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Chapter 202 The red robe is destroyed, the yellow robe is born

ps: Haha, I finally received the notification of the forced recommendation. This is all because of everyone’s support!!! Thank you, thank you!

There is still one chapter left at 9 o'clock, and Ye Zi's reminder ticket has been accepted. But in the next few days, there will be no more reminders. I need to save the manuscript, save the manuscript. The Sunlight tribe is very bad!

Bone Staff Red Robe was shocked, but he was already dead. Scimitar Red Robe was shocked, but he was still alive, he was still thinking, still thinking...

"What's going on?" How could his senior brother be killed by that ordinary sword? The scimitar red robe's head felt numb. But he still had no fear or fear of Zhu Biao. Just now Zhu Biao's move

Every movement was under his eyes, and he didn't notice what kind of tricks Zhu Biao was doing? Then his mind no longer had time to think about any issues. Zhu Biao's offensive had arrived. He killed Zhu Biao to avenge his senior brother.

Thoughts also filled his mind.

The sword light shuttles, imagining one after another, hitting them one after another. Zhu Biao attacks with all his strength, but he is not afraid of the scimitar red robe. The shadow of the sword is as heavy as the Yangtze River rolling out. For a moment, the scimitar red robe

There was a cold light in his eyes. He concentrated on using his sword and dealt with them one by one, without thinking about it any more. The sword howled like wind and thunder, and the strong wind was blowing more than ten feet away. Zhu Biao also got close easily.

Got a scimitar and a red robe.

"Clang clang..." Just being beaten without fighting back is not the style of the machete red robe. The heavy sword shadow was reflected by the light of the sword. After stabilizing his position, he immediately launched a counterattack.

Use a sharp sword against a sharp sword. Generally speaking, the martial arts on the prairie do not have complicated and weird moves. They like the straightforward character of the prairie people the most. Of course, when the martial arts reaches a high level, it is inevitable that the moves will be complex and changeable, such as the previous ones.

'Devil Cry Three Cuts'.

The scimitar is also the most common and widespread weapon among the grassland people. In the Central Plains, there are also swords competing with it, becoming the two most common weapons in the Central Plains. However, the sword is the only one in the prairie. In this case, the method of sharp knife comes into play.

But being born is too normal.

The word "fast" alone will naturally not reach the peak of martial arts. Jin Yong's "All martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast" and "There is no move to win, there are moves" are only relative terms, and cannot be said to be an absolutely comprehensive summary.

.These two sentences go to the extreme of individual disciplines, but are not as close to the true martial arts as "heavy sword without edge, great skill without skill". [Personally, I think]

However, masters at the level of Zhu Biao and Hongpao Master are also far away from the peak of Yanwu Dao. Therefore, needless to say silly words, both sides are "fast" against fast swords.

Zhu Biao's speed is better, but the sword is not as "heavy" as the sword, especially Zhu Biao's internal strength is much inferior to his opponent. After bumping into each other again and again, Zhu Biao's speed is inevitably affected by the force.

He had to slow down slightly, so the two sides were evenly matched.

The reason for this is mainly because although the "Xuanyin Smoke" generated by the system synthesis is much cheaper to use than the "Xuanyin Smoke" that is divided into two halves in reality, it is also much more targeted.

If it were like in reality, all Zhu Biao would do is spit out poisonous smoke and strike Er Hongpao with his palm, and they would inhale it into their mouths, but the system here requires a plume of green smoke to escape from a close range. For example

Lian Fangcheng is like the Bone Staff Red Robe, and the previous Poison Dragon Guest.

Suddenly, Zhu Biao withdrew his sword, took two steps back, and slashed hard with his left hand. The whistling wind of his palm made the scimitar red robe tighten his breath, but as soon as the sword flashed, the strong wind blew out.

It split into two and slid past.

Zhu Biao's sword power was not dispersed, so why did he suddenly retreat? The scimitar mage was confused when he saw Zhu Biao rushing forward again, with a bit of cold light piercing his chest. The corner of his mouth immediately curled up with disdain.

, just this little trick?

The crescent-shaped scimitar flew into the air, and the cold light that came straight from it was completely swallowed up by the light of the sword. The red-robed scimitar made three backhand strikes, hitting Zhu Biao's vitals directly on his head, neck and chest.

"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang -" There were three crisp sounds, and the swords clashed. Not only did Zhu Biao not give in, but he took two more steps while blocking and parrying. A surge of internal energy emerged from the sword...

"Hmm -" With a muffled groan, Zhu Biao stumbled back, his internal strength obviously lacking.

"Russu..." The sound of clothes breaking through the air was heard, and four yellow-robed mages rushed over.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

His internal strength was lost, his chest was deflated, and he felt a little stuffy. But Zhu Biao smiled!

"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang..."

With a wave of fast swords and a crazy attack, the scimitar red robe also worked hard to start another duel with Zhu Biao. Last time, there was no winner in the fight between twenty and thirty, but this time it was a showdown...



"Huh? My inner strength..." The scimitar mage, who was burning with fighting spirit, was suddenly stunned. Just when the four yellow-robed mage behind him were close at hand, a sharp sword pierced his throat.

"So that's the case, no wonder senior brother..."

The sad eyes told his unwillingness. Scimitar Red Robe finally knew how his senior brother died, but he himself was also hung up on this despicable conspiracy.

"Damn it, give me another two or three years, and I can take care of you casually without any underhanded tactics -" Zhu Biao said, feeling very unhappy when the Scimitar Master looked at him.

Since the murder of Qiu Yibei, the Poison Dragon Guest of Lujiang Ridge, this was the first time that he had encountered and killed a first-level celebrity in a battle with the two people in front of him.

At first, I only dealt with one Qiu Yibei and used "Xuanyin Smoke". The old guy almost killed Zhu Biao in three or five moves with just one breath. He was raised in an inn in Liushiji.

It took more than half a month to get up. But this time, with one against two, I only received a few minor injuries and cleaned them up very neatly. This is the result of my two years of hard work!

"Ouch..." After a sharp shock, the four yellow-robed mages looked up to the sky and howled like wolves, and then attacked Zhu Biao like crazy with their swords, sticks, and staffs.

This is the biggest difference between the sect and ordinary martial arts sects. If it is the latter, and the relationship is not particularly close, and seeing the two uncles fall under the sword of the enemy, I am afraid that I will turn around and run away.————Master

Uncle Du is no match for the enemy, and it is even more useless to step forward on his own. If the relationship between the red-robed mage and the yellow-robed mage of the Tianshen Sect can be described as superior and inferior.

As for the former, for example, these four yellow-robed mages, they are not the real direct disciples of the two red-robed mages, Bone Staff and Scimitar. The relationship between the six of them as uncles and nephews is very confusing.

But with religion as a bond, the relationship between the two parties, at least in terms of respect and respect, is no worse than the relationship between masters, uncles, and nephews from the same lineage in the Jianghu sect, and is even a bit stronger.

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For example, when a living Buddha from Japan comes to Mongolia, he is absolutely respected by people. When a living Buddha from Mongolia goes to Japan, he is also absolutely respected by people. This is the situation in the Tianshen Sect!

Zhu Biao looked at the four yellow-robed mage flying toward him with a sarcastic smile. He moved his left sleeve, and then a stream of black powder flew out. "Thunderbolt Hand", one move of "Eight Directions Wind and Thunder".

He struck hard in the direction of the rushing yellow-robed mage!


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