Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> Taoist priests in Jin Yong s world

Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 679: Another Attack

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Chapter 679 Attack again

    He was out of breath, turned around and said, "Brother, does it matter if you are injured?"

    "A small wound on the flesh can't kill anyone!" You Ji snorted, his face not looking good.

    He was secretly angry and felt that he was too embarrassed. He was actually broken into the village and was injured. He was embarrassed in front of two disciples of the Infinite Sword.

    "Alas Junior Brother Xiong, we are too cruel!" Cheng Yifan looked at the five people on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "Just give up your martial arts."

    "It's so abominable, just kill him!" Xiong Baiping snorted.

    You Tanzhi whispered: "I wonder if Master Xiao will blame you?"

    He could see that Xiao Daxia did not want to kill these people, and might have a reconciliation intention.

    Xiong Baiping said with a smile: "The leader doesn't want to kill people, saying that it will hurt Tianhe. If you offend the leader, you will lose your martial arts at most, but if you offend the leader's friends, you will definitely die!"

    Cheng Yifan slapped his forehead: "That's really what happened, Junior Brother Xiong, you are amazing!"

    "Hehe, I'm just a little clever, I can't compare to Senior Brother Cheng!" Xiong Baiping smiled proudly.

    You TanZhi suddenly felt ashamed, as if he had looked down on Daxia Xiao. What a sin!

    You Ji tore off a piece of his clothes, bandaged the wound, raised his head and asked, "Did Master Xiao expect this?"

    Xiong Baiping said: "The leader is afraid of any eventuality, so he specially sent me to protect him secretly."

    Cheng Yifan clasped his fists: "They were divided into two groups, light and dark. One group came to find You Daxia and you three, and another group went to get the women We took care of that group first, so we arrived late and injured You Daxia.  What a sin!¡±

    "So vicious!" You Ji and You Ju looked at each other and broke out in cold sweat.

    They dare not think about what the current situation would be like without Xiong Baiping and Cheng Yifan. The lives of the three of them are not in danger, and the lives of their families are not guaranteed either.

    With this, Juxian Village disappeared into thin air.

    "Good kill!" You Ju cursed bitterly, with lingering fear in his heart.

    You Ji clasped his fists and showed a grateful expression: "Mr. Xiao has tried his best, and I am grateful!"

    Xiong Baiping and Cheng Yifan said with smiles: "This is nothing. They clowns are a little too young to fight with the boss!"

    You Ji and the other three nodded vigorously and were very confident. They did not expect that the martial arts masters from the Liao Kingdom would come to retaliate, and they did not expect that Daxia Xiao would actually arrange people to protect them secretly.

    After surviving the disaster, I broke out in a cold sweat, and realized that Daxia Xiao was wise. If it weren't for Xiong Cheng and the two of them, Juxian Village would probably no longer exist. Now the family has gathered in the underworld.

    "What a Xiao Guanlan!" Suddenly a sneer sounded, and a dozen figures fell down.

    The person at the head was also an old man, with snow-white hair standing straight up at the roots. He was full of energy, like a monk who had returned to secular life. His eyes were radiant, so bright and domineering.

    He is of medium stature and his frame is not as big as other Liao people. Standing there, he looks like a javelin, straight and proud, piercing the sky.

    Standing behind him were a dozen middle-aged men, most of whom were tall and tall, with piercing eyes and inner strength that could not be underestimated.

    He glanced at his eyes and his face sank: "Did you kill him?!"

    You Ji glanced at Xiong Baiping and Cheng Yifan. They lowered their eyes slightly and seemed to have fallen asleep. There was no movement and they didn't seem to want to answer the conversation.

    He then took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "They are assassins, what are you doing here?!"

    The old man¡¯s eyes flashed and he said calmly: ¡°Take your lives and massacre Juxian Village!¡±

    You Ji lowered his face and said coldly: "Are you dogs from the Liao Kingdom?!"

    "Bold!" A middle-aged man shouted angrily while pointing his finger.

    You Ji sneered and looked at him sideways: "If you want to kill me, why don't you be bold?!"

    The old man shook his head and sighed: "We didn't want to pay attention to little people like you at first. It's really not worth taking actionbut you actually got together with Xiao Guanlan and helped him. We can only do it with reluctance. Come over and get some help."  Take your lives!"

