In the dull explosion, Wen Leyang's fist collided with the ugly young man's sheathed Tang sword without any fancy. WWw.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.COm
The two people screamed strangely at the same time, and Wen Leyang felt that everything around him, including the sky, the earth, the strange rocks, the giant trees, and so on, were smashed into his body with this knife, almost crushing his bones and flesh. The ugly young man felt an entanglement of coldness and heat, like a torrent formed by the convergence of lava from the center of the earth and ice from the far north, rushing up the long knife and fiercely piercing the meridians and blood vessels.
With one blow, the two young men seemed to have drank eighteen jars of strong wine in one breath. Their faces were red and their eyes were distracted. They each swayed in circles twice, and then sat down on the ground at the same time.
As soon as they sat down, the two people immediately jumped up again. Wen Leyang's hands and feet twitched and his whole body shook violently. His wrong fists activated the power of life and death poison, annihilating the power of heaven and earth that invaded his body layer by layer.
The ugly young man was like a madman, holding a knife in both hands and banging it against the ground desperately. The life-and-death poison was forced out of the scabbard by him, and the golden-brown land immediately turned into strange black and white mottled colors, not gray, but black and white. It's white, with clear and tangled lines.
After a while, the two brothers straightened their backs and their eyes became clear again.
The ugly young man swept away his indifferent expression, which was replaced by excitement and interest. He raised his sparse eyebrows and said, "Haha, is it the stone you injured?" He held his hands still in their sheaths as he spoke. With his long sword, he shouted with joy: "Come again!"
The scabbard turned sideways and fit again and pounced!
The long knife roared, causing ripples in the air. Everything around it became ferocious with the swing of the long knife. The stern momentum was dense and enchanting, clinging to the blade in the air-piercing roar! But in an instant, the ugly young man integrated with everything around him. What he was wielding was no longer a knife, but the sky, the earth, strange rocks and giant trees. He roared and rushed towards Wen Leyang!
The sound of the jade knife wrapped around the ring was like a wooden stake, and it was hammered hard into Wen Leyang's eardrum: "This kid uses the knife to gain momentum. Considering his age, he is pretty good! But when will he be able to practice using the knife to hide the posture? Make it a success!"
Wen Le** is not fighting with one person, but with a small world of its own! Although the giant trees and rocks remained motionless, they all burst out with a sharp momentum like a knife. Led by the ugly young man, they all attacked Wen Leyang from all directions.
Wen Leyang has no time to talk to Bao Huan now. With one fist, he screamed and the poison of life and death surged. A wrong punch spreads out. He is like an angry bird. Every shock is like mercury pouring down the ground, dozens or hundreds of consecutive hits. Every blow ripples with life-and-death poison almost all over the body! The momentum of the small world surges like a knife. But as soon as he came into contact with Wen Leyang's body. It was like snowflakes falling on the stove. It disappeared without leaving even a trace!
The ugly young man's sword skills made him blend into the surroundings. Heaven is him, earth is him, everything is him; but Wen Leyang's wrong fist plucked himself out of heaven and earth. Heaven is heaven and earth is earth. You are yourself. Two young men of about the same age. The secret skill used is Xuan Bing versus Lie Yan. Completely the opposite approach.
Without words or actions, Chi Maojiu, Luo Wanggen and others would not be able to see clearly the figures of the two people. I just felt like a trance was spinning and fighting in front of me. Violent loud noises and sharp screams became a mess. If you want to help, you just can't get involved.
Wen Leyang played ping-pong with the ugly young man. But now both brothers are grinning. The left eye flashed with pain. The right eye bloomed with excitement. They both felt the same. It's like two dolls pinching each other. You pinch my belly and I bite your shoulder. The harder you push, the more it hurts. The more pain I got, the harder I pushed. Neither one is willing to let go of the other first.
After fighting for who knows how long. The two people shouted loudly at the same time. Wen Leyang kicked the ugly young man in the abdomen. And the opponent's scabbard made a strange move in mid-air. Bypassing Wen Leyang's arms protecting his head. Hit him hard on the back. Both men face down together. It hit the ground with a bang. Finally the battle group was temporarily separated.
Although facing 6 at the same time. But in comparison, Wen Leyang suffered a loss... Wen Leyang was slightly stronger than his opponent. Disfigured at the same time. Ugly young people take advantage.
