Chapter 65 Enemy War

enemy battle

Zhou Puqing laughed and pointed to the front of his door and said, "A few days ago, I sent them away, but unfortunately I didn't catch them alive."

The nameless eyes suddenly lit up, and Zhou Buqing was really good. When he was in the village, he was tricked to leave the mountain, and he didn't even see their shadow. It was enough to see the strength of the other party, but this week Buqing could make them suffer a loss. The heart that was worried about whether he could protect the old people well was also put down. .

He pointed to the two people behind his nameless body and asked, "I haven't asked for advice yet."

Unknown Lianji introduced him, "Her name is Qingjia, and this is Zhan Yue."

The old man's eyes only stopped on Qingjia and then turned to Zhan Yue. It seemed that Zhan Yue, a young man, attracted his attention more than Qingjia, a little beauty.

Seeing him looking at Zhan Yue, he explained to him namelessly: "Zhan Yue is from the village in front of him, and he is the old father at home, but now..."

The nameless did not finish, but the old man nodded. The young man is good. Oh, look at my old man's memory. Come on, please come in quickly. He smiled namelessly and said that the old man was quite cute.

Qingjia walked behind him, and her beautiful eyes swept Zhou Buqing. Seeing that the latter turned a blind eye to her, she hummed and walked in with the nameless. After seeing her, she smiled secretly. Usually, people were stunned when they saw her, but the old man may not have seen much because she was over that age. She, how can this be called a proud balance in her heart.

After living in Zhoufu, he went to ask Zhou Buqing for advice about those killers that night.

Zhou Puqing's study is relatively simple, probably because he used to be a general. The books in the study are full of books of troop transporting generals. He is nameless and not interested in reading these, and he talked to the old man.

"Zhou Bo knows the details of these people. To be honest, although I have noticed some of their time, I have hardly touched their shadows because of their shallow knowledge."

Zhou Puqing smiled and took a sip of tea. You don't have to be arrogant. Not to mention that you are young, even I, an old guy, would not have had a chance to deal with him if they hadn't taken the initiative to come to him. According to the current situation, these people are mainly aimed at old people like me, who are over 50 years old.

Thinking for a moment and asking the question that has been bothering him for a long time, "So what is the purpose of their doing this? What can they get by killing these old people? I really can't figure it out, can Uncle Zhou know?"

Zhou Buqing shook and said, "This is also a problem that has been bothering me. With their methods, I can't tell who they are. Sometimes they take the skin on the forehead of the deceased, and they are still waiting for paper money, candles and incense. They are really fearless. They are extremely arrogant!"

"So what's Uncle Zhou's plan now?"

Zhou Buqing said, "I gathered these old people together to prevent those who kill people casually. According to the current situation, they have not killed young people. Now if they still want to kill, they can only come to my house. In this case, we will wait for the rabbit."

"What if they don't come?"

"Oh, it's better if you don't come. We don't want anyone's blood to come out anymore, but I seem to smell the flames of war. Haha, I guess they will definitely come."

Seeing that he was sure, he did not pursue this issue. Zhou Buqing looked at him with deep eyes. Suddenly, he asked, "No name, I can't see through your cultivation." After saying that, he looked at him with interest.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, I don't know what level my cultivation has reached. Why don't Uncle Zhou give me some advice?"

Zhou Buqing laughed and said, "I don't dare to give advice, but it's okay to learn from each other. My sons can't do it. There is no opponent in this small village. I've been sitting for more than ten years. Come on, let's go to the yard."

After saying that, he was going to lead the nameless to the yard. The nameless was not good for him to express his interest and followed him out of the study.

Zhou Buqing arranged the old people in the house, but because there were not so many rooms, their families set up temporary accommodation in this courtyard, but Zhou Buqing planned to let them go back the next day. If those people came, these ordinary people would not help.

When these people saw Zhou Puqing walking opposite each other and standing in the yard with the nameless, they all consciously stood on both sides to watch the bustle. In a short time, they surrounded a circle of people.

Zhou Buqing raised his hand and said, "Let me see your cultivation. Just attack, the old man can hold on."

He smiled namelessly and bowed his hand to him: "Well, the nameless is offended."

The left hand pinched, the right hand drooped, and really swam in the sea of gas. When they were used to coming out, they saw a flame burst out. The bear burned among the nameless slams. The people around them were shouting. Under the scorching heat, they quickly retreated out again.

Zhou Buqing's face changed and muttered, "Emperor? Gather strength to become a soldier? It's not like that he doesn't have the 'potential' of the emperor, which is the problem of his skill. It's strange that I've never seen this skill, and I also know the five elements of fire, but this--

The old man was still talking to himself, smiled namelessly and shouted, "Be careful, Da Yanzhan."

The fire broke people's hearts, and the civilians around them retreated again and again. Surprise came out of their mouths again and again, looking at the nameless eyes, as if they had brought that trace of heat.

