Chapter 135 Fight
Fu Qingzhou had his own reasons for choosing the ruined temple as the battlefield.
Although Yue Heng was in the temple, at least he was under his nose.
Before knowing that the killer coming tonight was Wu Yan, Fu Qingzhou first knew that he was a patient, capable, and good at hiding killer.
If fighting outside the temple, the first and most difficult thing to deal with is the stealth skill.
The Smoker is not that trustworthy. He may save himself from death, but he doesn't mind getting himself seriously injured first and then trying to persuade him to escape... From its point of view, escaping is definitely a better choice.
The second one is Yue Heng.
A killer who would choose to step in and destroy traps before midnight. Fu Qingzhou believed that he would find a way to contain himself, then find a way to break into the ruined temple and kill Yue Heng first to complete the task. .
In this case, it is better to choose among the ruined temples.
At least you can see every corner of this ruined temple at a glance. Wu Yan has nowhere to hide, let alone being able to bypass him and attack Yue Heng quietly.
Of course, I was using a bow and arrow, so it would definitely be more difficult to shoot in a temple than in an open field.
But now this scene... is the result of his careful consideration.
The moonlight was shining brightly, and Fu Qingzhou paused when the rapier was handed to an inch in front of his eyebrows.
The big bow was raised, and it was firmly in front of the sword tip, blocking it.
“Brother Wu Yan.”
Fu Qingzhou showed a sneer: "The last time we met, we were comrades, but now we have become enemies."
Wu Yan looked at him indifferently, with no expression on his face. He took a half step back, turned around, and raised his rapier. He stabbed again at an extremely tricky angle.
Fu Qingzhou used his bow to block again, and drew an arrow with his other hand to stab. Wu Yan blocked with his sword.
The two of them were going back and forth in the small temple, and they quickly fought into two whirlwinds.
But it was obvious that Wu Yan had the upper hand.
His sword isn't very powerful, but it's fast and weird.
There are many variations of swordsmanship, light, heavy, complex... The King of Hundreds of Soldiers has all kinds of offense and defense. Fu Qingzhou has also read many swordsmanships in the Wuwei Guan Library, but he has never I have seen a sword technique like this.
It seems to be deliberately avoiding the normal people's habit of using weapons. Except for the most common thrust of the sword forward, Wu Yan's body will twist and twist when using almost every sword move, and the thin sword will be stabbed. Come.
The angles of these sword strikes are often unexpected and unpredictable. When Wu Yan is in front of Fu Qingzhou, his sword will appear from Fu Qingzhou's back; when he leaps high, But the tip of the sword turned to the side of Fu Qingzhou's neck...
This weird move of misaligned sword and body skills made Fu Qingzhou extremely uncomfortable.
When he was in Ten Thousand Poison Mountains before, he had not yet broken through the four realms, nor had he fought side by side with Wu Yan, so he could not experience this weirdness.
Fu Qingzhou had never fought closely with those killers last night, and had never truly experienced the strangeness of this sword technique.
Until now...
"Ugh!"
A blood flower bloomed on his shoulder. Fu Qingzhou took two steps back, barely stopping in front of the sleeping Yue Heng. forward.
Wu Yan still had no expression on his face. He waved his sword lightly, shook off the blood on the tip of the sword, and attacked again.
Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly sharp, and his lips were slightly opened: "Hey!"
In an instant, a sharp sound broke through the air outside the temple!
A flash of surprise flashed across Wu Yan's eyes, he stopped his forward attack and drew his sword across the front of him.
The next moment, a flash of red light pierced the wall of the empty house and hit his rapier hard!
The blow was so powerful that Wu Yan was knocked back half a step. Fu Qingzhou took this opportunity to pull out the short knife from his waist and pounced on him. He rolled on the spot and slashed at Wu Yan's calf with the knife.
“You kid can do it!”
The smoker’s admiration sounded in his mind: “Just now you pretended to scratch his mark, but you were actually carving a talisman? How did you do it? Even I can't tell?"
"Because you are too careless like Wu Yan!"
Fu Qingzhou shouted softly in his mind and continued to attack.
Of course Wu Yan couldn't be careless. All these were just four words, and they were hard to guard against.
On each tree trunk, what is left is just a field of unknown meaning.
