struck him on the head with the sword.
However, the sword demon instantly pulled out the Xiu Mei Dao, and struck first with the second blow. The thin Xiu Mei Dao struck Yang Mingwei's long knife, splitting Yang Mingwei's long knife into two pieces, and then raised his right foot and kicked it hard.
Hitting Yang Mingwei's lower abdomen, Yang Mingwei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards towards Yuchi like a paper kite with its string cut off.
Yuchi looked at the rushing Yang Mingwei, stretched out his hand, gently lifted his body, and caught Yang Mingwei lightly, and immediately pinched Yang Mingwei's left wrist, only to hear a click, and the bones of Yang Mingwei's left wrist
It was all broken into pieces, and a dagger hidden in his hand fell onto the snow.
Yang Mingwei had a shocked expression on his face. He never expected that Yuchi Chong would see through his disguise. Yuchichong said softly: "I also drank Wen Sheng's wine, so I know he won't harm me. You pretend
Although they are very similar, they still reveal a lot of flaws. If Wen Sheng hadn't escaped in time, you would have killed him."
Yang Mingwei said in a trembling voice: "Commander..."
Yuchi Chong looked at the sword demon calmly and said: "Xiu Mei Dao, Feng Xingyun! The person who can use the sword demon to deal with me must be an extraordinary person. You can barely be regarded as a famous person in the world. I didn't expect that the method is so despicable. He
Who are you?"
Sword Demon Feng Xingyun looked at Yuchi Chong coldly, and only then did he realize that the Great Marshal of Dayong was actually a hidden master.
Liang Wensheng stood up from the snow covered in blood, and found that not far from him was Xue Zhenhai, the law enforcement elder of the Beggar Clan. Xue Zhenhai opened his eyes, threw him a pill and said: "Guiyuan Pill, for your
There are some benefits to the injury." At this moment, Xue Zhenhai had forced all the remaining poison out of his body.
Liang Wensheng swallowed the Guiyuan Pill without hesitation, then reached out and touched several acupuncture points on his body to stop the gurgling blood.
Yu Chichong said: "If I read it correctly, his swordsmanship should be in the same vein as yours, and he must have a very deep connection with you. Hand over the antidote and I will spare his life."
Sword Demon Feng Xingyun slowly shook his head: "No!"
Yuchi Chong nodded, and suddenly raised his hand and struck Yang Mingwei's Tianling Cap down with one palm. Yang Mingwei's skull and bones were completely broken. Yuchi Chong let go of his body, and Yang Mingwei, who was bleeding from all his orifices, fell straight on the snow. Yuchi Chong
Chong looked at the sword demon Feng Xingyun without any expression on his face and said: "Let me learn your clever tricks!" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
