Snow is falling on the lakeside, and the street is cold and windy.

Xu Buling stood with a lance in his hands, did not take the initiative to step forward, and looked directly at Chen Daozi who was walking on foot, his body was as unmoving.

The swordsman Ding Yuan is the first swordsman under the command of the King of Chu, known for his agility and dexterity, dragging the sword and galloping past Chen Daozi, who was walking on foot, approaching Xu Buling about two zhang, he suddenly sank down, his boots shoveled up the snow, his body was close to the ground without falling to the ground, and he slid directly over.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and the big gun is the king of the soldiers, and the battle array is invincible. Xu Buling held the second long lance in his hand, which was the longest of the eighteen types of blades, and no matter which direction he attacked, he would inevitably be shot first.

But there are advantages, there must be disadvantages, the lance is too long to retract freely.

Ding Yuan and Chen Daozi both hold one-handed swords, and their strength and distance are inherently at a loss, but in terms of lightness and flexibility, they are probably only comparable to the daggers and the short soldiers in the Emei Thorn.

Ding Yuan came up and chose to lie on the ground on the rivers and lakes, that is, he saw that Xu Buling stood on the ground and could not open the long lance, except for a 'poke' gun move, there was no other way to deal with it, as long as he entered the body, it was equivalent to being defenseless.

"Phew—shameless!"

Zhongli Jiujiu, who was watching from the side, saw that the opponent was still using this kind of trick to attack the next three lanes, and his eyes were angry and anxious.

The people who may go to the top of the martial arts are crawling out of the sea of corpses and blood, and the martial arts are 'one standing, the other lying down', the moves are only easy to use, not good or bad, and the stunned young people are not decent compared to the moves.

Ding Yuan's body was like a ghost, and he slipped from the snow surface to Xu Buling's approach.

Xu Buling has a long lance in his hand, and it is impossible to play with flowers, and he hurriedly retreats, and the gun in his hand is like a dragon, using the housekeeping stunt of Guanzhong's eagle claw flip door 'five steps and thirteen guns to poke his feet'.

Click,

The two-foot lance fell on the bluestone floor tiles like a torrential rain, like a knife cutting tofu, piercing into it and then retracting, leaving a string of holes in the ground in the blink of an eye.

Ding Yuan held a sword in his right hand, his body was like a ghost on the ground, and he was in danger of dodging eight shots in a row, and when he saw that he could stab Xu Buling's left hand holding the lance, he didn't want to slam his body, but he skimmed away, but saw that the two-foot lance pierced the sleeve robe of his left arm and nailed it to the ground.

Xu Buling's eyes condensed slightly, and without hesitation, he swept through thousands of armies in one go, wanting to behead Ding Yuan who was sticking to the ground directly.

At this moment, Chen Daozi's body suddenly became faster when he was striding forward, and he pounced without the slightest accumulation, and the Daomen magic sword in his hand let out a sword roar, directly hitting Xu Buling's chest.

Xu Buling's eyes were on Ding Yuan on the ground, and Yu Guang noticed that a black shadow in front of him was suddenly approaching, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, so he immediately changed his move, kicked his right foot on the lance, and collapsed the dragon pattern lance into an arc, and then inserted the lance of the bluestone floor tiles and shattered the stones, and more than a dozen pieces of gravel with the lance bounced towards Chen Daozi from the bottom up.

Chen Daozi's eyes were flat, and he raised his sleeves to sweep away the gravel that was like a sharp arrow, but in this way, the body of the raid also stagnated for the time being.

Ding Yuan's sleeve was torn apart, and he didn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, taking advantage of Xu Buling's gap between kicking up the long lance and blocking Chen Daozi, he slapped the ground with his left hand, and while his body bounced, the blade of his right hand had been sent to Xu Buling.

With one enemy and two enemies, the other party is still equal to Chen Daozi, and when it is difficult to prevent the other party from getting close, the long soldiers in his hands have become a burden in an instant, and in the face of Ding Yuan, who rushed to his face, he couldn't parry at all.

Ding Yuan also saw this opportunity, and went all out to strike a brazen blow, trying to take down Xu Buling in one fell swoop.

Ke Xu Buling was not a servant, and he noticed that the long lance that stabbed Chen Daozi had no time to withdraw to block Ding Yuan, so he abandoned the gun without the slightest hesitation, clasped the blade of the stabbing sword with both palms, and at the same time hit the micro end of the lance with his shoulder.

Sa –

The dragon pattern lance was hit with a huge force, as if it was shot out by a bed crossbow, and the sound of breaking wind tore through the flying snow, stabbing directly in front of Chen Daozi.

This move was made in the battle, it can be said that he was caught off guard, Chen Daozi's slightly indifferent eyes changed for the first time, the long sword flipped half a circle in his hand, and he used the sword spine to block the lance edge dangerously.

Ding——

A crisp sound spread through the streets.

The spear blade, which contained great power, did not stop because of the obstruction of the long sword, and pierced the spine of the sword violently, bursting out a string of sparks.

But the saber of Wudang Killing God Chen Daozi is by no means a vulgar thing, although the sword body was pierced, it only revealed a small tip from the other side, and the blade was not broken, forcibly giving the unstoppable lance to the card owner.

It's a pity that the one-handed sword is too light and soft, even if Chen Daozi used his left hand against the top of the sword bar, it was still inevitable that the sword bar was bent and hit the chest of the robe.

