This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 230 Slaying the Dragon with One Sword

The guards in Jinyi retreated behind them, and Lu Hanjiang stood opposite Liang Benlang with his sword in hand. The distance between the two was about ten feet, but with their martial arts, this distance was enough to make a move.

"The future is terrifying."

Liang Benlang sighed quietly, the wind rolled up his shabby clothes, and a terrifying aura quietly rose, the surrounding insects, fish and animals all avoided, even the birds in the sky frightened around, he stared at Lu Hanjiang and said: "You It's really a misfortune for such a person to vote for Jin Yiwei."

"Senior's words are wrong."

Lu Hanjiang held a sword flower, pointed at Liang Benlang with the Tianji sword in his hand, and his whole body had no aura, almost no different from ordinary people: "Jin Yiwei upholds the emperor's order, and goes down to play evil spirits. He brings an embroidered spring knife to bring peace to the world. Such a world-wide achievement, is it not as good as a wild man in the world?"

Liang Benlang raised his head and drank the wine in the pot, he laughed and said: "Boy, you and I know what kind of virtue Jin Yiwei is, and everyone in the world knows it, so there is no need to confuse right and wrong here."

"That's right, but people in the world are ignorant. They only know that you crazy people who pretend to be heroes, but they don't know that if we are not guarding the world, the world is already a group of demons dancing wildly."

As he said that, Lu Hanjiang shook his head with a smile: "Forget it, I am a person from a different world, why bother to say these things, old man, please first?"

"Boy, stop talking about such useless polite words, and do it."

Liang Benlang threw back the wine gourd in his hand, and looked solemnly: "That old man Meng Yuan used a heartless knife to cross the rivers and lakes, and the old man was also defeated by him. If it weren't for the unwritten sayings in the rivers and lakes, you People in the Gongmen are not in the rankings, the title of the sword king may have changed hands a long time ago. But the old man did not expect that Meng Yuan's juniors would use swords instead of swords."

"Master Meng's sword skills are indeed unrivaled in the world, and you are not wronged if you are always defeated."

As he said that, Lu Hanjiang slowly walked towards Liang Benlang, every step was extremely slow: "It's a pity, Mr. Meng taught me sword skills for three days before, and on the fourth day he took a knife. Give me the sword, point to the door and tell me to roll away, since then, I have never learned sword skills, and I will disappoint Senior Liang."

"That's not enough," Liang Benlang said with awe-inspiring eyes, "Today, let's see how powerful your young swordsmanship is."

As the words fell, Liang Benlang's aura reached its peak. The terrifying coercion soaring into the sky made the Jin Yiwei behind him drip with cold sweat. When he raised his hand, his true energy surged like sea water boiling, and the surging air wave crushed the surrounding area. No one dared to look directly at the old man.

I saw him clapping his palms continuously, stopping like a mirror lake and moving like a dragon, accompanied by flashes of afterimages, he performed a total of [-] movements of the eighteen dragon-subduing palms one after another. The whole body's true energy was concentrated in the palm of his hand, Liang Benlang shouted loudly, his palms slammed into the sky, and a golden dragon soared into the sky.

The golden flying dragon hovered above Liang Benlang's head, streaks of red flowing light scattered from his palms, and wrapped around the golden dragon. The golden dragon's body swelled a little more, its eyes were like lightning, its power was like the sky, and the roar shook the earth , Almost like a god descending to earth.

To be able to create such a spectacle with human power, Liang Benlang's martial arts has reached the pinnacle of the world. With such power, it is no wonder that he is able to protect the beggar gang and become famous all over the world.

Liang Benlang gathered all the skills of the eighteen strokes into this palm. He raised his hands to the sky and stared at Lu Hanjiang: "The old man felt that you were different from ordinary people when he saw you for the first time. He is a dangerous person, so this palm, the old man will not keep his hand."

Lu Hanjiang didn't stop, he was still walking forward slowly, raised his head to look at the dragon circling in the sky, and smiled slightly: "Senior said that, but it really upsets this junior."

