Chapter 83 – Wet Firewood and Black Fist

The tip of the sword fiercely pierced into Sean’s left shoulder, and pulled it out in a very short moment, bringing out a flower of blood, only this flower wasn’t how colorful, Sean’s old and decrepit body even seemed to have a lot less blood and water inside his body than the young man.

With a muffled sound, He Taoist crossed his sword over his chest and floated back!

Sean sat on the ground, dry right hand holding a small arm thick branch, earlier when Taoist He sword stabbing, also do not know this old man is using what technique, actually gave up his left shoulder of the empty door, and in the impossible angle, will be in the hands of the branch ruthlessly cut in the shin of Taoist He.

The front end of the branch in his hand had already been smashed to smithereens and jagged, so one could imagine the power of this stick.

Daoist He only felt a sharp pain in his left leg, his face, which was already white, turned even whiter, his right hand still held the hilt of his sword steadily, but his left leg, which had received a blow from the tree stick, began to tremble.

He had thought that by relying on his own super strength of the ninth grade, to kill a body burst of old injuries, sleepy and powerless old man, is a very easy thing, although he knew that the other party is Sean, that year the horror of the Sean, he therefore did a very full preparation, but still did not think that the old man’s shot was so elusive, bizarre and inexplicable!

Sean coughed twice and said, “My leg was broken by the boy surnamed Fan, so I must first beat your leg a little, even if the beating is not broken ……”

Words have not finished, He Taoist swung his sword again on, sword like a swimming dragon momentum, swimming in the trapped sitting on the ground around Sean, at this time he has long put down any gullible heart, purely in the face of a master master level master of the mentality, careful to cope with the.

He Taoist sword art and the world’s common school is completely different, is said to be inherited from the north of the mountain of a certain hu man, the potential as a dragon like fierce, but between the occasional light meaning, but with the bitter lotus lineage of the nature of the reason is compatible, it is said that in the sword into the after he had asked in the bitter lotus, benefited a great deal.

And Sean at this time in his hands only a wooden stick, action is not convenient, trapped in the city of worry.

Rarely, Sean hand the branch is like a viper’s letter general, in their own body around the stretching out, occasionally stabbed out the horizontal strikes, in a weird place to see the sharpness, so that Taoist He can only retreat to avoid a way. But He Daoren real qi gradually rise, the sword possessed, the air began to emit a buzzing sound, Sean’s hands of the wooden stick is ultimately unable to enemy.

Thumbing dozens of sound sound, sword and stick intersection, Sean’s hands of the branch immediately turned into countless floating in the air of the wooden flotsam.

Sean explored his hand beside his body, a branch in his hand, hand from the right side of the diagonal stabbing, broken He Taoist soul-searching sword.

He came from the mountains, brought a bundle of firewood, just these wet branches will always run out of the day.

I don’t know how long it took, but at the end of the mountain road, the heat was already rising, and the sun began to spread its rays. Sean’s body tattered single garment is full of east a west a narrow mouth, inside the blood seeping out, between the chest and abdomen there are a few deeper wounds, and even can see the flesh and blood that he was torn by the sword, just at this time the old man has lost too much blood, so these wounds are a little whitish.

Around his body, there is a layer of mosquito fly wings and limbs, these insects do not know how to die, sniffing the smell of blood, but in a few moments was involved in the sword qi and real power, twisted into pieces.

Five paces away in front of Sean, Taoist He stood with his sword, a trace of blood halo emerged on his pale face, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword finally showed a trace of trembling. His days were not good either, the black plain shirt on his body had long been chopped into a mess of cloth by those wet branches beside Sean, and his body had wounds everywhere, and what was even more horrifying was that the wounds were surrounded by the mori fine stubble of those fresh branches.

“Come out, the boy surnamed Fan won’t come.”

Taoist He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not thinking that this old man’s desire to survive was so strong, but seeing that Sean’s death was imminent and the expected Southern Qi people still did not make a move, he finally couldn’t help but beckon his companion.

Sean’s eyelids lifted airily, glanced at the enemy who had been hidden from view, and said, “Bitter Lotus called out to these latecomers as much as he could, it’s a bit of a disgrace to the old man.”

The man approached in silence, holding a curved sword in each hand, and what was especially horrifying was the many thin steel spikes molded into the blade’s surface, which looked just like the wounds on He Daoren’s body.

He silently bowed to Xiao En and said, “Sister Haitang sent Mr. Xiao all the way back to the capital, because of His Majesty’s strict order, so he couldn’t make a move, today Mr. escaped from the prison, the late generation had no choice but to make a move, I hope that Mr. will forgive me.”

Xiao En laughed coldly, “Bitter Lotus’s disciples and grandchildren have really learned this set of bluffs of his. On the surface, they are highly benevolent, but secretly, they are highly treacherous, they are just looking for a reason to kill me, why do they have to talk so innocently?”

