[Iron hand chases life without error] Loss is not to blame

Let go of your hands.

——Ruan Miqiu no longer had the desire to survive, and it would be useless for him to save him.

Even if he didn't want her to die like this.

The woman was paralyzed in Zhui Ming's arms, looking vainly at the sky half covered by the cornices of the pavilion, and said softly: "I don't understand...you are old and ugly, how...you can keep people's hearts?"

Zhui Ming was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what Ruan Miqiu meant by saying this.

Or did she see something?

Or did not ask him?

Zhui Ming only looked at Ruan Miqiu's eyes that were gradually becoming dull, and asked in a deep voice: "Yan Yanya and you have done all the things that hurt the world and reason, and they are all for you, because you are good-looking?"

Ruan Miqiu was speechless.

——It seems that they really didn't ask him.

After a while, she turned to Zhui Ming, tried to look him in the eyes and said, "Lotus, from the middle... No. 80 piece, blue, organic, others... no."

"what for?"

"remember."

Ruan Miqiu suddenly smiled.

That is the smile that a girl often shows when she sees the arrival of spring.

There is great joy and a little regret in it.

What a beautiful spring, it will soon disappear.

If you can stay in spring——

Ruan Miqiu's expression was blank.

She went to see the sky again.

The distant, unattainable autumn curtain beyond the valley.

The sun has set to the west.

"Because...I'm Xiaoyan's...brother."

——"Don't worry, I will go with you even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, hell and ghost caves."

Yan Yanya said this, Ruan Miqiu only felt touched and happy when he heard it.

Now when he was about to die, he finally figured out how to respond.

Brother is wrong.

He shouldn't have jumped into the abyss together.

——I want you to help me, give me a hand, and live with me in an upright manner.

Zhuiming pondered for a while, guessing that this was Ruan Miqiu answering his question just now.

Then he immediately thought about the meaning of Ruan Miqiu's words.

--elder brother?

The person in his arms should be a woman, that's right, he can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman.

——Then why did he say he was Yan Yanya's elder brother?

Ruan Miqiu was so engrossed in chasing his life that he realized that he hadn't left yet.

Trembling, Ruan Miqiu stretched out his hand to grab Zhuiming's collar, and pressed his thin shoulders close to Zhuiming's ear.

If Zhui Ming knew that Tie Shou had been assassinated by such a surprise, he might not have allowed Ruan Miqiu to stick so close.

It's a pity he didn't know.

And he also took the initiative to lean his head towards the dying man.

Ruan Miqiu's wrinkled lips were right next to Zhuiming's cheek.

Will he suffer the same thing as Iron Hand?

Would she do that?

No.

Ruan Miqiu opened his lips and whispered.

"What I said, the truth...is the truth," she laughed, full of longing.

"Little girl...blood is sweet...ah..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and her life ended at the same time.

Ruan Miqiu's last words in his life exhausted all the sympathy Zhui Ming had left for her.

Zhui Ming only felt a chill down his spine, and the heat in his whole body was burning in his heart.

Anger burned into a vast ocean.

The bottom of my heart surged with extreme cold.

TBC.

The author has something to say:

Lao Yan spoke a little crazy.

It's okay, he's crazy.

The missing point is that his strength has not been shown, and there is basically a very troublesome contradiction: if the enemy is strong, then there is no need to play tricks in circles, just be tough. After all, he is pure Jianghu and has no reputation involved. ; But since they made a big circle and set up traps, it shows that their strength is not strong enough to resist Iron Hands.How to express an appropriate intensity, I am still very distressed.

If there is only the third child, things will be easier to handle.

Because my man is not very strong.

Lao Yan said that he wished his soul to return to his hometown as soon as possible. In fact, according to his brain circuit, he went like this: Do you know the evil things you have done? ——Grinding teeth, sucking blood, killing people like hemp——Yo took advantage of the opportunity and read Jincheng in the os, although it is better to return home early——Send Ersan home.

If you can see it, you can see that Lao Yan’s thinking has jumped a bit, it’s fine if you don’t see it =w=

A fierce tiger grows a snake, not as good as Lao Yan.

In this part, his appearance is designed as a young man dressed in an old-fashioned way, and his clothes have become the main color of white, supplemented by black.

Crane cloak ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Withered Yang Shenghua actually has the meaning of the second spring after old age【.useless here...

