When Tu Qiong saw the dagger, a general's order resounded, and among the majestic and stirring strings, he heard the maniacal laughter again.
The Kaiyang Snow Blade rolled up the frost that filled the sky, carrying the power of the unparalleled warrior's thunder, and struck out with a sudden strike, just like a desolate dragon running fiercely, the light of the sword flashed ten steps, and furiously slashed the evil chieftain with green blood.
He was once a comrade in the past, but now he has finally become a bandit. Ge Nie did not hesitate, and with a loud shout, the ancient sword defeated evil and showed unparalleled edge.
The shadow of Mikong's sword immediately enveloped an area of about ten feet, like a boundless war cloud covering the city, blocking all escape routes and not giving the opponent a chance to breathe.
Both of them are brave enough that no man can match them. At this moment, it is a showdown between male and female. The moment when the domineering swords meet, the roar is deafening.
The fierce and unparalleled energy surged majesticly, and the surrounding mountains were crushed together. Countless gravels rolled down one after another, and the banging sound shocked the onlookers.
My heart was still shocked, and I saw unparalleled swords competing with each other. The swords made the rainbow swallow up the sun and the moon, and the shadows of the swords covered the sky and disrupted the world.
One is like a tiger descending from a mountain, and the other is like a dragon emerging from the sea. He uses all his moves without reservation, leaving only pure bloodthirsty fighting that will never give up until the opponent falls.
Although everyone in the field is said to have superb martial arts skills, most of them have never seen such a tyrannical life-and-death fight in their lives, and each of them can't help but be overwhelmed by it.
Especially the two girls Jiang Yunsheng and Leng Siqi, their faces turned pale before they knew it, and their delicate bodies were trembling slightly, with a look of fear in their eyes.
As for the "Drunk Chief" Huo Shou, although he did not express it in words, his thoughts were really ups and downs in his heart. While watching the battle situation closely, he murmured to himself: "No wonder brother always laughs at me for not knowing how high the sky is. Sure enough, only such an unparalleled hero can do it."
He deserves the name of 'warrior'."
Jiang Yunsheng nodded secretly when he heard the words, then he thought again and lowered his voice and said: "Drunk cat, tell me honestly, who is hiding on the cliff pretending to be a ghost, and likes to play tricks so much, is it Fan Yitong?"
Huo Shou came to his senses briefly and said with a wry smile: "Sheng'er, you are blind to asking questions. I have been kept in the dark by Fan Yitong so far, but no matter whether that person is him or not, he is still our helper.
I will definitely show up to help when necessary.”
After listening to this, Jiang Yunsheng couldn't make sense, biting her lips and said sadly: "I've been talking for a long time and it's all nonsense. If that person is really our helper, why are you just sitting on a wooden pile and fighting with Wan-spit! Fighting with that traitor who can kill a thousand swords?"
What if something goes wrong with him like Xiao Mo?"
Huo Shou saw Jiang Yunsheng couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears. Although he felt infinite pity in his heart, he only said calmly on his face: "Sheng'er, there is no need to complain. That person is definitely not sitting idly by. If he hadn't suppressed Teacher Bi with his music, Brother Zhuang would have
With the second enemy, the situation is even more dangerous."
Jiang Yunsheng was taken aback, and said with confusion in his eyes: "Seriously? But why can't I hear it at all? But from what you said, there is indeed something wrong with the old Changchong. Is it really because he was suppressed by the sound of the piano that he didn't come forward?
Double attack?"
Huo Shou said firmly: "Yes, that teacher Bi has special skills and is difficult to be hurt by ordinary fists and swords. I am afraid that his only weakness is hearing. Moreover, the guqin used by that person seems to be one of the ten unique things in Haishi."
"Xianxinyin', especially good at attacking people's will, can be called Teacher Bi's nemesis."
When Jiang Yunsheng heard that Huo Shou's words made sense, she couldn't help but believe it. However, after thinking about it, she lowered her head and said with resentment, "Really? I remember that the 'Wuxian Heart Sound' was finally played by the mysterious Penglai Qin.
