On the night when I met Ajiu, Yin Shuiliu left his private house alone.

There are two days left before the last time.

The killer party only said that the eldest brother was just out for a walk, but the eldest brother went out as he walked, but he never returned.

In the wilderness of the capital, Yin Shuiliu restored his original appearance and armed everything he had seized from the Green Blood Sword Plan to his teeth.

Preparation with insidious shadows, preparation of the poisonous water of the Five Poisons Cult, preparation of the highly toxic version of the Ice Soul Silver Needle, preparation of the Golden Wire Soft Armor-

The only thing that is sad is the progress of internal breath.

After so long after coming to the Green Blood Sword Plane, the second-rate breaking through the bottleneck of the second-rate late-stage bottleneck still suddenly became clear.

[The First Entry into the Tao] The absorption of the Dharma really made Yin Shui Liu helpless.

Sitting cross-legged, running internal breath.

It was not until the last minute time limit that Yin Shuiliu rose up.

Boom.

The thunderstorm in the Xiaonao Plan made Yin Shuiliu feel like a different life, because he stayed in the Bixue Sword Plan this time for too long.

The second sword vs. the first sword.

Dong Qinglai and Yin Shuiliu stood closer, and his sword could naturally stab faster.

The highest external skill Yin Shuiliu had ever seen in the Bluxue Sword Plane was Tang Zhan's sword technique, but compared to the second sword that Dong Qinglai stabbed at this moment, Tang Zhan's sword technique was not much as Dong Qinglai.

The tip of the sword broke through the rain curtain, and in the blink of an eye it gave a terrible momentum under the sword that was about to die.

Dong Qing came to merit.

The Yin River can only be guarded by nature.

Yin Shuiliu only asked for one of the poisonous water devices of the Five Poisons Sects. He could use He Tieshou’s poison to configure it randomly. Anyway, it would be enough to ensure that it was extremely poisonous.

Put poisonous water in the spray drum, and once it is fired, the poisonous juice will splash, spraying everywhere within about a meter of spray, and the smell will swell into the nose, like ink and smoke.

This is just the first step to defend, and the second step is to attack instead of defense.

Thirty-six ice soul silver needles produced by the flower rain technique appeared poisonous in the rain, and the angle was tricky and penetrated into the rain curtain that Dong Qinglai had stabbed open.

Then there is a whizzy swish-

The dense and insidious poisonous toad sand—

If Yin Shuiliu was only a millet plus a rifle in Dong Qing's first sword, then it is obvious that after taking the lead in the Green Blood Sword Plane, Yin Shuiliu had obviously upgraded to a mortar at this time.

Especially his dodging body technique that has been slightly successful in fusion.

retreat.

shoot.

retreat.

shoot.

Dong Qing's second sword came to an abrupt end with a sudden ending that he couldn't believe.

His killing sword can indeed kill Yin Shuiliu at this time, but it is definitely not something that can be done with one sword and one move, but it requires repeated avoidance to draw the sword.

Now the appointment of the three swords has passed two swords.

The first sword is Yin Shuiliu’s sword in the left shoulder, and the second sword is Yin Shuiliu’s only five steps back.

In the heavy rain, there were no scars on his body, and even the corner of his clothes was not broken. The final defensive equipment, golden silk soft armor, was completely useless.

Because Dong Qinglai's Ximen swordsmanship, which only made no contributions, in the defense of Yin Shuiliu, he chose not to deal with people, but to deal with the endless means of dealing with Yin Shuiliu.

In short, he cannot get close to Yin Shuiliu's body.

"Brother Yin, you are at least half a year older than before."

The two were several feet apart in the heavy rain, and there was no expression of frustration on Dong Qinglai's face, but the mark of the red shore flower on his forehead was still strange.

The various strange things of Yin Shuiliu are too strange. Not to mention the various methods he appeared in the second sword, even when Dong Qing came to draw the sword, Yin Shuiliu suddenly became wet and then dried in the rain, and the abnormal white shirt that was dry and then wet could make him guess a lot.

Looking at Yin Shuiliu's face, Dong Qing came and asked, "Is your trump card related to time?"

"I said no, Brother Dong wouldn't believe it."

Dong Qinglai was looking at his face, he was looking at Dong Qinglai's sword, thinking about the lush aura at the tip of Dong Qinglai's sword just now, Yin Shuiliu didn't know whether it was expecting or relaxing.

"I thought you would be poisoned by injuries just now, and your three-foot-7-inch sword would stab me."

"Brother Yin is wrong about my killing sword technique. It is true that my sword technique is aimed at killing people, but I didn't think I could kill people, but I was killed by others. And I am never the kind of person who knows it is impossible to do it. Otherwise, why would I lose my forward sword path in front of Hongye, Shaolin Temple in Putian..."

Dong Qinglai was slowly returning to the sword and entering the sheath. His actions made Yin Shuiliu look slightly stunned.

After all the three-foot and seven-inch swords were sheathed, Dong Qinglai looked at Yin Shui and said, "Brother Yin is curious why I didn't kill you, so he chose to sheath the murder sword?"

Yin Shuiliu did not hide it from him and nodded, "Indeed, we still have a third sword."

Dong Qinglai's face showed a strange smile, and he pulled out most of the murderous sword that was sheathed and then Canglang entered the sheathed, and said, "With the trump card shown by Brother Yin, my third sword can't kill you, so why don't you return to the sheath?"

Yin Shuiliu frowned.

Dong Qinglai, who looks like this, has no principles at all. Hasn’t he always been paranoid about not killing people and not returning to the sheath?

The heavy rain on the Xiaonao Plan finally gradually subsided a little.

Dong Qinglai held the murderous sword in his arms, leaned lazily against a tree next to him, and signaled to Yin Shuiliu: "Brother Yin, you blocked my second sword, now you can ask me the second question."

Suppressing his suspicion of Dong Qinglai's strange behavior, Yin Shuiliu secretly guarded against the other party's sudden attack.

"Brother Dong just need to continue to talk about what he said before."

"That's not a problem but a story."

"I love hearing Brother Dong tell this story."

"Hey……"

Dong Qinglai looked at Yin Shuiliu with great meaning, slowly synthesised his eyes into a line, and asked a strange question: "Have Brother Yin touched women in this world?"

Yin Shuiliu's expression stopped and she laughed silently and said, "Our foundation, love and love are completely useless luxury for us."

Dong Qinglai laughed strangely and said, "Brother Yin is just afraid that he is not sincere."

Yin Shuiliu spread his hands.

Dong Qinglai ignored Yin Shuiliu's answer or not, looked at the gradually decreasing rain, and suddenly pulled out the murderous sword.

"I thought I had the fate to draw Ximen swordsmanship in this world of tribulation. I would only love this sword for my whole life. No matter how hard it is to be seen, Fang Qingyu made me understand that there are still many restless hormones in my previous life in my body."

"She's beautiful?"

Dong Qinglai slowly wiped the sword blade with his fingers. His face was calm, but his voice became colder, and he said lightly: "Of the ten sentences she said to me, nine and a half are fake, so I'm not sure what her decent halo is, but her appearance is indeed outstanding. She is similar to Brother Yin. It is difficult to survive with the kind of righteousness, but she is really lucky. Her mother who has experienced this world of tribulations is the wet nurse of the King of Qin, so her early growth period is much easier than Brother Yin.
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