The short blade flew with a surging wind, and the male Wuzi blocked the short knife with a wide-backed blade, and his heart was completely in danger of the young master's safety, seeing that the man in sackcloth was defeated and retreated, he had no time to take his life, and the burly figure just moved, and he heard that there was a cold air machine behind him, and the cold wind had reached his back, and the big man was helpless for a while, so he had to turn over to meet the enemy.

The bright silver spear blade mixed with the majestic qi machine split down, the big man had no reservations, in order to kill the enemy or in order to get out, in short, he wanted to get out of the fight between the two people after death, the wide-backed big knife in his hand stood up horizontally in front of him, a sound of gold and iron handover sounded, the big man was shocked in his heart, I don't know if he was too tired after fighting for a long time or how, he faintly felt that the strength of the man in white with the gun was much heavier, and this blow split the cover actually made the palm of the male Wuhan Zi numb, and the strength hit the arms and bones.

This is also a blow, which makes Chen Changge's original flesh and blood blurred The blood of the tiger's mouth is heavier, and the red blood stains stain the salamander moving the mountain on the body of the cold gun, which is strange to say, the more embarrassed Chen Chang singer is to listen to the cold and swing, the more turbulent and ruthless it is, every time the cold spear is raised, the more strong wind is condensed on the gun, listening to the cold and carrying the spring breeze, and the spring breeze is dancing to listen to the cold, the two are like wildfires that erupt in the mountains in early spring, the wind helps the fire to rise and the wind is more and more powerful, and there is more and more blood in the hands.

The fine light in the eyes of the man in white is getting brighter and brighter, the golden light between the forehead is looming, every time the golden light emerges, there are bursts of faint golden light into the eyes, the momentum is majestic and powerful, the spear in his hand is like a whale swallowing the tide and the sound of the electric switch, quite a thousand miles of pleasure, gusts of wind from the feet of the white clothes turned into a dragon and rushed to the bullfight, the thin white clothes hunted in the wind, and the sound of gold and iron handover was endless.

In his mind, the gun momentum passed by the withered man in the Tianmen Pass Commander's Mansion under the moon that night became more and more clear, and the cold gun shadow that was originally galloping and blurred in the moonlight became extremely slow and clear at this moment, as if it was deeply engraved in Chen Changge's mind, and the spear in his hand seemed to have divine help, originally the man in white always deliberately avoided dodging the wide-backed broadsword and did not want to collide with the actual one, but now Chen Chang Singer listened to the cold and looked for the wide-backed broadsword in the man's hand, and the gun was as fierce as a dragon and thunder.

In his memory, the words on the yellowed pages of Xiaoyan's Gun Dictionary seemed to be alive, rising in Chen Changge's mind.

'Movement is like a stretch of the bow, like a thunderbolt, fierce and violent, and the danger is short. ’

'One force will drop ten times, and the ingenuity will break ten thousand. ’

'A little bit of the world came first, and the sun and the moon were long on both shoulders. ’

'Sinking shoulders and elbows are in the hands, the hands are like thunder, and the hands are like fire. ’

'There is leather in the poke, there is a poke in the leather, and the straightness of the force can also be horizontal. ’

'With swallowing and breathing, the body is like a light cloud with the wind, and the arms are like a snake crossing the water. ’

'The three tips take care of each other, the hands are together, the yin and yang are rooted in each other, showing the truth and the truth. ’

'The gun is heavy for the first door, to take off the weight into the soft, the square to the extreme, the art is so far, the ghost is also shocked. ’

The originally obscure ancient scriptures and secrets are extremely clear in Chen Changge's mind at this moment, these words appear in his mind as if out of thin air without thinking about it, like a matter of course, the same is true of the marksmanship left by the withered man that night, Chen Changge is immersed in the artistic conception of the gun, and there is no official road in his eyes, the sun and other scenes, only the long knife in the hand of Tinghan and the man's hand, even though the gap between the ten fingers has been covered with blood, but he doesn't know the pain as if he is in a demon.

