The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 17 Double Kill
Li Chengxiong frowned: "Do you know Lord Situ?"

Among the sticky sticks, there are only a few first-class sticky stickbacks.

And to become a first-class stick guard, martial arts, wisdom, and means are all the best choices.

And the first-class sticky pole guard is already ranked third rank, and the relationship with the big figures in the court and China is intricate.If this guy and Situ Bukong are really relatives and friends, it would be really tricky.

Lian Chengyu smiled and said, "We met once."

Yang Yao raised eyebrows at Lian Chengyu, and said softly: "Master Situ is carrying out a secret mission, if you want to see him, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Are you on a mission?" Lian Chengyu lowered her eyebrows and said sincerely, "I hope God will bless Situ Bukong with no illness or disaster, and everything goes well."

Pausing for a while, his tone turned cold, full of killing intent: "Only in this way can I kill him, and my thoughts are clear."

The three of Li Chengxiong were stunned for a moment, and then realized that this guy had a grudge against Lord Situ.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, and get ready to do it."

Li Chengxiong's five fingers were bent into claws, his body was slightly bent, and his expression was concentrated.

In an instant, his entire demeanor changed.If Li Chengxiong used to be like a towering black iron tower, now he has turned into a crawling fierce tiger, giving birth to a frightening aura out of thin air, as if the tiger may leap out anytime and anywhere, and launch the most ferocious attack .

"Oh, what a pity. It's hard to meet such a man." 'Pink Butterfly' Yang Yao shook her head and sighed softly: "My lord, I'm a member of the official family, and I have no choice but to make a move now. Later I will try my best to be gentle, if you accidentally break your hands and feet, you must bear it and don't blame me."

"Well, I don't blame you."

Lian Chengyu suddenly jumped up.

Choke!

Worry-free unsheathing.

The light blue knife light flew up.

Although there was a big sun hanging high in the high sky, it lost its color at this moment and became dim.

In the sky and the world, all the brilliance is condensed on this light blue knife light, which cuts through the sky in an instant, thrilling and brilliant.At the same time, it is full of masculine and majestic aura, as if a giant god wields a heavenly knife, trying to chop off the mountain in front of the crossbar.

Yang Yao's pupils contracted, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, a feeling of extreme danger emerged spontaneously.

Being able to become a second-class stick guard, Yang Yao is not only superb in martial arts, but also has encountered countless masters in his life.

But even the first-class sticky backs of sticky backs can never give him such a great pressure and such a terrifying sense of danger.

Yang Yao roared and roared, dancing wildly with both hands, dancing countless afterimages in the air, laying down layers of defense.

But in front of this knife, it is useless at all, it is useless at all.

This is a knife of the most masculine.

This is a perfect knife.

This is an invincible knife.

Yang Yao smelled the breath of death.

The knife light suddenly disappeared.

The sky light reappeared and shone on Yang Yao's face.

Yang Yao's hand hangs down feebly.

He lowered his head with difficulty, and a knife wound cut across his chest from his left shoulder to his right waist.

Immediately afterwards, blood gushed from the wound.His upper body fell down, blood was scattered all over the ground, but his lower body was still standing straight.

"So you can't blame me either."

Lian Chengyu raised the knife in his hand and blew gently, blood dripped from the tip of the knife in a series.

"Hiss!" Tong Hengzhen tore off one of his beards before feeling the pain.

His face sank like water, and he slowly uttered eight words: "People worry about swords, but people don't worry about seeing swords."

"Since the two of you have seen the Worriless Knife, I will let you take away all your worries." Lian Chengyu stood with the knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "The dead usually have no worries."

"Hmph, you really regard yourself as a saber master." Li Chengxiong's face was gloomy, and suddenly he shook his arms, bringing a gust of evil wind to his face.With five fingers protruding, bent into claws, on his broad palm, he wore a gauntlet made of heavy gold. The back of the hand, palm, and fingers were all wrapped in black iron.

Yang Yao was beheaded as soon as he met him.

Instead of fleeing in panic and panic, Li Chengxiong took the initiative to attack. If he was not a fool, he had his own trump card.

Almost his whole body was covered with armor, and the sword was hard to hurt.And in his "Tiger Demon Eighteen Pounces", there is a move to capture weapons.

A master who is almost perfect with knives and swords.

In addition, Tong Heng is really good at hidden weapons.

As long as he creates an opportunity, Tong Hengzhen may be able to seize the opportunity and kill him with one blow.

It's a pity that with Yang Yao's cooperation, he would have been able to take down the person in front of him with full confidence.

But Lian Chengyu's shot was too decisive.

And that 'Yang' is too strong.

Lian Chengyu turned her wrist, and the light blue knife light flew out again. With a flick of her wrist, countless cold stars were drawn, covering the pair of "tiger claws" like mist and rain.

Dangdang! !

There were crisp clashing sounds, and the long sword collided with the fine iron gauntlet, bursting out a series of sparks.

The blue light rotates, and they have fought dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Li Chengxiong withdrew his claws and retreated.He looked at his palm, but saw that several joints of the gauntlet had been pulled away, exposing the fleshy palm, and the fleshy palm was dripping with blood.

"so close!"

Li Chengxiong was shocked.

This guy's knife skills are so exquisite.

At the same time as dissolving the claws, he was also separating and peeling off his gauntlet.

If the reaction was slower and the palm of the hand was completely exposed to the light of the knife, then the hand would almost be useless.

Li Chengxiong took a deep breath and forced himself to be calm: "Heh, although you are better than me, it is not so easy to defeat me."

"is it?"

boom!Lian Chengyu lifted his foot and crushed the floor, while his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning and shot towards Li Chengxiong.

The cyan knife light came back and struck Li Chengxiong's chest.

Although his chest was also protected by armor, Li Chengxiong still couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and then reached out with both hands, his skills were raised to the extreme, and dozens of claw shadows flashed.

Puff puff!The claw shadows were pierced one by one, but Li Chengxiong's face was overjoyed, because his hands were like hooks, ruthlessly grasping the body of the Wuyou Knife, clamping it tightly.

It goes without saying what will happen to a swordsman who loses his sword.

It's just that before the future is happy, a hand has been quickly enlarged in front of Li Chengxiong's eyes.This hand was originally white as jade, but it quickly turned crimson.There was also a scorching hot airflow that burned the body, the air became twisted, and the mouth was parched.

Slap!The hand was on Li Chengxiong's face.

The smell of barbecue was accompanied by a brief scream.

When Li Chengyu's palm was withdrawn from Li Chengxiong's face, Li Chengxiong's face was completely changed. There was an extra palm print on his face, which looked like scorched marks, and his flesh and blood were blackened by roasting.

"It doesn't seem that difficult."

Li Chengxiong's consciousness seemed to have drifted far away.

These were the last words he heard.

(End of this chapter)