Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 111
"Finally willing to come out."

Long Penghe stood on the spot, staring at a warrior with a weapon walking out of the bamboo forest in front of him.

At a glance, there were nearly a hundred people.

Among them, the dozen or so people standing in the front had cold eyes like knives, their aura was light and almost non-existent, and their breathing methods were quite clever, none of them were mediocre.The leader was dressed in black clothes like ink, his eyes were like dark night, his appearance was very handsome, his face was very pale, as pale as paper.

In this night without rain or snow, he was still holding a black umbrella, his aura was very cold, and beside him stood a red-robed Tibetan monk with a big arm and a round waist, smiling and looking very kind.

The two stood together with a strong sense of disobedience.

Long Peng's phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and a cold star flickered in his eyes, "It seems that this battle is specially prepared for Long Mou?"

"Mr. Long is said to be 'Blood Avalokitesvara'. His face is like Avalokitesvara, his personality is like that of a ghost, and his wisdom is close to that of a demon. Looking at it now, he really lives up to his reputation. It's exactly what he said..."

The Tibetan monk took two steps forward, still smiling like a Maitreya Buddha. He continued, "Mr. Long, you have seen this scene now. If you surrender, it is still too late. The Buddha is also a monk, but I don’t want to commit murder.”

With no expression on his face, Long Peng said in a cold voice, "Monk, tell me your name."

The Tibetan monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, "Buddha, Yang Lian Zhenjia."

"Which Buddha did I think it was? It turned out to be the 'demon monk' Yang Kun. The 'Northern Four Monsters' have hunted and killed you all these years, but they haven't killed you yet. Are you as fateful as that blood knife old monster?"

"What's the matter, do you want to die in Long's hands now?"

heard.

Yang Kun's face turned cold, "Those four evil beasts, sooner or later the Buddha will cut them into pieces, but now...Mr. Long wants to toast and not eat, is he fined wine?!"

"Your wine, Long will not drink!"

Long Peng's eyes were cold, and he said word by word, "Kill! No one will be left behind!"

"okay!"

Xu Xueting was gearing up and couldn't hold it any longer. The moment he got the order from Long Peng, he immediately drew out the long sword at his waist.

"Brothers, follow me!"

"kill!!"

The people and horses from the two sides collided with each other screaming, and the flesh and blood flew in an instant, turning this elegant bamboo forest into a purgatory on earth.

in the crowd.

Long Peng didn't make a move immediately, and looked at the man in black holding the umbrella from afar.

call--

The wind howled, the green shirt moved, but the person did not move.

Yang Lian Zhenjia looked sideways at the young man beside him, with a little anger in his brows, but he didn't yell loudly, but asked, "Mr. Su, why don't you do anything, but what are your concerns?"

Su Muyu glanced at him, without saying a word, she came to Long Peng in an instant, but she didn't make a move immediately, but said, "'Blood Avalokitesvara', who has long admired his name, is going down the dark river, Su Muyu."

"'Umbrella Ghost' Su Muyu..."

Long Peng and Phoenix's eyes closed slightly, and he glanced at him in surprise, "Why, your business in the dark river has already reached this side? Beili Jianghu can't accommodate you anymore?"

"Yes and no."

"It's two questions."

"It's all one answer."

"what is the answer?"

"An answer that cannot be said."

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, then smiled abruptly, "Let's do it, let me see how strong this 'Umbrella Ghost', one of the three masters of Anhe and one of the four great demons of Beili, is!"

"excuse me!"

Words fall.

Su Muyu's figure dissipated like smoke, and she came behind Long Peng, letting him hit the air with a "Heart Destroying Palm".

"Good posture!"

"Award."

Without any hesitation, Long Peng immediately turned around and greeted him with another palm. This palm was ordinary and went straight.

Su Muyu originally wanted to back away, but just as she thought of it, the alarm bells rang in her heart, she immediately took the umbrella to protect her, and drew out the sword in the umbrella.

But seeing the flickering figure of Long Peng, he suddenly appeared behind him, and someone came to follow suit.

laugh--

There was a gust of wind from the palm, enough to shake people into powder, and it landed on a long sword drawn by Su Muyu. The shaking sword trembled violently. He had no intention of fighting recklessly, and immediately took a few steps back to relieve his strength .

"Internal strength, body technique, palm strength, and all methods are top-notch, amazing."

"Award!"

Long Peng Changsheng stood tall, chuckled, and the zhenqi in the palm of his hand changed several times, turning into a thin and long horizontal knife, "The quick knife in the world, give it a try!"

"it is good!"

Su Muyu replied with a word, and took the initiative to make a move.

That pitch-black umbrella suddenly erupted with a terrifying murderous aura, which shocked the people around them with goosebumps, and they unconsciously wanted to stay away.

The two started to fight.

The move is fast, the afterimage is like a thought.

Su Muyu has already entered the Happy Heaven Realm, and her strength is not much weaker than that of Li Hanyi that Long Peng met before.

and.

When it comes to the way of killing people, I am afraid that ten Li Hanyis are not as vicious and quick as him.

Every move and style he uses is quite simple in intention, without any pretense or confusion.

The trick is deadly, simple and efficient.

His swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of killing people. Compared with Yan Shisan's "Thirteen Swordsmanship", it is more pure and straightforward swordsmanship for killing people.

