Chapter Eighty-Seven: Victory and Defeat
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The space of the restaurant is not very spacious, and the chairs and tables placed in it are even more cramped. This is a test for both hands-on parties.
In the midst of the cheers, Zhou Bo took out his sword like lightning, ruthless and ruthless. He made up his mind in his heart that he was desperately going to be punished by Xiao Jihai, and he had to take the opportunity to destroy Liang Qiufeng.
The so-called "destruction" does not mean that it must be killed, but that it is enough to be injured and disabled.
In this Zhongnan City, Zhou Bo is full of confidence, and now the Sword Mansion is not as good as before, and there are many places to rely on the Zhou family, plus he is an outstanding and handsome person with outstanding qualifications, he doesn't believe that Xiao Jihai will tear his face for Liang Qiufeng.
Therefore, as soon as he made a move, it was the "Thunder Sword Technique" that he was proud of in his life, and the lightning was not able to cover his ears, and the sword light shrouded Liang Qiufeng.
"Good!"
Lan Lingling's sister, who was watching the battle at the back, had already clapped her hands and cheered.
Lan Lingling glanced at her and said, "Meimei, let's get out of the way." ”
Not to mention them, Fu Renfu and Zhang Jinxiu, who were watching the battle at this time, automatically walked away, paying attention to the battle situation with different expressions.
Sonorous!
In a few breaths, the sound of fierce blades clashing sounded. But seeing that the two groups of sword light were twisted together, they were dazzled by the fast fight, and in the blink of an eye, they didn't know how many tricks they had missed.
Fu Renfu watched nervously, and soon saw that Zhou Bo had the upper hand, forcing Liang Qiufeng to be a little stretched.
Zhou Bo's swordsmanship is not only fast, but also contains a domineering spirit, like thunder, rushing in, very amazing; on the other hand, Liang Qiufeng's "Thirty-six Swords Chasing the Wind" of the Sword Hall is certainly of a higher level, but it is clearly not fully mastered, and at most it has been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng.
What's more, Fu Renfu saw that Liang Qiufeng's body and sword steps were obviously a little sluggish, which did not match the swordsmanship, and even dragged his feet.
"Hey, Qiu Feng is going to be defeated......"
sighed in his heart, this result may have been expected, but witnessing it happen with his own eyes, after all, it was uncomfortable, he was close to Liang Qiufeng's side.
also believes that Liang Qiufeng is going to lose, as well as Zhang Jinxiu, Lan Lingling, etc. It's just that Zhang Jinxiu looks cold, although she doesn't like Liang Qiufeng, she doesn't like Zhou Bo even more. The discord between Zhang Zhou's two families is well known, and the personal relationship between him and Lan Meimei belongs more to the daughter's family, after all, the Lan family is the Lan family, and many things cannot be generalized.
On the other side, the Lan Lingling sisters were excited.
"Oh, that's not right!"
After looking intently for half a quarter of an hour, Fu Renfu saw the clue, although Liang Qiufeng was at a disadvantage in the situation, but it was like a flat boat in the stormy waves, floating up and down, never destroyed by the wind and waves, and still firmly persevered.
The sword steps were not chaotic, the swordsmanship was as rigorous as ever, and as for the expression, there was no panic at all.
Under the stalemate, there is a faint trend of stalemate, which is really unexpected.
The two swords clashed, and the momentum was vertical and horizontal, stirring, splitting the chairs and tables that they touched, and the movement suddenly became louder.
Unable to take down the other party in a short time, Zhou Bo was a little anxious, he was worried that the news would be leaked and would soon reach Xiao Jihai. Or, when Zhang Jiangshan and others heard the news, it would be difficult for this battle to be fought according to their own wishes.
No, it's a rare opportunity, don't miss it, be sure to kill the killer and solve it quickly!
After making up his mind, Zhou Bo's eyes flashed with viciousness, and his swordsmanship changed suddenly, from wide opening and closing to weird and insidious, and the sword went sideways. At the same time, the left hand is hidden in the sleeve, and only occasionally a little blue shine leaks.
