Chapter 216 Anger

"Bum!" Zhao Qiansun's "iron fist" collided with Luo Yuchen's long sword body, making a slightly dull sound of gold and iron, and then a substantial strong wind overflowed. Luo Yuchen's long sword was slightly closed and drew a circle to remove the impulse.

However, even if it was only blown by the strong wind, the four women of Lanxin felt a burst of breath and couldn't help retreating back to a farther distance: "Wow, it's so close..." And when they were a little relieved, Mei Xiang's cold voice also sounded behind them: "It's really dangerous, it's a loss. You didn't fight with this bad old man just now, otherwise..."

"Oh, sister, you're finally here!" Although he knew that Mei Xiang's strength was not better than his own, after seeing her, all the players present were really relieved, as if they had found the backbone: "Sister, it's good for you to come, and our sword array can be perfected."

"Well, sister, let's quickly form a sword array and go up and help together. It seems that Brother Luo seems to be at a downfall!" In a harmony, Mei Xiang shook her head slightly and said slowly, "No, Brother Luo can handle it alone. I'm afraid that if we go up, it will affect his performance!" After a little meditation, she waved her hand again and said, "Well, you guys, go to inform everyone separately, all come here to gather, and also take the three prisoners behind, and take care of them in this council chamber!"

"Okay, I see!" Lan Xin's four women nodded and agreed. After a slight turn, she understood Mei Xiang's intention: the player who went out to lure the enemy failed. Although he finally attracted Zhao Qiansun, the movement along the way must not be small. This place may usher in a new enemy at any time. It's better to be prepared...

"Zhao Qiansun, if you have so much ability, it's impossible for me to pass!" As soon as the loud bang suddenly stopped, Luo Yuchen's figure rushed out of the flying dust like lightning, but Zhao Qiansun still stood still in place and did not chase it out. Moreover, after more than a dozen rounds of competition, his mind seemed to calm down a little, "Well, your boy is just a better light kung fu, and his body is more slippery. Do you really think I can't do anything about you?"

Before the voice fell, I heard a loud noise, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had cracked. The players around felt that the ground jumped under their feet, and most of the people were standing unsteadily and staggering. Then, Zhao Qiansun's figure suddenly moved and rushed straight to Mei Xiang at the door of the council hall: "Well, you caught Xiaojuan, and I also caught your woman, but I want to see..."

"Looking for death!" As soon as Zhao Qiansun's intention was exposed, Mei Xiang's figure had not stabilized, but Luo Yuchen had already flashed in front of her! Seeing this, Zhao Qiansun couldn't help but be overjoyed and punched: "Okay! Take a serious punch!"

"I wanted to play with you, but since you want to die, I won't be polite!" Two substantial sharpness flashed in Luo Yuchen's eyes, and then he saw the long sword in his hand shake, which suddenly stimulated a sword spirit and went straight to Zhao Qiansun's fist. Zhao Qiansun sneered. Between the shock of Zhenqi, the Zhenqi wrapped in his fist was more than twice as thick in an instant, and then it shook it regardless.

However, just before the fist wind and the sword spirit were about to touch, Luo Yuchen's mind moved, and the sharp sword spirit suddenly twisted, drew an arc incomparable way, and gently and coincidentally passed by Zhao Qiansun's fist! Then he rushed down like a poisonous snake and stabbed down his wrist!

"It's not good!" Zhao Qiansun was shocked and suddenly collapsed his shoulder and stretched out his arm. After a sound of bone joints, his right hand soared forward in an instant. If Luo Yuchen's sword spirit stabbed him, the stabbed would no longer be an important acupuncture point, but an irrelevant place on his forearm.

It's a pity that Zhao Qiansun's response was only a subconscious reaction and did not see through the real details of Luo Yuchen's sword spirit. Therefore, just when he wanted to "abandon the car to protect the commander", Luo Yuchen's sword spirit was extremely flexible and pierced the "hole most acupuncture point" near his elbow...

