Chapter 16 Defeat
Small town, county government, bamboo forest.
Stone bridge, running water, knife sound.
A middle-aged man in a green robe held two knives, stood upright in front of the building and looked straight ahead coldly.
In front of him is the water path arch bridge, and on the other side of the bridge, there is a circular courtyard gate, which seems to be connected to the Jiuqu corridor.
As the only forbidden land owner of the government of Buzu County and the chief disciple of Taiyimen in the past, Zuocheng doesn't know who else and what else deserves to be so afraid of in this district of Wuzhou Xiao County.
I'm afraid, and even this word has not crossed my mind for a long time. The feeling of rekindling after being forgotten is not wonderful.
But at this moment, he is like facing a great enemy. Not only is the cold moon with two knives in his hand, but also the fish leaping under his feet. Just stop casually, you can attack, retreat and defend. As long as he doesn't meet a super first-class old monster, he believes that even ordinary first-class masters can't keep him.
But he is still afraid, very afraid, and even a little trembling and afraid!
How many people in this world, this world, and how many people have met with him that are worth fearing?
"Is it the elder of the inner door who settles accounts after autumn?"
In Zuocheng's heart, an idea that made him extremely uneasy suddenly flashed. It's just that it's been many years...
A good smell suddenly floated into his nose. Zuo Qian only inhaled half a little and immediately closed his breath. There are too many ghost tricks in the world. Although those who have achieved success are not afraid of toxins, he has to prevent them.
However, when the owner of Xiangfeng stepped into the courtyard, Zuo was stunned.
If a beautiful woman comes with a smile, and if the talented Shi Fan Dai is sick, he will not be surprised.
But the person who came turned out to be a black-faced teenager with shabby clothes and shabby trousers and messy hair!
A black face is not necessarily a dark face, it may be because it is too dirty.
Dirty, really dirty, dozens of feet apart, Zuo Chen can feel the thick dust attached to the teenager's body.
Shouldn't the beggar-like teenager always be stinky?
Maybe walking around the world, people can't be good-looking, but the people who come are too young and too young, about 14 or 15 years old. Even if they start practicing kung fu, what level can they reach? Bones? Easy tendons?
Zuo Qian didn't know and never despised it too much, but his eyes unconsciously floated to the huge sword behind the teenager's back!
What a big sword, almost as wide as the teenager's thin shoulders, and the long sword handle is even higher than others!
The black-faced teenager is actually not short, not much worse than an adult, but the sword is too big and too long, which makes people feel that he is not carrying a sword, but a coffin cover!
The teenager had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his appearance was a little simple and dull. When he walked across the bridge, he looked at the alert left from afar and scratched his forehead.
Zuo Qian looked at his movements and thought that the other party wanted to do it, so he almost couldn't help taking the initiative.
To understand the meaning of the teenager's greeting, he almost stumbled.
This kind of young child only scratched his head, and his whole body was flawed, but he seemed to be nay and didn't know what to say!
The teenager's expression is extremely ridiculous, especially under the support of the aggressive situation, which is more ridiculous than the stupid fish spitting bubbles and wiping his mouth in the water.
Zuo Qian never smiled. He wanted to laugh, but the pressure emanating from the teenager made him unable to laugh.
That sword is really terrible!
Zuocheng's eyes flashed with vigilance, greed, fear and hesitation.
A terrible sword, a ridiculous person, left Chen found a reason for his gaffe.
"Who are you! What's the point of coming here!"
Such a boring question, with extraordinary conceit, of course, Zuocheng can't shout out.
According to the past habit, once someone comes by invitation, regardless of the other party's identity, whether he is intended or not, he only needs to cut him off with a knife, and then there will naturally be someone to help deal with the aftermath.
And now...
He thought for a moment and stepped back a little to show his heart.
In such a posture, Zuo Qian gave himself enough face.
Then he stared at the teenager and waited for the other party to react.
If the other party comes from a large school, then the elders will always tell the rules, walk in the world, take a step back to be kind to others, and widen the sea and the sky.
The teenager still smiled, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Zuo Qian's move and turned a blind eye to it.
Leftly frowned and stopped talking.
At this time, the teenager tilted his neck and seemed to think seriously for a moment. As a result, he said a sentence that almost made Zuocheng vomit blood:
"Old man, I don't want to kill people today. You'd better kill yourself."
