The surging sword air swirled out, covering everyone like the Yangtze River, but the swordsman himself remained motionless. Longcheng's knife swung out, but Ren was still there. Whether it is the grandeur of power or the agitation of true qi, the sword he issued can be used as a model for swordsmen, and it is completely the unique style of a super master. But the knife did not cause any real damage. Longcheng's body skills and sword skills do not match. Especially when he twisted his waist and swung the knife, his feet were completely motionless.
But in an instant, everyone discovered that something was wrong with Longcheng, and the strange sight in front of him shocked everyone's sight - Longcheng's whole person seemed to be disintegrating, no, disintegration or something earlier, his state seemed to be re-opening. combination.
He was dressed in black, and his body seemed to have turned into a black fog that made it impossible for people to see clearly. Only those bright eyes remained terrifying. The strange state of the black mist did not last long, and the black mist gradually dissipated, revealing his appearance in black clothes again. Everything is no different from before swinging the knife.
Tang Ye seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he didn't realize what was wrong.
The emperor shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost, take it!" The two Qianlong Seventeens shouted, and led a team of golden armored guards to charge up.
Only Bai Lian pondered for a moment, then shouted: "No! He just took out a knife! Come back!"
"If you move casually, you will bleed a lot."
Longcheng didn't panic, and put the knife into the sheath once. It made a crisp sound, which seemed to be boring.
"You guys have already been shot."
A number of blood pillars rose into the sky in the hall, and the people who rushed to Longcheng all fell into one place in the middle of the run, and they collided.
Whether it was the Golden Armored Guard, the Seventeen Qianlong Warriors, Tang Ye and the others, or even Master Zi, suddenly a large hole was opened on his body, blood gushed out, and the smell of blood filled the entire hall for a while. Turned out to be a knife to everyone.
Among the four Hidden Dragons and Seventeen Soldiers, the swords were the deepest, and they were all critical. Although the wounds from the swords were not serious, the sword qi went straight to the acupoints, the true qi was blocked, and the blood flow continued. Although he tried his best to stop the bleeding, his combat power inevitably plummeted to less than half of his usual level. The golden armor guards were in a very miserable situation. They were wearing golden armor and were difficult to cut through with a knife, so Longcheng directly wiped their necks with a knife. All the ten or so golden armored guards died of anger.
The Emperor and Lord Zi also had a shallow cut on their chests, but the injuries were far less severe than those of the others.
In the audience, Longcheng wanted to cut down the emperor the most, followed by Bai Lian and Tang Ye, two people who were called Demon Sect.
It's just that he has a knot in his heart for the emperor, but he can't get it right. But Master Zi was simply not able to cut too deep because he didn't have enough energy in the end. If the first sword is to take the emperor's father and son first, the two of them will not even die.
Bai Lian and Tang Ye were both stabbed in the shoulder, and Long Cheng seriously wanted to teach these two younger generations a lesson. Therefore, as soon as the sword is drawn, their arms will be removed.
Unexpectedly, Bai Lian's extraordinary skills are better than induction, and his body naturally shrinks his arms when he encounters foreign killing intent, and he fails to slash. This is the body's natural reaction, and even she herself is only slightly aware of it. Tangye, on the other hand, used his Iron Palm Kung Fu because he was in a state of preparation, and his arms were as hard as iron and steel. What Longcheng took was an ordinary blade, and what he slashed at Tangye was the first knife full of murderous intent. Just hurt.
But the power of his sword was so powerful that no one could have imagined it beforehand.
The emperor put away his contempt, turned his inner strength around, and found that his true qi was running smoothly, and said calmly: "What kind of swordsmanship are you...?"
Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, Longcheng said indifferently: "How can you understand the essence of the sword magic sword technique. If you fall into my hands, I will cut you thousands of pieces. Now I can let you go, as long as you promise me one condition..."
"presumptuous!"
Several Qianlong seventeen soldiers and the emperor who were present saw a woman with a very bright face grabbing it out. The figure is slim, slender and slender, all of which are the demeanor of a stunning beauty. Teach people to be restrained before they can resist the temptation to look at her figure. But seeing her charming eyes, with the magic energy of seducing the soul, made people reluctant to leave.
