Nearly two months have passed since Xuanyuan Qinghuan's battle in Tokyo, although the number one killer in the killer world was finally captured, but since returning to the God of War Palace, he has never been abused, and the injuries on his body have basically healed, but her weekday meals are mixed with some drugs that are personally equipped by the poison king Aquarius and suppress her combat effectiveness.

This drug is considered a poison, but the harm to the body is not serious, and the amount is very light, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's daily metabolism is enough to volatilize those drugs, so these drugs, Xuanyuan Qinghuan has been eating them these days, until Lin Xuanyuan brought Xuanyuan Longyin back.

Xuanyuan Longyin was able to come to Kyushu City alone for Xuanyuan Qinghuan, and even went to fight with Adolf, just to make a deal with Lin Xuanyuan, needless to say the relationship between the master and apprentice, so on the night that Lin Xuanyuan brought back Xuanyuan Longyin, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's meals had become very clean and did not bring any medicine.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's combat effectiveness quickly recovered within a day.

And at this moment, Lin Xuanyuan, who was in great need of high-end combat power, immediately took him with him.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan couldn't resist.

No matter how unwilling she was in her heart, she had to wait for Lin Xuanyuan at this moment, and even fight hard for him.

Because Master is still in the hands of this bastard.

This reason alone is sufficient.

The sword light flashed away, the arc that flickered in the air was natural, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's eyes were cold and cold, and the murderous intent and anger that had been suppressed for many days all broke out, and the sharp sword blade slashed straight down, sharp and domineering!

Everything is turned to ashes.

The beginning is the strongest mastery in the Xuanyuan lineage.

No reservations!

The black-robed Bakker's body suddenly stiffened, and his expression changed drastically.

The fishing fire by the river is extremely fast.

A thick danger that almost penetrated the bone marrow spread to Buckle's whole body in an instant, from head to toe, the surging chill and murderous intent almost made him freeze all over, and his brain was also in a blank state.

The first move is desperate?!

Is this going to be all the same?!

"Tear"

The sword blade roared, and the sword aura was fierce.

Before the sword edge arrived, the domineering sword qi had already directly cut a long hole in the black robe on Baker's body, blood beads splashed out, and the pain of the skin being cut made Bakr suddenly wake up.

Flash, a thousand shots!

Everything takes less than a second.

Bakkel roared violently, and a strangely shaped weapon instantly protruded from his wide sleeve robe.

It's not a sword, and it's not a dazzling edge.

Backer's weapon was very short compared to the fishing fire by the river, sixty or seventy centimeters, and the whole was tinged with a strange copper color, and the front end of the weapon was a four-finger clenched fist, of which the index finger was ahead, which was the sharpest part of the whole weapon.

So it is said that this is a weapon to kill the enemy, but it is better to say that this is a scepter that symbolizes status!

With a roar, Bakr raised the scepter above his head.

"When !!"

The fierce sparks were clearly reflected in the pupils of Bakker and Xuanyuan Qinghuan.

The two weapons collided violently, and the loud explosion was clearly audible.

The tiger's mouths of the two of them all cracked for the first time, blood splashed, and Xuanyuan Qinghuan, who jumped up in the air and borrowed his strength, had not yet landed, and the whole person had already flown out directly backwards in this collision.

"Poof!"

A large mouthful of thick blood spurted directly from Bakker's mouth, and he was pressed in place by the riverside fishing fire, and he knelt directly on one knee, his body shaking violently.

Intentionally or unintentionally.

An unexpected sword.

Although Xuanyuan Qinghuan's expression was also as white as paper, the price paid was obviously much smaller than that of Bakel.

"Slut!"

Bakr raised his head suddenly, the intense pain spread rapidly throughout his body, his voice was as soft as a woman's black-robed face, but there was an indescribable hideousness and fierceness in his voice.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan didn't say a word.

Rushed!

Fishing fires were raised by the river.

The sword light flickered, and it never stopped.

Bakir sneered, stood up straight, and greeted him without flinching.

The scepter in his hand hung low, the four fingers clenched into his fist, the index finger of his predecessor slashed slightly on the ground, and the hard concrete pavement instantly cut a big opening, and the next moment, his body had appeared in front of Xuanyuan Qinghuan, and the scepter was raised flat, directly stabbing Xuanyuan Qinghuan's heart!