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Old man, you should suicide!
What a domineering, ridiculous and stunning declaration.
The teenager did not wake up at all the domineering of this sentence, boring and nonsense.
His tone is calm, even a little confused, and so natural.
Left Cheng, next to the opposite chess table and in front of the attic, surrounded by the half-moon-shaped bamboo forest arch, only felt a mouthful of blood rushing up to his throat and almost spewing out, and his whole face turned red, full of pig liver color!
The teenager asked him to suicide for no reason!
Humiliation, incomparable humiliation, for people in the world, this is simply more straightforward than a slap in the face, obviously like pinching people and smashing eggs to the ground.
Indignation and grief, this hatred is inexplicable and completely insoluble, and it must see blood!
Zuo was angry, and his murderous intention was boiling for a moment, and his long hair danced upside down!
His eyes were red, as if he had lost his mind. With the sound of "score", two bright long knives in his hands frustrated himself, and suddenly drew a large area of Mars!
With a long roar, he didn't even bother to say a word and rubbed himself up. The action was the secret knife skill of Taiyimen!
Boom!
The strange change, the Mars formed by the staggered friction of the two knives, not only did not dissipate in the air, but flourished for no reason, forming a large area of strange blue flame!
The fire is fierce, the ice is gorgeous, the ice and fire are intertwined, and the flames are fierce!
Sprack!
The seemingly fantastic blue flame just gently brushed the chess table, and the whole stone platform was quietly smashed. Even the ground burned by the fierce flame collapsed and sunken in large quantities, and the bluestone was gray!
"Good knife!"
The black-faced teenager's eyes suddenly lit up, and it seemed that he was finally more serious, but it was not right for him.
He stretched out his hands flatly and faced the fierce flames on the opposite side. Hao Ran was ready to welcome him with his palm!
"Arrogant!"
Zuocheng drank in his heart, angry and annoyed. He had calmed down for decades, and his brain gushed from Dantian, along the meridians of his arms, all of which followed a specific trajectory to enter the double knife!
"Oh!"
A strange bird chirp exploded on the ground, and the whole left one took his arm as the wing, and the two knives were flat, and several feet of long knives were exposed, and he brazenly rushed into the huge blue flame!
Boom!
Burning with fire!
His move was like pouring water into the oil and throwing the boulders into the lake.
I only saw countless fire tongues bursting out from the blue flame, licking everything, and even the air was twisted.
The land withered and the attic collapsed!
Dust and stone flying!
Just under this doomsday annihilation*, the blue sea of fire suddenly contracted towards the center, suddenly forming a whirlpool, facing the teenager, like a blue corridor leading to the underworld!
"Oh!"
Another cry, as if some fierce beast was about to break out of the shell, which shrank into a square blue whirlpool, bursting out a blue light!
combines the two extreme attributes of ice and fire. The humanoid blue light immediately turned into an ice phoenix under the air attack!
Fire Phoenix Ice Phoenix, only the supreme in the phoenix, the overlord in the phoenix, and the phoenix can control two extreme forces at the same time!
"Good!"
The sloppy teenager was completely exposed to the claws of the blue strange bird. Not only was he not surprised, but his face looked quite happy. Originally, he was just flat and launched his palms, drawing circles in the air, and his right palm lightning withdrew his armpits, which suddenly punched out!
The left palm and right fist, the palm is roaring with the wind, the sharp gold, the fist runs through the sky, and it is even wrapped in electric light!
Bear against the wind! Run with thunder! The teenager actually carried out two completely different skills, which was conceited!
You should know that not the superposition of any two forces can produce qualitative changes and have a gain effect.
What's more, Zuocheng is just relying on the magic soldier in his hand to forcibly perform and use his secret skills far beyond his own cultivation. And the teenager, more like to respond to the scene, relies on a pair of meat palms to perform unique skills!
In short, Zuocheng hit nine days, expanding his physical strength and lethality tenfold in an instant. But the teenager divided his own strength into two parts!
Arrogant! It's arrogant! No secret skills, no relying, do whatever you want! So arrogant!
The phoenix roared and seemed to have seen the spark of victory. The whole sky rushed to the teenager without leaving a little backhand!
The teenager laughs, crazy and happy laughter!
