There are shadows of swords on the edge of the pool, and stick flowers dance outside the grass.
Yang Chaoxi was hesitating, but unexpectedly, the two of them took action immediately! When he reacted, he ran after him, flailing his short stick and long sword, but they were already fighting together.
In an instant, I felt my head was slightly swollen, my fists were weak, and an unprepared embarrassment surged in my chest: This was only the second time that Junior Sister Qin and Xiaoman met, and there had been no grievances in the past, and no enmity recently, so why did they fight each other even if they disagreed? It's because
Senior Sister Tang was humiliated yesterday and she held a grudge against Zoroastrianism? Or was it because Bai Hewei had made disrespectful remarks just now that she was angry at Xiaoman?
Just as he was puzzled, Tan Qing and Xiaoman were fighting faster and faster. On the small martial arts field, the shadows of sticks and swords intertwined, and the sound of "ding-ding" was as dense as raindrops, making people's scalp go numb.
Hemp. It's not like a martial arts competition, it's more like fighting for your life!
Yang Chaoxi actually didn't know much about Tan Qing's skills. Although he had seen her take action twice, she dealt with people who were mediocre in fists and feet. When she saw her today, she just felt that this junior sister Tan was
His sword moves are light and agile, and his inner breath is long. He is also a master of swordsmanship both internally and externally.
On the other hand, Xiaoman, although he is known for his fierce and cunning moves, is based on the "Busting Lotus Flower" light skill. In a fierce fight, not only did he not lose, he actually had the power of a backhand. Perhaps it was due to the "Tianji Protector"
"Face, I didn't use any killing moves, I just wanted to teach this sharp-tongued little girl a lesson.
However, Tan Qing's swordsmanship has gradually become better. Sometimes it is the "New Lotus Remnant Dream Sword", sometimes the "Falling Rain Jingqiu Sword", sometimes the "Gongsun Sword Technique" taught by Yang Zhaoxi... After using it for a long time, he actually...
The sword moves were mixed up, one sword thrust out, seemingly not the same, and the two swords fell very different! It seemed that they had broken through the shackles of the original sword moves, and began to make new ones according to their heart's desire. Many inexplicable sword moves appeared in response to the situation, and they came one after another, including Yang
I was dazzled day and night.
Xiaoman could still control the timing of his shots at first, but as time went on, he started to feel restrained. The flail and short stick in his hand were no longer clumsy, and the "stepping lotus" light skill under his feet became more and more elegant, and he was able to fight with Tan Qing.
Up and down.
Suddenly she heard a crisp "click" sound, and the longer part of the flail stick in Xiaoman's hand was cut off in half. Just as she was stunned, Tan Qing's long sword shook, and several swords bloomed in an instant.
Flowers and sword flowers flew toward her chest and face with a chill!
In a hurry, Xiaoman raised his head and embroidered shoes, and quickly exited the small martial arts arena, narrowly dodging the many sword flowers. Then he turned around and jumped up, using one hand to lend a little strength to the eaves, and then
Already on the pavilion cover.
At this time, he glanced at the flail stick in his hand. The remaining half and the short section were almost the same. With the interlocking iron ring in the middle, it was only two feet long. Compared with the long sword in Tan Qing's hand,
, obviously the difference is not even a little bit different.
Tan Qing refused to give up, and actually jumped up and attacked again with his sword. All the sword flowers that had just failed, with a flick of his wrist, reappeared and attacked Xiaoman.
Xiaoman's body skills were even better. He stepped on the sloping eaves tiles with his embroidered shoes, and his body was as stable as if he were walking on flat ground. Even if he encountered a ridge, he could easily cross it, so that even with Tan Qing's exquisite sword moves, he could easily cross it.
She couldn't even reach the corner of her clothes.
Tan Qing had to be much more careful with his feet, making sure he stepped firmly before he dared to move his sword. Although the slope of the eaves was not large, it was not as stable as the ground after all. If he lost his balance with one foot, he would inevitably roll off the pavilion cover.