At the other end of Tongjin Guandao, the one-eared young man retreated in defeat and retreat, Liu Yuanshan's pace was peculiar, and he pulled the Tuoba Rock dizzily in a few turns, and the long sword that originally had some rules was chaotic at this time, only to wave back and forth, and a cyan shirt was scratched by the red dagger with several blood marks, and the screams were endless.

Xiong Wuhan Zixiong Chi heard the young master's screams and was even more panicked, the big man had been hit by the continuous and more fierce spear, the whole body of spiritual power was poured into the left arm like a long dragon out of the sea to meet the brave spear suddenly popped out, trying to fight to the death, the fan-like big hand of the owner of the invincible bright silver spear, but at this moment the strength of the Han is far from being comparable at the beginning, the left arm of the big man full of spiritual power light suddenly dimmed at the moment of contact with the cold, and it can be clearly seen that the five fingers of the big man's left hand are twisted and deformed, and the gusts of wind go straight to the big man's arm through the hand bones, 。

The pain of ten fingers and bones hit his heart directly, but in an instant, the blue tendons between the foreheads of the big man Xiong Chi burst out, and his face was as white as paper, but even so, he still endured the severe pain and the piercing cold that erupted from the gun, and grabbed the body of the gun in his hand, so that the man in white could not move.

Chen Changge was still immersed in the realm of the artistic conception of the gun, and he couldn't use the fierce shoulder collision before, and there was no reaction in his mind, so he only knew that he wrestled with both hands and dragged the man in his hand to listen to the cold, the fierce light in the big man's eyes burst out, and a beast-like roar resounded through the official road, and the wide-backed broadsword in his right hand swung violently, heading straight for the man in white who seemed to be enchanted.

"Down the ribs, under the ribs of his left hand!"

In front of the narrow valley, a cold woman sitting on horseback screamed with all her might.

In the broken temple for more than a month, the old monk Jirong let Tian Baiyi watch these people being beaten on the side every day, at first a few days Tian Baiyi didn't understand and couldn't see it, but after a long time, the girl's heart rose a little strange feeling, every time I watched a few people fight with the monk master, the seemingly fast and thunderous flashing scene was extremely slow in Tian Baiyi's mind, so slow that it could be seen very real, the girl in Tsing Yi under the tree always muttered to herself when a few people should advance and retreat, when to shoot.

It's a pity that these people have long been beaten by the wine gourd in the old monk's hand and turned to how can they have time to listen to what the woman said, a few of them can't hear it, the old monk Jirong can hear it clearly, sometimes the old monk will deliberately sell a few flaws, Chen Changge and a few people have clumsy eyesight, the authorities can't find it, the old monk asked Tian Baiyi, Tian Baiyi can always say a reason, because of this, the old monk has nothing to do and always scolds these bastard boys for practicing martial arts, which is not as smart as a woman.

Tian Baiyi has been staring at the northern man who appeared with Tuoba Rock, the man is arrogant, but the exercises he practices are also extremely stubborn and foreigner, so he has a strong and strong physique, from the beginning of the hand, the man intentionally or unintentionally protected the left ribs, this man with his left hand is thick and strong five finger muscles and bones are thicker than the right hand, with the left hand to shake the spear twice, but every time the spear is shaken, only Chen Changge is present, no one can sneak attack his left rib, indicating that this man is a left-hander, but the knife in the left hand will expose the weakness flaws, so the right hand is frequently used。

This place is not as dangerous as the broken temple in Xiongzhou, and the sinister hand is extremely sinister, and a careless one is life-threatening, so Tian Baiyi didn't dare to say nonsense, and now Chen Changge didn't know why he seemed to be in a demon, he only knew how to wield a spear, and he completely forgot about the martial arts method he had studied from the old monk Jirong, and the man finally tried his best to resist this time, so he dared to remind him that it was extremely critical.