I was beaten up a lot by the youngest who was talking to Ruan Miqiu.

Ruan Miqiu was a person who was seriously injured, but also a person who harmed others with despicable means.

She has a beautiful appearance and can display touching emotions, but there is nothing inside.

I believe that such split people do exist.

☆、Chapter 24

[24]

As soon as Zhui Ming mentioned Ruan Miqiu, Tie Shou noticed a sudden change in Yan Yanya.

Before, he seemed to be pretending to be able to play with ease, but when he heard that his close relative had passed away, his murderous intent was revealed immediately, and his deadly aura surged.

At the same time, the vitality is getting weaker and weaker.

The night has fallen, but the moonlight has not yet arrived.

Yan Yanya's eyes seemed to be shining blue in the increasingly pure darkness.

He suddenly stopped all attacks and evasions, and just stood there, staring at Zhui Ming with blue eyes.

Tie Shou was actually behind Yan Yanya at this time, and he couldn't see Yan Yanya, but he clearly felt that he was being glared at. The gaze was definitely not from a human, but more like a beast he had never seen before. .

He suddenly shivered.

It's all about the body's response.

It has already become piercingly cold here.

Tie Shou's vitality was also lost, and before he knew it, it was difficult to resist the severe cold caused by Yan Yanya's internal energy.

Even the sudden sound of voices seemed to come from the house.

Voices poured into Iron Hand's ears from all directions.

"He passed on my kung fu, and he died when the lamp ran out of oil."

The cold wind rolls with sharp-edged shards of ice.

The Iron Hand is trapped in the middle of the storm.

Yan Yanya said again.

"You two, die too."

Along with these words, Iron Hand clearly felt that the beast-like person was rushing towards him.

Yan Yanya tucked his palms under his side, but the strength of his palms was unbiased and he rushed towards the iron hand.

He also seemed to have eyes behind his back.

He was staring at Iron Hand fiercely.

The change is only a momentary thing, but at this moment, the iron hand can't dodge at all.

——No, he can forcibly break through the confinement of Yan Yanya's internal force.

But that would consume a lot of skill, and if he loses again and again, does he still have enough strength to assist the third junior brother?

Up to this moment, Tie Shou is still unwilling, and will not allow himself to hand over such an opponent to Zhui Ming at all.

He can let that person fight against powerful enemies alone, but he must also be able to be a qualified backup at the same time.

Otherwise, we have to fight side by side.

Because of the hesitation between the snaps of the fingers, the iron hand was unavoidable.

He had no choice but to hold his breath and cheer up, ready to forcibly resist Yan Yanya's two palms.

Yan Yanya's thin figure was close at hand.

The force within the sky struck, and Tie Shou staggered suddenly.

He took a half step back and pushed out his palms.

Still holding on.

There was a loud bang in the dark night.

It was the thunder before the storm.

Iron hands are still in front of the body, and the crisis that has long been approaching has disappeared without a trace.

At the critical moment, Zhui Ming rushed to break Yan Yanya's offensive.

As soon as he and Yan Yanya's hands and feet came into contact, there was a sky-shattering bang.

Chasing life was originally to face Yan Yanya.

As soon as Yan Yanya retreated, he also ran away at the same time.

Both of them seem to be aiming for iron hands.

But the pursuit of life is further away.

Yan Yanya, who looked like a long-eyed man behind his back, was blind to his real eyes, turning a blind eye to the life-chasing who wanted to overtake him, and still rushed towards the iron hand with all his strength.

The two hands beside him were bent into claws, and even the nails seemed to be covered with a layer of blue light.

Tie Shou watched the pair of blue claws getting closer, and was still guessing in his heart whether it was because of Yan Yanya's practice of poisonous palms, or because of his internal strength.

Now that he has decided to take the move, it is useless to think about what kind of injuries he may suffer. It is more practical to take the opportunity to see Yan Yanya's skills.

Iron Hand suddenly saw the opponent turned into two feet.

Chasing life surpassed Yan Yanya.

Before Yan Yanya approached the iron hand, he made eye contact with the man, then somersaulted in the air, and stepped on Yan Yanya's hand from top to bottom.

Yan Yanya turned around without leaving a trace like a willow leaf swirling in the wind.

In this way, the situation became that Zhui Ming was facing the iron hand, while Yan Yanya was facing Zhui Ming's back.

