Wang Yuanwei held up the Lengjin Dao with one hand and shouted: "Bamboo cutter, the Lengjin Dao is right here, can you take a look?"
This sound contained a lot of inner energy, and many people in the courtyard felt their ears buzzing and their minds uneasy; seven or eight bats fell from the eaves, lying on the ground twitching; several big trees swayed and shook off
Lots of leaves.
The disciples of the Yunmo Sect stood at the back and were not affected much. Qi Yue lowered his voice and said to his junior brothers and sisters: "This is the unique martial art of the Golden Sword Sect, the 'Golden Lion Roar', which is improved from the 'Yunlong' of our Sword Sect lineage.
"Yin'. Wang Yuanwei's voice can probably be heard by half of Xiangyun City, which shows the depth of his inner strength."
Liu Shan disagreed: "It's just shaking the air with internal force, discarding the basics and chasing the weak. It has not captured the essence of 'Yun Long Yin'. The master once shocked four demon sect protectors with a slight cough, which can be called the lion's roar and the dragon's roar. His kitten's meowing voice is so loud
, not very effective.”
Qi Yue said: "You are wrong. Even if the Golden Lion's Roar is far inferior to the Yunlong Yin, it is still a powerful martial art. But you are also right. The bamboo cutter who received the most violent attack did not even move a hair."
Liu Dan shook his head: "That kid is just using his internal strength to protect himself. Senior brother, you can do it too."
Qi Yue said nothing more, his eyes fixed on the bamboo cutter.
People who have cultivated their inner strength to the fourth level can indeed penetrate the body and protect the whole body with their inner strength. But Fuzhuke's expression has not changed at all, as if nothing happened. Did he really take the initiative to use his inner strength? There are indeed many superficial clouds in the martial arts.
A person who is light and gentle and has exerted great efforts secretly, but Fuzhuke has an innocent look on his face. Could he be that kind of pretender?
The clouds in the sky scattered in all directions, and the moonlight fell, as if a puddle of water had accumulated in the courtyard. The bamboo cutter, covered with moonlight, walked four or five steps forward and said with a serious face: "I'm too far away, so I can't see clearly.
, you have to hold it in your hand and look at it carefully."
"Be bold!"
"The Lengjin Dao is the treasure of the Jindao Sect. Can you take it?"
"Master, let me deal with this kid!"
More than a dozen disciples of the Golden Knife Sect stood between the bamboo cutter and Wang Yuanwei, shouting one by one.
Wang Yuanwei said nothing and stood still, acquiescing to their behavior.
A young golden sword disciple took the lead and drew his sword. The blade "swished" and drew a line of silver light from bottom to top, directly hitting the bamboo cutter's chest. Everyone in the courtyard stared at the two people, and saw another
A ray of light flashed, there was a "click" sound, and then a knife flew into the air and fell to the ground.
The young golden sword disciple kept his body in a slashing posture. There was no knife in his hand, and he stayed in place like a sculpture. The bamboo cutter put the bamboo cutting knife that no one knew when he had pulled it back to his waist.
Stop for a step. The other Golden Sword disciples blocking the front lost all their previous momentum. Seeing the bamboo cutter approaching, they couldn't help but retreat.
"It's embarrassing, why don't you back down?!"
Wang Yuanwei repelled the disciples and stepped forward in person with his sword drawn.
Following Wang Yuanwei's pace, the blade of Leng Jin Dao made a clanging sound on the bluestone ground, leaving a narrow and long white mark.
The bamboo cutter also walked towards him, and the two of them were getting closer and closer. When they were only about ten feet away, Wang Yuanwei suddenly arched his body and took a big step forward. The golden knife first hit a large dazzling ball on the stone ground.
The sparks then flew up, but in an instant they were in front of the bamboo cutter.
Everyone else looked at it in astonishment. This sword was called "Golden Sword Appears", and the golden sword disciple used the same move before. However, the martial arts of the golden sword disciple was incomparable to Wang Yuanwei's, and ordinary fine iron swords could not compete with the three swordsmen.
A hundred pounds of cold gold knife is comparable.
boom!
No one could see clearly how the bamboo cutter drew his sword, but they saw that after the two knives collided, the trajectory of the Lengjin knife completely deviated, bypassing the bamboo cutter's body and slashing diagonally forward.
Wang Yuanwei shouted loudly, his muscles bulged, and he grasped the handle of the knife with his left hand. He turned the direction of the Lengjin knife with both hands and slashed towards the bamboo cutter's shoulder.
The bamboo cutter's right arm seemed to be raised very easily and freely, and the light and short black blade of the bamboo cutter was lightly slapped horizontally on the broad blade of Leng Jin Dao. Leng Jin Dao was so powerful, but it was photographed like this
Suddenly, it was as if he had been hit by a heavy object, and he was blown away. Wang Yuanwei's body staggered several times.
"Master Wang, be careful!"
A sharp knife stood between the bamboo cutter and Wang Yuanwei. The person holding the knife was Qi Yue.