The sharp knife in Long Peng's hand was cut off several times, and he was completely at a disadvantage. There were sword wounds all over his body, bleeding profusely, and he was retreating steadily. It seemed that he was about to lose.

"you……"

Su Muyu frowned, stopped his sword suddenly, stopped chasing Long Peng, held the pitch-black umbrella, and circled him with eighteen long swords, he said doubtfully, "According to the rumors, your strength should not be forced by me. For this sake..."

"Where did you see that?"

Long Peng's body was full of sword wounds, and the wounds in some places were deep enough to see the bones. He still remained calm and calm, "Maybe it's because you are too strong?"

Su Muyu pursed her lips, still looking as cold as ice.

"If you don't want to fight, you can get away and leave. Why make yourself like this?"

"Who said I don't want to fight anymore?"

Su Muyu was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice, "There are some things that I can't choose."

"If you don't want to leave, then go all out, I... won't hold back any more."

"The choice is always in your hands, but the proportion is different."

Long Peng smiled nonchalantly, his clothes fluttering endlessly, "As for going all out, to be honest, I don't know how much strength I have now."

Su Muyu closed her eyes slightly, and stood holding an umbrella, "You should know tonight."

"Hahaha……"

Long Peng burst out laughing, and the trembling bamboo leaves rustled down, and the echo echoed for a long time, causing severe ear pain to the people nearby.

"There is no moon tonight..."

Su Muyu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant, but seeing Long Peng raised his eyes to look up at the sky, there seemed to be stars flowing in his eyes, "However, it should be there now!"

"The sun hangs in the sky, my body should be safe!"

In a word.

The already crazy wind was blowing more and more fiercely, making people's cheeks hurt.

It seems that a touch of moonlight from the nine heavens fell through the clouds and fell to the human world, swaying faintly, spreading in all directions, illuminating the river.

A silvery and cold light appeared on Long Peng's body, but quickly disappeared into his body.

sizzle...

Long Peng stood at the same place, but saw that there were strands of cold air all over his body, freezing the fallen leaves all over the ground, and only heard the sound of "嗡—", and a curved knife like a crescent moon emerged from his palm inch by inch.

The silver is bright and flawless, just like the crescent moon.

"Come!"

Su Muyu suddenly felt a chill approaching between his brows, and his complexion changed slightly. The [-] long swords surrounding him moved in unison, forming an airtight sword array, and met the slashing cold light.

"too slow!"

At some point, Long Peng had passed through the sword formation, and struck Su Muyu's forehead with a knife.

call--

The wind blew up and the figures scattered, Su Muyu's figure appeared a foot away, with a little bit of blood frost flowing from his forehead,
"So fast……"

"There are faster ones!"

While speaking, Long Peng was already approaching, but seeing the purple awns in his eyes, it seemed that there was the light of the gods rippling, and at the same time he raised the knife and cut it out.

The blade is cold and piercing, unparalleled in sharpness, almost unstoppable.

Clang——

A little fireworks splashed, but a blood-red, blood-stained thin blade appeared, blocking the thin blade that was killing the throat.

Su Muyu calmed down, held the thin blade Changhong in his hand, and asked, "It's just 'Heart Demon Guiding'...?"

"indeed……"

Long Peng nodded, and denied it, "'Inner Devil Guidance' can spy on inner demons, and can attract inner demons, but for you, the effect seems to be limited."

call out--

In the night sky, a firework bloomed brilliantly, illuminating the night sky.

Long Peng was slightly taken aback, and frowned, "Are there any of you...?"

"indeed."

Long Peng nodded slightly, looked around at the people lying on the ground who would never wake up, and muttered to himself, "It seems that we can't delay any longer..."

Su Muyu hooked his hand slightly, and the [-]th sword outside was drawn to his side, and he said, "If you want to leave, no one here can stop you."

"You can't stop it either?"

"Your lightness skill is better than mine."

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to be so honest.

"Why do you want me to leave so much? You should be ordered to kill me, or capture me alive?" Long Peng asked with a smile.

Su Muyu was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, seemed to be thinking, and finally spit out three words slowly.

"Li Hanyi."

Long Peng raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to grab several opponents. In two or three breaths, the few people who were still alive and kicking just now had turned into mummies.

"Unexpected, reasonable..."

"call……"

Long Peng breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of blood flashed in his eyes, the wound on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, "I froze to death, now I feel better..."

"This martial art..."

Su Muyu's pupils shrank slightly, and she was a little surprised, "What kind of evil skill are you doing?"

"What evil skills, I have no experience."

Long Peng shook his head, and said solemnly, "My name is Supreme Gong in Heaven and Earth!"

"Ha ha……"

Su Muyu smiled, "I never thought 'Blood Guanyin' would be so humorous."

"Humorous? I don't think so."

Long Peng smiled and said, "Do you feel a little cold?"

Su Muyu froze for a moment, felt her body, caught a glimpse of Frost on the right hand holding the umbrella, and frowned, "When?"

"What do you think?"

With a calm expression, Long Peng looked around the audience, and then continued to activate his internal energy. The 720 acupuncture points all over his body overflowed with frost-like true energy like a wave. The twelfth lunar month is generally cold.

The corner of Long Peng's lips hooked into a smile, and he said softly, "Now, it seems that I have the upper hand, Umbrella Ghost."

(End of this chapter)