, then the demeanor will be completely lost and the person will be completely defeated.
Xiaoman took advantage of the favorable location and dodged left and right, with his feet darting high and low. This made Tan Qing panic, and the sword moves in his hands were beyond his reach. Xiaoman's short flail stick, which had a section cut off in his hand, occasionally swung a few times.
Next time, it becomes more and more convenient! There are many more wonderful uses discovered by Xiaoman, which feels like a blessing in disguise!
Tan Qing pursued for a moment, but to no avail. Then he steadied himself and chuckled, "Holy Sister! You keep asking for advice, but you are so evasive, how can you recognize my exquisite swordsmanship?"
Xiaoman buckled his feet and stood firm on the flying ridge. He also said with a smile: "I was just observing and showing you a few moves. Now I can learn from you!"
After that, Xiaoman crossed his arms, and the short flail stick was like a whirlwind of wheels, flying between Xiaoman's head and neck, shoulders, back, waist and hips. The stick made a "wuwu" sound through the air,
Like thunder, it resounds through the pavilion, with great power!
Tan Qingying's lips parted slightly, revealing her beautiful teeth: "It's a bluff!"
"Really?" Xiaoman raised his slender eyebrows, and with the sound of wind and thunder, the flail and short stick hit Tan Qing.
"Ding! Ding! Puff, puff, puff..."
Tan Qing fired several swords in a row, but they were blocked in front of Xiaoman by the seemingly impenetrable shadow of the stick. The long sword was hit on the spine one after another, and he felt overwhelmed and let out a loud wail. This made Tan Qing suspicious for a time.
, maybe at some point, the long sword will be smashed into two pieces by the stick shadow...
Once Xiaoman gained the upper hand, he refused to give in. The shadow of his stick covered Tan Qing's body like a spider web, sometimes attacking up and sometimes down. Tan Qing's already uneven feet became more and more shaky.
"ah!"
Suddenly she heard Qin Qing exclaim, but when she tried her best to use the "earth-shattering" killing move, her left leg opened wide, and Xiaoman took the opportunity to swipe her left knee. She immediately felt great pain, and her left leg became unconscious.
It softened, and its body could no longer hold up, so it rolled down to the eaves!
Yang Chaoxi secretly thought, "It's not good." He kicked off his feet and ran to the foot of the pavilion, stretching out his arms to catch her. But the moment Tan Qing fell, his left hand grabbed an eaves tile, and his body turned over like a baby swallow.
He swayed slightly under the eaves, then jumped up high again. He slashed out a sword with his right arm, forcing Xiaoman to retreat quickly.
This time, the offense and defense were reversed in just a breath. When the two women's figures were settled, Yang Zhaoxi saw that Tan Lingliang had his foot on the corner, and his right arm still maintained the posture of drawing the sword; Xiaoman had his feet clasped.
Stand on the top of the treasure, hold one part of the short flail stick under your arm, pinch the other part in the right palm, and make a hand gesture with your left palm.
During this brief confrontation, Yang Chaoxi felt his chest tremble slightly. When he touched his chest, it was the "Chaoyin Bell" that was like a dead thing. A familiar female voice sounded in his heart: "Little Taoist priest, look.
Don't you feel very happy when you see two little ladies fighting over you and fighting over you?"
Yang Zhaoxi was shocked: Didn't this "Chaoyin Bell" only have three functions: bewildering the mind, transmitting sounds thousands of miles, and imitating sounds? I didn't know it had such a wonderful function! Xiaoman didn't tell him before, so there were some taboos.
?
At this time, the female voice sounded leisurely again: "What taboos can there be? The little Taoist priest is also a little suspicious! What I took is the 'mother bell', and what I give you are all 'child bells', so naturally there are more
It has the function of 'teaching the truth through ears'!"
Yang Chaoxi was shocked and angry, and continued: "Aunt Xiaomu, with this clock, you can actually find out what is in my heart! Isn't there no privacy at all?"
