Chapter 1853

At three o'clock the next morning, Xiao Yan got out of the flower building and began to run to the forest along the original road.

He will return to the guest house in the morning, and then someone will pick him up to the Supreme Court.

After he went to Beijing, he didn't find those familiar people or bother anyone. He knew that the matter was not simple and did not want to drag anyone down.

He was originally prepared to avoid those people, such as Huo Bingkun, and was bound to go to the hostel to find him and discuss how to ask Luo Lao to help.

Now he has been hiding in Zhao's house for three days. It's perfect.

While complacent, he landed in the oak forest like a gust of wind, but as soon as he fell to the ground, he came face to face with a cold hum.

Xiao Yan was so frightened that he rolled into the side forest. Qiankun held the sword in his hand and was ready to kill at any time.

At night, the cold forest was dark and could not see five fingers, but Xiao Yan could clearly feel that the man in front blocked his way like a mountain.

His whole body was tight and he clearly felt the pressure. He knew in his heart that no matter which direction he chose to break through, it would be futile.

The battle was inevitable, but he felt no chance of winning.

The man was so powerful that the Qi machine completely locked him. Although he hid in the trees, he felt that he was blinded by a leaf. It was ridiculous.

"After so many years, you are the boldest person I have ever seen. You dare to live in Zhao Wanshou's flower building for three days and nights. Is there anything you dare not do in the world?" in the dark, the man's voice came faintly without a little emotion.

This sound seems to be emitted from Jiuyou, which makes people creepy.

Xiao Yan's heart was cold. He knew that he had no place to hide in the other party's eyes. He simply came out of his hiding place and said, "Your Excellency must be the king of Shura slaughtering thousands of miles?"

"Eh?" the man uttered a surprised voice. This was the first time Xiao Yan felt his human character. Then I heard him recover his emotionless voice again. "Sure enough, there are some ways to know the old man's name."

Xiao Yan's heart fell. In the face of this old monster, he really didn't have much will to fight. Hesitated and said, "I don't know how much I offend Duke Tu here. Please give me a lot..."

"I don't want to deal with the younger generation, but the Zhao family doesn't even have a talent. I haven't noticed it for three days. They are all pigs. But if you leave today, I can kill Qianli myself. I appreciate your courage and choose your own way to die." Tu Qianli's voice is still so cold. It's like a common meal to control other people's life and death.

Xiao Yan was angry, his anger surged up, and his fear dissipated in an instant. He only heard his cold hum: "I respect you, elder, but you rely on the old to sell the old. I'm leaving now. If you want to keep me, you can show your skills!"

"Good courage, if there is really the shadow of Wu Shixiong." Tu Qianli saw his foundation at a glance from his posture and momentum.

Xiao Yan knew that this man must be the strongest expert he met after Bai Lixi. He must not have any reservation. He must fight hard to escape.

His whole body stretched, his right hand began to accumulate strength, and a mass of pure fire energy began to gather. In the dark, the flame was very bright.

He slowly stepped forward, the flame in his eyes kept beating, and bursts of white gas came out from his hair, which was his current peak state.

The king Shura in the dark looked at it quietly and said indifferently, "Wu Shixiong's good disciple really has some ways. It's a pity that you shouldn't enter the Zhao family courtyard. Well, for the sake of Wu Taibao, you just need to block my three swords and I'll let you go."

Xiao Yan was aroused by the other party's contempt and shouted, "what are the three swords? It's kind to poke 180 holes in me, which saves the trial."

At the moment, he gradually began to look back on death. He thought that if he wanted to really die next to the Zhao family, he would be able to take Zhao Wanshou to hell.

The reason why Zhao Wanshou didn't move him openly was that he was afraid of giving others a handle. When the hunter king comes back, he can catch this and let Zhao Wanshou be buried with him.

Tu Qianli doesn't care if Zhao Wanshou can kill anyone. He just can't let Xiao Yan go, which will lose his face.

Old, the older the person, the better face.

"You are much better than Wu Shixiong. He was so much worse than you at that time. It's a pity that heaven is jealous of talents!" Tu Qianli sighed, still like a voice from Jiuyou.

At this time, Xiao Yan had stepped forward and saw the terrible enemy in front of him through the energy light in his hand.

A black old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, tall and straight, doesn't look like a hundred years old at all. Even the long hair over the shoulder on the head is dark.

Of course, Tu Qianli is not a woman, but he has long hair with a shawl.

His face makes people can't see the specific age. They just think he's only about 40.

His face is white and handsome, but his eyes are very narrow, which makes people feel that he is not good at it, and even shows a ruthless and cruel feeling.

He only crossed two long swords on his back, one with a black handle and the other with a white handle. They are all very simple and reveal the inside information, which makes people extraordinary at a glance.

He looked at Xiao Yan quietly without expression. Before he started, he suddenly asked, "is old Wu still alive?"

"Fuck you, my father is very good, but it's you. Die!" Xiao Yan knew that he was defeated, but he still aroused great pride, and the fire fist was like a gun popping out of the chamber.

The fire red energy condensed into the rudiment of the fire phoenix, and rushed up to the towering Tu Qianli with bursts of chirping.

Xiao Yan did this with all his strength. He is an easy master. He can guarantee that he will be torn to pieces in an instant. Even if there is a tank in front of him, he can guarantee that it will not be complete.

