Modern Cultivation Record

"No, wait, he still insists on staying!"

"Okay, then wait. That Li Yan Wang is really strong, much better than ours, that martial art is really powerful, it kills people, it's smashing."

"It is indeed a ruthless character."

As a martial artist, King Li Yan has an unusually sharp and vigorous internal energy, and has very powerful sword skills, and the displayed combat power is naturally very powerful.

Martial arts are also divided into strengths and weaknesses. When the realm is equal, the strength of martial arts reflects the combat effectiveness of both sides.

Even though Lin Yucheng and Song Zhixian are both martial arts masters, they are not sure about Li Yan Wang, because the martial arts they master are not as powerful as Li Yan Wang's.

One point difference is the difference between life and death.

Not to mention the samurai below a realm. For Li Yan Wang, it only depends on how much, there is no difference between high and low.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the sword was still sharp, and the swiftness of the sword made people unable to see the shape. The exquisite sword skills pierced the air, pierced, and picked up the giants relative to it.

The sound of pops flew up one by one, and then landed like raindrops.

Splashing blood!

The alley was stained red, and the killing intent was exaggerated, and the atmosphere of terror spread in it.

The alley became quiet for a while, everyone stopped their hands and looked at King Li Yan in amazement, with fear in their eyes. At this moment, the party with a large number of people seemed to have become the weaker party.

Although King Li Yan already seemed to be struggling and panting heavily, no one dared to slaughter him anymore, and many people were already afraid of being killed.

"This person is really amazing. Depending on the level of cultivation, there should be no senior martial artist level, and the actual combat effectiveness should not be bad." Yang Huan commented behind him.

Wang Shi nodded in agreement, and Mo Sang looked at Liu Er.

At this time. Liu Er suddenly showed a meaningful smile.

"It seems there are a few big fishes behind."

The three of Wang Shi were startled, then closed their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, they all looked clear.

Not far from the alley, a group of warriors stood silently behind the courtyard wall, holding high-precision crossbow arrows in their hands. The crossbow arrows were faintly shining with cold light, and there was a layer of invisible inner energy light.

These are high-powered crossbow arrows propelled by internal energy, which are more powerful than the bullets fired by the guns in the past.

Among this group of warriors. There are two warriors with particularly strong auras. One is a middle-aged man with handsome eyebrows and handsome eyes. He is particularly eye-catching wearing a white shirt. He also holds a long sword in his hand. The other is a bald man with a hideous face, from the top of his head. Xiang You cracked a scar, adding a bit of terror.

Hear the report of his staff. The middle-aged man in white shirt frowned slightly, looked at the deep alley in front of him, and said softly: "We are all seriously injured, and there is such a fighting capacity. It is worthy of Li Yan, the legendary existence. This time, the two of us personally Come here, I should be able to kill him directly."

The bald man was silent unexpectedly, lowered his head and said nothing. He listened attentively. Take off a big knife from his back.

"It's time for us to do it."

The middle-aged man in white shirt sighed slightly: "Do you want to die like that."

"It's not always a matter of who lives and dies!"

In the alley. King Li Yan spoke calmly again, the coldness in the words was frightening: "Call the people behind you to come out, it should be the squad of the Martial Artists Guild. I don't know who is coming this time, while I still have some strength, say I can keep some hands for a while."

Wang Li Yan's calm gaze swept across Lin Yucheng, Song Zhixian and the others, and the latter two trembled in their hearts, and choked at the cruel words they wanted to say.

No one spoke to the other side.

King Li Yan chuckled lightly, and the coldness in his words grew stronger and stronger: "Since they don't come out, they have to kill you all. They will definitely come out when they want to come."

"you!"

"The devil!"

This group of desperate warriors looked at King Li Yan, who was slowly approaching them, as if they saw a murderous demon nodding to them gracefully, then raised the sword of the devil and chopped off their necks mercilessly. It was to crush them into pieces so that they could no longer make a sound.

Lin Yucheng and Song Zhixian had cold sweats on their heads, and their calves couldn't help but tremble. Even if they knew that Li Yan Wang was stubborn at the moment, they couldn't help being afraid and terrified in their hearts.