Yan Yanya failed to hit the iron hand, seeing the situation, he immediately withdrew his palms, fisted with both hands and punched towards Zhui Ming's back.

At this time, Zhui Ming was lightly shaking the iron hand.

This time there is no room for him to turn around, Yan Yanya's two punches like a drum, how can he avoid it?

Zhui Mingxu's hand on the iron hand skirt suddenly tightened.

The iron hand immediately thrust out with fingers.

The palm is like a knife, and the blade is tangential to Zhui Ming's chest.

At the same time, Zhui Ming hurriedly kicked Yan Yanya's back, and with one stroke, he also pulled his iron hand to spin away from the blockade of Yan Yanya's threatening inner strength.

Yan Yanya suddenly felt attacked.

He was kicked in the back, but stabbed in the heart.

The strength of the palm passed through Zhui Ming and hit Yan Yanya's body, only to show its power after a while.

The force of the thousand-jun kick on his spine was already terrifying, but the thin and thin stabbing pain in his chest pierced his body.

At first the strength was like the edge of a knife.

When passing through the heart, it is like an axe.

As soon as it hit the huge pain from the back, the two collided, like several stone mills hitting the back together.

Yan Yanya hissed and screamed in pain, leaping straight up like pulling a green onion from the dry land.

When he jumped to the highest point, Yan Yanya couldn't help but pause.

In an instant faster than the snap of a finger, his posture and aura rushed to the peak together with his body.

Extremely bound to decline.

At this time, Yan Yanya should be involuntarily still in mid-air.

This opportunity is fleeting.

In an instant that seemed as short as non-existent, Zhui Ming kicked and kicked against Yan Yanya's back.

The eight heavy blows came from different directions, but they all landed on the same point.

This pain was so painful, Yan Yanya hadn't recovered from it yet, he forced a smile and pulled it up two feet higher, he hurriedly swept down, only to see that Zhui Ming was still standing where he was.

Yan Yanya was shocked.

He couldn't figure out how Zhui Ming could kick himself several times without moving.

However, Zhui Ming, who was looking up at Yan Yanya, was also very surprised.

Yan Yanya was able to continue to charge upwards.

His momentum, qi, strength, and strength showed no sign of exhaustion.

And it didn't look like he was injured at all.

Zhui Ming couldn't help frowning.

Tie Shou's heart was more than half down.

He has judged the situation.

Judging from Yan Yanya's current strength, they are all unarmed, and Zhui Ming can fight against him.

He has flaws and weaknesses.

Yan Yanya's control over his body and breath was not perfect.

From the few words Zhui Ming and Yan Yanya said, Tie Shou guessed that it might be because Yan Yanya hadn't been able to adapt to such a deep internal force.

——At least half of his current cultivation comes from Ruan Miqiu.

Two people becoming one is very different from two people joining forces.

If they were facing Ruan Miqiu and Yan Yanya now, even if Iron Hand was poisoned, he would be confident that he could catch them.

But if you want to win Yan Yanya who has Ruan Miqiu's pure and pure energy, you really need to outsmart him.

The Iron Hands don't think this duel will be easy to win.

But must be undefeated.

So I have to keep this very small part of my strength, and use it when necessary, just like the palm just now.

Besides, he had to be vigilant all the time, lest Yan Yanya make any dirty tricks.

—— Yan Yanya will definitely be arrested today.

Iron Hand believed so.

Because he and Zhui Ming have always cooperated tacitly.

The combination of the two of them is also very different from the usual combination.

Two people become one.

into one.

one-on-one.

Yan Yanya was not familiar with Ruan Miqiu's skills.

Zhui Ming is very familiar with Iron Hands.

When Tieshou was thinking about this, his eyes were fixed on the two wrestling not far away.

He and they are quite far away from the lotus platform.

Zhui Ming imprisoned the enemy with unparalleled leg strength.

It seemed that Yan Yanya was being beaten all over and could only wait for an opportunity to fight back, but Tie Shou's expression was not relaxed.

If he chased his life improperly, Yan Yanya's abundant internal energy would naturally counterattack, and he would suffer more serious internal injuries.

He could only pester, pester and wait for Yan Yanya to take the initiative to make a move.

When others attack, they will often expose their own weaknesses.

When Yan Yanya circled him for the ninth time, he finally launched an attack.

He has also been looking for a flaw in chasing his life.

