"But------" Baili Lu wanted to tell Fang Yan that two people fighting one person was not a heroic act. He, the great hero Baili, would never do such a thing. It was too embarrassing. He was going to become a big shot who was a master of boxing.
But the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them, because this was not the first time he had done such a thing -
He was a little annoyed. After spending so much time with Fang Yan, he couldn't help but let him lower his moral standards to the horizon.
As Fang Yan spoke, his body suddenly jumped high.
His body was like a cannonball, flying backwards towards Bai Xiu who was hanging on the wall.
His body rolled in the air, and then he slapped Bai Xiu on the head.
call-----
The palm shadows were dim, as if there were countless Paiyun Palms trying to block and cover Bai Xiu.
Bai Xiu had been injured in the battle with Baili Lu.
He was stabbed in the chest by Fang Yan, and although the Taoist Song Chayang used a precious ancient book to ask the medical idiot Qin Wujie to save him, Qin Wujie was only a doctor after all, not a god. The sword marks were still there, and the injuries to his internal organs could not be fully recovered.
He was a wounded soldier, dragging his injured body to fight with Baili Lu, and used his true energy in the last blow, and he is still vomiting blood until now----
The blood that was vomited out was not only from new wounds, but also from old wounds.
The current situation is a combination of old injuries and new injuries, and the situation is already extremely dangerous.
For people like them, the chirping of insects and even the sound of flowers blooming can be felt. Naturally, he heard everything Fang Yan said.
He wanted to cover his mouth with blood and yell: When did I ever say I would fight two people at once? I'm already injured like this, and I still want to fight two people at once --- do you think I'm an idiot? Am I insulting you or are you insulting yourselves
Of course, Bai Xiu couldn't say such a thing. Because if he yelled and said that he didn't say such a thing, wouldn't it mean that he was afraid of Fang Yan and Baili Lu's joint efforts
He was indeed afraid, but he couldn't say such things. People want face, trees want bark, and dogs want a flowery coat. Men all want face, otherwise what kind of man are they
While Bai Xiu was struggling in agony, Fang Yan's body had already flown down from the highest point, like a shining meteor, illuminating everyone's eyes, and rushed towards him in an extremely graceful and beautiful posture.
The force is released before the palm arrives.
Bai Xiu's chest was hurting from the strong wind, and he could foresee how much damage it would cause when Fang Yan's Pai Yun Palm actually hit his chest.
I'm afraid that if he strikes me with one blow, my chest will be smashed and collapsed
Bai Xiu kicked the wall with his toes and his body flew backwards. The sword in his hand was pulled out of the wall.
His body spun 360 degrees in the air, and the sword in his hand danced so tightly that no wind or water could penetrate it.
Countless sword shadows were everywhere, and countless stars were lighting up.
The sword shadow and starlight enveloped the direction where Fang Yan was rushing, imprisoning his entire body.
At the same time, Baili Lu also climbed up from the ground and ran towards Bai Xiu's location.
Behind him, rocks were flying everywhere, like a huge explosion scene.
When he was about to reach Bai Xiu's position, he stomped his feet and his body soared into the sky.
Whoosh-----
His huge body turned into a cannonball and rushed towards Bai Xiu's figure in mid-air.
"Reverse punch-----"
He punched out, and his entire arm glowed with green light.
The green light was like a burning flame, spreading to his entire arm. Even his right cheek was stained with green light.
Baili Lu's sleeves turned into ashes in an instant, and fine powder floated in the air.
Fang Yan and Baili Lu attacked from the top and bottom respectively. The two of them attacked from both sides and encircled Bai Xiu like a meat pie.
boom-----
Baili Lu came from behind but arrived first and punched Bai Xiu in the lower body.
call-----
Fang Yan pushed out a palm, the surrounding air condensed, and the entire space was distorted.
Pah---
This is the sound of burning air, and there is a burnt smell filling the air.
Bai Xiu's robe fluttered, and his long hair, which had been bound by a black rope, spread out and flew in the wind.
His eyes were stern and his expression was solemn.
He knew that this was the most dangerous moment in his life.
It was even more dangerous than the moment when Fang Yan stabbed him with a sword while he was lying on the ground a few months ago.
The last time, he was just stabbed by Fang Yan. He thought he was dead, but he came back to life later.
However, the worst outcome is death.
If he couldn't handle the combined attack of Fang Yan and Baili Lu today, he might be beaten into a pulp or blasted into scraps by these two people----
They want to dismember themselves!
