At this time, the cigarette butt flew towards Wu Yuesong with a touch of red, and it actually made a sound of breaking the air. A cigarette butt that is not soft is so powerful. Feeling that the cigarette butt flew directly over quickly, Wu Yuesong didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly dodged to the side, and the cigarette butt flew over the shoulders of this guy.

"Ah......" A guy standing behind Wu Yuesong directly won the bid.

The cigarette butt was so good that it stuck in the eye of the guy in the back. The fire that the cigarette butt didn't have time to extinguish, and the eyeball of the guy behind the hot one directly flowed blood, and it exploded at once. Of course, the cigarette butt was not so powerful, but coupled with the internal force that Zhou Jie poured into it, the eyeballs would definitely not be able to bear it.

I didn't think that Zhou Jie would blind a disciple's eye as soon as he made a move, but the guy behind him was Wu Yuesong's apprentice, and he lost an eye at once, and it was too late for Wu Yuesong to rescue. "You, you ......" Wu Yuesong was so angry that he was about to lose his breath when he pointed at Zhou Jie.

"You thatch, you can do it if you want, Rory will kill the hair." Zhou Jie's ruffian personality came up again, pointing at Wu Yuesong and scolding indiscriminately, so angry that the guy who was already a little thin almost vomited blood and died.

"Damn, look at the sword." Wu Yuesong shouted and attacked.

Damn, there are still people who use swords in this era, Zhou Jie took out his peerless little sword.

As soon as the little treasure knife was taken out, it almost scared people to death, and even Wu Yuesong, who jumped into the air and rushed over, almost fell from the air in shock, and Yao Shuiying, who was standing on the side, was even more frightened.

This Zhou Jie, I really don't know the severity, the one is the authentic Qingcheng sword, and Zhou Jie is holding a poor fruit knife in his hand, and he dares to take it out, just, just, just use this thing to fight with others, that's not the rhythm of looking for death.

"Zhou Jie, dodge ......" Yao Shuiying hurriedly pulled Zhou Jie, and then rushed up directly.

"Hum ......" There was a sound of a sword roar, and suddenly Yao Shuiying had an extra sword in his hand.

It was a soft sword, and it was still shaking violently after it was withdrawn. Seeing this, Zhou Jie was frightened by Yao Shuiying's methods.

I didn't expect Aunt Yao to carry a soft sword with her, it seems that the belt of her body that ties her pants is the shell of the soft sword, no wonder I often see Aunt Yao wearing that belt, more than ten years, I haven't changed it, I originally thought I had no money to buy a new one, but I didn't expect it to be a soft sword, today is really an eye-opener.

"When ......"

Suddenly, the soft sword straightened, and slashed towards the cyan sword that Wu Yuesong stabbed over, and hit the top of the Qingcheng sword. With the sound sparks flying.

"Hula......" Wu Yuesong did a somersault, and stood very lightly on tiptoes.

"Yes, the recovery is fast enough." Wu Yuesong didn't expect Yao Shuiying to be so seriously injured that day, and it seems that there is nothing to do today.

Wu Yuesong was also injured last time he was slapped by Yao Shuiying, but compared to Yao Shuiying's internal injuries, it was much lighter. To this day, Wu Yuesong's back still has some faint pain, but he didn't expect Yao Shuiying to have healed.

"Wu Yuesong, don't bully juniors, if you want to fight, come at me." Yao Shuiying ignored the guy's words, and shouted loudly at Wu Yuesong.

Yao Shuiying's biggest worry now is that Zhou Jie will be beaten up by Wu Yuesong, so that he will not be able to stand up to the dead general, and he is now the only heir of the Dragon Clan, so Yao Shuiying has to come forward no matter what.

"Hehe, okay, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you and let you go underground to see your master as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Wu Yuesong flew over, and he was completely sure that he could kill Yao Shuiying under the sword in a few moves. Last time I was at Yao Shuiying's house, I had already figured out the depth of this woman's kung fu, so Wu Yuesong was very confident, confident to the point of underestimating the enemy.

Seeing Wu Yuesong stabbing at him with a sword again, Yao Shuiying hurriedly raised his soft sword to attack.

"Auntie, I'll come." Zhou Jie suddenly pulled Yao Shuiying away.

Although Aunt Yao is almost the same as herself in terms of cultivation, her weapons are too weak, and Yao Shuiying is already a little worse than Wu Yuesong, so when he saw Wu Yuesong's very powerful killing move, Zhou Jie immediately pulled Yao Shuiying away. No matter what, the little treasure knife in her hand is always much more powerful than her soft sword, not to mention that it is her responsibility to protect women.

"Zhou Jie......" was suddenly pulled away by him, and seeing Zhou Jie pounce on him, Yao Shuiying was frightened and exclaimed, but now it was too late to block it.

Zhou Jie rushed up, directly holding the small knife, and slashed it against Wu Yuesong's sword.

Damn, I'm really looking for death.

Seeing Zhou Jie holding the fruit knife and slashing over, Wu Yuesong's heart was about to laugh, this is not looking for death, a fruit knife dares to collide with his own sword, it is that he washed his neck and waited to be slaughtered.

Wu Yuesong showed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, and added a few more forces to his hand and cut it directly towards the small knife. This knife must be the result of the knife falling off the head, and when the time comes, after killing Yao Shuiying, just slowly take the treasure and leave.

Wu Yuesong thought beautifully, but the truth was completely opposite.

"Click......" The two knives touched each other very decisively.

"Bang dang ......" and the head of the sword fell to the ground.

Wu Yuesong went crazy, and his gray hair looked even grayer under the moonlight.

This is really hell, my sword is a peerless sword, I think it was not broken in the battle with Long Zhantian back then, but I didn't expect it to be cut alive by such a fruit knife today, and I didn't even hear the sound of gold and iron colliding, I just heard a snapping sound, and then half of the sword in my hand was left.

"You, you ......" Wu Yuesong was speechless, pointing to the small knife in Zhou Jie's hand and puzzled.

"Damn, come, come again......" Zhou Jie didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of self-righteous person, picked up the little treasure knife and pointed at Wu Yuesong and said.

At this time, Yao Shuiying, who was anxious to catch up and protect Zhou Jie, stopped, looked at the sword in Wu Yuesong's hand, and then looked at the knife in Zhou Jie's hand, Yao Shuiying couldn't understand.

Is this a magic knife? It's so awesome, even if it's a knife that sharpens iron like clay, it won't be so arrogant, and a crisp sound will cut off the sword in someone's hand neatly, this is also incredible.

"Zhou Jie, you?" Yao Shuiying also rushed out to ask.

"Oh, Aunt Yao, don't be afraid, Zhou Jie will protect you, our knife is a peerless little treasure knife, his treasure knife is scrap copper and rotten iron to us, hehehe......" Zhou Jie looked at Yao Shuiying and laughed.