Originally, he wanted to lure Zhui Ming to show his flaws, such as occasionally looking at the lotus platform, or casually glancing at the iron hand, or pretending to fly out a hidden weapon from his sleeve.

But Yan Yanya quickly gave up playing these tricks.

One, it didn't work.

Two, he has no leisure.

He had no choice but to spend all his time trying to deceive and lure the enemy under the wind of chasing life's tough and fierce legs.

If you continue to lure her, you will have to bind yourself in a cocoon.

What a price he had paid to kill these two bastards!

Yan Yanya suddenly burst into a furious anger, crossing his hands and attacking Zhuiming.

What he threw was not a fist or a palm, nor a claw.

Yan Yanya's attack method was to hit both arms hard like a seal.

Attack with hatred.

Zhui Ming directly fought against Yan Yanya.

He rose flatly, put his legs together, and kicked Yan Yanya where his arms overlapped.

This is a very ugly play.

Zhuiming turned himself into a spear to pierce the shield Yan Yanya sealed in front of him.

The two of them were originally graceful people, and their moves were full of soup.

Now they are playing like reckless men who don't know martial arts.

Iron Hand certainly didn't think so.

It is inevitable that Zhui Ming and Yan Yanya will fight at this moment.

No matter how beautiful it is, it may not be useful.

The momentum that the two have accumulated for a long time needs to decide who is superior in this collision.

Zhui Ming's feet hit Yan Yanya's arms, and the two of them bounced off by half a foot. It seems that Yan Yanya didn't benefit either.

Neither of them pursued.

None of them can "take advantage of the victory".

The fierce fighting had to stop temporarily.

Zhui Ming stopped in front of Tie Shou, facing Yan Yanya who seemed to be faintly blue all over.

He coughed very lightly before speaking.

Iron Hand was shocked.

That person's condition is not very good, he has been running around for days and doesn't have enough rest, after all, he is a little bit airy.

But the chasing voice was firm and clear.

"If it wasn't for Gan Qihan who made me suspect Lu Changsheng, how would we have found you? Right now you are here fighting us desperately, but he is waiting to reap the benefits." His eyes were clear and slightly bright in the dark, and said: "Gan Qihan uses you."

Yan Yanya chuckled a few times, and said approvingly, "Xiao Gan is not dead, so you can guess it."

Zhui Ming shook his head and sighed: "Since Lu Changsheng is the scapegoat, the dead Gan Qihan may not necessarily be the one I have seen."

But Tie Shou suddenly asked: "Who is the wronged soul under your poisonous plan again?"

Yan Yanya replied with a cold smile: "That kid, although the second master doesn't know him, the third master has seen him before."

A few feet away, Tie Shou could still feel Zhui Ming's sudden shudder.

He quickly recalled what that person had said to him in the past few days, and suddenly remembered that Zhui Ming had mentioned a boy who was about the same age and appearance as Gan Qihan.

They didn't even know his surname, they only knew that he was called Aping.

How many ordinary people like this, Yan Yanya, Ruan Miqiu, and Gan Qihan who are inseparable from them have been killed?

Tie Shou's fist tightened, he gritted his teeth and listened to Yan Yanya continue.

Yan Yanya quietly returned to a rather laid-back demeanor.

He has completely suppressed his anger and sadness.

"Do you think I don't know his tricks? I want you to pay for your lives. It has nothing to do with him. After killing the two, it will not be too late to kill him."

The iron hand felt more and more that this was a difficult enemy to deal with.

Because of the changeable and unpredictable.

After hearing Yan Yanya's words, Zhuiming suddenly laughed calmly and calmly.

"You have to think about it. First, you may be able to kill us. Second, even if we lose today, you will not be able to escape the law."

"Chasing your life, making others want to destroy your own prestige, is this playing hard to get? Don't worry, I will not underestimate you, and I will also be careful of ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness," Yan Yanya also smiled heartily: "You big brother can find out I am coming?"

Zhui Ming smiled and hummed, but did not answer.

No.

Even if Ruthless has found out more, Iron Hand and Zhui Ming don't know now.

The "Yan Yanya" they know, the starting point of life seems to be the moment when saving people on the bridge.

And he really knew very little about Yan Yanya in front of him.

But after all, it is impossible for a person to always meet an opponent who knows everything.

Sometimes even if the difficulties in front of us are immeasurable, we still need to work hard and fight hard.

