The raindrops are thin and the silver needles are dense.
They all came towards the "Bone Crushing Dual Swords" with the force of slashing their heads and covering their faces. There was no way to dodge and no way to do anything.
Among the heroes in the audience, bursts of exclamations immediately erupted. The most angry ones were naturally Wei Chiyuan, the master of Hongdao Temple, and the brothers from Fang Qidou. They rushed to curse the people of Tang Sect for not respecting martial ethics.
, only using concealed weapons to hurt people.
When the "six ladies from the Tang Clan" under the Changxuan heard this, they all stared with wide eyes. They immediately stood up and began to speak in Sichuan dialect, and began to quarrel with the disciples who were in the Hongdao audience. The scene was noisy for a while.
Yang Zhaoxi jumped up in shock. He had personally tasted the pain of the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle". The faint blue light on the needle, even if it was not highly poisonous, must have been a strong anesthetic. And it was very poisonous.
Quickly, once caught, it will not take more than ten breaths, and the behavior will be restrained, waiting to be killed...
At this time, Tang Xiaochan, the "Fairy of Guanghan", not only used hidden weapons one after another, but also used the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle" as the final weapon. Her meticulous and sinister thoughts are rare in the world.
At the same time as the thought flashed across his mind, Yang Chaoxi flipped his right hand, and three square nails appeared in his palm. Before anyone noticed, the square nails had wiped the rain curtain and shot straight towards Tang Xiaochan's face, chest and abdomen!
"Puff puff!"
But I heard three muffled sounds, almost at the same time. Looking closely, I saw three shadowless and soundless square nails, but they were swept down by a cassock. Looking up, I saw Zen Master Lingzhen holding an oil paper umbrella in his hand, with a gloomy face.
Looking at him: "Young Master Yang! Such behavior is against the rules of the martial arts tournament. I hope you will stop it!"
Everyone, please go and try it soon.]
Yang Chaoxi's eagle eyes were sharp, and he laughed angrily: "Monk! If you rely on hidden weapons and tricks, you can also win by cleverness. Let's stop calling it the 'Martial Arts Conference' and simply change it to the 'Assassination Conference'. Wouldn't it be more appropriate?"
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"presumptuous!!"
A dozen or so familiar Xiangshan Temple monks immediately stepped forward with guns and sticks in hand, glaring at Yang Chaoxi and saying. Zen Master Lingzhen raised his chin slightly, his brocade cassock had been shaken open, and the square nails fell to the ground with a "ding", and were soon covered by the rain.
When wet, it becomes slightly shiny.
Yang Chaoxi was about to draw his sword and get angry. He would first knock down the monk who humiliated him last night, and then compete with Zen Master Lingzhen. Fortunately, two big hands, one on the left and one on the right, pressed down on his shoulders from behind, knocking him away.
The explosive conflict stopped him.
The person on the left was Xiao Zhan. Seeing Yang Chaoxi turning his head with an angry look on his face, he immediately smiled calmly, raised his hand and pointed to the Sifang platform and said: "Junior Brother Yang, don't be upset! Take a look before talking!"
Only then did Yang Zhaoxi turn his attention to the Sifang Platform again, only to see that Fang Qidou was still very active, wielding two horizontal knives with shining silver light, and was once again fighting with Tang Xiaochan. There was no sign of being hit and fell to the ground? He couldn't help but be surprised.
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It turned out that at the moment when the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle" swept over, Fang Qidou was in a hurry! Suddenly he thought that in the "Seizing Fist" taught by his master Yu Chiyuan, there seemed to be a move called "Midnight Civet Cat", which imitated the frightened civet cat.
The instinct to jump up suddenly to avoid danger.
At this moment, several needles were fired in unison, like a desperate situation. Fang Qidou felt his inner breath surge, pouring into his feet instantly! Immediately, a strange force came from nowhere, and his legs were like grasshoppers, leaping more than five feet high from the ground.
He immediately gave up the silver needle at his feet.
In addition to the lightness of the silver needles and the heavy weight of the raindrops, less than 30% of the silver needles actually flew to Fang Qidou's feet. Most of them were heavier because of the rainwater and fell silently on the table.
The several silver needles that hit Fang Qidou's feet were knocked away by him with a swing of his knife. When Tang Xiaochan was shocked and angry, and was about to shoot a few more silver needles, Fang Qidou had already used "Lazy" one after another.
