Bu Qingyun took a breath, and the two Emei thorns in his hands swung his head and rushed towards a trapped Diancang Sect martial artist, now is a good time to beat the water dog.

The martial spirits of the outer courtyard and the warriors of the dragon's teeth have already occupied the absolute upper hand, although Jun Mogui was slightly inferior to Yang Ligong in the past, but now he has a set of cross-doom palm skills and a shameful posture, even if the two of them start to fight for a while, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

At this time, Xu Qingzheng, who was holding the Longyuan sword in the inner courtyard, was fighting with Yu Fusheng Phantom Zun, the short sword in his hand was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, guarding more attacks and less smoking, and beckoned to Phantom Zun, firmly protecting the Li family and He Shang behind him.

Xu Qing has a little more understanding of the use of the sword since he broke through the heavenly realm, and the sword moves on the general's sword dance diagram are now more handy, a sword swings out of the strong wind to break through the air, and the dragon yuan short sword is like a smart flying little dragon, cutting, picking, splitting, stabbing, stirring, the connection between the sword moves is tight and traceless, even if it occasionally reveals a little flaw, it is instantly made up for by the sharp edge of the sword and the positive yang qi that surges out when swinging the sword, so that Xu Fusheng, who has been unable to attack for a long time with half a volley, is helpless.

Li Lao, who was standing on the steps less than ten meters behind Xu Qing, smiled, pointed to the flickering blue light in his hand and praised leisurely: "Good sword, like thunder to collect anger, like the river and sea condensing clear light, in my opinion, Xu Xiaozi's swordsmanship is no worse than that Gongsun Auntie." ”

Li Xingguo said with a smile: "It's not bad, I think it's a lot stronger, Gongsun Auntie's sword dance is a kind of performance, which is commonly known as Huajia Kung Fu, you look at the sword in Xu Feng's hand, not only is it very ornamental, but also a murderous weapon, the opponent will be splashed with blood five steps if he is slightly negligent!" ”

"Ahh As if to confirm the correctness of Li Xingguo's words, as soon as the words fell, Xu Qing hit the elbow of the Phantom Zun with a sword, and the edge of Long Yuan's sword was incomparable, and he actually quietly cut off half of his arm at the elbow, and the poor Phantom Zun became an amputee as soon as he was negligent.

With a heavy move, the short sword in Xu Qing's hand took advantage of the situation to pull out a blue arc, with a trace of cold wind smeared towards Yu Fusheng's throat, this sword was silent, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Yu Fusheng dodged and retreated, avoiding this phantom-like sword, his heart now seemed to set off a monstrous storm, the kid in front of him was simply a freak, not to mention the mysteriousness of the swordsmanship, the energy that surged out of his gestures was actually more majestic and long than his old way of penance for a hundred years, and the most unbelievable thing was that he was completely immune to Maoshan Technique and Illusion.

This is also the reason why there is only half of the dust in Yu Fusheng's hand, when he just broke into the inner courtyard, he injected the spare Maoshan technique to control Xu Qing's mind instantly, even if it was only for a second, it was enough, but this kid was not moved at all, and with a swing of the sword, he cut off half of his dust, if it weren't for the fact that others flashed quickly, I was afraid that it would become two sections on the spot.

Xu Qing now purely regards Yu Fusheng as a sparring partner, and this old cow nose seems to have eighteen more weapons in his hand, sometimes making knives and chopping; sometimes do gun provocation; Sometimes it can be used as a short stick to sweep and knock vertically...... In short, this is a very rare heavenly realm sparring partner, only a hearty fight with him will really be like a sword, as for who the sword is one, it is completely, at least Xiao Xu himself is difficult to achieve.

Yu Fusheng flew back a few feet, raised his hand and punched two yellow paper talismans at Xu Qing, and the people standing behind him could clearly see that there were twists and turns drawn with cinnabar on the rune paper......