Only then did Wen Leyang's fellow travelers swarm forward. Xiao Yi took the lead and used a loudspeaker to hold the ugly young man firmly: "Don't move!"
It took the ugly young man a long time to sit up, and he waved the loudspeaker aside with a nonchalant wave of his hand: "Don't make trouble." Then he swayed, covering his lower abdomen with his hands, his face turned green, and he still couldn't stand up.
Wen Leyang was in a similar situation to him. Sitting on the ground, grinning, trying to reach back for his back. No matter what, I couldn't touch it, so I could only puff out my chest and take a breath from between my teeth.
The ugly young man held his belly and waited for a long time. Suddenly he burst into laughter, his lower abdomen trembled as if there were countless knives poking into it, and the hearty laughter was mixed with countless pains.
While Wen Leyang was scolding the other person for being crazy in his heart, he couldn't help but laugh a few times. His whole body ached so much that his back felt like it wanted to split, but bursts of joy and comfort came from the bones. Welling up. Ever since he mastered Wrong Boxing, he has dealt with all the enemies that were dangerous, either with powerful magic weapons or with profound spells, but none of them had been so satisfying.
The life-and-death struggle just now was more like a competition of skills between a pair of brothers. The fight was extremely fierce, and in the end they were all exhausted, but no one could do anything to the other.
After the ugly young man finished laughing, he raised an eyebrow happily and said to Wen Leyang: "I made a mistake, you don't think you are an ordinary person! It's wonderful, it's wonderful!"
Wen Leyang didn't understand what was so wonderful. Seeing Xiao Yi's big horn firmly stopping the opponent, he felt more at ease and said honestly: "I should have lost, because your knife hasn't been unsheathed yet."
Unexpectedly, the ugly young man shook his head indifferently: "You didn't lose, my sword couldn't be unsheathed!" As he said this, he pulled out the Tang Dao.
Everyone let out an unexpected sigh. The sheath is not a knife at all. There is a thin piece of wood attached to the long handle. The piece of wood is engraved with dense runes and cannot be used to cut people.
The ugly young man continued to explain with a smile: "I rely on it to summon power. It is a magic weapon. You cannot pull it out directly to hurt people."
Wen Leyang was a little strange: "If you tell us this, you won't be afraid..."
The ugly young man laughed and said: "Afraid you will hurt me? Why did you hurt me?"
Wen Buzuo smiled like a villain: "You came to cause trouble first, so it is natural for us to kill you."
The ugly young man didn't take it seriously at all: "I heard someone coming in, and I was so itchy that I came out to compete. Besides, you have to work really hard. Even if you want to run now, it's just a matter of luck. You want to hurt me, hehe." He said He shook his head, glanced at everyone, and finally raised his finger and pointed at the loudspeaker: "Is this the only thing you can rely on?"
Wen Leyang knew that he was telling the truth, and when he started fighting with him, he could not intervene due to the abilities of others. It's like two wolves fighting, and it's useless for one of them to have a group of rabbits behind him. But when I saw him pointing at the big speaker with disdain, I still couldn't help but laugh. Everyone laughed, especially Xiao Yi, whose smile was as beautiful as a flower, which was so beautiful that people were stunned.
The ugly young man saw them smiling maliciously, and his expression was horrified: "Are there any of you like him?" He pointed at Wen Leyang.
The ugly young man's eyes kept turning on Wen Buzuo and Xiao Yi, fearing that they might look like ordinary people like Wen Leyang. But his strength is enough to defeat decent masters on the path of cultivation.
Wen Leyang coughed twice and stood up reluctantly with the help of his brother. The poison of life and death happily circulated and quickly repaired his body: "You just come to compete?"
The ugly young man's injuries seemed to be healing quickly. His face had improved a lot: "I was practicing here, and I heard the roar of the Golden Nest. I knew someone was coming, so I came over to try the moves." He pointed to Wen Leyang's fist: "What kind of power is in your fist? It's poisonous and cruel, but it's not as strong and sharp as a venomous snake or Yinren. It's hard, heavy, and powerful! My sword power can't trap you."
Wen Bu is also a martial arts fanatic. It was extremely rare to open his mouth and ask: "Sword power?"
The ugly young man didn't hide anything: "Use the sword to enter the force, and use the force to form a method. Fighting with me means fighting with everything around me. I have practiced the force of the sword, and I can use the sword to direct the force of heaven and earth."