Despite the fury, the air was torn apart by the impact of energy, making bursts of thunderstorms.

But Tu Qianli was still expressionless, and Taishan was calm. It was not until Huofeng reached three feet in front of him that he pulled out his tip and slashed.

A simple move, Xiao Yan's eyes were jingmang's loud voice. I saw that the light of the sword on the long sword was unsteady, and dozens of points had been pointed out in the oblique split, which suddenly disintegrated the structure in his fire phoenix energy.

The sword formed a beautiful picture, as gorgeous as a lotus petal, but only concentrated in the fist size place on the top of the fire phoenix.

For a moment, his long sword floated back, and the forward Fire Phoenix stopped at the same time.

Pa

A crisp sound, like broken glass, dissipated the energy all at once.

Xiao Yan was restrained. He was full of Qi and blood, and the chicken blood flowed back. Unexpectedly, he only used one move to spray blood from his mouth and nose, and he was in pain.

He had heard that foreign scientists had analyzed energy.

They find that energy actually exists and can be captured, and even they can see the form of energy.

In the past, Xiao Yan only believed that energy was a real existence, but did not believe that he could master the form and structure of energy. Now he believes and is convinced.

When Tu Qianli moves, the sword moves sideways. Instead of fighting with his own energy, he destroys the energy structure and makes his energy accumulation useless.

Xiao Yan was horrified, but he had reached this point. He was not a beggar. He stubbornly suppressed his disordered Qi and shouted, "eat your grandpa again."

This time he punched forward again, but it was a false move. There was only flames in the sky, but there was not much energy. The left hand quietly threw out the sword in heaven and earth's hand in an attempt to kill it.

Tu Qianli snorted coldly. As soon as he picked up his long sword, a sword net fell in front of him, blocking the flame in front of him.

At the same time, the sword in Qiankun's hand attacked him from behind and cut off his neck.

While he was tired of dealing with it, Xiao Yan threw out the wire and went to the oak tree on the side. He had already fled like a ghost.

Tu Qianli was not in a hurry. He seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He just shook his head to the side. Another long sword came out of its scabbard two inches, and then quickly returned to its scabbard.

But these two inches blocked the sword in heaven and earth's hand in an instant. Not only that, but also shook the sword in his hand and flew towards Xiao Yan.

The latter is not willing to take advantage of the magic weapon that has repeatedly made miraculous achievements. People reach out to catch it in the air.

After starting, a chill penetrated his body and almost froze him stiff. Moreover, the concentrated strength of the sword in his hand made him dare not think.

The side body was frozen stiff, coupled with the wrong estimation of strength. Xiao Yanren's body in the air was directly involved in flying out. The metal wire couldn't hang, so he directly tore off the entangled branches.

He fell heavily on the oak tree and felt that his internal organs were about to break.

Before he could adjust his breath, he felt the strength behind him. This time it was different from the cold. It was a burning breath.

Xiao Yan knew in a twinkling that Tu Qianli could rely on two magic soldiers to send out two different internal forces, one cold and one burning. The sword he took out of the scabbard must have a burning smell, otherwise he could kill himself in the first move.

The second time he came out of the scabbard and returned to the scabbard, it was cold, so the sword in heaven and earth's hand would be so cold.

He knew that the comer was not good and wanted to roll away, but he found that his back had been locked by the other party's air machine. No matter where he rolls, he will only be pierced by the other party first.

This feeling is the same as the rabbit being stared at by the eagle, or there is a feeling of waiting to die, which is really uncomfortable.

This even reminds Xiao Yan of that time in Baiyun city. He was anesthetized, then injected to death, and finally cremated in the crematorium.

A raging anger was sent out from the bottom of his heart, and the unwilling moment of sleeping for thousands of years woke up. The sleeve on his right arm burst suddenly, and the runes on it floated and danced quickly.

He only heard a loud roar, did not escape the counter attack, turned around fiercely, and cut the long sword with his right hand to the burning breath in the rear.

Leisurely, in his hand, he slowly drilled out of thin air a long red sword, which seemed to have spirit and sent out bursts of excited calls.

With Xiao Yan's waving, Ding's feet collided with the long sword flying from behind. A little spark dispersed, and the flying long sword made a sound almost sad, and then it was knocked and flew away.

Xiao Yan was overjoyed and full of war. He got up and rushed to Tu Qianli.

The latter just came with a flying sword and is still standing a few feet away. He had thought that the third move would take this person's life, but he didn't want to see this amazing scene and stood in place for a moment.

Xiao Yan was about to lift the sword and drink, but she felt a light in her hand. When she looked down, the long red sword turned into a little fire.

He was shocked and thought, was it just a sword of energy? But I don't think it's possible.

Between the lightning flashes in my brain, I tried to call again, but I didn't feel it at all. He knew that the opportunity was lost. If he didn't go at this time, when Tu Qianli reacted, he was afraid he couldn't go if he wanted to.

"The three moves have passed, and I'll go!" as he spoke, he rose and fell, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tu Qianli finally reacted and raised his hand to recall the sword with the camera across the air, but he felt hot and difficult to hold.

More than that, the sword trembled and hummed.

He murmured, "what kind of sword is it? It can frighten the old man like this. Although the foundation of this son is played by Wu Shixiong, his real Kung Fu is very different. Zhao Wanshou seems to be in trouble."