Great Dao Commander

Chapter 67: Fighting alone

After more than a hundred years of training, Zeng Han has met many colleagues. He is not a regular person.

He knows very well that his flying gloomy needle may not be faster than Zhang Yan's sword pill. If he doesn't take the lead, he won't have the upper hand.

Therefore, when this needle was released, it was extremely secretive, fast and ill, and only a thin silver wire passed over the water, took an arc, and came straight to Zhang Yan's side.

His "Xuanying Yinmang Needle" is a refining and refining of a pine pine needle from the Taihao School. Once it is pierced into the monk's body, there are no visible wounds, but only the kangma can sever the other acupuncture points and break the spiritual life .

This needle is not good at head-on decisions, but it is dominated by trickery, which is often indefensible. Therefore, Zeng Han's shot this time is the key to the needle.

He was going to play in one stroke, but I did n’t know that the flying needle had reached Zhang Yan ten feet away. There was a light like an electric sword falling down, blocking the needle, and in time, the two crashed into a spark and were in the air. After a while of fighting, this separated.

Zhang Yan was stunned, and the sword pill flew back, turning into a stream of light hovering and dancing.

He sneered in his heart, not saying that he had been reminded by Xin Chan before, but he was not prepared for it. He had real knowledge in the sword pill. He would fly out of the protector at the moment of crisis, and would he be hurt by others?

Zeng Han saw this, hesitated, and knew that the sneak attack was unsuccessful. He simply turned the dark fight into a clear attack, and no longer concealed his strength. With one finger, he put a total of twenty-eight Xuanying Yinfei flying needles together and turned them into It's flying all over the sky, like a splash of rain.

Zhang Yanshang was the first time to fight with such a monk who controlled flying needles. When he saw each other's menacing, he didn't care too much. He smiled slightly and started a little. The sword pill shook. It was divided into seven bright dazzling sword lights. In the blink of an eye, he was strangled with flying needles in one place.

The twenty-eight gloomy needles flickered up and down, scattered and gathered together, turning into silver wires and flying through them. Like swimming fish, they searched for loopholes and tried to drill out the sword and light net. The gloomy sword-mantle resisted, making it unable to protrude the sword circle at all times.

The two of you come and go, and I see the silver rain in the air, the golden flickers flickering, the long howling sounds endless, and in the dark twilight, they also shoot out the sparks from time to time, and I do n’t know how much they fought in an instant Times.

Many monks at the scene saw the two men fighting so fiercely, they were all horrified. They secretly thought that if they came forward, no matter which one they met, they would be defeated in a short time.

Chu Jiao was also amazed and said, "In the past few years, Brother Zeng Han has fought with people. Only one flying needle is needed, and he can win in a few rounds. This development is so powerful that he can actually meet Brother Zeng. Fight equally. "

Qiu Ju also nodded frequently. He had previously played against Zeng Han, knowing his power, and now seeing this scene, he also admits that this disciple is worthy of disciples, and he does not talk about the various methods in the door. The flying sword technique is enough to praise.

Behind them, Mrs. Shan and Sister Cai were also dazzled. Although Mrs. Shan knew that Zhang Yan had once murdered the two princes of the Jiukui Demon King, it was not comparable to an ordinary monk, but she also saw beautiful eyes.

Zeng Han was more and more surprised, and said, "I will also have a lot of peers, even a few disciples from Shaoqing. But on this flying sword, there are few more than this. More intelligent. "

Earlier, he saw Zhang Yan split the sword pill into a photo, and he didn't even care that it would be so simple to be able to kill people who worshiped Chongyue Zhenguan Bei Gonghao. It is reasonable to have such a skill.

It was only later that Zhang Yanjian's momentum not only turned freely, but completely changed in search of opportunities. There was no certain rule, and he knew that he had previously underestimated the other person.

He knew in his heart that although he had made 28 flying needles at the same time, it seemed to be more sophisticated, but flying needles were different from Jianmaru. This was the way to abandon the right way and focus on the strange ways. Freely retractable.

What's more, even if he didn't distract himself to control each flying needle, where every sword like Zhang Yan turned his heart at will, such as arm fingers.

What makes him feel worse is that although the two now look like they are in court, it is an invincible situation.

However, he knew that Jian Xiu was best at flying strikes, paying attention to the light, to leave like a fire, to invade like a fire, to come down like a thunder. But at this moment Zhang Yan was standing still on top of Xianfu. It was obvious that she was very skillful and far from being able to use her true ability.

Zhang Yan only differentiated seven swords to fight this time. This is not to underestimate each other, but now that the enemies are around, there are always a few backhands to guard against others.

In addition, when the opponent's flying needle struck, many tricks emerged, and he often came in from an incredible angle, which made him have a lot of insights. The opponent was rare, so he deliberately slowed down the sword and secretly checked the number of ways of the policy. Make up for your shortcomings in swordsmanship.

Zeng Han was a man with great experience in fighting. Although Zhang Yan did something concealed, he gradually realized that he was wrong.