She was tied up in a small iron box with several body movements such as "donkey rolling", "snake leaping for joy" and "eight steps driving cicada", and her right arm moved left and right, all of which were dodged.
In just two breaths, Fang Qidou handed the sword to his right hand and rushed in front of Tang Xiaochan. He immediately used the "Breaking Rain and Splitting the Wind" move in the "Scaring Man Sword" and slashed at Tang Xiaochan!
The sword style is simple and unstoppable, and it also reveals a certain degree of murderous intent! It actually cuts several clumps of rain curtains into two pieces. The raindrops that originally followed their own paths were immediately confused: the upper half was deflected by the wind of the knife, and it was deflected by an inch.
The trajectory has all changed; the lower half is like a frightened fly, fleeing without a clue, and quickly escapes into the long water of Sifang Terrace...
At this time, Tang Xiaochan fired the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle" again, but it was already too late. Fortunately, she was always sensitive to changes. She immediately pressed her left hand to her waist, lifted up the "Golden Silk Soft Sword", and used the "Three Around the Tree" move.
"Zi", which is tit-for-tat with the horizontal knife.
"Porcine!"
The soft sword was like a python, wrapping around the horizontal knife in Fang Qidou's hand. The tip of the sword was more like a snake letter. With a twist, it bypassed the blade and stung the back of Fang Qidou's hand.
Fang Qidou suddenly felt that this unstoppable sword slashed into a pool of mud, and most of his strength was melted away by the soft sword. He couldn't help but think of a couplet of poems - Why Yibai's steelmaking turned into softness around his fingers!
However, the "Tengjiao Sword Technique" used by Tang Xiaochan was still much inferior to the lost "Finger Wrapping Soft Sword". Fang Qidou noticed something was wrong with the tip of the sword, and hurriedly removed his hand, and at the same time he flexed his finger and popped out his fingertip.
A burst of inner breath was instantly flicked into the handle, causing the originally sluggish Hengdao to suddenly become irritable again!
"锵电锵——!"
The horizontal knife broke through the restraints and grazed Tang Xiaochan's waist. It flew past diagonally, and immediately penetrated the small half of the outer skirt and the middle skirt, creating a diagonal gash. The knife force continued, and the blade hooked the hem of the skirt outwards.
With a tug, the gap was torn open, revealing the green silk robe inside.
The silk robe was originally loose, but when it was soaked by the ubiquitous rain, it immediately wrapped around Tang Xiaochan's body. The semi-transparent green silk robe clung to the moving curves, further outlining the already beautiful figure.
Beautiful mountains and clear waters...
"A prodigal son! How can I keep you here!!"
Tang Xiaochan was so embarrassed and angry that she immediately swung her sword and rolled it towards Fang Qidou's neck. She wanted to draw a circle of "blood necklace" around his neck so that he would bleed out and die!
Unexpectedly, Fang Qidou, who was bare-handed, was not afraid at all. A pair of fleshy palms swung at him, but the speed was much faster than the two swords before! As soon as the four-character key of holding, wrapping, throwing, and flicking came out, it seemed as if
He firmly grasped the seven inches of the "golden soft sword". Even if the soft blade was cunning, it could not escape the cover of Fang Qidou's ten fingers.
There is a vague feeling of being unable to escape from restraint.
Tang Xiaochan was shocked: She originally thought that this inconspicuous "brother-in-law" in front of her only dared to come to this "Shendu Martial Arts Conference" to show off his bravery because of his fierce swords and some Taoist background. Unexpectedly, he was revealed at this time
This skill of grabbing a white blade with bare hands was far superior to the crude sword technique just now, and it had already firmly suppressed her soft golden sword.
Tang Xiaochan swung her long sword and slashed, wanting to advance and retreat, get out of Fang Qidou's control, and then wait for an opportunity to use a hidden weapon to end this unexpected battle as soon as possible. However, Fang Qidou had understood her intention and actually advanced step by step.
Damn it, don’t give a damn!
"Pyroxine..."
Suddenly, Tang Xiaochan felt his right arm go numb, and the soft golden sword flew out of his hand and fell onto the square platform with water splashing everywhere.
Xu Shi was furious, so Fang Qidou kept punching and used the move "Two Dragons Grabbing the Pearl". He held Tang Xiaojuan's right arm with one hand, and poked her left shoulder with the other hand. The speed and force of the move were all extraordinary.
The battle of life and death shows no mercy at all!
