City Marshal

To be honest, Chu Tian admits that Fu Caichen is halfway ahead of Fengruthless.

However, this half-assessment is based on fighting alone and going to the end. After all, Fu Caichen has been immersed in martial arts with Master Yijian for many years, so his attainments are better than Feng Wuqing who is running around; but in another environment, Such as the current battle of life and death, the result is mysterious.

At least from Chutian's point of view, he felt that Fu Caichen had no advantage at all.

The reason is simple, Fu Caichen lacks bloody actual combat.

This is like a shooting champion on a battlefield full of gunpowder. His marksmanship may not be better than a veteran who has lived and died for a long time, because the psychology of the two sides is completely different. The former will be nervous, and the latter will be relaxed.

One piece at a time, the outcome is unpredictable.

So when Chutian saw Fu Caichen attacking actively, he immediately felt that his brain was flooded. If Fu Caichen waited for Feng Wuqing to fight, his chances of winning would be better. After all, this is the essence of Yijian's technique, but now he gave up Chu Tian couldn't help but regret this advantage.

While his thoughts were turning, Fu Caichen had already struck Feng Wuqing like lightning.

With the momentum of the sword breaking through water, it slowly pierced Xiangfeng's heartless chest.

Just when he thought he was going to pierce his opponent, Feng Wuqing turned slightly sideways, and the dagger was pressed one by one at the same time, but pierced the opponent's heart along the long sword. On the contrary, the speed was half a beat faster than Fu Caichen, and there was a sense of shock.

Fu Caichen even frowned slightly with such power, feeling that the other party seemed to die together.

Because facing Fu Caichen's attacking sword point, Feng Wuqing didn't intend to protect his vitals or retreat, but still used the momentum to point the dagger directly at the opponent's heart, which made Fu Caichen a little uneasy. The opponent's strength was beyond him. Unexpectedly, it is not cost-effective to have another lose-lose situation.

As a disciple of Master Yijian, he would definitely not fight an ordinary master to the death, not to mention that the person in the battle was not Chu Tian, ​​even if both sides were killed at the same time, it would not increase his posthumous honor, so Fu Caichen took a deep breath, and then the sword body slammed Oscillate to open the black dagger.

"when!"

The two swords parted, and each was sideways under the impact. Taking advantage of Feng Wurui's offensive to suspend, Fu Caichen quickly pulled back.

At the same time, he also pulled out a series of sword flower bodyguards.

The sword's momentum gradually disappeared, but the smile on the corner of Feng Wuqing's mouth gradually expanded.

Suddenly he yelled coldly: "You also take my knife."

I don't see how he made a gesture, he walked away with the dagger, and struck out like a long-drawn meteor. This knife gave people a visual impression of being extremely slow, but in fact, it was already in front of the opponent's eyes as soon as he made a gesture. It really hit Fu Caichen's ever-changing sword.

The long sword in his hand let out a mournful moan, and the sword body shook violently, as if it was too heavy. Fu Caichen felt a strong force coming, as if hit by a huge boulder, and retreated uncontrollably. The long sword swung again and again, transforming into nets of light.

The sword technique is extremely mysterious, preventing Feng Wuqing from pursuing, but the momentum of the first opportunity is lost.

Feng Wuqing took another step forward, and his fighting spirit was burning again!The speed of this fluttering step is extremely fast, and there is a feeling of shrinking the ground into an inch: "Fu Caichen, take another move."

The dagger in Feng Wuqing's hand swung quickly.

The gesture he waved was incomparably mysterious, and a series of fierce and unparalleled energy swept away, with the sound of "chi chi" piercing the air, Fu Caichen showed a little surprise, because although the energy came fiercely, but the direction was chaotic No rules, no real impact on yourself.

He couldn't figure it out: Why was Feng Wuqing in such a mess?Just when he was in a trance, Feng Wuqing's left hand suddenly pointed towards Fu Caichen's throat, and his slightly bent fingers made a ejection shape. Fu Caichen knew that as long as his throat was touched by Feng Wuqing's fingers, every inch of strength would instantly If he explodes, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

This attack was clearly premeditated by Feng Wuqing for a long time, making people feel irresistible.

Fu Caichen knew that he couldn't block it head-on, and he could dodge it by observing its approach, so he moved. At this moment, he was surprised to find that Feng Wuqing's unruly dagger had locked all his escape routes, and the opponent's figure was getting closer and closer , Under the pressure of energy, Fu Caichen felt energy rushing to his face.

Years of cultivation and reaction played a role at this moment. Facing the moment of life and death, Fu Caichen took a deep breath and rushed towards the wind with his sword. At this moment, his heart was as cold as snow, and as clear as a mirror. , no fear and worry, and no longer retain your own strength.

Approval flashed in Chu Tian's eyes: This Fu Caichen still has a few tricks.

