There were at least twenty flying needles in that handful. Yan Liqiang waved his hands at the fastest speed and released all the flying needles in less than half a second.
The flying needles flew towards Mo Leng from all angles, including his head, neck, back, chest, abdomen, arms, and legs... Some of the flying needles even flew towards Mo Leng's hips and below the knees from a tricky angle.
The flying needles were poisoned, and as long as one hit the target, Yan Liqiang would win.
But Yan Liqiang still underestimated the ability of a martial arts master, or rather, he had no idea how strong a martial arts master could be. And Mo Leng was not just an ordinary martial arts master, but a master who was about to advance to a great martial arts master, much stronger than Yan Liqiang.
In a flash, when the flying needle was less than two meters away from Mo Leng, Mo Leng, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body instantly fell to the side like a drunk, and then a sword light appeared beside him.
"Ding... Ding... Ding..." A series of tiny ding sounds seemed to sound at the same time.
Half of Yan Liqiang's flying needles fell to the ground, one half hit the air, and the other half was shattered by Mo Leng's sword light.
Just now, if Mo Leng was just a warrior, or a dragon-tiger warrior, he would have found it difficult to escape Yan Liqiang's flying needles, but unfortunately, this Mo Leng was too strong.
"who… "
With a cold shout, the white-haired Mo Leng rushed towards Yan Liqiang like lightning.
Yan Liqiang waved his hand, and two more needles flew towards Mo Leng. At the same time, he rushed towards the cave entrance, pretending to escape.
The two flying needles in the air continued to be crushed by the long sword in Mo Leng's hand. Just with this quick glance, Mo Leng had already seen Yan Liqiang with his face covered with a black scarf, and immediately chased after Yan Liqiang.
Compared to the place with a big pit in the belly of the mountain, the passage of the cave, which is less than two meters high, is long and narrow, and can only accommodate two people at a time.
Mo Leng chased him relentlessly, while Yan Liqiang used his Nine Palace Wind Shadow Steps, continuously releasing flying needles behind him while running away. In just a few breaths, the two of them rushed to the middle of the passage in the mountain, one in front and one behind.
While running quickly, when he felt that Mo Leng was only more than ten meters away from him, Yan Liqiang took out the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon hidden on his body, then turned around in the air while running quickly, and aimed the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon at Mo Leng who was rushing towards him.
Yan Liqiang's face suddenly changed when he saw Mo Leng rushing towards him.
The life and death of both parties was decided in an instant.
Yan Liqiang pressed the trigger of the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon towards Mo Leng, and Mo Leng shouted and threw the sword in his hand towards Yan Liqiang.
A blazing white dragon of fire swept towards Mo Leng. In this narrow passage, the dragon of fire occupied every inch of space, making it impossible to avoid it. The scorching heat made Yan Liqiang feel like he was standing in front of a steelmaking furnace.
Mo Leng's sword flew through the flames and towards Yan Liqiang's chest.
The flames swept over the long sword, causing it to slow down in the tunnel. During this slowdown, Yan Liqiang felt a sharp aura flying in front of him. Without thinking, he used the metal tube of the Thunder Dragon Cannon in his hand as a hidden weapon to smash the sword light. He turned around and rushed to the side without thinking...
As soon as he heard a scream in his ear, Yan Liqiang felt his arm go cold, and his whole body was blown backwards by a huge inertia and fell heavily to the ground.
The final process of the entire life-and-death duel was over in less than a second.
Yan Liqiang, who had fallen to the ground, turned his head and saw that the long sword thrown by Mo Leng was stuck in the ground next to him, shaking constantly. The tip of the long sword had just pierced through several layers of clothes he was wearing and stuck to the skin of his arm, leaving a bloody mark on his arm and causing him to fall to the ground.
"Ah..." A shrill scream echoed in the cave. A fireman covered in white flames screamed, his hands and feet flailing wildly, and rushed towards Yan Liqiang like a headless fly, shouting frantically, "I'm going to kill you, kill you..."
Mo Leng's entire body was enveloped in a strange flame, and even his face could not be seen.
Yan Liqiang was lying on the ground, and before he could get up, two flying needles flew over and sank into the human figure wrapped in flames.
"I want to kill..." The screams in the cave stopped all of a sudden. The figure wrapped in flames knelt on the ground less than ten meters away from Yan Liqiang, and then fell to the ground, motionless, like a piece of burning dry firewood, quietly burning in the cave.
Yan Liqiang lay on the ground, gasping for breath for a while before he reached out and pulled out the long sword that was stuck in the ground through several layers of his clothes, and then he got up.
Thinking about the lightning-fast scene just now, recalling it, he himself couldn't help but feel a little thrilling. The so-called fighting for life was nothing more than this.
In the fight just now, first of all, he didn't expect that Mo Leng's sensory reaction was so quick and agile. He could even escape his flying needle attack in the process of practicing martial arts. Secondly, he didn't expect that Mo Leng had the trick of throwing the sword before his death, especially the last one. If it weren't for the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon that slowed down the speed of the sword, and if it weren't for his own sensitivity and reaction speed trained by practicing hidden weapon skills, Mo Leng's last blow would definitely have pierced his chest.
Of course, the one who least expected it was Mo Leng. No matter what, Mo Leng had never expected that Yan Liqiang would carry such a terrifying weapon as the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon. It was precisely because of the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon that Yan Liqiang turned around and fled after missing the attack. He was not really running, but to lead him to the middle of the cave so that the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon could exert its greatest power in such a space.
Yan Liqiang survived and Mo Leng died. This was the final outcome. A martial arts master was killed by Yan Liqiang in such a strange cave.
Yan Liqiang took Mo Leng's sword and came to Mo Leng's body, which was still burning. He raised the sword and stabbed Mo Leng's body dozens of times again as if to vent his anger, making Mo Leng die. Then he turned around and picked up the remaining metal cylinder of the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon, turned around and quickly left the cave...
Outside the cave, it was still eerie and terrifying. What just happened in the cave took less than half a minute, and there were still some twists and turns in the cave, so nothing could be seen from the outside.
Two minutes later, Yan Liqiang arrived at a small ravine covered with weeds and scattered with corpses outside the mass grave. He threw down the sword in his hand and the remaining metal cylinder of the Thunder Dragon Cannon. Then, in the blink of an eye, Yan Liqiang's figure disappeared into the darkness.
When Yan Liqiang quietly returned to the small courtyard of Wuyang Village, the "firewood" in the cave was burning smaller and smaller, gradually turning into a pile of ashes, leaving nothing behind...
(End of this chapter)