Chapter 531 [One punch to death!] Up
The night was like ink, and the evening wind blew, and the branches in the villa courtyard were rustling. In the kitchen of the villa, Qin Dongxue tied a scarf and acted as a housewife in the kitchen. Xia Yina, who had been opening her mouth and reaching out from her clothes since she was a child, was fighting.
"Sister Dongxue, does the death of the old master of the Xiao family have a great impact on Donglai?" Seeing that it was dark, Xia Yina looked out of the window and saw that Pei Donglai still showed no sign of coming back, so she couldn't help asking.
"It's a little big." Qin Dongxue stopped scrambled eggs, gave a truthful answer, and then added, "But we can carry it over."
"That's good." Xia Yuna breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll call Donglai and ask him when he will arrive."
"Good."
Seeing that Qin Dongxue had no objection, Xia Yina wiped her hands, took out her mobile phone, and dialed Pei Dong's phone directly.
"The food will be ready soon. How long will it take for you to come back?" When the phone was connected, Xia Yina was the first to ask.
"It's almost time. I'll be home in ten minutes."
The Mercedes-Benz S600 has driven into the rich area. Pei Dong came with the phone and took a look at the time. At the same time, he found that it was about seven o'clock and deliberately delayed the time of arriving home for a few minutes.
"Then we'll wait for you to come back for dinner." Xia Yina replied with a smile, hung up the phone, and said to Qin Dongxue with a happy face, "Sister Dongxue, he said he would be back in ten minutes."
"That's just right. After stir-frying this dish, he will come back."
"I'll help you cut tomatoes..."
After a short conversation, the two of them got busy again. The action seems very strange, but the attitude is very serious.
After all, this is the first time they have cooked for Pei Dong.
......
In the car, after Pei Dong came to hang up the phone, he threw his mobile phone in the co-pilot's seat, turned on the TV in the car, and adjusted it to... dong... dong... dong... dong..."
One minute later. The hour hand points to the starting point, and the unique music of the news broadcast program plays.
"Z~"
Pei Donglai stepped on the brakes, and the car tires rubbed against the ground. There was a noise, which seemed particularly harsh on the quiet road.
The car stopped, and the mournful music sounded. The portrait of the old master of the Xiao family appeared on the TV, and a line of words was written under the portrait: Comrade Xiao Wanfu passed away in Yanjing today.
Listening to the sad sad music, looking at the old man's freckled familiar face, Pei Donglai silently opened the door of the car, got out of the car, and stood like a gun.
Huh?
Seeing this scene, whether it was Leng Wuji in the car in front of him or Ye Zhengrong on the balcony of the villa in the distance, he was slightly stunned - after seeing Pei Donglai parking, they all thought that Pei Donglai had found something, and judging from Pei Donglai's performance at this time. That's not the case.
Later, in the gaze of Ye Zhengrong and Leng Wuji, Pei Donglai stood in front of the open car door and bowed deeply to the portrait of the old master of the Xiao family in the TV picture in the car.
"Come out."
After bowing, Pei Donglai did not get into the car again. He shouted without looking back.
"I'm curious, what are you doing?"
At night, Leng Wuji, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked out of the car with a very leisurely expression. In addition to leisurely, he was a little curious and curious about what Pei Donglai had just done.
"I've seen you."
Pei Donglai turned around. He calmly looked at Leng Wuji more than ten meters away and said, "That day, my father and I fought against Japan. You went to the Yongchun Martial Arts Museum. You are Leng Wuji, the eldest disciple of the Wudang School.
"I have a good memory."
Leng Wuji smiled jokingly, feeling that he was the Buddha, and Pei Donglai was the Monkey King - he could not escape from the palm of his hand anyway.
"If I guess correctly, it's Ye Zhengrong who came to kill me, right?" Pei Donglai looked at Leng Wuji motionlessly, and his whole body was quietly tense, ready to fight.
