The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 166 Invincible under heaven, martial arts myth

The sky was dark and the sky was turbulent.

In the past, Chen Zhuo once heard people say that whenever the climate is amazing, and the masters of the world who have participated in the creation of the world travel, there must be a combination of wind and rain, followed by visions.

Now this scene, I don't know if it is a vision.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at the thick ink-like sky through the edge of the umbrella, and then turned to look at the strange man with his hands and feet tied and his hair disheveled.

This man's face was idiotic, and also pale and sick, his eyes were empty and lifeless, just like a death row prisoner who was escorted to the execution ground, only his head was exposed from the cage, the long hair on his head was as thick as a lion's mane, and his figure was tall and tall. The wrists and ankles are tied with several arm-thick fine iron long chains.

This person succumbed to the prison car, could it be the "Seven Holy Masters" of the "Mitian League", the God of War Guan Qi?

He walked to the side under the rain eaves and put away his umbrella and stood up.

There are still many messy mess left by the vendors on the street after they hurriedly retreated.

This place was originally a market, surrounded by the "Sanhe Building" in the middle of the street, which is also the boundary between the "Golden Wind and Rain Building" and "Liufenbantang", so it is even more lively.

Chen Zhuo stood on his front foot, and a wheelchair was slowly pushed over in Wazi Lane to the north. The wooden wheel was rolling, and a man in white clothes sat on it with a cold expression, narrow eyes and thin lips. "Ruthless", one of the four famous arresters.

A large copper-brown umbrella was propped up on the chair, and a lot of raindrops splashed from the top of the umbrella.

The person pushing the chair was Chen Riyue, the "Yin Yang Bone Sword" from the "Four Sword Boys of Gold and Silver" under Wu Qing's hands.

Seeing Chen Zhuo, Jiantong lifted up Wuqing and his chair, and put them under the eaves.

Speaking of this wheelchair, it is also famous. It was made by the descendants of Lu Zhizi, the great disciple of Lu Ban. As soon as Wu Qing got into the sedan chair, all the masters in the capital would back away, fearful.

Both are watching.

Now that the "Mitian League" has reappeared in the capital, the stable situation of all parties is bound to change. Ruthless came here because he was afraid that several parties would fight and affect the surrounding people, especially the reappearance of "Guan Qi". This matter is no small matter.

But more, most of it is to see how much power is left in this martial arts myth who was invincible and dominated the world in the past.

"Master, the Mitian Union seems to be targeting Miss Lei... I heard that the 'Mitian Seven Sages' have recently recruited a lot of frustrated people from the world, and they have gained some strength and want to regain their strength. Capital martial arts."

Jiantong stood in front of Wuqing, blocking the incoming rain, and stood still.

And that Miss Lei...

Chen Zhuo subconsciously looked at the upstairs of the Sanhe Building, the woman who stood against the wind and was so beautiful.

In the entire Jinghua, there is only one person who can be called this, and that is Lei Chun, the daughter of the chief hall master of "Six and a Half Hall".

This person is also the unmarried wife of "Su Mengzhen", the leader of "Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower".

As early as when Su Zhanmu, the old owner of the Golden Wind and Rain Building, was still there, in order to fight against the "Mitian Alliance", Su and Lei's two families formed this marriage early.

However, from the moment when the Mitian League became weak, Su and Lei, who were originally allies, became bitter rivals and rivals; One's identity, not being able to love one another, is like fire and water.

Wuqing leaned on the chair with both hands, and suddenly asked Chen Zhuo who was beside him, "Brother Chen, what do you think?"

What he asked was, of course, the outcome of this battle.

Can choose this place, the place where the two major forces in Beijing and China meet, whether it is Lei Shang, Su Mengzhen, or Di Feijing, Wang Xiaoshi, Bai Choufei... the famous masters on both sides must have Show up and go to the end.

Because they had to take action, just because of "Guan Qi".

Just this name is better than thousands of heroes in the capital, and can overwhelm the world's masters.

Even if this person is now insane and delirious, the unworldly power he commanded the world in the past is enough to make people frightened.

Chen Zhuo shook the rain on the umbrella, "Unexpectedly, the chief hall master, the landlord, would team up and use his own daughter and woman as bait... The outcome of this battle depends on the number one in the world." It can still display a few successes.”