    You Ji sneered, with disdain on his face: "Xiao Daxia assassinated the Dog Emperor, and all the people of the Song Dynasty applauded him, well done!"

    "How dare you, you are seeking death!" A middle-aged man kicked his legs and rushed over. With a flash of his waist, a silver horse appeared, like a dragon out of the sea, and rushed towards You Ji.

    You Ji dodged away from the long knife and sneered: "You guys are so petty and shameless. You can't deal with Xiao Daxia, so you can only pick on the weaklings. It's ridiculous!"

    "Take my sword again!" The middle-aged man's face was ashen, and the sword was as bright as lightning.

    "He was right"He became angry because he was unwilling to come over and felt that dealing with these little people was like killing ants. It was not worth taking action and would only make people laugh.

    "However, it is hard to disobey orders. The elders in the sect had orders and had to obey them, but they had the intention of killing people and silencing them to avoid spreading their reputation.

    You Ji dodged again, avoiding this horizontal slash, and sneered again and again, constantly sarcastic. The faces of more than a dozen people turned red, their eyes sparkled, and they wanted to eat him.

    You Tanzhi watched with wide eyes.

    ???????? Half out of worry, half out of surprise. I never thought that such a steady person as my uncle would be so sharp-tongued when he scolded people. He really didn¡¯t reveal it!

    Xiong Baiping and Cheng Yifan opened their eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

    You Ju thought the two of them were weird, why they kept silent, as if they were afraid of people. When paying attention to the field, he glanced here from time to time.

    At this time, seeing their smiles, he leaned over and whispered: "Young Master Cheng, Young Master Xiong, are you happy?"

    Xiong Baiping smiled and said: "It's a happy event. They are the only ones involved, so the family members are fine."

    "That's it!" You Ju suddenly realized something and suddenly understood a little bit.

    Cheng Yifan smiled and said: "My junior brother and I just used the art of seeing from the sky and hearing from the earth. We didn't notice anyone. I guess they didn't divide the troops."

    "That's easy to handle." Xiong Baiping smiled.

    You Ju took a long breath, but secretly felt ashamed that he had only been looking at these dozen people and had forgotten the family members in the backyard.

    Cheng Yifan smiled and said: "Okay, let's decide quickly There is something weird about this, why are so many people coming?!"

    "I'll do it!" Xiong Baiping smiled and floated into the field.

    At this time, the light of the sword flashed, and the shadow of the sword filled the sky, drowning You Ji. It was extremely difficult for him. All he could see in his eyes was the light of the sword. The pressure was huge, and the cold air was biting, and he felt like he would be unable to bear it in the next moment.

    At this time, the vision dimmed, blue shadows flashed, and Xiong Baiping's voice came to my ears: "You Daxia, I'll take over this for you!"

    You Ji felt his eyes flicker, and his body had escaped from the sword light and landed next to Cheng Yifan. He suddenly took a long breath and looked at the field.

    He sighed secretly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The man's sword was so sharp that life and death were only a matter of one shot. Now he relaxed and sweat came out.

    With a crisp "ding" sound, the sword light suddenly dispersed, the long sword flew into the air, and the middle-aged man also flew out, hitting the short-haired old man.

    "Humph!" The old man snorted coldly, and a burly middle-aged man flashed over from behind him, floating forward and catching the middle-aged man.

    As soon as he was in his arms, the burly middle-aged man suddenly trembled, took three steps back, spit out a bloody arrow, and fell down softly.

    "Despicable!" someone shouted from the side.

    Xiong Baiping clapped his hands and shook his head with a smile: "Oh, your skills are really bad, you should go back and practice hard!"

    "Your Excellency has great kung fu, aren't you a disciple of Juxian Village?" A middle-aged man stepped forward, cupped his fists and asked with a smile.

    Wearing a moon-white shirt, he has a face like a crown jewel, he is handsome and elegant, and he has a warm smile that makes people very fond of him.

    "Yes, we are disciples of Wuliang Sword!" Xiong Baiping said proudly.

    The handsome middle-aged man frowned: "Are you from Wuliangjian?!"

    Xiong Baiping smiled and said: "The master has expected this move of yours! Alas, whoever you go will meet our fellow brothers and sisters, and I'm afraid we won't be able to please you!"

