Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 115 The Flower Tribulation

"Li Xunhuan!"

Shangguan Fei suddenly turned around and immediately saw a person and recognized his identity.

Li Xunhuan walked up and walked past Shangguan Fei unsuspectingly. He walked up to Long Xiaoyun, raised his hand and took off the copper coin from his head, and gently rubbed it on the top of his head. Wen Yan said: "Don't be afraid, Uncle Li is here!"

Feeling the temperature of that slender and powerful palm, and the deep concern in those words, a complex look appeared on Long Xiaoyun's face, but it was soon replaced by the innocent mask he usually used to show off to others. He said happily: "Thank you, Uncle Li!"

Li Xunhuan's sharp eyesight was such that he could clearly see the change in his demeanor at that moment. He sighed secretly in his heart, turned around and threw the copper coin to Shangguan Fei, and shouted softly: "Take action!"

The moment Li Xunhuan took a step forward, Shangguan Fei was already holding the double rings and tensing his whole body, looking for an opportunity to strike.

However, Li Xunhuan's movements seemed to be empty, but he never dared to make a move rashly. He just squeezed his double rings tighter and tighter, his body became tighter and tighter, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

In the moment when Li Xunhuan walked up and walked past him until he reached Long Xiaoyun and turned his back to him, he thought about countless ways to attack the opponent's empty door, but the results of his speculations were all waiting for his attack to be launched. In an instant, the empty door disappeared and turned into a terrible trap that lured the enemy deep. The dragon and phoenix ring, his mother and son, were instantly controlled by others, and he himself was killed on the spot.

There are flaws everywhere, but there are no flaws everywhere. He has only seen such a terrifying martial arts realm in his most respected father.

But his whole body was like a dam full of floods. If the gates were not opened in time to release the accumulated power, the dam would collapse on its own.

The copper coins thrown by Li Xunhuan seemed to have opened a hole in the dam, actively diverting the floodwater behind the dam.

Shangguan Fei let out a clear scolding, and the dragon and phoenix rings flew out from his hands, criss-crossing and hitting Li Xunhuan's chest.

Martial arts emphasizes that "one inch is short and one inch is dangerous." The double ring of dragon and phoenix is ​​the most dangerous weapon in martial arts. This style of "dragon flying and phoenix flying with both hands" is even more dangerous.

In the past, when Shangguan Jinhong taught Shangguan Fei this move, he warned him very solemnly that he should never use this killing move only when the opponent or himself is in desperate situation, to kill the opponent or to survive in death.

Looking at the pair of dragon and phoenix golden rings whizzing towards him, Li Xunhuan admired in his heart. Although the power of this attack was definitely not as powerful as Shangguan Jinhong himself, it still brought a bit of his shadow, allowing him to get a glimpse of this ranking person. The fear of a peerless master above him.

He raised his right hand, and the world-famous Xiao Li Flying Knife appeared between his fingers like magic. He stretched out his hand and stabbed out the knife gently, with extremely precise precision, the two rings intertwined and instantly penetrated the gap between them. Then pick it up and down.

"Ding, ding," two soft sounds were heard, and the golden ring flew sideways and fell to the ground, no longer posing the slightest threat.

Shangguan Fei's face was ashen, his body was shaking like autumn leaves in the wind, and he seemed unable to stand firm.

Li Xunhuan sighed: "You don't have to be discouraged. Achievements in martial arts need to be gradual. Now that your foundation has been laid very solidly, as long as you are willing to work hard and practice hard, I will not be sure to take this blow in ten years."

Shangguan Fei's body gradually stopped shaking, and he said in a harsh voice: "You won't kill me?"

Li Xun Huan smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, shook his head and said, "Too many people have died here tonight, there is really no need for one more."

Without saying a word, Shangguan Fei leaned over to pick up the double rings and the copper coin, turned around and left.

Li Xunhuan looked at the somewhat desolate back of the young man, and while he was sighing in his heart, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. He turned around without thinking, and saw a thin, thin long sword piercing out from Long Xiaoyun's arm without any sound. . The speed of this sword is extremely fast, and the power of the sword is also extremely fierce.

And the most terrifying thing is the "hiding" before drawing the sword, not showing any signs of whereabouts or murderous intent. Even masters like Li Xunhuan only feel it after drawing the sword.

Li Xunhuan has known Ah Fei for many years, and he can clearly tell that the speed of this sword is definitely not as fast as Ah Fei's, and its ruthlessness is even worse.

Of course, Ah Fei no longer only knows how to kill people with a quick sword, and his understanding of the realm of swordsmanship is far beyond that of this sword.

But no matter what, this is one of the most terrifying sword techniques that Li Xunhuan has encountered in his life.

In front of this sword, he didn't even have time to release the flying knife in his hand, so he could only block the attack of this sword with the knife in his hand.

"Ding!"

Blades clashed with each other, gold and iron clashed, and sparks flew everywhere.

Li Xun Huan felt a light touch in his hand, and his expression suddenly changed.

The narrow sword that looked gray and inconspicuous was actually an extremely sharp weapon. It cut off the fine steel flying knife in his hand that was made by Tie Zhan himself.

The reason why Xiao Li's flying knife is as fast as lightning is not only because of his unique mentality and technique of delivering the knife, but also because of the special structure of the flying knife. When the blade flies through the wind, there is almost no air resistance. Now that the blade is broken, even if the knife is released, the speed will be very high. There will also be a decline.

This change in speed may not be obvious, but for some masters, it is enough to break the myth that Xiao Li's flying knife is always in vain.

The moment he was stunned for a moment, a figure suddenly fell down from the eaves above. The head that was facing downwards with tangled hair violently hit Li Xun Huan's head with a crude head hammer.

Li Xunhuan didn't want to know whether the hardness of his head was better than the other's, so he raised his left hand and used a grappling technique to grab the man's right shoulder.

Although this man's moves are crude and not like those of a master, he is just like the man who used the sword. He didn't notice him until the moment he made the move, and he didn't dare to underestimate him at all. Therefore, this grappling move is the best in his life. One of the unique skills.

However, at the same time as he took action, the man also stretched out a hand to grab him. The grappling technique he used was even faster and more sophisticated, and he actually grabbed the wrist of his left hand first.

Those five fingers could barely touch his skin, and with a gentle sweep of the little finger, as if inadvertently, they had hit the "Pianli point" three inches above the horizontal crease on the back of his wrist.

Li Xun Huan's wrist went numb, and his reaction was slightly slower for a moment.

In this fleeting moment, the man's five fingers were like the most skilled luthier playing the strings, jumping and bouncing upward along the "Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian" on his arm with an indescribable sense of beauty. , or by brushing, pressing, wiping or twisting, all the more than ten acupuncture points from the wrist to the shoulder will be sealed.

When one of Li Xun Huan's left arms was completely frozen, and the left half of his body became numb and weak, the man somersaulted over his head and fell from behind him, his hands turned into an afterimage, and his fingers moved along like the wind. He tapped the "Dazhui point" on the back of his neck all the way to the "Zhiyang point" on the lower back.

(End of this chapter)