Jun Youyun

Chapter 105
"Crouching Tiger!" Su Baiyi exclaimed in surprise, the person in front of him was the vice-seat of Shanglin Tiangong Qingming Court who almost took him away on the Golden Wind that day, this person... Su Baiyi chuckled in his heart, it's not good Deal with it.

Hearing Su Baiyi call this person's name, Zhao Xiaqiu's expression also changed slightly: "Second seat of Qingmingyuan, crouching tiger?"

Crouching Tiger looked at Zhao Xiaqiu, and twitched his mouth: "You are the sword demon Zhao Xiaqiu? I heard that you are ranked third among the nine evils in Castlevania?"

Zhao Xiaqiu sighed, and pulled out the two broken swords on his back: "It's only the third one, I'm laughing at you."

Crouching Tiger smiled: "It's a good one. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise my trip would be too boring with just the two guys beside you."

"What a bold tone!" Nangong Xi'er made a gesture and was about to draw her sword. She was seriously injured in the battle against Crouching Tiger that day, and she was not reconciled to losing. See you today, and you will definitely avenge your shame.Su Baiyi was so anxious that he tugged Nangong Xi'er's sleeve again, before he realized that fighting is the second priority, and running away is the first!

Crouching Tiger let out a big yawn, then picked up the long package beside him, and pulled out the golden-backed machete from it: "It's not a big deal, I still have to exercise my muscles and bones first."

Zhao Xiaqiu looked at the knife and smiled: "It's a good knife."

"Do you know what goes best with a knife?" Crouching Tiger asked.

Zhao Xiaqiu shook his head: "Please enlighten me."

"Of course it's a big head!" Crouching Tiger swung his machete and slashed at Zhao Xiaqiu. Zhao Xiaqiu swung his swords and took the blow. The wooden board under his feet was instantly shattered. He frowned slightly: " Mr. Su, Miss Nangong, this person is very powerful, we might hurt you if we fight, please back away."

Su Baiyi hurriedly pulled Nangong Xi'er aside, he whispered: "Senior Sister, who do you think can win between the two of them?"

"This crouching tiger's sword skills are extraordinary, we couldn't beat him together that day, and he deserves the title of deputy seat of Qingmingyuan. And this Taoist priest, although he defeated Bai Jile that day, his sword skills..." Nangong Xi'er shook her head.

While the two were talking, Zhao Xiaqiu had already fought several tricks with Crouching Tiger. Crouching Tiger's saber technique was fierce and domineering, almost demolishing most of the inn within a few jumps, and Zhao Xiaqiu's saber technique together The first style is extremely simple and clumsy, like a person who has just started learning swords.

"Wudang Mountain Liangyi swordsmanship?" Crouching Tiger said angrily, "Is Daoist Zhao looking down on me?"

Zhao Xiaqiu opened Crouching Tiger with a sword, and shook his head: "You're kidding me, I only know this kind of swordsmanship."

Crouching Tiger frowned slightly: "It seems that the legend is true, when you killed your master and senior brother, you really went crazy because of practicing sword..."

Zhao Xiaqiu's face showed anger for the first time when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice, "I didn't kill them."

"If you haven't lost your temper, how come the majestic successor of the Seven Great Swords of Wudang knows only these two swordsmanship?" Crouching Tiger swung his saber down, changing three styles during it, but was still easily blocked by Zhao Xiaqiu.

Zhao Xiaqiu gritted his teeth and said, "I told you, I didn't kill them!"

"If you didn't kill them, why would Wudang chase you down the mountain? And why did you join Castlevania?" Crouching Tiger asked back.

"Shut up!" Zhao Xiaqiu suddenly threw the two broken swords in his hands into the air, and then opened his hands suddenly, and the two broken swords were suspended in midair like this, with red light shining around the sword body.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Crouching Tiger asked in a low voice.

Su Baiyi also looked up at the two broken swords, and murmured: "Just looking at this posture, it must be a very powerful sword technique."

Zhao Xiaqiu jumped up, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and then spun in the air before chopping down.

"Liangyi swordsmanship, opening the sky."

"Liangyi swordsmanship: Youfeng."

"Yangyi swordsmanship, three lives."

Zhao Xiaqiu recited the name of the sword move indifferently, and pressed down Crouching Tiger's surging saber energy inch by inch, and lifted Crouching Tiger's sword into the air at the end of the last move.

Crouching Tiger was shocked, how could this be Liangyi swordsmanship?

How could there be such a powerful Liangyi swordsmanship in the world?
"Some people lose their cool when they are provoked." Behind Crouching Tiger, another man in black suddenly spoke.

Zhao Xiaqiu swung his sword again and slashed at Crouching Tiger's neck.

"Some people become even more terrifying when they are provoked." The man in black took a step forward and grabbed Crouching Tiger by the collar and pulled him back, blocking Zhao Xiaqiu.

When the sword fell, the hat on the head of the man in black was smashed to pieces, but under the hat, there was still no real face.

It's a white mask.

"Qianjiyuan?" Zhao Xiaqiu murmured.

The masked man raised his head slightly, and suddenly raised his right hand, holding a dark green umbrella above his right hand.

"Senior seat of Qianjiyuan, Wen Xi?" Su Baiyi recognized the umbrella.

The face under the mask smiled slightly, and the long dark green umbrella suddenly opened, forcing Zhao Xiaqiu to take a step back.Then Su Baiyi saw the tip of the umbrella and turned it slightly. Although he didn't know what would happen next, Su Baiyi realized the danger and hurriedly shouted: "Daoist Zhao, be careful of the umbrella tip! Get out of the way!"

Before the words fell, dozens of long needles shot out from the tip of the umbrella, so fast that it was impossible to dodge. Zhao Xiaqiu raised his swords violently, opened a red sword energy, and stopped in front of him.

Wen Xi put away the umbrella and waved back lightly, knocking the big knife on the ground back into Crouching Tiger's hands, and said in a deep voice, "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Sword Art?"

Crouching Tiger was shocked: "The supreme swordsmanship that has been lost for a hundred years in Wudang Mountain?"

Zhao Xiaqiu lowered his swords, his brows were wrinkled, and beads of sweat the size of a bean appeared on his forehead.

Wen Xi looked at a red spot that slowly appeared on Zhao Xiaqiu's shoulder, and sighed lightly: "It should be that he hasn't practiced a complete sword art, otherwise the hidden weapon on the nine-day umbrella can't hurt him."

Su Baiyi looked at Zhao Xiaqiu's expression, slightly worried: "Taoist, how are you?"

"You take Miss Nangong to Castlevania first, here is the map." Zhao Xiaqiu threw a roll of maps in his arms into Su Baiyi's hands, "I can't accompany you on this trip, sorry. I hope we can meet again in Castlevania."

Su Baiyi was stunned: "The Taoist priest..."

Zhao Xiaqiu gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, three silver needles shot out from his shoulder, and then black blood flowed out from the wound.Su Baiyi immediately reacted, the silver needle on the Nine Heavens Umbrella was poisoned!

Wen Xi took out a medicine bottle from her arms and put it on the ground: "This is the antidote. As long as Daoist Zhao asks us to take away the two people behind you, this antidote will be given to you. Shanglin Tiangong has no intention of collaborating with Castlevania For the enemy."

Zhao Xiaqiu's eyes slowly turned red, and he said with a smile: "Really, you don't intend to be an enemy of Castlevania? But now I really want to - kill you!"

(End of this chapter)