The sweeping monk looked at Song Yichen and sighed, "You're still here!"

"How can I not come when I am entrusted by the three of them? It's just to my surprise that when did you and Murong Bo meet. Fire?Ran?Text?? ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?．?” Song Yichen asked.

"Ah rice tofu, when is the time for retribution!" said the sweeping monk.

"Are you starting to talk about the Dharma now?Why didn't you think of it when you hurt your own apprentice?" Song Yichen smiled disdainfully, he and the sweeping monk are in the middle of each other, and the ideological realm may still be higher than the other party, but after all, the other party is old, cherishes the body, and has already cowardly.

"Ami tofu. The sweeping monk announced a Buddha name.

Song Yichen said to Xiao Feng's father and son: "Big brother and uncle, I'll deal with him, and you help me drag the others." ”

"Don't worry. Xiao Feng didn't expect the other party to be a master, but looking at Song Yichen's attention to it, he knew that it must be troublesome.

Song Yichen injected the internal force into the Dao Cadre, and the sword body suddenly emitted a dazzling green light, and the green sword qi was entwined around the cadre's sword body, and everyone was amazed that there was such a sword in the world.

"Good sword, but you can't use it to its full strength yet. The sweeping monk also had to admire.

"Indeed, the sword is a famous sword, and if Mo Ye is also there, it will be even more powerful. After speaking, Song Yichen moved sideways to the sweeping monk, and stabbed the sweeping monk in the chest with all his strength. This is Song Yichen's own sword way, the way of simplicity. After the Dugu Nine Swords reached perfection, Song Yichen needed to find his own sword path, and the sword mirror with tricks had reached its peak, and even further there was no move. The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and Song Yichen's kendo is to use the simplest swordsmanship to defeat the opponent with the fastest speed.

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and clamped Song Yichen's sword, so that he could not move an inch. Except for Murong Bo, no one expected that the two sides would have such strength, Song Yichen's sword speed just now was too fast, and everyone present thought that even if they could react, they could only dodge, and they couldn't catch it with both hands like a sweeping monk, these were already two masters who surpassed everyone too much. As the two competed for internal strength, the wind in the library pavilion was strong, and the clothes of both of them were agitated, and as the two competed for internal strength, their legs sank into the floor.

Seeing that Song Yichen was so brave at this moment, and the two sides were in a hostile camp, he wanted to sneak attack Song Yichen, but Xiao Feng would definitely not give him such an opportunity, and he shouted to Gu Mozhi with regret. However, Murong Bo is full of confidence in the sweeping monk, and letting the sweeping monk display his strength is also in his calculations, so that the plan can be implemented.

Of course, Gu Mozhi knew how powerful Xiao Feng was, and when he saw him descending the dragon eighteen palms and calling by himself, he hurriedly turned around to block it. Bang bang

Murong Fu also wanted to sneak attack Song Yichen, but was blocked by Murong Bo, joking, if Song Yichen died, the negotiation would be completely jumped, and the other party dared to come like this, who said that there was no hole card!?

Song Yichen and the sweeping monk both have the Northern Spiritual Skills, and the internal strength cultivation of the two is about the same, neither of them dares to take the initiative to absorb the other. Just now, the sweeping monk took Song Yichen's sword and first used Gang Qi to ease the speed of his sword, and then clamped the sword with both hands, and used Douzhuan Xingyi to transfer the sword qi. It looks like an understatement, but it's actually quite thrilling.

"I still have a hand!" Song Yichen finished speaking, and then used the Tianshan Liuyang Palm to call the sweeping monk, no one expected that he could use two hearts, his right hand was still holding a sword to compete with the other party's internal strength, and his left hand could only use exquisite palm techniques. The sweeping monk's hands need to bind the sword body, and he can only use his qi to block the attack of the Tianshan Six Yang Palms. Although Gang Qi is easy to use and has amazing defense, it consumes a lot of internal power!

Song Yichen's Tianshan Six Yang Palms kept hitting the sweeping monk's Gang Qi as if they didn't consume internal force, forcing him to keep maintaining the Gang Qi.

Xiao Yuanshan saw that the fight between the two was extremely dangerous, and then looked at the Murong father and son on the side, although he didn't know what the relationship between these people was, but he also knew that Song Yichen's battle was very important, if he lost, I was afraid that the three of them would have to stay here, so he hurriedly supported him on the side to prevent Murong father and son from sneaking attack.

"Donor give up, none of us can help anyone, there is only a lose-lose situation in this way, as long as you agree to our conditions, Bo'er and I will judge ourselves at the moment. The sweeper said.

"Is it?, will it definitely consume internal strength?" Song Yichen sneered evilly,

Seeing Song Yichen conjure up a magical stick with his bare hands, Murong Fu looked at Song Yichen in horror, he never forgot the scene of Song Yichen showing his might on the Vulture Palace that day! Although this stick was different from the last time, it seemed to be more powerful.

"Stop!" His son's reaction was already a clattering sound, and Murong Bo also thought that this might be the legendary weapon, although he could see that the "hidden weapons" were blocked from the qi wall, but he was also very worried!

Song Yichen was secretly surprised when he saw that the opponent's qi wall could block all the bullets, at their level, the effect of the thermal weapon was really not as big as he imagined, he regretted it a little, why didn't he buy armor-piercing bullets? Now it's too late, but he can clearly feel that the opponent's internal force is consumed quickly, much faster than himself, and the hands holding the cadres have already loosened.

Fortunately, at this moment, Murong Fu was frightened, stunned, and sluggish as soon as he saw Gatlin, otherwise Song Yichen's plan would not be so easy. As time passed, the ground was already full of bullets, and blood flowed from the corners of the sweeping monk's mouth, obviously using Gang Qi to block the attack, and it was not without any harm to himself. Song Yichen saw that it was almost there, so he put Gatling into the jade, held the sword in both hands, and his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air.

"Fu'er, go help your grandfather. Murong Bo saw that Song Yichen had gained an advantage, and he panicked, and immediately called Murong Fu, who was stunned on the side, to come forward to help. Murong Fu woke up like a dream when he heard Murong Bo's call, suppressed the jealousy of Gatling in his heart, and attacked Song Yichen, but he didn't want Xiao Feng and Gu Mozhi's battlefield to be moved to the vicinity long ago, seeing that Murong Fu was going to sneak attack his second brother, a big demon fist pulled Murong Fu into his own battlefield, Murong Fu couldn't, without Xiao Feng to contain it, he couldn't drag himself.

The bigger Xiao Feng is, the more courageous he is, the physique of the god of war is incisive, and he can fight with ease in the face of the two masters, and even grasp the initiative in the battle.