Swordsman: Opening Sign-in Thunder Swordsmanship

Chapter 117 Singled out 7 Jiangnan monsters

Facing the persecution of the Seven Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River, Huang Rong pressed her lips tightly and stubbornly stood in front of Mei Chaofeng.

Just at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help sighing, and tried to persuade him: "Seniors of the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River, when is it time to repay your grievances? You have lost a relative, and now there is only one blind man left in the Black Wind Shuangsha. With Mei Chaofeng blinded, why don't both sides let it go and settle this grievance?"

After saying these words, he moved his steps and quietly stood beside Huang Rong.

There is no doubt that he is pulling the wrong frame.

Although he actually didn't have any good feelings for Mei Chaofeng, and even felt that this kind of indiscriminate killing deserved more than death, but this person was Huang Yaoshi's disciple and Huang Rong's senior sister, so he could only stand up and act as a peacemaker.

The boss Ke Zhen'e glared angrily on the spot when he heard the words, and said, "Boy, we never dare to forget the kindness of helping the Seven Jiangnan Seven Monsters escape from the palace, but even so, we cannot share the hatred with Mei Chaofeng." , there is absolutely no possibility of writing it off! Otherwise, my elder brother Ke Bixie and fifth younger brother Zhang Asheng who were brutally murdered will definitely die without peace!"

"That's right! Unless you kill all of us Jiangnan Seven Monsters, we will never let it go!" The old seven, Han Xiaoying, pointed at Lin Pingzhi with the tip of his sword, and said coldly.

"Hey...it seems that I still want to see the real chapter under my hands?" Lin Pingzhi couldn't help sighing again.

"Although you are kind to us, boy, if you insist on taking the side of this crazy woman, Mei Chaofeng, we Jiangnan Seven Monsters will have to face each other with swords."

Ke Zhen'e said in a deep voice: "We will pay you after we kill this Mei Chaofeng!"

Hearing these words, Lin Pingzhi turned his head and glanced at Huang Rong. Seeing that Huang Rong's eyes were full of expectation and pleading, he could only smile helplessly, drew out the long sword in his hand, and turned to face the Jiangnan Seven Monsters.

"Then invite the six seniors to fight against me."

"This...Brother Lin, the six masters, if you have something to say, don't do it!"

Seeing that his friend and master were about to fight, Guo Jing was very anxious at the side, but this scene was no longer something he could stop with just a single word of persuasion.

"Alright, I saw that your swordsmanship is sharp and swift, and you are a rare sword master. We Jiangnan Seven Monsters should learn from it!"

The boss, Ke Zhen'e, took the lead and launched an attack on Lin Pingzhi with a cautious face.

This person is using an iron staff, and has created his own "Magic Wand Subduing Method". His moves are wide open and closed, with heavy strength, and his strength ranks first among the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, against Lin Pingzhi, who was two full realms behind, he was no match at all. Lin Pingzhi stabbed the opening with a light swipe of his sword, leaving a not-so-deep scar on his right forearm. Shallow scars.

"What a fast sword! I can't catch up with my eyes at all!" Ke Zhen'e was shocked, and quickly retreated to distance himself from Lin Pingzhi.

"Brother! Are you okay?"

Seeing this, the other five people quickly raised their weapons to guard Ke Zhen'e's side, looking at Lin Pingzhi as if facing a big enemy.

Ke Zhen'e's right hand soaked his sleeve with blood, but he didn't feel much anger in his heart. Instead, he looked at Lin Pingzhi rather complicatedly, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, this kid is showing mercy, otherwise the sword just now would be enough to kill me. His hand was chopped off."

"This kid is really terrifying. He has practiced swordsmanship to such a level at such a young age. I don't know which martial arts master he learned from?" Zhu Cong, the second son of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, said with a sigh.

The irritable youngest, Han Baoju, immediately shouted: "Don't build up other people's ambitions here, and destroy your own prestige. This kid's swordsmanship is superb, but I don't believe that he can deal with the six of us at the same time!"

