Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 35 Soldiers
"Prefer not to say?"

"Then stop talking!"

Su Wen didn't respond, and Zhang Qingfang didn't waste any time, and immediately went on the offensive again.

After the martial artist transforms his strength, his strength reaches the peak, and his skills also reach the peak.

Strength refers to the strength of the human body, whether it is qi or blood, whether it is muscle or flesh, bone or marrow, all of which have reached the limit state that ordinary human physique can achieve.

Skills are skills based on this peak strength. Only when such physical conditions are met can such combat skills be displayed. For example, even if ordinary people know the principle, it is difficult for ordinary people to perform such fighting skills because of insufficient conditions.

The peak strength, the peak skill, this is the master of Huajin.

Zhang Qingfang was like a tiger or a leopard coming out of the cage, or like a bear pouncing on his food, he pressed down on Su Wen with substantial power, making the surrounding air sticky like a muddy swamp, making it hard for people to breathe, blood stagnation, trembling with fear and confusion.

Although Su Wen didn't end up here, he still felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately cut through the knife, the sharp edge split the muddy air, and slashed towards Zhang Qingfang head-on.

Zhang Qingfang used his bare fists, and sharpened the blade at Su Wen, but he neither dodged nor retreated, he swung his hands wildly, his palms were like a rainstorm, and engulfed Su Wen with his knife.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

There was a clanging sound, fierce noise, the two men's offensives were intertwined and entangled, sparks splashed out between the light of the knife and the shadow of the palm, it seemed that it did not seem like a sharp weapon colliding with flesh and blood, but like a confrontation between two magic weapons of gold and iron.

Can Zhang Qingfang's flesh and blood confront Su Wenbao's sword?

Of course not!

But Grandmaster Huajin has the peak power and skill. He can avoid Su Wen's blade with every palm, and slaps on the back of the blade. Others can't see clearly, so they think it's a fleshy palm against a steel blade. No head-to-head confrontation at all.

If the two sides continue to fight like this, it is undoubtedly Zhang Qingfang who has the upper hand. Although he dare not directly beat Su Wenbao's sharpness, he can also make effective attacks with side palms and slaps.

On the other hand, Su Wen, although the sword in his hand was sharp, he couldn't hit the real point, and couldn't hurt the opponent at all. If this delay continued, the gap would gradually widen, and he would eventually be defeated.

You have to change your tricks!

How to change tricks?

I saw Su Wen turned the blade, and suddenly a wave of evil spirit gushed out, following the momentum of the blade, he rushed towards the opponent.

"Ok?"

Zhang Qingfang was caught off guard, his movements froze, and he only woke up when the flipped blade swept across his chest.

"puff!"

His clothes were torn and blood was splashed, Zhang Qingfang narrowly avoided the blade, only to be scratched with an inch-thin wound.

Lin Shuangming, the second hall master of the Black Wind Hall, the white-clothed gentleman who was plundering outside the field, also shot two willow-leaf flying knives at Su Wen, besieging Wei and saving Zhao.

This person's throwing knife method can be described as vicious.

Su Wen had no choice but to abandon the offensive and sideways avoid the oncoming flying knives.

Zhang Qingfang seized the opportunity, rearranged his posture, and fought back angrily, hitting Su Wen with a powerful palm.

Black Wind Fiend!
Black Wind Palm's killing move!
"boom!"

Hearing a loud clang, Su Wen slashed his sword in front of him, received Zhang Qingfang's palm, and slid backwards, finally hitting a bluestone wall, causing sand and stones to rustle, and dust and smoke to burst.

All the members of the Black Wind Hall immediately stepped forward and surrounded him.

"Go away!"

Zhang Qingfang shouted the crowd away, and Lin Shuangming forced him forward, fixed his eyes on Su and asked, "This evil spirit... who are you?"

Su Wen didn't know how to answer him, and he held his sword in front of him, as if he was going to fight to the death.

Zhang Qingfang's eyes turned hard, and he stopped wasting time, and waved his hand: "Kill!"

A crowd of Heifeng Hall immediately surrounded and killed Su Wen, who was wounded, with a random knife.

Right at this moment...

"Bah!"

A horse neighed like a dragon's howl, everyone raised their heads in astonishment, followed the sound, and saw a red shadow galloping towards them like wildfire, and instantly approached them.

It is a steed, its whole body is as red as charcoal, its hooves are snow white, without a single color, its body is one foot long, its shoulders are eight feet high, it leaps like flying into the sea, and crashes into the arena unstoppably.

Book spirit name: Sifeng Chituma
Book spirit stunt: dragon colt (fish scales appear in peach red mail armor, the dragon colt is called Chitu, this horse has the blood and power of the dragon, and it is unstoppable to charge the battle)
Shu Ling's introduction: It is suspected to be a ferocious beast from Nangong, like a lilong from the North Sea, a red rabbit with hissing wind, and a horse of fire and virtue.

……

"Bah!"

The red rabbit hissed and galloped towards him, knocking the crowd away. Before Zhang Qingfang knew what happened, he saw Su Wen turn over and sit astride his horse, and drew out a cold mixed iron point steel gun that radiated cold light. .

"not good!"

Zhang Qing's expression changed, and he was terrified, and stepped back step by step.

But retreat at this time, how can there be time?

"Bah!"

I saw Su Wen clamping the horse's belly, the red rabbit under him neighed, and ran out with hooves raised, leaping into the air, unstoppable.

Several members of the Heifeng Hall felt a blur in front of their eyes, and their bodies flew up involuntarily, being rushed by the power of the red rabbit and dragon colt, and they were in a mess.

Zhang Qingfang was behind the crowd, and was about to retreat in shock, but he saw Su Wen flattering his horse, and immediately increased his horse's speed to the limit. If lightning.

Zhang Qingfang couldn't retreat, couldn't dodge, all of his energy transforming kung fu and black wind palm kung fu were lost in the menacing military might and became useless, Xiong Wei's body had no choice but to be swallowed up by the rainstorm and cold stars and lightning .

"puff!"

"Bah!"

There was only a muffled sound, and the bloody flowers bloomed mournfully, and the red rabbit flew away, leaving a distorted corpse lying on the ground.

Huajin Grandmaster, Black Wind Hall Master, Zhang Qingfang——dead!

"Big brother!"

"Master!"

Lin Shuangming and everyone in Heifengtang stood stiffly on the ground, looking at the red rabbit horse running away in the dust, and then at the distorted Zhang Qingfang in the pool of blood, it took a while to react, screamed, and rushed forward.

But this has nothing to do with Su Wen.

Relying on the strength of the red rabbit and dragon horse, he went straight to the city gate without any scruples. Amidst the screams, he rushed through the checkpoint that could not be called a checkpoint at all, and disappeared without a trace.

Sifeng Chituma, Yang Zhi's exclusive book spirit, is also Su Wen's trump card reserved for himself.

Yang Zhi, the green-faced beast, is the vanguard envoy of the Eight Hussars of Liangshan. He is undoubtedly the strongest and most powerful in riding battles, galloping horses into battle, beheading generals and capturing flags, stepping with swordsmanship, and close combat. Not bad, but still pales in comparison.

Therefore, weapons and mounts have a great influence on Yang Zhi's combat power. Yang Zhi with guns and horses and Yang Zhi without guns and horses are two different concepts. It is difficult to fight against a hundred people.

Therefore, in the face of Su Wen who was possessed by Yang Zhi and was fighting with a saber, Zhang Qingfang could still have some advantages with the power of the master of Huajin. There is no way to fight back.

Of course, Su Wen didn't know that a general like Yang Zhi is called a military strategist in this world!
(End of this chapter)