Chapter 170 Iron Sleeves

Whoosh!

A cold arrow suddenly shot from the stern.

Mo Qinglong was startled and felt a chill on his neck.

Plop! He jumped into the river and sank to the bottom.

Blood kept oozing out of the neck.

It was pitch black under the water.

Mo Qinglong couldn't see anything when he stretched out his hand. He endured the severe pain and touched his neck.

A cold arrow pierced into the flesh.

Fortunately, his defense was pretty good, and the arrowhead didn't penetrate deep enough into his flesh to be fatal.

But such an injury was extremely dangerous, and he had to remove the arrow as soon as possible.

After sinking more than one meter deep, Mo Qinglong began to swim forward based on his feeling.

When he jumped into the water, he looked around and realized that he should be swimming along the river bank.

As long as he could take advantage of the night and escape from the sight of the four Wei brothers, he could climb ashore and escape.

Bang~ Suddenly, the surface of the river exploded and waves splashed high.

A cold arrow broke through the water!

Mo Qinglong's back sank and he felt a sharp pain.

"I was shot by an arrow?!"

Mo Qinglong couldn't believe it. He was underwater, so how did the shooter lock on his position?

This second arrow was so sudden!

Mo Qinglong was severely injured and choked on the river water.

But, he didn't have time to do anything.

Bang~ Another loud bang, and the water surface exploded.

The third arrow followed closely and hit Mo Qinglong's back squarely.

Mo Qinglong instantly determined that although what happened was incredible, it was not an accident.

The shooter can really see where he is.

Mo Qinglong had no choice but to surface.

"There!"

The four Wei brothers shouted immediately.

Mo Qinglong looked back and found that he had only swam a few meters.

Swish~ Four nine-section whips came at the same time, wrapped around Mo Qinglong's body and pulled him back.

Mo Qinglong fell on the deck, completely losing the strength to resist.

"Damn it, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Wei Zhihuo was still frightened. He pulled up the nine-section whip, strangled Mo Qinglong's neck, and stepped on him.

To be honest, if he hadn't been lucky, he would have used the nine-section whip to block his chest at the critical moment.

The iron rod that Mo Qinglong had just attacked him with would probably hurt him for a while.

Mo Qinglong was extremely frustrated and asked in a roar: "Who, who shot the arrow?"

The four Wei brothers stepped aside.

A tall figure walked over.

Mo Qinglong widened his eyes, looked at the strange young man carefully, and asked in doubt: "Who are you?"

Fang Zhixing asked back: "Do you know why you died?"

Mo Qinglong laughed bitterly and replied, "The Lord Neitai and the Lord County Magistrate are fighting each other, and it is not a pity for us small fish and shrimp to die."

Fang Zhixing thought to himself, "As expected."

Censor Tian Heyi is investigating corruption and is pressing forward step by step.

The Luo family was also taking intensive action and directly burned the account books.

Fang Zhixing knew he couldn't ask any more questions and gave Wei Zhihuo a look.

Wei Zhihuo understood what he meant, and then he exerted force with his hands, strangling Mo Qinglong's neck to death.

They then set fire to the merchant ship.

But that’s not all.

The group rode non-stop and arrived at Pavilion Hill, ninety miles away in the west.

There is indeed an inconspicuous hill there, bare and without any trees around it, but the view is very wide.

There is a pavilion on the mountain where pedestrians can rest.

Five people and a dog came to the pavilion hill. It was still early, so they found a secluded place nearby to rest.

The night passed quickly.

Gradually, the sky began to brighten.

Fang Zhixing woke up early in the morning and saw a hint of pale sky appearing on the horizon, illuminating the mountaintops.

He walked over to the pavilion, looked around, and frowned slightly.

The dog woke up, yawned, stretched, and came over. He asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "This place is not suitable for an ambush. We may have to rush in directly later."

"Well, just be reckless."

Xigou said indifferently: "Anyway, you have reached the perfection of the Four Bird Realms, and your strength exceeds 110,000 pounds. Apart from those elite children of the aristocratic families, who can be your opponent?"

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a moment, waved his hand, and the four Wei brothers hurried over.

The five people sat in the pavilion, and before they knew it, the sky gradually brightened.

Dadada~ A carriage was coming from afar, with a flag hanging on the carriage, which was made up of three white lotuses that looked like they were floating in the water.

When the flag fluttered in the wind, at first glance, the pattern formed by the three white lotuses looked very much like the Chinese character "Miao".

"Master, look..."

Wei Zhifeng pursed his lips and saw the carriage at a glance.

Fang Zhixing naturally noticed it as well, and asked in surprise, "Why is there no escort accompanying this carriage?"

The four Wei brothers were stunned. Only then did they realize that there was no one around the carriage.

Logically speaking, the visitor is the young master of Miaolianfang, who has a certain status and position. He has to be dignified when he goes out.

The carriage soon arrived at the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Fang Zhixing immediately gave him a look.

