Devil Seeds

  Chapter 400 Counterattack (monthly ticket 1700 plus more)

   "This kid wants to break the city, we can't tolerate him!"

   "Xuanfu City is broken, and our missions must be finished." In the dark night, several voices rang out.

   Then three figures descended, slowly encircling Li Mingfeng in three directions.

   The first person, holding a thin-edged long sword, staggered his steps, carrying a sharp edge, piercing Xuangang with the force, and stabbed towards Li Mingfeng.

  At the same time, his footwork changed, shortening the distance with Li Mingfeng.

  Gao Wu is also Wu.

  Li Mingfeng is good at marksmanship, one inch long and one inch strong.

  Thus, those who hold a thin-edged long sword choose to fight close to the body, taking danger as a threat.

  Forcing Li Mingfeng's marksmanship to be unable to retract freely.

   Li Mingfeng was still riding on the horse, without any panic.

  The horse under that seat was also spiritually enlightened, stepping on a special pace, jumping back and forth, even though it was within a square inch, it actually made its master hold a spear, blooming like a battlefield.

  But at this time, a man with a green face, holding a thick-backed sword, drew the sword from Li Mingfeng's back.

   This knife, on the bright side, is indeed full of murderous intent.

  Secretly, it is very deceitful, with many hidden changes.

  The entanglement and blending of strength cannot be fully described in an instant.

   Li Mingfeng's spear danced with a strong wind, blowing the dark snow.

   While turning around, he blocked all the knives and swords, leaving room for him.

  It's just... Li Mingfeng is also somewhat anxious.

  He is not worried about the three people in front of him.

   It's just that if the city of Xuanfu cannot be broken in a short time, and the Tatar soldiers who have already been contacted are attracted to enter the city, when those masters who chose the imperial court arrive, with his means... I'm afraid they won't be able to use it.

  At this moment, Li Mingfeng didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. With a whistle, he held the gun in one hand, and the other hand was free to use his palm technique.

  Suddenly turned palms into fists and fists into claws, and actually integrated Wudang Mianzhang, Shaolin Dharma Fist, and Nine Yin Divine Claws into one furnace.

  Transformed in an instant, forming a manual skill mixed with Buddhism and Taoism.

   Once the thick-backed broadsword got close to him, he encountered the wonderful kung fu of such a palm.

  It can only be a boring loss.

  At this time, the third person who was originally in the formation made a move.

   The third person was originally empty-handed.

   One clap of both palms, that is the roar of the tiger and the chant of the dragon.

  Subduing Dragon Palm and Crouching Tiger Fist are two in one, but the golden light of the Buddha's indestructible body is shining on his body.

   I don’t know whether it will be like cultivating a golden arhat in the future, or an arhat who subdues the dragon and subdue the tiger.

   The four of them fought in a group. Although Li Mingfeng was superior, it was difficult to get rid of it in a short time.

   And these three people obviously just want to delay time.

  That's why they don't go head-to-head with Li Mingfeng, but focus on fighting, helping each other and resolving the crisis.

  The night is getting deeper, the wind and snow are rising again, and the snowflakes are flying.

  But the four of them fighting fiercely, unknowingly, were covered in sweat.

  The BMW under Li Mingfeng's seat also began to pant heavily.

  At this time, this battle is far more difficult than letting it run for hundreds of miles.

  The snowflakes floated to where the four of them started, and were stimulated by the true power of the four of them, they turned into sharp hidden weapons and scattered towards the surroundings.

Da da da···!

  The sound of horseshoes in the distance is getting closer.

   Obviously, the defenders of the Xuan Mansion are more reliable than those so-called heroes with no organizational discipline.

  The commotion at the gate of the city attracted a large number of guards resting in the Bingtun.

  The leading generals are even master-level masters. If they cooperate with the formation, even a great master can win the battle.

  Li Mingfeng knew that the time had passed, he urged the BMW under his seat with a sharp roar, and began to shoot wildly.