What's more, it is their duty and desire to punish rape and eliminate evil.

They let Yan Yanya laugh for a long time.

At the end of the laugh, the man's throat became even more dry and hoarse.

When he finally stopped, Iron Hand asked politely: "You've finished speaking, should we talk?"

"Please say."

Tie Shou nodded, and was about to open his mouth when Zhui Ming suddenly shouted: "I'll arrest you and bring you to justice, it won't be too late to investigate!"

Before he could speak, the iron hand was already retreating.

Retire.

Backed away far enough to pull himself out of the fray.

But the spirit is still in the game.

After finishing the eight words, Zhui Ming has scored 89 kicks, six strokes.

All of them were blocked by Yan Yanyage.

Chase life and hold your breath for 35 consecutive strikes.

Ten tricks.

A total of sixteen strokes.

Yan Yanya didn't reveal it for a moment, and everyone guarded against it.

They played weirdly.

In the first five moves, the two fought violently.

The two moves in the middle, the cloud sells the rain.

In the last nine moves, even the wind is hard to find.

Zhui Ming kicked more and more slowly, every kick in every move had to be thought over and over again before attacking.

Yan Yanya didn't even rush to attack, he didn't swipe until the soles of Zhuiming's feet were only a hair away from his body.

The two were very quiet when they were fighting.

The slow attack but the moves all caused violent air waves and loud noises.

After sixteen moves, Yan Yanya and Zhuiming stopped for a moment.

Zhui Ming exhaled sullenly, and his strength inevitably slackened.

Yan Yanya let go of his suffocated anger, and it was difficult to fight back for a while.

The time to take a breath was originally their flaw and also the other party's opportunity, but the timing of the two coincided so that neither of them could take advantage of this rare opportunity.

And just as he paused, Tie Shou saw Zhui Ming glance at him.

That meteor-like flying and bright Qingmang.

This is a signal.

Iron Hand has been waiting for a long time.

He immediately walked to the edge of the lotus platform.

In the moonless night, the lotus platform is still easy to distinguish.

——The place they are in is the darkest place in the darkness.

The palms of the iron hands were clasped together, the eyes were lightly closed, and there were words in the mouth.

He even recited a Heart Sutra and a Tao Te Ching.

—— Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, □□, emptiness is form.

——Flickering, there is an image in it; in a hurry, there is something in it.

Isn't this nonsense?

A warm gleam overflowed from the closed palms of the iron hands.

Yan Yanya suddenly felt short of breath.

The closer you get to the lotus platform, the more stagnant your breath will feel.

He rushed to Iron Hand decisively and resolutely.

It may have been the fastest sale of his life.

The speed was so fast that Zhui Ming only found that his opponent suddenly disappeared.

It was a little late when he realized that Yan Yanya turned to attack Tie Shou, turned around and rushed away.

Just a little later, Yan Yanya attacked the invisible aura of the iron hand twice.

In the first impact, Yan Yanya failed to break through the iron hand's inner breath, and he even had to withdraw to take a breath before continuing to charge again.

This time he met Iron Hand.

Yan Yanya struck Tie Shou's temple between his palms.

Tie Shou separated his hands, one left and one right separated his arms tightly.

Before touching it, Yan Yanya already felt pain.

It was the same part that had suffered a life-chasing slam just now, and now it was being pressed hard by the iron hand, and the pain was even worse.

Yan Yanya endured the severe pain, turned his waist and twisted sharply, and in a blink of an eye, the strength of the iron hand disappeared, his left hand clenched backwards, and his right hand continued to chop, taking advantage of the iron hand's stop, he quickly tapped several acupoints on him, locked tightly Use iron hands and legs to lift people up.

Tie Shou clasped his fingers to the ground.

As solid as welding to the ground.

Yan Yanya didn't move, but instead exerted force downwards.

After a fierce battle with Zhui Ming, Yan Yanya suffered some internal injuries, bone pain, and a little mental distress.

He is no longer in his prime.

It's a pity that Iron Hand is not.

His skill has long been exhausted.

Although the remaining [-]% can surprise and delight Yan Yanya, but he can't compete with it.

Surprised that the iron hand's strength has been greatly reduced and there are still such accumulations.

The joy is——

Thanks to the first laying down "withered poplars do not grow flowers"!

Yan Yanya exerted force on his elbow, and then pressed down the iron hand that was standing upside down on the ground.