Although there was something in his words, he really wanted to see how strong this former No. [-] in the world and unworldly strongman could be.

There are so many records about this person in the Shenhou Mansion that it is unimaginable, which is equivalent to the files of forty or fifty people.

It's a pity that Peerless Talent has fallen to this point.

Judging from this situation and posture, I'm afraid that there is also a problem in the "Mitian League".

Suddenly, a somewhat scary thought flashed through Chen Zhuo's mind, if he could be healed with the "Wuji Elixir", what would happen...

Wuqing sat still, looking through the rain curtain, looking at the Sanhe Building, and also looking at Guan Qi.

The two of them were not near or far from the Sanhe Building, and those members of the "Mitian League" all kept away from them.

In the middle of the street, there was a gust of wind, and the wind and rain were like darkness. The dishes and dishes in the building were blown and tumbled and smashed to the ground, making people almost blinded.

The people in the building also moved one after another, some rushed out, some fell down, all of them were caught by this earth-shattering power.

In the rain curtain, at least more than 200 calm, long-lasting and powerful masters have appeared. These are recruited by the "Mitian League", and the six people near the prison car are even more masters.

If Chen Zhuo's guess is correct, these six people are the remaining six holy masters of the "Seven Lost Heavens".

There are four to five hundred people, who are the masters of Jinfeng Drizzle Building and the elites of Liufentang, who are secretly besieging and killing them.

The two forces are now tacitly joining hands to deal with the Mitian League that seems to be about to revive.

Even the carriage that should be seen on the other side stopped at a corner in the rain at some point, quietly waiting for what would happen next.

On a corner of the cornice not far away, there was a tall, thin gray-robed figure with a bag on his back and a rain hat, with a gloomy air standing around his arms, as if he also wanted to witness the next good show.

At this time, people from all sides in the capital, one after another, heard the news and came to watch the battle.

In front of the sanhe building, when Guan Qi, who was originally dazed, saw Lei Chun, his eyes regained some clarity for a short time, as if he couldn't wait to struggle out of the cage, like a humanoid troll, even the cage on the cage. The iron plates are twisted and deformed.

"noob……"

Everyone is puzzled.

Could this person be delirious and dizzy, or maybe he mistook Miss Lei for someone else.

Moreover, this person's voice is immature and scary, even a little childish, like a child who hasn't grown up.

Even Lei Chun was stunned, the tenderness in this man's eyes could not be faked, his concern was eager, and he wished to come in front of her, but she really didn't know this man.

As for the other six Holy Masters, they have already started at this moment.

Four of these six people are considered to be well-known characters in the martial arts in Beijing. The master is hiding his head and showing his tail, covering his true face and not knowing his identity.

They were going for Lei Chun, Lei Chun had a very special status, as long as he could restrain this person, it would be equivalent to capturing the weakness of Su and Lei.

But a ray of sharp fingers interrupted the offensive of the six people.

Bai Choufei walked out in an unrestrained and arrogant way, and coldly shouted: "Back!"

He said back, when he lifted his index finger, he seemed to be able to flick the finger to shake the sky, the fingertips connected, the finger strength pierced the air, and the finger flew swiftly in the wind.

As soon as the expressions of those six changed, they were already flying back, and the bodies that had been rushing in were all returning like swallows.

Not only Bai Choufei, but also Wang Xiaoshi. He carried a sword on his back. It was an unusual sword with a slightly rounded inlay, an elegant scabbard, and a slightly curved hilt, which looked like a short knife. The swords and swords are pieced together, faintly exuding a green light, the edge is hidden.

Keep the Excalibur.

Blood River Red Sleeves should not be retained.

This is talking about the four most famous magic swords in the world, namely Fang Yingkan's "Blood River Sword", Su Mengzhen's "Red Sleeve Sword", and Lei Shun's "Yingbao Sword", and this " Keep the Excalibur."

"Keep the Excalibur!"

Someone exclaimed.

As soon as Bai Choufei shot down, as if he hadn't fully enjoyed himself, he turned his index finger and pointed directly at the center of Guan Qi's eyebrows, a ray of finger strength immediately pierced through the wind and rain in front of him, and sent out from the air, with a piercing sound.