  Every shot was fired with full of murderous intent, and every shot was aimed at the crumbling city gate.

   Outside the city gate, some Tatar cavalry also began to attack the city again.

   The animal fat packed in wooden barrels hit the city gate, and a raging fire ignited.

   Li Mingfeng slapped two more palms, got rid of the entanglement of the three, and was about to leave.

  But at this time, the screams of the Tatar cavalry suddenly came from outside the city.

  Only heard the sound of clothes flapping lightly, and the sound of killing outside the city subsided at a fast speed.

  After that, I saw a total of seven or eight figures, crossed the high city wall, and then circled down.

  One of them has white hair all over his head, but he is wearing a gray cloth, which looks ordinary.

   "Senior Yun! Please leave this teasing behind!" shouted the man wielding a thick-backed broadsword.

The white-haired and gray-clothed man glanced at Li Mingfeng, turned his head to his side, looked at the somewhat slippery young man in leather armor, and said: "The Fengxue Juejian I taught you is the time to verify the authenticity. His marksmanship is good, and his true qi cultivation is also good, you fight him, and I will point out the shortcomings for you."

   "You should know that no matter how good the sword technique is, if there is no actual combat... it will always be an empty shell."

  Yue Tingshan nodded repeatedly, but he still lacked confidence in his heart.

  Although I know that the 'Senior Yun' next to me is a master of cultivation.

  But... the so-called Absolute Sword of Wind and Snow is just a sword technique created by this boss after spending a lot of time **** on the vastness of the world and the harsh wind and snow.

  I didn’t see any process of scrutiny, verification, perfection, and completion at all... Can this be believed?

  No matter what, Yue Tingshan greeted him with a sword.

  The first move is the ultimate move in Fengxue Juejian's 'Snowstorm Pressing the City'.

  With this sword, the atmosphere of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and snow all over the sky merged with the sword in Yue Tingshan's hands faintly.

  For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was the sky or the sword attack.

  The BMW under Li Mingfeng neighed, and he took two steps back.

   Li Mingfeng blushed, and slapped BMW on the back: "Beast!"

The   man had already flew into the air, and then shot at Yue Tingshan.

  The tip of the gun is in mid-air, turning into thousands of pear flowers blooming.

   Wind and snow and pear blossoms meet in mid-air.

  In an instant, it was the blade and the tip of the spear that collided.

  In the seemingly poignant and beautiful scenery, the real danger is hidden in it.

Yin Feiyang frowned, and then said: "What do you care about him? You just swing your sword. The wind is helping you, the snow is helping you, and the night is helping you. He stands taller than you. Is it higher than the sky? Higher than the clouds? Higher than this wind and snow?"

  Yue listened to the mountain and heard the words, the sword in his hand was as fast as the wind, as fast as the thunder, suddenly became slow.

   It's just that although the sword's momentum is slow, the wind and snow are even more violent.

   Anyone who has used a fan knows it.

  The short-distance and rapid fanning method does not form too much wind, making yourself cooler.

   Instead, the distance was lengthened and the frequency slowed down, but the wind became stronger and the body cooled down.

  The core essence of Fengxue Juejian, of course, is more than that...but there are similarities.

  The cold wind pierces the bones, piercing into the bones... It is not because of its rapidity and frequency, but because of its madness, distance, length and depth.

  Li Mingfeng made a volley turn, using Yunlong's three-fold movement.

   It's just that no matter how much he bends, the strong wind, ice and snow always envelope him, giving him no chance to breathe.

   "Change another trick, the wind and snow are desperate, what is the real murderer, do you remember?"

   Today is the third watch, good night everyone!

   Almost half of it recovered today.

   It's just that there is still a little discomfort in the lower abdomen.

   Try tomorrow to see if you can restore the fifth watch!

thank you all!

Goodnight everybody!

  (end of this chapter)