There was a loud bang on the ground, and the thunder and lightning slashed down with the force of tearing the sky apart, and a golden dragon of fire rose and fell in the air, leaping thousands of miles. Then thunder thundered in the east, south, west, and square, and a rumbling roar came from all directions. Each sound shattered the sky.

The fine raindrops suddenly became distant, and the rain suddenly became abrupt. The original gentle drizzle turned into a violent storm, and the howling cool breeze swept over the entire sunset mountaintop, and the sound of branches and leaves breaking not far away could not bear the strength of the wind.

When Shen Monong pressed his long hair hard with both hands to prevent them from flying around like a madman, the battle between Ye Qiu and that strange man began.

Syllable!

The strange man held his sword in both hands and smashed it down on Ye Qiu's head with a thunderous thunderbolt. The sword is mainly cut and thorny, and it takes a light and tricky route. And simply use the sword as a heavy weapon, Huaxia is the only one.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work. If you want to use this heavy sword, you must practice the soft sword to the point of pure love. With the skill of the soft sword and the weight of the heavy sword, it can be obtained in the world. There are countless disciples of their Heavy Sword Sect, but there is only one heir who can be released by that harsh and old-fashioned old woman for so many years.

Ye Qiu knew the power of this sword, and his body had already turned away before the end of the heavy sword struck, and he took three steps back in a row before he could avoid the range of the heavy sword. The man took the lead in one move, and he took the lead step by step, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed horizontally like using an Oriental sword.

"Do you want to retreat again? This time I'm going to make you irreversible. Haha--happy-" The madman's messy hair was drenched in the rain, and he swayed left and right in the raindrops under his vigorous swing of the sword, looking at Ye Qiu, who was forced to retreat step by step by his sword, and laughed wildly.

"One blow, then two decays, three exhaustions. \\\\\\ don't even understand this truth. After so many years of soft swords, I have practiced to the belly of a dog. Ye Qiudi's eyes were narrowed together by the wind, and when he spoke, he took two steps back.

"Good. Then I'm going to kill you with all my might. The strange man laughed, and the slashing sword suddenly changed its angle of attack. Holding it with one hand, he stabbed it into Ye Qiudi's stomach. This is the dexterity after practicing a soft sword, a heavy sword that can change moves and attack routes with impunity. [Read the text version, please go up] or slash with a knife, or smash it with a stick, or stab it with a dagger. Ever-changing, it is impossible to prevent it.

"That's kind of interesting." Ye Qiu not only did not retreat, but instead pounced, his body and the sword body were staggered, grabbing the hilt of the sword with one hand, and slapping the stranger's chest with the other. This is the melee combat that Ye Qiu is good at.

The weirdo wants to draw his sword back to defense. But the hilt of the sword was clasped by Ye Qiu's hand, and he couldn't tear it open for a while. So his right hand took off like lightning, slapped it, and there was a loud bang, and the palms of the two were slamming together in the rain. Both of them took two steps back, while their left hands were still holding on to the bladeless sword. Ye Qiu held the tip of the sword, and the strange man grabbed the tail of the sword. The two of them used their left hand to exert force. With the help of the force of pulling each other, they flew together again, and they used their right hands in unison.

Syllable!

Under the heavy blow, the two of them retreated one after another, and Ye Qiu fell off the bladeless sword from his hand because of the disadvantage of holding the tip of the sword in his hand. And the strange man held the hilt of the sword and snatched the bladeless sword from Ye Qiu's hand. But he took four or five steps back before he could stop.

"Good. I originally thought that with a woman, your body would be empty. I didn't expect it to be stronger than three years ago. Come on. Go on. The man roared, and slashed at him again with his sword.

Ye Qiushen, who was boiling in battle, was blazing, and a pair of slightly delicate hands responded to the battle with gorgeous moves and subtleties everywhere, and the mysterious and difficult figure was as fast as thunder and lightning, like a flower-picking butterfly swimming around the stranger. @

The bladeless sword in the strange man's hand slashed forward and slashed straight forward, and every move hid a fierce killing intention. The two vigorous dragon-like figures are dazzling in their division and combination, and a roaring confrontation will erupt between each division and combination.

"Do you really want to fight? If you don't do anything, your woman will go gonorrhea. After slashing vigorously with the most concise move, the strange man shouted at Ye Qiu with a wild laugh.

"I wanted to end it a long time ago, but you didn't want to stop and let me kick twice." Ye Qiu retreated. Then the speed of the retreat is more than twice as fast again. A very tacit understanding has been formed between the two, you retreat and I advance, you attack and I defend, although they both try their best to attack, no one can help anyone.

