The so-called swordsman was born to kill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info life has been in a hurry for decades, and I have tried to see the world with a sword. Turning the sun and the moon upside down, the sword swept away the good and evil. Qingfeng's three-foot boy is crazy, and he dares to pull out his sword and revenge.

Tang Meng carefully looked at the sword in his hand, it was an ordinary peachwood sword, he stroked the sword, the sword had no cumbersome lines, but the sword body looked scorched black in some places due to the erosion of time, but there was a fragrant smell of peach blossoms blooming for the first time. It is said that it is beautiful in an instant, but this sword retains this taste, which is very strange. It's not sharp, but it's a bit out of place.

On the other hand, the giant sword in Yang Haicheng's hand is very strange. The sword was as white as jade, but its shape made people feel weird, even frightened. His sword resembles a human vertebrae, and the details are terrifying, and when you count them carefully, they are exactly the same as the number of human vertebrae, 26 knots. Only the head of the sword is in a sharp shape, but it is also the coccyx part that imitates the spine, and the tall sword body is close to two meters, making Yang Haicheng look extremely hideous.

Li Xingyue, who had a cold face, ignored these, and instead walked to Zhang Wenwen, who revealed the true body of the demon clan. Suddenly smiled and asked, "Is it you this time?" the princess of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Clan!"

"Oh, it turns out that the president didn't bother me, but went to investigate my identity? Zhang Wenwen said, brushing her bangs wet from the rain, and looked at Li Xingyue with charming eyes with apricot eyes.

"Heh, the descendants of the Tu Shan clan are still recorded in the fairy world. Li Xingyue still maintained a polite smile and said, but this smile was very cold, like an iceberg.

"Heh, the fairy world still recognizes us as a nine-tailed clan? Zhang Wenwen also put away her smile and competed coldly.

And at this moment, Tang Meng put all his attention on the opponent, and the person in front of him began to laugh arrogantly, laughing so much that tears came out, looking a little crazy. Until the end, Yang Haicheng no longer had the strength to laugh, and he slowly pointed at Tang Meng with the huge and hideous bone sword.

Swordsmanship has been divided into routines since ancient times, sparring and even actual combat. Tang Meng used to learn the nameless sword technique with Lao Dao, but he was often able to practice with Lao Dao, but he still had a bad time if he wanted to fight.

In Tang Meng's eyes, the unpredictable pace of the old way is difficult for him to keep up, if the sword contestant does not even have half of the enemy's footwork speed, then the enemy is already inherently invincible. And Lao Dao's sword is like thunder, and he moves like a dragon, and he has no time to resist, so he can only practice with Lao Dao.

There are too few opportunities for real practice, after all, fencing competitions are too entertaining to force yourself to show your real strength. The previous Zou Jie's use of the unity in reality was an eye-opener for Tang Meng.

"Let's go to war!" Yang Haicheng's voice was indescribably gloomy.

Tang Meng put away his thoughts and stared at Yang Haicheng with sharp eyes, especially the pace. He found that Yang Haicheng was different from before, his footwork was steady, but it was also a little weird, and the pacing of three steps to the left and two steps to the right made him get closer and closer to Tang Meng's left.

"Are you going to attack the left?"

Tang Meng just flashed this thought. Yang Haicheng shouted violently, holding the bone sword in his right hand, and then leaned forward, kicked his feet on the ground with his feet, and moved forward with the impact force, but he was forced in front of Tang Meng in an instant. The bone sword in his hand was raised high, and it was actually slashed towards Tang Meng from above.

Tang Meng calmly took a step back, avoiding the edge of this blow, and the bone-like sword body was actually a little sharp as it broke through the air and made a tearing sound!

There will be a brief pause of exhaustion after slashing with the giant sword, which is the time for Tang Meng to fight back. However, when Yang Haicheng saw that Tang Meng had dodged this blow, his eyes flashed. Immediately, the momentum was unforgiving, the sword momentum was so cold, and the face that had just been cut off turned upwards as if it were against common sense.