"Die!"

The burly man from the north roared, his face was as hideous as a beast, listening to what the girl said, it was true, but at this time, the spear in the hand of the young man in white was restricted by himself, and if he didn't give up the gun, he would die, and if he abandoned the gun, he would see through the weakness with his bloody palms, and he couldn't shake his solid foreign work, and the man in white would die in this game.

Tian Baiyi's cold voice pulled Chen Changge, who was immersed in the gun's intent, back, only to feel that his hands were numb, and his ten fingers seemed to have needles in pain, but at this time, the long knife had fallen, and he would die here if he hesitated.

A flash of bright light flashed, the two spears were divided into two, Chen Changge abandoned the spear and held the six-edged plum blossom gun, and the sharp spear in his short hand went straight to the flaw under the man's ribs.

Xiong Chi's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this spear could be split into two when facing the enemy, seeing the sharp spear rushing forward, he hurriedly retreated and wanted to distance himself from the man in white, but the distance between the two was too close, so he pulled his body, and the six-sided plum blossom spear still slashed the left side of the big man's waist and abdomen, leaving a bright red wound more than three inches long on the big man's majestic body.

Chen Changge's mental and spiritual power was consumed too much, and he almost collapsed to the ground in front of his short body, but he still stood up with difficulty, raised the gun in his hand, and confronted Xiongwuzi with a pair of tired and godless eyes.

At that moment, blood gushed out, the big man seemed to be deflated, and his majestic figure was a little more slumped, and the pain of Xiong Chi's broken bones in his left hand was even worse, and the half of the hand held by Xiong Chi fell to the ground, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the man in white, the man in the north turned pale and covered the wound with his injured hand, and his body strode back, walked to the side of Tuoba Yan, who was covered in injuries, forced Liu Yuanshan away with a long knife, pulled Tuoba Yan and galloped away, a whistle sounded, and two northern military horses galloped from afar, carrying the two and disappeared.

Chen Changge saw that the two of them were gone, and he couldn't hold on anymore, his eyes were dark, and he retreated from the mysterious artistic conception of the Heavenly Dao, and staggered to the ground, Tian Baiyi rode over and saw that the young man in white was still breathing, so he could put his mind at ease, not far away, Liu Yuanshan, who was covered in blood, came to Tian Baiyi's side with an even more embarrassed Han Yuanhu, and simply, the lives of these two people were fine.

In the middle of the golden sun at noon, two northland horses disappeared at the end of the official road.

"This girl, it's kind of interesting. ”

The Yin Rakshasa on the peaks looked at the direction in which the people disappeared and muttered to himself, stretched out his hand, a burst of black mist erupted, and the gloomy figure disappeared into the peaks, and the black crow fluttered its wings and flew up and disappeared into the vast sky.

Everyone knows that Yin Rakshasa regards beauty as dung, and Shen Anzhi's mind in this life is completely focused on killing the withered swordsman Zhang Wuhui, but today's outstanding eyesight of this cold girl is quite interesting, this girl is not a person who practices martial arts, but she has such eyesight, which is really rare.

The one who is there is the man in black who insults the prestige of the yang man, just praised this kid for his ingenuity and knows that he will give up the strong to take the weak, this kid will not give a long face, and fighting with such a weak one-eared boy still makes people hurt three swords? Shameful things, shameful things, even if it is embarrassing, this guy is still stubborn and tight, and he is already crumbling at the end of the strong crossbow, but he still refuses to give in, and he fights to protect the cold girl and the two companions who fainted to death.

"Idiot. ”

The hoarse voice of the Yin Rakshasa dissipated indifferently with the cold spring breeze on the Tongjin official road, and the Tongjin official road, which had been noisy for a long time, returned to its original tranquility at this moment, and the spring breeze that had been stirred up by the spear slowly converged, blowing over the corpse of the horse that looked terrible, and the spots of stabbing blood in the mud.

Silence returned.