Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 25 The long road is long, from now on

When the whole bed was smashed through the door, people in the courtyard shot at it.

The Mother of Lightning was about to fly across the entire yard from the wall and break into the room, but was startled by the scattered gunshots, and hurriedly twisted her waist in mid-air to force herself, turning around and pulling her five fingers into the wall bricks, hanging herself. Back to the wall.

"Damn things!!!"

At this moment, she almost wanted to kill this group of trash that got in the way first.

These ordinary Eight Banners soldiers, more than 200 gathered together, may be chased away by more than a dozen foreigners. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are trash.

It's just that the part of the elite that Nalando really relies on has been killed by Guan Luoyang in sevens and eighties. Now, although there is a lot of noise in the entire General's Mansion, basically only this kind of waste and those even more unbearable maids and servants are left .

On the high part of the courtyard wall, Xiao Yang's hand was only loosely resting on the handle of the gun, his eyes kept turning, sweeping the entire courtyard, and he even wanted to judge from the light and shadow changes in Nalando's bedroom through the doors and windows. Out of the green-faced ghost.

The room was already on fire, and the flames were licking everywhere, and the black smoke was billowing, making it difficult for him to see clearly for a while.

Suddenly, the flames and smoke in the entire room moved in a certain direction. Xiao Yang's eyes were fixed, and he immediately guessed that there was a gap in the room outside the original doors and windows.

It happened that the people in the yard reacted and stopped firing their guns. Xiao Yang immediately jumped from the wall to the roof and took a few quick steps, ready to see the direction where the flames were drifting just now, and capture the trajectory of the blue-faced ghost breaking through the wall and escaping.

He took two steps, and suddenly the tiles under his feet shattered. One hand pierced through the roof and grabbed his ankle, pulling him down.

There was a big hole in the roof, the broken tiles, rafters, and wooden thorns, all of which had bloodstains on Xiao Yang's body. He was smashed to the ground before he could pull out any of the three guns he had prepared. , almost fell apart.

The figure pinching his ankle took a step forward and broke his neck.

The room was a mess, there was a hole in the ceiling, and there was indeed a big hole in the wall, but after Guan Luoyang made that hole, he didn't escape from there as Xiao Yang guessed, but waited in the room on purpose, his hearing impaired. Start an ambush.

choke! ! !
The sound of trembling metal poured into Guan Luoyang's ears.

The window edge wrapped in flames was shattered, and the electric mother rushed into the room with a sword. The sword in her hand was almost invisible, and only a flickering sharp silver light could be seen. broken.

In an instant, Guan Luoyang was forced to back up quickly, and knocked out of the hole he just made.

In the human body, bones, blood, viscera, skin and flesh are different. Only those who have mastered qi practice can make the whole body work together in a conscious state. degree of circulation.

But in addition to practicing qi with the body, the ancient assassin profession, combined with Taoist practice theory, also realized a way to practice qi with a sword.

This kind of "small Qi training" swordsmanship regards the long sword as a self-contained life controlled by the swordsman. The body of the sword has a hollow line and is filled with mercury. The means of penetrating the body of the sword.

On the day when swordsmanship is perfected, as soon as the hand touches the sword, the strength can be carried through the sword head, hilt, gauntlet, sword body, and mercury at the same time. Assuming that the materials of the five are the same and intermingled with each other, the hilt can have the sharpness of the blade , the tip of the sword can have the hardness of the hilt.

When people are not yet able to achieve great success in Qi training, the sword can use the means to achieve great success in Qi training.

Back then, Mother Dian got a few key points of this set of Wudang secret swordsmanship from the great boxer who called himself "Swordsman" in the Boxer Regiment. Although she traveled here and there all these years, she still practiced diligently.

To put it bluntly, as long as she has a sword in her hand, there is almost no difference between her who is only a master of skin, and a real master of two masters.

More importantly, in this battle, she took the lead.

Although boxing and martial arts in this world can greatly improve physical fitness, they still cannot escape the limitations of the mortal body.

For a contest at the level of a big boxer, their fists and feet can destroy stone monuments, break trees and share money, but some parts of their bodies cannot be as hard as iron and stone after all, even if it is just a mistake in one move, it may even be just a bit of luck Not good, if the other party touches a vital point, they have to be killed on the spot.

Therefore, the more expert you are, the easier it is to lose your life when you fight. Fighting is the thin line between fighting.

Luo Han was killed with one move before, precisely because he didn't count that the opponent's claws were so sharp, and he was short of a line.

Now the situation has reversed, and the person who was suppressed was replaced by Guan Luoyang.

Backing from the bedroom to the courtyard, Guan Luoyang retreated more than [-] steps in a row, without even finding a chance to fight back, so he could only dodge with all his strength.

