The two long swords struck his face with the force of breaking the earth, the sword light was like lightning, and the sword intent was lonely.
They are all infatuated people, and their sword moves naturally contain the loneliness of infatuation.
Gu Foying is a master, a master of swordsmanship. In fact, apart from swords, his swordsmanship, his internal strength, and his weapons are all top-notch in the world.
Bai Buchou is also a master, but he doesn't often use swords. He usually uses his fingers. His fingers are like wind and lightning, like thunder and rain. They are frightening at first sight, but can lead to death after long battles. But at this moment, he will turn his fingers into magic.
Entering the sword, his sword will be the same, shocking and life-threatening!
The two masters, with infatuated loneliness, took action together, and the action was a killer move.
What is a killing move? Killing with one move is a killing move.
This killing move is extremely, sharp, ruthless, and gorgeous. Extreme: Gu Foying's Lovesickness Sword, Bai Buchou's Heart-Shocking Sword, Lovesickness is shocking, how can it be endless. Li: The sword is sharp, the person is sharp, the heart is sharp, and the three are sharp.
Together, who in the world can be the enemy? Ruthless: The sword light is ruthless, the sword edge is ruthless, and the sword intention is ruthless. The two swords are both ruthless and hateful, and they will be ruthless until the end of their hatred.
Gorgeous.
——Xueyan.
——The bloody beauty of Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng.
This was indeed a successful assassination. Gu Foying and Bai Buchou hid in the dark, restraining their murderous intent, leaving only the moonlight and the chirping of insects in the quiet long street. Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng recalled with smiles
The passion of youth reminds me of the Blue Bridge in my dream.
When waiting for an opportunity to act and encountering a moment of slackness, the result can only be bloody and tragic.
Looking at Foying and Bai Buchou, smiles appeared on their faces. They smiled because they knew that the tips of their swords were filled with blood, the blood of Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng.
"You are careless." Gu Foying said.
"We were careless." Yan Zhuo nodded, "We were careless. We didn't dodge, but we are not dead yet."
Bai Buchou said: "Although you didn't die, you still received two swords from us, two extremely fierce and beautiful swords."
Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng did receive two sword wounds, and the two sword wounds were by no means minor.
Yan Zhuo was injured in the thigh, and he was struck by Gu Foying's sword of Xiangsi. The blood on his thigh was like a pour, and the pain was like the pain in his heart. Mu Yunfeng was injured in the waist, and he was struck by Bai Buchou's shocking sword.
The blood in my waist surged like a spring, which was heartbreaking and shocking.
These waist and legs are the source of the whole body's strength. Injuring these two places is equivalent to cutting off the source of the warrior's energy gathering.
"You have injured your waist and legs, and you are almost dead." Gu Foying said.
Yan Zhuo smiled slightly.
This smile is as proud as the red plum blossoms in the cold mountains.
This smile is cold, like an iceberg isolated from the world.
"It's almost the same as death, but it's a little different from death. After death, you can't resist, but it's almost the same as death. You may still be able to resist a little. Have you ever heard that a centipede is dead but not stiff? If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you have to
Pay a price."
"The two of us are not scared. Let me take your life!" Bai Buchou threw out his sword and stretched out three fingers from his left and right hands. He lost his soul, seized his soul, and shocked the world.
The three fingers were like wind blowing fallen leaves, carrying an overwhelming murderous aura.
"Watch the move!" Yan Zhuo shouted, the green light in his hand surged, and a flying swallow dart shot out with internal energy.
The dart is fast and powerful. In an instant, it kills Bai Buchou's eyebrows with three frightening fingers.
Bai Buchou was stunned for a moment and hurriedly turned his head to avoid it.
At this time of evasion, Yan Zhuo laughed loudly and said: "How about it, can I still fight? Bai Buchou, Gu Foying, you may be able to kill me if you come together now, but I can also kill you."
If I kill one of you, please think about who will go to hell with me!"
As Yan Zhuo said this, the look on his face became more proud and colder. His pale lips, which were originally bloodless, were now like a sword condensed with frost, making people feel cold after looking at them.
"Yan Zhuo, I, Gu Foying, have been traveling around the world for decades. If I can be fooled by your tricks, you underestimate me." Gu Foying snorted coldly, pointing the sword at the seven stars in his hand.
Rushing momentum.
Yan Zhuo saw that Gu Foying was unmoved by what he just said, and couldn't help but feel nervous. He originally wanted to use the blow just now to intimidate the two of them and make them hesitate. It would be best to make them distrustful.
But I didn't expect that Gu Foying would be so sophisticated and would not accept this trick.
"Brother Bai, let's start together and kill Yan Zhuo first." As he said that, Gu Foying winked at Bai Buchou.
"Everyone listens to Brother Gu," Bai Buchou replied.