The palms of the iron hands have sunk into the ground!

Only then did Yan Yanya raise it violently.

His strength has never been small.

Tie Shou let out a muffled snort, holding a few pieces of gravel in his hand, but Yan Yanya picked it up and threw it out.

Yan Yanya did this because he had already rushed after his life.

Those deadly legs were right behind him.

His clothes seemed to be torn apart by the leg wind.

Yan Yanya immediately threw the iron hand behind his back, trying to rush forward to avoid the life-seeking attack.

He couldn't escape.

The kick that split the mountain and cracked rocks missed Yan Yanya, but it did land firmly on the chest of the iron hand that flew over suddenly.

But the chase didn't stop, the moment Yan Yanya passed by, his legs rolled behind him, and he kicked hard again.

Does Zhui Ming not care whether the iron hand is seriously injured?

Or had he already seen the iron hand flying out like a kite with a broken string, so he didn't want to waste the momentary opportunity bought by injuring that person seriously?

His heart was wounded again and again, and Yan Yanya was in a daze from the pain.

Every time he took a breath, every bone in his body screamed and struggled.

--no!

No.

He had to kill them.

Chasing life suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, he lost Yan Yanya's position.

He could hear the iron hand and his own breathing, and knew that the man was in the house.

But front, back, left, and right, every place seems to have a strict boundary.

The enemy is dark, but I am still bright.

Chasing his life had to hold his breath and wait.

He looked up suddenly.

There is a heartbeat in the upper right front!

A few sparks were suddenly thrown out in the darkness.

The sparks scattered and happened to light up eight copper lamps.

A lamp was lit on one of the pillars.

Compared with just now, the inside of the house can be regarded as transparent.

But when the light came, what Zhui Ming saw made him dare not act rashly.

The heart sank into darker depths.

Yan Yanya looked arrogant, standing on the top of the lotus platform.

His light work is very light.

The poisonous net thus remains untouched.

Zhui Ming looked up at Yan Yanya on the high platform, his voice turned cold.

"That's great, it's just you and me fighting alone."

"You?" Yan Yanya glanced at the iron hand that fell at the foot of the wall: "You are not as good as him."

He showed his cold light in his hand.

Those were two small swords with blades no longer than three inches long.

"Lingqiu."

Yan Yanya held the sword in both hands, smiling, "Mi Lin."

As if in response, the two swords burst out a three-foot-long black awn.

The sword is full of energy.

The sound of the sword was like howling waves.

Zhui Ming heard of a pair of similar daggers.

The owner of the sword should be dead.

—Could it be?

Impossible, Yan Yanya should be disguised as Lu Zhuangwu and took him to the Lu Mansion at that time, Zheng Le would never be him.

Are there any origins between these two pairs of swords?

What could Yan Yanya make of them?

Chasing life immediately saw it.

Yan Yanya's right hand is indeed not as good as his left hand, but the coordination of the two hands is already very delicate.

They fought again.

Zhui Ming didn't get close to Yan Yanya, let alone let his skin touch the black sword energy.

—his clothes were swept by that thing, and they rotted in an instant.

The sword may be poisoned.

Sword Qi must be highly poisonous.

The poisonous net is soaked with terrestial thorns.

The murderer in front of him is vicious.

Chasing his life, he rushed to kick Yan Yanya's right wrist with his toe.

He seized every opportunity he had.

Yan Yanya still had a forced smile on his face.

During the bitter struggle, he couldn't step on the poisonous net with all his strength. Once the strength of his feet was uneven, he would be kicked out immediately by chasing his life.

But leaving Liantai, losing the bargaining chip of the threat, the chance of winning is less.

What Yan Yanya wanted was for the sword to cut through Zhuiming's skin.

——As long as there is a wound the size of a grain of rice, this annoying catcher will surely die. At that time, it will be easy to get rid of the iron hand that has not yet awakened.

He used his energy secretly, and the sword energy surged another half chi.

Zhui Ming flashed suddenly, and the skirt of his clothes had already turned black and yellow from the sword energy.

The little skin exposed on the chest also felt a slight tingling.

He jumped behind Yan Yanya silently.

out two feet.

Kick Yan Yanya's shoulders, elbows and wrists.

Yan Yanya drew back his sword and stabbed back.

The two fell into an endless stab and dodge, kick and dodge.

