Chapter 412 The life of the canyon battle trail hangs by a thread
Hearing the shouts, the three people's faces turned a little blue, and they secretly gathered their strength and were about to rush out.
Who knew that the other party's words did not seem to be directed at us. At the same time as he shouted these words, the entire team had already formed a battle formation facing outside the canyon entrance.
When Chen Xuan saw this, he quickly stopped us and whispered, "Don't move, it's not us they found!"
Feng Li and I looked at each other. Although we were still puzzled, we continued to hibernate patiently.
Sure enough, a few seconds passed, and another set of footsteps appeared outside the canyon, followed by an uncontrollable and furious shout, "Twelve heroes of Yanshan, Maoshan and you have no intersection, why did you create a trap?"
us!"
After hearing this, the three of us were startled at the same time.
This man's tone of voice was too familiar. Wasn't it Li Fengxing who sent us to Tibet last night and then returned to investigate?
I hurriedly poked my head out and looked across the wall of people. Sure enough, I saw Li Fengxing, who was covered in blood and looked very haggard.
Compared to his stern, unruly and arrogant appearance last night, Li Fengxing now looked extremely downcast. Not only was his shirt torn, but his legs were also injured, and his walking posture was quite awkward.
"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be you!"
Liang Jinlong obviously knew Li Fengxing. After seeing him clearly, he felt relieved and sneered a series of times, saying, "Boy, I let you off the hook before, but I didn't expect that you are so ignorant that you are here to die again."
I heard the conversation between the two of them and was very surprised.
After Li Fengxing broke up with us, he had already met the Twelve Heroes of Yanshan. He looks so miserable now. Could it be that he was caused by the Twelve Heroes of Yanshan?
Before I could think about the matter clearly, Li Fengxing had already coldly raised his long sword and shouted at Liang Jinlong, "Stop talking nonsense. You bully others with more people. What kind of skills do you have? Hand over my little junior sister now!"
come out!"
"Oh, you are such a hero saving a beautiful girl. You are already in such a miserable state and you still want to ask us for help. I really admire you."
Liang Jinlong chuckled, grinned his lips, and said sarcastically, "What a pity, that little girl's film is not here with me, but I asked the envoy to ask for it. You want to save people, but you came to the wrong place!"
"You bastards, you kidnapped me. If I don't look for you, who will I look for?" Li Fengxing's face was full of sinisterness, and his roar was filled with a sense of ferocity.
But when these words came to us, the three of us were filled with surprise, and we all opened our mouths, not knowing why.
That little Taoist nun actually fell into the hands of someone else again?
What is this special situation? We broke up less than a day ago, why did it end up like this!
Before we could figure things out, Liang Jinlong outside had already sneered and cast a teasing look at Li Fengxing, "As for me, I didn't really want to offend you Maoshan, but that's how the order was given, brother."
, before the envoy has arrived to join us, you'd better get out of here and save yourself the time.
"shut up!"
Li Fengxing's face was full of anger and he shouted, "You disguised yourself as Maoshan disciples, what exactly did you do to sneak into the Potala Palace? Tell me quickly, otherwise don't blame Taoist Master for being unkind."
"act recklessly!"
Liang Jinlong's patience had almost been exhausted. Hearing this, he sneered and said that you are so ignorant of current affairs. Even if I want to let you go, it seems that it won't work. Yes, those things are indeed
We did it. As for why the brothers did it, I can't tell you. If you are so curious, why not go to the Palace of Hell and ask for yourself!
As he spoke, Liang Jinlong moved his wrist, and he held a gold-plated horse-killing sword tightly in his hand. This sword was about four feet long, with a broad back and a round arc. It was powerful and heavy, weighing fifty or sixty kilograms.
The weight is as light as nothing when it falls on this person's hand, which shows how amazing this guy's wrist strength is.
When Li Fengxing saw this, he immediately said ferociously, "Okay, wait until I capture you before I inquire about the whereabouts of my junior sister!"
After saying that, he charged forward with his sword, his body was like a wild goose, and after a few ups and downs, he jumped in front of Liang Jinlong. With a flick of the sword, he drew an arc-shaped circle and fought fiercely with Liang Jinlong.
As expected of a disciple of a famous sect, Li Fengxing's sword power was as vicious as a spiritual snake swallowing, making it look extremely fierce.
However, on the other hand, his opponent Liang Jinlong played steadily and calmly, and seemed not to take this kid seriously.
He holds a horse-killing sword in his hand, which is powerful and heavy. Although his movements are far less flexible than Li Fengxing's, the sword's power is natural, bringing the essence of wide opening and closing to the extreme.
The two fought for several moves, and Li Fengxing's sword force suddenly changed, becoming more and more fierce and cunning, but they were still unable to break through the opponent's sword force, and were repeatedly restricted.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xuanyi beside me not only secretly thought it was a pity, but shook his head and said, "Li Fengxing is indeed Liu Zhen's direct disciple. This sword skill can be considered good in the world, but this guy has too many things in his heart."
If you are concerned and eager for success, you will be too anxious to fight. If you continue like this, not only will you not be able to break the opponent's defense, but you will exhaust all your physical strength."
Feng Li also nodded and said yes, it seems that this guy will be defeated in a dozen more moves. Once he is defeated, Liang Jinlong will definitely not be able to get around him. What should we do?
Chen Xuanyi tightened his lips and said to himself, "The enemy is powerful, so I didn't originally plan to rush out and fight head-on. However, we have finally developed a lot of friendship with Mao Shan. We can't let this guy suffer.
Get ready to get started!"
"become!"
Feng Li and I nodded at the same time, both of us narrowed our eyes and stared straight ahead.
The battle situation was exactly as Feng Li expected. At first, Li Fengxing was able to gain the upper hand by relying on his skill with the sword. However, as time passed, his physical strength was severely depleted. In addition, he was already suffering from injuries. He was so excited.
A lot of blood was shed, causing his face to become increasingly pale.
On the other hand, Liang Jinlong was waiting for work and took advantage of it. He was like a tortoise shell, holding on to his position until Li Fengxing's strength was exhausted and his sword movements were already very inconvenient.
The horse-killing sword swept away.
This sword was extremely domineering, like a river cutting off a river. The rotating blade flashed a dazzling silver light, and it struck the spine of the sword in vain. With an explosion of "click", the sword blade was immediately pushed into an arc, and
Li Fengxing's arms also paused, his face turned pale, he let out a scream, and then he fell down and fell out.
"Haha, Maoshan's swordsmanship is nothing more than that, look at the sword!"
The opponent's offensive was shattered with one strike of the knife. Liang Jinlong's momentum surged. He twirled the blade and struck Li Fengxing in the middle. Looking at this posture, he had no intention of leaving anyone alive.
"Do it!"
At this juncture, Chen Xuanyi couldn't think about anything else. He immediately suppressed his throat and burst out with a tiger roar. He shot out a talisman with his left hand and picked it up with his sword. The talisman suddenly glowed and immediately turned into a blue ghost fire.
Quasi-Liang Jinlong shot out from behind. (To be continued)