The words fell, and people fought with each other.
Gu Foying and Bai Buchou worked together to attack Yan and Mu.
Yan Zhuo stood in the middle of the two of them, his eyes moving back and forth from time to time, his heart beating like a drum.
"Brother Yan, you deal with Bai Buchou, I'll stop Gu Foying!" Mu Yunfeng patted Yan Zhuo on the shoulder, raised his sword and charged at Gu Foying. Yan Zhuo saw Mu Yunfeng running towards Gu Foying, but he had no time to do so.
He looked around, summoning up his inner energy to concentrate on a pair of fists, and wanted to have a fist fight with Bai Buchou.
"Watch the move!" The one who spoke was Gu Foying. When Gu Foying saw the move, he activated his bright weapon.
Mu Yunfeng, who had sharp ears and eyes, immediately frowned and looked around Gu Foying cautiously.
But Gu Foying just smiled and approached Mu Yunfeng at high speed. Just three steps away from the two of them, Gu Foying flicked his hair and saw three soul-stealing nails shooting out from his hair.
, extremely fast and extremely weird. Who would have thought that a hidden weapon could come out of this hair, and who could avoid such a hidden weapon.
——And it is within the distance of these three steps.
Mu Yunfeng held the sword in his right hand, and held the blade with his left hand. He tightened and then loosened the sword, and the sword ejected with a clanking sound.
Like a white practice, also like a white dragon.
As the sword ejected, his entire body also turned to avoid the three soul-stealing nails.
But Gu Foying's killing move is never the obvious weapon. His obvious weapon is like a feint attack force during the battle, just to find out the opponent's reality. The real killer is his sword and knife!
The sword of lovesickness will destroy the loved ones!
The moment Mu Yunfeng turned around, Gu Foying's Xiangsi Sword had already been taken. He was really a very experienced killer. A person had just escaped a disaster, and the moment when he turned around must be the moment when the defense was weakest, and he was
You must seize this opportunity and kill him.
Gu Foying stabbed Mu Yunfeng's waist and eyes with a long sword. This sword penetrated the waist and broke the kidneys. It would not only destroy this man, but also destroy his dreams.
Mu Yunfeng's body turned sharply, and he vaguely felt a cold feeling on the back of his waist. When he saw the "Desert Smoke" in the Shengui Mojing Sword Technique, the sword's rotation was a three-point defense and seven-point attack move.
He held the hilt of the sword, turned his wrist, and the blade of the sword changed from flat to straight, and he swung it out, like a solitary smoke soaring into the sky, breaking Gu Foying's sword edge.
"What a handsome swordsmanship!" Gu Foying praised, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Don't be alarmed by the gods and ghosts!" Mu Yunfeng raised his eyes upward, revealing a light as sharp as a sword's edge.
"Who are you, Feng Taoist?" Gu Foying asked again.
"My great master!"
"Oh, I didn't expect that your seniority is quite low. It's not easy to have such swordsmanship at a young age, but it's a pity that you are going to die soon!" Gu Foying said this, and the Acacia Sword in the book split into two,
Holding a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, one to the left and the other to the right, they were attacking Mu Yunfeng with lights and shadows of swords.
Gu Foying made a killing move, and Bai Buchou also made a killing move on the other side.
Bai Buchou changed from three fingers to four fingers, and then used his four fingers to display five fingers, shocking the sky, shaking the earth, weeping ghosts and gods, snatching souls, and losing his soul. The five fingers all fired together, and the wind of his fingers was like thunder and lightning, rushing towards Yan Zhuo's face.
Yan Zhuo was injured on one leg and could only stay in place, relying on the other leg to support Bai Buchou's Thunder Finger Power. After all the attacks and defenses, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and the tip of his nose. It was obvious that he was having a hard time parrying. But even though it was
It was difficult to parry, but the strength of Bai Buchou's five fingers did not hurt Yan Zhuo at all.
"Watch the move!" Gu Foying shouted again.
With this shout, Bai Buchou's ears twitched, his hands changed from fingers to palms, and he clapped his hands hard at Yan Zhuo. A kite turned over and flew into the air, kicked off the wall, and ran straight towards Mu Yunfeng.
This time, what Gu Foying called "look at the moves" was no longer a weapon, but a person, Bai Buchou.
Their goal from the beginning was to attack Mu Yunfeng first, and then work together to kill Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo watched Bai Buchou rush behind Mu Yunfeng, and turned around to save him, but the injured leg had long been numb due to being entangled with Bai Buchou for too long. At this moment, when he moved, his feet were already unstable, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
On the ground.
"Xiao Mu, be careful!"
Bai Buchou's five fingers were carrying the force of thunder, thrusting straight into the back of Mu Yunfeng's head.
