The eighth eighty-fourth Meng, the sword king is a magician
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Li Yan ran to the edge of the pond and no longer wanted to run away. He squatted down, picked up a handful of water, drank it first, then wiped his face, cleared his mind, quickly sat cross-legged, facing the sky, and breathed evenly. He had to straighten his inner breath as fast as possible, and the meridians that were disturbed by a stick towards the sky must also be restored as soon as possible, otherwise it would be harmful to the body and restored to his state, so that he could continue to do serious things.
There are still many things waiting for him to do now. He must rush to Fengbo Pavilion as soon as possible to inform the Power Gang that Liu Suifeng has been rescued by the seven major gangs and no longer needs to fight his life.
As soon as Li Yan sat down, the true energy used to heal his wounds condensed when he heard a "slam" sound. A person actually jumped out of the water curtain of the waterfall. She was a woman... Of course, her clothes were wet by the waterfall, and they were all stuck to her body, outlining a beautiful curve... In fact, her clothes were originally very curved, and they were an authentic office girl's outfit, very energetic. Now that she was wet, the curve was just more obvious.
Li Yan recognized this woman at a glance, the leader of the eight heavenly kings of the Power Gang, Sword King Qu Hanshan.
"What's the situation? Why is the Sword King here?" Li Yan was shocked: "You haven't gone to Fengbo Pavilion to rob the law ground?"
When the Sword King saw Li Yan, of course he recognized him at a glance: "Huh? The chief manager of Heimu Cliff, Yang Lianting? Also known as the truant Li Yan... Why are you here? Oh, my clothes are soaked... You see you in such a mess, what should I do... Turn around, don't look."
Li Yan was sweating. His nicknames didn't seem very nice. It was a bad thing to skip school masters. The name Yang Lianting made people feel chilled all over. Looking back, let's take a nice name like Long Aotian.
Li Yan turned to the beginning and said, "Don't ask me first, we'll come one by one, why are you here?"
Seeing Li Yan turn his head away, the Sword King quickly took off his wet clothes and took out the replacement clothes that had been prepared long ago from a rock by the pond. While changing the clothes, he said, "I'm changing clothes, don't turn your head... The gang leader ordered that the military advisor of the Power Gang was not there, and there was no strategy. Feng Boting hit it in with his fist."
Li Yan nodded and said, "This is quite in line with Principal Li's style."
The Sword King said aggrievedly: "This is indeed very consistent with the style of the gang leader, but... it doesn't fit my style. Listen to my name "Sword King", I just use a sword. I'm really not good at hitting it with my fist."
Li Yan rolled his eyes and thought to himself: Could this guy have had his head clamped by the door panel?
The Sword King said: "So I came to the deep mountains. Standing under the waterfall, hit the pool water with my fists, and practiced boxing hard. It is said that many of the master martial arts learned from the flowing waterfall and other things, so I chose this place... Is the place good? When I practice down the mountain and change the name from the Sword King to the Fist King, I can execute the orders of the gang leader."
Li Yan stroked his forehead with his hand and swallowed speechlessly... He didn't know that at the same time, Zhao Shirong was also touching his forehead with his hand, and his face was filled with tears.
The King of Sword said: "I have changed my clothes and you can turn your head. Now it's your turn to say, why are you here?"
Li Yan turned his head... and almost vomited blood as soon as he looked. The buttons of this guy were staggered. As a result, the hem of his clothes was not aligned... the whole piece of clothes was crooked. He thought to himself: No, I can't complain, I lose as soon as I complained.
He had to pretend that he didn't see it and said, "I just saved... cough..." He almost said Liu Suifeng, but when he spoke, he immediately realized that it was no. He couldn't say it, and he was exposed as soon as he said it. He was a hippo Sanren. Liu Suifeng once said that hippo Sanren is his own family member of the Power Gang. So those embarrassing things happened in the prison and only punished him to sweep the toilet. If it was an outsider, either you died or I lived... Li Yan was of course an outsider, so of course he couldn't let Liu Suifeng know that hippo Sanren is himself, and of course he couldn't tell the Sword King.
Li Yan had no choice but to say, "I just passed by the foot of the mountain and saw the seven bandits rescued Marshal Yue. They had already escaped. The officers and soldiers mistakenly thought that the seven bandits and a group of bandits had fought a few moves and suffered a little bit of minor injuries. They needed to regulate their breathing here. After the smooth flow, they should go to Fengbo Pavilion to inform the Power Help and stop the action of robbing the law field."
When the Sword King heard this, he immediately became surprised: "Huh? The military advisor has been rescued by the seven major bandits? Then... what's going on in Fengbo Pavilion? Why is there a military advisor tied to the punishment platform?"
When Li Yan heard this, an unknown feeling suddenly arose in his heart, and he said anxiously: "That's a fake, not good... Qin Hui and Cai Jing prepared fakes. Even if they were really robbed, they could still use fakes to attract the heroes from the world to die... No... I can't heal my injuries here, I have to go to Fengbo Pavilion quickly..."