At least, not worse than Jin Qiuyun!Chu Tian sighed in his heart and thought of that cold and arrogant woman at the same time.

when!The two passed by each other, the swords colliding with each other made a muffled sound like thunder. Some grass and leaves beside them were smashed and scattered in the air. The figures of the two people were all in the smoke and dust. The only thing that the military brothers can be sure of is that the two sides are still standing.

Xiao Xiao's murderous aura gradually dissipated, and the two of them faced each other at a strange angle, but what Fu Caichen left behind was a tall and straight back. : "I didn't expect Shuai Jun to have such a good player, I admire him."

"However, I still advise the young commander to take a shower and incense to see my master tomorrow!"

"Otherwise, you will suffer very serious consequences!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Caichen flew up and jumped down from the top of the mountain.

With his arms open, his clothes fluttering, he hid himself in the cliff like a giant bird.

Obviously, he had found out the way out a long time ago, and he didn't give Chutian a chance to cut him off.

During the time when Fu Caichen was speaking, Feng Wuqing stood like a javelin, his aura remained undiminished, but two red tides appeared on his resolute face in an instant, looking at Fu Caichen's back hidden on the cliff, he sighed He smiled and said, "What a Fu Caichen."

Chu Tian exhaled, and said lightly, "You're hurt!"

As these words fell, Feng Wuqing couldn't hold back any longer, spouted blood rain, fell backwards, and was caught in mid-air by the handsome brother who jumped up, Chu Tian hurriedly stepped forward to help him with a frown After inspection, it was found that his chest was only injured by the concussion, and he would be fine after a few days of rest.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Tian asked Feng Wuqing to help him into the car carefully, and then asked Shuai Jun to turn around and go back to Shen's Garden. On the way, he took out his mobile phone and called Huo Zong, telling him that he couldn't go to the banquet because of an accident. If he could go to see Mr. Huo another day, Huo Zong agreed without saying a word.

The latter knew in his heart that the current Chutian must be facing many difficulties.

The motorcade quickly returned to Shen's Garden. Brother Xu, who had already received the call, brought two doctors over. While they were examining and treating Feng Wuqing's wound, Brother Xu lowered his voice and said, "Young commander, is it the gang? Can the South Koreans do it? This master Yijian is really fast!"

"Do you want to fight back? Let's take the South Korean boxing club!"

Chu Tian signaled Shen Qianqian to pour himself a cup of tea, then waved his hand and replied: "No, you promise the other party to hand over Jin Zhongyong to preserve the South Korean boxing club. You can't use this excuse to deal with the boxing club!"

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with being ruthless."

"It's enough to rest for three or four days, and then you will be alive again!"

Brother Xu saw that Chutian seemed to have already made arrangements, so he stopped worrying about whether to take revenge, and instead asked Fu Caichen, "Then Master Yijian's disciple is so powerful? He can easily hit brother Shangfeng, and he is still running under your noses So, wouldn't his master be more domineering?"

There was a smile on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, and he replied calmly: "Feng Wuqing is indeed injured, but the other party is afraid that it will not be too easy, and he must be healing at the moment. As for Master Yijian, he should still be a bit heavy. It seems that I really need to find some time to meet him at Yunxuan Pavilion!"

"But at that time, it was also the time when Yunxuan Pavilion was destroyed."

Brother Xu's face moved slightly, he caught a murderous look from Chu Tian's words.

Even the tea brought by Shen Qianqian jumped for no reason.

However, to Chutian's surprise, Master Yijian's domineering far exceeded his imagination. On this night, a total of 30 people in the three small halls of Shuaijun were beheaded by people from unknown forces. All leave a dead branch, a dead branch with three young leaves!There was still blood writing on the wall: Let Chu Tian go to see Master Yijian tomorrow night.

Among them, a brother who was seriously injured brought the other party a message: that is, when Chutian went to see Master Yijian, he must bring these three pieces of dead branches, and warned Chutian that if he dared to let the young leaves wither, then they would kill people again. The withering of young leaves will be watered with the blood of ten men.

Destroy nine pieces and kill 90 people.

He destroyed three young leaves in the morning, so he killed 30 people tonight to make an example.

When Chutian saw the three dead branches, he was surprisingly calm.

But Brother Xu dispelled the worry and caution of the morning, holding a thin knife and roaring: "Damn it! The old guy is too deceitful! We have been merciful and didn't kill their people, but he didn't say a word for this **** Young leaves, killed thirty of my brothers, and I cut them off to feed the dogs!"

Countless elite troops had already gathered in the hall, and when they heard Brother Xu shouting, they responded in unison: "Kill him! Kill him!"

Brother Xu was still furious, stirring up the emotions of the brothers, walked to the table and slapped the dead branches: "Grandma! Frighten us with a few rotten branches and leaves, this South Korean dog I underestimated our courage, I will destroy it now, look..." Before his hand touched the leaf, Chu Tian grabbed his wrist: "Brother Xu, don't be impulsive!"