"Dang!"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body did not pause for the slightest, and the long sword in his hand smashed down without hesitation, and the blade of the sword slammed into the scepter.

Buckle's arm shook suddenly, and the scepter in his hand that seemed to be about to be pressed down subconsciously lifted upward.

The long sword was provoked.

At the same time, there was also Xuanyuan Qinghuan.

This woman, who seemed to want to fight with him a moment ago, seemed to have no gravity all over her body at this time, and she was fluttering, and with Buckle's pick, the whole person floated up directly.

How good is this balance and flexibility?

The scepter's fingers were less than a centimeter away from stabbing the opponent's body.

But Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body went straight up, and in Bakker's eyes, what appeared was a pair of feet under Xuanyuan Qinghuan's black robe wearing cloth shoes with a mandarin duck playing in the water.

Small and delicate.

But it's powerful.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's small and delicate feet stepped directly on the scepter in Bakker's hand.

The power is surging.

Bakker, who was still shocked by Xuanyuan Qinghuan's extraordinary balance and flexibility a second ago, suddenly leaned forward with his upper body under the huge force.

The arm holding the scepter leans downward.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's delicate feet strengthened again, and she stomped on the scepter that was slanting downward, her perfect body balance made her not shake at all, and the whole person floated upward again with this force.

Forward kick!

People are in the air.

One foot forward.

A simple forward kick saves all the complicated movements, fast, furious, simple, and ruthless.

A kick straight into Bakker's face.

Energetic.

Baker's black robe covering his head whirred, if this kick was solid, even if Xuanyuan Qinghuan's strength was still a little short of the limit of the human body, it would be enough to kick his head!

"Bastard!"

Bakkel was furious, scolded angrily, and raised his hands suddenly.

At this moment, Bakker's hands were still light, his movements were fast, but his fingers made several delicate movements, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled off the soles of Xuanyuan Qinghuan's feet that were about to kick his face.

This is

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's pupils instantly contracted to the extreme, and his expression was shocked.

"Whew!"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan fell, her eyes were fixed on Bakker's fingers, but her body had already reacted reflexively, one foot was stripped away, and the other foot was thrown over out of body instinct.

The howling wind swept back at Buckle's face in black robes.

Buckle's fingers were instantly retracted, and his hands were crossed directly in front of his face.

"Smack!"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's one foot slammed into Bakker's hands in front of his face.

Meanwhile.

Backer's fingers moved.

It was still a delicate action that people couldn't believe, and a few fingers flipped flexibly, instantly entangled Xuanyuan Qinghuan's naked feet.

Fingers are like locks.

It seemed that Xuanyuan Qinghuan's feet were locked all at once.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan, whose expression changed drastically, didn't have time to struggle at all, Bakr had already laughed, directly shook Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body, and smashed it out.

"Brush!"

In a hurry, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's instinctive long sword waved, and the riverside fishing fire brought up a snowy shoulder and slashed across Bakker's shoulder.

In the blood splash, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body was smashed to the ground, and he scratched seven or eight meters on the asphalt road before stopping.

"Ahem"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan coughed violently, her body trembled, a large mouthful of blood gushed out of the corners of her mouth, the black robe had been shattered in the violent friction with the ground, her snow-white arms and slender perfect thighs were directly exposed to the air, and red blood beads continued to slide down with the snow-white skin.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's expression was cold, and he stood up straight with the sword in one hand holding the ground, but in his mind, he still remembered a few delicate movements of Bakker at that moment just now.

"Finger wrapping?!"

She spoke softly and stared at Bakkel, "Who the hell are you?!"

"I'm Backer. Beautiful lady, I'll be your man soon. ”

Bakr laughed evilly, although the woman opposite was not Ye Liuli, but a woman who was no worse than Ye Liuli, and that was enough.

Bakker?

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's brows furrowed tightly, silently reciting this obvious foreign name, as if he was a little puzzled.

Yuheng's peerless learning, finger twisting and softness, how could it appear in a foreigner?!

Could it be that the group of old guys who are seriously avoiding the world have also begun to recruit disciples from abroad?

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's thoughts surfaced one after another, and the sharp pain spread all over her body, but it made her mind more and more clear.

Yuheng is in a vein, and the fingers are soft.

Finger wrapping.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's eyes were in a trance, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Bakker's fingers.

Buckle's fingers were white and slender, and at this moment, he was raising his hand, and two white fingers gently wiped the wound on his shoulder, red blood and white fingers formed a brightly colored conflict in the darkness.