His left palm is so domineering against the wind that he is good at this at a glance. But the thunder of the right fist kept cracking, and it was uncertain and in vain.
Boom!
White light! Endless white light!
The four forces of ice, fire, wind and thunder are intertwined and entangled, completely losing their original tone. In an instant, in addition to the thunder sound, there is only infinite light left!
Two figures, swords and palms, but the thought has been completely swallowed up by the sea of light!
...
"Godfather, I'm back."
Liu Yi opened the door and happened to see the doctor sitting at the table reading. I don't know when he has subtly turned into a father. However, this obscure change was not accepted or denied by the doctor, so he could only bind himself to his little cleverness and continue to shout like this.
Of course, it doesn't seem to be all bad, such as now.
"Yi'er, come here, I have something to say for my father."
Liu Yi slowly walked into the room and raised his eyebrows slightly.
At this time, he saw the look on the master's face, so plain, calm as water, indifferent and invisible, which can basically be called expressionless!
The husband is always kind to his neighbors. Even if he is occasionally unhappy, or guides Liu Yi's body in the past, he only seems serious.
Seriousness or smiles are all manifestations of mood.
Only at this moment——
Liu Yi's heart suddenly broke out and he did not dare to make aback. He restrained his masked smile and sat obediently next to the Master and was silent.
"Yi'er, it's time to tell you something."
The husband stared at Liu Yi seriously, as if he wanted to see through or simply remember him.
Liu Yi frowned, not infected by the master's grim look, but purely inexplicable, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous in the bottom of his heart.
Uninteresting and even old-fashioned dialogue.
The devil's voice in Liu Yi's heart rose, and he remained calm, but somehow he secretly agreed with himself.
How did the master know that the disciple he had cultivated for 12 years actually had such a nonsensical idea at the most worrying moment of his life.
It was precisely because he didn't know that Liu Yi was a little distracted, let alone the deep-seated reason, so with the candlelight, the master looked up to the sky and sighed, put his short beard, and gestured, and then said...
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"It's not good! Killing people! Put on fire! Earthquake! Help!"
The town, the government, the servants and maids are in chaos.
Just now, a strong light suddenly came from the backyard, shining the sky bright, and then there was a loud sound of heaven and earth cracking, and even the ground began to tremble.
With the sharp fluctuation of vitality, ordinary people can't feel it at all. How can the handyman know any profound kung fu and master's tricks. They ran around in a panic and shouted. If it hadn't been for the strict rules in the house, it would have been deep into the bone marrow, and I'm afraid that these frightened guys would have rebelled.
The strong light only pierces people's eyes with tears, and they can't see things. The loud noise is even more shocking, and the water tank is buzzing and trembling, not to mention the vulgar and fragile eardrums.
The mansion is guarded by masters, but these so-called masters run faster because they know more than their subordinates!
Oh, my God, the kind of energy collision that almost attracts the power of heaven and earth, is this still a fucking human?!
Apart from mentioning how many people's eyes were blinded by the pillar of light, conveying dozens of miles away.
The forbidden place in the backyard of the government office, Zuocheng's comfortable nest, only in a mess!
A thin and black-faced teenager staggered on the ruins, centering on it, forming a large pit as deep and ten feet wide around it.
What kind of small bridge and flowing water, garden scenery, there is no left at this moment.
As for his opponent, the master left here--
Fifty meters away, a humanoid object fell into a pool of blood, like a pile of rotten meat, perhaps just right.
Tragic, really tragic. In one move, life and death have been divided.
The black-faced teenager swayed towards Zuocheng. The huge sword, which was originally as light as a feather, finally made him feel a little weight.
There was a blush on his dark charcoal face, and then he became gray.
His breath was a little messy, but the eyes staring at the body, or two bright swords inserted next to the body, were clearly full of interest.
The panic continues outside the hospital. Whether it is known or unknowing, there will be no blind intrusion at this time.
The teenager paced while adjusting his breath.
Admittedly, he has big, but he does have such capital!
As early as two years ago, his external skills have broken through the tendon period, and his internal skills have reached the realm of veins, both of which have reached the so-called first-class master standard!
Build the foundation, calcice bones, and tendons!
Build the foundation, nourish the qi, and expand the pulse!
External power is easy to tendon, iron bone and copper skin, internal power to expand the vein, all evils are invulnerable!