"Crouching tiger!" Su Baiyi exclaimed in shock. The person in front of him was the deputy seat of Shanglin Tiangong Qingmingyuan who almost took him away on the Golden Wind that day. This person... Su Baiyi secretly rejoiced in his heart, this is not good.
Deal with it.
Hearing Su Baiyi call this person's name, Zhao Xiaqiu's expression also changed slightly: "Deputy Seat of Qingmingyuan, Crouching Tiger?"
Crouching Tiger looked at Zhao Xiaqiu and curled his lips: "Are you the sword demon Zhao Xiaqiu? I heard that you rank third among the nine evils in Castlevania?"
Zhao Xiaqiu sighed and pulled out the two remaining swords on his back: "It's just the third one, it's ridiculous."
Crouching Tiger smiled: "That's good. But fortunately you are here, otherwise my trip would be too boring just with the two guys around you."
"What a strong tone!" Nangong Xi'er made a gesture and was about to draw her sword. She was seriously injured when fighting Crouching Tiger that day, and she was unwilling to lose. If we meet again today, she will definitely avenge her shame. So Su Baiyi was so anxious that he hit her hard again.
After pulling on Nangong Xi'er's sleeve, she realized that fighting is the second priority now, and running away is the first priority!
Crouching Tiger yawned loudly, then picked up the long package beside him and pulled out the golden-backed machete inside: "Whether your tone is loud or not, you have to stretch your muscles first."
Zhao Xiaqiu looked at the knife and smiled: "It's a good knife."
"Do you know what goes best with a knife?" Crouching Tiger asked.
Zhao Xiaqiu shook his head: "Please enlighten me."
"Of course it's a big head!" Crouching Tiger swung the machete and struck at Zhao Xiaqiu. Zhao Xiaqiu swung his swords and withstood the blow. The board under his feet was shattered in an instant. He frowned slightly: "
Mr. Su, Miss Nangong, this person is of extraordinary strength, I am afraid that we will hurt you if we fight, so please stay away."
Su Baiyi hurriedly pulled Nangong Xi'er aside and whispered: "Senior sister, who do you think can win between the two of them?"
"This Crouching Tiger's sword skills are extraordinary. Even if we worked together that day, we couldn't defeat him. He deserves the name of deputy seat of Qingmingyuan. And although this Taoist priest defeated Bai Ji Le that day, his sword skills..." Nangong
Xi'er shook her head.
While the two of them were talking, Zhao Xiaqiu had already exchanged several blows with Crouching Tiger. Crouching Tiger's sword skills were fierce and domineering. He almost demolished most of the inn in just a few leaps with his sword. Zhao Xiaqiu's sword skills were all the same.
The first stance is extremely simple and clumsy, as if it were a person who had just started learning swordsmanship.
"Wudang Mountain Liangyi Sword Technique?" Crouching Tiger said angrily, "Does Chief Zhao look down on me?"
Zhao Xiaqiu opened the Crouching Tiger with a sword and shook his head: "It's funny, I only know this swordsmanship."
Crouching Tiger frowned slightly: "It seems that the legend is true. When you killed your master and brothers, it was really because you went crazy while practicing swordsmanship..."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiaqiu's face showed an angry look for the first time, and he said solemnly: "I didn't kill them."
"If you hadn't gone crazy, why would you, the majestic heir to the Seven Great Swordsmen of Wudang, only know these two sword techniques?" Crouching Tiger's sword fell, and he changed three postures in the process, but was still easily blocked by Zhao Xiaqiu.
Zhao Xiaqiu gritted his teeth and said, "I told you, I didn't kill them!"
"If you didn't kill them, why would Wudang chase you down the mountain? And why would you join Castlevania?" Crouching Tiger asked.
"Shut up!" Zhao Xiaqiu suddenly threw the two broken swords in his hands into the air, then opened his hands suddenly, and the two broken swords were suspended in mid-air, with red light shining around the swords.
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Crouching Tiger whispered.
Su Baiyi also looked up at the two broken swords and murmured: "Just looking at this posture, it must be a very powerful swordsmanship."
Zhao Xiaqiu jumped up, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, then spun it in the air and slashed it down.
"Liangyi Sword Technique·Open Heaven."
"Liangyi Swordsmanship·Youfeng."
"Liang Yi Sword Technique·Three Lives."
Zhao Xiaqiu recited the names of the sword moves indifferently, and pushed down Crouching Tiger's surging sword energy inch by inch. At the end of the last move, he lifted Crouching Tiger's sword into the air.
Crouching Tiger was shocked, how could this still be the Liangyi Sword Technique?
How could there be such a powerful Liangyi swordsmanship in the world?
"Some people lose their cool when they are angered." Behind Crouching Tiger, another man in black suddenly spoke.
Zhao Xiaqiu swung his sword again and slashed at Crouching Tiger's neck.
"Some people become more terrifying when they are provoked." The man in black took a step forward, grabbed Crouching Tiger's collar, pulled him back, and stopped him in front of Zhao Xiaqiu.
When the sword fell, the bamboo hat on the man in black's head was chopped to pieces, but under the bamboo hat, there was still no true face.
But a white mask.
"Qianjiyuan?" Zhao Xiaqiu murmured.
The masked man raised his head slightly and suddenly raised his right hand, holding a dark green umbrella in his right hand.
"Deputy seat of Qianjiyuan, Wen Xi?" Su Baiyi recognized the umbrella.
The face under the mask smiled softly, and the long dark green umbrella suddenly opened, forcing Zhao Xiaqiu to take a step back. Then Su Baiyi saw the tip of the umbrella and turned it slightly, although he didn't know what to do.
Something would appear when he came down, but Su Baiyi realized the danger and hurriedly shouted: "Taoist Zhao, be careful of the tip of the umbrella! Get out of the way!"
Before he finished speaking, dozens of long needles shot out from the tip of the umbrella. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to dodge. Zhao Xiaqiu suddenly raised his swords and opened up a red sword energy, blocking him in front of him.
Wen Xi closed the umbrella and swung it back gently, knocking the big knife on the ground back into Crouching Tiger's hand. He said in a deep voice: "Xuan Jun's Seven Chapter Sword Technique?"
Crouching Tiger was shocked: "Wudang Mountain's supreme swordsmanship that has been lost for hundreds of years?"
Zhao Xiaqiu lowered his swords, frowning, and bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Wen Xi looked at the red spot that slowly appeared on Zhao Xiaqiu's shoulder, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I think I haven't mastered the complete sword technique, otherwise the hidden weapon on the Nine Heavens Umbrella alone wouldn't be able to hurt him."
Su Baiyi looked at Zhao Xiaqiu's expression and was slightly worried: "Taoist Master, how are you doing?"
"Take Miss Nangong to Castlevania first. Here is the map." Zhao Xiaqiu threw the roll of map in his arms into Su Baiyi's hands, "I can't accompany you on this trip, I'm sorry. I hope we can meet again in Castlevania."
Su Baiyi was stunned: "Taoist Master..."
Zhao Xiaqiu gritted his teeth, paused with his feet, and three silver needles shot out from his shoulders, and then black blood flowed from the wound. Su Baiyi immediately reacted, and the silver needles on the Nine Heavens Umbrella were tempered.
Poisoned!
Wen Xi took out a medicine bottle from her arms and put it on the ground: "This is the antidote. As long as Director Zhao allows us to take away the two people behind you, this antidote can be given to you. Shanglin Tiangong has no intention of fighting Castlevania
Be an enemy."
Chapter completed!