"Shengqi, Wu Kuang!"

Looking at the two people who walked towards him, the snake and the ghost horse, his heart was like two muffled thunders, and then his heart was half cold, his two brothers were good at assassination, but they were not like the two opposite, who knew that the horror in his mind had not yet been tasted, and Shengqi had already moved.

Seven steps, each step, the mountains seemed to tremble, the grass and trees were miserable and windless, and a scorching wave of air came to the face again, yes, it was the feeling just now, the feeling that was oppressive and breathless.

The two brothers were still back to back, but at this moment they had to separate, Katsuchi had already jumped high, the heavy giant sword, in his hand, was as light as a weight, without any delay, the backing blade waved with a burst of sharp sword qi, and the air had been cut.

A huge cyclone has formed around Katsuchi, and all the energy has been deprived of him, this is the potential, invisible and invisible, but capable of controlling the enemy.

The figure flashed, a snake and a horse, the wind under the feet, the prancing horse on the top, the pit viper on the bottom, the old seven raised the long sword in his hand, just like a BMW good horse looking up to the sky and neighing under the four hooves.

Lao Liu is like a snake like withered grass, a few roundabouts have already sneaked into the bushes, but he has not been idle, his waist arched down, and his lower abdominal muscles tightened and bounced violently, as if a snake attacked, straight towards Shengqi.

Said that it was too late and that was fast, Shengqi and the ghost horse collided, one was a tiger roaring, the other was a horse stepping on Qianjun, the tough force collided together, but it was a loud bang, the sword in the hand of the ghost horse 'buzzing' almost couldn't support it to fly out, and the donkey had to forcibly suppress a mouthful of blood surging up, with the strength of Juque, in mid-air seventeen heels, the strength of Shengqi was unloaded.

Rao is like this, when the ghost horse landed, it still regressed more than a foot, and the scratches three inches square under his feet were clearly visible.

Seeing that behind him was a sycamore hugging three people, the ghost horse gritted his teeth. The wrist of his right hand twisted violently, the long sword was inserted straight into the ground, and with a muffled spine slammed into the trunk of the tree, the dead branches and fallen leaves did not know how much they fell, the hair bun, and the shoulders abounded, and at first glance the wolf bèi was incomparable.

But it wasn't too late, the ghost horse's whole body was attached to the plane tree, and he saw a wave of qi coming out of his back, only to hear the sound of 'click' and a sound of tooth soreness. The sycamore tree fell straight back, and the face of the ghost horse turned from white to red, from red to blue, from blue to purple, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed, and rushed out.

Immediately, his head sank, his eyes turned black for a while, and he was a veteran of the ghost horse. Guarding the spiritual platform with a trace of clarity, biting the tip of his tongue, he took a breath to ease up, and then looked at the hairband on his head that was also broken. The red cloak had long since slipped off, and a long slipped of hair half on his shoulders and half over his cheeks, swaying from side to side. With this bluish complexion now, and a pair of congested red pupils, I don't know that I look like a human or a ghost. It's not decadent.

"Seventh brother!" At this time, the sixth child was victorious and the seventh was worried that he could not protect himself, and the only thing he could do was to cry out sadly.

But he said that before, Lao Qi exerted force on his waist and rose to the sky, thinking that Lao Qi's hand would divide Sheng Qi's attention by three points, and he would definitely be able to hit it with one blow, and the thin sword in his hand pierced the waist.

If the waist eye is forced, the central axis will be broken, the top and bottom can not meet, the left and right can not meet, the practice of martial arts does not live the waist, after all, the art is not high: the waist is the master of the body, the waist is flexible, and the waist wrinkle is stiff. Waist Gong is the key to a concentrated reflection of the body. Shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, and knees are all controlled and coordinated by the waist, so as the saying goes: the waist is the axis of the body.

But seeing that this blow was about to be completed, Sheng Qi seemed to have eyes behind him, a move Su Qin's back sword, Juque Sword backhanded, and the whole thing was to be covered, just like a huge door panel, completely protecting his own cover door, and what was even more evil was that Sheng Qi twisted his backhand like this, with the sword as the axis, the whole body was twisted, and the big foot stepped on the spine of the sword, and suddenly exerted force.

When the sword point of the snake hit the giant que, Shengqi's whole person had already bounced out, and his hands once again slashed Huashan from top to bottom, and smashed down with the force of the fall, and the snake's face turned white, he didn't expect that Shengqi was such a majestic person, but his waist strength was like a woman, and there was no gap in 'a hundred turns and thousands of turns', and it was completely done in one go.

The waist is solid, and when you reach the process of "waist like a snake", you will be able to flip, turn, fold, fold, and twist at will. Waist Gong is also the basis of technical movements, like the finger down, virtual left and real right, bright advance and dark retreat, flash and so on are inseparable from solid waist Gong.

Now that Shengqi is retreating openly and secretly, with his experience, he can't be sure that the two brothers will definitely attack him together.

Therefore, he used a thunderous move to turn a live horse into a dead horse at the beginning, and he could only stare dryly.

Between the backhand, he had to catch the snake's seven inches again, so that he couldn't turn over.

Wu Kuang watched from the sidelines, and only shook his head, the 'horse' was already useless, and this also relied on the fact that the Twelve Stars had never fought with his brother at all.

You must know that the farmer's disciple, the fight is to take the road of breaking the ingenuity with strength, and the strength has already been practiced to perfection, and it can be used freely, and it is used in the small way, threading the needle and shadow thread, and exerting the force vigorously That is, to see the mountain cracked stones, especially his own brother Sheng, can be recognized by Juque, but it takes a lot of effort.

Looking at the pair of golden pairs behind him, looking at the giant que in Sheng Qi's hand, even if nearly ten years have passed, Wu Kuang is inevitably a little envious.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and anyone who practices martial arts does not want to have a sword.

Wu Kuang's thoughts were faint at this time, and when he raised his eyes again, Shengqi had already changed his rules.

But it turned out that the snake body method was weird, like a poisonous snake, it was close to the ground and swam with light steps, like a snake coiling its prey in the middle, and then tightened it a little bit.

So left, right, right, right, left, left, it seems to be extremely fast, but unfortunately......

That's right, it's a pity, even Bai Feng is inferior to such a body, how ridiculous it is to stop Sheng Qi.

As originally Shengqi said, no matter how good light skills are, they are not equal to martial arts.

Speed, in his opinion, is just a game for the weak, only those who do not have enough strength will use speed to make up for it, as long as they have strength, a qiē is no longer a problem.

At this moment, the snake finally understood, and a ghostly light slashed through the oblique thorn, yes, the blue was dark under the shade of the tree, but Katsuchi's eyes became more and more disdainful.

Quenching poison?

Poisoning peasant disciples is really ignorant of what to do!

In other words, the ignorant are fearless.

The chains were relaxed, the force flowed from the arm to the chain, and finally to the blade, the giant sword was castrated like a rainbow, and the sound of wind and thunder was vibrating, and the momentum was even comparable to the power of the bed crossbow in later generations!

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." (To be continued......)

PS: Hey...... It's not easy to code words while going to work