Chapter five hundred and eighty third wind and thunder break the soul
"How are you doing? What does it have to do with me?" Yuwen Sijing interrupted Helian Changying's plea.
"Yu Wen Sijing! Sijing! Hahaha... You still can't forget that bitch! Since you disappeared, why do you come back? Hahahaha... Now that you are back, I will not let you disappear again! I will still
Let you Hanjian Villa pay the price!" Helian Changying roared crazily.
Yuwen Sijing finally stood up, turned around slowly, stared at Helian Changying and said coldly: "I don't care about you killing Jing'er anymore; you hunted me down and made it difficult for me to return home. I
There is no need to pursue further; my father was killed in the imperial city, and I don’t want to take revenge, Helian Changying, what do you want!"
"I want you! Only when we are together is the most suitable one! I can make you a true martial arts supreme! Do you know how difficult it is for me to marry the person I love? My father has already supported me, you
Why are you still so heartless! I am the majestic Princess Zhou!" Everyone behind Helian Changying screamed loudly.
"But I don't care about the Supreme, nor do I think the princess is very noble. All I want is Jing'er." Yuwen Lingyun no longer denied his identity.
"What I can't get, no one can get it, Yuwen Lingyun, I'll give you one last chance!" Helian Changying said coldly.
"Stop being delusional. I won't compromise this time, and neither will Hanjian Villa. In that case, let's settle the accounts!" Yuwen Lingyun lowered his head and glanced at the steel sword in his hand, his glare already a little crazy.
Helian Changying.
"Hu Kun, do it, you don't have to live!" A vicious look flashed through Helian Changying's eyes, and he turned to Comrade Yelu Xing and said, "Head of the Yelu Gang, he is an imperial prisoner. I hope you won't stand idly by."
"I will serve you." Yelu Xingtong slowly took off his coat, revealing a black slim-fitting suit with a bright nine-section steel whip coiled around his waist.
"You should come together, that way the chances will be greater." Yuwen Lingyun pointed at Helian Changying with the tip of his sword contemptuously.
"Hahahaha... Then I'll listen to you once! Qiang!" Helian Changying glared at Yuwen Lingyun as if he were looking at a dead person, and then while laughing wildly, he pulled out the sword on his waist. It was a sharp weapon with cold light!
Hu Kun, Hu Lun and other six people immediately surrounded him in a fan shape. They were Helian Changying's strongest subordinates at present. The Hu brothers were both from the Seventh Line, and the other four were all direct disciples of Wu Shi. The strength of the Sixth Line was
Not inferior to the two Hus, Helian Changying himself is already at the peak of the Eight Meridians, comparable to the ordinary spring realm. Yelv Xingtong, whom he relies on the most, almost never takes action, but Helian Changying knows that the old guy has killed countless people.
The peak of Yongquan with extremely strong combat power!
The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, people want to be filial but don't wait for their relatives. Looking at Hanjian Peak standing like a sword in the south, Yu Wen Lingyun sighed softly in his heart, and then took a heavy step forward.
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"Let me come!" The two people repeated the same three words again. Qi Xu glanced at the edge of the pool. One of them was Helian Changji, who was dressed in jade robes, and the other was Zhou Qi, whom he had doubted!
Zhou Qi's voice was a bit shrill, and it didn't seem like He Qizhou's at all. Could he have suppressed his voice on purpose? The man's eyes were also a little erratic. Although He Qizhou's eyes were small, they were as clear as this pool of water. They were definitely not. Some
The disappointed Qi Xu didn't want to leave his fate in the hands of others, so he looked back at the two of them and said coldly: "I will do it myself!"
"No matter where the arena is, I have never lost!" Zhou Qi, who looked mediocre and almost ugly, said categorically by the pool.
Qi Xu shuddered slightly. He Qizhou always had the last laugh in the arena of the Qi Martial Arts Competition, the arena of Yanbang Casino, and the arena of Qingcheng Mutang. Xu Muxue either witnessed it with her own eyes or was by her side. When she heard Zhou Qi
When he said this, Qi Xu suddenly seemed to have been hit on an acupuncture point and stood on the stone platform in a daze.
"What a shameless statement!" Cangqiong, who was standing opposite Qi Xu two feet away, moved his gaze in the direction of Zhou Qi with some reluctance. It turned out to be the pretentious guy on the road. It seemed that he really didn't know how high the sky was!
Cang Qiong glanced at Zhou Qi and then quickly turned back, continuing to admire the cold beauty in front of her. Seeing that her eyes seemed a little distracted, she hurriedly said: "Miss Qi, please enlighten me!"
When Qi Xu heard this, his eyes closed, and he looked at Zhou Qi again, asking: "You are from the Zhongzhou faction, right? What are your chances of winning against this young prince?"
"Seventy percent." Zhou Qi whispered, and then added: "If I only use a set of Zhongzhou boxing techniques, I have a seventy percent chance of winning!"
"Presumptuous! How can such an arrogant person come from such an arrogant person!" Ling Huye didn't dare to yell at the prince, but he really couldn't bear this Zhou Qi who was even more arrogant! Zhongzhou Boxing is like Qi's Sanqing Zhang, which is the most basic martial arts.
Of the ten martial arts practitioners in the Zhou Dynasty, eight or nine could perform a few tricks. When Zhou Qi said this, he seemed not to take the dignified Prince Kulun seriously at all.
"What if you lose?" Qi Xu asked again.
