In the crowd, the blonde girl, who had a quiet face, frowned rarely, not knowing what she was thinking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's still too tender."

Zhou Yao rolled up the love thread on the side of his head, and said with some regret, "Senior Sister Peng's sword path artistic conception is indeed unsurpassed among her peers, even me, who is a senior sister, is willing to bow down, but unfortunately the combat experience is a little insufficient, and now I have missed the opportunity, and it will be difficult to do it next." ”

"Indeed." The blonde girl nodded in agreement.

In their opinion, Peng Aozhi's move to deviate the direction of the blade from the heart of the company was not a sign of mercy, but a manifestation of a missed opportunity. The battle between the monks is extremely cruel, once you really start, you must seriously injure or even kill the opponent first, otherwise you will lose the opportunity in momentum, especially in the battle between two monks who are equal in cultivation, the side that loses the opportunity is almost certain to lose.

As long as Peng Aozhi takes a step back, there will be no momentum at all, and then as long as Tang Taihe is pressing step by step, she will take two, three, and four steps back...... Until defeat. This is also the reason why Wu Ming concluded that she would not retreat.

But this time Wu Ming thought about it, Peng Aozhi saw that the three fingers of Tang Taihe were approaching her throat, and her knife could not stab the opponent...... She retreated. This step was so calm that she didn't even show a look of frustration.

Three fingers oozing blue light flickered in front of the white jade-like neck, and the nails slightly rubbed against the skin, making Peng Aozhi feel a chill.

Seeing her retreating, he was overjoyed, and immediately took a step forward to press up, but then he was stunned, because he was only halfway through his steps, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

Blood dripped down the white blade and fell to the ground.

His face was pale, and he lowered his head, looking at the abdomen that had been stabbed a few inches by the tip of the knife, and could hardly believe his eyes.

The breathing of the people in the field was almost frozen.

The pharmacy chief steward, the best of the three generations of disciples, was stabbed by a fourth-generation female disciple who had just started! Even if this person is a rumored sword demon, the unchangeable fact is that she is only a girl who is less than fifteen years old!

"No way, the blade is obviously not so long!" Tan Tai He's face was puzzled, although he took a step forward to approach the girl, but the other party also took a step back, in this process of advancing and retreating, the distance between the knife and his body should be constant, but the girl's knife still inexplicably pierced into his abdomen.

Unless the blade suddenly becomes longer.

"Despicable, you have hidden a mechanism in your sword."

Tan Taihe took a few steps back, revealing the white blade that pierced into his abdomen, and then looked at the distance from the handle of the knife in Peng Aozhi's hand to the tip of the knife, and it was indeed much longer than in his previous impression.

"You are still known as the Sword Demon, how can you really enter the Sword Dao Hall if you hurt people by the way of the secret plan of the following organs?"

He turned sideways, deliberately exposing the protruding white blade in front of everyone, and shouted loudly in his mouth, for fear that people would not hear his words. People knew that he wanted to save some of his image, but there were still a group of people who cast contemptuous glances at the girl.

If it is an ordinary monk's life-and-death battle, he will naturally do everything he can, and the means such as hidden weapons and mechanisms are normal. But the reason for the battle between the two this time was that Peng Aozhi wanted to stand up for the two sisters and brothers who had been wronged.

"So there's still this hand." Zhou Yao in the crowd muttered to herself, but the blonde girl beside her let out a string of slight laughter.

"Who said it was a trick? You keep your eyes open for the old lady to see clearly. Peng Aozhi narrowed a pair of phoenix eyes and shouted. Hearing this, he took a closer look, and finally found that something was wrong, it turned out that as the white light on the blade dissipated, the protruding blade disappeared out of thin air.

People are dumbfounded, and then there should be shrinkage props such as springs or sandwiches, right? How can you say that it will disappear directly?

"This is ......" Tan Tai He finally observed again and again, and finally found an anomaly, he opened his mouth and exclaimed, "Dao Mang? ”

That's right, the blade that pierced his body was like a real knife!

Peng Aozhi sneered, she has practiced the Peng family's ancestral "Qianyu Sword Technique" since she was a child, and she can turn the sword into an almost substantial blade, shrink freely, and practice to the highest level up to a thousand inches in length, compared with the sword technique, Peng Aozhi has only practiced to the realm of three inches of sword, but it is enough to deal with ordinary three generations of disciples.

The sword is a unique sword, how can it be compared to the path of the organ?

Tan Taihe's thoughts were turning, he was a little confused about Peng Aozhi's hole cards, you must know that it is not easy to form a sword, and it is a little easier than cultivating the legendary sword will, Peng Aozhi's easy performance of stunts made him blind.

Condensing the sword so easily, could this sword demon be a knife master who has cultivated a three-inch sword intent?

I heard that the sect recently found another fourth-generation genius disciple who cultivated sword intent, but the person hasn't found it yet, and another fourth-generation female disciple who has cultivated sword intent has popped up here, and now the geniuses are all rotten?

Tang Taihe thought wildly for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he deviated, and he regarded Peng Aozhi as a master of sword intent hidden in the crowd. Such a talented person, no matter how proud he is, he doesn't want to provoke.

"That's it, that's it." He shook his sleeves and sighed, then turned around and walked back to the counter, ignoring the wound on his abdomen, sat on the wooden stool, picked up an ancient book that he had put in front of him at some point, opened it and read it silently, ignoring the outside affairs.

The onlookers stared wide-eyed, they had seen those who admitted defeat, but they had never seen such a confession and they were very calm.

"This girl, since you think that my handling is not fair enough, then you can grab the medicine yourself, and the pharmacy will not stop you." A deep voice came from the counter.

Peng Aozhi frowned, what Tang Taihe said was good, but she didn't know anything about medicine, and no matter how much medicine she caught, she couldn't cure the poison of the ghost carp on the girl's body.

Peng Aozhi glanced at the two sisters and brothers who fell to the ground, the boy had been kicked by Tan Taihe before, his ribs were broken, and he was sitting on the ground with his sister in his arms, there was no look in his eyes, and he probably didn't have any hope of healing.

Peng Aozhi gritted his teeth, stepped forward and pulled a pharmacy disciple, and asked in a cold voice, "You, go and get me a prescription for detoxification." ”

"I, I won't detoxify......" The disciple shook his head in fright.

Peng Aozhi changed four pharmacy disciples in a row, and the response to him was the word "no".

When it was the turn of the fifth, she paused slightly. This disciple sat behind the counter with his feet crossed, his eyes were sharp, and he was in his twenties, and when he saw her coming, he did not have a trace of panic, but his eyes were cold. With the momentum on his body and the age of his twenties, Peng Aozhi guessed that there was a chance that this was a third-generation disciple.

But at this time, Peng Aozhi didn't care about his identity, her patience had been almost exhausted, and her hand only paused slightly, and she was about to pull the other party up.

Seeing this, the man stood up and looked coldly at Peng Aozhi who was approaching.

Under the counter, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smug smile.

I didn't want to be at this moment, Wu Ming didn't know where to come out, and suddenly came to Peng Aozhi and asked her to catch it.

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