Chapter 16 The fiasco of the sunset Wuying

When the Rising Sun Square was full of people, Wu Pengwei was carrying a broom to clean up the fallen leaves.

Due to the theft of the Tibetan Sutra Building, most of the handymen are no longer responsible for the cleaning of the Jinglou, but only let the disciples be responsible. As for the extra handyrs, they are free to be responsible for the cleaning of the Rising Sun Square.

Wu Pengwei doesn't complain much about this.

He has read most of the books in the Sutra Building, and most of the essences have been engraved in his mind. Although most of the books in the Sutra Building are ordinary skills such as human characters and moon characters, compared with Wu's collection, which has very little stock in danger, both the power and quantity of the former is twice that of the latter.

Absorbing the essence of the collection of books in the sunset pavilion, Wu Pengwei's realm has also been improved again. The power of water qi and blood has reached the ninth level of the amazing warrior, only one layer away from the peak. And the power of the gold system has also entered the level of middle-level warriors.

As a result, Wu Pengwei's self-created "Nu Tao Zhan" has also been further improved and strengthened, and its power is better than in the past.

So he is also happy to clean the rising sun square every day. It looks like cleaning during the day. In fact, he is focused on constantly modifying martial arts skills, which is also a lot of fun. Occasionally, when cleaning, a person smiles heartily, but he feels a little nervous in the eyes of others.

The square was suddenly full of people. Wu Pengwei retreated and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name behind him. He turned his head and saw that it was not someone else, but Wang Heng, who had not seen him for many days.

Since Wang Heng defeated Qiu Shan, his treatment in the sect has improved and won the recognition of everyone. Later, the theft of the Tibetan Sutra Building happened. His master Aoki exposed his real kung fu. Although he punished the suzerain, in the final analysis, he regained his protector, so Wang Heng's status also followed. The water rises and the boat rises.

However, although his status is much higher, he treats Wu Pengwei as friendly as ever.

"Brother, where are you going?" Wang Heng came over and asked.

Wu Pengwei held a broom and said, "Clean it in another place. There are all people here who can't clean it up. Wait for someone to disperse and clean it later."

"Hey, you are really absent-minded." Wang Heng stamped his foot and grabbed Wu Pengwei's arm: "The sect is about to turn upside down. Now there is a big deal. Why are you still in the mood to clean up?"

Wu Pengwei was stunned: "What's the matter? Is it possible to catch Mo Wu blame?

"Don't blame it." Wang Heng poofed, then put his arms around Wu Pengwei's shoulder, pushed him and said as he walked, "The man of the crazy knife door came to the door. Walk around. What else are you sweeping the floor? Come with me to have a look."

The disciples of the sunset sect formed a big circle, and they were noisy one by one. When Wang Heng squeezed into the crowd with Wu Pengwei, Qiu Shan, one of the "Five Ying of the sunsets", was standing in the middle of the circle, looking solemnly at a young man in front of him.

The young man's face was cold, his eyes were extremely sharp, he had fluttering red hair, his arms were strangely long, almost over his knees, he held a yellow wooden knife in his left hand, and looked down at the ground. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Others can't feel the power of this young man, but Qiu Shan is deeply touched.

Although the young man has been looking at the ground, a sharp air pressure is emanating from his body, approaching Qiu Shan. The pressure is not strong, but extremely sharp, like a murderous knife. Although hidden in the scabbard, it can deter others.

Qiu Shan took a deep breath, hugged his fist and said, "I'm going down to Qiu Mountain, please teach me."

This is the rule between sects, and most disciples will abide by it.

The young man just glanced at Qiu Shan lightly, then lowered his head and said coldly, "You are not my opponent. You don't deserve to know my name."

The children of the sunset sect who were watching were furious and scolded one after another. On the contrary, the disciples of the Crazy Knife Gate did not move one by one. It seemed that this was the most normal thing.

"Crash Palm"

Qiu Shan shouted, and the power of qi and blood gushed out crazily. The blue-gray rays of light kept rushing to his arms and legs, lingering into substance. He slowly stepped up, like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, and the ground roared.

Wu Pengwei saw it and his heart moved. The same was true when the knife lion and the scorpion snake were against the enemy. This is a way to take advantage of the situation. Once the other party's force borrows enough, he can exert 120 percent of its strength, which is a good way to attack.

The best way to break this way is not to let the other party accumulate momentum and interrupt in advance.

However, it seemed that the young man was unmoved and still looked down at the ground with red hair flying in the wind.

Qiu Shan's footsteps are getting heavier and faster. At the last foot, he actually broke the bluestone paved ground. He rose up in the air, and his arms were pressed back, and he hit the red-haired young man on the head.

At the top of Qiu Shan, a huge grinding stone was faintly formed.