Whoever can persevere until the end, and whoever can wait for the opponent's flaws, may be the winner.

***

Zhui Ming finally kicked away the sword in Yan Yanya's right hand.

Shocked, Yan Yanya used all his strength to block with his sword, and the blade touched Zhuiming's leg.

The life-seeking leggings immediately festered into rags.

His legs were fine.

No poisoning.

Anticipating Yan Yanya's counterattack moves, he had poured all his internal energy into his right leg first.

But this movement is much slower.

And he can no longer get that sword energy.

In the middle, you must die.

Zhui Ming took advantage of his breath, followed Yan Yanya's sword energy to cut straight down with his right foot, and hit the radius bone of his left wrist.

This time, the sword in Yan Yanya's left hand flew out again.

The pursuit of life has been exhausted for a while.

Although he didn't die from poisoning, Yan Yanya's sword energy really made him suffocated and dizzy, and the soles of his feet were swollen.

Zhui Ming fell heavily to the ground, although he could barely stand still, he staggered a few steps due to extreme dizziness.

This is his negligence.

Yan Yanya only lost his weapon, but he was not injured.

The current situation is a great opportunity for Yan Yanya.

He was much more seriously injured, but his movements were not slowed by it.

There is a fire in his body to support it.

Yan Yanya is still extremely fast.

He flew to grab the Mi Lin Sword that flew not far away, giggled wildly and rushed towards Zhui Ming.

Zhui Ming was pushed to the ground at once.

The sword has sunk into the chest.

Fortunately, Yan Yanya was also unable to arouse the sword energy, so Zhui Ming did not die.

But the blood has stained his skirts red.

Zhui Ming didn't say a word, but glared at Yan Yanya angrily.

Yan Yanya just laughed wildly.

Laughing till the last touch of his eyes, he said in a hateful voice, "I want you to be buried with me!"

Dark red to black blood suddenly spewed out from his mouth.

Could it be that he was poisoned instead?

Or is the internal breath too strong, and the blood is rushing?

After all, Yan Yanya has endured a total of 70 years of skill with a body in his forties.

The stronger the power, the greater the consumption.

He doesn't know it at all?

Zhui Ming was spattered with blood all over his face, making his lips even paler.

——the blood flowed so much that he felt a little cold.

Zhui Ming suddenly saw Yan Yanya's severed finger.

Such a surly and unpredictable devil, would he really allow someone to cut off his thumbs and not retaliate?

The ruthless letter said that Yan Yanya was indeed Zeng Shuxue's apprentice.

Not long after accepting this disciple, Zeng Shuxue disappeared.

Zhui Ming finally opened his mouth.

Ask.

"How did Zeng Shuxue die!"

Following this sharp reprimand, a streak of Jiuquan shot out from Zhui Ming's throat.

Thousands of glistening wine droplets shot at Yan Yanya's face.

Shoot Yan Yanya's eyes quickly.

A pair of big round almond-shaped eyes, with black pupils like bottomless caves.

A few stars of blue fire floated in his eyes.

TBC.

The author has something to say: How did Zeng Shuxue die?

Originally I wanted to present a fighting scene with stage changes, but looking at it now, this chapter is very scattered because of the incoherent charm, and the previous momentum was not well prepared, so the transition to the fighting scene is very unnatural.This seems to be my problem all the time... The emotions reflected in the text lack the process of turning from calm to nervous, and there will be a lot of brain holes that are brewing. If this aspect is not considered well, I am afraid it will be difficult to support it, Sang Xin.

I want martial arts movies to be generally detailed and appropriate, with a harmonious blend of freehand brushwork and fine brushwork

☆、Chapter 25

[25]

Several wine arrows spewed out from Zhui Ming's mouth, Yan Yanya was still agile in his rage, he suddenly drew his sword with his left hand, danced a sword flower, and slashed all the wine droplets away.

The sword was covered with blood, and a few drops of wine fell down the tip of the sword and fell back onto Zhui Ming's chest.

His brow was sweating from the pain.

Yan Yanya drew out his sword, and blood gushed out even more unscrupulously.

Zhui Ming gritted his teeth and laughed bitterly, and asked again without coughing.

"You killed Zeng Shuxue?"

Yan Yanya sucked his teeth and spat.

He nodded impatiently, and smiled wickedly.

Raising his left hand, the dagger pierced into Zhuiming's chest again.