Although it was only a few moments ago, the opponent ’s sword was more sharp and mellow than before, and the counterattack appeared faintly in the defense, but it was not triggered. After several times, the sword path became more profound and unpredictable. I didn't realize it was big.

Zeng Han secretly said it was not good. If he continues to fight like this, when Zhang Yan fully understands the change of his acupuncture, how can he talk about winning?

However, he has a method that can increase the flying needle speed several times in a short period of time, although it is not easy to last, but once he grabs within a few feet, the opponent has almost no chance of turning over.

However, after using it, he will become weak and timid due to excessive aura activation, at least for a period of ten minutes. If he is attacked at this time, there is no power to fight back.

He thought about it, and felt that it was not good for him to drag on, and he was on the side with his classmates and brothers. It was enough to resist even if it was dangerous. After thinking about it carefully, he made up his mind.

He immediately took a sigh of aura, only holding up the tactics. The twenty-seven flying needles were promptly motivated by a miracle, suddenly emitting a bright blue light, the speed suddenly, pierced the sword net, and killed Zhang Yan. Come.

Zhang Yan's eyes flickered. This needle came very quickly. He might have time to take his sword away, but he would definitely be hunted down by the tail. He was willing to sneer at once, instead of sneering, instead of pointing away, the seven swordsmanships also turned into Changhong and flew to Zenghan.

Seeing that Zhang Yan actually used such means to fight against each other, Zeng Han was also shocked. Seeing that the flying needle was about to attack Zhang Yan, if he closed it at this time, wouldn't he have given up all his achievements?

However, if the needle position is maintained, he can stab Zhang Yan, but if he kills himself with seven swords, it will certainly be dead.

At this moment, his mind went back and forth a thousand times, and finally he did not dare to gamble on his life, and hurriedly recalled the flying needle and stopped on the sword road.

But this was a hurried move after all, so a sword-mang missed it and came to the blink of an eye.

Zeng Han was trying to sacrifice the large Baozhi strain in his hand, but he suddenly felt a emptiness in his body, and saw that Dao Sensenmang chopped down to his neck, and he was so frightened that he was fleeing.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yan suddenly felt a gray ray flying from his head. The purple light in his ancestors bounced, and it seemed as if he was about to fly out. He suddenly looked up and screamed upward: " He Fang rat, get out of me! "

He pointed with his hand, Guanghua flashed, and chopped in a void, but saw a mist of aerosols, one black, one white and two knives flying up, holding the sword, and the people in Dan couldn't hide. Exposed body.

Shen Minggu looked ugly, and saw that the two were about to fight. He saw it really, in order to seduce the Yin Sword to kill Zhang Yan, and then go for Zeng Han's life.

His timing was good and his judgment was accurate, but he never expected that the slaughtering knife would only fly to Zhang Yan's head and make a circle. He seemed to be afraid of something and turned back. When he tried to urge him, he simply ignored him and made him aware of his actions.

However, because of his intervention, Zeng Han escaped. The sword light deflected and cut off a bloodstream on his shoulder. Although the blood was dripping, he finally left a life and was busy fighting off the battle. Circle, take the elixir and take it.

Zhang Yan glanced at the two flying knives and said, "Who is this man who hides his head and shows his tail? It turns out that he is a disciple of Chongyue Zhenguan."

Shen Ming was annoyed with anxiety, and said with a calm face: "Zhang Yan, the last time you made an appointment with me, I happened to have something to leave, so I let you go for a while. Today I want you to know how powerful Li Yuanfei is in my hand! "

"Oh? Are you the Shen Minggu?" Zhang Yan Leng yelled, "Since there is a battle, why not hide, just let it go."

Shen Minggu secretly said, "Yin Sword didn't want to kill this person. There must be something strange on this person, but I and I just don't use this knife. Maybe I'm afraid he won't succeed."

He got up and stood in the sky, screamed loudly, there was a fine light on the top door, there were twelve mouths from Yuanyang knife, and there were twelve mouths from Yuanyin knife. , Hovering in the light, uncertain.

He shook his sleeves, and if he sent soldiers, the twenty-four Liyuan Yangyang flying knives suddenly gathered in four numbers, divided into six groups in front and back, and opened more than 30 feet up and down. , Beheaded down.

After Zhang Yan obtained the yin and yang flying knife method from Li Yuan, although he did not practice, he also knew a lot about the change of the sword. Later, he had watched Xu make a wrong fight, and he had a bottom of his heart for a long time. A roll of robe sleeves, shaking Jianguang into a stream of seven streamers.

Shen Minggu had a few rounds with Zhang Yan, but suddenly felt wrong.

He has watched the battle for a long time, and he has already seen clearly that Zhang Yan's sword path has been calm and defensive, so he has long thought about how to deal with it.

