Standing quietly for a moment, feeling the whistling sound of the blood flowing in his body, the corners of Zhou Zong's mouth grinned a wry, this is the last madness. When he was young, he was dancing an axe in his yard, and the weak woman sat on the door frame, smiling shallowly, holding the little child in her arms, and the smile was sweet to his heart. Let yourself dance for your wife and children again, don't smile sweetly, as long as the blood is flying.

Yan Songyun saw that the blood on Zhou Zong's body was seeping more and more, and finally flowed down, leaving a striking color on the black pants, which was shocking. Yan Songyun was a little afraid to look at Zhou Zong's eyes, those crazy eyes released a bloodthirsty red light, and it felt as if he was facing a demon returning from the Nine Shadows.

The footsteps were heavy, and Zhou Zong slowly approached Yan Songyun with a plate axe, and Yan Songyun felt that Zhou Zong's body exuded a thick dead air. He saw Zhou Zong taking medicine just now, it must be a medicine that stimulates potential, as long as he earns a quarter of an hour, Zhou Zong will be wasted.

The axe light turned up the waves again, dazzling people's ears and eyes, Yan Songyun felt that the shock force on the copper stick was getting bigger and bigger, the tiger's mouth had been cracked, and the blood was sticky on the copper stick, and if he was not careful, he would be shaken out of his hand. The people in the shed saw the wind and clouds surging in the ring, Yan Songyun retreated step by step, the clothes on his body were cut into pieces by the axe wind, and he only had the power to parry and had no power to fight back.

Most of the people here are masters, although Yan Songyun is embarrassed, but he has a tight defense, as long as he survives this period, victory is already expected. Zhou Zong felt that the restlessness in his body was loud, and the whole person was about to burn, and he roared violently, like a spring thunder, and the people in the shed were shocked.

Yan Songyun was the first to bear it, and was shaken slowly by Zhou Zong's roar, the axe was as light as a wheel, and it was impossible to retreat one after another, Yan Songyun had no choice but to lift the copper stick horizontally and seal it outward, and the axe blew on the copper stick with a loud sound, Yan Songyun was pressed to the point that his right knee was bent and he knelt on one knee. It's just that Zhou Zong's double axes were turned up a foot high by the anti-shock force, and he couldn't take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Rolling to the side, Yan Songyun got out of Zhou Zong's control, slammed the ground with a stick, and stood up, but there was joy in his heart. Although the two axes just now were powerful, they obviously lacked stamina, and looking at Zhou Zong's slow steps, it was clearly a manifestation of weakness in the follow-up.

Zhou Zong's heart was filled with bitterness, he knew that there was not much time left for him, and he still couldn't kill the enemy despite his best efforts, which made Zhou Zong inevitably a little discouraged. The double axe hung down weakly, which was an excellent offensive opportunity for Yan Songyun, but Yan Songyun didn't plan to take risks, seeing that victory was in sight, he didn't want to fall into Zhou Zong's trap.

After a moment of respite, Zhou Zong made up his mind, and the double axe chopped towards Yan Songyun again, but it was no longer as fierce as just now, Li Qing sighed secretly, but it was a pity that this good man died in the hands of the enemy in order to avenge his family. A smile appeared on Zhu Zipu's face, Yan Songyun deserved to be his favorite general, and pulled back the result of the competition.

Yan Songyun was very careful, retreating while fighting, feeling that the shock force on the copper stick was getting lighter and lighter, while there were more and more flaws on Zhou Zong's body. At first, Yan Songyun didn't pay attention to it, he couldn't help it, and when the two of them were staggered, he gave Zhou Zong a stick on the back, and Zhou Zong was beaten and staggered forward a few steps, and blood spurted from his mouth.

This can be regarded as a serious injury, Yan Songyun knows in his heart that Zhou Zong is really not good. The copper stick in his hand began to attack Zhou Zong violently, and now it has become Zhou Zong's left and right flashing, Yan Songyun has a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, he has been forced by Zhou Zong for so long, he wants to tease him in the ring and torture him to death.

The copper stick in his hand found the opportunity and knocked it hard at Zhou Zong's left hand, with a crisp sound, Zhou Zong let out a muffled snort, his left hand was broken by the copper stick, and the axe could no longer hold it and fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey", Yan Songyun let out a smug laugh, moved his steps, and continued to attack around Zhou Zong.

Jiang Anyi closed his eyes gently, not wanting to watch the duel on the stage anymore, his heart was full of sympathy for Zhou Zong, this iron man was going to die in the hands of the villain, it was really sad. Thinking of Zhou Zong's life, Jiang Anyi couldn't help but sigh silently.

"Slap", Zhou Zong's left leg was swept by the copper stick again, Zhou Zong shook it and gritted his teeth to hold on. Yan Songyun already regarded Zhou Zong as a mouse under the cat's paws, and he was not in a hurry to speak, but wanted to tease him well.

"I'm going to see how much you can stand." Yan Songyun sneered, and the copper stick swept towards Zhou Zong's knee.

The copper rod struck Zhou Zong's knee firmly, Jiang Anyi could hear the crisp sound of broken bones when he sat in the watchroom, and Yan Songyun laughed proudly.

Zhou Zong couldn't stand anymore and fell forward. Taking advantage of the forward fall, Zhou Zong's right hand raised the axe and slashed at Yan Songyun's chest with all his might.

The wild laughter stopped abruptly, Yan Songyun was out of his body, how could he not know now that Zhou Zong was using the price of breaking his hand and leg in exchange for this opportunity to make a move.

The axe light slashed heavily on Yan Songyun's chest, and the blow that had been gathering momentum for a long time finally cut through the soft armor of the body, and blood splashed out from Yan Songyun's body, Yan Songyun screamed and fell to the ring, and on the other side, Zhou Zong also fell heavily on the ring.