The person who called the bell was none other than Liu Xiaomu. Yang Chaoxi was anxious when she heard it, but she chuckled and said, "My name is Miss Xiaomu! Am I that old? Besides, with all your thoughts, I can guess seven times."
Seven or eighty-eight, why waste your inner energy to find out your 'privacy'?"
Yang Zhaoxi learned a lesson and knew that if she carried the "Chaoyin Bell", she would know it to Liu Xiaomu as long as she thought about it. She simply cleared away distracting thoughts first, and then concentrated on "thinking" and said: "Miss Xiaomu, of course I don't
I would like to watch Junior Sister Qin and Xiaoman fight. But whichever one I side with will only add fuel to the fire. If one of them is hurt, I will feel even more regretful... I can't think of a good way. I can't tell, so I have to ask the girl to mediate.
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Liu Xiaomu was very impatient and said: "Little Taoist! Do you still need me to take action for such a trivial matter? In the future, you will travel around the world and wander around the world. You don't know how much trouble is waiting for you! Do you have to come to me for everything? It's your own business.
Use your own brain to think of something. I guarantee that neither of them will kill one of them."
Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to raise her head and shout: "Junior sister Qin, Xiaoman! You two are equally matched, both are outstanding women! Stop it quickly, don't hurt your harmony!"
Xiaoman stood on the top of the treasure, but he was very angry: He was practicing his weapons properly, but if Xiaonizi hadn't repeatedly provoked him, why would he need to fight?
At this moment, hearing that Yang Zhaoxi was still trying to make peace with Xini, he couldn't help but tease: "Young Master Yang is so ridiculous that Xiaoman is so ashamed that he doesn't deserve it! Since the Young Master has persuaded the fight, why did he remain indifferent when Xiaoman suffered a loss just now? As soon as Junior Sister Qin falls behind, you become anxious.
Ho-Ho, if you persuade the two of us to stop, isn't that treating one person favorably over the other?"
Yang Chaoxi was immediately speechless.
Tan Qing felt a little proud in his heart, but he refused to give up: "Who said that I am at a disadvantage? This is called playing hard to get. Look at the sword!"
During the exchange of words, the two women got into a fight again, which was really a fight.
Yang Chaoxi has been quite quick-witted since she was a child. When she saw that good words and words didn't work, she already had a plan in her heart. She just had to pay a price... So she let out a long sigh, raised her breath, and jumped in between the two women. Immediately,
Use the "Seizing Fist" move to seize two people's weapons.
But he didn't know whether it was Yang Chaoxi who was too slow to move, or whether the two women were too fast. Tan Qing's long sword couldn't draw back in time, and there was only a "chi la" sound, and a bloody gash was made on his left arm; the flail in Xiaoman's hand was too short.
The stick only had time to avoid the vital point, but with a "bang" sound, it was swung heavily on his forehead.
Yang Chaoxi felt severe pain in his left arm, and at the same time his mind became dizzy. He could no longer hold on and fell from the pavilion cover.
"Master!"
"Senior brother——"
The two women exclaimed in unison and hurriedly threw away their weapons, trying to stop Yang Zhaoxi from falling, but in the end they were half a minute too late.
Seeing Yang Chaoxi fall out, he saw a flash of red light, which seemed to support a force under him, and the force of his fall was greatly reduced. When the ground was about a foot high, the force suddenly increased.
Withdrew and slapped him on the ground with his feet in the air.
Tan Qing and Xiaoman jumped off the pavilion cover and rushed to Yang Chaoxi. Seeing his ugly appearance, they felt guilty and embarrassed. When they looked at each other again, although their anger had not disappeared, they
There was no interest in taking action anymore. Instead, you and I started blaming each other.
At this moment, Qin Xiangchu hurried over, waving his sleeves and robe, scolding: "Qing'er, don't be so presumptuous!"
The red light stopped and condensed into a woman in a purple skirt and green skirt. She looked at this side with a half-smile but said: "Xiaoman, don't mess around!"
The two women gave up and turned their gaze back to the chaotic Yang Chaoxi, but for a moment they were speechless.