When the two of them clashed for the first time, Qi Yue had already seen that the bamboo cutter's internal strength was superior to Wang Yuanwei's, so he drew his sword and prepared to step forward. Unexpectedly, Wang Yuanwei was defeated in the second confrontation. If Qi Yue's movement was even half a breath slower, the attacker would have been defeated.
Zhu Ke only had to swing the knife one more time, and Wang Yuanwei's head would say goodbye to his neck.
Before the bamboo cutter could attack him, Qi Yue took the lead in taking out his sword. He roughly saw that the bamboo cutter's sword technique was similar to moving a thousand pounds with four ounces. The stronger the force attacking the bamboo cutter, the greater the recoil force he would receive. So he took action.
At that time, he did not seek speed, but only speed. In the blink of an eye, he had struck out more than ten knives in succession.
The bamboo cutter swung his sword a few times without any plan, blocking every one of Qi Yue's blows.
"Brother, let us help you!"
Except for Liu Dan, the other five Yunmo Sect disciples stepped forward with their swords drawn.
The six people besieged them from all directions, using their fastest moves. The Bamboo Flayer's tactics would be messed up when faced with the siege of many people. As soon as they exchanged a few moves with the Bamboo Flayer, their sword-holding hands suddenly felt...
Every time their knives collided with the bamboo cutter's knife, their own soreness and numbness would increase exponentially and spread from their hands to their entire arms.
The bamboo cutter turned around with his knife, and the blade turned in an arc. There was a clatter, and the five bright knives flew into the sky and fell back to the ground.
Qi Yue was the only one who could still hold the sword, but he stopped attacking the bamboo cutter. He put the sword back into its scabbard, took two steps back, and said to his junior brothers and sisters: "I'll wait until my skills are over."
So, don’t show your embarrassment to others anymore.”
All the disciples of the Golden Blade Sect in the courtyard were filled with horror. They never expected that the leader, who was regarded as a god in the past, and the famous disciple of the Yunmo Sect, would lose to an unknown young man in just a few dozen breaths.
"Leng Jin Dao, you can take it."
Wang Yuanwei directly put the Lengjin knife on the ground with a bitter tone.
He knew that the gap between himself and the bamboo cutter was as big as clouds and mud. If he continued to take action, he would only bring humiliation to himself. He thought in his mind that the bamboo cutter had picked five leaders in a row and would defeat other leaders in the future. He was just one of them.
One, it’s not that embarrassing.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"
The bamboo cutter still spoke respectfully, put the bamboo cutting knife back into his waist, walked over and picked up the Leng Jin knife with one hand, without any difficulty, as if it was no different from picking up a short bamboo cutting knife. The bamboo cutter carefully observed Leng Jin in the moonlight.
Golden knife, his index finger flicked on the blade, his face suddenly darkened, and he shook his head in disappointment: "It's not this knife."
After saying that, the bamboo cutter threw the golden knife back to Wang Yuanwei.
Wang Yuanwei stretched out his hands to catch it, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart. Sure enough, just like the rumors, the bamboo cutter just took a look at the knife after grabbing it, flicked it, and then returned the knife. But he didn't know what the bamboo cutter was looking for.
What kind of knife is it? And why are you looking for that knife?
Wang Yuanwei was distracted when a black shadow flashed in front of him. When he reacted, the man had already grasped the handle of Leng Jin Dao, lowered his feet to the ground, and jumped two feet high and three feet away.
Gliding away outside the courtyard wall.
Everyone thought that the dust had settled, but no one expected that something would suddenly arise. At this moment, a white figure jumped up from the man's way and grabbed his sleeve: "I've seen something wrong with you a long time ago!"
"Junior Brother Liu, be careful!"
Qi Yue shouted loudly and used Qinggong to rush toward the two of them.
The sleeve of the man who took the knife was pulled, and his body fell with Liu Dan. In desperation, he slapped Liu Dan on the shoulder with his backhand. Liu Dan let out a cry of pain, let go and fell, and Qi Yue who rushed over caught him in his arms. He grabbed the knife.
The man used the force of his palms to push back, his body rose three feet higher again, he tapped his feet in the air a few times, and finally he jumped over the courtyard wall.
There was chaos in the courtyard. Some people rushed out of the gate to chase the man who took the sword, and some shouted loudly to send a signal to the people in the city. Wang Yuanwei walked towards the bamboo cutter with a gloomy face: "Why did you go back on your word and take my golden sword?"
The bamboo cutter looked confused: "I didn't take it."
"Isn't that person your accomplice?"
Wang Yuanwei didn't believe it at all. The Lengjin knife was made of special material and was forged by famous craftsmen. There were countless people who coveted it. Who couldn't afford to be greedy? It turns out that the bamboo cutter had long conspired with his accomplices. When one person returned the knife, the other took the knife and ran away. Now that he has it,
If you get the sword, you can claim to be innocent.
Suddenly, Qi Yue said loudly: "'Netherworld Ghost Palm'?! It's the Demon Cult!"
Wang Yuanwei's heart shuddered, and he turned around to look, only to see Liu Shan in Qi Yue's arms, his face as white as his clothes, and there was a dark palm print on his left shoulder, which was shocking.