Regardless of the astonishment on the faces of the men, Qingqing shook the head of his flute on the ground, raised his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Let me compare. As for these muttons, just treat them as if they were invited in advance." After hearing what Qingqing said, the leader
The man holding the bloody knife suddenly became angry, and thought to himself: "How do you call 'invitation in advance'? Doesn't this mean that we are no match for you, and we have already won?"
How could these strong men swallow such a breath? Seeing Qing Qing calmly holding a long wooden stick, he used a beautiful sword to protect it in front of him and said loudly: "Okay! Since there is no danger of life,
If you come to the door, come to Changchang, the powerful Northern Desert Scimitar!"
Unexpectedly, Qing Qing neither took a step nor made a move. He just nodded his flute and pointed at the figure in front of the tall tent in the distance:
"I want to compete with him."
Everyone followed his wooden flute finger and saw that it was King Taming who was standing steadily in front of the tent with an unmoving expression. Looking from a distance, they could see that in his majestic expression, the King of the Northern Desert had a fierce aura shining through him.
In the eyebrows.
When the man holding the bloody knife saw it, he felt that Qing Qing had made it clear that he had never taken him seriously. If he couldn't deal with this ignorant little girl before the king, wouldn't he lose his face for half his life? He only heard the wind.
Fiercely, the long sword caught the strong wind, and a burst of blood rushed towards Qing Qing: "You are not worthy of fighting against the king!"
Before he finished speaking, the man's long sword had accumulated enough brute force, and it was about to make a big gash in the middle of Qingqing's eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Qingqing was not in a hurry to resist, and seemed to observe his sword skills with great interest for a moment.
He casually raised the flute above his head.
The moment the blade of the blade collided with the wooden flute, the man's arms suddenly froze in the air. The strips of flesh on the strong man's face were trembling, and through the skin, you could even vaguely see the blood flowing through the veins underneath. Then,
There were a few unclear "kralala" sounds, like distant thunder, spreading along the earth to everyone's feet.
The blade flashed with the last trace of light and shadow, and then countless lines wandered around the blade like spider webs. There was a loud bang, and the entire one-foot-long Bei Desert scimitar made of fine steel split into countless pieces.
All the clear fragments fell into the gray sand.
The man only felt a numbness in his arms extending to his heart, and his upper body was so stiff that he could not move even half an inch. Looking closely at the knife, he found that he had no power to fight back in front of the white jade flute, and each piece turned into powdery steel foam and was hidden in the sand.
Can't find it.
It wasn't until the man's long knife stained with the blood of the two men shone with a tiny shimmer, red and white, and was completely swallowed up by the yellow sand, that the onlookers realized that the man who suddenly broke in was dressed in green, holding a rare
The magic weapon is clearly a visitor from Dongshan.
Visitors from Dongshan are afraid that the visitor will be unkind.
Seeing this, the other men with scimitars in their hands were frightened for a moment, and immediately "swished" their swords out of their sheaths several times, and in an instant they surrounded Qing Qing in the center. All of these strong men were masters who had followed King Taming for many years.
, Even if you are afraid in your heart, how can you allow outsiders to run wild in front of the King of the Northern Desert?
Seeing dozens of long knives shimmering with cold light, Qing Qing then made a "square circle gesture" and raised his wooden flute across the "Thousand Miles of Clouds" to protect it in front of him.
He heard a voice in his ear: "Look at the sword!" Qingqing stepped firmly on the plum blossom formation and did not look back. However, he heard the sound of the wind and dodged a sword in his direction. The sword reacted very quickly, and before the blade even dropped to the ground, it struck again.
Lift it straight up and sweep towards Qingqing's waist. Chaotic shadows
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While slashing wildly, I vaguely heard Qing Qing say:
"The first cut."
The tall and thin man holding the knife saw that Qingqing's long stick was only a few inches away from his hand. He was afraid that his good knife would also suffer the same fate as the bloody knife. He immediately held his breath and let his inner strength move along the knife.
The handle continued to rotate on the tip of the knife. Unexpectedly, Qingqing's wooden flute was still hanging on his waist. He listened to the wind and turned half of his body, letting the light of the knife slide past him.
Uncertainly, I heard Qingqing whispering again:
"The second knife."
Seeing that this Dongshan girl was not able to block the sword, the man had some doubts in his heart: "Is it possible that I just struck the sword carelessly and underestimated Beimo's ability?" Thinking of this, Qingqing turned his back.
, just as he was being restrained, the two men hid on the other side and struck down with both swords, their soles moving constantly. So the tall and thin man secretly rejoiced, turned the tip of his sword horizontally, and ran directly towards Qing Qing's back and heart.
Unexpectedly, just when the light and shadow of the blade were about to touch Qingqing's clothes, Qingqing seemed to have eyes behind his back - he unhurriedly pulled out the white jade flute and put it in front of the two swords in front of him. He raised his foot and kicked back, just in time.
Hook the wrist of the man behind you.
Just hearing a "pop" sound, the man took off his long knife and flew up into the air.
