"I'm afraid that King Qin's strength can at least be ranked among the top three in our Luo Zi sect." Luo Sheng sighed leisurely, and then slowly raised his middle index finger, and there seemed to be something in his eyes.
There is a touch of sigh and a touch of helplessness.
The invisible airflow that had been lingering five feet around Luo Sheng and General Yelu seemed to have broken a hole. A small cluster of rainwater floated towards Luo Sheng and slowly fell on his fingertips. In an instant, Luo Sheng
The original expression of sigh and helplessness on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a seriousness and coldness.
Luo Shengyun pointed and wrote, using heaven and earth as paper and rainwater as pen and ink. An extremely strange energy between heaven and earth quietly condensed...
He doesn't like killing people very much. In addition to not liking people who have no power to kill, he especially doesn't like killing people by bullying more people. What's more, there is something about Qin Feng that he admires very much, and even likes it very much.
He admired him, so he didn't want to kill anyone.
However, after all, he is no longer a scholar, but a killer in the Luo Zi sect. And when he kills people as a killer, he will naturally not show any mercy.
However, just when Luo Sheng drew a few strokes in the rain and the spell was about to be completed, the stalemate battle not far away suddenly took a new turn!
"Not good!" General Yelu's face suddenly turned pale and he yelled "not good."
At the same time, there was only a bang, and Luo Ying's body fell down like a meteor again. A large amount of blood mist and rain drifted away, and a body stump fell into the muddy rain.
Luo Ying struggled to maintain the balance of his body and barely managed to land on the ground without falling. The blood flowing out of his body instantly dyed the rain at his feet blood red.
At this time, Luo Ying already had several wounds on his body, and the most serious wound was... No, the most serious wound can no longer be said to be a wound, because Qin Feng's previous sword hit him directly.
The left shoulder of Luo Ying, from the clavicle of Luo Ying's left shoulder to the sternum of his left chest, and even a large area of several ribs, was cut off directly by a single blow!
This can no longer be said to be a wound, perhaps it should be called a gap, because Luo Ying's body is already missing a part at this time, and the stump that flew out before is actually his extremely complete left arm!
However, even if he suffered such a serious injury, it was only because he was fast enough and evaded in time enough. From this, we can imagine how critical the situation was at that time! Luo Ying believed that if he hid any slower,
For a moment, Qin Feng's slashing sword definitely hit not his left shoulder, but his head! He would definitely be cut in half by that sword and his body would be laid on the spot!
It was this sword that finally made Luo Ying understand that the young man who said before that it would not be difficult to defeat him was indeed not a lie...
Silence. At this time, whether it was the crowd watching the battle, the young people and Chen Ruhai in the cave on the mountain wall, or even General Yelu, they all fell into a deathly silence.
"Luo Ying is so fast, but he still suffered such serious injuries. How fast does that sword have to be, and how precise is the timing of the sword falling to achieve this?" People's hearts were filled with shock and excitement.
shock.
In the cave on the mountain wall, Chen Ruhai was also shocked and speechless. After a long time, he murmured: "When did Qin Feng master such profound and ethereal body movements and martial arts? Could it be that he knew it before, but just didn't bother to show it at will? Then
What else can he do? How many tricks does he still have hidden?"
Chen Ruhai suddenly felt that the longer he got to know the boy who seemed to be only sixteen years old, the more he could not see the boy clearly, and the more terrifying he became.
Qinglao was not surprised at all, he chuckled and said: "This guy once shuttled freely among the army of death puppets on an extremely narrow stone bridge without being harmed at all. He used this kind of movement to avoid the attack of the man in black."
What’s the difficulty with a dagger? This guy once fought with a king-level puppet, and could even stab the king-level puppet’s eyes with extreme precision, so what’s the difficulty in hitting a true martial artist?”
"Army of puppets? King-level puppets?" Chen Ruhai was startled when he heard the words. He seemed to not understand what Qing Lao meant. He just vaguely felt that both of these things should be extremely terrifying existences...at least far more powerful than a true martial artist.
Warriors are scary.
Neither Qing Lao nor Shui Qianyue gave an explanation, but looked at the young man's figure in the distance in silence, with a look of expectation on his face, because both Qing Lao and Shui Qianyue knew Qin Feng's true ability.
It has not been used yet, and the real trump card has not been used yet...
"That look, is it expectation and hope, or trust?" At some point, Luo Hongxiu, dressed in red, cast his gaze on the cave in the distance.
No, to be more precise, her eyes fell on Shui Qianyue. Although Shui Qianyue was still wearing boyish men's clothes at this moment, her long hair that had fallen on her shoulders and
From her beautiful brows, it was easy to see that she was actually a woman.