"This devil, really is not a human being, and it is so soft when killing so many people!"

"This guy deserves to be called the man called the real king, it's terrible!"

It was Li Yan Wang's sword that answered him!

And his cold eyes.

"It seems that what I found is very important to them. It seems to be the information found by the most powerful man in the intelligence department. Although it seems very nonsense, this kind of identification of true and false is not my expertise. Let that group of people have a headache. There is also the encryption part, and they have to solve it. I just need to be responsible for bringing things back."

King Li Yan moved forward slowly, and while the sword light flashed, he brought a puff of blood and fell a corpse.

"It's time for you two!"

King Li Yan looked at Lin Yucheng and Song Zhixian with cold eyes.

Lin Yucheng and Song Zhixian looked at the fallen men around them, and their hearts trembled and they couldn't help panic.

"Don't laugh, you should be exhausted now. Our cultivation level is almost the same. After being injured and hitting for so long, it should have reached the limit."

"Yes, you must be exhausted."

"The two of them are right, Li Yan Wang, how long do you think you can hold on?" A calm voice sounded behind.

Two people and a team of warriors followed out of the darkness, staring at King Li Yan with swords.

Lin Yucheng and Song Zhixian looked at the visitors in surprise.

"Master White Shirt, and Master Daoba!"

Ok? Li Yan Wang also looked at the middle-aged man in a white shirt and the big bald man.

"Are you two on this mission, Baishanjian, and Daoba!" Li Yanwang's gaze became serious from the inattention before. Unusually solemn.

"Li Yan Wang, hand over the things. I heard that the president is very angry this time!" The middle-aged man in white shirt casually glanced across the injured place of Li Yan, showing a meaningful smile.

"King Li Yan. Come and fight with me!" The bald man roared and rushed towards King Li Yan. The big knife in his hand was spinning like a storm, making a whistle.

The middle-aged man in white shirt hides his face with a headache, "Really a guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense."

"But there's no way, let's go together!" As he said, the long sword suddenly shot, and a stern whistling sounded in the alley, crossing a tortuous sword-shaped trajectory.

Lin Yucheng. The two of Song Zhixian glanced at each other and both shot together.

King Li Yan's eyes suddenly shrank, and the long sword in his hand bounced off the big bald man's sword, and then slammed down like a bolt of lightning, which hit the middle-aged white shirt's long sword.

At the same time, Li Yan Wang suddenly retracted the sword and drew a circle in front of him, clanging. There was the sound of long swords colliding with other weapons, Lin Yucheng's hammer, and Song Zhixian's knife.

"So fast!" The middle-aged white shirt was startled, and Li Yanwang's sword was so fast that he blocked the four people's attack one after another.

And it's not over yet.

King Li Yan panted heavily, his eyes became fierce, and the long sword in his hand jumped out again, turning into an elegant sword light, moving freely in the attacks of everyone. Flashed. Then he broke through somewhere.

Lin Yucheng didn't know that Li Yanwang's sword was coming towards him, or that he did not expect to be attacked by the four. King Li Yan was still thinking about attacking him, his expression changed and he swung a sledgehammer in his hand. Get in front of you.

The sword light broke through the air, a sword pierced the waving shadow, the long sword suddenly stopped, and shook to both sides, the ancient embroidery long sword and the sledgehammer collided fiercely, making a sound that made the eardrums crack. .

At this moment, Lin Yucheng's face became extremely pale, he looked down at his chest, there was a sword mouth on it, and his blood was flowing, it was so dazzling.

how come!

Lin Yucheng felt that his strength was slowly being lost, and a sharp sword energy raged in his body, and he had to mobilize most of his internal energy to suppress it.

At this moment, the middle-aged in white shirt raised both eyebrows, and his sword was like a poisonous snake, and with the help of Li Yanwang's sword to stab Lin Yucheng, he suddenly attacked.

The timing of this sword was very good, and he was about to stab Li Yan Wang. At this time, Li Yan Wang’s eyes were slightly sun-dried, and a short sword came out from under his other hand. The long sword blocked.