Wen Leyang nodded, learning now and practicing now: "Using the sword to enter the posture is good, but only after you have mastered using the sword to hide the posture can it be considered a small success."
The ugly young man was proudly showing off his sword power, but after hearing Wen Leyang's words, he suddenly let out an ouch and stared at Wen Leyang with his eyes wide open. After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice trembling and confused: "Use the sword to enter the force, I am the world... Use the knife to hide the force, the world is me!" He was hiding here to practice, just to improve his cultivation, and he only thought about this. Taking advantage of the situation, when he suddenly heard the word "Zangshi", he felt the thunder in his ears shaking, and he knew it. A new realm is slowly emerging from the chaos. When you really grasp and understand this hidden potential, you will immediately improve your skills!
Another half day passed. The ugly young man regained consciousness and immediately asked Wen Leyang with eyes wide open: "What about the queen of hiding?"
Wen Leyang was dumbfounded. Bao Huan was silent now and laughed twice: "I'll wait until you master the Tibetan posture first... Well, why are you here?"
The ugly young man still had a pensive look on his face and seemed not to have heard Wen Leyang's words at all. Xiao Yi was impatient and poked him with a loudspeaker: "Hey!"
The ugly young man finally woke up like a dream: "Oh, oh, my name is Qin Zhui!"
Xiao Yi chuckled: "I didn't ask you what your name was!" Then he repeated Wen Leyang's words.
Qin Zhui also smiled a bit in shock: "The land of Jinxing is tough and stubborn, and it is least easy to be induced and borrowed by external forces. That's why I practice in the Golden Nest, which is the same as sailing against the current. If I can take advantage of the situation here, , I feel like a fish in water when I get outside.”
When Xiao Yi got tired of holding the big horn, Wen Buzuo replaced her with great discernment and continued to ask Qin Zhui: "Which sect are you from?"
Qin Zhui shrugged his shoulders: "There is no sect, no sect, just a casual cultivator. Master, he died young. I accidentally found this gold-selling den two years ago and came in to practice."
Wen Leyang exclaimed: "Aren't you a disciple of Yizigong?" He heard the old rabbit demon say that the masters of Yizigong entered Taoism through martial arts, and the three masters of Xia Mawei were best in the world with spears, knives and sticks. This Qin Zhui's cultivation level was quite high, and Wen Leyang preconceptionally thought that he was a disciple of Ma Laoer's disciple.
When Qin Zhui heard the word Yizi Palace, there was a strange look on his face that was incomprehensible. It was neither anger nor admiration. He shook his head and smiled: "No, the door and wall of Yizi Palace are too high, but You don't like me as a casual cultivator." Although he said it a bit bitterly. But there was no blame or meanness in his tone.
Wen Leyang was even more surprised: "I know a lot of casual cultivators, including Shui Jing Jifei, Hong Gu Gu, and Niu Lishi. Their cultivation levels are far inferior to yours."
Wen Leyang was talking about famous figures in the Sanxiu community, especially Jifei and Shui Jing. They had become famous all over the world since they rescued people in Mount Emei.
"My opponent is a queen from a famous family. She is very powerful..." Qin Zhui shook his head and changed the subject: "What are you doing here? Cultivating? Treasure hunting? There have been a lot of people here recently!"
Wen Leyang frowned slightly: "Who are all here?"
Wen Buzuo also continued to ask: "A few days ago we heard the roar of the Jinwo, who came in?"
Qin Zhui was a little indignant: "I don't know! These days, the roar of the gold nest is more frequent than the rooster crows. I have been practicing, and it was only yesterday that I was done. I didn't catch up with anyone!" It seemed that he didn't meet anyone who came in. It seemed as if he had suffered a big loss, but soon he smiled, and he forced out a sincere but extremely ugly smile. Pointing at Wen Leyang: "I finally blocked you today, not bad!"
Wen Buzu asked tentatively: "Have you ever seen a big bronze Buddha?"
Qin Zhui nodded: "He came earlier than me. Like me, he was just practicing beside the Jinpin Nest. He was over there." He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction: "It's quite far from here. Are you looking for him? Come here. It's too late, he's gone. I went to look for him as soon as I got out of confinement yesterday to confirm the proof, and then I found out that he was gone." When he spoke, an indignant look appeared again. It seemed that he wanted to fight but couldn't find anyone. It was a very aggrieved thing for him.