This blow has been used to the extreme in terms of momentum and strength, and even has a faint sign of breaking through the fourth layer of the samurai. Qiu Shan is very happy. The skills that have been entangled around him for half a year and have not been able to break through for a long time are bound to change.

At this moment, Qiu Shan has unprecedented self-confidence.

Son of a sudden, a red light flashed by.

Then, Qiu Shan let out a scream, watching his left hand cut off and blood spilled in the air.

"Ah..."

Qiu Shan cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

"This, what's going on?"

The disciples of the sunset sect were shocked one after another. They only saw a red light flashing, and then Qiu Shan's offensive disappeared, and the left wrist was cut off to the other party.

All these changes are so fast that people are caught off guard.

Wu Pengwei, who was mixed in the crowd, tightened his eyes, but he saw the mystery clearly.

The red-haired young man's knife was extremely fierce. When Qiu Shan was about to touch him, he quickly raised the knife and cut it, and the angle was extremely tricky and ingenious, which happened to be the weakest point of Qi and blood in Qiu Shan's offensive.

Qiu Shan's offensive is like a hammer. Although it covers a large area, it is undeniable that there are some blind spots. This blind spot is that it is difficult to evenly distribute the power of qi and blood when he attacks, but this point is not easy to find, because the power of qi and blood always flows endlessly. If you want to find this weak point, it must be very sleepy in an instant. Difficult.

But the red-haired young man easily found this point and then broke it with a knife.

His knife was very fast, almost like lightning, but it was still caught by Wu Pengwei.

Raise the arm, take out the knife, vibrate, and return the sheath.

The four movements are completed in one go, like flowing water. Most importantly, the strength shown by this red-haired young man in an instant actually has the strength of the ninth level of the peak of the high-level samurai, and it seems that he deliberately left behind.

Wu Pengwei took a deep breath and felt that the strength of the red-haired young man in front of him was really unfathomable.

Qiu Shan was quickly carried down. At the end of the scene, blood spilled all over the ground. Looking at Qiu Shan rolling and moaning in pain on the stretcher, the disciples of the sunset sect felt very depressed. In the past, this domineering fellow brother fell into such a bleak situation, and no one was very uncomfortable.

"Yelü Kuangran, what's wrong with your disciples?" The elder of the punishment was furious and asked angrily.

Yelu laughed wildly: "Competing? Naturally, it's hard to avoid injury. What's more, we use wooden knives according to what you said, haha."

"You are so shameless..." The precept elder, who has always been steady, can't help but blame.

"Shameless?" Chu Qianjun, a fat man, smiled, touched his unnecessary chin, and said to Changsun Jue, "Master Changsun, if you can't stand it, why don't you admit defeat? It saves both sides from hurting each other.

The eldest grandson's face was pale, but he clenched his hands in his sleeve and didn't say a word.

At this time, another person came out of the test field. This person was tall and broad, his face was square, and his shoulders were as thick as mountains. He was white.

"I'm Bai Wuji, please give me some advice."

The red-haired young man glanced at Bai Wuji, sneered, and still looked down at the ground silently.

Bai Wuji was extremely angry, but he did not dare to hold it out. He took a deep breath, and his arms danced like waves, unexpectedly bringing out a trace of red light. These light fires undulating like waves, roaring and extravagant, and there was a faint sound of blowing up the air.

And Bai Wuji is just walking around the red-haired youth. The red light is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that he is looking for an opportunity to attack.

The red-haired young man still stood, lowered his head, and looked at the ground under his feet, looking in a daze.

Bai Wuji suddenly roared, and all the red light converged at the same time and gathered on his palms. At this moment, his palms were bright red like cinnabar, and the whole person rushed obliquely from the left, very fast.

He took the left arm of the red-haired young man, which was the side of his knife. He thought very smartly. As long as he attacked this side, the red-haired young man must pause to wave the knife sideways, and this time was enough to print his palms on the other party's chest.

Bai Wuji has always been very confident in his martial arts skills, herringbone mysterious skills - cinnabar palm.

Unfortunately, in many cases, expectations are often wrong.

Bai Wuji miscalculated the strength of the other party.

The red-haired young man didn't even raise his head this time. He just put his hands together and held the handle of the knife. His whole body was like hitting an object. He drew a huge arc from left to right. In this arc, the red light suddenly tore the Bai Wuji's offensive. The wooden knife and sharp knife body cut on the white Wuji's chest and brought it out. A spong of blood.

It was another blow of the knife. Bai Wuji in the "Five Ying at sunset" was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

All the disciples were stunned. This time, they didn't even swear. They just looked at the red-haired young man standing in the square stupidly.

The bleak sun climbed into the middle of the sun, and the golden red light sprinkled on the earth, shining on the red hair of the young man, as sticky as blood.

The red-haired young man is still silent, like a demon god, standing proudly in the middle of the square.