This made Tang Meng have to step back again, and at the same time secretly vigilant, this sword seems to be a long giant sword, but the weight doesn't seem to be much, but the sharpness is still high. This made Tang Meng dare not resist with Li Xingyue's extremely fragile peachwood sword.

Yang Haicheng received the sword in his hand to his chest, and his foot exerted another force, and then aimed at the sword like lightning, aiming directly at Tang Meng's heart, as if he had used all his strength, and the killing intent was undisguised!

This set of movements was amazingly fast, and just when Tang Meng wanted to retreat and wait for him to defeat the enemy with a sword after exhausting his strength, he found that behind it was actually a sandbag used by the kendo club for training.

"No wonder he started with a strange pace, it turned out that he was adjusting my position, just to seal my retreat point?" Tang Meng had to secretly admire.

This Yang Haicheng has such a fighting talent in just a few days, but every step of the way is to put Tang Meng to death! If he hides left and right, it will be too late, and he will definitely be stabbed in the shoulder. In the flash of light, Tang Meng had no choice but to raise his sword to meet the sharp part of the bone sword, this vicious stabbing blow.

Yang Haicheng couldn't hide the hideous smile on his face, and with a deliberate blow, he dealt a hasty response to that person and the rotten sword in his hand, and the result was obvious.

In an instant, Tang Meng held his breath and blocked with all his strength, and poured the true qi of his whole body into the peachwood sword, strengthening its tenacity so as not to be broken by the sword body.

The sound of the "bell" echoing in the empty kendo club. Tang Meng was surprised to find that Yang Haicheng, who was bounced two meters away, and then he looked down at the body of the peachwood sword, which actually emitted a faint white light, and it was amazing.

"You bastard dare to play tricks, what kind of sword is that?" Yang Haicheng stood up and roared, "I don't accept it, I don't accept it." ”

Li Xingyue, who was standing in the distance, saw Tang Meng's questioning eyes, but pretended not to see it.

Zhang Wenwen on the side laughed and said: "The famous sword Xuanqing of the Taoist family is willing to lend it to him? ”

Li Xingyue's body shook slightly, and then counterattacked: "Hmph, I lent him the sword because I felt an ominous aura." And you should have felt it too, so you just desperately exposed the true body of the Nine-Tails, right?"

"yes, I just like it, such a strong man is worthy of me. Zhang Wenwen said, her eyes bewitching and throwing a wink at Tang Meng.

"You! Li Xingyue said, and then motioned Tang Meng with his eyes to turn his head over.

At this moment, Yang Haicheng was still roaring: "Why do you have to be better than me, why can you easily get what I can't get?

Tang Meng frowned, who did Yang Haicheng want to summon? No matter who it was, this person must have something to do with him changing so much!

Suddenly, Tang Meng felt a disgusting familiar aura, accompanied by death and decay, a man who hid his whole body in a black robe slowly walked into the door of this kendo club, his background was the dark sky and endless raindrops.

He, or rather, slowly took off its mask, as if it were a taboo, because at this moment the sky could no longer hide the wrath of thunder and lightning, and with a "click", a thunderbolt slashed down, illuminating it, making its white and terrifying skull look like death had descended!

Li Xingyue and Zhang Wenwen glanced at each other, and asked in unison in surprise: "Are you?"

And Tang Meng just looked at it coldly, the sword in his hand still clenched.

It wanted to introduce itself in a gloomy voice: "When we first met, I was 。。。。。。 ”

"You are one of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell, Original Sin Greed!" Liz interrupted the skull's words.

Lis, who was supposed to be the housekeeper, appeared out of thin air and slowly descended beside Tang Meng with the holy light, six pairs of white wings waving in the wind, while her beautiful green eyes stared at the skull with disgust.

"You, with six wings, are you the archangel? God, what an astonishment, Lord Satan. It looked around at everyone around and exclaimed, "There are immortals, demons, and gods here, count me, hey, hey, hey, it's all together!"

The air became humid, the cold wind was blowing, Tang Meng looked around, and found that as it said, the legendary gods, demons, gods, and demons had gathered。。。。。。