"Opportunity, right now!"
After more than ten more moves, Zhou Bo finally found a flaw in Liang Qiufeng, and his heart was overjoyed, the left hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly poked out, and the two fingers in the middle of the food condensed into a little blue light, and silently pointed at Liang Qiufeng's waist.
Before the fingertips arrived, a wisp of cold aura hit, making people shiver all over, and the true qi of the meridians was frozen for a moment.
"Finger of Yin"!
Zhou Bo used vicious means to collect the unique martial arts of the Yellow Rank that the virgin Yuan Yin had practiced.
When you meet an opponent in chess, it is often a slight change and a mistake in the battle that determines the outcome of the battle.
The true qi in his body was not running smoothly, and Liang Qiufeng's swordsmanship was immediately affected, and more flaws emerged at the same time.
"Fall for me!"
Zhou Bo was unforgiving, and his sword stabbed sharply, and the target was Liang Qiu's sharp ribs.
This sword is extremely smart, firstly, it is not a killer move, and it will not directly take Liang Qiufeng's life, leaving room for it.
However, as long as the sword enters the flesh, it will immediately explode with dark energy, inflicting a heavy blow on Liang Qiufeng, who will lie down for a year and a half, or will not be able to hold the sword for the rest of his life.
"Be careful!"
Fu Renfu looked nervous, and his heart almost jumped to his throat.
In an instant, Liang Qiufeng's body, which seemed to be about to be defeated, was in the process of rapidly leaning back and retreating, the Ling Feng sword in his hand suddenly shook, and he took out the sword with his backhand, and the blade of the sword was like lightning, stabbing Zhou Bo's throat.
Point Sword Pose!
"What?"
Zhou Bo was taken aback, he didn't expect that in such an unfavorable situation, Liang Qiufeng could still use a sword, and this sword was ......
The sword is sensitive, and there is a chill that penetrates into the bones. The speed is even faster, precisely because it is too fast and too powerful, just like Zhou Bo's body is uncontrollable and takes the initiative to send it towards the tip of the opponent's sword.
It's like sending you to death!
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Zhou Bo was shocked, he couldn't take care of anything for a while, between the lightning and flint, he didn't even have time to take care of the image, rolled backwards on the spot, knocked over several tables behind him in a row, and retreated to a few feet away before he could stand firmly, and looked over with palpitations.
Liang Qiufeng stood up, Ling Feng's sword was returned to the sheath, and said indifferently: "Senior Brother Zhou, admit it." ”
"You!"
Zhou Bo's mood was still in the excitement of escaping death, and his voice became shrill and out of tune. He really couldn't understand how Liang Qiufeng used the sword just now, like an antelope hanging on its horns, without a trace. What's even more terrifying is that the other party should have been hindered by the door rules and kept his hand, otherwise, he would probably have died on the spot.
Defeated, he was defeated, he was defeated by a kid who had just learned swords, how could it be?
A strong sense of frustration was like a tidal wave, which made him, who had always been arrogant, lose his soul.
If it is said that in the sword hall, it was an accident to be snatched away by Liang Qiufeng's horizontal knife and snatched "Thirty-six Swords Chasing the Wind", then now, it is equivalent to a slap in the face with a heartbeat, merciless.
After the humiliation, there was a burst of irrepressible fear, afraid of Liang Qiufeng's flying growth speed - once upon a time, the other party was just a small character who could be trampled to death casually. It's only been a short time, but the world has been turned upside down.
"Brother Bo, your throat!"
The spectators who were stunned by the outcome of the victory and defeat were the first to wake up Lan Meimei, who opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhou Bo's throat and screamed.
Zhou Bo stretched out his hand and touched it, it was red, it was blood.
In the previous sword, although he dodged it to the extreme, he was still stabbed in the throat by the blade unconsciously, and bleeding flowed.
At this time, he felt a severe pain in his heart, and all kinds of negative feelings were mixed and congested together, blocking his heart densely and breathlessly. It was dark in front of him, and he fell to the ground and fainted.