Chapter 18: Night Cold Dies
It turned out that the grey-clothed middle-aged man's "Eight Desolations Sword Technique" was designed to lure people with flaws, making them think there was an opportunity to take advantage, but in fact it was full of traps. The old man with two thorns was eager to attack as soon as he saw the flaw, but he didn't know that he had fallen into a trap.
The middle-aged man in gray used a magical swordsmanship, and thousands of sword shadows confused the opponent's eyes. At the same time, he stretched out his left palm and pointed directly at the opponent's eyebrow point, making the old man who was stabbing twice unable to avoid it and eventually died.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice saying "Brother Du, be careful!" The middle-aged man in gray was about to return to his seat when he suddenly heard this call. He knew that the other party would attack him with a hidden weapon, so he did not bother to check and immediately dodged.
In this thrilling contest, everyone witnessed the gray-clothed middle-aged man's superb martial arts and wisdom in winning a battle thousands of miles away.
Amid the roar of the lightning and fire beads, he cleverly avoided one, but the strong wind behind him made him realize that something was wrong - there were two more lightning and fire beads following closely behind. He knew that at this moment, the trend was inevitable and there was no way to avoid it. He could only sigh secretly, close his eyes, and wait for the judgment of fate.
At the critical moment, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and a soft but powerful palm force surged out like a tide, gently wrapping the two thunder and fire beads, and rushed towards the enemy crowd like lightning.
This sudden change made the atmosphere tense to the extreme. Ye Han suddenly waved his right hand, two strange noises were heard, and the hidden weapon exploded in the air, with iron pieces flying everywhere, and the area within a radius of more than ten feet was full of its sharp edge.
For a moment, a middle-aged man in gray clothes secretly rejoiced that he had escaped by chance. He bowed deeply to the sedan chair, and then quickly returned to his original position. Suddenly, a deep voice came from the sedan chair: "Leng Qianshan, go! Don't show mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in black walked out from behind Ye Han, the leader of Hanying Peak, holding a strange-looking weapon in his hand, and stood there quietly.
Leng Qianshan recognized it at a glance. It was the extremely domineering "Five-claw Soul-breaking Rope". He felt the uniqueness of the weapon that the other party used spiritual power to endow - softness with hardness. The power of this spiritual power is so strong that it cannot be underestimated. At this moment, Leng Qianshan drew out the sword behind him, making a "clang" sound.
The sound of wind followed, and his figure moved as fast as lightning. He used the "rabbit-falcon fall" move to directly attack the opponent's throat. Within ten moves, the black-shirted old man's "Seven Deadly Moves" were both offensive and defensive, but after ten moves, his offensive power was dwarfed by Leng Qianshan and he was forced to be at a disadvantage.
Seeing that he had seized the initiative, Leng Qianshan immediately cheered up and tightened his sword. He used the moves of "violent storm" and "dancing wind and catkins" to stab the opponent's vital points. His sword moves were repetitive and compact, with green light like lightning and sword energy.
The old man in black was shocked, and he concentrated his energy, dodging left and right. After barely dodging a few moves, he quickly counterattacked with several "Seven Deadly Moves". But Leng Qianshan's sword skills were like a spring silkworm spinning silk and the sea flowing, continuous and endless.
He did not give the opponent any chance to breathe. After launching two consecutive attacks, he jumped to avoid the opponent's claw attacking his lower body. Just as the opponent was about to withdraw his moves, Leng Qianshan suddenly used the "Two Dragons Fighting for the Pearl" move to feint and attack the opponent's right shoulder.
When the old man in black was about to change his moves, Leng Qianshan suddenly changed his moves to "Iron Lock Crossing Boat", moving his hand downwards, with the tip of his sword tilted, and stabbed the old man's right wrist. This move was a feint to the east and attacked in the west, and the elbow was used to stimulate the old man in black. Although Leng Qianshan was aware of it, he was as fast as lightning and finally succeeded in subduing his opponent.
At that moment, retreat seemed to be the only option. He had to be fast and steady. There was no other way. So, he shook violently, the soul rope broke, and the retreat momentum of "Thin Chest Flipping Clouds" was formed.
This sudden change caught Leng Qianshan off guard. He never thought that the other party would choose such a strategy. As soon as the black-shirted old man jumped up, a powerful internal force burst out with his shout: "Where are you going!" The tip of the sword raised, and the sharp sword energy instantly cut off the opponent's weapon.
The situation did not change at all. The old man in black shirt moved with the sword, and a move of "step forward to pierce the crotch" followed closely. As if it was a maggot attached to the bone, the swift and sharp sword energy went straight to the old man in black shirt. The old man in black shirt was suspended in the air, and the sword energy behind his feet had arrived, shocking him to the point of being scared out of his wits and sweating profusely. He spread his arms and his body fell down involuntarily, trying to avoid this fatal blow.
However, Leng Qianshan had anticipated this step. While attacking with the sword, his left palm contained a latent force, accurately blocking the black-shirted old man's attack from the left. The blocking force made the black-shirted old man pause, and then his left foot felt cold, and another sword light flashed, causing him to scream in pain and fall to the ground.
Seeing this, Leng Qianshan was even more ruthless. His expression changed and he said in a fierce voice: "It's time for you to go back to your grandma's house!" He waved his right hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the vital point of the old man in black.
At this moment, a green shadow suddenly appeared, accompanied by a loud shout: "Friend! Please show mercy!" Although Leng Qianshan felt a sudden attack from the left, his eyes were looking around and his ears were listening in all directions. He already had a premonition in his heart that someone was coming to rescue him.
However, he had already decided in his heart to put the black-shirted old man to death. Therefore, he did not retreat but advanced, and his sword changed from slashing to stabbing, stabbing at the black-shirted old man again.
At the same time, his left palm once again sent out Qi, meeting the rush of the oncoming man. All this happened in a flash, and although the process was time-consuming, the actual development was as fast as lightning.
The black-shirted old man's left foot was cut off by the sword light, and Leng Qianshan's sword tip was approaching again. He had nowhere to escape, and could only watch his companion being cut in half by Leng Qianshan's sword with a roar.
Although Leng Qianshan successfully killed the old man in black, the attack from the side forced him to retreat temporarily. He took advantage of the situation and leaped several feet to stabilize his body. Just as he stood firm, his eyes blurred and a figure rushed over.
The man roared wildly: "What a cruel method! Watch out!" Leng Qianshan was furious. He swung his sword and fought with this sudden opponent.
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar! Then, a figure quickly jumped out of the sedan and rushed towards Ye Han.
At the same time, the seven middle-aged men in gray beside the sedan also took action and pounced on the people from Hanying Peak.
Ye Han recognized the person in the sedan at a glance. It was Qing Ren from Bi Ren Peak. He growled gloomily, swung his right arm suddenly, and slashed at Qing Ren.
The moment the two sides fought, a fierce melee began. Although the eight middle-aged men in gray were old, they were agile, ruthless, and skilled. They fought with the masters of Hanying Peak for a short time before they made the other side scream.