Zen Strange Records

Chapter 52 The Repertoire of Martial Arts Novels

"Hehe, boy, although you have seen through our trick, it is useless, you are dead tonight!" The fat man laughed twice proudly, put away the folding fan with a "pop", and actually pulled it out from his waist He picked up a soft sword, which made Ye Xiaosan’s balls hurt.

In my impression, those who like to use this kind of soft sword seem to be young girls. This scene really ruins people's outlook.

"Stop talking nonsense, Lao Xing, let's do it!" Lao Qian took the pitchfork off his back impatiently, and with a yell, a group of men in black got the signal and shouted to kill them. Fortunately, the gang Compared with the previous wave, the men in black are obviously a lot more amateurish. They have neither strict organization nor superb methods. They look like a mob gathered by a group of bandits.

"Everyone is holding on." Yeluli issued the order domineeringly, with no panic in his eyes. Although there were many people in a mere ragtag group, they were not necessarily his elite opponents who had experienced hundreds of battles.

While talking, the girl took out a long sword from her subordinates, as if she was going to go into battle in person, and then looked at Ma Dongdong, but she looked like a weak girl, guarding Ada who was seriously injured and unconscious in the carriage The powerful Meng Bo.

Well, who cares, this level of miscellaneous soldiers should be easy to deal with, Ye Xiaosan was full of confidence, looked around, but didn't find any convenient weapons, so he couldn't help but cheekily leaned on the carriage: "Dongdong, that, lend me your weapon."

The girl tilted her head cutely, and then nodded. She did not know what kind of magic was performed, but suddenly a small scimitar as thin as cicada wings and as curved as a crescent moon appeared on her slender hand.

Ye Xiaosan took it, and was immediately amazed. The knife seemed extremely light, but it was quite heavy when he held it in his hand, and he didn't know what material it was made of. It's a pity that a girl as small as Ma Dongdong can move it freely.

"An unknown item was detected, do you want to detect it?"

Ye Xiaosan was quite surprised by Ku Jiang's voice, looked at the scimitar in his hand, Ye Xiaosan nodded, but didn't care, looked outside, the man in black had already confronted Yeluli's men, although he himself This side is well-trained, but there are too many opponents, and it is a bit difficult to understand for a while.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xiaosan rushed forward brandishing the scimitar, well, regardless of strength, just looking at this posture is still very bluffing!

Yeluli usually looks weak, but at this moment he is extremely majestic, dancing with a long sword in a similar manner, but it is different from the Central Plains martial arts, it is more like dancing with a sword, opening and closing, full of sternness beyond the Great Wall Qi.

Ye Xiaosan was naturally not to be outdone, after regaining his internal strength, a certain person was extremely swollen, and wanted to find a few people to practice his hands, but to be on the safe side, he looked around and decided to lean towards Yeluli's direction, the reason is very simple, It seems that the girl has the fewest enemies around her.

"Miss Yelu, don't worry, I'll help you!" Cough, I always feel that this scene seems familiar, maybe it's an illusion!

While thinking wildly in his mind, a strong wind hit from the side, Ye Xiaosan hurriedly dodged sideways, and immediately brushed a steel fork past his ear, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Hey, you're bald, you look wretched, and you want to hit me when you look at it. I'm sure you're the target!" The gangster named Lao Qian laughed strangely. He crossed the steel fork in his hand and turned it into a thorn, swinging towards Ye Xiaosan. come over.

"Damn, are you blind? You're handsome!" Before he finished speaking, Ye Xiaosan, who had a strong desire to survive, bent down and rolled on the ground, narrowly escaped the attack, and rolled on the uneven ground. After crawling and rolling a few meters, I looked up: "Black?"

"Bastard, where are you looking!" Yeluli blushed, and stepped hard on Ye Xiaosan's face.

"Misunderstanding." Holding his head with bleeding nose and small shoe marks, Ye Xiaosan climbed up from the ground in embarrassment. As he climbed, he muttered: "What a mistake. Did people wear similar things in ancient times? "

While the two were arguing, the men in black around them took a few steps back, and Lao Qian and Lao Xing stepped forward, forming a confrontation with the two.

"Oh, it's finally king versus king." Ye Xiaosan, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, smiled shamelessly and confidently, took a step forward, then consciously took three steps back and hid behind Yeluli: "That's all, I'm not afraid of death. Come on, this poor monk will relax his muscles and bones tonight!"

"Now I kind of believe that you are not a Buddhist." The girl glanced at someone behind her like a pest, and then looked sternly at the weird duo who came forward.

At this time, the guards had been divided into several teams by many men in black, and the eye-catching carriage was much safer because of the presence of Ma Dongdong.

"Hey, listen up, I'll deal with the fork guy later, and you deal with the fat man." The girl whispered to Ye Xiaosan behind her in a small voice.

"Why didn't you deal with the fat man, and I'll deal with the one with the fork." It should be said that it was a sixth sense, Ye Xiaosan instinctively felt that the fat man was more difficult to deal with.

"Because he's too ugly." Yeluli replied decisively, and before Ye Xiaosan could complain, he had already struck first. The seemingly thin long sword became extremely domineering in the girl's hands. The sound of the wind hit Lao Qian's forehead.

"Well done!" Lao Qian shouted, raised his steel fork, and easily blocked the incoming sword. Then he kicked it out, and Yeluli dodged lightly. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the angle was tricky, and the slanting stab was Pointing towards the opponent's chest, he saw that he was done, but when he heard a crisp "dang" sound, the tip of the sword stopped at Lao Qian's chest, rarely making an inch forward.

"What?" The girl was slightly taken aback, and before she could figure it out, the steel fork that was shooting from the cold light was no longer stabbing at her face with any sympathy.

On the other side, Ye Xiaosan's battle is less suspenseful. The fat man named Lao Xing looks bloated, but he is agile. A soft sword moves like a long whip. When it dances, it looks like a big net, faintly covering the direction. Ye Xiaosan, on the other hand, looked at the opposite side and saw a weird scimitar that was a divine weapon. But when it was time to take action, he remembered that he didn't know how to use a sword, so he had to rely on instinct and wave it around randomly, using his other hand to strike a few blows. The move had little effect, and soon he was in a state of disarray and exhausted from fighting.

Two groups of four people were fighting and moving, they had already separated from the crowd before they knew it, and when they came back to their senses, there were still half people around.

"Oops, I've been tricked!" Yeluli came to his senses first, narrowly dodging the steel fork that swept across, turned around, and suddenly found a bottomless cliff behind him, and immediately understood the opponent's plan , couldn't help sneering again and again: "It's a good calculation, but we are not fools, and we will definitely not jump down by ourselves. I am afraid you are useless."

Before he could finish speaking, a "咻" figure flew towards him diagonally, but at some point, Ye Xiaosan was kicked away by that old Xing.

"Help, help!" The man was in mid-air, watching his body fly upside down towards the cliff, Ye Xiaosan fluttered wildly in the air with his teeth and claws, and caught the girl's skirt without paying attention.

"Wait, wait, you idiot!" Yeluli screamed, and before he could react, he felt his neck tighten, and a strong force came from behind him, and he was also dragged away from the cliff.
(End of this chapter)