One thousand and ninety-nine: Blacksmith...
Dang clang...
Even with both hands, Che Hongyu couldn't help but step back. The long knife in his hand kept vibrating, making his arms sore and numb.
However, he did not dare to take it lightly, because Yan Wan had already charged at him again with his sword. Its momentum is as fierce as a hungry tiger pouncing on food or an angry dragon raising its head.
There is no inner strength, no true energy. The fierce battle between the two of them consumed a lot of energy from Che Hongyu.
As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people, this is the truth.
As we age, our strength, energy, etc. will decline rapidly, which is irreversible by human intervention.
Although Che Hongyu's breathing became more rapid and violent, his eyes were shining with excitement.
"Nine years, nine years, I have never been beaten so happily. Boy, before you die, can you tell me your name?"
"The third door is Yan, the dead daughter is Wu." Yan Wu smiled toothily and waved his sword to meet him.
Dang clang...
The knife broke... Che Hongyu had a satisfied smile on his face, and his generous body fell to the ground. "Yan Wang, King of Hell. Hehe, what a good name."
"Have a good trip!" Yan Wan put his sword back in its box and strode away.
The cold wind blew up his clothes, revealing a knife mark on his shoulder.
…
"Boss, another one died." Xiao Wu dialed Qi Pojun's phone: "My name is Che Hongyu, do you recognize him?"
Qi Pojun's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and he looked at the old man next to him with inquiring eyes.
"Che Hongyu, the master of swordsmanship, I haven't seen him for ten years." The light in the old man's eyes dimmed slightly, and another person from the world was missing.
"Three." Qi Pojun murmured as he hung up the phone. "How many more...will he kill?"
The old man took out a photo album, opened it and said, "I'm afraid there are quite a few. At least four more people..."
Qi Pojun was puzzled: "Why?"
"The spirit whip is like the snake Fan Xiuzhu, the spear is like the coiled dragon Zhu Lekai, the loose hand Ye Xiu..."
Seeing the old man pause, Qi Pojun asked: "What about another one?"
"There is another one, you." The old man stood up, turned around, and looked up at a plaque hanging in the hall.
Jingle Bell……
"Hello?" Qi Pojun answered the phone with a frown.
"We found the murderer's information, boss, do you want to take a look?" Xiao Wu's excited voice came, and his words immediately shocked Qi Pojun.
"Pass it over."
"OK."
A few minutes later.
When Qi Pojun showed the pictures on his mobile phone to the old man, the old man thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
"Forget it, now that we know his identity, it's easy to arrest him." Qi Pojun put away his phone and stretched his body.
The old man glanced at him and warned: "Be careful. I've seen those photos. This man's kung fu is definitely extraordinary."
"I understand, Master." Qi Pojun nodded and left in a hurry.
…
Yan Wang looked at the beautiful lady in front of him with a smile: "The spiritual whip is like a snake, Fan Xiuzhu?"
"I'm Fan Xiuzhu. I've never heard of a spiritual whip like a snake." Fan Xiuzhu was stunned, shook her head at him, got in the car and was about to leave.
"Your son goes to Qiyue Kindergarten?" Yan Wan asked calmly.
Fan Xiuzhu's body froze slightly, and she turned back to stare at him, with murderous intent flashing in her eyes: "Your Excellency, please note that there are rules in the world."
"The world is gone, where are the rules?" Yan Wan took a few steps back, took off the black cloth in his hand, and revealed the long sword.
Fan Xiuzhu looked at Yan Wan coldly, threw the satchel in her hand into the car, and walked five meters in front of him step by step: "You forced me to do this."
Uh-huh...the sword is unsheathed.
Fan Xiuzhu waved his slender hand, and a black shadow shot out from his sleeve, with a crisp sound, and rolled towards Yan Wang's neck.
Dang rang
Yan Wan's eyebrows were slightly raised. At this moment, Fan Xiuzhu had a four-meter-long whip in his hand.
"Be careful." Although Fan Xiuzhu warned aloud, the whip had been whipped up long before she spoke.
"Sure enough, the weirder the weapon, the faster you will die."
Yan Wan frowned, and suddenly faced the shadow of whips in the sky, he charged forward forcefully, holding swords in both hands, and each time he hit the whip, he would advance a few points.
The whip is a long-range weapon, but it is also a strange weapon.
Don't look at martial arts dramas, those people use whips in a stylish way, but that is based on internal strength.
Putting it here...it's really useless.
And the most important thing is that there is no quenching poison on the whip, and there is no barb on it. If he is hit by the whip, with Yan Wang's body skills and physique, at most it will only leave a whip mark and scratch a few layers of skin. .
Bang
Yan Wan's pupils suddenly shrank, he turned over and jumped, thrust his long sword straight in the air, and slammed the hilt of the sword with his palm. In an instant, the sword light burst out like a dragon.
Fan Xiuzhu never expected that Yan Wan would throw the weapon out casually. He was caught off guard and was a little panicked.
When she was in such a mess, the whip force naturally showed flaws.
And she had to dodge the sword. In desperation, she could only dodge slightly sideways, and rolled the long whip towards Yan Wan's waist in an attempt to prevent him from approaching.
But if Yan Wan throws away his weapon, will there be no countermeasures?
I saw him slipping his feet, raising his toes, and letting the whip wrap around his ankles. He fell to the ground with awe, like a huge boulder, standing motionless on the whip.
"pity."
Yan Wang lowered his waist slightly and pulled one leg back with a whip. When Fan Xiuzhu couldn't bear the strength, she stumbled forward a few steps.
Like a tiger coming out of its cage, he grabbed Fan Xiuzhu's throat, opened and closed his knuckles, and took her life away with a little force.
"It's boring." He picked up the sword, turned around and left.
This man's weakness was beyond his expectation, but it was also expected. After all, Fan Xiuzhu's heart was already disturbed by Yan Wang at the beginning of the conversation.
She is no longer who she once was. Fan Xiuzhu is now more like an ordinary person, an ordinary mother who is worried about daily necessities, food, drink, salt and vinegar, and food and livelihood.
A warrior, once bound, has concerns. Then his heart will no longer be as unbreakable as before.
The sword will be slow and the fist will be weak.
They are grateful that the current martial arts world and the current arena have declined, otherwise they would have died long ago.
After killing Fan Xiuzhu, plus the previous Che Hongyu, he had a total of 10* skill point reserves.
"Zhu Lekai, a dragon with a spear and a spear, Ye Xiu with a loose hand." Yan Huan chuckled and walked towards the suburbs.
They have always been friends. Find Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan． com Now one is running Taobao and the other is engaged in logistics, which complement each other.
Yan Wan was not completely sure about dealing with the two of them, so he decided to get rid of one of them first and then wait and see.
clang!
clang!
The sound of hammer hammering continued.
Yan Wan stood not far away, watching this scene indifferently, waiting for the other party to finish his work.
When he arrived, he did not hide. He stood openly not far from the house. Zhu Lekai could naturally spot Yan Wan.
When Zhu Lekai saw the long strip wrapped in black cloth in Yan Wan's hand, his eyes shrank slightly, but the hammer in his hand continued to hammer without stopping.
One is watching and the other is doing.
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