"Ah..." The acupuncture point was damaged, and the true qi condensed on the fist was naturally affected. Even at the last moment, Zhao Qiansun tried his best to dodge, but when Luo Yuchen took the opportunity to cut his sword horizontally, on the fist that lost the protection of Zhenqi, two fingers still flew out! Ten fingers connected to the heart, and two fingers were abruptly cut off. No matter how good Zhao Qiansun's determination was, he still screamed hoarsely, and then he felt that he was black in front of him and had lost the trace of Luo Yuchen...

"The benefactor has mercy!" In the old and gentle, slightly rapid shouting, Luo Yuchen paused, took the opportunity to turn the hilt of the sword, and hit Zhao Qiansun on the back of the head with a heavy blow, which suddenly made him lose all his strength. However, by this time, he had already seen Mr. Tan and Mrs. Tan who had been brought out, so he still insisted on sighing, and finally fainted: "Xiaojuan..."

"Alas..." The acupuncture points on Tan Gong and Tan's mother-in-law were still sealed by Luo Yuchen. Even if they saw Zhao Qiansun's miserable appearance, they could only sign with their eyes, but they were speechless. However, Master Zhiguang, who has lost all his martial arts skills, does not have so many restrictions, and Lan Xin and others did not even stop him from rushing to save people.

However, after quickly checking Zhao Qiansun's injury, the old monk couldn't help sighing and said to Luo Yuchen slightly angrily, "Little benefactor, you are too cruel!" Indeed, in addition to the disability of the right hand, there are several important acupuncture points on Zhao Qiansun's body at this time that have been pierced by Luo Yuchen, and blood is splashing out of the fountain - these acupuncture points are almost all on important meridians. Now this damage, even if it can be cured, it is bound to greatly reduce Zhao Qiansun's martial arts in the future... ...

However, Luo Yuchen didn't care much about the accusations of Zen Master Zhiguang. He shrugged his shoulders and said coldly, "The sword has no eyes. He shouldn't provoke me!" Also, if it hadn't been for the old monk's face, this crazy old man would have been dead now!" Zen Master Zhiguang was slightly stunned, but after the blade-like eyes of Luo Yuchen, he sighed and gave up the idea of continuing to argue. He just lowered his head and focused on wrapping up Zhao Qiansun: "Amitabha, good, good..."

"Wow, Brother Luo is so awesome! We just said that you were at a low end. We didn't expect you to take down the crazy old man neatly in just a few minutes!" A slightly exaggerated admiration sounded, which broke the solemn atmosphere in the field. Then the quirky little girl Lan Xin walked a few steps quickly, grabbed Mei Xiang's arm, and said in a delicate voice, "Well, sister, tell Brother Luo, why don't you teach us?"

"Go, damn girl, if you want to learn art, won't you go up and ask for help yourself?" After saying a word, she found that something was wrong. Then, Mei Xiang's body stiffened slightly, and a pair of jade ears were slightly red. Sure enough, when I saw Lan Xin's eyes, the cunning smile flashed away and teased, "It's different. I'm not familiar with Brother Luo, or you..."

"Okay, okay, Miss Lan, I agreed," before Lan Xin finished speaking, Luo Yuchen quickly opened his mouth and gave his own promise: "If you have any requirements, just put it forward directly. I will try my best to satisfy you!" Lan Xin's face finally showed the look of "the trick has succeeded" and said with a smile, "Really? Great, thank you, Brother Luo..."

Hearing the laughter of the "little witch", the players around him squeezed the corners of their mouths and turned around, while Luo Yuchen looked at Mei Xiang, both relieved and a little crying and laughing. However, after such a break, the anger and anger in Luo Yuchen's heart were also swept away. Correspondingly, his expression and his body also relaxed.

At this time, a system prompt sound also sounded in the ears of all the players present: "The large-scale system plot 'Beggar Gang Xingzilin Conference' officially begins..."