There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 247 I predicted your prediction

The shadow of the moon is whirling, and the cool breeze is blowing.

At this time, the four people in the valley had already fought together.

Sheng Junqian's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

When the opponent's stick struck, Sheng Junqian had already tried his best, and had already fought against Taoist Qingyun for a short time before, so he already knew his strength.

But what Sheng Jun never expected was that he had been seriously injured just now, but the strength of that stick just now not only returned to its full strength, no, it was not only at its full strength, it was even stronger than Taoist Qingyun when he was at his full strength. The true qi level of the first-grade level.

So much so that he directly knocked down Sheng Junqian head-on.

Sheng Junqian's Hundred-Breaking Saber Technique is a powerful and indomitable technique, and it can even be said that if the opponent is not too strong, it can be said to be invincible at the same level. How can Qian Yiqiang's second-rank strength be able to rank among the top [-]? It is precisely because he is almost invincible among second-rank warriors.

However, such a fierce swordsmanship, which was head-to-head and ingenious, was struck back by the opponent with a stick. The blood in Sheng Junqian's body was churning, and his gaze at Taoist Qingyun became more awe-inspiring.

"What did you eat?" Sheng Junqian looked at Taoist Qingyun and said.

His face was flushed at this time, and it didn't look like a normal look.

"He ate Qianlong Pill." Behind Sheng Junqian, Huo Ying's voice sounded faintly: "The so-called Qianlong Pill means not to use Qianlong Pill, although it can temporarily heal injuries in the body and stimulate the human body's potential. Makes people more powerful.”

"But again, this pill has strong medicinal properties. After taking it, the martial arts will decline greatly, and you will be weak for several months. In severe cases, your martial arts will be completely abolished, and even your life will be endangered."

Taoist Qingyun looked at Huo Ying and said with a sneer, "As expected, you are a descendant of the Huo family, and you have heard about this kind of strange medicine."

"It's not something I've heard. All Qianlong pills in this world are made and sold by my Huo family." Huo Ying looked at Taoist Qingyun and said coldly.

"That's really unexpected." Taoist Qingyun laughed loudly: "Now the Huo family has become a thing of the past, girl, as a remnant of the Huo family, there is no place for you in the world, why don't you submit to us quickly, so that there is a glimmer of life .”

After he took the Qianlong Pill, the qi and blood in his body were boiling hot, and even the circulation of the true energy was faster than usual. This is also one of the magical functions of the Qianlong Pill, which basically consumes the potential of the body to increase the temporary combat power , but correspondingly, the side effects did not reach a completely unacceptable level. Taoist Qingyun took advantage of the opportunity given to him by the wine monk to take the Qianlong pill, and used this strange medicine to suppress the injury and increase his combat power. If he was injured by the opponent's surprise attack first, if he continued like this, his defeat would almost be a foregone conclusion.

In this case, it is better to take the risk and fight for a chance.

In the rivers and lakes, everyone must have the thought of dying and living, so that they can fight their way out.

Now, the situation has reversed dramatically.

Xue Ling was not the opponent of Jiu Monk in the first place. Her martial arts foundation is far from that of these famous masters, and she happens to have the same attributes and tactics. He suffered a lot of punches and kicks, but he was never really defeated.

But not being defeated and being able to knock down the opponent and turn to help Sheng Junqian are two different things.

After all, Xue Ling was the one who wanted Sheng Junqian to come over to help deal with Monk Jiu.

On Huo Ying's side, after hearing Taoist Qingyun's laughing words, his face was still calm and desolate: "Don't pretend to be a good person."

Huo Ying looked at Taoist Qingyun and said, "The one who destroyed my Huo family back then should be the same family as the people behind you, right?"

When Huo Ying said these words, she didn't get too angry or emotional, she just said it lightly as if explaining the facts.

Taoist Qingyun couldn't help laughing louder: "You have always known about Dare, and you have been vain and submissive for so many days. Compared with you, you are like a stick in your throat, so you can't spit it out."

As he said this, he didn't stay idle, and walked towards Sheng Junqian, who was already kneeling on the ground, leaning on his crutches, and then stabbed straight out.

Sheng Junqian himself has already been prepared for battle. Martial arts practitioners pay the most attention to breath adjustment during competitions. The so-called battle is the coordination of muscles, breath and internal force. Only in this way can one fully mobilize one's strength. While Huo Ying was talking with Taoist Qingyun, Sheng Junqian did not give up coordinating breathing, trying to drain the remaining potential of his body.

After all, Sheng Junqian himself is not a stunned young man. He has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years and has experienced countless battles. Although there are fewer duels between masters, Sheng Junqian's combat experience is definitely rich.

At this time, Taoist Qingyun attacked with a move, and Sheng Jun suddenly raised his knife from bottom to top, and went towards Taoist Qingyun's abdomen.

Because he deeply knew that after Taoist Qingyun took Qianlong Wan, his internal strength was no longer as good as that of the opponent, and if he used head-to-head saber techniques, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

If this is the case, the opponent's iron rod is a blunt weapon, but the Baiduan knife in his hand is a sharp weapon with one head to another. If he trades injuries for injuries and lives for lives, then he will definitely not lose.

This is regardless of the opponent's incoming situation, and they directly fight each other. Although it is a rogue, it is indeed the most effective fighting strategy.

Sure enough, this bottom-up stabbing stance made Taoist Qingyun break out in cold sweat. He withdrew his move halfway, and then sprinted back a foot away, only to avoid Sheng Junqian's knife. After all, he is not a King Kong Bad body, if this knife is chopped down, he will definitely be cut open, even if he hit Sheng Junqian's head with his stick, it can also kill the other party immediately, but this exchange, Taoist Qingyun would not do it anyway. Willing to do.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Taoist Qingyun looked at Sheng Junqian and said coldly.

"Afraid, who is not afraid of death?" Sheng Junqian laughed and said: "But let me ask you, I can't beat you now, and you want to kill me, so instead of sitting and waiting for death, it's better to think about survival doorway."

Sheng Junqian seems to be barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. Although he can be regarded as a rich man born with a golden key in his mouth, he has never admired glory since he was born. He has spent most of his life in the rivers and lakes. Nor is it a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

At this time, the young man in black finally stood up and stood with a knife in his hand: "When I was practicing martial arts, my master taught me the four styles of heaven and earth."

"These four moves are all moves that come and go and end at the same time. Today's provocative move is just one of them. There are three more moves. Would you like to experience them one by one?"

What Sheng Junqian said was righteous, and there was no return, and Taoist Qingyun couldn't help being stunned. The other party really had such desperate sword skills, and his mortal body, could it be possible that he really wanted to die with him?

The situation fell into a stalemate for a while, and on the Jiu Monk's side, Xue Ling's situation was getting worse and worse. He was hit by the Jiu Monk several times and was sent flying and rolling on the ground. Showing weakness to the enemy, so even if he was knocked down, he quickly got up and entangled with the wine monk again to fight, which made the wine monk involuntarily irritable.

"Niubi! Can't you deal with him?" He yelled loudly after pushing Xue Ling back with his palm.

This shout made Taoist Qingyun's face change from green to white, and Sheng Junqian's life-seeking knife just now really frightened him, because in terms of exquisite sword skills, Taoist Qingyun is not as good as learning from a famous teacher since childhood And the amazingly talented Sheng Junqian, otherwise he wouldn't be half a year old in knowledge, and still fight back and forth together. Of course, the increase in Qianlong pill is only skill, so there is no reason to take a Qianlong pill and even martial arts Even Jingyi can go one step further, if that's the case, what's the use of their hard work in finding the pure glaze recipe?

But in an instant, Taoist Qingyun finally made a decision. He held the iron rod in his hands with both hands, and then unscrewed the iron rod one by one. And connected by strong iron cables, the straight iron rod turned into a hundred-jointed whip in an instant.

Daoist Qingyun held his whip in his hand, and looked at Sheng Junqian coldly: "Then, let the poor Taoist appreciate Your Excellency's four styles of heaven and earth."

Sheng Junqian stood where he was, complaining endlessly in his heart.

How can there be any four styles of heaven and earth? This is just something he made up on the spot to scare the other party. After all, what kind of saber technique is the same? Does anyone really practice this kind of saber technique every day?

Isn't this the dragon slaying skill, a move that can be played in one go, is there any difference from the dragon slaying skill that has no dragon to slay.

To put it bluntly, Sheng Junqian relied on his sword skills to be better than the opponent, and under the premise that his skill was not as good as the opponent's, and the benefits of head-to-head encounters were too low, so he used his sword skills to attack and save his life, and the opponent had an advantage. Of course he refused to change his life with himself.

And this kind of move also bullies the opponent's weapon is an iron rod, so go straight, with few changes, so that you can gain the upper hand.

But who would have thought that Taoist Qingyun would really disassemble the iron staff into a hundred-joint whip on the spot. The hundred-joint whip is between rigidity and softness, and it is unpredictable. It is a strange weapon. The advantage of the knife technique is offset by innate most.

