Chapter 1120 Listen to Nantian Yu for a long time, and once waved the north whip

Yang Songxian finally stopped Sima Long at the intersection, and then started the soldiers. Fang knew that the place was not far from Wu Yue. The night of the north and the south of the motorist, the moon viewed the dust of the sand, the night and the lights were full of redness, and the yellow was red.

Next to the broken steps and silk feng blades, all things are hazy and silently move.

Song Xian originally thought that he couldn't control Sima Long with the power of one person, and he knew that he was fortunate: the Sima Long's combat power had been unloaded by Lin Yan, and it was already flat to him.

Due to it, a little bit difficult to work ——

It doesn't matter, just imagine that Shengnan's drinking knife is still majestic around him. I imagine that there is Shao Hongyuan in Feng Zhangzhuang in front of him, the master of Jinbei in Qianxi Cliff, drinking hate sword wine, and the sword sword poetry. "

, Grasp the world, of course, Shengnan is still around, and Xinyu is also there. This air is full of laughter and laughter, and the passion of war ...

The Shandong affairs are really different from the southern country's rivers and lakes. However, there is no hiss in Shandong. How can there be the calm and quiet and white dragon of the southern country, so the name of the show is not the blood of the iron blood for so many years!

When the sword was unprecedented, it was free to break the heart. Why should I care about Simaron's three -story sword realm? Yang Songxian has only the silk in the eyes, and there are only those high, dripping, pure, because of blood heat, often moist as water.

The connotation of the sword silk is also much more energetic.

The tricks are closely linked, it is elegant and fresh, not into the vulgarity. There is a boundless rain in the air, thousands of miles of wind frost. Sima Long's broken sword is like frost, shaped by silk, softened, but it seems that the two parties cannot be opened.

You come and me to nearly a hundred rounds, and the highlights are completely on Yang Songxian's sword.

Rao is so, Song Xian still did his best, he supported hundreds of tricks, and he was barely tied, and he went to Wu Yue's residence with Sima Long.

It can be seen that when Sima Long is behind the temple, the former army has already connected some of the Golden Army with the local original.

"He does not have the new beymother, but he can suffer Sima Long's sudden attack ..." Song Xianxiansheng, after all, Wu Yue, Lin Ye is indeed not beside him at this moment. Once the sadness rises, the idea is suddenly empty, and the left side of the atmosphere and hate on the left.

The knife seemed to be gone, the speed of the Silk Sword fell down, and was caught by Sima Long's opportunity. Suddenly, a sword was stabbing.

Speaking late, at that time, a dozen sleeve arrows were fierce in the oblique road. The hard -working sword was biased. "Xinyu" Song Xian was overjoyed.

Singing the golden needle appeared, and his hands came tightly, and Sima Long surrounded the center, giving Yang Songxian escape the opportunity.

The flowing light is flying, and the overwhelming landing, with my boundless rainy rain, just like the free flying flowers like a dream. Song Xian's heart is light, and Sima Long still thinks that Sima Long will be lagging behind this hidden weapon.

At this time, he heard a shocked "Song Xian" Song Xian, remembered the thrills of Lin Yan and Sima Long during the day, and remembered that Sima Long's sword method had been greatly improved.

The adjustment of the adjustment to the shortest ...

In an instant, Song Xian used all his strength to move the sword quickly, and was able to block Sima Long's strong counterattack. Sima Long sneered, his face full of disdain for hidden weapons. At this time, Song Xian was temporarily unable to move his sword, but Sima Long was able to do it with ease.

Without any hesitation, he struck Wu Yue with his backhand sword.

Wu Yue is such a bone-covering golden needle. He is calm and steady in the face of danger. He moved his body briskly to avoid the sword edge, then moved his fingertips slightly, and a golden needle flew out deftly with a "ding" and a "swish" sound.

Ling Li sent out the next one, and the two came in succession, one after the other, one slowly, one quickly, one light and one heavy, but they were directed in the same direction - Sima Long's arm.

Sima Long's swordsmanship at this moment would not be disturbed by hidden weapons for a long time, so he felt a little bit scornful in his heart. He just wanted to kill Wu Yue first and then go back to guarding against hidden weapons. Unexpectedly, the two needles fired in succession were so powerful.

The speed was more than several times that of ordinary hidden weapons, but it was different from what he had imagined. At this moment, he could not regret it. Is Sima Long still afraid that the hidden weapon would not work? Even if he was shot and poisoned, it would be nothing more than that. He could cut off the enemy's head with one move.

It will help boost morale...

Unexpectedly, after the two needles were injected into the arm at the same time, the former one was inserted directly into the arm, and the latter one was pressed into the tail of the previous one. The electric light flint Sima Long had not noticed that the structure of the former one was different from ordinary hidden weapons.

, but there was a vacuum in the middle, but it fit in with the relatively thin needle body of the latter needle. When the latter needle was pressed in, all the air in the previous needle was squeezed into the veins on his arm. And the electricity

In the blink of an eye, Sima Long was using his energy...

This blow was so terrifying that it was just a small airflow, which disrupted all the remaining Qi of Sima Long. Sima Long was caught off guard. He did not expect that a hidden weapon could be designed so cleverly, let alone that such an exquisite one could be used for it.

Deal with... Sima Long fell off his horse after losing his hand with the Broken Step Sword. Everyone rushed to save him but they didn't know whether he was injured. Sima Long was vomiting blood. Following Lin Qian, Yang and Wu succeeded in injuring him.

It should be noted that the stronger Sima Long's attack just now, the more serious the injury will be - Wu Yue expected that Sima Long would definitely rely on his strength to deal with such a strong enemy, so he would naturally be tempted to commit suicide.

"This... this kind of needle..." Sima Long said as he pulled out the needle. Jin Jun looked at Wu Yue with great fear without knowing the truth, as if he was surrounded by a murderous aura and could not get close. This feeling was obviously

It was given by Sima Long to the Song Army in the past.

Sima Long must not remember Wu Yue's opponent clearly. However, Wu Yue will never forget it. When he first met him, he was chased by him with a sword and almost died. On the night of the burning of Motian Ridge, if Lin Qian had not rescued him, he would have died by the sword -

- Thinking about how to defeat Sima Long is not Lin Qian’s business alone, but all of them should meditate

"Xinyu, why are you here?" Song Xian was overjoyed and went to Wu Yue's side.

"Wang Lin noticed that you were being plotted by Sima Long and came to tell me. I thought that Sima Long would most likely kill you and attack me again, so I ordered preparations for war. I originally wanted to divide our troops to rescue you, but now it's no longer necessary." Wu Yue

A smile.

Yang Songxian raised his eyes and saw Wu Yue stationed not far away.

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Chapter 1120 I have heard the rain from the south for a long time, and I once waved the whip from the north
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