Tie Zhan never expected that the boy in front of him was not as greedy for life and death as he had imagined. It seemed that the scene where he was peeing like shit was a scene he had imagined.
"This guy refused to retreat and instead asked for a fight. Could it be that he is really at the seventh-level martial arts level?" Tie Zhan was secretly shocked. Although he was at the seventh-level martial arts level, his strength had already deteriorated after so many years of living and enjoying life, although he had never retreated to the eighth-level martial arts level.
, but if you meet an opponent of the same level, Tie Zhan has a low chance of winning, so now Tie Zhan is very hesitant, wondering if he will encounter a difficult guy?
After a moment, Tie Zhan shook his head suddenly. He saw that Li Longqian was in his early twenties and could reach the seventh level of martial arts in his early twenties. This was probably something only a genius could do. It was obvious that the boy in front of him was not a genius.
, think about it, Tie Zhan once again made his first move, but unlike last time, this time Tie Zhan was struck with a single palm, but it was more powerful than the two-palm strike last time.
a little
Li Longqian had already prepared for this palm. He stepped forward and placed the Taomu Sword directly across his chest, and then shouted: "Sword One Style, Sword Control!"
The old slave once said that those who use swords must attack before they attack. How can we attack without defense?
So the first move of this sword style is Yu!
This was the second time Tie Zhan struck out with his palms. Their swords and palms touched each other. After Tie Zhan struck out his palm, he never expected that Li Longqian did not dodge, but instead took the palm with his sword. But what Tie Zhan did not expect the most was Li Longqian.
This time, Long Qian didn't fly backwards. Instead, he took the palm forcefully, took two steps back, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this scene, Lan Aoxue covered her mouth in surprise. Tie Zhan was a master of the seventh level of martial arts. Tie Zhan's palm hit Li Longqian hard, and Li Longqian only took two steps back.
Could it be that Li Longqian is also a seventh-grade master? Lan Aoxue secretly guessed in her heart, but no matter from which angle she looked at it, Li Longqian, a little gangster, seemed to be incompatible with the word master.
Tie Zhan squinted his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. He was silent for a moment and then whispered: "Boy, your internal strength is quite good. It is rare to achieve such an achievement at such a young age. Look at you taking my two palms."
For my sake, this woman stays, and I will let you go!"
Li Longqian stood up straight when he was talking, and then said with a flat look: "Not really!" After that, Li Longqian slightly bent his right leg, moved his left leg forward, slowly exhaled in his mouth, and then grinned.
He smiled and said to himself: "Old slave, you really didn't brag this time."
Five years ago, the old slave once said something like this, if you master the three-move sword style, you will have a chance to survive even if you meet a sixth-grade martial artist. After hearing this, Li Longqian still made a habit of
He raised his mouth and cursed: "Old slave, why are you bragging again?"
The old slave smiled and did not refute.
Li Longqian said again: "If I really believed your lies and took this broken peach wood sword to compete with a sixth-grade master, I would have been beaten to the point of crying for father and mother, and the onlookers would have laughed.
Big teeth."
The old slave chuckled, but still did not refute.
At that time, Li Longqian never took the old slave's words seriously, but today, just now, when Li Longqian used the first move of the sword to catch Tie Zhan's palm, Li Longqian finally understood that the old slave this time
I really didn’t lie to myself. I don’t know whether I can deal with Li Longqian, a master of the sixth level. But the second palm just now was not as shocking as the previous one. At least Li Longqian did not fall out in shame again.
.
Think about it.
Li Longqian was the first to take action, and the wooden sword in his hand changed from being held across his chest to holding the sword in one hand. Then Li Longqian took a step forward, and the wooden sword in his hand also changed to the posture of striking forward.
"Second Sword Style, sword out!"
Li Long sighed softly, and then the wooden sword, which was not sharp enough to touch the edge, went straight to where Tie Zhan was and stabbed him.
After seeing Li Longqian's second move, Lan Aoxue sighed with some disappointment in her heart: "That's all I can do."
No wonder Lan Aoxue was disappointed. Li Longqian's sword was completely different from the swords of ordinary sword practitioners. Not only did it look silent, but it was also surprisingly slow. It didn't look very powerful. Iron Zhan
Seeing that Li Longqian's sword was surprisingly slow, he was unprepared and thought to himself: "The Guizhou donkey has no skills."
"Whoa!"
Tie Zhan turned sideways to avoid the sword, but Tie Zhan's eyes widened in the next second.
Li Longqian's sword was first slow and then fast. The first was slow to determine which direction Tie Zhan would hide in, and the second was fast after determining the direction so that he could hit with one hit!
The wooden sword that was originally slow suddenly became extremely fast, and it stabbed straight in the direction Tie Zhan was leaning against. Li Longqian's sword shocked Lan Aoxue, and also Tie Zhan, you know Lan Aoxue.
Aoxue had seen too many master swordsmen in the City Lord's Mansion, but it seemed that Li Longqian was the only one who could control the speed of his sword so exquisitely.