Two figures flew past, the stone tables and benches in this yard, and several clumps of bamboo, were all destroyed by the flashing long sword. When the bamboo splinters are struck by the sword blade, they all carry a lethal force no less than that of a small crossbow.

Seeing that Guan Luoyang had no way to retreat, and when he could only try to break through the courtyard wall behind him, Dimon Seymour, who was separated by the wall, gradually replaced the surprised expression on his face with surprise.

He has already heard who is approaching, and he has also heard the opponent's position. When he pinched his fingers together, the scales appeared on the surface of the skin. He pulled his feet apart, fully charged his fist, and punched out with all his strength.

His punch was absolutely unexpected, and he calculated the opponent's attention right now. He was completely attracted by the swordsman's pursuit, and he couldn't detect any changes in other places at all, let alone there was a wall as a cover.

The goal of this punch is to punch through the opponent's torso in one fell swoop after passing through the wall.

It's a pity that he underestimated the magic of skin training masters. A master skin training master can dodge spontaneously by relying on skin sensing without any preparation on his own.

The fist passed through the wall, and the moment it was close to his back, Guan Luoyang subconsciously pushed his back, arched his shoulders forward, stretched his back flat, curved like a ball, and with a sway of his body, let the punch slide away from his back.

Bronze patterns emerged, and Guan Luoyang grabbed Seymour's arm with his claws as he swayed, smashing the brick wall like tofu, and drove his whole body against the wall, throwing him towards Dianmu.

In the entire General's Mansion, no matter what Guan Luoyang picked up as a shield or cover, it would definitely not be able to block the thrust of the electric mother's sword, and would only be pierced by the sword.

But Seymour, the "hardest object in the general's mansion", delivered it to his door by himself.

Mother Dian stabbed him with a sword, the scales burst out, and the tip of the sword only pierced in less than half an inch.

Guan Luoyang exerted force behind Seymour's back, turning his claws into fists. Luohan flipped his hands and hammered, and the air exploded, hitting Seymour's back.

This punch couldn't break Seymour's defense, but this shocking force could shake his body and break the electric mother's sword.

The mercury in the sword body splashed out, large and small silver mercury beads sprinkled into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the bricks on the ground were cracked and dust flew, and there were twelve sounds of "bang bang bang bang bang bang".

Twelve Arhats flipped the hammer, pushing Dimon Seymour's body and bumping into the electric mother.

The continuous vibrating force like thunder shook the electric mother so that her body was loose, and there was no chance to back off, until Lianpi Dacheng's defense was also broken by the force transmitted through the foreigner, and she vomited blood.

After the twelve punches, Guan Luoyang staggered and missed the catch with all his strength. The two bodies were already stacked on top of each other, and they flew out together.

Bang!
As soon as he fell to the ground, Seymour turned over and squatted down, looking at Guan Luoyang like a big crocodile with its head held high.

Guan Luoyang half-kneeled on the ground, and the clothes he had just changed before he came to the general's mansion were smeared with a large amount of blood.

From the time Nalando was killed to the present fierce battle, the force was too fierce and the number of times was too frequent. The two gunshot wounds on his body had completely ruptured and the bleeding continued.

Seymour saw his old injury recurring, subconsciously wanted to rush over, but stopped abruptly.

The situation was good just now, and Guan Luoyang was even in a state of being chased, but he punched out, and the opponent turned the tables.

The strong body that I am proud of is like the scale armor protected by the gods, but in turn is used by this green-faced ghost, like a doll, and I can't make any resistance during the whole process.

It felt so humiliating and a little too powerless.

Seymour meditated alone for several hours before he regained his confidence, but he was inevitably cast a shadow by the experience just now.

"No, don't rush to do it, wait for other people from the General's Mansion to rush over. With a large number of muskets, I have more advantages..."

While he was convincing himself, Guan Luoyang suddenly smiled at him and raised one of his hands.

"Hey, you should understand what I'm saying, do you know how the pattern on my hand came from?"

In the case of Guan Luoyang's intentional display, the bronze-colored quaint patterns also seemed to have a little eye-catching halo.

Dimon Seymour's pupils shrank, became slender, and stood erect.

"you!!!"

He growled, "How dare you?!"

The icy figure covered with scales, with a single pounce, had already covered half of the courtyard.

The cold and angry air current and shadow pressed on Guan Luoyang's face.

The pores on Guan Luoyang's body were closed, and his hairs stood on end. He changed from a kneeling position, and he dodged to meet him. His left arm hit the elbow first, but Seymour blocked it with one hand.

Seymour subconsciously protected his eyes with the other hand, but there was a buzzing sound in his ears, and his head fainted.