Li Yan held back his internal injuries and stood up: "Let's go! Go together."
The Sword King shook his head: "If the boxing technique has not been completed, you will never go down the mountain."
Li Yan waved his big fist: "I don't have time to be stupid with you. Now, go with me immediately, right away. Power gang and I need your combat power. You can't be lazy here."
The Sword King shook his head: "The gang leader said that he used fists. This Sword King is no longer useful... My combat power when using fists is almost zero, so I can only help you if I go."
Li Yan rolled his eyes and thought to himself: Do I want to explain to her the real meaning of "smashing in with a fist" to her now? It seems that the explanation is not very clear. This guy seems to be three points more charming than Xiao Qiushui. How can I simply convince her to go down the mountain?
Li Yan had no choice but to say, "You really don't know how to box at all?"
The Sword King nodded: "No!"
Li Yanqi said: "Then...if your sword is knocked off by the enemy, wouldn't it be dead?"
The Sword King smiled and said, "How is this possible? The Sword King's hands change thousands of swords, and there will always be swords in his hand." As she said, suddenly there was an ancient sword on her left hand, with a wide blade and a thick back. I don't know where she hid the sword just now, but she only heard her laugh, "This is the ancient sword giant. When I need it, it will suddenly appear in my hand."
Li Yan bounced his fingers, and the Sword King didn't expect him to take action. The ancient sword was bounced off by Li Yan with a "clang" sound: "What about now?"
The Sword King was stunned and said, "So you are testing me." She smiled and said, "It's useless... what's the use of knocking down a sword?" She didn't know how to do anything, and suddenly another sword appeared on her right hand, a thin and thin sword that looked very sharp. She only heard her laugh, "This is the sword green pine... It's a matter of blowing hair that can be broken... It is said that Zhao Zilong used this sword..."
"Zheng!" Li Yan pointed and bounced the sword away.
Unexpectedly, she turned into another sword in her left hand: "Haha, this is a short sword fish intestine..."
Li Yan wiped his sweat: "Damn, are you a magician?"
The Sword King spread his hands: "Anyway, I have endless swords in my hand, so I just need to use sword techniques to overcome the enemy. I have never practiced boxing skills. Now I go down the mountain and I can't do the orders of the gang leader. What should I do?"
Li Yan didn't know what to do, so he asked in a hurry: "Do you have a fist sword? It's a strange weapon circulating in the Indian Hui tribe. It's rare in Middle Earth, but since you are the King of Swords, you should have one?"
The Sword King laughed: "You really asked the right person. There are only one person who can use fist swords in Zhongdi, and the only one is my Sword King Qu Hanshan." Her hand shook, and a fist sword actually appeared on her hand...
Li Yan has played "Diablo 2". The assassin's profession uses this rare and weird weapon. It can be seen at a glance. It's really a fist sword! The Sword King is indeed awesome, and there are all such rare swords. Of course, her awesomeness is limited to using a sword. Other aspects are simply messy, especially her IQ, which is simply terrible...
Li Yan quickly said, "Isn't the fist sword just a fist? If you use the fist sword to beat the enemy, it is in line with what your gang leader said, "Blow in with a fist"..."
When the Sword King heard this, his eyes lit up and he was overjoyed: "Oh, you are so smart. Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Oh, no, it is better than practicing ten years of boxing. Hahahaha, my Sword King Qu Hanshan can finally live up to the high expectations of the gang leader and defeat the enemy with his fists! You really helped me a lot..."
She jumped up in a hurry: "Let's go! Go to Fengbo Pavilion and see me killing all directions with my fist and sword."
Li Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Did you come from riding a horse or walking? My internal injuries have not been adjusted yet. If I run with light skills, I am afraid that internal injuries will occur. It is best to have a horse. I can take a short rest on the horse's back."
The King of Swords said: "There are...but only one horse..."
Li Yan said: "One horse is the same, ride it together... You can pick the reins of the horse and let me rest for a while."
After hearing this, the King of Swords blushed slightly: "I'm in my hands, you want to rest again, then aren't you... going to lie in my arms?"
It turned out that the two of them rode together. If one of them wanted to rest, they would definitely not be allowed to sit on the butt of the horse. They had to let the person who was holding the front and sit in the back. The person who was resting would inevitably hold the person who was sitting in front and resting. This action was really ambiguous.
When Li Yan thought about it, he felt that something was wrong... After all, he was not familiar with the Sword King. It was indeed a bit inappropriate for him to ride a horse in such an intimate posture.
He was about to explain a few words about the children of the world who were not particular about the details, but he heard the Sword King say embarrassedly: "There are many swords hidden on them. If you lie in my arms, you will feel uncomfortable?"
Li Yan: "¥%…&*(0)"
Chapter completed!