He also wanted to measure the strength of the number one in the world, as well as his own strength.

Flying with finger strength, if it can penetrate gold and break rocks, it will cut off the wind and tear the rain curtain.

Although he was in a daze, Guan Qi's eyes brightened as if he was in danger when he encountered danger, but his body shook slightly, and the cage made of fine steel plates around him exploded in the rain like paper.

Before the fingering force came, Guan Qi tilted his neck and asked curiously, "What kind of fingering is this?"

Bai Choufei said indifferently: "Shocking Finger!"

While speaking, his index finger trembled again, piercing the air and flying a section of his finger suddenly split into two, attacking Guan Qi.

Guan Qi turned over and dodged, turned his hands and feet upside down, and made a move with his feet, a group of legs suddenly covered Baichoufei.

The wind and cloud suddenly moved, Bai Choufei's face turned pale, he raised his fingers with both hands, and suddenly saw the internal force on the fingers converging, and if there was brilliance flowing from the fingertips, it was already parrying and fighting each other.

But after only twenty or thirty moves, the blood on his face has faded.

"what!"

With a long whistle, Bai Choufei suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Chang Tian, ​​his stern face became colder and colder.

The sky was thundering and lightning, and it was raining heavily.

The pale lightning reflected the faces watching the battle one by one, each with different colors.

Chen Zhuo couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw this unusual fingering, and for some reason, he always felt that Bai Choufei had a vague resistance or even loathing towards him.

There was a sudden chill between the heaven and the earth, and the chill was suddenly born.

Bai Choufei's eyes were shining brightly, his brocade clothes were stirring, his index finger sank suddenly, and the energy of his fingertips gathered together, like stars flickering and flashing, and he pointed at Guan Qi from afar at the moment when the howling sound ended.

Guan Qi's bewildered expression gradually showed different changes, like the joy of a war-loving person after encountering the enemy, his wooden expression was like that god statue that hadn't changed for a hundred years suddenly came back, staring and grinning, already hehehe came from his throat Squeezed out a deep and depressing laugh that was heart-pounding.

This person is fine when he doesn't smile, but with this smile, there is no dementia on his face, showing his madness and rebelliousness.

Pointing to break through the air, Guan Qi suddenly saw that he did not dodge or dodge, with his hands crossed, even the chains that bound him were broken straight.

Then he heard a "ding", the chain broke from the middle, and Guan Qi also flew out backwards.

Bai Choufei's eyes lit up, and he chased after him with big strides, but as soon as he took the steps, Guan Qi had already stabilized his figure in mid-air, his feet fell down, standing like a god and demon, and the gray and gloomy black clothes suddenly seemed to be covered A layer of dense brilliance seemed to be shining.

An unimaginable murderous intent reappeared in Jinghua, and many top experts in the city all trembled.

Just as Bai Choufei was approaching, Guan Qi's black clothes swayed suddenly, his black hair stood on end, and an unusual aura swept from his body in all directions like a raging wave.

This aura is unusual, it's not evil spirit, it's not gang energy, it's not murderous, but it's like a substantial, vast sword energy that can connect heaven and earth, and it also seems to hide unparalleled true energy, like The sword energy is sharp and vigorous, as powerful as true energy.

Bai Choufei's pupils trembled, and the bundled hair on the top of his head had been washed away.

At the very moment, a figure has already made a move from the side, and the retaining sword has been unsheathed.

Wang Xiaoshi held his sword in front of him, he lost his voice and said, "Innate invisible sword energy?"

As soon as this remark came out, exclamations came from the Sanhe building, and those who watched secretly were also shocked.

Not just them.

Chen Zhuo was also affected, the wind and rain in the sky were swept by that sword energy, and he immediately flew horizontally and charged, it was no small matter, it was better than a hidden weapon.

He raised his hand and waved his big sleeve, and the falling rain line suddenly hit like a waterfall, colliding with the rain wave, and scattered into the sky with water mist.

But Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei retreated steadily.

Wang Xiaoshi said: "Second brother, this person is invincible, let's avoid the edge for now!"

