Huang Xiaosheng swung his sword in time and blocked the slash.
Sui Qingfeng's blade was knocked open, and Lu Xingwei moved his feet slightly. In an instant, he circled behind Huang Xiaosheng, swung the knife and slashed again. As if Huang Xiaosheng had expected it, he took a big step forward, and his back was just in time to avoid the sharp edge.
He twisted his waist and hips, turned around, and waved Zhuliu Guang in a semicircle with his hand, falling towards Lu Xingwei's wrist holding the knife.
Lu Xingwei twitched his wrist back just in time, and then raised his arm. While avoiding the chasing light, Sui Qingfeng's blade slashed diagonally towards Huang Xiaosheng's elbow. Huang Xiaosheng did not retreat to dodge, but ducked down, and Sui Qingfeng brushed his elbow.
The bun on his head went away, but Zhuliu Guang struck at Lu Xingwei's ankles.
But Lu Xingwei had already used his internal strength when Huang Xiaosheng lowered his body. Now he was nearly a foot high in the air. He turned around in the air with his feet facing up and his head facing down. The blade of the blade stabbed Huang Xiaosheng's head, and he was lifted up by Huang Xiaosheng again with a "click".
The knife swung by his hand bounced away.
Both of them are extremely fast in their body and sword skills, and all kinds of complex movements are done in one go. Both the Moon Blade Sui Qingfeng and the Sun Blade Zhuliu Guang are injected with deep internal energy, and white light surges from the blades. In the eyes of others, the two of them are
The battle between them is almost like two rays of light constantly intersecting, which is extremely gorgeous.
The battle between two first-class knife masters was truly rare and exciting. They had fought for more than ten rounds in less than ten breaths, and their movements were as fast as a rabbit fleeing, and as neat as an eagle's strike.
Everyone present stared with bated breath. Among them, the disciples of the Zhuguang Sect and the Taoist priests such as Zhang Siyi were the most excited. Lu and Huang inherited the Fengguang Sect’s unique swordsmanship and developed their own skills. One speed update
A quick three-pointer, the sword was as fierce as a gust of wind and rain, and the other two points were added with agility and change, and the sword-blade split light and shadow were completely protected.
Regardless of their sword skills or body skills, the two originally learned from the same source. However, after twenty years of improvement and development by the two martial arts masters, they have become very different from each other. Now they are vividly displayed, making the disciples of the two schools sincerely admire them.
At the same time, there were also more sighs: "If
If nothing had happened at that time, how glorious would the Sect of Lu and Huang be? Not to mention that Huang Xiaosheng had been distracted by the affairs of the Chasing Light Sect for many years, while Lu Xingwei had been working behind closed doors for twenty years and had never been tempered. The martial arts of the two at this moment,
I’m afraid it’s not the peak it can reach.”
Jiang Ting looked anxious and wanted to shout a few threatening words to force Huang Xiaosheng to stop. Lu Xingwei ran away, but he was afraid of distracting Lu Xingwei, so he had to stamp his feet in a hurry. At this time, there seemed to be a gust of wind around him, followed by the broken scabbard he was holding.
Someone snatched it away. Jiang Ting turned around and saw a gray-blue Taoist priest.
The little Taoist priest took away the scabbard, threw it on the ground, and walked quickly towards the two fighting men with a black-handled knife. He was suddenly shocked: "The truth has been taken away by Huang Xiaosheng, and he actually
He still wants to help me and Second Senior Brother! Don’t you know that we are regarded as members of the Demon Cult, and if he helps us, he will be implicated!"
"You son of a bitch, Hong Chen, you don't want to die yourself, and you want to bring me down with you, you son of a bitch!"
Ji Cha kept cursing in a low voice, but held a few silver needles in his hand and stared at Tianyun Sanmeng: If these three people join forces, they can cause some trouble to Hong Chen, but as long as one of them is eliminated first,
There is no threat anymore.
Huang Xiaosheng and Lu Xingwei were going back and forth. From the corner of his eye, he saw a young Taoist priest from the Zhuifeng Sect walking towards him as if he wanted to help. He didn't care at first, but when Hong Chen got closer, he recognized that the black-handled knife was stolen last night.
After leaving, Zhui Zhuliu Guang felt a chill in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Anyone who dares to come to help Lu Xingwei, the demon sect thief, is an evil thief who is helping the evil sect! Who dares to interfere?"
Hong Chen still came over without stopping. At this moment, Yuwen Meng, who was closest to him, saw that he was just a little Taoist priest, so he stood there and didn't care. There were six disciples of the Light Chasing Sect behind him who looked at each other for a few times, hesitated for a few times, and finally pulled out.
The sword ran in front of Hong Chen and shouted: "My family leader is cleaning up the traitors of the Demon Sect, and no one else is allowed to interfere!" Seeing that Hong Chen was bewildered, he raised his sword to kill him.
Wow!
Hong Chen waved his sword, and six steel knives flew out simultaneously.
Yuwenmeng saw that the path was not good, so he flew up and raised his mace, and hit Hong Chen. Unexpectedly, the little Taoist turned around and struck, and the hand holding the mace felt a numbness that he had experienced before. Yuwenmeng's pupils shrank.
