Han Li retracted his arm and slowly pulled out the long sword, the sword light reflected his face, and he shouted in his heart, Frost and Frost, Ge sneered and smiled, Mr. Take out the sword.

Although the old man disdained him, he also saw that the long sword in Han Li's hand was not a mortal thing, hehe sighed, the sword is good, I don't know how people are, cut it to let Lao Er understand it, and then he took out a long whip from his waist, and his hand shook out of thin air, snap, a crisp sound, a good flower!

Zhao Qingqing leaned at the door, slender jade fingers, gently pulling the hair around the neck, black and white, a little messy hair, sticking to the white skin like jade, the complexion like congealed cream, the black and soft hair, the action of the jade fingers lightly pulling in this night, the elegance is peerless,!

The old man held the long whip in his arm, and said with a smile, good boy, take it!

As soon as the words were finished, the long whip whistled, one was pulled out, the whip blade was cold and crisp, Han Li's eyes were fast, he jumped up in the air with a long sword in his hand, and the frost took the opportunity to slash the old man's neck, and the raindrops fell gorgeously, dripping on the clear sword blade, reflecting the eyes of the old man, the tight skin on his face, slowly stretched, and he actually smiled slowly, the hand in his sleeve stretched out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, this shocking change suddenly, Han Li's eyebrows changed color, and he watched Jian Feng and the old man's hands collide together and make a sonorous sound, sparks splashed, A hand covered in silver-light scale armor, grasping a sword that was as cold as water, Han Li drew his sword, but the old man was extremely strong, his forehead was slippery, and he didn't know if it was rain or sweat.

In his ears, Xiao Lingling shouted, and it was slowly blurred, his heart felt confused for the first time, only to feel the whip wind behind him, unstoppable towards him, Han Li raised his head and shouted to the sky, frost, frost, my frost, arm trembled, the long sword that the old man was holding, between the fingers of the silver scale armor, slowly flowed bright red blood, the old man didn't seem to notice, still smiled coldly, two pairs of eyes, touched in the long rainy night, the handsome man, was also laughing, but the corner of his lips was already overflowing with a drop of bright red blood, and the long whip was slammed on his back, The old man saw that he had hit the hit, and said proudly, boy, listen well, the old man's name is Duan De, all living beings have their own virtues, virtues, said that the whip stepped up violently, tied Han Li's waist, Han Li listened to what he said, and he was not strange, but gritted his teeth and laughed, that gentleman listened, my name is Han Li, there is a parting under the nine heavens, the separation of the famous sword, the famous sword condensation frost, suddenly pulled out from the scales and fingers, sparks splashed, as if about to burn, the blue sword body turned into blood red, and was washed away by the rain in a blink of an eye, the old man named Duan De, Seeing that the armor in his hand was cut, he was very distressed about the treasure, his face suddenly turned angry, and he didn't want to say more about taking back the long whip and throwing it to the side of the horse, directly picked up a short knife, his dry hand stroked the blade, and cut his head and face to Han Li, Han Li Qingxiao only felt a flash in front of him, a flash of lightning, and the cold blade had already hit, and he hurriedly measured his head in a panic and dodged it, not waiting for the famous sword in his hand to fight back, the old man named Duan De, under the anger in his heart, was extremely strong, and he didn't give him a chance to fight back at all, a quick knife, The surprise was as fast as lightning, the chopping and stabbing were properly coordinated, almost invincible, Han Li avoided to the west, his blade chased to the west, in a short moment, Han Li was already in distress again and again, and the old man of that section of virtue gritted his teeth, stepped on the unknown footwork, and even longer, approaching like a whirlwind, the short knife in his palm was a whirring wind, as if people could not look at it directly, his knife was a white shining knife, the handle was old and there were colorful rust marks when you looked closely, but the blade was cold, just like a messenger of the soul, choosing people to devour!

Han Li attacked several times, but he didn't even send out the force, that Duan De's knife carried endless brute force and slashed at the sword body, and he was in danger several times, one couldn't dodge, and a strand of hair had been cut off, not far away Xiao Lingling exclaimed, Han Ling's head was stunned suddenly, Duan De laughed, drew his knife and raised it, and without waiting for an instant, he frantically slashed and vowed to kill Han Li, he expected it well, that young man, he showed a panicked expression when he landed, and the handsome man's face was pale, and he raised the long sword in his hand in vain to resist the blade!

Blue...... Chang, a crisp, and dull impact sounded, Duan De's eyes showed a smug smile, his knife slashed at Han Li's sword, suppressing his sword to death, cutting to his own shoulder, he shouted in his heart, a little, a little ah, blood flowed out, the famous sword frost was suppressed by the short knife, the blade slowly pressed down, the sword resisted the knife and struggled upward, the knife suppressed the sword and cut down, the person's clothes touched the blade, and cut down,......

The red blood slowly flowed out, the two pairs of eyes looked directly, Han Li smiled, the smile was still so hearty and crisp, even if the rain washed his bleeding shoulder, the rain was mixed with the crimson blood, and it was pulled into the mud, he was still laughing, and looked at Duan De with bright and attentive eyes, word by word, Mr. still dare to use force?

Duan De frowned and looked at his strange appearance, and he really couldn't figure it out in his heart, how did this junior kid have the courage to laugh?

Humming at the moment, why don't you dare? Speaking of holding the sword and suppressing the long sword condensation, how, how is it possible? He pressed down hard, but he only felt that what he wanted to press down was not just a thin sword, but a mountain, a mountain that could not be moved, and the whole person stayed for a while, and Ning Shuang took advantage of the situation to counterattack, and with a clear sound, it was already across Duan De's neck......

The eyes of the two collided again, Duan De smiled lonely, and asked, what was that just now?"!

Han Li didn't dare to relax for a moment, he clenched the condensation cream, pressed against Duan De's neck, and said softly, Mr. is old, and his martial arts are indeed much higher than Han's, but Han's martial arts can't be compared, but there is one thing that Mr. may not be able to compare.

Duan De said with a noncommittal smile, the next boy said, Lao Er leads and learns, what is it, how can Lao Er not be able to compare to you?

Xiao Lingling said happily in the distance, Brother Han, it's just that her voice was mixed with a hint of crying, as if she had suffered some grievances.

Han Li didn't dare to reply, but said loudly, Lingling, don't worry, your big brother Han is slightly injured, and it won't get in the way.

When Xiao Lingling heard his words, he was much more relieved, and looked at those horses seriously.

Di cavalry looked at the two people who were stalemate in batches, their spears did not move, the horses did not sound, that is, Duan De was controlled by others, these Di horses did not show much panic, they were still lined up, attacking and retreating.

The rain washed away everyone's patience, especially on this night of thunder and lightning.