But the opponent ’s sword path has suddenly become extremely sharp, which is very different from stone. He only felt that each sword from the opponent seemed to be at the point of the attack, and he went through the gaps and cut in his extremely uncomfortable place. At the beginning, He was forced to hold his arms and legs, unable to spread his sword.

However, Zhang Yan was unreasonable. When the sword was running to the extreme, the seven sword lights were aggressive and kept on attacking without giving the other party a chance to fight back.

Shen Minggu was wrong in his judgment. When he missed the opportunity, he fell into a disadvantage. Initially, it seemed that he could come back with Zhang Yan. Dao Mang was gradually reduced to within a few yards, barely maintaining the rules and regulations, but everyone could see it. Sooner or later he will lose.

In this scene, everyone in the scene was horrified. Shen Minggu was well-known on the East China Sea. Chongyue's true view even Zeng Han didn't dare to say that he won. However, Zhang Yan was so embarrassed that he was killed in just a moment. The power of parry.

However, Shen Minggu also suffers, not because he is too inferior to Zhang Yan too much, but because they are such masters fighting, even if there is a little flaw exposed, once caught by the other party, if you do not use the magic treasure, it is difficult to have a chance to recover .

After taking cold medicine, Zeng Han sat on Baozhi and adjusted his breath several times. After recovering his wounds and straightening out the Qi, he stood up.

He looked up and saw that Shen Minggu was biting his teeth and seemed to be defeated. He squinted his eyes, a strange smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, a flick of his finger, and a flying needle flew behind Zhang Yan.

He didn't do this to help Shen Minggu. From his point of view, he could see the real reason why Shen Minggu is being crushed. Therefore, he only needs to restrain Zhang Yan a little. Once Shen Minggu calms down, he can turn around. Depression, the two will be able to fight more fiercely, so that he can take advantage of the fisherman.

I did n’t know that Zhang Yan ignored it. In his hand, the sword was the same, and he only used the Shenxian Qi Xuan Gong to let the flying needle pierce the body. This needle seemed to encounter a layer of toughness. I couldn't get in.

Zeng Han felt a big shock in his heart, and he quickly retrieved the flying needle. Seeing that there were no blood spots on the tip of the needle, he was shocked and suspicious. He secretly said, "Is there a treasure jacket for this Yan body?

His eyes flickered and he shouted, "I have offended this person today. If he is not removed, he will be my enemy in the future."

He was also a decisive person. When he thought of it, he no longer hesitated, drank, re-entered the war circle, took off the needle, and killed Zhang Yan again.

Shen Minggu couldn't help but be overjoyed, although he didn't know why the other party wanted to save himself, but at this moment he was close to the end of the mountain, and it would be difficult to resist if he did not take the treasure.

But Zhang Yan's offensive is so tide. Where can he get his magic weapon?

In this kind of crisis, we can see the difference between a treasure with real knowledge and a common magic weapon. Once the owner feels the danger of his life, he will automatically come out to protect him.

Originally, there was a slaughtering knife in his body, and Shen Minggu was not afraid, but now he doesn't know why, even if he doesn't move, he feels that he may not be able to survive today.

Now that Zeng Han had killed him, it gave him a glimmer of hope. If he increased his strength, he might even kill Zhang Yan together.

Thinking of this, he immediately shook his spirits, waiting to regain his sword.

I did n’t know that Zhang Yan had a bit of a handle. The seven swordsman trembled, and suddenly seven more brilliance came out and greeted Zeng Han, but Shen Minggu had just emerged a counterattack, but in the blink of an eye he was suppressed again. .

"This Yan, can you divide the fourteen swords in one go?"

At this moment, not only the people present, but also Zeng Han and Shen Minggu were shocked.

Zhang Yanshi had a fight with Zeng Han for a while, and he was already familiar with the changes. Now he doesn't need to keep his hands. The mind is motivated. The seven swords are shining and flying. After that, he will sweat Zeng Han in a short while.

When Zeng Han saw him fighting alone, instead of falling into the wind, he suppressed both of them ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He was even more afraid of him.

He looked around and saw that there was no less than a hundred disciples surrounded by the disciples of Wudang Spirit and Nanhua sent his disciples. The number of those who watched wars overseas was only a few thousand. When his heart moved, he shouted: "All of you Why sit by and watch! This person has the imperial palace falcon, and whoever wins it can get this fairy house! "

Chu Jiu and Qiu Ju stared at each other and immediately jumped into the field. The disciples of Wudang Lingdian and Nanhua School also came to their senses and joined the war.

Someone took the lead, and the other monks who watched the battle seemed to see that it was cheap. At the moment, dozens of people sacrificed the magical flying sword in their hands and killed them.

Zhang Yan saw the various brilliance of the sea rising and falling, the aura was like a tide, and it seemed like a tsunami rolled up, pressing his robe to hunt and move.

In the face of this menacing trend, instead of being afraid, he was motivated to fight in his chest, and issued a sound to curb the scream of Xingyun, only shaking the sword pill, and in time, sixteen brilliant swords flew into the sky!

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