Baker looked at Xuanyuan Qinghuan, grinning toothily, with a bright smile, but there was an almost perverted tyranny in his eyes: "Are you very interested in finger wrapping? I can teach you, as long as you are my woman, how about it?"

"Dreaming!"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's tone was cold, and when he saw that the other party's gaze stayed on his bare shoulders and thighs, he frowned slightly, and subconsciously measured his body.

Just a moment when she turned sideways.

Buckl, who seemed to want to stop and chat with Xuanyuan Qinghuan, suddenly rushed up.

The body is like the wind.

Momentum like a tiger.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan only felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and Bakr had already come to him.

Rush on!

With a flick of the scepter in his hand, it slashed directly at her abdomen.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body leaned back sharply, his upper body was almost on the ground, and after just avoiding the scepter's attack trajectory, he supported the ground with one foot, but the other leg suddenly rose and smashed into Bakker.

Buckle's body was avoided, and Xuanyuan Qinghuan's other leg had been thrown over again.

Staggered legs.

Spinning like the wind!

Hurricane legs!

This kind of mastery that has not been recorded in the pinnacle method, Lin Xuanyuan will, Xuanyuan Qinghuan will naturally also.

And because of the almost perfect balance and flexibility of her body, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's hurricane legs, the angle of attack is even more tricky.

In front of Bakker, the shadow of the legs in the sky smashed down his head and face, and the offensive was furious!

Forward kicks, side kicks, sweeps, vertical splits!

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body kept borrowing strength, moving forward, and attacking with his legs staggered, and his speed became faster and faster.

On the ground, the concrete floor cracked as the two of them advanced and retreated, and countless stones flew in all directions.

Even Bakker couldn't find the space to counterattack for a while, so he could only protect the vital point and retreat in embarrassment.

He's waiting.

Waiting for Xuanyuan Qinghuan to reveal his flaws.

This woman's strength is now beyond his imagination, and this is definitely a fierce opponent.

It is difficult to distinguish between up and down, and it is even more difficult to distinguish between life and death.

Ten meters.

Fifteen meters.

Twenty meters.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan has been attacking, without the slightest decline, but becoming more and more crazy.

Buckle gritted his teeth suddenly, and his body slammed.

"Bang!"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's left foot swept and swept directly towards his neck.

In his hurry, Bakker reached out to block with all his might, but his body still staggered to the side.

Golden opportunity!

Xuanyuan Qinghuan and Bakker had the same thought in their hearts almost at the same time.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan attacked.

Charge.

The explosive power of the whole body melts into one leg.

Forward kick!

And Baker also instantly found an emptiness in Xuanyuan Qinghuan's short accumulation.

Finger wrapping!

The two pairs of delicate palms instantly attached Xuanyuan Qinghuan's small retreat.

Fingers flick gently.

Pull and pull.

Wrap your fingers around soft, overcome rigidity with softness, and dial thousands of pounds in four or two.

There are only two ways to crack this deeper ingenuity that has evolved from Tai Chi.

Clever to break ingenuity.

Break the trick with strength.

For the finger wrapping, I just heard that Xuanyuan Qinghuan, who had never seen it before, naturally couldn't do it with skill.

Breaking the trick with force?

Strength is something that Xuanyuan Qinghuan is relatively lacking.

Bakker's fingers quickly pulled, grabbed Xuanyuan Qinghuan's bare feet, and threw her out again.

This time, Baker showed no mercy, and at the moment when Xuanyuan Qinghuan was just thrown out, he also began to charge.

The scepter is raised.

Straight stabbed Xuanyuan Qinghuan's waist.

An acupuncture point that is not fatal, but it is enough to completely incapacitate her combat effectiveness.

One-step.

Hasten!

Buckle's speed had just started, but it suddenly darkened in front of him.

In sight, a red robe was also thrown over, directly facing the scepter in Bakker's hand.

Bakker's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly withdrew the scepter, but he didn't have time to react otherwise, and watched the red robe smash on him.

Adelaide!

Buckle held on to the red robe with an annoyed expression, and staggered back five or six meters before completely removing the powerful force on Adelaide's body.

He looked up suddenly.

In sight.

Dressed in a white suit and wearing a golden mask, the God of War King walked over with a long sword on his back, step by step, unusually calmly.

The killing spirit is monstrous.