The four Wei brothers understood what he meant, and they came to the middle of the road and lined up in a row.

"Sigh~"

The coachman quickly stopped the carriage. He was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a slightly honest face.

The driver blinked and hesitantly called out, "What are you doing? Why are you blocking the road?"

Wei Zhifeng shouted expressionlessly: "This mountain was opened by your grandfather. Today, it is closed to the public. No one is allowed to pass through. Go back to where you came from."

The driver suddenly didn't dare to say anything and turned to look inside the car.

A paper fan suddenly stretched out and lifted the curtain of the car.

Then, a handsome young man came out, wearing a clean white suit, giving people a sense of elegance and grace.

On Blue Planet, this guy is simply the epitome of young and handsome guy.

Swish! The young man opened the paper fan and waved it gently.

He first looked at the four Wei brothers, then glanced at Fang Zhixing in the pavilion. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and a gloomy look appeared between his brows.

Next second.

The second person walked out of the car. He was a middle-aged strong man in gray clothes. He had a dull face and looked like a fool.

He is about 1.80 meters tall, but his body proportions are quite disproportionate.

First of all, his arms were extremely long, almost reaching to his knees.

Secondly, his palms were abnormally large, twice the size of a normal person's.

Finally, his eyeballs were very large, almost protruding out of their sockets.

Such a strange appearance is rare.

The young man in white got out of the car and said, "My name is Miao Qiutao from Miao Lian Fang. May I ask your names, friends?"

Wei Zhifeng replied: "Are you deaf? If you didn't hear what I said, get out of here!"

Miao Qiutao laughed and said, "What if I don't obey?"

Wei Zhifeng raised his hand, and the nine-section whip made a clanging sound and fell to the ground. He grinned and said, "Swords have no eyes. Do you want to try?"

"Nine-section whip?"

Miao Qiutao pondered for a moment, then laughed and said, "Not many people use the nine-section whip. It is not as strong as a stick, and not as flexible as a whip. In Qinghe County, the most famous one is the Wei Family Villa that was tragically wiped out two years ago."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four Wei brothers changed, and their breathing paused.

Miao Qiutao saw this and said with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, your name should be Fenghuoshanlin, right?"

Wei Zhifeng took a deep breath and said, "As expected of Young Master Miao, you have an extraordinary vision."

Miao Qiutao turned to the pavilion and frowned, "May I ask who that hero is?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "I am nameless and not worth mentioning."

Miao Qiutao laughed and suddenly asked, "May I ask the five heroes, who sent you?"

Fang Zhixing replied calmly: "I dare to speak, do you dare to listen?"

"Ha ha!"

Miao Qiutao raised his head and laughed, "This Qinghe Martial Arts Conference is really lively. The county governor's daughter, Miss Luo Qianqian, will attend, and the Neitai's son, Master Tian Taixing, will also attend. There are also rumors that the Martial Arts Alliance has also sent a genius who intends to sweep across the country and dampen the arrogance of the aristocratic families and bureaucrats."

He waved his paper fan, tapped his chest, and said bluntly: "My Miaolianfang has always been under the rule of the imperial court, so we naturally obey the orders of the Minister of the Imperial Court. Then the five of you are either running dogs of the aristocratic families or fanatics of the Martial Alliance, is that right?"

Fang Zhixing remained calm and said, "We don't belong to any faction. We just do things for money."

As soon as the words fell, the four Wei brothers kicked at the same time.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Four nine-section whips flew out in unison, stretched straight and shot towards Miao Qiutao.

"Hey!"

The burly man in gray with a weird figure suddenly rushed out, reached behind his waist with his hands, and suddenly pulled out two butterfly knives.

Long arms!

Dagger!

The sturdy man in gray waved his arms as fast as lightning.

Ding ding ding ding!

Accompanied by four sparks of fire, the four nine-section whips all flew into the sky and rolled back.

The faces of the four Wei brothers changed drastically. They quickly retreated and shook the nine-section whip frantically to dissipate the recoil force.

Wei Zhihuo was the first to control his nine-section whip. He turned over and did a round dance, coiled like a snake, and hit the gray-clothed burly man again, like a white snake spitting out its tongue, and kept hitting.

The sturdy man in gray was not afraid at all. He swung his sword and swept away the nine-section whip.

Wei Zhihuo had to step back and create some space.

He needs a certain amount of space to use the nine-section whip.

Miao Qiutao watched with interest and said jokingly, "This servant of mine is actually only at the second bird realm, and has only enhanced his strength and toughness, but his natural strength is incomparable, and his body is also different from that of ordinary people. In addition, his sword skills are extremely sharp, so his combat power is very strong. The four of you must not underestimate him, it is best to attack him together."

In fact, he didn't need to say anything, the eldest, the third and the fourth had already regrouped and rushed forward to help the second.

Four men surrounded one, and the fight was evenly matched.