Bai Lian let out a low voice, with a ghostly movement, one jumped over to grab Long Cheng, and pushed his chest straight with a palm, saying that he would hit him. The strong wind suddenly rose, and suddenly, Longcheng had to take a step back.
Bai Lian didn't give him any chance to breathe. The plain hands of white Ruoxue were like a hurricane, and the straight and slender legs were wrapped in women's clothes, showing a concave and convex curve, which made people feel unbearable. The bottom of the hand is surprisingly hard. Director Bai's palms are like flowers, elegant and elegant, but they are fast, skillful, accurate, and ruthless. The lethality is not inferior to the number of ways to open and close, and the attacking Longcheng can't move his hand to draw a knife. Longcheng is good at swordsmanship, and it is extremely inconvenient for Bai Lian to be empty-handed. In particular, she said that she would fight, and she was not afraid of the fortitude of the sword magic, which surprised Longcheng even more.
Bai Lian and him tumbled and dismantled more than forty moves, and the fight was extremely tight, and outsiders had no way to help. But if it weren't for this, Longcheng would have drawn his sword long ago. With his unpredictable and unstoppable sword technique, no one in the arena could control him.
Longcheng's palm is not an opponent of Bai Lian, and he gradually falls behind. Here he is still surrounded by enemies, and he can't help but feel restless. With enough internal strength, he slammed the palm of his hand, and he was about to force Bai Lian and him to see the difference in true power.
However, Bai Lian suddenly leaned back and avoided Longcheng's palm, her delicate waist was as soft as bone. She is wearing women's clothes today, and the bundles are tighter than usual. The beauty of her thigh lines has long been revealed, which has made these stinky men cheap for a long time. And this twisted waist, the cloth was tightly bound, and two waist pockets appeared, making it even more obvious that the two petals under the waist were towering, like a cloud peak. Director Bai has never dressed up as a woman, but once in a while, the man present almost dropped his eyeballs, but he didn't even notice it.
Bai Lian dodged the palm weakly, and the toes turned up at this moment, pointing directly at the waist. This was unexpected, Longcheng hurriedly dodged, but with a proper sound, the long knife around his waist was kicked out by Bai Lian.
It turned out that Bai Lian saw that this move could not be performed without a long knife, and tried to get rid of his weapon.
Longcheng quickly retreated, but was secretly surrounded by four injured Qianlong Seventeen soldiers. Although they have less than half of their fighting power, they can join forces to besiege, and it is not without threat to Longcheng.
Bai Lian's eyes were full of murderous intent: "These two are the emperor and the prince of the dynasty, you foolish man, how dare you hurt the dragon body!"
Longcheng looked at the saber that had gone away, as if he was re-evaluating the strength of the enemy, and said in a low voice: "Even if I am empty-handed, I can use 'Death Like the Wind'."
"You can try again. Your knife failed to hit our house just now, so it can be seen that there are still flaws. We will not give you another chance."
Bai Lian's Qiushui Jiantong stared at him, the corners of his brows and eyes were so charming that he couldn't help but speak a peerless elegance. Although unintentional to be charming, it is even more seductive. At this glance, even Tang Ye, who had never been very interested in women's sex, couldn't help but take a second glance.
"The next knife is used, if we don't die, you will die."
Longcheng shrugged and said, "I'm not sure I can hit you, but I'm sure I can hit other people. If you want to kill me, you can, but more than half of the people here will die. Among them, your emperor may be included. Do you want to bet?"
Bai Lian fell into silence. After all, the emperor was here, and she had no right to make such a big decision.
The emperor resolutely said: "General Manager Bai, let go and fight. I will never be threatened in my life. If I want to kill me, it depends on whether he has the ability!"
Bai Lian was still a little confused, and Master Zi was also here. He was injured just now, and it was impossible for her to ignore the situation of Lord Zi and let her go.
Just at the stalemate, I suddenly heard screams outside.
"Longcheng! Come and save the old man!"
Long Cheng, Bai Lian and the others were startled. Isn't this... Kong Duan's voice
Chapter 51: The End: I Am Tragedy
Speaking of Kong Shangshu's side, it is different from Longcheng's 'Death Like the Wind', which is really another strange scene.
The old man was only eight fights tall, with bright eyes and quick thinking. From the very first moment he saw the appearance of the emperor, he made a precise judgment: Since the emperor has the heart to deal with himself, it is bound to be impossible for him to come alone. It has long been surrounded by experts. The decision cannot be safe, and the only way out is to join forces with the reinforcements of the old man, and then there is a chance of victory.
So when he was in the decisive battle with Bai Lian and others in Longcheng, he slipped away first. Kong Shangshu's subordinates saw that he was going to follow him as soon as he left, but he was strictly rejected by Kong Shangshu, who had no omission. After saying that, he stooped and walked away, his handsome back as if three pieces of dog-skin plaster were attached to his back, shivering forward in some indescribable strange asynchronous method.
The reason is of course because Kong Shangshu did not believe that Longcheng could defeat the many masters brought by the emperor at all, and ordered the men in the courtyard not to follow, of course, to stay here to stop the emperor's golden guards from rushing in. The cooperative relationship between Kong Shangshu and Longcheng has been maintained for less than two years, and he does not have a deep understanding of him, nor in terms of strength. He believed in himself and the Feiyuntang warriors he had trained.
Kong Duan sneaked into other dwellings from the secret door of the mansion, and when he was about to enter Feiyuntang, he encountered Lu Shangfei.
Kong Duan blinked: "Why are you?"
Lu Shangfei wanted to breathe fire in his eyes, waved his hand and said, "Old Kong Duan! I can't live with you! Brothers with guns, sticks, knives and forks, don't be polite, tear this old man apart. Throw it in the pen and feed the pigs!" The twenty or so strong men under his hands quickly formed a surrounding net with the guys, for fear that the fish would escape from any corner.
As soon as Kong Duan looked at Lu Shangfei, he immediately knew what had happened. Since Yang Lianhua was also captured today, he must not have been able to hide the matter of Lu Xia's departure. Kong Duan did not learn martial arts in his life, so where are these strong men's opponents, he rolled his eyes and came to his mind.
"Wait a minute!" Kong Duan shouted, majestic, and said sternly: "Shangfei, what are you doing? The old man is being pursued by the enemy, so it's fine if you don't help. Why do you have to turn around and attack the old man? ?"
"Help? You fucking want me to help? When you killed my brother, why didn't you think about the hard work I've done for you all these years?" Lu Shangfei held a steel knife in his hand and pointed at Kong Duan. Panting like a cow, he said, "Today I have you but not me! Everyone, give it to me!"
"Wait a minute, why did you kill your brother? Do you mean to go down? He is still in the capital, how do you say the old man killed him?"
"All, all stop!" Lu Shangfei hurriedly stopped everyone and said confusedly: "What did you say? Go down... My second brother is not dead yet?"
"Of course he didn't die." Kong Duan slapped his thigh against his temperament, and said proudly: "Who did you hear that he died. He is doing things for the old man, how can the old man not protect him well. He is still safe and secure now. Steady in the capital, how can you say that the old man killed him?"
Kong Duan's face was serious, and he made the story darker than ink.
"The ghost and mythical creatures are insidious and cunning, and the old man has a lot of plans, so how can we stop being on guard. On that day, I negotiated with Xia Zuo, and I will perform a play in front of the Yang Lianhua. I will fight against the Yang Lianhua's palm and pretend to be injured. The appearance of wanting to die will cause Yang Lianhua to kill the court officials. We all know this. It is just for the sake of confidentiality and cannot tell you. As for the injury of the next walk, the old man will naturally have a brilliant doctor to rescue him after the incident. Well, in the capital, why do you think he's dead? Who told you he's dead?"
Lu Shangfei was stunned by Kong Duan's arrogant and arrogant talk. After all, he had never seen Lu Xiago's body with his own eyes, and it was only a matter of two days after hearing the news, and he was silently reluctant to admit this fact in his heart. For a while, the expressions on his face were splendid, ranging from surprise to surprise, and worried that Kong Duan was lying. There were five or six colors and seven or eight expressions on his face, forming a hodgepodge.
"You, what you said is true? He's not dead yet? You didn't lie to me?"