Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 4
on the rivers and lakes.

Being able to attach true energy to a weapon is considered a second-rate expert.

And Baoxiang, as the senior brother of the Blood Knife Sect, also has the supernatural and evil skills such as the "Blood Knife Sutra".

It is also a top-notch presence in the hands of second-rate experts.

If Long Peng is still at its peak, even if there are ten such characters, he will not be afraid.

pity.

There is no if in the world.

"Mom, why are you pretending to be dumb? Hurry up and talk!!"

Bao Xiang approached with a smirk, "Didn't your mother let me out just now? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Boy, I saw you flirting with that stinky woman Li Mochou during the day, so I guess you have an unusual relationship? Come and tell me, is this woman strong enough!"

……

Baoxiang kept talking trash, and the grin on his face became more and more terrifying.

The corners of Long Peng's eyes pressed down, and the eyes flickered with cold stars. When the precious elephant was five steps in front of him, he shot suddenly, and his whole body shot out like an arrow.

"Unbelievable!!"

Bao Xiang laughed wildly, swung the knife and slashed out, never thought that the bamboo stick would suddenly spin half a circle in the air, stabbing the "Zhangmen acupoint" under his ribs, immediately interrupting his breathing.

"Damn it!"

Baoxiang covered his ribs, panting heavily, staring fixedly at Longpeng, burning with anger.

Zhangmen Point.

It is one of the 36 Acupuncture Points of the human body. After being hit, it impacts the liver or spleen, destroys the sarcolemma of the diaphragm, blocks blood and hurts Qi.

That is to say, Long Peng's current strength is not one in ten.

Otherwise, just a move of "split the flowers and blow the willows" is enough for this precious elephant to drink a pot.

Long Peng also understood the principle of "taking advantage of his illness to kill him", so he didn't want to give this precious elephant time to adjust his breath, seeing that the blow was successful, he went forward again.

The bamboo stick swayed with strong wind, very fast.

Bao Xiang didn't expect Long Peng to move so fast, and he couldn't react in time. A large piece of flesh and blood was scraped off his cheek, and the blood flowed all over the floor.
"Damn it, you son of a bitch will die!!"

Bao Xiang yelled at him, but he didn't dare to look down again, and swung his knife to meet him.

It was frightening that a big knife was made powerful by him.

In an instant.

The two fought together and couldn't stand for a long time.

Long Peng was originally a disciple of the Ancient Tomb, and although he also practiced Quanzhen martial arts later on, his foundation was still from the Ancient Tomb School.

Therefore, the moves are mostly weird and agile.

And watch the treasure elephant.

Perhaps because of lack of kung fu, it is very reckless to open and close the famous "Blood Knife and Sword Art" which is known for its insidiousness.

Long Peng is by no means a stupid person.

Knowing that fighting hard is no match for Baoxiang, he relied on his extraordinary speed to swim around the Baoxiang.

Every time he makes a move, he must hit Baoxiang's vital points, causing the monk to scream and be very angry.

"You stinky mouse! Stinky mouse, don't hide!!!"

Bao Xiang became more and more frenzied, and his sword moves became a few minutes faster, while Long Peng's face was pale, with no trace of blood, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, but his expression remained calm.

If you want to destroy people, you must first make them crazy. Anger is fine, but losing your mind is stupidity.

Baoxiang, the game is over!

After touching more than a hundred moves, Bao Xiang's internal strength bottomed out, he felt a throbbing pain in his dantian, and his breath became disordered for a moment.

Long Peng's eyes brightened slightly, he seized the opportunity and suddenly approached.

A move of "Thousands of Miles Sealing the Throat" was used, only the sound of "噗——" was heard, the bamboo stick pierced the elephant's throat, and it was dyed bright red.

"call……"

Long Peng breathed a sigh of relief, his body swayed, and he almost fell down, but fortunately he used the bamboo stick to support him, so he didn't fall down.

"The old injury has recurred, and I have a little back lately..."

Looking at the old wounds on his body, Long Peng rubbed his "temple", quickly sealed the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and then pulled the treasure elephant's monk robe to bandage himself.

"Compared with Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing of the Quanzhen Sect, this monk's martial arts are also in the middle, and he is probably also the beloved disciple of the blood knife ancestor... This is..."

Long Peng was picking up Baoxiang's clothes, when he saw the book fell on the ground, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately picked it up.

"The Blood Knife Sutra?"

Long Peng glanced at it twice, but before he looked carefully, he felt a dull pain in his middle dantian, which was obviously caused by the internal force just now.

resignedly.

Long Peng had no choice but to put the "Blood Knife Sutra" together with some silver into his arms, and immediately sat cross-legged and carried the "Nine Yin Healing Chapter".

Pat, clack...

Long Peng had not completed an hour, when the sound of horse hooves sounded, from far to near, he was already approaching him in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

There was a loud explosion.

I saw a woman in black riding a handsome horse whipping towards the dragon peng with a whip.

The woman in black was tall and slender, with tulle on her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, her back was slender, and she was dressed in the attire of a girl with black hair and black hair.

——Mu Wanqing.

Snapped--

Long Peng couldn't dodge in time, and got hit by the horsewhip firmly, leaving a red blood mark on his back. The internal injury that hadn't healed up made a mess, his internal organs throbbed with pain, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, Long Peng stood up slowly, staring at the slender figure on the horse in front of him with cold eyes, and pulled out the big knife stuck in the ground.

hum-

Mu Wanqing only felt a bad wind coming.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw a big knife slashing towards her arm, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly bent down to dodge.

The icy blade brushed against his back, and with a little blood, it slanted into the ground, causing Mu Wanqing's scalp to tingle.

"hiss--"

The black horse neighed in pain suddenly, and jumped up high, Mu Wanqing did not expect it, fell to the ground, and immediately dodged the high hoof of the horse narrowly and narrowly.

"What's wrong with you, Black Rose!?"

Mu Wanqing hurriedly got up from the ground to appease the black handsome horse named "Black Rose".

It was found that the black rose was missing an ear.

Mu Wanqing was frightened and angry, she turned her head and stared at Long Peng who was standing there.

choke-

Mu Wanqing stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword from the horse's belly, "You dare to hurt my black rose, you want to die!!"

"You want to kill me?"

With no expression on his face, Long Peng walked towards Mu Wanqing step by step, the moonlight fell on his cheeks, his red and phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Unfortunately, I also want to kill you."

A very calm sentence, without any emotion, made Mu Wanqing feel chills in his bones for no reason.

"Little bitch, stop!"

Accompanied by loud shouts from the bamboo forest behind him, there was also a sense of vibration caused by galloping horses.

"Boy, I remember you!"

Mu Wanqing's face changed slightly, she glared at Long Peng fiercely, and got on her horse, "Black Rose, let's go!"

"Bah..."

The black rose raised its front hooves, let out a neigh, and galloped away.

"Want to go?"

Long Peng sneered, and regardless of whether the internal injuries worsened afterwards, he used his internal strength to use the ancient tomb sect's superior lightness kung fu, jumping on the bamboo and wood like a vigorous eagle, and with a few leverages, even Mu Wanqing fell in front of Mu Wanqing. .

Mu Wanqing was startled, raised her slender arms, and shot several sleeve arrows.

"Hidden arrows? A hidden weapon that is not popular!"

Long Peng swung the bamboo stick to block all of them, and immediately turned on the horse's back, and used the bamboo stick to strangle Mu Wanqing's jade neck that was as delicate as white porcelain.

(End of this chapter)