Shui Qianyue seemed to feel Luo Hongxiu's gaze, and inadvertently tilted her head slightly and turned her gaze to Luo Hongxiu.
The four eyes faced each other, one was as calm as water, and his breath was as calm as a warm spring breeze. The other was a little angry, and his heart was as cold as ice.
"Why! Why is it that her situation should be very dangerous at this moment, but she is so calm? Why is it that she only has the realm of yin and yang, but she is still so calm when I look at each other! Why is she so calm?"
Luo Hongxiu couldn't understand it until she thought of Shui Qianyue's eyes full of trust when she looked at Qin Feng, and finally understood something...
Because the sixteen-year-old boy has not yet fallen, so even though the storm in Luoji Valley is getting stronger and stronger, and even though the opponents that the boy will face will become stronger and stronger, the boy has never fallen.
And as long as the boy has not fallen, then the girl standing in the inconspicuous cave behind the boy naturally does not need to have any fear, and is naturally qualified to remain silent and calm. Because the girl trusts the boy extremely, and believes in the boy in the storm,
He can always solve all problems and will never abandon her...
"Are young men and girls lovers? Are things like love and men really reliable?" Luo Hongxiu thought in a daze, but suddenly she thought of the heartless words and a flash of words that sounded on a rainy night many years ago.
The knife passed by.
So Luo Hongxiu's hand holding the cold bone sword suddenly became tighter, and in an instant, all the confusion in her heart turned into the most terrifying jealousy and hatred!
The bone sword was very cold, but at this moment, she was even colder in the rainy night.
However, not many people noticed Luo Hongxiu's actions, and no one could understand what she was thinking at this moment, because almost everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in the rainy night. Even Shui Qianyue was just
He glanced at Luo Hongxiu briefly and continued to cast his gaze on the young man.
"You are indeed very fast. You are also the fastest person among the opponents I have encountered in this life. It's a pity that there is no change in your body skills, and the routes you take are all straight lines." Qin Feng said lightly.
, the first time I used the word opponent to Luo Ying, it seemed to be some kind of respect for Luo Ying.
Luo Ying's face had a trace of pain that was difficult to hide. This pain was not only the pain of having his left shoulder cut off, but also the pain of losing to the opponent in the aspect of his most proud body skills, not to mention that the opponent obviously only had the Xuanling realm.
His cultivation level! Even in terms of speed, he is far inferior to himself!
Immediately, Luo Ying shook his head and smiled bitterly. He couldn't help but think of the scene when he first practiced the phantom footwork many years ago... The phantom footwork is a heaven-level body martial arts skill. It is almost impossible to master it by non-Nirvana realm warriors. Unless this is done
Only when a set of footwork is broken down into two parts can it be mastered by warriors below the Nirvana realm.
And those two parts are called phantom and shadow respectively. The so-called enchantment step is a ghost-like, erratic step. Each step has nine or eight different changes, but this kind of step is different in every step.
When fighting against others, he is better at saving lives and avoiding. But Luo Ying ultimately chose Shadow Step...
Shadow step represents absolute speed and killing power. The straight line between two points is the shortest, so whether it is the route Luo Ying takes when killing someone or the method he uses to kill, he is always the fastest and the most direct way to kill.
method.
It was also destined that his life and death would eventually end in that short straight line, in the blink of an eye as that straight line passed by.
Perhaps, if he had chosen Charm Step instead of Shadow Step, he might not be so seriously injured now, nor would his left shoulder be chopped off, and his life and death would not be in danger... However, regarding this, he did not
No regrets.
Because many years ago, when he was just a young man shaving in a rundown town, every time he shaved a bad-tempered warrior, the warrior would beat him up if he was even slightly dissatisfied.
, and he can only hide in the corner like a coward and let others bully him...
Finally, when he shaved the warrior for the last time, he stabbed the warrior's throat with the shaving knife before the warrior became angry.
The sprayed blood stained the young man's clothes and his delicate eyebrows red. It was from that moment that he decided that he never wanted to escape in this life, and he only wanted to kill!
Suddenly, the majestic night rain suddenly stopped. No, to be more precise, the night rain in the small area where Qin Feng and Luo Ying were located suddenly solidified in the mid-air, with a terrifying sense of chilling.
Concentrated in the still night sky!
At some point, the scholar in a green shirt not far away had completed his writing, and a large ancient-style text was frozen in the night sky.
It seems to be a "well" character, but it is more like the trajectory left by a sword when it cuts horizontally and vertically!