However, it was said that Yan Xun relied on light skills and swordsmanship to oppose Fei Bin, but his internal strength cultivation and fighting experience were not as good as others, but Fei Bin slapped the long sword in his left hand in dozens of moves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hey, hey! Boy, this time, I see what you are fighting with me, I will first break your tendons and tendons, then gouge out your nose and eyes, cut out your tongue, and let you survive and not die. Fei Bin made a move while speaking viciously and coldly.

I saw that Fei Bin's right hand was lucky, and Yan Xun's left hand long sword was deviated by half a point, and the palm of his left hand was slapped on the chest, under this move, only Yan Xun was left with two choices, either to fight with Fei Bin, or to abandon the sword to dodge, these two methods are not what Yan Xun wants, if he abandons the sword, he must not be Fei Bin's opponent, if he is against Fei Bin, with his cultivation in and out of the later stage of the day after tomorrow, I am afraid that he will be directly injured by Fei Bin. In desperation, Yan Xun had no choice but to avoid the important and light, and just as he was about to let go, he abandoned the long sword and retreated, when he saw two cold rays in the corners of his eyes shooting towards Fei Bin's throat.

But Ruthless had already arrived, and seeing that the long sword in Yan Xun's hand was about to be snatched, he hurriedly shot two darts to temporarily repel Fei Bin.

"There are so many nosy people today, one after another." Fei Bin took a step back and took the ruthless dart one by one, "It's just too self-conscious." ”

Saying that, Fei Bin shook the dart in his hand, hit Ruthless from the new, and was ruthlessly picked up with crutches, but Fei Bin himself had already reached the Ruthless side less than three meters away.

"Be careful" Yan Xun shouted, and the long sword waved down to Fei Bin's way, and at this time, Ruthless also reacted, holding crutches, and stood with Fei Bin and Yan Xun. But alas, Yan Xun has already lost a sword, and ruthlessness is not good at light skills, and the two of them were fiercely suppressed by Fei Bin with the Great Chongyang Palm Technique, and they completely fell into disadvantage.

"Two, I'm here to help you!" At this time, Ling Hu Chong also recovered some strength a little, and stabbed Fei Bin with his sword. But it's still a drop in the bucket and to no avail. Only more than 20 moves ruthlessly was swept by a strong wind, and flew out, fortunately, the injury was not too serious, but it was not able to use strength for a while. After three or four moves, the long sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand was snatched by Fei Bin's backhand, and two long scars were drawn on his back.

After Ruthless and Linghu Chong were both injured by Fei Bin and fell to the ground, Yan Xun's situation became even more serious, and he was locked by Fei Bin's sword light, and even the original clever body technique was difficult to use, and the scope of defense became smaller and smaller.

"Hey, hey! Boy, look who's going to save you this time! Fei Bin's face was more vicious, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

"Really!" Yan Xun was no longer panicked at this time, but showed a smile, "Then I want to see who will die in a while." ”

"Dare to be stubborn when you are dying!" Fei Bin snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was even more ruthless.

"Mr. Moda! If you don't make a move, I'm afraid that the juniors will die here! I saw Yan Xun blocking more than ten sword lights in a row, and shouted loudly.

"What did you say!" Fei Bin's swordsmanship was stunned, and Yan Xun made a flaw, and turned around and withdrew from the attack range of Fei Bin's long sword. "How dare a good boy lie to me!"

Suddenly, there were a few faint sounds of the huqin in my ears, the sound of the qin was desolate, as if sighing, and like crying, trembling with the sound of the qin, making a staccato sound, like a drop of light rain falling on the leaves. Liu Zhengfeng was also shocked when he heard this, "It's really a senior brother!" ”

Fei Bin also shouted: "Mr. Mo, why don't you show up?" ”

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and a thin figure walked out from behind the pine tree. Everyone raised their eyes and saw that this "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" Mr. Mo Da was skinny, his shoulders arched, really like a tuberculosis ghost who would die at any moment, but he didn't expect that the head of the Hengshan faction, who was full of famous rivers and lakes, was such a lewd person. Mr. Mo Da held the huqin in his left hand, arched his hands to Fei Bin, and said, "Senior Brother Fei, the leader of the Left Alliance is good." ”

Fei Bin saw that he had no malicious intentions, and thought to himself, "It seems true that he and Liu Zhengfeng are not on good terms and have always been at odds", so he said: "Thank you, Mr. Mo, my senior brother is good." Liu Zhengfeng of your faction has made friends with the demon sect demons, intending to disadvantage my Wuyue Sword Sect. Mr. Mo, what do you say should be done? Mr. Mo Da took two steps closer to Liu Zhengfeng, and said, "Kill!" As soon as the word "kill" came out, the cold light flashed sharply, and there was already a thin and narrow long sword in his hand, which stabbed back violently, pointing directly at Fei Bin's chest. This move is extremely fast, or like a dream, it is exactly the trick in the "Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists in Hengshan Mountain". Frightened, he hurriedly retreated, and with a snort, a long cut had been made on his chest by the sword, his clothes were torn, and his chest muscles were also cut. Fei Bin immediately returned the sword and stabbed him, but Mr. Mo Da took the lead with a sword, and then followed, a thin sword was like a spiritual snake, trembling endlessly, interspersed in Fei Bin's sword light, only forcing Fei Bin to retreat again and again, and he couldn't scream half a sentence. After more than a dozen moves, a little blood splashed out from between the two long swords, Fei Bin moved and jumped, trying his best to parry, but he couldn't get out of Mr. Mo's sword light, and the blood gradually splashed into a red circle around the two of them. Hearing Fei Bin's long scream, he jumped up. A bloody arrow spurted out of his chest like a spring, and he was killed at that time. Mr. Mo Da took two steps back, inserted the long sword into the huqin, turned around and left, and a song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" sounded behind the pine trees, gradually moving away. Yan Xun looked at his heart and said, "This Mr. Mo, what a clever swordsmanship, a set of ever-changing and varied, Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles are used to know how much higher than Liu Zhengfeng." ”