Leng Buyu repeated the words of the two old men and couldn't help but wonder, those masked assailants were not Yan Yunqi's people, but people from the inner palace? But according to what the rickety old man said, these masked assailants
The goods were delivered by a messenger, and he was not called an idler, so he couldn't help but be curious.
The rickety old man looked cold and silent, and couldn't help but feel regretful, and then his eyes gradually began to shine with a fierce light, saying: "Since the little baby has offended the poor man in the inner palace, today, it is better to fall into the hands of an old man like us.
, and you can suffer less physical pain."
After all, the words of the rickety old man were not clear, but Leng Buyu could not be used as meat on the chopping block. He clenched the swords in his hands again, waiting for the opportunity to move. Seeing Leng Buyu's appearance, the rickety old man sighed again, and then carried the crutches in his hands.
The overwhelming force came through the wind.
The force was fierce, the sword was against the stick, and the resistance was hard. Not to mention the damage to the sword, the strength displayed was also very different, which was extremely unwise. Leng Buyu avoided the crutch of the rickety old man on one side, and then held it with his left hand.
The broken black sword was attached to the crutches and slid towards the rickety old man.
The old man is old, but his skills are not inferior to those of his youth. The sword blade is about to reach the door, and he ducks down to avoid it. The cold black sword breaks the sword and misses, but the rickety old man uses the crutches as a support point to climb over like a monkey.
He kicked his foot over. Leng Buyu noticed something strange behind him, turned around, and swung the white sword Yingzhu held in his right hand towards the rickety old man with the sound of the whistling wind.
But after all, after a beat, the rickety old man's foot hit Leng Buyu's right shoulder first, causing a pain like a bone fracture. Leng Buyu's teeth couldn't help but rattle, and the strength of his hand did not decrease. The sword swung by, but the rickety old man dodged.
Unable to catch up, a small gash was opened by Bai Jian Yingzhu.
At the crack, the loose flesh immediately stretched downwards.
Taking advantage of the power of the rickety old man's kick, Leng Buyu jumped forward a few steps and distanced himself from the rickety old man. Before he could kick his feet to catch his breath, the old woman who was watching on one side took action.
There was the sound of a hidden weapon "whisking" again. Leng Buyu's eyelids moved slightly, and he saw a row of hairpins flying over. A few people moved to dodge, and the hairpins hit the trees beside the road and the walls of other people's houses. The hairpins were buried.
Only some decorations are left on the tree trunks and walls, and one can imagine its power.
Without waiting for breath, there was another "whistle" sound, and the old woman's flower hairpin shot out again. This hand was like Guanyin's Thousand Hands, shooting out at the same time. If the hairpins were dotted densely, think about it, even Yaozi, if he had to do the old woman's hand,
It's not easy either.
Leng Buyu's eyes were as cold as before, and his fingers moved slightly, loosening and then clenching. Now he bent down again, with his right leg forward, his right arm lying horizontally, and the white sword Yingzhu held in his right hand with its blade facing backward. On the left
The legs are moved back and slightly bent, and the black sword Pojun sword held in the left hand is facing upwards and parallel to the back.
Seeing Leng Buyu's posture, the old man who was called the beauty Chi Mu Jun Mo Xiao did not feel threatened at all. Instead, his old eyes shot out with golden light and his face was full of joy. The old woman even had tears in her eyes and was extremely excited.
Stay silent and don't get curious
Why are these two old people like this? The moment the hairpins approached, their bodies whirled like a tornado, and they heard the sound of metal clanging together. The undetermined number of hairpins were knocked down by Leng Buyu. He stood upright.
Then, the sword in the right hand is held upright and lowered toward the ground, and the sword in the left hand is held backwards, with the blade facing upwards.
The aura around him is gradually gathering, there is wind, there is air, and there is even the Qi of the old woman mixed with the flower hairpin. It is like all the invisible aura and energy of all things in the world are gathering around Chao Leng Buyu, in a steady stream, even greedy.
"Xiao Ting, did you see it? This is General Han's sword move. This is Tianshu."
Hearing the old woman's excited words, the rickety old man also had tears in his eyes and nodded vigorously. The two old men now looked at each other and their words were true and false. Leng Buyu would not pay attention to them anymore. The only thing to do was to let them face the difficulties.
retreat.
"Ah Hua, if I hurt this little baby, what should I do?"
After hearing this, the old woman's expression changed, and she became a little sad. She sighed slightly, and then said: "After all, he is the one who has inherited the mantle of General Han. It would be better not to let the baby's injuries be irreversible."
The rickety old man nodded, and then the crutch fell down with great force.
Once, twice, the attack of this rickety old man was extremely simple and straightforward, but every attack made Leng Buyu have to use all his mental strength to control and coordinate his body to make evasive movements. The old man is an old man after all, even if the power of each crutch is
Extraordinary, but if the move has been going on for a long time, there will inevitably be gaps.
