"Hmph - ah -" Ren Fuchen retracted the hand he almost extended, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Ruan Shengyi's reaction was slightly milder. He just frowned slightly and couldn't help but look back.
Jinghong saw it sadly and knew what Ruan Shengyi was thinking. He smiled slightly and was not surprised. He watched the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court. He had no intention of leaving or leaving, and the clouds rolled in and out of the sky.
The young man standing on the sacred deer platform had a pair of silver hooks stuck on his back, with a frown on his face.
There was a lot of discussion on the viewing floor, but it was different from any time before. In every previous discussion, the protagonist was the person standing on the deer platform. At this moment, all the people heard were "Why is he not the best palm in the world?"
"Why isn't it the best palm in the world?" In short, it means: Di Pingan, you are not worthy!
"A bunch of idiots!" Di Ping'an was secretly angry and shouted "Please give me a move". He held the hook in his right hand and quickly launched a move. At this time, he heard everyone on the viewing floor yelling in unison, sneered secretly, and turned a deaf ear.
While dodging, Yinqi observed Di Ping'an's way of hooking out, and there seemed to be some familiar shadows. Then he saw that the opponent was already full of murderous intent before he made a double hook, and secretly said with a smile: This kid can't stand the stimulation.
Ding!
Yinqi flicked his finger to deflect Di Ping'an's single hook, and said with a smile: "If there is a second hook at this time and I lift it up, I will have to stop."
"Okay!" Di Ping'an flicked his right hand, and the silver hook was released. The silver hook was seen moving behind Yinqi, as if he had a plan.
As expected, Yinqi was forced back by a bottom-up hook from Di Pingan's left hand. He noticed that another silver hook was coming toward his back, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, only to see that Di Pingan's silver hook with his left hand had caught the whirling hook.
Hook, praised: "Excellent."
Di Ping'an didn't look proud, so he swept his legs, hooked his left hook with his right hook, and took Yinqi's left arm!
when!
Metal clashed, making a harsh sound.
Yinqi held a sword in his right hand to block the silver hook.
At the same time, Di Ping'an finally showed a smile. It turned out that he knew that Yinqi could completely block the strike of the silver hook handle with his body-protecting Qi, but if it were an opponent who was equal to his age and martial arts foundation,
This hook must be dealt with with weapons, and Yinqi's approach was equivalent to telling him: Boy, you are really good.
Upstairs in the North View, Yu Chaoyin stared at the soft sword in Yinqi's hand without blinking.
Elsewhere, Hua Wushuang smiled and said: "Changfeng, I've counted and there are quite a few people who may be able to beat you. You have a high level of understanding, so why don't you sharpen your skills before the battle? I'll be responsible for buying off Senior Yinqi."
Li Ji said: "I think Senior Yinqi seems to be easy to talk to. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely not let it go."
"Wow!" Hua Wushuang exclaimed enviously.
Yinqi turns from defense to attack, and the sword flowers are dazzling, making people dizzy, and extremely gorgeous.
"It feels like seeing a great monk sniffing flowers," someone commented.
With a bang, everyone was made to laugh.
"The moon is like a hook!" Di Ping'an grabbed the gap between Yinqi's sword moves, crossed his hooks behind him, and violently activated his energy. His body shape turned into three, and he rose into the sky, only to see three moon-shaped energy.
Attack Yinqi's two ribs and three places in the sandalwood!
"Returning Wind Slash!" Di Pingan turned sideways and spun his double hooks like wind wheels. The two moves were in parallel. It was the unique skill of Dongmen Eleven, "Moonlight Night Returning Wind Slash"!
With the Yinqi Soft Sword, it was relatively easy to neutralize the "Moon Like Hook", but with a sudden burst of Qi, he used the Qi Wall to block the "Returning Wind Slash" arrogantly, secretly thinking: The disadvantage of the Soft Sword is that it cannot be hardened.
"Before we go through the customs," Yinqi put away the soft sword, "I would like to know, are you a disciple of Dongmen No. 11, or have you just received his guidance?"
Di Ping'an said: "Guide."
Yinqi said: "I had a drink with him, and I saw that your hooking technique looked familiar. I didn't realize that I was tempted to this point. To be honest, I shouldn't have done it, so I gave you a few words."