The wooden sword struck Tie Zhan's arrow at an astonishing speed with the sharp sound of breaking the wind. Although the wooden sword had no edge, the wooden sword struck Tie Zhan's shoulder with overwhelming force. Tie Zhan's careless Tie Zhan
He was pushed back several steps by Li Longqian's sword, but he still couldn't control the force. He let out a "hey" and sat down on the ground.
Seeing Tie Zhan fall to the ground, Lan Aoxue covered her mouth and started laughing. While laughing, she mocked, "Are you sure this seventh-grade martial artist is not fake?"
Tie Zhan sat on the ground and frowned at the young man in front of him. He had no intention of quarreling with Lan Aoxue, because he knew that Li Longqian used a wooden sword just now. If it were replaced by a real iron sword, with the strength just now, the iron sword would
I'm afraid his shoulder has been pierced long ago. This is what worries Tie Zhan the most. Li Longqian's strength must be higher than his own, otherwise it would be impossible to knock him down with just these two moves.
land.
Although Tie Zhan didn't want to admit it, the young man in front of him was really a genius. He was the least talented seventh-grade martial artist.
"Three sword moves, sword energy rises!"
Just when Tie Zhan was about to give up, Li Longqian took the wooden sword and struck again, and this time the strike did not give Tie Zhan any time to prepare. A trace of determination flashed in the young man's eyes. The old slave said
, don’t be kind to your enemies!
Under the gazes of Lan Aoxue and Tie Zhan, Li Longqian waved the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword waved in a circle in the air, and then resolutely swung it towards Tie Zhan who was lying on the ground. A streak visible to the naked eye
The cold wind blew out along with the wooden sword.
The sword is one and a half feet long, and the sword energy is two feet!
The two-foot-long sword energy flew towards Tie Zhan's position very quickly. Tie Zhan quickly took two steps back, only to see that the two-foot-long sword energy actually made a foot-long crack on the ground.
Tie Zhan looked at the cracks on the ground and was glad that he had escaped the sword energy. Otherwise, if the sword energy had struck him, he would have been disabled even if he did not die. At this moment, Lan Aoxue and Tie Zhan
Only then did he realize that the strength of the young man in front of him was not only that of the seventh grade, but perhaps even higher.
After Li Longqian swung his sword, he had no intention of attacking again. Tie Zhan also retreated when he saw the difficulty. After standing up, he was ready to run away from behind. Although the transaction was a big deal, it was inevitable that it cost his life.
Somewhat disadvantaged, Tie Zhan ran down the country road without saying hello at an alarming speed.
"You are so powerful!" After Lan Aoxue saw Tie Zhan running away, she quickly walked to Li Longqian and asked with a smile. At this time, Lan Aoxue was still very satisfied with her flower protector.
Li Longqian didn't reply. He took Lan Aoxue's little hand again and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!" Lan Aoxue reacted, and then hurriedly followed Li Longqian and ran forward, but who would have thought that he had just stepped forward?
At one step, Li Longqian suddenly stopped and covered his left shoulder with his right hand.
Lan Aoxue was taken aback and asked quickly: "What's wrong?"
Li Longqian didn't reply, but Lan Aoxue saw the black blood flowing out of Li Longqian's fingers. Lan Aoxue was shocked, and then reached out and gently moved away Li Longqian's right hand, and touched Li Longqian's hand.
There was a dart stuck in his shoulder.
At this time, two masked men appeared behind them. These two men were the two men who wanted to kidnap Lan Aoxue at the inn.
"How can you be so despicable?" Lan Aoxue slowly turned around and shouted angrily at the two men in the distance.
"This kid is not simple. We are not as brainless as Tie Zhan." One of the men took a step forward and whispered back, then rushed towards Li Longqian's position with a dagger.
"Crack!"
At this moment, one hand grabbed Lan Aoxue tightly, and then pulled hard, pulling Lan Aoxue directly to the side. His expression was still that of a gangster and he lectured Lan Aoxue: "How many times do you say it?"
Only then can you remember that women are not allowed to interfere in men’s affairs!”
As soon as Li Longqian heard this, the dagger in the masked man's hand had already pierced Li Longqian's chest. Li Longqian originally wanted to turn sideways to avoid it, but it was too late.
The sword enters the chest.
Li Longqian half-knelt on the ground with a thump, and then used the peach wood sword in his hand to prop himself up.
"Are you okay?"
Lan Aoxue looked at Li Longqian and shouted.
"Things that won't lead to death are no big deal."
Li Longqian imitated the old slave and replied with a sentence that the old slave liked to say after being beaten.
"Boy, if you step back now, we can let you go." The masked man looked at Li Longqian who was half-kneeling on the sword and said in a low voice.
"Pooh."
Li Longqian turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly stood up with the support of the wooden sword. He had been hit by Tie Zhan twice when he started fighting with Tie Zhan, and then he was hit by a poison dart. At this time, he was still stuck in his chest.
Holding a bloody dagger, everyone thought that this kid had no ability to fight back, but who would have thought that he could still stand up!