In a moment of life and death, strange changes are born. Without any warning at all, the half-strange man suddenly felt the iron crutch sink, as if a thousand boulders had weighed down. The sword road is castrated, and the time difference is a millimeter, and it is a thousand miles away.

"Snort~" There was a soft sound, and the iron crutch tightly rubbed the left flank of the water dragon and stabbed deeply into the wall.

The walls are made of huge stones and coated with lime mixed with glutinous rice juice and egg whites. It can be described as extremely strong, even if you use a large iron spine to smash and chisel hard, you may not be able to chisel a mark.

But the iron crutch of the half-strange man stabbed down, but it seemed to be stabbing tofu, and it went two feet deep into the wall. If he hadn't stabbed crookedly at the critical moment, Shui Longyin would have to be crutched or pierced on the spot.

Now, although he was lucky enough to escape, the sword qi of half a strange man has already invaded his body and destroyed his internal organs unscrupulously. Shui Longyin had no external injuries on the surface of his body, but with a little luck, it immediately seemed that dozens of small knives were scrambling to cut his internal organs, and the pain made him sweat all over his head, and he couldn't even speak, where did he still have the strength to stand up and fight again?

The half-strange man smirked, shrank his right arm, and withdrew his iron crutch. All that was left was a deep dark hole in the wall. The edge of the pit is extremely smooth, and there is not a single crack in sight. Obviously, the strength of this sword is incomparably rounded and concentrated,

He turned around, stared at Cheng Li, and said gloomily: "It turns out that there are still masters here." I'm blind. However, the thirteen styles of the Heavenly Remnant are not light, and blood will be seen when they come out. Otherwise, it is ominous. Since you have saved someone, then it is up to you to bleed in his place. ”

Cheng Li didn't even raise his head, and said lightly: "I don't like bloodshed." ”

The half-strange man sneered: "That's not up to you!" Slowly lifted the iron crutch and aimed at Cheng Li. A fierce sword intent was like a substance, locking Cheng Li from afar. No matter how much he dodged, he would never be able to dodge the next attack like an appendage.

Cheng Li still didn't even look at this half of the weirdo, he just picked up the wine jug by himself. Glass after glass, it looks like it's very pleasant.

The breathing was suddenly heavy, and the one-eyed eyes of the half-weird man also ignited with rage. Although he is unknown in the rivers and lakes, he is a master of swordsmanship, and he is not under the head of the South China Sea faction at all. In dozens of battles in his life, which opponent dares to turn a blind eye to himself like Cheng Li?

The swordsmanship of the South China Sea School has always been known for its swordsmanship and unpredictability. If this kind of swordsmanship is practiced deeply, it will also have a little impact on the cultivator's own mind.

Therefore, among the rivers and lakes, the disciples of the Nanhai Sect have always been known for their narrow qi and retribution, and there has never been an exception. Half of the weirdos were hit hard, and they became such a person who was not a ghost or a ghost, of course, it became even worse, and he couldn't stand being looked down upon by others.

At this moment, half of the weirdo didn't know how many poisonous oaths he had made, so he had to fry Cheng Li fiercely, so that he could know what it meant to "survive and not die"!

The mustache and the old pedant over there also noticed the change in the mood of the half-weird man. The mustache took the lead in putting down the wine glass and said in a deep voice: "Old Mu, don't fall for the agitation." Centering. ”

The old pedant also shouted slowly: "The last strike, the first strike." ”

The counsel of these two men is indeed a wise saying. But the half-strange man was so angry at this moment, where could he hear it? He screamed, flew into the air, and drew his sword. A dazzling sword light rippled out.

The sword light is brilliant and brilliant, and the beauty is incomprehensible. In an instant, the hall suddenly went dark. Just because in the blink of an eye, there were already an unknown number of lamps and candles, all of which were swept into the sword light, and then twisted into pieces.

The Thirteenth Style of the Heavenly Remnant - Wind and Clouds!