Chasing finally screamed.

Yan Yanya giggled until his whole body trembled.

Laughed to tears.

"I killed Zeng Shuxue."

"Iron Hand kicked you to death, and now you are going to die too. You still want to solve the case and arrest people?"

"I love working as an errand so much, why don't I go to the underworld to be a ghost errand."

Up to this moment, Yan Yanya's spirit has been completely relaxed, and the wounds all over his body are bursting with pain.

But the heart is so comfortable, even the pain all over the body seems to be extremely refreshing.

When he mentioned the iron hand, he laughed so much that he couldn't help but look back.

—It wasn't him who killed it.

——It was Zhui Ming who kicked him to death!

Yan Yanya smiled and looked towards the foot of the wall.

nobody?

He only looked at the wrong place, and turned his head to the left vigorously.

iron.hand.go.where.up.

When Yan Yanya came back to his senses, the problem had become very serious.

The person he was looking for came like a wind and slapped his back with both palms.

The first sound was the soft sound of Yan Yanya's spine breaking.

He was still thinking at that time, when did the iron hand's lightness kung fu become so fast.

Then he was in a trance, and he didn't know why, he looked down at Zhui Ming.

Another gust of wine.

Compared with the last time, it was more urgent, more intensive, and more unexpected by Yan Yanya.

And this time it hit him in the right eye.

The right half of Yan Yanya's body has all kinds of incoordination, slower movements and slower reactions.

He was too conceited, and these slight discords never dragged him down.

So Yan Yanya never cared.

He finally tasted the pain.

The right eye was suddenly blind, and the left eye was blurred and blurred.

Yan Yanya roared angrily, and drew his sword with his left hand to stab again.

Chasing life is still an individual.

Anyone with three heart-piercing holes in their chest will not end well.

Up to now, Yan Yanya only asks——

kill!

It's ok……

It doesn't matter, this one can still kill!

The Mi Lin sword came out, and the blood drop drew an arc in the air.

The blood of chasing life is on the sword.

And they will soon return to his body.

Yan Yanya stabbed angrily.

The three-inch blade completely sank into the ground without a single point left.

His roar suddenly stopped.

Then he pulled out the dagger like crazy and stabbed again and again.

Zhui Ming has not moved since the moment he was thrown down by Yan Yanya, it looks like he has lost the ability to move his limbs.

Under Yan Yanya's confusion, he seemed to really think that he had tapped the acupoint of Zhuiming.

Chasing his life took a gamble, but his luck was not bad. He once taught Ye Gao that sometimes it is possible to go ahead of the enemy. Since the opponent wants to knock you down, you might as well go down first.

To die and then to live.

Simultaneously with the pulling and stabbing movements, the force of the slapping iron hand has already triggered a second light sound from Yan Yanya's body.

The first sound is a sound.

The second burst is a burst.

Crackling bone popping.

So when Yan Yanya fell to the ground, he looked like a man made of cotton.

His left hand was still trembling, and he was still trying to do the chopping and stabbing movements.

But his eyes no longer have the strength to turn to Tieshou and Zhuiming standing aside.

In this battle, Iron Hand "died" first.

If it wasn't for the fact that his skill had been greatly damaged before the battle, Tie Shou would have been unwilling to attack like this.

He always thought it was called a sneak attack.

No matter what kind of treacherous villain you are dealing with, if you don't fight openly, you won't have it.

The life-chasing kick seemed to have no intention of kicking him into the chest, but it was ingeniously calculated, and it just hit the iron hand's sea of ​​energy. Not only did it "lend" all the true energy stored in the leg strength to the iron hand, but it also happened to help him fall to the ground. The right place in the house.

And after chasing after life to lure the enemy, this position became Yan Yanya's blind spot.

As long as the iron hand waits for the opportunity to move, it will surely kill Yan Yanya with one blow.

Although he still hopes that the person is not dead.

Yan Yanya should plead guilty and bring justice to justice.

He has to pay for the evil he did.

Just killing this person can indeed prevent more evils, but it is useless for the crimes he has committed.

Yan Yanya still had a breath.

Tie Shou hurriedly listened to what he had to say.

Yan Yanya opened his empty eyes, exhaling more air than inhaling.

There are only ten digits left in his life.

What will he say in the last sentence?

"help me……"

Iron Hand's expression softened slightly.

--which is