Guan Luoyang pounded hard with his right hand and hit his ear. The texture of the scales moved his muscles in time to seal the ear hole. This punch didn't even come out with blood, but it made him lose his balance and fell to the side.

The left hand with the bronze pattern moved forward in a modified form, and the middle finger pierced the position of Seymour's neck pattern, causing his jaw to open, and the thumb had already been buckled into his mouth, tearing downward.

This tearing was the power of smashing with a tiger's mouth. The heat that Guan Luoyang possessed all rushed to his left hand at this moment, forcibly tearing the scales on both sides of Seymour's mouth and tearing his jaw off.

Blood spurted on Guan Luoyang.

The excruciating pain awakened Seymour, but he couldn't even scream. When his hands were waving wildly, Guan Luoyang had easily stepped back a few steps, avoiding his powerless dying struggle.

This serious injury and hemorrhage caused Seymour to lose consciousness after a few seconds of waking up, with dilated pupils and dilated eyes.

The badly wounded corpse fell to the ground, and more blood flowed out.

The riots in the general's mansion continued, and more and more places were ignited.

………………

The sky in the east is slightly pale, but the whole world seems to be still immersed in a long night of dreams, nostalgic for the hazy mist, unwilling to fully wake up.

The pier by the river gradually became lively.

At this time, billowing black smoke like a column attracted everyone's attention.

The passengers who wanted to board the ship, and the large number of soldiers and horses stationed by the river, all quickly saw the direction of the fire and smoke.

"That's... the General's Mansion? Why is there so much smoke?"

"Didn't you hear gunshots when you came here? The gunshots from the General's Mansion have been going on for quite a while."

"Could it be burned?"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, but they all kept their voices down.

I don't know where the voice came from, and I yelled.

"General Guangzhou is dead, almost all the people in the General's Mansion were killed, and the entire General's Mansion is on fire!"

The surprised voices of the crowd could not be restrained at last, and the soldiers and horses stationed here also broke out into commotion.

Some officers and soldiers scolded loudly, not to speak nonsense, but soon some people rushed towards the general's mansion to help put out the fire.

In the chaos, the sound of sirens came from the river, and the people who were rushing to get on the boat hurried to the boat they were going to, regardless of watching the excitement.

Ma Zhixing was wrapped in a windbreaker and a wide-brimmed hat. In the chaos of the crowd, he just handed over his ticket and got on the ship.

The roster was tightly held in his arms, and when he reached the deck, he couldn't stop looking in the direction of Guangzhou City.

That person did.

But I don't know if his injury has worsened, or if it has...

When Ma Zhixing was thinking wildly, he suddenly saw a short-haired young man on the shore, wearing a loose dress casually, and waved his hand in this direction.

'Treasure on the road, goodbye! '

There was no sound, but Ma Zhixing understood the mouth shape, his mind settled down, he couldn't help showing a little smile, raised his palm and waved it, and responded in a low voice.

"goodbye!"

"Take care of yourself!"

On the shore, after watching the ship go away, Guan Luoyang turned and left, gathering the clothes that came out of the general's mansion with his palms.

The clothes were too loose for him, but they were just enough to avoid being directly soaked by the blood on his body.

After getting out of the fighting state, he locked the wound again and didn't let it continue to bleed, but he didn't know if he had lost too much blood, and there seemed to be something buzzing in his head.

"Let's find a place to rest for a while, and then go back to find Uncle Tian."

Thinking of this, Guan Luoyang patted his temple lightly, and at this moment, the uncomfortable humming suddenly cleared up.

Something that couldn't tell whether it was a sound or an image suddenly flowed in his mind.

[The decision of scales and feathers has lasted for thousands of years.

The struggle that started with pure desire, even if the original two parties die, still maintains a long balance of power in the picture, until the successor after a thousand years makes the last stroke.

The winner, the descendant of the blue bird, will inherit the legacy of both parties according to the bet.

Transfer...fail...test...the winner is not a registered reincarnation, the default option is enabled.

The succession procedure was cancelled, and the reincarnated person's official selection opportunity was transferred instead.

program execution. 】

Guan Luoyang was a little dazed by the sudden rush of information, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized: "What?!"

"Wait, this..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a swirl of light, flashing past.

call--

The wind on the river blows with moisture, and the brilliance of the rising sun shines here, but where the wind and light blow, there is no one standing there.

At the junction of the distant sky, the lonely ship will rush to the prelude of great changes.

The clear waves of heaven and earth pile up, and after the long night, the gathering of countless blood will be the most fascinating sobriety and fission.

But it is not something that can be accomplished in a year or ten years from the ambiguous prelude to the brilliant main story.

And stay day and night, winter and summer, rolling forward!
(End of this chapter)