Ji needs to go, it turns out that Fan Yitong and she do have a private...private friendship?"
How could Huo Shou not see this childish thought? He smiled bitterly and coughed and said: "Fan Yitong has always had a wide circle of friends. It is not surprising that he can invite Penglai Qinji. We should concentrate on plundering the formation for Brother Zhuang, don't let him
He was plotted by thieves."
Jiang Yunsheng secretly spat, and then curled her lips and said: "What's the use of raiding the formation? It depends on my idea. Let's capture the thief first and capture the king first, and capture Yan Junlin directly. That way we won't have the old Changchong and the dead traitor."
Do you have to obey me?"
Huo Shou was startled, then frowned and said, "It would be good to capture the thief first but the king first, but with the current situation of the two of us, we may not be sure to subdue Yan Junlin."
Jiang Yunsheng disagreed, rolled her eyes at Huo Shou, and snorted softly: "A man, why are you so timid? Although the two of us are injured, how can Yan Junlin be better? In addition, he is now
We also have to take care of the old worm. As long as we use our best efforts, we will definitely have a good chance of winning."
Hearing Jiang Yunsheng's eloquent words, Huo Shou remained unmoved. Instead, he said sternly: "We are deceitful on the battlefield. How do we know that Yan Junlin is not pretending to be a restraint and luring us into traps? Sheng'er, you better listen to me and don't be too reckless.
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Jiang Yunsheng had already made up her mind, but she still listened to Huo Shou's advice. She simply raised her eyebrows and said: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. Or you, a drunken cat, will only hide under the mask and be wretched and trivial."
You take advantage of others, but when you really go to the point of killing the enemy with all your might, you turn into a coward?"
Huo Shou felt that his face was dull and he said calmly: "No matter what you say, you can't put yourself in danger this time. If you insist on not listening to the advice and insist on taking action against Yan Junlin, then you must get through me first."
Bar."
Jiang Yunsheng didn't expect Huo Shou to be so ignorant. She was stunned and aroused her anger in her chest. She put one hand on her waist and sneered: "Okay, you still want to fight with me. I bet you are also from the Blue Blood Alliance."
Is he a spy here? Huh... I wonder which beast Huo 'Shou Zun' is the leader of?"
Huo Shou knew clearly that Jiang Yunsheng was deliberately being unruly, so he simply stopped arguing with her and just focused on the battle.
After a fierce and violent exchange of attacks, Zhuang Lizhao and Gai Nie each had a clear understanding of their opponents' capabilities. Although the exchange of moves gradually became slower, the danger within them continued to increase.
At this time, Zhuang Lizhao's sword path has changed, and his moves have become mainly light and agile, with chopping, slashing, swinging, and sweeping movements hidden deep inside. He mostly uses points, picks, swipes, and penetration to deal with Gai Nie.
As small as it is, he lifts it as lightly as he lifts it, and the way he controls and releases his energy is extremely wonderful, which shows his superb skills that have been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades.
Gai Nie's sword intent became more bold and thick, and the buzzing sound of the sword was like the relics of ancient times, arousing a frightening killing spirit. The dark green sword edge shone with a clear light, as bright as a dawn star in the night.
It is the pure sword light that thousands of swordsmen dream of, and its sharp edge can destroy all obstacles.
Suddenly, dozens more moves were fought, and the attack and killing momentum of the two people became even slower, and the sound of swords clashing gradually disappeared. Only Yu Han's sharp eyes fixed on the opponent, but the pursuit was fleeting.
A good opportunity to defeat the enemy is achieved at the last moment.
The atmosphere in the venue was extremely chilly for a moment. Even Huo Shou in the distance felt oppressive. A breath of turbid air was stuck in his chest, and it seemed that he could no longer even breathe.
It should be noted that when real masters compete, it is by no means just a competition of force and wit. The more critical decisive factor is sometimes spirit and will.