"Although I don't love women, I don't want to lose face in front of women. You'd better rely on your real skills. The weirdo laughed.

"Poor man, you have been trained by your cold master to become a Xingzi who doesn't love women. Could it be that all the male disciples of your Heavy Sword Sect like men? Ye Qiu said with a sneer.

"Look for death." The smile on the strange man's face really disappeared, and he was hit by Ye Qiudi's words all of a sudden. The figure jumped up and slashed towards Ye Qiu's head with ten thousand powers. And the legs are as if they can walk in the air. When it's constantly paddling. It turned out to be flying towards Ye Qiu.

This is the body lifting technique of the Heavy Sword Gate, and it is like the ascetic cultivation of the Oriental ninja. Ye Qiu's right foot slammed on the ground. Then he lifted up the sand and rocks of the ground in the air. The strange man's face and body were attacked by countless small hidden weapons, and his eyes were so wide open, without changing the direction of the attack at all, he still slashed towards Ye Qiu according to the original trajectory.

"Damn. It's serious. Ye Qiu didn't retreat, but instead rushed forward, passing through the stranger's lower body in an extremely aggrieved posture. Then he jumped up in the same air, his left leg shrunk slightly, and his right foot stretched forward to turn into a spear, and slashed from behind towards the strange man's vest. The strange man didn't expect Ye Qiu to get behind him, he was in the air, it would take time to land, he let out a long roar, his body suddenly made a weird turn in the air, his body flying forward suddenly turned his head, although the direction of the fall was due south, but the body became a face-to-face posture with Ye Qiu, and the long sword that slashed forward actually changed its direction and slapped it at Ye Qiu's feet fearlessly.

Is that okay too?

Ye Qiu didn't expect that others could make such a ferocious change in the air, if he insisted on kicking the back of this guy's heart with his toes, the long sword would have to break one of his legs. Ye Qiu only likes to knock on other people's legs, but he doesn't want his legs to be knocked by others.

Ye Qiu was in a hurry, so he could only retract his legs in a hurry. But he was unwilling to give up like this, and with a slam of his right foot, he kicked out the black sè leather shoes in his hand.

Syllable!

The leather shoe smashed firmly into the strange man's face, and although he defused the attack of Ye Qiu's right foot with a sword, he was also hit by the sole.

And at this time, Ye Qiu's figure finally couldn't stay in the air, and quickly fell to the ground. Ye Qiu propped up his hands and a carp stiffened, and finally barely stood up. And the strange man was unstable because he made such a fierce move in the air, and he was slammed into the face by Ye Qiu's foot, and he was dizzy. What's more, with both hands still holding the sword, how can there be hands to support the ground. So he sat down on the ground and fell firmly. The wind was strong and the rain was heavy, but it was not as stimulating as Shen Monong.

She usually accompanies Tang Guolin Baoer to watch some movies when she is fine, such as "First Blood", "Fantastic Four", "Kung Fu", "The Matrix", "Heroes", etc., these action movies are either illusory or false, although they look dazzling, but they can't make her have any impression. I just thought it looked good at the time, and I forgot about it after I hit it. Nothing to reminisce.

But when she saw such a picture that was comparable to a movie stunt or more colorful and exciting than a movie stunt at the scene, the shock in her heart was indescribable. What's more, one of the two people who competed was Ye Qiu, a man who was with them day and night, bullied by Tang Guo and attacked by Lin Bao'er all day long.

Everyone has a light or heavy martial arts plot, Shen Monong also had countless dreams when he was a child, dreaming that he would grow up to be a generation of heroines, wearing a long black sè cloak, holding a long sword, punishing Jiān to eliminate evil, to eliminate violence and peace, when he saw a bad person and a strong woman, he yelled at the monk, quickly let go of the teacher, and then cut it with a sword, cutting off half of the monk's bald head.

When he grew up a little, Shen Monong knew that it could only be a dream, an unrealizable dream. The chivalrous complex in her heart was hidden in her heart, and she began to follow her grandfather to familiarize herself with business textbooks such as "Biography of Harvard Celebrities" and "Classic Cases of the World's Top 100 Enterprises".

And at this moment, her martial arts complex was completely awakened. Although she knew that this was inappropriate and very unladylike, the boiling blood in her body made her not care so much. She just wanted to shout in the midst of this storm.

Other than that, she didn't know how to vent the surging passion in her body.

Ye Qiu, this mysterious man. How many times do you want to surprise people?

The strange man sat on the ground and touched his cheek, which was a little painful and hot, and a number 42 was clearly printed on the palm of his hand. Seeing the black sè leather shoes not far away, the strange man went crazy, his long hair stood up, and he hissed: "Ye Qiu, uncle flayed you alive." ”

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