The face of the middle-aged white shirt changed: "Double swords!"

In an instant, the middle-aged white shirt retreats sharply, with a panic, and at the same time the expression on his face is very ugly, with a look of horror, because in front of his eyes a short sword is fast Flew towards him at a speed.

That's right, the dagger that was in Li Yanwang's hands turned out to be out of his hand at this moment, and it flew directly towards the middle-aged white shirt.

Take off the sword!

It is also a dragon sword!

The dagger is like a dragon, swift as electricity, flying in the air, piercing the middle-aged white shirt's chest. The white shirt middle-aged man was obviously caught off guard. Although the warning signs in his heart made him escape for the first time, the speed of the dagger was too fast. I arrived in front of him in an instant.

thorn!

The dagger pierced the middle-aged white shirt's chest half an inch, and a large sword smashed down from top to bottom.

cut!

The big bald man held a big sword in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, and he slashed with one knife, which just hit the dagger, saving the middle-aged white shirt's life in time.

The dagger fell to the ground with a few drops of blood on its tip.

The bald man's hands trembled slightly, apparently the strength of the short sword just now was extremely powerful.

He held his chest behind the white shirt and stepped back, holding a sword in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. After a while, he looked at the bald man with gratitude in his eyes.

"It's a pity." Li Yan Wang's face showed a touch of regret.

King Li Yan stopped, and the sword turned around again.

Lin Yucheng, Song Zhixian, the middle-aged man in white shirt and the bald man all stepped aside. After a short match, it was obvious that their side suffered a loss, Lin Yucheng suffered a serious injury, and the middle-aged white shirt also suffered a little injury. The only intactness was Song Zhi's first bald man.

The bald man's eyes were still hot and full of fighting spirit, but Song Zhixian was already a little frightened. The four-person siege caused the opponent to hurt the other two, making him chill. Although he is confident that the winner will still belong to them, but in the process, under the opponent's desperate counterattack, they are bound to die one or two people, who it is, seems to be a very simple answer.

Song Zhixian did not dare to gamble. He didn't want to bet either, he looked at the middle-aged in white shirt, and the corner of his eye was looking at a group of warriors standing behind, he didn't understand what he meant. It's time to let them go.

The meaning conveyed in Song Zhixian's eyes made the middle-aged white shirt feel a sense of frustration. The other four of the martial arts masters of them had already been seriously injured, and they still couldn't help them.

But just now, the middle-aged in white shirt also got into a cold sweat, and he literally suppressed this frustration. After thinking about it, he nodded to the group of warriors behind him.

Although the bald man was unwilling, he was staring at the middle-aged white shirt at this time. Also know that it is not the time to act recklessly.

Immediately, the four took a step back again and retreated to the most appropriate position in a tacit understanding.

At this moment, the group of warriors holding high-precision crossbows seized this opportunity and pulled the trigger together.

sudden! chug! Suddenly!

Dozens of crossbow arrows shot at King Li Yan with a strong sound of breaking the wind, and the crossbow arrows had a faint internal fluorescence.

Li Yanwang's face changed again, and the long sword in his hand was swung and rotated, like a whirlpool, that swept down all the crossbow arrows that were shot at him, but maybe he was really exhausted, and Li Yanwang's movements came to a halt. A crossbow arrow passed through his sword dance vortex and penetrated into his left abdomen.

Seeing this scene, the four middle-aged people in white shirts all looked happy. As expected, Li Yan Wang had no energy. As long as there were a few more rounds of volleys, he would be able to pierce him into a hedgehog.

"Shoot again!"

One of the warriors who looked like the leader let out a stern shout.

Following this command, the warriors who had fired a round of crossbow arrows were divided into two groups. One group held a long knife to guard the side, and the other group quickly pulled the arrow up. Aimed at Li Yanwang and shot him again.

There was a bit of bitterness in Li Yanwang's eyes. He is not afraid to fight the enemy desperately, but he is afraid that the enemy will not fight him desperately. He knew that he was not strong enough, as long as the opposite side took a few rounds of volley, he would eventually die on the spot.