Tang Xiaochan only felt that the left half of her body was numb, and she was not listening to her commands. Immediately, her left knee softened, and she fell to the table. The Taiyuan point on her right arm was still being buckled by Fang Qidou, and she felt sore, numb, and painful.
, but it penetrated the entire left arm in an instant, causing her to burst into pain so much that two strings of tears mixed with rainwater flew out.
At this moment, the pain dissipated. A domineering force passed through her left arm, pulling her half-leaning body back and hitting a solid but slightly warm wall. Her slender waist seemed to be covered by vines.
Hoop, unreasonable and rude.
However, when he looked up, he saw Fang Qidou staring at her with a half-joking, half-sneering look. Hot breath came out of his mouth and sprayed on her frightened and angry face. There was still a hint of alcohol in the warm swallow.
Tang Xiaochan was so embarrassed and angry that she raised her right arm to trigger the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle". However, Fang Qidou flicked his left hand and immediately revealed a small, square iron box - three inches long and two inches wide.
, one inch high, what is it if it is not a "storm pear blossom needle"?
Fang Qidou casually threw it back, and the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle" broke away from the rain line and fell into the boiling Yi Shui. It disappeared without even a splash of water.
Tang Xiaochan's eyes were about to burst. She curled her right hand into an eagle's claw and grabbed Fang Qidou's throat. Fang Qidou's left hand was around the waist, and he immediately picked up the iron caltrops just now. He immediately moved like lightning and stuffed the iron caltrops into the Tang Dynasty.
The palm of Xiao Chan's right hand. But in the palm of the mutton-fat white jade, there was a bloody mouth in an instant, dyeing the palm bright red.
At the same time, Fang Qidou flipped his right hand and ran into Tang Xiaochan's colorful sleeve. After a few soft "bang ding" sounds, Fang Qidou had already pulled out his right hand, and there was a small fine steel crossbow with exquisite structure in his hand. Small crossbow
He had turned the crossbow head and pressed it against Tang Xiaochan's chest, making her almost faint with anger.
The rain is falling, making the skirts and robes wet.
The already light dress was soaked in rainwater and wrapped tightly around Tang Xiaochan's body. It was round and soft with a cool charm.
The smell of rain mixed with the rich aroma of powder penetrated into Fang Qidou's nostrils, teasing his bottom line. It seemed that the slim and cold beauty in front of him was his first wife Tang Juan, whom he had not seen for several days. He wanted to hug him tightly.
In my arms, I express my feelings to each other...
Fortunately, Fang Qidou was only in a daze for a moment before he regained his composure. The fleeting tenderness in his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Miss Tang, if you still refuse to admit defeat, there is no need to admit defeat! Fang will delay
I will take your body and admit defeat on your behalf to my fellow Jianghu!"
Tang Xiaochan's body was tense and her eyes were red. Sometimes she stared at the small steel crossbow on her chest, sometimes she glanced at Fang Qidou, who was possessed by the evil star. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, pursed her lips and sobbed softly.
Tears were warm, raindrops were cold, and they rushed down from the mouth and cheeks, seemingly venting endless grievances. I saw that among the knights in the audience, some were sympathetic, while others were filled with righteous indignation——
"Who do you think you are a hero when you bully a weak female?"
"What a pear blossom that brings rain, what a pair of sharp hands that encourage flowers!"
"Killing can only be done with a nod of the head! This 'public lackey' Fang Qidou actually tried his best to insult that girl before he killed her. He was really extremely cruel!"
"The eight-foot-long military man kills Fendai with two swords; the six-piece skirt and hairpin, the solitary sword chants to impress the guests!"
"We, the women, will fight against these men with human faces and animal hearts!"
"..."
Fang Qidou broke into a cold sweat after hearing this. Sure enough, beautiful women have good eyesight. Everyone in the audience only saw him destroying flowers with ruthless hands, but completely ignored Tang Xiaochan's ruthlessness and cunning. As the ancient saying goes, "I feel pity when I see it." Huan Wen's concubine, "throwing fruit into the cart" Pan Anren, I believe it!
At this moment, Changxuan shouted coldly, shocking everyone: "You are a common man! How dare you hurt my Tang Clan Shuli!!"
Fang Qidou looked sideways, but it was Yuan Zai's wife, Wang Yunxiu, the senior sister of the Tang clan, suddenly standing under the eaves. A long sword pointed at the Sifang platform in the distance, and he was already furious.
