Chapter 6

The moment they struck, Li Fei's eyes were fixed, and his figure suddenly moved forward, extremely fast, and the long sword pointed directly at the retracted right shoulder of the man on the left.

Originally, the opponent's right shoulder shrank back, Li Fei's sword was still two inches away from the target point, but his timing was too ingenious.

Just when the opponent had just exerted his strength and swung his knife to cut down.

In this way, it was as if the opponent took the initiative to bump his right shoulder against the tip of his sword.

"puff"

"what……"

The monk's long sword had just cut halfway, and the long sword had already pierced his right shoulder.

But Li Fei suddenly took a step forward to the left, and the long knife of the monk on the right naturally missed.

Just when the monk slashed at the side of Li Fei's neck with his backhand, Li Fei had already drawn out his long sword and took half a step to the right at the same time.

The monk on the left staggered back, and Li Fei's "Leaving Sword Stance" straight thrust has been transformed into "Swinging Sword Stance".

The route of this upward stroke is exactly on the trajectory of the right arm of the fan monk on the right.

"puff"

There was another sound of a sharp knife passing through the flesh, and the right arm holding the knife of the monk on the right fell to the ground with a "click".

"what……"

The fan monk on the right screamed, although the moment his arm was cut off, he didn't feel any pain at all.

But Fan Seng's scream was not because of pain, but because of the fear caused by his broken arm.

Of course, pain is inevitable. Everyone knows that a broken hand will hurt, and there is nothing wrong with screaming first.

After half a breath, the pain was transmitted to the central nervous system, and the pitiful screams of the monk suddenly became a little more miserable.

Li Fei injured both of them in a single encounter, and couldn't help staring at the man behind him.

There was also a look of amazement in the old Taoist's eyes.

Such a fast sword, not only fast, but also extremely weird.

At this moment, the man's mind was full of doubts, why did this young man seem to know the opponent's moves like the palm of his hand, and every time he used a sword, he was waiting for the opponent's weakness?
This fight gave him the feeling that every time the opponent bumped into Li Fei's sword by himself.

The old Taoist saw that what this young man was using was an exquisite swordsmanship that was known for its speed.

What amazed him the most was not this, but the boy's ability to anticipate the enemy.

It seemed that every move the opponent made was within his expectation, and then with his faster sword moves, he directly attacked the weak point of the opponent's moves and preemptively struck.

This young man looks younger than the champion, but he has a lot of experience in martial arts, he is more sophisticated than many three-to-forty-year-old veterans, he doesn't look like a young man at all.

Li Fei didn't stop after injuring two of them, and went up to the other two monks.

"Dugu Nine Swords" predicts the enemy's opportunity first, recruits to attack, has attack but does not defend, advances but does not retreat.

And this swordsmanship has always been composed of two parts, performing the final formula of the general formula, which is the foundation of "Dugu Nine Swords".

The eight "breaking styles" are martial arts theories. After analyzing the flaws of the opponent's moves in an instant according to the corresponding "breaking styles" theory, the enemy is controlled with the final swordsmanship.

The combination of final formula and breaking formula constitutes the "Nine Swords of Dugu", which breaks the world's martial arts.

The two are indispensable, and if any aspect is missing, it is not the real "Dugu Nine Swords".

However, even if there is no breaking style, it is impossible to break the world's martial arts, and the final style alone is already a top-level swordsmanship.

Even if you don't break other people's moves by yourself and let others break your own moves, the final sword moves are not so easy to break.

Li Fei should not be too relaxed when dealing with this group of actors who didn't even have names in the original plot.

He only wounded the four monks but not killed them, because it was still useful to keep them, but he just picked the tendon of one of their legs to prevent them from escaping.

He didn't have the slightest scruples about the eight military officers.

There is no need to use any tricks with them, because they are not worthy yet.

He used the "Ping Sword Stance" and wiped their throats in one breath.

"Chong"

Li Fei put his long sword into its sheath, and when he turned and walked towards the four monks, the eight military officers fell to the ground clutching their throats.

