Chapter 834: Soft Sword

It can be seen that the material of this soft sword is not ordinary, and in the flickering cold light, white flowers seem to bloom in front of him, which is the sword light. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at such beautiful and gorgeous flowers, but they are extremely dangerous, if they are stained by this petal, they will either die or be injured.

The soft sword is long, but the silver moon dagger is short, and the fight between the two really should be an inch long, an inch strong, an inch short, an inch dangerous.

The moves of the man in black are fierce and domineering, and Yan Qingrui's moves are light and tricky.

The black-clothed manpower is heavy, but the soft sword is a light weapon, and it is rare for him to use it, which is not only domineering and fierce, but also flexible. is obviously a domineering and ferocious move, and he made it open and close, and it was powerful.

In comparison, Yan Qingrui is much lighter and smaller, however, no matter how violent and ferocious the moves of the man in black are, Yan Qingrui can always find a safe place in the storm, often avoiding his moves in the middle of the storm, and he can return two moves when he has time.

No matter how the man in black used his violent moves to suppress it, Yan Qingrui seemed to be suppressed, but the few silver rays of light that happened seemed to be about to pierce the sky.

The short silver moon dagger, as if it had grown on her wrist, was used by her to block, sharpen, connect, stab, wipe, sweep, and point......

As long as he makes a move, he will inevitably force the man in black to return for self-protection.

The two of them are fighting faster and faster, the more they fight, the more dangerous they are, the cold light is shining, the cold air is cold, in such a sword curtain light network, cold and cold, both of them are fighting with the spirit of twelve points, and the masters are fighting, and there is no room for the slightest carelessness.

For a while, although there were only two people fighting by the river, there was a trend of wind and thunder.

On the other side of the river, in the shade of the green trees on the top of the small hill, a stone platform, on the stone platform is placed a chessboard, two people are sitting and playing against each other, the white man holding the white son is the middle-aged scribe who has appeared in the Dragon Yin Pavilion, the white clothes holding the black son are floating, the bald head is shining, and the smile is meaningful.

The scribe fell, glanced at the opposite side, and said, "If you continue to fight like this, you won't be able to get results with two hundred moves!"

Xuyun blinked his eyes and said: "You are not young anymore, but your patience is getting less and less, don't say two hundred moves, what about two thousand moves? They fight with them, we play our chess, what are you doing here?"

The scribe rolled his eyes and said with great dissatisfaction: "It affects my mood to play chess!"

Xuyun said: "You don't have to watch it!"

The scribe snorted: "If I hadn't been cheated by you last time, how could I lose in chess? If I hadn't lost, my Liuren Xuanli wine, which is only one drop a year, would have been exported to a glass at once." What does that girl have to do with you, and you're going to trick such a nice thing from me into giving her?"

Xuyun fell, smiled, shook his head and said, "She has nothing to do with me, she has more to do with you!"

The scribe said, "What do you say?"

Xuyun smiled: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked!"

Scribe: "......"

Xuyun said: "If you don't feel at ease playing chess, don't complain about the poor monk if you lose for a while!"

The scribe scoffed: "Poor monk, are you afraid that you are the richest monk in the world?"

Xuyun stretched out a finger and shook it, and said: "Neither is it, there is nothing, nothing is nothing, gold and silver are like dung, money and wealth are external things, life does not bring, death does not take away, monk I have nothing but this monk's robe!"

The scribe said, "Give me all your dung and everything outside of you!"