The "Six Shus of the Tang Sect", "Six Scholars of the Tang Sect" and "Six Sons of the Tang Sect" standing around Wang Yunxiu were also gnashing their teeth and wished they could tear Fang Qidou, who was standing proudly on the stage holding a crossbow, into pieces before they could be eliminated. The hatred in my heart.
Fang Qidou looked slightly embarrassed, scratched his head and sneered: "It turns out that the disciples of the Tang Sect travel around the world by spreading fire through fans. There is strength in numbers...and the majesty of the sect! It's just that it fell on someone Fang's head today. It’s not a happy retribution. Humph! Why don’t you give in quickly? You’ll be spared the physical pain!”
Tang Xiaochan suddenly held back her tears and stared wide-eyed: "You! You little stinky little shrimp...my senior sister will definitely beat you to death, you idiot! Uh-huh-huh-huh..."
"Admit, no, admit, lose?!"
Listening to the shouting and scolding from the audience, Fang Qidou gradually lost his patience, and burst into words one by one, with a fierce light in his eyes.
Tang Xiaochan trembled all over, a sense of sourness and warmth spread between her buttocks, and she almost became incontinent on the spot. A ball in her chest was beating wildly, and she almost vomited out of her mouth. Just when she was about to surrender, she suddenly saw Tang Xiaoluo wearing a bamboo hat on his head and kicking his feet. Leather Boots came down from the Changxuan to the gate of the camp, shouting: "Senior sister, don't panic! Let him see my Tang Sect's methods, and then he will be convinced!"
Before he finished speaking, a bright silver judge's pen turned somersaults and flew towards the square platform, drawing an arc in the rain curtain. After a few breaths, there was a muffled "duh" sound, and it was stabbed diagonally on the square platform. On the wooden board of the countertop, the distance between Fang Qidou and Tang Xiaochan was only about ten feet.
The pen barrel seems to be tied with a ring of golden objects, which is shining brightly under the rain flowers.
Yang Zhaoxi stood up with a bang, glared at Zen Master Lingzhen and said: "Monk Lingzhen! Why do you not stop the Tang Sect's hidden weapons?!"
Zen Master Lingzhen seemed to be aloof, with an indifferent expression. He slowly turned his face and ignored him.
When Tang Xiaochan caught a glimpse of that thing, she immediately looked overjoyed and even lifted her chin up a bit.
Fang Qidou's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body felt cold: That golden, swaying little thing was, surprisingly, the golden collar that Fang Zijian had been wearing since he was one year old and had almost never left his body!
Fang Qidou's cold voice trembled slightly: "You bastard! Where did you kidnap my Jian'er?! If you dare to teach him any mistakes, Fang will climb over the Qinling Mountains, cross the Bashan Mountain, cross the Shu Road, and cross the sword The Tang Sect... will also slaughter, kill, and exterminate your Tang Sect!!!"
Tang Xiaochan felt confident, so she suddenly pulled out a wooden hairpin from her sleeve, waved it in front of Fang Qidou's eyes, and said threateningly: "Gua Wa'er! Do you know this? If you don't admit defeat, your mother-in-law, Wa'er will I beg to die..."
Fang Qidou glared angrily, and saw that in the middle of the wooden hairpin, there was a thin, slanting and zigzag seam, which was tightly bonded with apricot wood glue. It was when he climbed up the wall of Linji Temple to peek at Yang Chaoxi and Hua Xizi During Cui Wan's fierce fight, Tang Juan shot the wooden hairpin. Later, under the pretense of returning the hairpin, he went to Tang Juan to ask her name, but Tang Juan, who became angry and angry, broke the wooden hairpin on the spot and threw it to the ground... Later, he found apricot wood glue and glued the hairpin back together, which also contributed to Tang Juan's century-old love...
Recalling everything in the past, Fang Qidou cracked his crown and canthus, and a few words burst out from between his teeth: "Is this true?!"
Tang Xiaochan did not answer. He raised his wrist and threw the wooden hairpin away.
Fang Qidou was really in a hurry, and he waved his arms to catch it. Tang Xiaochan immediately looked at him and took back the small steel crossbow with his hands. He swung it at Fang Qidou's cheek. Then he slapped the mouth in front of the crossbow into
Fang Qidou lowered his jaw and said with a wild smile: "You idiot! Do you have a choice?! If you dare to mess with me, I will beat you to death, you idiot..."
Fang Qidou's face was as dark as water. He instantly lost the courage to fight back. There was a purple-red bruise on his cheek. Hanguo said humiliatingly: