Author: Shangliu

On the rivers and lakes.

Being able to attach zhenqi to a weapon is already considered a second-rate expert.

As the senior brother of the Blood Sword Sect, Baoxiang also practiced the "Blood Sword Sutra" and other miraculous and evil skills.

It is even more of a top-notch existence among second-rate players.

If Long Peng was still in his prime, he would not be afraid even if there were ten such characters.

pity.

There are no ifs in the world.

"What a fool, why are you pretending to be mute? Come on, talk!!"

Baoxiang approached with a ferocious smile, "Didn't you just ask me to come out? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Boy, I saw you and that stinky bitch Li Mochou flirting with each other during the day. I wonder if your relationship is unusual? Come and tell me, is this bitch good enough?"

…

Baoxiang kept talking rubbish, and the grin on his face became more and more terrifying.

The corners of Long Peng's eyes were lowered, cold stars twinkling in his eyes. When the treasure elephant approached five steps in front of him, he suddenly took action, and his whole body shot out like an arrow. The bamboo stick swept out the afterimage and swept towards the treasure elephant's face.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!!”

Baoxiang laughed wildly and swung his knife. Unexpectedly, the bamboo stick suddenly turned half a circle in the air and stabbed the "Zhangmen point" under his ribs, immediately interrupting his breath.

"What a bastard!"

Baoxiang clutched his ribs, panting heavily, staring at Long Peng with anger.

Zhangmen point.

It is one of the thirty-six fatal points in the human body. After being hit, it will impact the liver or spleen, destroy the diaphragm membrane, block blood and impair qi.

That is to say, Long Peng's current strength is only one out of ten.

Otherwise, just the trick of "splitting the flowers and brushing the willows" just now would be enough for this precious elephant to drink a pot.

Long Peng also understood the principle of "taking advantage of someone's illness to kill him", so he didn't want to give the precious elephant time to adjust his breath. Seeing that the attack was successful, he stepped forward to meet him again.

The bamboo stick swung out strong winds, which was very fast.

Baoxiang didn't expect Long Peng to attack so quickly, and he couldn't react in time. A large piece of flesh and blood was scraped off his cheek, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"What a shame, you thief will die!!"

Baoxiang cursed loudly, but he did not dare to look down upon him again and swung his sword to attack.

He made a big sword look powerful, which was very frightening.

In an instant.

The two fought in a stalemate for a long time.

Long Peng was originally a disciple of the Ancient Tombs. Although he later practiced Quanzhen martial arts, he was still a disciple of the Ancient Tombs sect.

Therefore, most of the moves are based on strangeness and agility.

And look at the precious image.

Perhaps because he was not good at Kung Fu, he actually used the "Blood Knife Sword Technique", which is known for its insidiousness and viciousness, to make a big move, which was very reckless.

Long Peng is by no means a stupid person.

Knowing that Bao Xiang was no match for him in a head-on fight, he relied on his extraordinary speed to swim around Bao Xiang.

Every time he used a move, he would definitely hit Baoxiang's acupuncture points, causing the monk to scream and get angry.

"You stinky rat! Stinky rat, don't hide!!!"

Baoxiang became more and more crazy, and the sword became a few minutes faster, while Long Peng's face was pale, without any blood, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, but his expression remained calm.

If you want to make people die, you must first make them crazy. Anger is okay, but losing reason is stupidity.

Baoxiang, the defeat is certain!

After about a hundred strokes, Baoxiang's internal strength bottomed out, a throbbing pain came from his Dantian, and his breath became temporarily disordered.

Long Peng's eyes brightened slightly, he seized the opportunity and suddenly got close.

The move "Wanli Throat Seal" was used, and only the sound of "poof" was heard. The bamboo stick pierced the Baoxiang's throat, dyeing it bright red.

"call……"

Long Peng breathed a long sigh of relief, his body swayed, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, he used the bamboo stick to hold on and did not fall down.

"The old injury has recurred, and my back has been a little weak recently..."

Looking at the cracked old wounds on his body, Long Peng rubbed his "temples", quickly sealed the points to stop the bleeding, and then pulled the Baoxiang's monk's robe to bandage himself.

"Compared with the Quanzhen Sect's Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing in terms of martial arts, this monk is also among the best. He is probably also the beloved disciple of the Blood Sword Ancestor... This is..."

Long Peng was taking off Baoxiang's clothes when he saw the book falling to the ground. He was stunned for a moment and then picked it up immediately.

"The Blood Knife Sutra?"

Long Peng glanced at it twice, but before he could take a closer look, he felt a dull pain in his middle Dantian, which was obviously caused by an internal injury caused by the use of internal force just now.

have no choice.

Long Peng had no choice but to put the "Blood Knife Sutra" and some silver into his arms, and immediately sat cross-legged and picked up the "Nine Yin Healing Chapter".

Click, click...

Long Peng's luck had not lasted for an hour when the sound of horse hooves sounded, coming from far away and very close, and he was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

There was a loud roar.

I saw a woman in black riding a handsome horse, using a whip to whip towards the dragon.

The woman in black is tall and tall, with a veil over her face that makes it difficult to see her face. She has a slender back and a clump of black hair, dressed like a girl.

——Mu Wanqing.

Snapped--

Long Peng was unable to dodge, and was hit hard by the whip, leaving red blood marks on his back. The internal injuries that had not yet healed were aggravated, causing his five internal organs to throb, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wiping the blood from the corners of his lips, Long Peng slowly stood up, looking at the slender figure on the horse in front of him with cold eyes, and pulled out the big knife stuck on the ground.

Buzz——

Mu Wanqing felt a bad wind coming.

As soon as she turned around, she saw a big knife striking at her arm, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly leaned down to dodge.

The cold blade brushed across his back, carrying a little blood, and it was stuck sideways on the ground. Mu Wanqing's scalp felt numb for a while.

"hiss--"

The black horse suddenly neighed in pain and jumped up. Mu Wanqing fell to the ground unexpectedly, and then narrowly avoided the high horse's hooves.

"Black Rose, what's wrong with you!?"

Mu Wanqing quickly got up from the ground and comforted the handsome black horse named "Black Rose".

I found that Black Rose was missing an ear.

Mu Wanqing was shocked and angry, and turned back to stare at Long Peng who was standing there.

Choking——

Mu Wanqing reached out and pulled out the long sword from the horse's belly, "If you dare to hurt my black rose, you are seeking death!!"

"You want to kill me?"

Long Peng's face was expressionless, and he walked towards Mu Wanqing step by step. The moonlight fell on his cheeks, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. "Unfortunately, I also want to kill you."

The words were very calm, without any emotion at all, and made Mu Wanqing feel chills in her bones for no reason.

"You little bitch, please leave!"

Accompanied by loud shouts coming from the bamboo forest behind him, there was also the vibration caused by the galloping horses.

"Boy, I remember you!"

Mu Wanqing's face changed slightly, she glared at Long Peng fiercely, got on her horse and said, "Black Rose, let's leave quickly!"

"Eh..."

The black rose raised its front hooves high, neighed, and galloped away.

"Want to leave?"

Long Peng sneered, and regardless of whether his internal injuries were aggravated afterwards, he used his internal strength and used the ancient tomb sect's superior Qing Gong, leaping onto the bamboo trees like a vigorous eagle, and with a few uses of force, he even landed in front of Mu Wanqing.

.

Mu Wanqing was startled, raised her slender arms, and fired several sleeve arrows.

"Sleeve Arrow? An inferior hidden weapon!"

Long Peng waved his bamboo stick to block it all, then immediately turned over on the horse's back and used the bamboo stick to hit Mu Wanqing's jade neck, which was as delicate as white porcelain.
Chapter completed!