The rickety old man dropped the crutch and had no time to make a correction. Leng Buyu couldn't help but reveal joy in his eyes. Then he stepped forward and pushed forward, and his body shot out like a sharp arrow. The rickety old man couldn't help but squint his eyes, and without turning around, he turned the crutch in his hand and put it behind his back.
Behind his back, Leng Buyu's sword struck the ordinary crutch.
There was only a "crack" sound, and the black sword broke through the cane, sparks flying everywhere.
Leng Buyu moved his toes slightly, spun around, and then said more than a dozen "噌噌噌噌"". The two swords in Leng Buyu's hands kept slashing and falling, and the rickety old man's parry gradually lost his previous calmness.
At this time, he heard the sound of "whistle" again, Leng Buyu's ears twitched slightly, and he knew that it was the old woman who shot out the flower hairpin again. After turning around again to chop, she shot out the white sword Yingzhu in her right hand. At the same time, the sword was released, and she shot out
He pulled out a short sword from his chest and held it in his hand.
If you continue to chop, the speed of one sword will be faster than the other, and the force of one sword will be stronger than the other. But once the movement changes, the previous momentum will definitely disappear. The rickety old man also took this opportunity to hold the position of the crutches with both hands.
With a sudden change, he held the end of the crutch. Then, with a sweeping force, he threw it towards Leng Buyu.
Leng Buyu frowned slightly, and after swiping his sword again, he gathered all the speed and strength accumulated from the previous dozen rotations into the dagger in his hand and stabbed it out.
With a "ding" sound, the dagger stabbed the handle of the rickety old man's crutch.
Although the rickety old man was angry at this move,
The momentum is extraordinary, but it is ultimately a suppressed Jedi counterattack. In terms of speed and strength, it is ultimately better than the sword that has accumulated more than a dozen rotations and gained from inertia.
The dagger stabbed out, and Leng Buyu's right hand instantly let go, holding the black sword Pojun that was originally held in one hand with his left hand. When the rickety old man saw Leng Buyu's actions, his eyes could not help but show panic. But Leng Buyu couldn't help but
Yu Ze had an evil smile on his face, held the sword in both hands, and slashed diagonally from the lower left to the upper right.
The rickety old man was unable to stop him and was immediately knocked away by Leng Buyu's sword.
Leng Buyu switched the Black Sword Pojun to his right hand, and with a move of his left hand, the piercing dagger flew back in the air like a falcon under command and was held in his hand.
And the white sword Yingzhu that had previously been shot at the old woman, after twisting off the row of flying hairpins, stabbed straight towards the old woman. Until now, the white sword Yingzhu was still fighting with the old woman. Leng Buyu had already
I was mentally prepared, but I never expected that the old woman was much older than the rickety old man, but her skills were even better.
The old woman was leaping forward, and the crutch in her hand was very powerful. No matter how tricky the angle of the white sword Yingzhu was thrust out, it was just in vain.
Leng Buyu chuckled, and then threw the dagger in his hand casually, and the dagger floated in the air. Then, he pulled out the other two daggers from his chest, and threw them away, along with the previous dagger.
, floating in the air.
Then, he straightened his left hand to one side, and the white sword Yingzhu, who had been fighting happily with the old woman, suddenly turned around and flew back towards Leng Buyu. Leng Buyu shook his hand and held the white sword Yingzhu tightly in his hand. At this moment, there were two swords on the left and right.
The long sword and the three daggers rotating around the body have extraordinary momentum.
Whether it was the old woman or the slightly injured rickety old man, when they saw Leng Buyu's appearance, there was no fear on their faces. On the contrary, the look of joy was even greater. The old woman even shed tears. I wonder if she was overjoyed or feeling sad.
Reasons for inhibition.
When Leng Buyu saw the appearance of these two old people, he couldn't help but frown and felt a little dazed.
Knowing Leng Buyu's doubts, the rickety old man walked towards the old woman with a cane, looked at the other person up and down, and made sure that the other party was not injured, so he felt a little relieved. Being stared at by the rickety old man, this old woman's old face was so old
Somewhat blushing, he stretched out his hand and gave the rickety old man a gentle slap. But the rickety old man was grinning and laughing.
Then, the rickety old man looked at Leng Buyu with satisfaction, smiled, nodded, and then said: "Little baby, you have inherited General Han's sword well."
The old woman also laughed. The old woman was old and had few teeth in her mouth, but when she smiled, she was still like a young lady in her boudoir, covering her face lightly with her hands. The old woman's laughter stopped, and then she sighed and sighed.
: "The little boy Zhong Nanyan in the west has a little boy Zhong Xihou. He let the world know that there is a descendant of Wuyun Sword. Little boy, shouldn't you also let people know that General Han's sword has not been buried?"