Martial arts long journey

Chapter 35 Fighting in the Dark Night

Ready to mobilize the internal strength in his body, Zhou Yan listened carefully to the sound of footsteps coming from the roof, and was ready to strike at the uninvited guest with the force of thunder at any time.

"Sneaking up on the roof in the middle of the night, could it be the assassins sent by those villains of the Zhou family?"

At the same time, Zhou Yan couldn't help but secretly calculated in his heart.

In the dead of night, if someone suddenly sneaked onto the roof of Zhou Yan's residence, he must be someone with ulterior motives.

Zhou's Mine is located on the branch of Ailao Mountain, surrounded by deep mountains and old forests, and there is no human habitation within a hundred miles.

Moreover, Zhou's Mine is not a valuable gold ore ore, it is just iron ore, and there is no other valuable things at all except for the concentrated ore that has been smelted.

Even if those concentrates are worth some silver, they are still very complicated to carry, so the uninvited guest on the roof is definitely not a thief like a gentleman on the beam.

"It doesn't matter, water comes to cover, soldiers come to block, wait for him to show his flaws first!"

With a secret thought in his heart, Zhou Yan immediately tensed up his nerves, and listened intently to the movement from the roof.

In a small place like Yanzhou Mansion, there are only two warriors with the highest strength in the fetal breath realm, and there are definitely not many warriors in the blood quenching realm.

Although Zhou Yan is called the eldest son of the Zhou family, he was always called a waste in the Yanzhou mansion before, and he didn't have the slightest martial arts strength at all. Naturally, it is impossible to attract warriors in the realm of fetal breath to deal with him.

As for the warriors who are in the same blood quenching realm as Zhou Yan, as long as they are not the children of famous families whose foundations have been built by the major martial arts forces since childhood, he will not have the slightest fear at all.

"Crack, click, click..."

Listening carefully to the sound of cracking and rubbing tiles on the roof, Zhou Yan found that the uninvited guest had gradually moved to the window or the eaves.

"thump!"

Accompanied by a dull but not loud sound, it was obvious that the uninvited guest had already jumped down from the eaves.

Just when the uninvited guest landed on the ground, the bright moon, which had been hidden behind the dark clouds and was as bright as a white jade plate, quietly moved out of it at some point.

Wisps of clear light slowly sprinkled on it, clearly and brightly projected the uninvited guest's figure with a long blade on his back on the hollowed-out tallow window.

Looking at the looming figure on the tallow tree by the window, a cold light flashed in the depths of Zhou Yan's eyes.

Then, seeing Zhou Yan slap the bed suddenly, he jumped up from the bed and flew straight towards the figure outside the tallow window.

At the same time, the internal force in Zhou Yan's body, which was already ready to be released, suddenly surged with all its strength.

Immediately urged by Zhou Yan's use of the skill of thousands of spiders and poisonous hands, he slapped the figure outside the tallow tree fiercely with a purple blood hand.

"Whoa!"

With the messy sawdust splashed out from the shattered tallow tree, Zhou Yan's purple blood hand was already within easy reach of the uninvited guest.

However, since the uninvited guest dared to sneak into the courtyard where Zhou Yan lived late at night, he naturally had martial arts at his side. He suddenly clenched his right hand and punched Zhou Yan boldly.

"Boom!"

When the fists and palms met, a dull sound suddenly exploded from it, and Zhou Yan and the uninvited guest were shocked by the opponent's strength and kept retreating.

It was only a split-second fight, but Zhou Yan immediately tested the strength of the unexpected guest. He was a warrior who was in the same blood quenching realm as him.

And it's not just those ordinary warriors who broke through to the blood quenching realm through physical training, they actually have the inheritance of inner strength and mentality.

Although both are in the realm of quenching blood, Zhou Yan has no fear at all.

But seeing that Zhou Yan used the force of constantly retreating, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked on the edge of the window behind him, and then attacked the uninvited guest with a stronger momentum.

At the same time, the uninvited guest also stopped his retreating figure.

Seeing Zhou Yan attacking again extremely quickly, he also made a countermeasure in an instant.

With a casual swipe behind him, he held the long blade behind his back in his hand, and stabbed at Zhou Yan like a vicious snake.

"Ok?"

Seeing such an attacking method, Zhou Yandang secretly gave a little gasp in his heart.

There are probably no other weapons for the long blades that are mainly stabbed, except for those spears that are sharpened at the top.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong. If Zhou Yan continues to attack the uninvited guest, he will probably be stabbed by the long blade, whether it is a gun or a spear, before he can get close to the enemy. hole.

Now that he has understood the scheme of the uninvited guest, Zhou Yan naturally has a way to deal with it.

But seeing Zhou Yan, who was fearless in the face of danger, his right hand trembled like a dragon, and a black light suddenly emerged from his hand. It was the Zhuangyuan brush that was nine inches long.

That being the case, compared to the long blade in the hands of the unexpected visitor, the Zhuangyuan pen in Zhou Yan's hand was still too short.

But Zhou Yan had already taken out the champion pen, so he naturally had other calculations in his heart.

The moment Zhuangyuan pen was held in the palm of Zhou Yan's palm with the move of Fengminghuang, he directly displayed the most essence of the Phoenix's three nods, which is the Phoenix Laiyi.

Although the three nods of the phoenix is ​​a short-handed combat technique, but in such a situation where the length of the weapons between the enemy and the enemy is very different, Zhou Yan will naturally not insist on using this martial skill bluntly.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

Zhou Yan sideways dodged the long blade stabbed by the uninvited guest, fully mobilized the internal force and the power of blood in his body, and used the Phoenix Laiyi to pick the long blade three times in a row, completely crushing it It flew aside.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhou Yan's Zhuangyuan pen draw a half-arc like an antelope's horns, roam like a dragon, and use the word "chun" to make decisions, poking at the vital acupoint on the chest of the uninvited guest with incomparable speed. past.

If Zhou Yan's blow worked, he might have stabbed the uninvited guest to death in an instant.

But the uninvited guest was not an ordinary person, but seeing his left hand that had stabbed out the long blade, Mengmeng retreated suddenly, and the right hand holding the end of the blade suddenly pushed away.

Immediately, he placed the long weapon across his chest, blocking Zhou Yan's stroke.

"Stab!"

As soon as the weapons in the hands of the two sides collided with each other, dazzling sparks burst out in the dark night.

(End of this chapter)