Shui Long Yin was just watching from the sidelines, and he was almost out of breath because of the pressure of the sword light. He originally thought that the strongest swordsman in the world today was none other than the head of the Seven Great Sword Sects. But at this moment, he realized that he was a frog at the bottom of the well, and his knowledge was ridiculously shallow.

Shui Longyin couldn't imagine what Cheng Li had to do to escape from under this sword?

At the moment of lightning, the iron crutch of half a strange man was less than half a foot away from Cheng Li's heart. But suddenly, another heavy force surged silently.

This force is not a head-on confrontation with the iron crutch, but it is like an invisible hand, flicking it to the side. Although half of the weirdos had been prepared, after all, they only had one arm, and they suffered a loss in strength. Under this blow, his iron crutch immediately involuntarily went crooked again. "Poof~" stabbed into the gambling table beside Cheng Li.

The table is also made of very strong rosewood, and even if an ordinary strong man uses a large knife and axe to cut it, he may not be able to cut a crack in it. Half a strange man easily pierced this rosewood table with a twist, and the sharpness of the sword was indeed terrifying.

However, this terrifying sword should have been used to kill. Now it has only pierced one table...... Such a result is really unsatisfactory, and even a little embarrassing.

Half of the weirdo withdrew his crutche, but he still felt a little incredulous. He stayed for a long time, suddenly shouted, and the iron crutch moved again, and launched a series of fierce attacks on Cheng Li with a violent storm, lightning and thunder.

The sky is broken! The defeated generals are missing! The moon is lacking and the flowers are missing! The moon is like a hook! The exquisite sword moves of the thirteen styles of the sky are like the Yangtze River, which are used endlessly.

The water dragon sitting on the ground next to him couldn't even understand the ins and outs of half of the weirdo's moves, and he only felt dizzy and nauseous in his chest. The look on his face was even redder and whiter for a while, and his eyelids kept jumping endlessly.

By this time, the water dragon had already regretted a hundred and a thousand were annoyed. I knew that the water in the Happy Forest was so deep, and there were no less than the masters of the Seven Great Sects, even if he was given another seventy or eighty guts, he would never dare to come here to make trouble.

But it's hard to buy, I already know. There has never been a regret in the world that medicine can be sold. The only hope for the water dragon is to pray that Cheng Li can rely on such a strange weapon (Ba-lei-te*) to create a glimmer of life.

Cheng Li refused to take out that weapon for a long time, just sat there in a daze, and didn't know what he thought. The water dragon only wanted to choke his neck, urging him to quickly take out Ba Lei-te. Wait any longer, don't say that the daylily will be cold, even the lives of the two of you, I'm afraid it will be cold together.

But it's also strange to say, although Cheng Li sat still, the fierce attack of half a strange man's thunder and lightning shock was either crooked or deviated, always a little worse, and he never really stabbed Cheng Li. At first glance, it doesn't look like fighting the enemy, at most, you're practicing your sword in the air.

Half-weird though only one-eyed, one-eared, one-armed, one-legged. But the brain is still complete. After a round of rapid attacks, he already understood that if he continued like this, he might not be able to hurt Cheng Li's hair if he was exhausted. At the moment, I had no choice but to put away the iron crutch and jump back. Trying to regroup and then figure it out.

The white horse passed through the gap, and in a fleeting moment, Cheng Li suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes! The sharp murderous aura was like a volcanic eruption, surging and overwhelming.

The mustache and the old scholar next to him were suddenly startled, and blurted out: "Old Mu, get out of the way!"

It's too late! It's too late, and then it's fast, and a loud earthquake suddenly erupts in the hall. Where Cheng Li was originally located, a large piece of the floor was shattered. The explosive force that is beyond imagination pushes the body to shoot through the air like a bullet, and in an instant, it has already caught up with half of the weirdos.

Yanagi Erxinliu: One heart to cut!

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I'm going to take my daughter to the hospital for a check-up today, so I don't have time to code, so I can only change it, please forgive me.