    The face of the handsome middle-aged man changed slightly, and he turned to look at the short-haired old man. The old man frowned, his face was as sinking as water, his eyes flickered, and he was silent.

    The handsome middle-aged man smiled and said: "A master of the Wuliang Sword Sect, I would like to learn from you, please¡ª¡ª!"

    Xiong Baiping looked at him with a smile and shook his head: "Oh what a pity!"

    "What's a pity?" the middle-aged man asked.

    Xiong Baiping had a look of regret on his face and sighed: "It's a pity that your good skin has to return to dust. I really can't bear it."

    The handsome middle-aged man smiled: "Only through competition can you know your level. I am very disappointed. Do the disciples of Wuliang Sword like to show off their rhetoric?"

    Xiong Baiping snorted: "Then stop talking nonsense, be careful!"

    He groaned inwardly, wanting to make himself angry, but he was still a little young. The disciples of Wuliang Sword have all been trained and must be calmed down before they can become disciples when they are provoked.

    ¡°You don¡¯t have to say these words to insult your parents and relatives. At this time, you will suppress your anger and not lose your cool.

    He turned to You TanZhi and smiled: "Young Shaoxia, ILet¡¯s demonstrate the boxing technique and see the pros and cons!  "

    "Thank you, Brother Xiong!" You Tanzhi clasped his fists.

    "Haha, keep an eye on it¡ª¡ª!" Xiong Baiping laughed, rushed out, kicked his feet and punched the handsome middle-aged man's chest.

    This punch is powerful and powerful, as if Mount Tai is pressing down on the top, revealing an invincible determination.

    The face of the handsome middle-aged man changed, and he couldn't help but want to retreat. Then he became energetic and his eyes became clear again. He knew that he must not retreat, otherwise, his momentum would be taken away, he would be controlled by others, and his martial arts would not be able to perform at 100%.

    "Hey!" He yelled angrily, exhaled, and flashed the long sword at his waist, turning into a bit of cold light and stabbing at the fist that was whirling in the wind.

    "Change!" Xiong Baiping shouted in a deep voice, his fist suddenly changed into two, split into two, and the tip of the sword just hit the gap in the middle.

    "Ding" The clear chirping sound lingered incessantly.

    "Dingding" Xiong Baiping's fists hit the long sword one after another. The middle-aged man swung the sword desperately, but it was useless. His fists could always hit accurately.

    "Crack!" The long sword was finally released and jumped on the ground. The middle-aged man stood motionless as if he had been struck by electricity, as if he had been stabbed on an acupoint.

    "No!" The short-haired old man was startled and flew out to resist Xiong Baiping.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" There was a long roar, and a cold light came directly, blocking his way.

    He slowed down and avoided the cold light. When he was about to take action again, the handsome middle-aged man had already flown out, spat out a blood arrow in the air, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and stopped moving.

    "You - you -!" The old man was furious, his eyes were like lightning, staring at Xiong Baiping.

    Xiong Baiping clapped his hands, shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I don't like killing people either, but you always have to force me, alas"

    He turned his head and said to You Tanzhi: "Brother You, can you see clearly?"

    You Tanzhi hesitated: "Brother Xiong, what kind of boxing technique is this?"

    Xiong Baiping smiled and said: "It's just your boxing technique. I just changed it a little bit. Don't be constrained by the rules and dare not go beyond the limits!"

    "This" You Tanzhi was startled, no wonder it looked familiar.

    "But isn't it dangerous to act like this?" You Tanzhi asked again.

    "The way of martial arts is to adapt to changing circumstances. How did the ancients create martial arts in the first place? Isn't it just from scratch and adapting to changing circumstances?" Xiong Baiping said with a smile.

    You TanZhi's expression changed, as if he had some enlightenment, his eyes suddenly opened up, as if he had entered a new world.

    "As expected of a disciple of Wuliang Sword!" The old man took a breath, suppressed his anger, but his eyes were as bright as torches, and said coldly: "If there are many people, there is nothing I can do. There are only two of you, hehe!"

    He turned around slowly and said calmly: "Let's all go together. We don't need to be polite when dealing with the disciples of Wuliang Sword!"

    A dozen people nodded silently, their eyes shining brightly, staring coldly at Xiong Baiping and Cheng Yifan.
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report