Bai Choufei just replied with a cold snort, he jumped up and jumped up to the roof of the street, flicking his fingers repeatedly, the force of his fingers pierced through the air, and the "24 solar terms frightening fingers" issued all over the sky, full of finger strength. With a swishing sound, it shot at the "Mitian League" people who were ambushing around them.

One after another screams sounded from the rain, and then one after another, people fell down with blood on their eyebrows.

During the strike, Bai Choufei didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but with scattered finger strength, he made a half-circle arc trajectory in the rain, killed a person at the entrance of the alley, and landed in front of Chen Zhuo, hitting a shallow finger hole.

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, his eyelids were lowered, looking at the fingerprint on the bluestone slab in front of him, his lonely and thin cheeks had already elicited a weird smile that was neither light nor heavy.

Actually provoking him.

Wu Qing also saw this finger, frowned and said, "This man is too arrogant!"

Chen Zhuo laughed softly, "Yes, he is so arrogant that he can hardly tolerate others."

The arrogance on Bai Choufei's face didn't decrease but increased, and he was about to kill the "Mitianmeng" again, when he suddenly saw a craftsman walking the rivers and lakes flashing out of the roof, wearing ordinary clothes, ordinary appearance, but with extraordinary swordsmanship .

Pointing at the tip of the sword obliquely, a section of green light has spewed out from the tip of the sword, the sword qi poured out, and actually intercepted Bai Shoufei's frightened finger, saving many people from the Mitian League.

When Chen Zhuo saw this person, he smiled even more strangely.

On the other side, Wang Xiaoshi is parrying Guan Qi alone at the moment. His right palm is like a knife, and his left hand is holding the magic sword. Famous stunts, "Great Space Acacia Knife", "Great Volley Ecstasy Sword".

The power of the sword is astonishing, the intent of the sword is compelling, the handling of the sword is chic, and the movement of the sword is fierce.

But even if he used both hands and the sword, he was no match for the unmoving Guan Qi.

Guan Qi didn't move, but his whole body was full of sword energy, which turned invisible into form.

Wang Xiaoshi smiled wryly, his feet were retreating steadily.

"Cough cough!"

In the rain, a light coughing sound was suddenly heard.

"Seven Holy Lords, long time no see!"

The visitor didn't forget to remind me after coughing, and then there was a blade of light flying over the long street, and the shadow of the blade lay in front of Guan Qi.

The indescribable shadow of the knife is almost invisible to the naked eye, almost like a smear of crimson flying mist, flickering in the rain, and has already shattered the sword energy beside Guan Qi's body. dance to tune.

The shadow of the knife is hard to find, but there is a soft chant of the knife, which is pleasant to the ear, stunning, beautiful and moving, forgetting life and death.

Everyone was shocked by this knife.

In the entire martial arts world in the capital, everyone was shocked by this knife.

Because, this is "the first knife in the world", "red sleeve knife" Su Mengzhen.

This man's sword technique is also like that beautiful sword, with its own peerless style.

Suddenly, there was a flash of a figure, and someone on the long street came with an umbrella.

It is Su Mengzhen, the landlord of Su.

Not just him.

The moment the knife shadow appeared, a wooden chair had fallen down the long street and alley. The person on the chair lowered his head and looked down, wearing a cloak and shawl, and ten slender, white, slender fingers like jade were folded on his knees.

At the corner of the long street, facing Su Mengzhen, at some point, a thin old man with silver hair and hands behind his back was standing under the eaves of the rain, as if he was watching the rain, and he seemed to be looking at everyone present.

All around exiting the way, suddenly there is a smell of blood gradually diffused, murderous intent has been activated in the dark.

And all of this is aimed at the figure standing in the middle of the street like a god, watching the world with disdain.

The furious thunder above his head was even louder, rumbling like a war drum shaking the sky.

Lightning tore through the dim rainy atmosphere, the sky and the earth suddenly had a murderous aura, and a strong wind suddenly blew up.

Today, the two major powers in Beijing and China are all masters, just to bury the martial arts myth of the past.

As if excited by the murderous aura from all directions, in the eyes of everyone, the majestic figure like a demon god suddenly opened his hands, his clothes fluttered, and his black hair stood on end.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

(End of this chapter)