"Let's go together! Take down this kid!"

Following the roar of the third child, the six of them shot together and besieged Lin Pingzhi.

The eldest, Ke Zhen'e, held an iron staff, and his strikes were extremely fierce, like a glaring King Kong.

The second child, Zhu Cong, holds an iron fan, and his hands are sensitive and precise, and he is good at acupressure, which is hard to guard against.

The youngest Han Baoju is holding a golden dragon soft whip. He is short and fat, but his shots are fierce and quick. The golden dragon whip technique he uses focuses on the lower body.

The fourth child, Nan Xiren, held a pure steel pole, and his moves were steady, and he was good at hitting hard.

The sixth child, Quan Jinfa, holds a large steelyard. He is thin and thin, and his moves are flexible and changeable. He is good at the Huyan family's marksmanship.

The old seventh, Han Xiaoying, holds a long sword, with a light body, and is good at using Yuenu swordsmanship.

These six people have been traveling together for many years, and they have already honed an incomparable tacit understanding. Although none of them is a first-class master, but they shot together, even with the five masters. .

Facing this menacing combined attack of six people, Lin Pingzhi was unafraid.

With a movement of his body, he used the "Various Changes of God" to perfection, and his whole body was like a slippery loach, which easily slipped out of the gap that disappeared when the six people surrounded him.

"What a nimble movement! I've never seen it before. Who did this kid learn from?" Seeing this scene, Qiu Chuji and others who were watching the battle couldn't help but look surprised and puzzled, and sighed.

"Third brother! Pay attention behind you!"

Lin Pingzhi's figure moved back and forth among the six people, making them dizzy.

Immediately afterwards, before they could react, Lin Pingzhi's figure quietly appeared behind the youngest Han Baoju, and the eldest Ke Zhen'e, who was at the side, hurriedly reminded him.

However, it was too late, Lin Ping's Vajra Prajna Palm quickly hit the third child on the back, instantly causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew towards the sixth child with golden hair in front of him.

Quan Jinfa, who was at a loss, subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch Han Baoju, but Lin Pingzhi's ghostly figure followed Han Baoju closely, turned to Jin Quanfa's side with lightning speed, and used the side of the sword to shoot Hitting his lower body made his legs go limp and he couldn't stand on the ground. His thin body was immediately knocked down by the fat third son Han Baoju flying towards him.

"Third! Sixth!"

Seeing this, the always calm fourth son Nan Xiren rushed forward, raised the pure steel pole in his hand and threw it at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi didn't rush, and with his right hand, with the momentum of two or two strokes of a thousand catties, he opened the shoulder pole with a sword, then merged the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and quickly broke through Nan Xiren's flaws, hitting the acupuncture points on his chest, making him The internal force in the body was instantly disordered, the limbs were weak, and the pure steel pole in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Just at this time, the second child Zhu Cong quietly came behind Lin Pingzhi, smashed the iron fan at his head with one hand, and hit the acupoints on his back with the other. The way of man also treats his body.

Lin Pingzhi, who was sensitive with five senses, immediately sensed the danger behind him. However, instead of using lightness kung fu to run away quickly, he quickly raised the long sword in his hand to block the iron fan behind him, and let Zhu Cong's fingers land on his back.

Seeing this, Zhu Cong was overjoyed, thinking that he had hit Lin Pingzhi's acupuncture point, and Lin Pingzhi had no strength to fight back.

However, at the next moment, Lin Pingzhi didn't seem to be affected at all, he turned around quickly and hit him in the chest with his palm, making his face turn pale, and he immediately vomited blood, flew upside down, and then landed with a thud.

"Why, why? I clearly hit your acupuncture point!"

Zhu Cong lay on the ground, raised his head to look at Lin Pingzhi with difficulty, his eyes were full of doubts.