"You...what do you want?"

Seeing Li Fei walking in front of them and looking at them indifferently, a foreign monk asked in horror.

Li Fei said: "The Great Dao is fifty, and the Tianyan is fourty-nine. Going to one of them is for a chance."

"The so-called heaven has no unparalleled road, God will always leave a glimmer of life for people, it just depends on whether you can grasp it."

Hearing Li Fei's words, the old Taoist had a look of surprise in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect him to say such a thing.

It seems that this young man is a person who respects the Tao, and the old Taoist has a look of admiration on his face.

The four foreign monks raised their hearts immediately, and stared at Li Fei closely, waiting for him to tell the ray of hope.

Li Fei asked, "Are you from the Vajra Sect?"

The leading fan monk said honestly: "Yes."

Li Fei said: "I heard that there is a precious medicine in the Vajra Gate of the Western Regions called Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, which can connect broken bones and heal even years old injuries."

"If you have this precious medicine on your body, you can live, if you don't, you will die."

Hearing Li Fei's words, the old Taoist was immediately moved, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the four foreign monks with burning eyes.

Li Fei just tried it with the mentality of gaining his own luck and losing his life. After all, the possibility of this kind of precious medicine in this kind of trick is really too small.

But reality gave him a surprise.

After listening to Li Fei's words, the four monks breathed a sigh of relief, and then three of them looked at the leader.

Seeing this situation, Li Fei was also overjoyed that there is actually a door.

Sure enough, the leader of the monk reached into his arms, took out a palm-sized octagonal wooden box, and said, "I have Black Jade Ointment. I hope you will keep your promise."

Li Fei copied the wooden box, a faint smile finally appeared on his face, and said: "Your life is worthless in my eyes, so let's go!"

When the four foreign monks heard the words, although they felt aggrieved, they didn't dare to say anything more.

Struggling to stand up, two and two supported each other, helping each other, going back and forth, the speed was not slow.

What they suffered were all traumatic injuries, the meridians of the internal organs were not damaged, and the internal powers were running without hindrance.

You support me to take a step forward on one foot, and I support you to take another step forward, but you will soon go far.

The man clasped his fists to Li Fei and gave a deep bow, saying: "Chang Yuchun, thank you young hero for saving my life, great kindness, great virtue, I will repay you in the future...cough cough cough."

After Chang Yuchun finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and there were bloodshots from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Li Fei stepped forward to help him up, and said, "You don't need to be polite, brother Chang suffered internal injuries?"

Chang Yuchun smiled bitterly and said: "I escorted the young master from Xinyang to the south. On the way, I fought four times with the hawks and dogs sent by the Tartars. I gave a monk two slaps on the chest and vest."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the backs of the four monks, and said: "Brother, did you really let them go like this? They have already seen your face, if you go back and ask the Tartars to draw a portrait to arrest you, I am afraid that you will be killed in the future It’s hard to move an inch.”

The old Taoist also nodded secretly. Although Li Fei kept his promise and let him take a high look, it was very inappropriate to let the monk go away.

Li Fei smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Brother Chang, does he still have the power to kill?"

Chang Yuchun is not a fool, Li Fei's words, he has instantly understood the meaning of it.

"Hahaha……"

Chang Yuchun laughed a few times, and said: "That's right, Xiongtai kept his promise and let them go, but Chang has a deep hatred with them, and it has nothing to do with Xiongtai. Chang has never said that he will let them go." them."

After speaking, he clasped his fists at Li Fei, picked up the scimitar on the ground, turned around and chased after the fan monk who had already entered the forest.

Li Fei shrugged, smiled and nodded at the old Taoist, and walked towards the river by himself.

Li Fei and Chang Yuchun's coquettish manipulation made the old Taoist shake his head and laugh endlessly.

But there was nothing wrong with what they said and did. On the contrary, he appreciated Li Fei's flexibility.

Seeing that Li Fei was about to leave, the old Taoist rushed over.

(End of this chapter)

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