Mr. Yangui

Chapter 590 Chapter [-]
Although Yan Zhuo was at an absolute disadvantage at this time, and he was very likely to die, he was a tough guy who had fought among the dead after all, and his character and perseverance were extraordinary. Fly to the left.

He yelled: "The one who came was Lu Xifa, everyone listened to the order and cut him into pieces..."

The two masters around him are still entangled with Li Wuchang's reckless sword, and Li Wuchang is chasing him, Yan Zhuo has no choice but to do so.

Just now, he spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and his meridians were severely injured, so he had to take a breath first.

Seeing the heavy shadows on the street, everyone already had a feeling. This time, Yan Zhuo said it directly, and everyone was finally sure that it turned out that the famous shadow killer really came in person.

Unspeakable anger surged in everyone's heart, and they also felt great panic.

Didn't his grandma's Lu Xifa say to go back to Fangling City?
How did you come to Xiliu in Tongchuan?
And it's not counted as coming, but he actually did the act of assassinating the chief general, it's really daring.

It really makes no sense!

When we are all Chinese cabbages?
Everyone clenched their weapons and wanted to help, but found that they didn't know how to do it. They glanced back and forth, only to see that the shadow was still there, and there was no tendency to dissipate. At a rough glance, there were at least [-] roads, almost covering the street.

He casually slashed at it, but it just hit the shadow.

The real body doesn't know where it is at all.

huh, huh...

Almost without warning, two sword winds around Zhang Xu rushed towards the crowd in a cross shape, bright and eye-catching, frightening.

Those who were close subconsciously waved their sticks to block, and retreated at the same time!

However, it didn't have much effect. A dozen or so people with low skills were immediately swept away by the incomparably majestic wind of the sword. The weapons were thrown out of their hands, and blood was sprayed from the mouth. The Tianling Gai went numb and trembled until they lost consciousness.

It hit the house next to the street heavily, and then slowly slid to the ground.

The situation was like throwing mud against the wall, but due to insufficient stickiness, it slid down.

The one with better skills finally held up the blade wind, but it was not much better. He couldn't help but let out a miserable moan, his calves trembled, he retreated more than ten steps in a row, and staggered several times before he stood still.

It's only two sabers, but they are so powerful that Yan Zhuo and the two masters' hearts are shocked.

They ask themselves that no matter how hard they try, they will never be able to do it.

Yan Zhuo's concession caused more than a dozen of his subordinates to lose their combat power, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead. However, after all, he bought some time. He quickly took out the internal injury pill from the lapel of his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth. Bought for personal use.

"Even if you use people to pile up, you have to pile up Lu Xifa, otherwise Xiliu will be in danger!" This is what Yan Zhuo thought in his heart.

He was quite sensible, knowing that it would be very difficult to kill Li Wuchang this time, that's why he came up with the term "dump and run".

"A bunch of little fish dare to stop me..." Li Wuchang's voice sounded, and it seemed vague and erratic, adding to the mysterious atmosphere.

This made everyone tremble.

The eyeballs rolled around, and the knife was stabbed in front of the chest, for fear that Li Wuchang would attack again.

"Roof!" A middle-aged expert roared, swiped his sword away from the three reckless blades that were entangled with him, quickly soared into the air, and jumped towards the roof on the left, the long sword in his hand emitted four sword auras.

The other master seemed to be in tacit understanding, shouted wildly, and swished three swords, blocking the three reckless blades that were thrown away by his teammates, preventing them from continuing to pursue.

Yan Zhuo, who had regained his breath, made a quick decision, took a breath of true energy, and also rose into the air, killing towards the roof on the left.

The extremely violent sword energy overturned the tiles on the roof, turned into a sharp weapon to hurt people, and rushed towards the red and white shadow.

That is Li Wuchang's real body.

Many masters also reacted, and immediately jumped onto the roof, and housekeepers greeted them one after another.

After a series of vigor and clashes of swords and soldiers, the masters who had just jumped up fell off the roof again, in a panic, and the red shadow accompanied them, then floated down the roof and began to make up their swords.

In the blink of an eye, nearly ten more people died.

Blood on Long Street!
At this moment, the shadow gradually dispersed.

In the middle of the street, Li Wuchang finally showed his figure, standing so steadily, holding a knife in his right hand, walking around his body with a reckless blade, with an aura of looking down on all directions.

Yan Zhuo and the others subconsciously stopped attacking, staring at Li Wuchang fiercely, hoping to find some flaws.

"Lu Xifa, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you break in. If you don't smash your body into thousands of pieces this time, I will write my name upside down from now on!" Yan Zhuo stared at the extremely calm Li Wuchang, Said viciously.

Li Wuchang put on a posture of stopping fighting, and looked at Yan Zhuo with a smile: "General Yan, aren't you a little too confident in what you said? If it weren't for your subordinates who took a few stabs for you just now, you might not be able to stand still now." right?"

Taking his time, he didn't pay attention to Yan Zhuo and others at all.

Sure enough, fighting is the best way to improve.

With just a few moves just now, Li Wuchang felt that both his skill and spirit had been raised to another level, which was extremely refreshing.

But this fight was far less intense than imagined.

Li Wuchang underestimated his explosive power, the whole process was too easy!
As long as Yan Zhuo and those two masters can pose a little threat to him, the others are similar to miscellaneous fish, they can't get close to them, and they can't block the sword wind.

The strength in his whole body is endless, and it is estimated that there will be no problem in killing another [-] or [-] rounds.

Just now he had a great chance to kill Yan Zhuo, but he stopped in time, wanting to provoke Yan Zhuo and others with words first, and make them lose their minds.

I couldn't help feeling emotional in my heart: If the other two masters hadn't left Yan Zhuo's side, they would have been happier.

"I only know about sneak attacks..." Yan Zhuo sneered, trying to provoke Li Wuchang, at the same time he winked at the two masters around him, and gestured to the other subordinate, who left immediately.

The two masters slowly separated, standing on Li Wuchang's left and right sides, holding the iron sword tightly, posing ready to attack at any time.

"What General Yan said is true!"

Li Wuchang didn't care, and said: "It's true that Lu only knows how to sneak attack... Otherwise, there is still a little time before dawn, I'll give you a little time to call together all the masters in the small town, how about killing everyone?"

"Arrogance!" A middle-aged master said two words from his mouth.

The voice was not high, but it was faintly ear-piercing, containing overwhelming anger, obviously extremely angry at Li Wuchang's arrogance.

Boom, boom!
There were several loud noises from the west of the city, and Yan Zhuo and others changed their colors at the same time.

Something happened again!

Li Wuchang laughed, "How about it, is it fun? The ones who went to sit on the sidelines just now are Teacher Pan and Teacher Wan, right? General Yan, you have to be mentally prepared, maybe you will have to collect their bodies later... "

"I'll kill you first before I talk!"

Yan Zhuo threw away the iron sword in his hand, gestured with both hands, and made several strange gestures, then his face turned red, blue smoke came out from the sky cap, and his hair stood up, looking very bluffing.

Li Wuchang knew that it should be a special mental method.

It seems that this Yan Zhuo, like Lei Daneng in the past, also has the so-called unique skill of guaranteeing the bottom line.

Yes!

When the dawn comes, fight hard.

(End of this chapter)