Liang Benlang raised his qi to his dantian, almost emptied his true qi, and his power went up to a higher level. He said in a deep voice: "This palm has no name. This old man has practiced hard for thirty years, and he has collected eighteen dragon-subduing palms. The essence of the Eighteen Forms lies in one point, and you are the first to see it."

"That's an honor."

Lu Hanjiang was still walking forward, and the distance between the two was less than five feet away.

He no longer looked at the terrifying golden dragon, but calmed down and looked at Liang Benlang in front of him, and said softly: "To be honest, you are always a kid, and you have the highest martial arts among the people you have fought against over the years. of."

Liang Benlang remained calm, the golden dragon above his head lowered its huge head, and this palm was ready to strike.

"So, I will also get serious and fight this round with you."

Lu Hanjiang flipped his wrist and held the Tianji sword behind his back. He held a finger of the sword in his left hand, and his gaze sank slightly: "This sword is called the Sword of the Only One in Heaven, the World, the Four Seas, the Eight Desolations, and I practiced hard for a whole day. You are always the first to see it. its."

Lu Hanjiang stopped in his tracks, and the distance between the two was less than three feet away.

Liang Benlang's eyes widened, and he slammed his palms down. The golden dragon swooped down from the sky with a roar. The power and influence of the palm can be regarded as the eclipse of the world.

The air wave alone sent all the surrounding Jinyiwei flying away. Liu Yishou, who was the least injured among the three deputy Qianhu, couldn't even open his eyes under this palm, so he had to dodge in a hurry.

When Liang Benlang raised his palm, he stared at Lu Hanjiang until the golden dragon landed, but he couldn't see the other party's sword. When he was surprised, he seemed to hear the golden dragon's mournful cry. The powerful dragon whizzed down, but stopped a foot away from the kid as if time had been frozen.

Without even blinking, in the next moment, countless sword beams soaring into the sky are shining like stars. Liang Benlang watched in disbelief as the arrogant golden dragon turned into The scum finally dissipated between the sky and the earth with a gust of wind.

Liang Benlang, with his neck up, fixed his eyes on the moment of shock. As early as when the golden dragon was crushed, he felt a slight wind of sword energy across his neck. His life had already come to an end at that time. At the end, at this moment, I can still see with my eyes and hear with my ears, which is more like an incredible reflection.

His gaze shifted downward, as if he saw a strange and ominous flower slowly falling in the air, it was a flower that would only bloom in the Valley of Death, and it was called Shengli.

The flowers fall slowly, and the momentary time seems to be divided into countless parts. This beautiful and beautiful scene is rare. Liang Benlang saw Lu Hanjiang jumping around in this almost static time with brisk steps. He stretched out his hand Catching the Shengli Hua falling from the sky, he put it on his chest.

Liang Benlang's consciousness gradually slackened, and at the last moment before he died, Lu Hanjiang's calm eyes seemed to have a bit of regret. Slowly falling body, everything in front of him finally returned to the dead darkness.

The power of the golden dragon seems to be just an illusion. When the weather is calm, all the Jinyiwei still feel as if they are in a dream. The golden dragon that was soaring in the sky a second ago has disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, they only heard a plop. Everyone looked It was Liang Benlang who knelt down on the ground, and the dog-beating stick tied around his waist slowly rolled to the side, only a flower of life and death on his chest was moving in the wind.

Everyone quickly looked at Lu Hanjiang who was behind Liang Benlang, only to see that Mr. Lu had already put away his sword, and now he was doing stretching exercises with his arms stretched out.

Liu Yishou leaned forward nervously, and after seeing clearly that Liang Benlang was indeed completely dead, he hurriedly prostrated: "Congratulations, my lord, for killing the thief!"

All Jin Yiwei came back to their senses, looked at Lu Hanjiang with awe, and congratulated in unison: "Congratulations, my lord, for killing the thief!"

Lu Hanjiang hummed, turned around and went towards the thatched hut of the poisonous man, and left a light order when he walked to the crowd: "Lead the horse, and by the way, two people will bury his body on the spot. Keep the tombstone, as well as his gourd and dog-beating stick, remember to put it away."

"Impressive order!"

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