But there is a circle of tree trunks surrounding the ruined temple, and each field combined together is a very simple and rough formation. "You don't think I only learned talismans on Langhuan Mountain and didn't read the books on formations, do you?"
Fu Qingzhou sneered in his heart, taking advantage of Wu Yan being forced to retreat, He nocked the bow and shot an arrow very quickly!
This was the first arrow he shot during the fierce battle with Wu Yan tonight.
At the same time, he moved his lips slightly again and spit out the word "duh".
An iron arrow and a red light approached Wu Yan from behind and at the same time. Wu Yan frowned slightly, but suddenly stood still.
In Fu Qingzhou's shocked eyes, he sideways avoided the iron arrow, but allowed the red light to hit his back heavily!
Flowers of blood exploded behind him, but Wu Yan did not make a sound.
On the contrary, he just staggered slightly for half a step, then slowly raised his head and looked over, with a look of calmness and relief in his eyes.
“Holy shit, he’s trying my trick. Will it hurt him a lot?”
Fu Qingzhou’s heart trembled.
It was then that he remembered that two years ago on Wandu Mountain, Wu Yan was a person who was not afraid of pain or injury. No matter how many times he was cut, it did not affect the fight. He acted like a normal person throughout the whole process!
“Ha…”
Fu Qingzhou laughed dryly, put the short sword back into the scabbard on his waist, held the big bow with both hands, and held it in front of him like a short stick: "It seems that the only way is to fight to the death."
Wu Yan tilted his neck and raised the rapier again without making a clicking sound.
Fu Qingzhou knew... It was only then that the battle between the two really began. Everything before this was just a trial.
The next moment, the two of them rushed towards each other at the same time.
Cold shadows flashed, red light suddenly appeared, blood splashed, and figures were confused.
The thin sword was all-pervasive and unruly. No matter how Fu Qingzhou tried to dodge and block, he still suffered one sword wound after another on his body.
Wu Yan also caught all the red lights emitted by the formation outside the temple. His red clothes were soaked in blood. It was impossible to tell how badly he was injured - but no matter how badly he was injured, He didn't care about his injuries.
Gradually, Fu Qingzhou fell into a disadvantage again.
Wu Yan... is too strong.
His swordsmanship has no flaws, and he turns a blind eye to non-fatal injuries, but Fu Qingzhou cannot exchange injuries for injuries like him.
What's more, as time goes by, Wu Yan never gets tired or slows down, but Fu Qingzhou is different.
His blood is bleeding, his injuries are in pain, and his physical strength is declining.
With a bang, Fu Qingzhou used Yi Ran Jue and slapped Wu Yan on the chest with a heavy palm, sending him flying backwards. But at the same time, the thin sword also made a light stroke on his shoulder and neck.
The sword was supposed to be aimed at his throat, but because Wu Yan was knocked away, the sword opened the flesh of his shoulder and neck instead.
Fu Qingzhou covered his wound, sweating profusely, and panting heavily.
Wu Yan, who was knocked away, stood up like a carp on the ground. The blood wet the hem of his long clothes and the soles of his feet formed a pool of blood. However, he was not tired at all and still walked forward with his sword in hand.
"Run, don't fight."
The smoker's voice buzzed in Fu Qingzhou's mind: "You are no match for him, don't kill yourself for a scholar you just met. "
Fu Qingzhou spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and did not answer.
“Tsk.”
The smoker immediately understood what he meant: "Stubborn."
"It's not that you're stubborn, but that once you say something, it's hard to chase after it." Fu Qingzhou replied calmly in his mind: "Brother-in-law and I have made an appointment. He will be a classmate at Zhangjian Academy in the future."
"Is there something wrong with you?" Smoker said frantically: "Have you known him for only two days?"
"You only know this. People who are interested in profit will not understand... He doesn't deserve to die, that's enough."
Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "You tell me, I am now stable in Yiran Jue. I have suppressed Qi Ranjue, and in the past two years I have roughly figured out how to operate Qi..."
Before he finished speaking, Smoker knew what he wanted to do and was shocked: "Don't want to die!"
But Fu Qingzhou was not asking for his opinion at all.
As he spoke, a thick wave of warmth surged up from his lower back, and his long hair danced without the wind!
(End of this chapter)