Wen Leyang was a little disappointed. Qin Zhui didn't see San Duan leave, so naturally he didn't know the big pangolin was coming.
Wen Buzuo chuckled. I’m also a little disappointed: if the demon monk hadn’t left three times, Qin Zhui’s death three times wouldn’t have been enough for him to fight.
Qin Zhui pointed back and pointed to the depths of the Golden Pin Nest: "You want to go in? The people inside are not simple. If you want to practice, being here is enough."
"People inside? What do you mean?" Wen Leyang, Wen Buzuo, and Wen Xiaoyi asked almost in unison, each with a look of concern.
Qin Zhui shook his head: "I don't know the details. I didn't practice for long when I first came here, and I got the news from inside. I was not allowed to go deeper, so as not to disturb their purity."
Wen Leyang leaned forward slightly: "What kind of person?"
Qin Zhui scratched his head: "I didn't see it. They used flying swords to pass the message."
Wen Buzuo sneered and provoked, "You won't go if they say they won't let you go?"
Qin Zhui smiled naturally: "This is enough for me to practice, why should I go in there?"
Wen Leyang took a breath and looked at each other with his companions. Before he came, he thought that Pinjin Nest was a secret and stern place where no one would be there at all, but now he realized that was not the case at all. There are practitioners at the door. A lot of people came in the past few days, and there seemed to be powerful hermits inside.
Wen Buzuo's face was a little gloomy. He whispered to Wen Leyang: "Maybe they are all people coming in, maybe they are people going out!"
On both sides of the river, there are huge rocks erected symmetrically. You have to break the stones when you come in, and the same goes when you go out. The Pinjin Nest roars to the sky, which may not necessarily mean that someone is coming in, but it may also be that someone is going out.
Wen Leyang nodded and said nothing more. Instead, he moved his body. He felt that the severe pain in his back was much better. He cupped his hands towards Qin Zhui and said, "Let's go!"
Qin Zhui was startled and jumped up from the ground as if he was electrocuted. He opened his arms to stop them: "Don't leave!"
Wen Buzuo was startled, and the loudspeaker almost caught fire. He stared wide-eyed and asked, "You are looking for death, aren't you?"
Qin Zhui ignored him at all and looked at Wen Leyang: "You are not allowed to leave until you tell what is behind the hidden force!"
Wen Leyang couldn't help but smile. He was just pretending. Of course he didn't know what was behind the hidden posture. He wrapped the jade knife in his ear and chuckled: "Don't tell!"
Wen Leyang repeated honestly: "Don't tell!"
"If I didn't tell you that you died inside, who would I be looking for?"
Wen Buzuo spat on the ground: "Stop talking nonsense!" He waved to the others, and the group walked around Qin Zhui and walked towards the depths of Pinjin Nest.
With a thought in his mind, Wen Leyang stopped and turned around and shouted to Qin Zhui: "If a big pangolin monster comes out, help me stop him, and I will come out and tell you..." The Pinjin Nest is too big, and Wen Leyang is afraid that he will get along with him. A large pangolin passes by.
Qin Zhui shook his head: "What if you can't come out? You speak first. Qin Zhui is a trustworthy person and will definitely help you!"
Wen Leyang nodded directly and said loudly: "After entering the potential, there is the hidden potential, and after the hidden potential, there is no potential!" This sentence was of course what Jade Dao Baohuan had just told him.
Qin Zhui was stunned for a moment, his ugly face was full of confusion, as if he couldn't figure it out at all. But after a moment, he still raised his head and waved to Wen Leyang: "I'm going to sit on the big rock right now!" After saying that, he turned around and ran. After running a few steps, he heard his footsteps: "I can only wait for you for one year. Ah, if you haven't come out after a year, I have to leave here, and my enemy is still waiting for me!"
Wen Leyang laughed and led everyone away. Wen Budo kept complaining about him: "Silly boy, you are so honest! Tell him so quickly, what can we do if he doesn't keep his word?"
Wen Leyang replied with a smile: "It would be best if he kept his word. If he didn't, we didn't expect anyone to help guard the exit. Meeting him was unexpected. If you can help with a little effort, please help." "
Jade Dao Huanhuan laughed: "A small effort? Your small effort is enough for him to think about it for a lifetime! It's okay for this kid to keep his word. If he doesn't keep his word, he will kill him even if he makes mistakes all over the world!"