"Middle. The XXXXX Committee of the country is complete. Party, Quan. The military and the people of all ethnic groups in the country..." Without waiting for Leng Wuji to answer, the voice of the news broadcast host came out of the car.
"It turns out that you were worshipping your dead backer just now. It's really interesting."
Leng Wuji has been in the beginning of Huajin for nearly two years. His hearing is far beyond ordinary people. He can hear the voice of the news broadcast host clearly, and the joking smile on his face is thicker. "Don't worship anymore. Soon you will accompany him on the road."
"There were a lot of people who wanted to kill me, but they all died." Cold words sounded in his ear, and Pei Donglai narrowed his eyes and his tone turned cold, "You are no exception!"
"I don't know the depth of the sky!"
Leng Wuji sneered, and the murderous intention on his body was like a volcanic eruption, which suddenly erupted. The robe on his body was windless and automatically, like the birth of an ancient swordsman.
"It is said that the 'Tianting is energetic, the foot spring' in "Pei Jiaquan" is the first step of the world, which can achieve the effect of shrinking the ground into an inch. In addition, the "seven wounds" in "Pai Jiaquan" contains seven forces, which is extremely powerful.
Leng Wuji looked at Pei Donglai with an arrogant face and smiled disdainfully, "On that day, in the Yongchun Martial Arts Museum, you defeated the Japanese martial arts genius Fujino with Pei Jiaquan - why don't I give you a chance to take action first?"
Feeling the terrible and murderous intention on Leng Wuji's body, Leng Wuji's arrogant words sounded in his ears. Pei Donglai did not take action, but constantly improved his fighting spirit. At the same time, he glanced at the balcony where Ye Zhengrong was standing with his aftergguang, and faintly saw Ye Zhengrong and Huang
"Keng!"
Seeing that Pei Dong came silent, Leng Wuji suddenly drew his sword, and the crisp sound came out. The cold sword front pointed straight at Pei Donglai, "You lost the opportunity to take action."
The voice fell, and the figure moved.
At night, the twilight sword body refracted the light, stabbed Pei Donglai's eyes, and Leng Wuji took the lead.
"The green dragon's out of the sea is unstoppable, dialing the clouds to see the sun and the universe; the rhinoceros looks at the moon to show its inspiration, and the white ape climbs the branches to hide the mystery."
- Taiyi Xuanmen Sword, Ziyan through the forest!
Leng Wuji did not take action, and as soon as he took action, he used the 'Taiyi Xuanmen Swordsmanship' that shocked the Chinese martial arts world.
In an instant, Leng Wuji turned into a light and shadow. It is perfectly integrated with the shadow sword in the hand, like a swallow passing through the woods. The speed is as fast as lightning, and the trace is difficult to find.
It's so fast!
Because Pei Donglai realized the 'Tianting's strength and the bottom of the spring' in "Pei Jiaquan", among the martial artists in the same realm, basically no one can beat him in speed. Even... Even Fujino, known as the genius of Japanese martial arts, can't use the most magical 'Ghost Lost Step' in the Japanese martial arts world to be faster than him.
However——
At this moment, Qi and blood sensed Leng Wuji's action, and Pei Donglai was shocked. I didn't dare to greet each other empty-handed, but the heavenly court was full of energy and the bottom of the spring. It flashed sideways and suddenly disappeared.
"Bang!"
Leng Wuji stabbed out with a sword, as if he had poked a hole in the air, making a sound similar to a firecracker explosion.
"Humph!"
A sword stabbed the air, and Leng Wuji snorted coldly. His body suddenly stopped, like a running horse. He suddenly stopped, took a step back, and flirted his backhand. Behead to Pei Dong.
- The horse raises the whip!
Fast, ruthless and accurate.
Leng Wuji's move of "the horse rear whip" not only achieves these three points, but also makes the sword extremely tricky, which makes people unable to defend.
"Hss~"
With a sword cut out, the air was directly cut open, and the strong wind swept through. Pei Donglai only felt that his breath was suffocating, and he almost couldn't lift it up in one breath, and the pace also stopped.