"It's just death." He Qizhou stared at Qi Xu and said.
Xu Muxue didn't know that He Qizhou's eyes had long lost their luster because he drank too much and suffered from depression every day, but the look he was looking at at this moment was so familiar! That's right! It was him!
"Okay, it's up to you!" Qi Xu left the words behind, without even looking at the sky, he tapped the stones in the pool and jumped directly back to the bamboo tower terrace.
"Is it He Qizhou?" Yuwen Lingfeng saw some clues and asked in a low voice. It was inevitable that he felt a little disappointed.
"Hmm!" The frost on Xu Muxue's face seemed to turn into spring breeze at the moment of "Hmm".
Yuwen Chan continued his mission and shouted loudly: "Shuozhou Zhongzhou Faction, Zhou Qi!"
"Zhou Qi?" Helian Changji didn't pay much attention to the ordinary-looking man at first. He was just a little annoyed that the other man came to disrupt the situation. He was thinking about how to force Qianqiong to fight with him. When he heard the word "Zhou Qi", he couldn't help but be shocked.
!That was the pseudonym He Qizhou used!
"Go and ask, which 'Zhou' is it and which 'Qi' is it?" Helian Changji ordered Ye Cai beside him to ask, while his eyes were fixed on "Zhou Qi" who jumped on the stage. The more he looked, the more he felt that
The figure is undoubtedly that of He Qizhou!
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"Zhou Qi? Very good. I'm really not sure I can beat Miss Qi. Once you come up, I can let go." Qiang Qiong is young after all, and his words seem to want to teach He Qizhou, who just boasted about Haikou, a lesson.
"Please!" He Qizhou held a fist and prepared to face the enemy.
"Wait a minute, young prince, take the sword!" Linghuye, who was on the edge of the pool, saw the boxing stance, and his confidence suddenly weakened by seven points, and he hurriedly threw the scimitar at his waist into the sky.
Cang Qiong reached out to catch the precious sword from the Western Regions. After thinking about it, he did not throw it back to Ling Huye because Cang Qiong also felt a strong pressure from the opponent's simple fist fight.
"Master..." Luo Yu wanted to throw the sword on his back onto the stage, but before he could speak, He Qizhou interrupted him: "Miss Qi Xu, lend me the sword."
An ordinary green steel sword flew down from the terrace. He Qizhou took the long sword, with the sword's edge facing backward and the hilt facing the sky. He was still in the same boxing stance as before, waiting for the opponent's move.
"Take the move!" The eight-foot-tall sky slashed at He Qizhou diagonally. The four-foot-long blade cut through the air like lightning. Wherever the blade passed, there was a faint sound of thunder!
"Wind and Thunder Soul-Severing Slash!" Whether intentionally or not, an old man who had been sitting like a Buddha on the terrace of the bamboo building suddenly stood up and exclaimed.
There were also low shouts from the crowd around. "Wind and Thunder Soul-Severing Slash" is Goshawk's famous stunt. Twenty years ago, the leader of Tianlong once said that he was better than his predecessor!
He Qizhou didn't know how famous this move was in the martial arts world of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It was just a powerful and powerful move. Why not just avoid the limelight first? So He Qizhou lightly stepped back, stepped back three feet, avoided the sword's blade, and then raised his sword to stab.
, Unexpectedly, Cangqiong made a quick circle with the force of the downward slash, and the second sword struck like the previous one. The difference was that the direction of the strike became a sweep, but the speed was three times faster than the previous one.
point!
He Qizhou decided to give in one more step, sheathed his sword and retreated three feet. The strong energy clinging to the blade could not do anything to him.
Cang Qiong's third sword still uses the same move, but the turning speed is faster. After the first two swords failed, most of the power was accumulated in this third sword, and the angle of the sword is different, becoming
Tilt upwards!
The momentum of the third sword was completely different from that of the first. Wherever the sword passed, the low whimper became sharper, as if it was about to roar and sweep away!
"Alas!" The old man on the bamboo platform sighed and sat back after reading the second blow.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Qi Xu asked in a low voice.
"Wind and Thunder Soul-Severing Slash is only one move. Each slash is the same move, but each swing will draw on the power of the previous sword, and the swords will accumulate. Goshawk once said that as long as he slashes three swords, the world will be over.
No one can stop him! I warned you so that Zhou Qi could block his sword intention at the first blow, but it's a pity that you don't know this trick, alas..."
"Not even in the Golden Light Realm?" Qi Xu didn't believe it.
"Of course it's okay if the realms are very different, or you can avoid its edge. This kind of sword technique consumes a lot of internal energy, and even the Yongquan realm can't cut ten swords. But do you think how many steps Zhou Qi can take back?" the old man shook his head.
On the stone platform, He Qizhou was indeed pushed to the edge. Because he saw the power of the opponent's sword skills, when he exited the third step, He Qizhou swung his sword to block it. Unexpectedly, after four inches of the sword's edge was cut off,
The power of the sword has not stopped, and it continues to sweep forward!
He Qizhou had no choice but to take another step back, and he was at the edge of the stone platform in a blink of an eye! Since the opponent's sword was very fast and the blade was long, He Qizhou didn't even have a chance to move to both sides!
"Buzz--" The fourth knife, which made a sharp sound like a buzzing dysprosium, struck at the waist again. The speed of the knife was so fast that even Qi Xu on the terrace could not see clearly. He only felt a black light heading toward Zhou Qi, who had nowhere to hide.
Roll up!
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