Zhou Buqing came back to his senses, and the flames hit his face. He was stunned. He stepped back a few steps and made a move. There was a deep meditation from nowhere, and he saw a golden light flashing, passing far away and being held by Zhou Buqing.

"Haha, you can condense into a knife. If I don't use weapons, I won't have to fight. Come on, this gun is made of pure gold, accompanied by me for decades. The gun is famous. Haha, take it."

The pure gold magic gun was full of wind in Zhou Buqing's hand, and the nameless look was stagnant. This was not a gun. It was obviously a stick. He sighed helplessly. Dayan cut down in anger. In the scorching air, the steel force was hit left and right with the golden gun, and the shock force spread out in waves. Those who watched the bustle fell to the ground. However, due to the distance, there is no substantial harm.

The two kept fighting. After the nameless Dayan was beheaded, the knife changed again. One move turned the knife into a palm and suddenly shrank and made Zhou Buqing a little unprepared. At the tip of the gun, the nameless turned away and urged Zhou Buqing's gun net with his palm. Pengran really tried his strength to tear open Zhou Buqing's gun net, which was in front of his chest, nameless. As soon as he closed his hand, he was about to stop, but Zhou Buqing smiled and said, "Don't be distracted."

The wrong figure gave way to the nameless palm, and the moon gun really held its palm, making it difficult for him to return.

The nameless is also a smile, and Zhou Puqing is also a person who has experienced countless life and death on the battlefield. How can he be defeated with a few moves?

No longer distracted, his left hand pinched, and his clasped right hand suddenly burst into flames. Zhou Buqing quickly let go, but the nameless was unreasonable. The folding knife flashed. The body of the knife made it difficult to distinguish its true or false. The nameless folding knife appeared and rushed straight to Zhou Buqing. Zhou Buqing experienced thousands of battles. The fighter was clear about this form. He raised his gun to block it, but only flashed in front of him, and then the strong wind hit his nose, and a coolness penetrated into his heart, and then a hot air burned his face.

People around were surprised to find that the nameless folding knife did not touch the moon gun, as if it had passed straight through the middle. They withdrew the nameless folding knife and hugged Zhou Puqing and said, "Uncle Zhou, I'm offended."

Zhou Buqing woke up like a dream and shook his head vigorously and asked, "Hey, what is your last move? It can penetrate my moon gun, and your moves are so strange. You obviously don't have the strength of the 'emperor', but you can gather strength. This is really strange."

His nameless face turned red and he said, "To be honest, Uncle Zhou, in fact, I only know these three moves. The last move is called a folding knife. It is a pure flame that can burn everything when it is practiced from time to time."

"Folding knife? Curious, I haven't heard of it. Your skill, hey, forget it, this is a taboo for practitioners. I shouldn't ask.

The nameless folding knife scattered and smiled, "It's okay, Uncle Zhou. Do you think my cultivation is okay? Which level have I reached?"

Zhou Buqing turned around and stared at his hand and said, "Your skills are very strange. Although you are exquisite and tight, if you only have three moves, you will be too little. You can't stand a stronger enemy at all. As for your level, it's not easy for me to say. It should be close to the 'king' level."

Nameless nodded, and there was also a trick of 'fire respect' that he didn't use. That was his strongest life-saving trick. He didn't want to show everything.

"Your trick is too simple. I have a set of knife moves that have been practiced in the killing. It is created by the hegemonic army, one of the four emperors under the throne. If you don't mind it, I will teach you."

He was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "How dare you dislike it? Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Puqing laughed, threw away the golden gun in his hand, and went to the house to get a nine-foot long knife. This was the military knife of the ancient hegemony army. Zhou Puqing turned the handle and smiled and said, "Look, this set of knives is called 'war enemy', a total of 13 styles, but each type is endless. The 'emperor' has been in the army three times, nothing People can stop it."

After saying that, Zhou Buqing came out one by one, and his technique was naturally extremely skillful. He felt that it was not a person who came face to face, but waves of endless waves. He was a little at a loss and unconsciously took two steps back.

At this time, Zhou Buqing had already played the third form. He said to the unknown, "Come and try this power."

The nameless voice said, "Okay." His body paused, and the folding knife was now in his hand. He stood up with the knife and wanted to break through Zhou Buqing's knife network. Unexpectedly, Zhou Buqing made a mistake under his feet and gave way like a ghost. The back of the knife was still tapped on his nameless back. He was shocked and stayed in place.

Zhou Buqing also stopped and said to him, "Do you understand the power of this knife now?"

He smiled bitterly and said, "This is not so much a knife method as a body method."

Zhou Puqing smiled and said, "It's good that you can have such an awareness. Yes, this is a set of body methods that attract other people's attention with knives." Wuming is that he paid too much attention to Zhou Buqing's knife method and was guided by Zhou Buqing. If it was a battlefield, this move was enough to kill him.