"It's dangerous!" Jiang Li's face turned white and he glanced at Xiao Yu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Feng retreated, slowly walked to the sidelines, and staggered to Yun Tong's side. Chen Yu moved a chair from the conference hall for him to sit down and continued to watch the competition in the field.

In the middle of the field, the gray-clothed man behind Wan Yansheng walked out.

The gray-clothed man is in his forties, with a blessed appearance, a goatee, small eyes and a big nose, and a gray robe, and he can't tell which country he is, but today he picked out a weapon that is the same as in Li Mu's hand, and it is also a soft sword of three feet and three.

Although the middle-aged man was not outstanding in appearance, Li Mu did not dare to underestimate him, seeing that he had picked a blade that was the same as his own, Li Mu's eyelids jumped.

I only heard Qiu Da say it, and the middle-aged man didn't say anything, his long sleeves suddenly rose like a puff of wind, and he took a sharp breath, and the soft sword in his hand did not hesitate, and the nine thunders fell, and he slapped the Dao sword light in the blink of an eye, and the sword light pointed directly at Li Mu.

Li Mu's soft sword stabbed directly, it seemed that the moves were mediocre, the two swords struck each other, and they were separated by a touch in an instant, the Dao sword light dispersed, and the middle-aged man and Li Mu each took a few steps back.

As soon as they fought, just one move, made people feel that the two of them were quite deterrent.

Li Mu's face tightened, and he said, "Okay!" The soft sword in his hand shook, and he fought against the enemy with twelve points of spirit.

"This gray-clothed man has good skills, much higher than Kenaqi!" Jiang Li sighed when he heard Yun Tong, who was standing beside him. Hearing this sigh, Jiang Li knew that Li Mu had met a strong enemy.

Hearing Li Mu say "yes", the gray-clothed man's hand holding the soft sword trembled. As soon as he made a move, he saw that Li Mumian took his move without changing his face, he was already secretly frightened, and after seeing that he took his own move, his voice was still so neutral, and the man in gray also knew that he had met a strong opponent.

The gray-clothed man came with another sword, and as soon as he struck, it was like the dragon king giving rain, and the soft sword light was dense and dense, enveloping Li Mu's body in an instant.

As soon as Li Mu turned around, the person soared into the air, got out of the sword light and surrounded him, shook countless sword flowers backwards, and stabbed back at the gray-clothed man.

The gray-clothed man rolled on the spot, and a drunken immortal hit the golden branch, not splitting the sword, but splitting people.

Li Mu watched and listened to all directions, swept his feet, stepped on the soft sword in the hand of the gray-clothed man, and easily turned over and fell to the ground. After landing, it seems that the qi does not change, the soft sword stabs directly, and there are no tricks, it seems that the move is a mediocre sword, but it is too fast to blink, and it has reached the throat of the gray cloth in an instant.

The man in gray rolled over on his side, slapped the ground with one palm, and jumped up, but he felt that the hand holding the soft sword was too heavy to lift.

He looked back and saw Li Mu's hand holding the sword pressing his wrist, and the gray-clothed man's hand was pulled back, Li Mu put it down, and then it was another trick to kill the sword, even a lot slower than just now.

Jiang Li couldn't understand it, but he saw Li Mu going back and forth a few times, and seeing that his moves were slower than the other, he only said that Li Mu was definitely going to lose, and couldn't help but mention his throat.

Not only Jiang Li, a layman, but also many of the soldiers present showed that Li Mu would lose when they saw this style.

The man in gray did not take it lightly, because he also used soft swords, he knew that the sword light of soft swords often moved, and ordinary people would always think that the more fancy and complicated sword moves they were, the more advanced their swordsmanship.

In fact, only he, like Li Mu, are both masters of making soft swords, and they know how difficult it is to use a soft sword like Li Mu, but with a calm and steady sword.

At this time, the soft sword in Li Mu's hand stabbed over clearly, but the sword body was unexpectedly long and hit the throat of the gray-clothed man.

The man in gray abandoned the knife and retreated!

He retreated very quickly, but he still felt a pain in his throat, the gray-clothed man covered his throat with his hand, hurriedly retreated to Wan Yan Sheng's side, pointed his finger at Li Mu, and couldn't say a word, and the person had fallen softly.

A pillar of incense has not been burned yet, and Li Mu won this game.

This victory seemed a little unexpected in Jiang Li's eyes, and Jiang Li cheered, jumping and laughing with the people around him.

"It's so unexpected, I thought Li Mu would lose this time!" Jiang Li looked at Yun Tong and said.

Yun Tong had a look that had already seen through the result, and smiled lightly: "It's not easy for Li Mu to lose." He and Xiao Yu, but when they were in Nanchen, the same masters all came out. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, "What you say means that it is not easy for anyone to win against Xiao Yu?" ”

Yun Tong nodded.

Jiang Li didn't have Yuntong's confidence. Wanyan Sheng was able to escape from Xiao Yu's hands, and he also injured Xiao Yu, which shows that his kung fu is not under Xiao Yu, Jiang Li is secretly worried.

There were two games, a draw, Li Mu won one, and the next competition is even more waiting.

Li Mu's bloody sword tip pointed at Yan Sheng, and raised his chin with an awe-inspiring expression, "It's your turn!" ”

Wan Yan Sheng couldn't help but take two steps back, slow down, roll his eyes, and sneered: "We didn't say three rounds, three rounds." If you want to compare, I should be compared with Xiao Yu. ”

Li Mu glanced at Xiao Yu bandaging his arm, and said coldly: "You know that Xiao Yu is injured and don't dare to compare with me, but you only pick him, it is obvious that you are cowardly!" ”

Wan Yansheng sneered and pointed to his shoulder, "He's injured, and I'm injured too." That's fair. ”

"He's right." Xiao Yu walked out from behind Li Mu. Li Mu wanted to stop him, but Xiao Yu glanced at him lightly, "You don't have to protect me." Since I want a fair duel, I will have a fair duel with him. It just so happens that the account of his injury to me should be settled for him. ”

Wan Yansheng's face turned pale. This battle is related to his net worth and life, and it is also related to the fate of nearly 20,000 people under his hands. In this game, he is gambling on the fate of him and everyone under his hands, winning or losing in this game, he is already desperate, he must win!

Xiao Yu pursed the corners of his mouth, he could fully understand Yan Sheng's mood, but to win him, hum - Xiao Yu took off the sword hanging from his waist.

Wan Yansheng took the silver hook in one hand and a Xueliang curved blade in the other. Qiu Da hadn't shouted to start, when Xiao Yu had just touched the sword in his hand, and before he could draw the sword out of its sheath, Yan Sheng made a move!

As soon as Yan Sheng made a move, the body was so fast that Jiang Li couldn't see it clearly. Xiao Yu was not slow, everyone on the field only blinked an eye, two figures swept the wind, the sword light and sword light intertwined into lightning, only the sonorous sound of the sword hitting each other, and the action could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, the two figures were divided, Wan Yan Sheng fell to the ground upside down, and Xiao Yu nailed a sword to Wan Yan Sheng's shoulder.

Wan Yan Sheng's body fell to the ground, and at the same time as the sword, the curved blade in his hand was backhanded, Xiao Yu had to retreat, and his left arm was cut again.

Wan Yan Sheng took advantage of the situation and a carp jumped up, but he didn't care about the bleeding on his body, and pounced frantically at Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu didn't care about the blood on his sleeves, the sword in his hand shook out a few sword flowers, and the sword let out an angry dragon groan, stabbing Yan Sheng's upper body several key points, as if it was also a desperate frame!