The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 71
When throwing Huo into the air to Patriarch Huoyun, Lian Chengyu grabbed a prepared wooden board and threw it out.

The moment the plank fell into the water, he had already swept up like a lone bird, lightly touched the plank with his toes, and swept his figure again, reaching the opposite bank.

Facing the Patriarch Huoyun who was being healed by Huo Tengkong, Lian Chengyu stretched out his arms and swept towards the distance.During the vertical sweep, the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and all of them became his silhouette.

After walking for about ten breaths, Lian Chengyu frowned suddenly.

He heard the sound of the clothes ripping through the wind.

He found that there was someone behind him.

Glancing out of the corner of the eye, he vaguely saw a figure hanging behind him.

The combination of Lian Chengyu's "Growing Lotus Step by Step" and "Thousands of Spiritual Movement", regardless of dexterity or speed, can be crowned with the word "excellent" when looking at the entire rivers and lakes.

There are not many people in the world who can keep up with his footsteps, it can even be described as a handful, and everyone is enough to become his strong enemy.

Lianchengyu flicked his sleeves suddenly, and a cloud of black light suddenly shot towards the shadow behind him.

At the same time, he tapped his toes on a tree, bent his body violently, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the fist whizzed like wind, as if it could split mountains and crack rocks, and smashed towards the figure.

Putting his hidden weapon techniques in front of the top masters, it may not have much effect.

But as long as that person's actions are slightly sluggish and distracted, then the next punch is enough to seriously injure or even kill that person.

But this person is really extraordinary.

With a flick of his sleeve, he stretched out his palm, with a flick, a lure, and somehow, the concealed weapon lost its aim and hit the stone beside it with a "ding ding ding".

Immediately afterwards, he swiped his hands and stretched his fingers, as if opening a sky, enveloping Lian Chengyu's "32 Route Kaishan Fist".

boom! !

When the fist strength is combined with this "sky curtain", the sky curtain will be empty, like hitting cotton, and some of the power will be transferred back to counter Lianchengyu.

Amidst the energy overflowing, Lian Chengyu took a few steps back lightly, her blood churned, her heart sank slightly, and she said to herself, "Turning kongfu? No, no, specious..."

At the same time, he glanced at the man.But it was a man covered in black clothes. Although his appearance and height were ordinary, his whole body carried a faint sense of oppression, and his eyes were deep.

"With such superb kung fu, why do you need to be a running dog of Red Fire Castle?" Lian Chengyu frowned.

The man in black stood with his hands behind his back, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile on his mouth: "The place where I stick to the pole is long, and I am lonely. Just relying on Patriarch Huoyun, I am not worthy of being his lackey."

Lian Chengyu showed a dazed look.

In this world, he is now considered to have stepped into the ranks of top masters.

If a passer-by ran out at random, and he was equal to him, wouldn't his hard work for the past few months be in vain?

Lian Chengyu's eyes flashed, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I made a mistake. Your Excellency is not a lackey of the Red Fire Castle, but a lackey of the imperial court, but there is no obvious difference, they are all lackeys."

Dugu Zongheng was not angry at all, and there was not even the slightest turbulence on his face: "It doesn't matter if you are a lackey of the court or a high-ranking man in the rivers and lakes. You walk on your single-plank bridge, and I will cross my Yangguan Road. It's just that you have been making a lot of noise recently, and your single-plank bridge will be destroyed." Is it unreasonable to ride across my Yangguan Road?"

"Not only do I want to ride on your Yangguan Road, but I also want to slash your Yangguan Road."

Hearing a dragon cry of "choke", Wuyou pulled out of the sheath, the saber was as bright as a blue rainbow, and slashed towards Dugu vertically and horizontally.

Unexpectedly, Dugu Zongheng retreated lightly and dodged.

Lian Chengyu turned his wrist, the blade was as bright as a green dragon, and he wanted to draw Dugu vertically and horizontally into the blade, but unexpectedly, the latter slapped the back of the blade, and his whole body flew backwards like flying catkins again.

The next dozen moves are all repetitions of the previous ones.

Dugu blindly backed away, he had no intention of fighting, and was as slippery as a loach.

But every time Lian Chengyu forced him back and leaped out, Dugu Zongheng followed behind him like a ghost in hanging boots.

"War and don't fight, retreat and never retreat, why?"

Crash!Another slash was made, forcing Dugu to retreat, Lian Chengyu let out a cry.

"You're a traitor, I'm an officer and soldier." Dugu Zongheng's expression was calm, his eyes seemed to be teasing, like a cat playing with a mouse: "The war should be fought, not now."

Lian Chengyu was quick-witted, and quickly realized: "So, you are waiting for Patriarch Huoyun?!"

Dugu Zongheng didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

"So that's the case, hehe..."

Lian Chengyu thought about it for a moment, and guessed the reason very closely.

For one thing, although Dugu Zongheng is strong, even if he can capture and kill Lian Chengyu, the rebel, he will inevitably end up in a losing-lose situation.

So he left a lot of marks for Patriarch Huoyun along the way, waiting for Patriarch Huoyun to arrive.

When the two top masters join forces, looking at the whole world, I am afraid that only the sword master Ye Jiangui can contend with it.

Secondly, he was so obviously hanging behind Lian Chengyu, putting tremendous pressure on Lian Chengyu, making Lian Chengyu unable to fully exert his strength under the oppression of his mind.

After considering all kinds of reasons, Lian Chengyu chuckled, and fled in another direction as if Dugu Zongheng did not exist.

After about half an hour, he came to an extremely high cliff.

There was a stone table on the cliff. On the stone table was a box made of wicker. When the box was opened, there was a roast chicken and half a jug of wine inside.

Lian Chengyu sat on the stone bench, ate meat and wine, and greeted Dugu Zongheng.

"My original intention was to fight Patriarch Huoyun here, so I prepared food and drinks here, recharged my batteries, and fought for three hundred rounds. I don't know if the sticky pole leader is willing to drink with someone, and he will rest when he is drunk? "

"Death prisoners also have their heads cut off, so I won't argue with you." Dugu said with his arms crossed.

"Haha, then don't regret it." Lian Chengyu laughed, and took another sip of wine.

It's just that the sticky stick didn't see it, the wine was actually red.

After half a cup of tea, Patriarch Huoyun, who came after looking for the trail, finally set foot on the cliff.

At this time, Lian Chengyu still had the last sip of wine, the last half of a chicken leg...

When he saw the pot of wine, Patriarch Huoyun's expression suddenly changed: "What does this wine have to do with Huo Lingzhi?!"

"This wine is brewed by fire ganoderma, and only the last sip is left. It's a pity... the sticky stem is too long to look down upon."

After drinking the last sip of wine, Lian Chengyu hiccupped and stood up, only to feel that his whole body was filled with explosive power. He drew out his knife, his eyes glistened, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

"Come to fight!!"

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