, shouted: "Second, second, third, come quickly!" and then waved his mace to entangle Hong Chen.
Crack! Crack!
The long and short mace collided with the fake streamer a few times before it came out of his hand. Yuwen Meng shouted anxiously: "Lao Er Lao San, are you deaf?" After waiting for another two breaths, Yu Wen Gang and Yu Wen Yong still didn't come, so Yu Wen Meng hurriedly
He stepped back and looked at where the two of them were, only to see that the two younger brothers had fallen down at some point!
"Damn it, his fellow tea pickers must be here too."
Yu Wenmeng did not dare to fight Hong Chen alone, so he stepped aside and shouted: "Master Huang, stop now. This little Taoist priest is a bamboo cutter. He wants to kill you and seize the sword!"
In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar. Huang Xiaosheng was also shocked when he heard this. He slowed down his movements and found a flaw. Lu Xingwei immediately cut him on the right side of his abdomen, causing a stream of blood to flow out.
In the fight between top-notch masters, every step was wrong, every step was passive, and every advantage gained gradually. Lu Xingwei immediately gained the upper hand, and Huang Xiaosheng could only endure the pain and hastily parry.
"Is he the bamboo cutter?"
Many people had heard the news in the world and even read the wanted poster in the city. They saw that the face of the little Taoist priest was indeed somewhat similar to the portrait of the bamboo cutter, but his complexion was darker and he still had stubble, which made him look older.
Bigger. Just lighter.
Song knocked the swords from the hands of six Zhuguangmen disciples, and with three moves and two moves, he scared away Yuwenmeng, one of Tianyun's three fiercest men. This kind of martial arts can only be achieved by Luo Qinghan, the great swordsman.
Only masters who have fought hundreds of rounds can have it.
In the crowd, Wang Lifeng gritted her teeth: "It's him again!" Zheng Jitong quickly pulled the wheelchair back and hid at the back of the crowd. He put his index finger in front of his lips and gave Wang Lifeng a "shh" gesture, thinking in his mind: "Fah!"
Zhu Ke, please don't come here, he wants to kill me, but I can't resist him."
Whoosh!
Liu Quan drew a sword from the person next to him, jumped forward, landed in front of Hong Chen, and shouted to Yuwen Meng: "Senior Yuwen, I'm here to help you!" Yu Wenmeng was stunned when he heard this, thinking to himself about this person from Xingyun Academy
I'm afraid I'm not a fool. No matter what kind of person the Bamboo Flayer is, Commander Luo can't capture him immediately. Why don't you go and seek death? Then he shouted: "Thank you, Young Master Liu!" Then he jumped up and down to check on the two of them.
My brother's situation.
Liu Quan didn't expect Yu Wenmeng to run away. He tightened his grip on the sword and faced Hong Chen: "Black tea, so you are the bamboo cutter, so Miss Ji Chen is the tea picker? There are rumors in the world that you are the devil's sect."
Leader, your martial arts skills are very high, but I will never let you harm a hero like Master Huang."
"Is Master Huang a hero?"
This thought flashed through Hong Chen's mind, but he didn't stop for a moment.
Hong Chen didn't say a word to Liu Quan and just swung his sword. Liu Quan blocked it with his sword, but a spark flashed and the sword broke into two pieces. Then Hong Chen ignored Liu Quan and continued to walk towards Lu and Huang.
Liu Quan stared blankly at the half-broken sword on the ground, his mind in confusion: He had just left Xingyun Academy for just a few days, and the sword in his hand was broken twice.
Ji Cha, who was hiding among the Taoist priests, smiled with satisfaction: This scholar who has always been nosy finally suffered a big blow in public, which is really satisfying.
Hong Chen had already approached the battle circle between Lu and Huang. Before he could draw his sword, he heard a "click" sound and the streamer flew up high and fell to the ground. Huang Xiaosheng did not have a knife in his hand, but Lu Xingwei's knife was pressed against it.
At his throat.
"Junior Brother Lu, just kill me."
Huang Xiaosheng grinned as he spoke.
Lu Xingwei felt a sting in his heart, and decades of memories rushed into his mind: In the courtyard of a high house, two little boys of five or six were riding bamboo horses. The younger one suddenly fell down and sat on the ground crying.
, the older one dropped the bamboo horse and came to help the younger one, patting the soil on his face and wiping his tears; in the dark cave, a boy opened his pocket and took out the white rice for the other boy.
and chicken; or under this archway, a young man knelt in front of the headmaster and knocked his head heavily on the stone slab: "Master, I beg you, I beg you, please accept my brother as your disciple! I beg you.
Come on, Master!"; It was still the same archway. A lost young man slowly walked out with insults to his master and a knife. Another young man behind him looked at him coldly...
Wow!
When the moon knife fell to the ground, it landed together with the sun knife.
"That year in the bandit village, I asked you how to repay your kindness. You said that when I become rich, I should not forget you. If you offend me in the future, please let me not blame you. The first one is when I became a disciple.
It has been fulfilled, and now, it can be regarded as fulfilling the second promise."