Wen Buzuo hummed: "What you always say is so heroic and majestic."
Bao Huan was furious, howling and cursing...
The two men still led the way. Wen Buzuo returned the big horn to Xiao Yi. The group abandoned the zigzag pattern and accelerated towards the depths of the Pinjin Nest. The further inside they went, the heavier the aura of gold and iron became. The strange rocks are still rugged and the giant trees are still slanted, but the color has changed to a greenish-yellow copper color, and the texture is closer to metal than the texture at the edge of the entrance.
After traveling five or six miles, the terrain suddenly changed!
The Pinjin Nest was lifeless, with leaning rocks and trees. Although the atmosphere was weird, it was not messy, but here it was a mess. The huge and thick trees nearby were all broken abruptly, and some of the cuts were neatly made by the sharp weapons of magic weapons. Some were jagged and mottled, as if they had been slapped off by a giant beast. The towering boulders have also turned into debris and are spread on the ground in a mess. It was obvious that they had just experienced a catastrophe not long ago.
Xiao Yi and Chi Maojiu followed closely beside Wen Leyang, while the others dispersed quietly, each investigating intently.
Wen Buzuo remained stunned around a pile of scattered boulders. After a while, he began to turn over the scattered stones.
Wen Bu Shuo spread out his body and kept moving through the remains of giant trees and strange rocks.
Shisha seemed a little agitated. Keep walking around in the ruins. Stop now and then and stamp your feet. Luo Wanggen followed him, took out a notebook from his bag, and kept drawing.
The things in the Pinjin Nest are extremely hard. Let alone cultivators, even if ordinary people walked in, they would not leave any traces. If it hadn't been for a fierce battle here, even if they didn't say or do such things, they would still be there. I won't find anyone passing by here.
After several people were busy for a while, they finally stopped their movements and ran back to Wen Leyang. Wen Buzuo pointed to the huge pile of rocks he was playing with just now: "It turns out that this is a whole stone."
Xiao Yi rolled his eyes at him: "You have to say it!"
Wen Buzuo had a good relationship with Xiao Yi, and he smiled and didn't care: "But there are words on the stone! They are also ancient writings, and I don't recognize them!"
Xiao Yi was so surprised that he pulled Wen Leyang to the stone and immediately raised a thumbs up to Wen Buzuo with sincerity: "I have it for you!"
A mountain-like boulder was smashed into rubble by a huge force. Nothing could be seen at first. After Wen Budo's provocation, a complete stone surface was spelled out on the ground. On the stone surface were several large characters flying like dragons and phoenixes. , only Wen Leyang could see the whole picture by jumping high with Xiao Yi on his back.
"Those who trespass will die!" Xiao Yi gently read out the four characters engraved on the stone surface.
Wen Buyu held a handful of messy things in his hands and threw them all to the ground: "None of these things are from here!"
The things he collected were all sparkling. Guo Huan let out a laugh and told Wen Leyang: "They are all fragments of the flying sword. They are of the same color. It seems that they belong to the same sect!"
Luo Wanggen handed the notebook in his hand to Wen Leyang and explained in a low voice: "They were all stained with blood, but they were all removed later. There were five injured in total." After speaking, he paused and added: "My corpse can tell whose blood it is, and which drop comes out first, and which drop comes out last."
There is a picture in the book, starting from the bottom of the boulder where the trespasser died, and it outlines the movement trajectory of the injured in great detail. The end of each action trajectory is marked with a bright red cross.
Luo Wanggen seemed to smile bitterly: "The blood stains disappeared when they got here."
The jade sword wrapped in the ring laughed coldly: "That's because the whole person was shattered by the sharp magic weapon, and the divine form was completely destroyed!"
When all the clues are gathered together, it is not difficult to see that two groups of people once fought under the boulder that warned outsiders. One of the groups may be guards.
Wen Buzuo frowned and thought for a while before speaking: "Could it be Grandmaster Changli? We chased the big pangolin here and met the guards?"
The voice of the jade knife wrapped around the ring was full of contempt: "You still claim to be the disciple of Xiao Changli. Is Changli the kind of person who cleans up the blood after killing someone?"
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