"Wow!"
The sharp blade brushed Pei Donglai's shoulder, and the fierce wind directly broke Pei Donglai's clothes, pierced the skin, and the blood burst out in an instant.
I didn't care about the pain from my shoulder. Pei Dong came to his feet to work hard again, and his figure suddenly retreated!
Nan Zun Wudang, Bei Chong Shaolin.
Wudang and Shaolin are the two major sects of Chinese martial arts. The Wudang sword and Shaolin stick of Weizhen Jianghu are the representatives of Wudang and Shaolin's north-south kung fu.
When Pei Donglai practiced 'lonely swordsmanship' with Ji Hong, he heard Ji Hong talk about the Wudang School, and knew that the 'Taiyi Xuanmen swordsmanship' in Wudang swordsmanship was a more powerful swordsmanship than the 'lonelone swordsmanship' in Wudang swordsmanship. The swordsmanship was like a The hexagram, stepping on the nine palaces, the inside is combined with its qi, and the outside is combined with its shape. Since ancient times, it has been the treasure of Wudang Mountain, the secret method.
He can vaguely see that Leng Wuji is a strong man, and his strength is better than him. Now he uses Taiyi Xuanmen swordsmanship. He knows that he can't meet each other head-on, so he can only temporarily avoid his sharpness.
"Where to escape!"
Seeing that Pei Dong was about to escape, he shouted coldly, kicked under his feet, stepped twice in a row, and only heard the sound of "pop". The whole person bounced on the spot, and his body was close to the sky, like a dragonfly. While chasing Pei Dong, he waved his sword again!
"The sky is frightening and the birds are flying, and the ground is rolling without touching the dust. In a blow, it is as if the breeze does not see the sword, in the midst of all changes, but when you see the sword, there is no one."
Under the dim light, Leng Wuji is like a green dragon going to sea, perfectly fused with the sword in his hand, as if the sword was part of his body.
People are swords, swords are people, and people and swords are one!
As a strong man in the entry world, Leng Wuji entered the state of unity of human sword in an instant. The momentum was soaring that it was simply unstoppable, and it was bound to kill Pei Dong.
Return!
Retend again!
In the face of the powerful sword of Leng Wuji, Pei Donglai could only use his own speed to retreat.
Just--
When he retreated more than 20 meters, his afterglow faintly saw that there was a wall railing not far behind him.
This discovery shocked Pei Donglai!
Then...
He suddenly slowed down under his feet, his body was stiff, and he leaned back to the sky. His feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and the vest was closer to the ground.
"It's like cast iron, standing like a plate, slanting like a bridge."
- Iron Plate Bridge!
At the critical moment, Pei Dong came to use the "iron bridge" to avoid the hidden weapon to avoid the peerless thorn of Leng Wuji.
"Wow!"
The sharp blade roared over Pei Donglai's body, and the fierce wind hit his face like an ice blade, which made Pei Donglai's face hurt, and his eyes closed involuntarily.
"Humph!"
A sword stabbed into the air, and the floating cold hummed coldly. He suddenly stamped his right foot and stamped at the door of Pei Donglai, trying to stamp Pei Donglai's head into a rot.
Pei Donglai waved his hands in the shape of a palm, facing the cold soles of his feet.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound came out, and the strength broke out. Pei Donglai's hands hurt and almost lost consciousness. The terrible force made his body suddenly hit the ground, and the qi and blood in his body rolled.
"Wow!"
With the power of rebound, Leng Wuji's body soared into the air, made a flip in the air, and fell down towards the railing of the wall.
"Bang!"
Without waiting for his body to fall to the ground, Leng Wuji stepped on the wall with one foot. With the help of the power of rebounding again, his whole body suddenly bounced like a spring that popped up. His body turned around like a strange python turned over. He fell from the air, and the shadow sword in his hand waved out again RQ