He thought that the warrior guild would send someone to kill. But I didn't expect to send an arrow and crossbow team, this is the real elite of the warrior guild, it is impossible to dispatch less than an extremely urgent moment.

He didn't expect the other party to look at him so much and let the Arrows team deal with him.

With a small round volley, Li Yanwang hit another arrow.

Although the dead arrows on his body are not critical, every arrow will affect his movements, and it will affect him a lot, even if he is proficient in martial arts, there is no way to guarantee his survival under the arrows.

There will be another volley soon!

But at this moment, a person's shadow appeared in front of Li Yanwang. This person was shrouded in a black cloak. A sharp knife in his hand spun and flew quickly in his hand, and he immediately turned into a piece of silver in front of him. The round shields shook all the arrows and crossbows shot over.

A crisp sound of Dangdang awakened everyone, and then everyone saw the shocked crossbow arrows flying in all directions, sticking to the wall or the door of the house, making a muffled noise.

Li Yan Wang's eyes lit up and he was a little surprised.

The four middle-aged people in white shirts were shocked. They didn't even know when someone was hidden around him. At this moment, this person suddenly appeared and blocked all the crossbow arrows!

"Who!" At this time, the middle-aged white shirt had already shouted loudly.

Liu Er didn't say a word, obviously he didn't answer the middle-aged white shirt's interest.

In fact, even though Liu Er had already shook dozens of crossbow arrows, he relied on his powerful strength after the blessing of magical arts, rather than exquisite martial arts. Although he had already shook up all of them, he still felt a little difficult, because it was not any When the strength is strong, all problems will be solved.

But obviously he doesn't need to worry about this problem anymore.

As soon as he appeared, Mo Sang, Yang Huan, and Wang Shi who came with him also came out from the dark and cut directly into the team of warriors in the crossbow team.

The light of the knife flashed, and the knife fell with his hand.

Fist shadow flying!

Pieces of silver light bloomed in the crossbow team, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died under the attack of the three Mozambians.

A warrior holding a long knife, his eyes crazily and blood-red, he only heard a violent roar, leaped high, and slashed at Wang Shi with an irresistible force.

A cold light flashed in Wang Shi's indifferent eyes, and he didn't seem to see the fierce knife that was about to come soon. He only saw him gently raise the knife. There were not many fancy movements, and some were simple and direct.

The knife and the knife collided fiercely with an unusually dull sound. The warrior had not had time to be surprised by the extraordinary strength of the opponent's arm. Wang Shi's knife had passed through his long knife, stabbed him in the neck, and deeply embedded it. Go in, break the skin and flesh, and pierce the warrior to death.

Wang Shi didn't have time to appreciate his knife. He immediately pulled the knife out, and the big knife was pulled out of the warrior's neck, bringing out a sad sound, the sound of metal rubbing against strong bones. .

Afterwards, Wang Shi held a big sword and slashed at the other warriors who were still standing.

"what!"

The four middle-aged people in white shirts were shocked again, jumped suddenly, rushed into the martial arts team, and forced them to Mosang.

"Who the **** are you! Dare to intervene in the affairs of our martial arts guild!" The middle-aged man in white shirt was furious ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the sword was thrown back and forth, like a poisonous snake, it slid towards Mosan and Yang Huan.

"Retreat!" Mosang's voice suddenly sounded.

The three of them were ghost-like and left the warrior team. Because of the extreme speed, the warriors in the warrior team did not react for a while, staring at the front and back of them, and attacking without hesitation.

The middle-aged white shirt was extremely furious, and shouted sharply: "Where to run!"

The bald man was full of cold light, and his broad knife split out a sharp light, which was extremely shiny in the dim sky.

"Can you still fight?" Mo Sang looked at Liu Er and asked.

Liu Er shook his head: "We are not here to kill."

Liu Er looked at Li Yanwang: "Can you still go?"

Li Yanwang smiled and said: "It's just a small matter. But I would rather slaughter the few people in front of me before leaving." There was a trace of cruelty on Li Yanwang's face.