The snow fell, turning from virtual to real, and fell on the back of the big bird, Jiang Ning's head.

The girl's previous sword-like momentum did not increase but decreased, and in an instant it became as light as a feather, and it became ethereal.

Jiang Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, and his cynical appearance blinked, this trick is not as easy to take as before.

Flying snow is like flying flotsam, as big as goose feathers, and as light as a feather.

Wu Hook is hidden in the snow, hidden but not hairy, but it makes people feel cold and cold.

The corners of Jiang Ning's mouth grinned.

Interesting!

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, there is a knife that is light and ingenious, silent, but the speed is surprisingly fast. A second ago, there was a distance of more than half a bird's back between the two, and in the blink of an eye, a hand knife pierced the hall and entered the room, suddenly back and forth, strangely flashed past his block, and then slanted up from a tricky angle, and the target was Jiang Ning's head!

The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden trees to make flying flowers!

This knife seems to be heavy and light, it seems to be urgent and slow, like flying flotsam, look at it there, really reach out to grab it, but you can't always catch it! Therefore, when Jiang Ning made a block, the girl still had plenty of spare strength to change direction halfway, and then took advantage of the weakness to enter.

It seems to be a knife, but if you calculate it carefully, it should be two knives with one virtual and one real!

Jiang Ning was not surprised, such a light and dexterous knife technique, I wonder if that girl really took the big knife that was taller than a person, and would she be able to use it?

But no matter what, this knife is flying like flying snow, and the heart knife technique that the torture house Hu Yanfeng has in his hand is one soft and one rigid, one slow and one urgent, and one is a burden of merry and five buckets each, but he can't despise the slightest bit of the sword.

There are more than eighteen kinds of weapons in the world, and the sword is the most. The only thing that can wrench your wrist a little is a knife, and it's not without reason. Even among the mundane, there are more knives, after all, the army mostly uses knives, guns and spears as weapons, and the bloody battlefield of thousands of people, the better knife is the protagonist.

But I, Jiang Ning, am no longer mortals, and this is not a battlefield!

Sprouts and knows spring, and leaves know autumn.

The essence of "Inch Swordsmanship" lies in the word 'province', and the key lies in the word 'receiving'.

Gather momentum, gather strength, collect gas, and collect the sword.

Only by retracting and releasing freely can we be at ease, and by retracting and releasing freely, we can save worry and effort.

Jiang Ning's finger sword was collected in the moment before it fell short, but it was enough for him to make another sword, and it happened that he narrowly stopped the girl's hand knife an inch in front of his neck!

This hand knife seemed to be fluttering like a feather falling on the water, but the big bird under its feet suddenly sank, and it fell vertically for a few feet before it could stop the decline. screamed, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the nonsense of the two guys on his back.

The girl was blocked with a knife, took advantage of the volley, flew back to the tail of the big bird, and no longer stepped on the bird's body, and the spirit knife in her body appeared on the bottom of her feet out of thin air, and immediately flashed away. The girl happened to rise in the middle of the lightning, and a beautiful swallow hung upside down in the air.

I only heard her whisper: "Broken branches!".

The hand knife rushed out, from top to bottom, in the wind and snow, with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top of the knife to chop, the snow dance back to the wind!

Jiang Ning made the girl laugh.

The trick just now is like a fluttering 'flying flower' or a soft knife that wants to speak, and the second move immediately changed its face!

The snow is overwhelming!

This knife rolled up the wind and snow, with a devastated grass Xiao killing momentum fell on the head, every foot down, the girl's arm was an extra foot thick snowflakes, and when the knife came to Jiang Ning's face, the girl's whole person was gone, between heaven and earth, on the back of the big bird, except for Su Que who was sitting on the side and watching the play with great interest and the honest young man who was still stepping on the knife, there was only Jiang Ning and a terrifying snow knife falling from the sky!

The night is heavy and the snow is heavy, and the sound of breaking bamboo is heard!

The snow knife was four or five zhang long and one zhang wide. It's not just about breaking bamboo, it's about collapsing the house!

Jiang Ning sighed helplessly: "Women really turn their faces faster than turning books, and even making knives are the same."

He can't let this knife hit a big avalanche on the back of the big bird! Naturally, he can't dodge, so he has to take this knife and 'break the branch'!

At this time, if there is a sword in hand, Jiang Ning can repeat the old trick and use the "Moon Shadow Light Splitting Sword", and the sixteen small swords will move the mountains to a foolish man, and the cow will be dissolved, and it will be divided.

But after all, there was no sword in his hand.

If he uses a finger sword to untie an ox, he is afraid that if the snow knife is not damaged, his finger will be broken first.

"Niang Xipi," Jiang Ning couldn't help but take a sip, "It's really troublesome!".

"However, since you want to be tough, then I will accompany my brother!"

The swordsman has the edge of a swordsman, and the aura within a radius of twenty miles is gathered at the fingertips, and the yuan liquid flows, shaping through the aura in Jiang Ning's body, condensing into a luxurious short sword that is only more than a foot.

Jiang Ning only read the word 'go' lightly, and an inexhaustible torrent of sword qi rose up to the sky!

How many branches can be broken in the snow?

I have thousands of trees here, and there are countless branches, can you break them all?

For a time, on the back of the big bird, there seemed to be a boundless falling tree, and the Yangtze River was rolling!

The big snow knife and the small water sword, one up and down, the blades collided, each exploded, and disappeared behind them with the speed of the big bird.

Like a snowflake, the girl swirled lightly in the air, and once again landed firmly on the back of the big bird.

"Your mental and sword skills are not as good as mine, otherwise I will lose. After fighting for so long, Jiang Ning only defended and did not attack, and the anger in the girl's heart dissipated, but she appreciated this disrespectful guy a little more.

Jiang Ning smiled: "Your void soil is not as good as mine, otherwise I will lose!"

The girl didn't care, but when the guy was still joking about the twenty-mile spirit shadow when she first met, she waved her hand and said: "When did Qingxuan come out with such a genius as you, it was originally only regarded as a mediocre inner door swordsmanship in the middle stream, but in your hands, it made it have a different taste." ”。

The girl's words are not compliments, it is a mountain stone attacking jade, and Jiang Ning has not had the upper hand, but it still benefits her a lot, Jiang Ning is actually right at all, she has learned extremely exquisite knife skills, but she has only penetrated some fur at present, and there is still a long way to go, and Jiang Ning's sword has already made her see a little scenery on the road ahead.

Jiang Ning smiled bitterly and said: "Your vision is right, I made it indeed Qing Xuan's swordsmanship, but I am no longer Qing Xuan's person." ”。

The taciturn and honest young man rarely spoke: "You are the Jiang Ning who is rumored to have only one inch of empty land?"