This person was Bitter Lotus’ first disciple, the emperor’s martial arts teacher Wolf Peach. Seeing Sean’s words about his family teacher, he was not in a position to say more, and with a mistake of both wrists, the two curved swords in his hands transformed into two masses of black light, and enveloped towards Sean’s head!

Sean suddenly let out a wild cry!

Practicing nearly fifty years of pure internal force finally broke out at this moment, only to see his palms flat push, in the unlikely place to attack into the Wolf Peach’s knife wind, palm wind harsh, if he let him this double palm shoot dead, I’m afraid that the Wolf Peach’s wrists will be immediately broken.

Wolf Peach silent, but a turn of the wrist, the two sharp-edged scimitar in the hands of the very strange spin back, the back of the knife knocked into the back of Sean’s hand!

Snorting two sounds sounded at the same time, the back of Sean’s hand was immediately picked off by the steel spikes on the two curved knives, but at the same time, Sean’s palms were also passed in.

Wolf Peach even at this moment, is still expressionless, both hands a loose knife handle, both palms pushed over flat. After a light sound, the age difference of half a son of a pair of palms ruthlessly struck together, this is not half a trace of fancy to speak of, purely strength of the competition.

Wolf peach as a bitter lotus first disciple, is the spirit of the momentum is the peak of the time, and Sean was imprisoned for many years, subjected to the world’s suffering, has long been no longer the courage of the year, compared to the end of the wolf peach won a point.

Swish sound, wolf peach palm back Sean, wrist shake, knife again, chopping to Sean’s shoulders, the original two handles in his hands scimitar, there is a fine chain tied on the wrist!

Two knife light splash to Sean, reflecting the high red sun, looks horrible.

Dying Sean don’t know from where suddenly got the power, eyes rolled over, middle finger slightly flexed, to the sky, top of the Wolf Peach with supreme power of the lower edge of the hands!

Right at this moment, countless strong winds rang out, a person like a gray dragon generally from the grass behind the diagonal rushed up to the sky, directly to kill the two sides in the battle!

Daoist He had been standing with his sword, waiting for this moment, waiting for Fan Xian to come out!

He held his sword with both hands, and his long-held heavenly sword chopped down vertically from his head to his feet, without any unnecessary maneuvers!

There was a hissing sound, and the air was cut open by the sword, not to mention the person who lunged over at high speed.

But he did not know that he wanted to chop that person, is one of the world’s most powerful figures to avoid the body, only to see the figure in the air extremely strange twist, in the case of no borrowed power, like a shadow, actually was born to avoid the past!

Or as the old saying goes, the more the five bamboo strikes, the less likely Fan Xian is to be struck.

A sword chopped in the air, Taoist He’s chest was stuffy, and the countless sounds of breaking air came to him, he forcefully retracted his sword and came back, slashing three times horizontally, knocking down most of the hidden weapons, and when the hidden weapons landed on the ground, he realized that they were some broken rocks.

He forcefully retracted his sword and returned, his blood veins shook greatly, and he couldn’t help but have a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat. He forced himself to swallow it down, and when his body stagnated slightly, three black awns shot down from above his head at a rapid pace!

At this time the distance between the two is too close, Taoist He flipped his wrist, the tip of the sword is extremely accurate to knock in the three black mango, just the last sword force is not enough, the true qi a little pause, the crossbow arrow although the force, but the direction did not change too much, diagonally rubbing his thighs into the grass!

So close! It was only then that Daoist He realized that Fan Xian was so difficult to deal with, and he looked back with a shocked face.

Fan Xian had forcibly reversed his stance in the air to avoid the sword that Daoist He had been building up for a long time, and the price he paid was great. Even though his meridians were too much wider than the average martial arts practitioner, he still couldn’t stop his heart’s blood from rushing backward, and his true qi was rushing through his meridians like it was being torn apart.

He didn’t have the dignity of a martial artist, the person was still in mid-air swiping towards that expert with the dual swords, but a mouthful of blood sprayed out, looking wretched and miserable, but instantly unblocked his meridians.

At this time, Wolf Peach’s terrifying double knives had already cut deeply into Sean’s shoulders!

Fan Xian let out a strange cry, and while he was in mid-air, he had already pulled out half of his long knife from his back and chopped it towards the back of Wolf Peach’s head.

Wolf Peach seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and with a swish, he drew his sword back, the tip of the scimitar hitting Fan Xian’s hilt half a foot up, which was the most vulnerable part of the blade.

Fan Xian, in this instant, discarded his sword, lucked out, and threw out his fists, two of his best black fists, transforming into two swimming dragons, striking at Wolf Peach’s solar plexus, not caring that the tip of the other party’s sword was pointed at his belly. He knew that against an expert of this caliber, he must be steady, accurate and ruthless, not leaving a way out for himself, nor for the other party.

Wolf Peach haughtily looked back, a cold light in his eyes, and his palms staggered, sealing Fan Xian’s fists. Powerful qi intersected, the domineering true qi that had been passed down from the Nameless Kung Fu Technique and the Tianyi true qi that had been passed down from the Bitter Lotus finally facing each other head on at this moment.