After the muffled sound, Chen Daozi, who was striding forward, slid backwards at a speed several times faster than the coming momentum.

On the other side, Xu Buling grabbed the long sword between his hands and slammed the long lance out of his shoulder.

Ding Yuan struck with all his strength, but found that it was like piercing an iron plate, and it was difficult to save half a point, so he twisted the hilt of the sword violently.

This is a useful trick that the long sword is limited to, almost a muscular reflex, without thinking about it at all.

Xu Buling held the blade of the sword in both hands, and when he let go, he could continue to stab, and if he didn't let go, it was enough to stir up Xu Buling's palm, and when he hit to this point, he had actually fallen into defeat.

But what Ding Yuan didn't expect was that the head of the prince of the vassal king in front of him was not ordinary iron.

Xu Buling didn't let go at all, desperately fighting for the risk of his hands being torn apart, he held the sword blade tightly, and his body flipped half a circle with the twisting of the sword blade, and it was a whip leg that swept on Ding Yuan's neck.

Ding Yuan twisted the long sword with his right hand, he didn't expect Xu Buling to be so bold at all, and when he noticed the strong wind in his ears, he only had time to raise his left hand to block a little, and he felt as if he had been swept by the city hammer, and his body turned into a broken sack in an instant, and he was swept to the ground by one leg.

The grandmaster-level master has made a move, but between the sparks of calcium carbide.

Zhong Li Jiujiu stared at his eyes and didn't dare to blink, he still didn't see all the movements of the three of them, only to see Chen Daozi and Ding Yuan bully at the same time, and retreated at the same time, especially Ding Yuan, who looked tragic, was smashed to the ground with one leg, bounced up, rolled across the street, and broke the fence of the teahouse before it could stop.

"Good!"

Zhongli Jiujiu may have been too nervous, so he stomped his feet at this time, eager to run up and kiss the two of them.

But it's too early to rejoice.

Chen Daozi, who was knocked out by the long lance, pressed his long sword against the lance, only took three or four steps back before stopping, waved the long sword, picked out the dragon pattern lance that was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and nailed it to the wall on the side of the street.

There was a little more blood on the chest of Chen Daozi's robe, but that's all, there was no embarrassment, at most he suffered some skin trauma.

Of course, it is very rare for Chen Daozi to be injured, at least Zhongli Jiujiu has grown so big, and it is the first time that he has heard that Chen Daozi has suffered a loss at the hands of others, and he has suffered a loss in the case of two to one.

Chen Daozi's face became a little more serious, he looked down, raised his hand and patted his chest twice, and continued to step forward.

"Ahem, ahem—"

The swordsman Ding Yuan was obviously stunned by a kick, smashed into the fence of the inn, coughed repeatedly, blinked his eyes vigorously, showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and slowed down for a moment before holding the long sword and staggering to his feet.

Xu Buling stood in place, glanced at the two who were slightly embarrassed, spread his hands, and said with a slight smile:

"That's it? Still fighting? ”

The words are quite arrogant, but Xu Buling's heart is obviously empty.

He is now unarmed.

Fang just went all out twice, and ordinary people died eight times earlier. But for these two goods, Chen Daozi only scratched a little skin, and he didn't even break the sword; The other was whipped on the neck, and with his strength he was enough to kick the man's head off, but the man was just stunned, and he didn't even break a bone, and he stood up like this.

In this way, he will not be able to fight without a blade in his hand.

Xu Buling opened his mouth to say cool words at this time, but he just wanted to delay for a moment and find a weapon.

In the face of Xu Buling's ridicule, Chen Daozi did not say a word and stopped three feet away.

Ding Yuanjie received a whip kick strongly, his neck was about to be misplaced, his face turned blue, he twisted his neck vigorously, and nodded with his sword:

"Good skills, worthy of the name! Go on! ”

Xu Buling nodded, and walked in the direction of the long lance nailed to the wall, trying to retrieve the weapon and continue fighting.

But this is obviously not a turn-based fighting ring, Chen Daozi and Ding Yuan are both top grandmasters in the rivers and lakes, where can they fall for this kind of delaying tactics, they lose their weapons and want to get them back, what do you think?

Xu Buling had just taken half a step, Chen Daozi's loafers tapped the ground, his body rose into the air like catkins, and pressed Xu Buling with the momentum of a falcon pounced on the rabbit.

Ding Yuan forcibly suppressed the qi and blood that he saw in his chest and abdomen, his feet collapsed on the ground, and he rushed out of the fence with a sharp sword in his hand, and pressed against Xu Buling from the side again.

As soon as the two went up and down, the cooperation was flawless.

Xu Buling was bare-handed, it was impossible to block the two swords, and seeing that the other party didn't say anything about his demeanor, he had to raise his hand and say urgently:

"Knives!"

Zhongli Jiujiu had already sensed that something was wrong, and after scolding the two of them for shamelessly bullying juniors, he quickly pulled out the Minghong knife on his waist, and threw it towards the street behind Xu Buling in order to prevent him from being stopped by Chen Daozi halfway and thrown back.

Xu Buling stomped on the ground with his feet and rushed backwards backwards, and this blink of an eye was enough for Chen Daozi to walk in front of him.

Chen Daozi wore a Taoist robe to hunt in the wind and snow, and fell into the air as if he was riding against the wind, the light and spiritual long sword in his hand danced in his palm, and the sword blade was so fast that only the afterimage remained, and in an instant, the twelve swords shot out, and the sword stabbed at Xu Buling's various points all over his body......