The Record of Righteousness

Wan Qing's face was full of vigilance: "Who are you?"

The man smiled. It would have been better if he didn't smile. His smile made his face look full of treachery, and he laughed and said:

"I am a member of the Hundred Households of Dongchang, Zhang Rong."

"You have killed all of my men. You must be exhausted at this time and have lost a lot of your strength. I advise you to just surrender!"

"Despicable! So vicious." Wan Qing cursed, secretly thinking that he was indeed from Dongchang!

However, this person actually pushed out his subordinates first to consume his own skills, and then came out to pick the fruit at the end. It was really despicable.

"Haha, you're not bad either. You pushed your men to block the arrows. How much softer are you than me?" Zhang Rong mocked in a strange way.

"...That was just my last resort out of necessity!"

In fact, both of them regard their subordinates as nothing more than mayflies, and their cruelty can be said to be half a pound...

Zhang Rong ignored Wan Qing's sophistry and suddenly screamed strangely:

"Don't delay, thief. When I use your neck to pay tribute to my dead brothers, you have no choice but to die today!"

After saying that, he brandished the strange weapon in his hand and attacked!

I saw Zhang Rong leaping up, spinning several times in the air and then smashing his leg directly towards Wan Qing's head with a whistling sound that broke through the air.

Bang!

Wan Qing knew that he was no match for this move, so he slipped directly under Zhang Rong's crotch, causing Zhang Rong to miss. However, he did not give Wan Qing any chance to breathe, and urged the weapon in his hand to fly with a "swish". Smashed towards Wanqing.

Ding ding! ! !

Wan Qing raised the sword blade in his hand to block it. The fist-sized flying lotus blade made his arm numb. He was unavoidably surprised that this guy's strength should not be underestimated.

Even though Zhang Rong is a little short in stature, he can wield weapons dozens of feet with ease, and his tricky and weird moves give Wan Qing a headache.

Moreover, this weird weapon is so long that it can keep a certain distance from the enemy. His long sword is beyond the reach of Zhang Rong, and he did not find any flaw in Zhang Rong in a short period of time.

This weapon is called the Flying Lotus Chain. It is eleven feet long and has a fist-sized lotus-shaped blade at the end. In the middle of the lotus is a large cone bulge, which is famous for its resemblance to a lotus.

Although this kind of weapon looks good, its control and operation are very complicated, so it is very rare in the world. However, if one knows how to use it, it can be a weapon for killing people and fighting.

However, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. Wan Qing could only grit his teeth and hold on for dear life. He was already scarred and in extremely poor condition.

Zhang Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that Wan Qing had lost his previous vigor, and his own aura and murderous intent suddenly surged. He wanted to kill this person as soon as possible and go outside for support. There was a troublesome person outside.

The flying lotus in his hand seemed to have telepathy with him, and the attack suddenly became violent, and the lotus-shaped blade had scratched Wanqing with scars.

If Wanqing couldn't withstand it, it would be a heavy blow. Not to mention the sharp damage caused by the solid iron lotus, just a blunt blow could crush a person's internal organs.

Wan Qing was very anxious. The Dongchang Crossbow Team that had just killed nearly a dozen people had already consumed nearly half of his success. If Duan Chengwu's reinforcements did not come, his life might not be guaranteed!

"Hiding blindly like this is not an option. Only by taking the initiative can we defeat the enemy!"

"Relying on our internal strength, we only have a chance if we get close to him!"

Wan Qing's face was fierce. Even though he only had half of his skills left, as long as he could seize the opportunity and hit Zhang Rong's vital part with a killing move, it wouldn't be a problem to kill him.

Thinking of this, Wan Qing carefully observed Zhang Rong's playing style and looked for opportunities to find flaws.

But the flying lotus in Zhang Rong's hand was still pressing forward step by step, and the long sword in Wan Qing's hand had no advantage against this weapon. However, after thinking for a moment, he immediately drew out his sword to resist Zhang Rong's punch.

bite! With a sound, the tail of the flying lotus chain was knocked away, just when it was free!

“Now!!!”

Wan Qing's eyes widened, and in an instant he jumped up and clamped the lotus head with both feet. The blade of the sword was firmly pressed against the sharp iron petals of the lotus to prevent himself from hurting himself. He immediately turned around and pulled a large length of chain. Rolled around the calf.

"Seeking death? I will help you!"

Zhang Rong exclaimed, feeling the huge pulling force from Wan Qing. He pulled back to pull out his weapon. It would be best to stab Wan Qing to death!

He thought it would take a lot of effort, but he didn't expect Wan Qing to use his strength to remove the large chain in the air. As soon as Lotus Head was free, Wan Qing found the right opportunity to kick Zhang Rong towards him. 's head.

The lotus blade immediately turned towards Zhang Rong and attacked Zhang Rong, but Zhang Rong remained calm and composed and sneered: "Childish! Do you think my own weapon will hurt me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Rong made a gesture to grab the head of the lotus that turned around and attacked him.

Before Zhang Rong could turn his weapon in time, it was simply too long. Even if Zhang Rong mastered the weapon, it would be impossible to control it freely in an instant.

"This is enough time."

In such a life-and-death battle, everything changes only in an instant. Anyone who is careless or inattentive will be decapitated by the opponent!

When Wan Qing saw Zhang Rong's countermeasures, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His figure had not fallen in the air, so he immediately started Qinggong and tapped Zhang Rong's iron chain twice, and his figure suddenly flashed. Within five steps of Zhang Rong!

Zhang Rong thought it was not good, and his face changed immediately. He no longer stubbornly held the lotus chain in his hand. He instantly took out a short blade with his left hand and fought with Wan Qing to protect his vitals.

Clang! ! ! Sparks flew!

But Wan Qing was waiting for this moment, so why would he get too entangled with him?

Under Wan Qing's meticulous and desperate fighting style, Zhang Rong, who was not good at swordsmanship, gradually showed his weakness. He wanted to find an opportunity to distance himself and use the lotus chain to fight him, but he didn't expect that there was no chance. The person in front of him didn't give him the opportunity to pick up the lotus chain again.

Wan Qing's eyes were full of ferocity. Even though his advantage gradually emerged in close combat, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

A sword flower left a blood flower on Zhang Rong's arm. Zhang Rong grimaced in pain and picked up the blade with a knife. Wan Qing's next move followed, making Zhang Rong exhausted and unable to take care of his specialty, the lotus chain.

Wan Qing's mouth corners slightly raised, seeing Zhang Rong so afraid of his sword, he secretly thought that this was the achievement of his goal.

"Die!!!"

Wan Qing suddenly shouted, and the sword pointed directly at Zhang Rong's neck!

Zhang Rong was sweating coldly, knowing that if he couldn't block this sword, he would die directly here. He moved his body slightly and the short blade in his left hand was about to catch the sword.

Wan Qing was overjoyed to see this, but pretended to drop the sword blade, changed his fist into a palm, and the meridians and acupoints of his whole body were running wildly to mobilize the internal force, and he hit Zhang Rong with a palm!

"Not good!!!" Zhang Rong screamed in fear, knowing that he had fallen into Wan Qing's trap again! He immediately retreated and was hit in his abdominal ribs.

"Puff!!!" With a sound, Zhang Rong spit out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and retreated several steps, staring at Wan Qing with a heavy breath and fear on his face.

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