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Chapter 209: Controlling the Sword with Qi

"After cleaning up these miscellaneous fish, I will talk to the young master again."

A voice, like a whimpering breeze, faintly reached Zhou Yang's ears. Although he had never seen the woman's face, the voice gave off a strange and intimate feeling.

This feeling is very strange, as if she is the most important person to him, and he is willing to do anything for her, and he is willing to give everything he has, even if it means dedicating his life to her.

This moment of mental swaying made Zhou Yang's heart become more vigilant.

"hehe."

Xiao Longnu also heard the sound, clenched her sword and sneered.

At this time, that white shadow rushed into Fang Guozhen's tribe, and suddenly seven or eight figures appeared in the illusion. Each of them was holding a sword, holding a palm, punching, poking, walking, or flying.

At this moment, it is impossible to tell which one is real and which one is an illusion.

But regardless of whether it was true or false, the next moment these pirates who were attacked were all hit in the vital points at the same time and fell to the ground.

Fang Guozhen saw the soul flying into the sky and ran away.

"Bang!" There was a violent sound, and Fang Guozhen only felt his crossed arms shake, and the forty-four steel rings made in Japan that cost a lot of money on his arms were filled with sparks!

The next moment, there was a bone-chilling pain in my arm.

Fang Guozhen found that the martial arts he had practiced hard for more than ten years was easily broken at this moment. The light sword blade, like a spiritual snake, followed the gap in the steel ring and cut into his arm, instantly breaking his arm.

Tension, the arm suddenly lost control and hung down weakly.

Then, Fang Guozhen realized that he was flying.

The body is so light, as if it has turned into air, without any weight, flying in the air without any worries.

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness began to become heavy.

When his head crossed a seven-eight-meter parabola, fell heavily into the mud, was covered with a thick layer of mud, and turned into a mud ball, his consciousness finally dissipated.

At this time, Bai Ying stood still, and all the real and illusory shadows in the sky became one with her.

The heavy rain was like a curtain, but it could not hide her exquisite figure.

The white dress, soaked by the rain, clung tightly to her beautiful body, becoming somewhat transparent, revealing a touch of pink skin.

She wore a thin veil on her face, which blocked her face, but could not hide her delicate facial features.

A pair of fox eyes glanced at Zhou Yang, who was standing with his arms crossed in the hall, and couldn't help but reveal a trace of desire.

This trace of desire makes her even more charming.

She seems to be refusing to welcome the loving eyes, shy and timid but full of love, which adds a bit of indescribable enchantment to her.

Zhou Yang has excellent eyesight, and when he saw this scene, his heart suddenly swayed.

But in my heart, I became more vigilant, reminding myself: "This woman, she must be lusting after my body, and I will never let her succeed easily!"

The woman didn't know that Zhou Yang had already seen her inadvertently squinting look.

She swallowed secretly.

He tried hard to look away and looked at the remaining members of the Excalibur Villa who were standing there nervously looking at him.

"Ugh~"

There is no harm without comparison. Looking at these crooked melons and cracked dates, the desire in the woman's eyes quickly fades, and the desire to kill is rising.

"Witch!"

The leading senior brother of Shenjian Villa saw the woman walking towards him and felt the undisguised and naked murderous intention of the woman.

He no longer maintained restraint and used his hand to make sword skills.

"Choke!"

There was a sound of sword chanting, and in the sword box behind him, a bronze sword vibrated and unsheathed itself.

The bronze sword floated behind the chief disciple, standing out of thin air. The sword body was forged thousands of times, and the sword patterns that were naturally forged were faintly emitting light at this time, giving people a feeling of being sharp and cutting the skin with a sharp edge.

The remaining two disciples of Shenjian Villa who were not killed by the arc gun behind him were already frightened after experiencing tough battles tonight, and they just wanted to return alive.

If these two people can't get out of their psychological shadow in the future, I'm afraid they will be ruined.

At this time, the two of them felt the soaring sword intent emanating from the chief senior brother of their generation.

Under this soaring sword energy, even the downpour of rain was washed away and could no longer rain on their chief senior brother.

Both of them, with their eyes filled with strong reverence, silently cheered for the Chief Senior Brother in their hearts.

"Controlling the sword with Qi?"

The woman saw the long bronze sword suspended in the air and said with some surprise: "At such a young age, he has already mastered the sword canon of the Excalibur Villa. He is really a swordsman genius."

"So, why don't we each take a step back? I'll take my people and leave. We, Shenjian Villa, and your Yunxiang Pavilion, can't be in conflict with each other."

Chief Senior Brother is still planning to give some advice before talking about it.

There is no shame in a temporary strategic retreat.

"It's a pity that the man who holds the sword is a gentleman's weapon. Your character is destined to make you unable to reach the end of the sword."

The woman heard the sound and glanced out of the corner of her eye to see Zhou Yang walking out of the hall at some point.

The strange thing is that he was wearing a loose moon-white robe, standing there with his hands behind his hands, standing in the pouring rain, but not a drop of rain could fall on him, as if there was a five-element barrier that blocked the world in the rain.

Separated from him.

At this time, he was as handsome as a banished immortal from heaven, peerless and independent, as if he was not in the same world as them.

Zhou Yang's eyes fell on the chief senior brother of Shenjian Villa, and the senior brother was like a light on his back.

The woman in front of him blocked his way, and behind him there was such a big bastard pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. There was a wolf in front of him and a tiger in the back. He had fallen into such a situation inadvertently, which made him feel desperate.

Zhou Yang didn't do anything, he just stood in the rain curtain in front of the main hall, quietly looking at the chief senior brother of Shenjian Villa.

Zhou Yang has not forgotten what he did to Doudou just now.

Today, anyone can leave.

The people from this Shenjian Villa cannot leave.

Seeing that today could not be a good one, the Chief Senior Brother made up his mind and made a sword gesture.

"嘤~"

With a crisp sword cry, the bronze long sword behind him glowed brightly, one turned into three, three turned into nine, and the sword shadows were heavy!

"disease!"

The chief senior brother activated his sword skills, and the shadow of the sword in the air behind him suddenly turned into a torrent, heading towards the woman.

"Buzz!"

The sound is like a chime.

It was the sound made by the bronze sword hitting the silver-white light curtain.

An oval light curtain popped up from the woman's body, blocking the incoming sword light.

At the same time, a white fox figure appeared behind the woman. It was as high as two floors. A pair of fox eyes looked down at the chief who was holding the sword technique with his forehand, and suddenly slapped him on the head!


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