The abnormal change was prominent, and the people in the booth on both sides stood up in shock, Jiang Anyi followed Xin Feifei to the ring, and Li Qing and Wei Dachang and others in the water village also went to the ring.

Yan Songyun was lying on his back facing the sky, a long cut in his chest was peeled by the axe, blood gushed out, and he could vaguely see the beating heart inside.

Li Qing squatted down and gently held Zhou Zong in his arms, the relationship between the two was not deep, but at this time, even if they were hard-hearted, they couldn't help crying. Seeing that the light in Zhou Zong's eyes gradually dimmed, and life was passing from this tall man, Li Qing called out sadly: "Brother Zhou, what else do you have to explain?" ”

Zhou Zong's eyes were already blurry, and he seemed to see his own woman staggering towards him with his child. Zhou Zong tried his best to open his hand, and sang the nursery rhyme that women sang when they coaxed children, "Big Rooster...... Wow...... Cry, call...... Baby, early ......"

The voice faded, his eyes darkened, but the smile condensed on his lips. Where the wind rises, the reed flowers flutter and the sky is full of snow.

Both sides were speechless.

Wei Dachang stomped his leg hatefully, glared at Jiang Anyi and said, "The surname is Jiang, let's divide life and death next." ”

This is something agreed in advance, He Pingjin has been sent back, and of course Jiang Anyi can't break his promise. These days, Jiang Anyi is not idle, every day with Xin Fei to discuss martial arts, in addition to Xin Fei personally with Jiang Anyi, Xin Fei also called the worshippers of Long Wei to compete with Jiang Anyi, Jiang Anyi consciously made a lot of progress, many silted places have a sudden opening up, I feel that there is a feeling of blood connection when the weapon arrives in the hand, and there is a pleasure of making every move.

Xin Fei praised Ai Lang, thinking that he was not an opponent after a hundred moves, and there were only a handful of people who could defeat him on the rivers and lakes, which made Jiang Anyi have infinite courage and was eager to try in the face of Wei Dachang's challenge. Someone cleaned the ring, Jiang Anyi took off his Confucian shirt, revealing the cyan power suit inside, standing with a knife, straight as a pine.

"Jiang Gongzi is so handsome", Siyu's soft words reached Xinfei's ears, which made Xinfei more and more confident, and withdrew from Longwei after making meritorious service, and lived the life of a husband and a son from then on, only envying mandarin ducks and not immortals.

Wei Dachang looked at Jiang Anyi calmly, if the masters competed with each other, if they brought their spirit in, they would most likely be taken advantage of by the enemy. The young man in front of him, the jade tree, was in the wind, and Wei Dachang also secretly praised that he was also known as the "Jade Lion" back then, and in an instant, he grew old, and the "Jade Lion" of the year became a "Snow Lion".

The lion is ambitious, Wei Dachang shakes the sword in his hand, hides the front for more than 40 years, and finally refuses to die with the grass and trees, Yu Lao Mijian, the revenge of his father and brother is still waiting for himself to revenge.

Jiang Anyi stood there with a smile, looking at the old man with a fierce expression in a trance, and for a moment the fierce expression seemed to relax, and there were memories and thoughts in his eyes, and finally turned into a cold light after coming back to his senses. Jiang Anyi has fought with Wei Dachang, and knows that his style is fast, ruthless, and changeable, and that long sword is like a poisonous snake, unpredictable and ruthless.

I discussed with Xin Fei the way to crack it, that is, to turn into a turtle and let the long sword have nowhere to start. Jiang Anyi's hand sword danced into a mountain of light, Wei Dachang's sword was handed over and was immediately collapsed by the knife, and the sound of swords intersecting was endless, and there were dozens of times in an instant.

Wei Dachang is a little angry, Jiang Anyi is like a turtle shell, only defending and not attacking, there are no flaws at all, how can this be fused? With a long roar, Wei Dachang jumped away, Jiang Anyi retracted the frame, and said with a smile: "Old man, don't fight?" Tie? ”

"It's a tie, if you don't defend like this, it will be difficult to tell the winner tomorrow." Wei Dachang snorted: "The old man has a proposal, why don't you fight on those reeds?" Whoever falls from above loses. ”

The master of internal strength can cross the river with a reed, the reed grows on the ground, and the birds can land on it, and the master of internal strength can lift the qi and light the body, and naturally can also support the body with the help of the power of the reed, but it is necessary to exchange air between the different reeds, and the battle in the change of body shape is indeed a pleasing thing to the eye.

Everyone in the tent applauded Wei Dachang's proposal, and Jiang Anyi himself thought that this method was good, so he immediately nodded in agreement.

There are reeds everywhere on the wild goose beach, and the place where the field is originally was a reed bush, except to see the shed, the north and south directions are two zhang away from the ring is the reed bush. After getting Jiang Anyi's consent, Wei Dachang stroked his white beard proudly and said with a smile: "Since the old man proposed, the old man will take the first step." ”

He didn't get out of the ring, he stood on tiptoe, jumped up, like a light swallow, pulled up high in the air, and then fell to the reeds two feet away.

Everyone watched with bated breath, only to see Wei Dachang descend to the reed, his hands shook, his sleeves floated up, like wings, his left leg was retracted, and his right leg was gently stepped on the reed pole, the reed pole rose and fell, and Wei Dachang was like a huge goshawk and stopped steadily on the tip of the reed.

Everyone was full of colorful voices, Wei Dachang was alone with a sword on his back, his hands twisted with a white beard, and he looked like a master. Jiang Anyi saw him being pretentious, his competitive spirit stood up, he let out a long laugh, and jumped into the reeds in the eyes of everyone.