Di Ping'an said: "Senior, please tell me."
Yinqi asked Di Ping'an to come over and whispered: "If you encounter an opponent who wields a big sword or an epee, first turn back to the wind, then like a hook."
When Di Ping'an heard this, he felt as if he was enlightened. He looked at Yinqi blankly, suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked: "Senior Yinqi, do you and your family...Senior Dongmen just drink?
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"Hey, don't ask too many questions. If someone says I cheated later, leave quickly." Yinqi waved his hand and shouted, "The next one, Qiantang Yanyu Tangchan, please."
"Master, did Senior Yinqi forget that we are still there?" Nie Xiujiang scratched the back of his head and asked with a frown.
Ren Fuchen closed his eyes and said, "I think so, his mind has never been very bright."
Nie Xiujiang said: "Qiantang Yanyu, this name is quite nice."
Ren Fuchen closed his eyes, and the words "What's the use" occupied his mind, but he didn't say it out after all. Firstly, there was no need to be in trouble with a little girl, and secondly, the trouble came from his mouth, in case it happened to Wei Bufu.
When the old woman heard this, she couldn't help scolding him bloody.
Ruan Shengyi saw that the girl on the stage was hazy and charming in plain clothes. He couldn't help but think of Chun Shui. He turned and looked at the empty seat on the right - neither Dong Jun nor Chun Shui was present - following his line of sight, he saw the same hazy figure.
Bo Tianyou.
Bo Tianyou, who was wearing Mai, was very good-looking. He noticed Ruan Shengyi looking at him and pretended not to know.
Ruan Shengyi looked away and saw that Tang Chan was sad and demure. There seemed to be something hidden between her eyebrows, and she was curious. She didn't know that Xie Fengliu was from Qiantang. When he traveled in his early years, he was accompanied by Zhao Hede, the most famous female disciple of Liqing Villa at that time.
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Liqing Villa is famous for being good at using a pair of daggers and ranks among the major sects. However, in the eyes of Xie Fengliu, a genius at the time, the martial arts of each sect had many flaws. Feeling that Zhao Hede was with him in life and death, he decided to
He taught three sword techniques, namely: Qiantang Misty Rain, Time Silence, and the Four Swords of Time.
After that, Xie Fengliu disappeared, and Zhao Hede returned to Qiantang injured. At the age of thirty-eight, he had a heart attack due to his comprehension of the "Four Swords of Time" sword moves. Before he became seriously ill, he entered the realm of Taihuang God, carrying with him infinite memories of Xie Fengliu.
The fragrance disappears and the jade dies, and it ends with hatred.
Tang Chan was worried because she could not comprehend the "Four Swords of Time" on her own. She had hoped to fight against Taihuang Shen Tianjue for nearly a year but felt powerless. She had seen the assessment of Bo Tianyou and the others, and she knew it, but this was different from
The number in the head master's mind was exactly the opposite. After hearing that two places had been added to the competition yesterday, she saw the head master's back that was bent due to old age suddenly straightened up!
"Alas." Tang Chan couldn't help but frowned and sighed, then he forgot to say hello and took the lead in making a move. It was the famous move of Liqing Villa - Qiantang Misty Rain!
Wei Bufu, with his white hair coiled up, stamped his right foot when he saw this, and said to himself: Hey! Why are you showing me how to press the bottom of the box?
The mist and rain in Qiantang were hazy, and everyone watching upstairs held their breath and watched countless beautiful figures separated from the "original deity", attacking Yinqi from different directions, but many people couldn't see through it. The "original deity" stood still, but most of the time
It's an afterimage.
"If you want to strike, you will go without hesitation. I hate you for a long time, and you will be silent for a long time." Tang Chan handed out countless moves with his swords, but all the moves were false. The short sword and the soft sword did not strike each other from beginning to end. There was only the sound of breaking wind, like time passing by. The so-called "
"The years are silent", perhaps it is here.
Bang!
"ah!"
In the sound of surprise, Yinqi leaned over to pick up the soft sword that fell off the table, and said to the astonished little girl: "It's an eye-opener. You know, knocking the soft sword out of my hand is almost equivalent to defeating two people."
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"Fuck me, you openly despise me!" Yuan Qi's face was full of stench.