The two swords placed on the jade flute couldn't help but stalemate internally. Two crisp sounds of force, accompanied by the sound of steel breaking, reached the arms. The elbows of the two men on the opposite side went numb, and the two swords were broken at the waist. Qingqing raised
He picked up his flute and pointed it impartially at the single sword flying from behind.
But the sound of "ding" was really nice, and another scimitar ended up with its body and head missing.
Come to think of it, this must be the third scimitar that the visitor from Dongshan cut off. The men had no choice but to gnash their teeth and leave the field with resentment. Perhaps they all heard Qingqing secretly whisper, those two swords
One of the men sneered and said to his companion: "I'm afraid this is already the third stab."
Unexpectedly, Qingqing stepped back, dodging the slashing attacks in front of him, and said:
"The ninth sword."
The ninth knife?
How could this be the ninth knife? The men who were leaving the field looked at me and I looked at you. I was really scratching my head and couldn’t figure out the meaning. I don’t know what the girl in green was counting.
The white jade flute was taken back to her waist. Qingqing muttered words as she dodged left and right: "The tenth knife, the eleventh knife, the twelfth knife..."
Just as the words of the twelfth sword fell, a purple light flashed through the air, and Qingqing's "Peak Falling Stone" was seen hitting another scimitar, and the sword was broken in response, extremely neatly.
Long knives were broken one after another, and all the men, women, and children in the audience held their breath. Everyone looked at the audience intently, even if the children's noses were flowing into their mouths, and the men were holding their wine bowls in the air.
No one paid attention.
Meng'er, who was covered in a black robe, saw her sister in Tsing Yi scurrying left and right among a group of men. She took back a wooden flute, took it back and took it out again. She didn't know what she meant, so she turned to her master and asked
:
"Why doesn't this sister keep holding her flute in her hand, taking it out and taking it back now?"
The old wizard held the young wizard in his arms and whispered in his ear: "Count carefully - one, two, three!"
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As soon as the sound of "three" fell, there was a fierce "ding" in the air, and the lingering sound echoed several miles away. Sure enough, Qingqing Muxiao made a move, and in the blink of an eye, another long knife was produced. Following the master
The little wizard also counted with his fingers and whispered: "One, two...three!"
Only this time when the sound of "three" fell, Qingqing used the "Strong Crossbow Muscle Joint" and used the horizontal folding hook to sweep away the remaining messy lights and shadows on the field, sweeping them clean. Only
Seeing Qingqing squinting her eyes, she smiled slightly and said:
"Thirty knives."
For a moment, sand and dust rolled up, and the strong wind blew across the sky in the silence of the night, wrapping up the knife handles, fine steel, and iron pieces scattered on the ground until they were invisible. Only a dozen big men were left lying on the ground, each covering his head.
Numbness in shoulders or arms.
Before the men made the move, they all saw that the wooden stick in Qingqing's hand was a rare treasure. With such indestructible skills, coupled with the rare magic that was hidden in Dongshan, when the sword blade was slashed, it was all a treasure.
The internal strength of the whole body was fully exerted by just this one sword stroke. Unexpectedly, those powerful moves that contained brute force could not match the power of the pen array technique combined with the white jade flute.
However, with a slight tap of the flute head, the blade was turned into pieces, and all the strength that had been exerted in the whole body was returned to the men themselves.
Looking at the field, there are countless people with twisted wrist bones and dislocated arms. Only Qing Qing is left in the field, still standing in green clothes and flute.
Those who were watching outside the competition finally panicked - each trying to figure out their own skills, fearing that if these ten men were invincible, they themselves would definitely not be their opponents. If such an unstoppable spell swept through the crowd, these
Where are the lives of men and women, young and old?
King Taming's eyebrows seemed to move slightly, and there was only a "buzz" sound, and solid footsteps came on the rolling quicksand in front of the big tent. The footsteps did not sound very heavy, but they were like a mountain shaking and standing solidly, vaguely
During this time, there was a lot of feeling that the storm was about to come.
Qingqing turned around, and saw two deep cold lights shining on his eyebrows under King Taming's two thick and dark eyebrows.
Inadvertently, the blood from the fight gradually subsided, and Qingqing broke out in cold sweat. Seeing King Taming approaching her step by step, Qingqing clenched the flute in her hands, forcing herself not to step back even half.
step.
King Taming raised the handle of the sword and put the unsheathed tip of the sword against Qing Qing's chin: "What a rare skill."
Qing Qing remained motionless and did not answer.
"What do you want here?" King Taming's fixed eyes did not move at all, and the hot air belonging to the big man in the Northern Desert mixed with the smell of alcohol sprayed on Qingqing's face, "In other words, you set up Rongshan, and you want to come here.
What?"
Raising his head, Qing Qing also stared at King Taming's wide-open eyes: "It's not that Li Rongshan wants anything, it's just that the juniors saw it on a whim and came up with a few moves." After hearing his words, King Taming snorted coldly at first.
, then laughed loudly and said to everyone: "So, you don't want anything?"
Qing Qing pointed at the shackled slaves who were still tearing away the last few scraps of meat: "You just said that if you dodge three swords, you can save a life, right?"
King Taming sneered and nodded.
"Then I just dodged thirty knives. I want all of these people."