How does this not make him panic.

After Taoist Qingyun switched to a hundred-knuckle whip, he no longer had a crutch, but he still took a step forward. The original short weapon had now become a long weapon of nearly ten feet. The whip is like a boa constrictor that chooses someone to eat, and it goes towards Sheng Junqian.

The knife in Sheng Junqian's hand is no more than four feet long, how can he exchange injuries with the opponent's one-foot-long whip, not to mention that Sheng Junqian was injured in the first place, so he can only swing the knife and face the opponent head-on one after another, hitting the air Sparks flew everywhere, and this young man in black was tossing and turning in the air, but he knew that this was not a strategy for a long battle. He was not like Xue Ling, who was thick-skinned and thick-skinned. If he was whipped with a hundred knots, he would fall to the ground with serious injuries , Let mermaid meat.

So after leaping to avoid the attack of the hundred-knuckle whip, Sheng Junqian landed on the ground and hurried to the ground. The whole person instantly looked at the opponent's gap, and rushed towards Taoist Qingyun like an arrow from the string.

Only because Sheng Junqian can pose a real threat to Taoist Qingyun only by getting closer, so it's not that Sheng Junqian has some magic way to defeat the enemy, but that he must change the situation of being beaten in vain.

At the moment when Sheng Junqian bullied him, Taoist Qingyun showed a subtle smile on his face. He lightly shook his long whip, and the head of the long whip that had been thrown out suddenly turned back like a python, and fought back from Sheng Junqian's other side. Coming, just surrounded Sheng Junqian in an arc from behind, Sheng Junqian knew something was wrong, but the arrow was on the string, so he could only go forward without hesitation, and swung his sword.

Taoist Qingyun always held the whip with one hand, waiting for work with ease. Seeing that Sheng Junqian's indomitable sword was approaching, he sneered. Amidst the sneer, he moved lightly, even faster than a person with intact legs, and stepped aside in an instant Sheng Junqian's saber gesture, and at the same time, the hundred-jointed whip behind Sheng Junqian has also arrived, wrapping Sheng Junqian around his body like a python. Taoist Qingyun strangled and shook Sheng Junqian, and Sheng Junqian was beaten in the air and flew away After going out and falling to the ground, Sheng Junqian couldn't help lying on the ground and vomited blood anymore, just now the other party's bundle, strangle and beat broke several of his ribs.

At this time, the victory has finally been divided.

"You..." Sheng Jun was inconceivable.

He was relying on the opponent to turn his stick into a whip, and his legs and feet must be inflexible, so he was eager to attack at close range, but Taoist Qingyun's movements just now, how could he look like a lame person with slope feet?

Had he been faking it all this time?

"Hahahahahaha!" Taoist Qingyun was so proud of subduing a strong enemy at this time, he couldn't help laughing up to the sky: "Yes, I used to fight with a strong enemy when I was young, and injured my right leg, but it was in the early days. Seven years ago, it was cured with a secret medicine."

"However, Pindao has been tempted and kept silent, just to wait for fools like you who think they are taking advantage of the situation."

Hearing these words, Sheng Junqian finally felt convinced that this defeat was not a loss after all.

However, it is unavoidable to regret that he lost his life in this way.

Sheng Junqian covered his stomach and stood slowly holding the knife again, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Miss Huo Ying, take Tian Biao and leave quickly, and leave it to me to break the queen here."

"Don't dare to boast about anything else, at least stop him for a while, I, Sheng, can still do it."

On the other side, after Xue Ling was punched in the chest by Monk Jiu, he was then kicked in the waist by the opponent.

Only Huo Ying stood there and smiled helplessly: "Mr. Sheng, why do you cut off your back at every turn?"

Huo Ying's expression still didn't show much panic.

Only now did Taoist Qingyun turn around and look at Huo Ying: "Miss Huo, you brought these two idiots to accompany you to die, don't you have any sense of guilt in it?"

Huo Ying shook her head and smiled: "I didn't bring them to die."

"I've been taught that no matter what you do, think about the worst."

"Also, Taoist Qingyun, do you really think that I haven't done anything for so long?"

Taoist Qingyun was shocked: "What big talk are you talking about?"

"You'll know what I'm talking about right away." Huo Ying tilted her head and smiled faintly.

"Not really."

While she was saying this, Sheng Junqian, Taoist Qingyun, and the three monks, including the wine monk in the distance, stumbled and fell down as if they were drunk at the same time.

(End of this chapter)