Bai Xiu had no time to think about it. All he could do was to unleash the maximum power of the Thunder Sword.
As he was thinking this, the sword shadows in the sky turned into one sword, and the starlight in the sky suddenly went out and disappeared.
All that was left was that sword, that ordinary sword.
From the flourishing and colorful scene to the dull and ordinary state it is now, even the old nuns nearby feel a little lost.
It was like a big play that had just entered its climax, everyone was waiting for it to explode, but the actors were just beginning to wrap up -
Thunder of the Thunder Sword!
This is a sword that can save one from death, and it is also the sword that Bai Xiu realized after he was resurrected from the dead.
He broke through his own limitations and became a true master of swordsmanship.
With this sword alone, he could be ranked as a master. Just like the Heavenly Sword Liu Canyang a hundred years ago, he was the swordsman who understood swords best.
Bai Xiu understood the sword.
The sword is a sword, and the man is also a sword.
People get angry, and swords also have sword intent.
People have different personalities, so they will show different attitudes. The same is true for swords.
When you are happy, the sword you dance with is happy. When you are sad, the sword you swing out is sad.
When your life is threatened, your sword feels threatened as well -
If your heart begins to fear, then your sword will begin to fear first, and you won't even be able to control it anymore.
Fang Yan has achieved the status of being as mean as a human being!
Bai Xiu achieved the unity of man and sword!
They are indeed the two most outstanding young talents in Yanziwu.
That seemingly ordinary sword was no longer a sword, but Bai Xiu.
It is very much like Bai Xiu, silent, low-key, yet arrogant, with the pride in its bones unable to be hidden.
The sword pierced through the energy, broke through the cage, and pierced into the ubiquitous space.
The sword pierced Fang Yan's chest, right where his heart was.
That was also the place where Fang Yan stabbed him when he killed him.
"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth." Bai Xiu said coldly. "Fang Yan, you owe me this------"
This is Bai Xiu's pride. This is also the pride of the sword.
Bai Xiu's sword was aimed directly at Fang Yan, and he was only targeting Fang Yan.
He knew better than anyone that it was impossible for him to kill Fang Yan and Baili Lu, masters who were as strong as himself, with a single sword - unless they stood side by side and he would be pierced like a skewer.
He ignored Baililu, which did not earn him any gratitude. Instead, he became even more hostile and resentful of Bai Xiu - Am I really that much worse than Fang Yan
When thinking about this, Baililu exerted all his strength-----
One sword!
One punch!
One palm!
Three different attack methods, three different forces and airflows.
They had not yet collided with each other, but the true energy contained in the sword, fist and palm had already started a fierce fight.
The starry sky reappears, and then disappears.
Everything is calm again!
Baili Lu's body was thrown out and fell into the lotus pond with a splash.
Baili Lu's body was lying straight on the lotus pond, as if he was dead.
Two middle-aged nuns ran over to take a look, then quickly jumped into the water to try to salvage Baili Lu.
Although they were extremely scared, the monks were compassionate. If the person was not dead yet and they did nothing about it, the Buddha would blame them - and the police station would also be in trouble.
"I'm not dead-----" Baili Lu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the two nuns, and spoke out.
The two nuns stepped back in fear, and one of them fell into the pool with her buttocks, as if the living Baili Lu was even more terrifying than the dead Baili Lu.
"But I'm seriously injured." Baililu said. "Very seriously. I might really die---------"
The two nuns looked at each other, then walked over together, each grabbing one of Baililu's arms, trying to pull him out of the water first.
Fang Yan retreated back to the group of nuns. There was a cut on his chest, a cut that touched the skin. The opened skin was oozing blood, gushing out quickly and rapidly.
Bai Xiu disappeared.
The other nuns were all panicked. Only Jinghui and another older nun ran to Fang Yan with worried faces and said, "Donor Fang Yan, are you okay? Oh, you are seriously injured."
"Thank you, Master. I know this very well." Fang Yan smiled and thanked him. After all, Bai Xiu's sword had slashed his body. No one knew the extent of his injury better than him.
"Should we call the police?"
"Thank you, nun. I'm fine." Fang Yan was still able to maintain a kind smile to the old nun and said, "Don't call the police. By the time the police arrive, the bad guys will be dead, and they will have no choice but to arrest the good guys."
"Only the thieves from Yanziwu can do such a shameless thing-----" An old voice came from the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw a man in a black robe appear on the roof.
The disappeared Bai Xiu was held in his arms. Bai Xiu had fainted, with blood all over his face and body. (To be continued)