Miao Qiutao glanced at Fang Zhixing and said with a half-smile, "How about we two play too?"

Fang Zhixing stood up and said with a faint smile: "Okay, let's have some fun."

Miao Qiutao put away the paper fan, put it at his waist, then slowly adjusted his cuffs and swung it to both sides.

Whoosh~ Two long sleeves flowed out along the arms to both sides.

The two long sleeves are so light that a slight breeze can lift them up.

Miao Qiutao played with his two long sleeves wantonly, lingering around his body, up and down, left and right, like a graceful dancer, as graceful as a startled swan, which was breathtaking.

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "Liuyun Iron Sleeves!"

“Good eyesight!”

Miao Qiutao smiled charmingly, "This Heavenly Python technique is only suitable for women to practice, but I was born with a yin-yang constitution, so I can practice it too."

Only then did I realize what was going on and I was speechless.

The burly man in gray had a weird physique, and Miao Qiutao was even weirder.

Both the master and the servant were born extraordinary.

The next second, Miao Qiutao pushed forward, and his two long sleeves straightened out, like two iron pillars crashing towards him.

Fang Zhixing retreated violently.

Boom!

Two long sleeves passed through the pavilion and instantly lifted the roof.

The pavilion collapsed.

Miao Qiutao pulled back and his long sleeves were retracted.

Almost at the same time, a figure crossed the pavilion and caught up with Changxiu.

The soles of his feet stepped on each of the long sleeves, and it could be none other than Fang Zhixing.

“So fast!”

Miao Qiutao paused, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Then he raised his foot and kicked, and in an instant, a cold light burst out.

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, his dynamic vision saw through everything, and then he retreated again.

At the same time, he drew his sword from its sheath and quickly created a sword shadow.

Dangdangdang! Dozens of silver needles flew out and scattered all over the ground.

Fang Zhixing landed safely and said with a curled lip: "I didn't expect you had hidden weapons on you."

Miao Qiutao was even more shocked, and smacked his lips and said, "I didn't expect that none of my rainstorm pear blossom needles could prick you."

Fang Zhixing stopped talking nonsense, took out a flying knife and threw it out.

Miao Qiutao immediately danced with his sleeves, and with one roll, all the flying knives were covered by his long sleeves.

Then he spun on the spot, accelerated, and returned the flying knives at an even faster speed.

Fang Zhixing stepped on his toes, jumped high, somersaulted in the air, and flipped over Miao Qiutao's head.

He swung his level 2 sword and chopped it down.

Miao Qiutao raised his left arm and threw it to the ground. His long sleeves still supported the ground, like a bamboo pole, holding up his entire body and flying high at an angle.

The next moment, the blade swept across the place where he had been standing, leaving a deep groove and raising dust.

Fang Zhixing landed gracefully on the ground, planted his feet on the ground, twisted his ankles fiercely, and then shot out quickly with almost no pause.

At this moment, before Miao Qiutao landed, a shadow suddenly fell on his head.

His face suddenly changed and he looked up suddenly, and Fang Zhixing had already appeared in mid-air.

Chop it down with one knife!

Miao Qiutao was shocked, gritted his teeth, and waved his long sleeves to meet him.

Fang Zhixing was in mid-air, his waist muscles tightened like a knot, and then suddenly relaxed.

In an instant, his body began to spin wildly, twirling around and brushing against the edge of his long sleeves.

"not good!"

Miao Qiutao's face changed completely, his eyes blurred, and Fang Zhixing was magnified to the extreme in his vision.

An elbow came and hit him hard in the face.

Miao Qiutao groaned violently, spitting out a few drops of blood, and fell to the ground rapidly.

Bang! Miao Qiutao fell to the ground, his body sinking into the mud, forming a "big" character.

He stood up with a somersault, two lines of blood gushed out of his nostrils, staining his mouth red.

Next, the ear!

There was a whistling gust of wind!

Bang! Miao Qiutao flew out diagonally again, fell on the hillside, and rolled all the way down.

"Young Master!"

The gray-clothed sturdy man who was fighting suddenly changed his expression and immediately wanted to chase after him.

“Where are you going!”

The morale of the four Wei brothers was boosted. They attacked frantically and held back the strong man in gray.

"Wow~"

Miao Qiutao finally stopped, lay on the ground, dizzy and spit out a bloody tooth.

He was breathing heavily, his ears were ringing, and his face was distorted with pain.

Then, two feet came in front of him.

Miao Qiutao raised his head and slowly stood up.

At this moment, his expression was extremely shocked, and he said in astonishment: "I didn't expect you to be in the fourth animal realm!"

“You’re not bad either!”

Fang Zhixing smiled faintly, "With this androgynous body, he has actually cultivated a strength of nearly 98,000 kilograms."

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and punched Miao Qiutao in the stomach.

"Wow~"

Miao Qiutao instantly bent over like a shrimp and vomited out all his bitter gall.

(End of this chapter)