Chapter 161

"You believe your mother's legs!"

Although he scolded like this, Guo Yu still decided to believe in this thing and gamble on it.

Three breaths is three breaths, Lao Tzu even blocked Zhao Wenqi at the beginning, and now he can't stop Yan Bo.

Guo Yu secretly lucked his qi, and Tianguo was also tightly held in the palm of his hand.

"Up!"

With a loud shout from the man, the two of them rushed out towards Wan Yan Bo at the same time.

"Huh."

Seeing Guo Yu and the others move, Wan Yanbo sneered and raised the hunting flower in his hand.

"I can't help myself."

The long knife swung down, and the giant blade formed by the condensation of the gang qi seemed to come from the nine heavens, and smashed down in the air.

The blowing wind blew Guo Yu's face painfully, and the strong sense of crisis in his heart told him that this knife must not be blocked.

"Brother, it's up to you, three breaths!"

Cheng Qiyang quietly stepped back from Guo Yu's position.

Hearing Cheng Qiyang's words, the man facing the knife immediately scolded in his heart.

Rely on me?

I rely on your grandma!

Guo Yu glared, but he didn't let go of his body, he almost frantically activated the qi machine in his body, and his left hand quickly drew out one silver light after another.

In an instant, the Hundred Battles Sword Fence was erected in front of the man, and at the same time, the terrifying Gang Qi Giant Blade also fell.

"Boom!"

In less than half a breath, the seemingly indestructible sword enclosure had collapsed, and at the moment of crisis, the man tried his best to pick up a sword, and the brilliant sword light immediately rose into the sky, canceling out most of Yan Bo's sword momentum.

Although the power of this knife has been eliminated a lot, the residual knife momentum is still hitting Guo Yu's body, and the domineering Gang Qi collides in his body, and the man seems to change his face, his face turns from white to red and then to white.

And behind Guo Yu, the charming-looking man closed his charming Danfeng eyes, he closed his eyes and stared, and the whole person was quiet.

A breath has passed.

Seeing that Guo Yu was able to take his knife, the look of surprise in Wan Yanbo's eyes flashed.

He kicked his feet, and his mountain-like body leaped into the air, and the hunting flowers were wrapped in countless snow.

When a man falls, so does the sword.

An extremely powerful aura emanated from the big man's body, and the long knife Hunting Flower held in his right hand slashed down with monstrous might.

Still in mid-air, he was like an eagle soaring in the sky, attacking the prey below.

Facing Yan Bo's knife, Guo Yu naturally would not sit still, he took a strong breath, raised his left hand towards the sky, and the Tianguo that exuded a brave momentum was frantically pointed out like a storm.

"Bell !!"

Sparks burst out one after another, and the long sword and the ancient sword were raised.

The big man had already landed, and he looked at the hunting flowers that had been bounced away, and the surprise in his eyes was even worse.

After taking the sword king again, Guo Yu did not have the ability to retreat, he only felt that his throat was sweet, his internal organs were like fire, and the left hand holding the sword was shocked to a severe pain, as if it had been broken.

Cheng Qiyang still had his eyes closed, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, and held the knife to himself

On the side of his face, his right knee is bent forward, his left leg is stepped back, and his whole body is leaned forward, as if he is about to run forward.

A rather sacred aura gradually rose from the man's body, his expression was dignified, and his original frivolity and debauchery were completely gone.

For some reason, the snow around him actually rose into the air, and they all gathered together at first, and then spontaneously divided into hundreds of parts, shaped like petals, revolving around Cheng Qiyang. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like countless pear blossoms are flying up and down beside the man with his eyes closed.

Two breaths have passed.

was blocked by Guo Yu twice, and Wan Yanbo finally became angry. He grinned widely, his expression was extremely hideous, and a large amount of true qi was poured into the hunting flower that was still rising in an instant.

Huge knives fell from the sky.

The sound is like thunder, fast as a thunderbolt, heavy as a thousand pounds, and like a fall from the sky.

This knife is faster, heavier, and stronger than all the knives that Wan Yan Bo has swung before!

The blade pointed at the man's expression with awe-inspiring.

Guo Yu's eyes have changed, and the originally clear eyes are actually muddy, showing old age.

At this moment, he is like the old man who is dying, and his eyes are full of helplessness about old age.

However, his eyes were not all cloudy, nor were they all helpless.

There's still a glimmer of light, and there's still a struggle.

Jingguang is his will, and struggle is his uncompromising nature.

He raised his right arm, grasped the hilt of the sword in both hands at the same time, and raised the ancient longsword high above his head.

The moment he held the sword, Guo Yu's old age faded, and a strong light burst out from his eyes.

He used all his strength to swing his arms down, and the long sword slashed down, and the fierce sword qi also rose from the ground!

Borrow the way of the old man, with the heart of the old man, shake the sky with a sword, shake the sky with a sword!

"Bell !!"

Tianguo and Hunting Flower collided again, and the sound of gold and stone resounded in the sky, and the snow around the two of them was swept away by the scattered qi for a while.

Guo Yu, who was holding the sword in both hands, only supported it for a moment, and then it was no longer possible to withstand the power of Yan Bo's sword, and a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The cold light flashed, but the man could no longer hold the hilt of the sword in his hand.

The quaint-looking long sword was thrown high, and he didn't know where to go for a while. At the same time, the owner of the sword also flew out upside down in almost embarrassment, and then smashed his body into the snow.

At the moment when Guo Yuren flew out, Wan Yanbo had already seen Cheng Qiyang standing with his eyes closed. He was wondering why this man had never made a move, and an incomparably mysterious momentum had burst out from the man's body.

At this point, the three breaths have passed.

The man opened his eyes, and the petals made of snow flew more and more cheerfully. His face was expressionless, dignified and holy.

He was still holding the brute knife flat, and kicked his right foot towards the ground, and appeared in front of Wan Yanbo in an instant.

"Scattered flowers."

With a soft groan from the man, the petals surrounding him rose straight towards the sky, and then fell again, they no longer chased Cheng Qiyang, but quickly went to Wan Yanbo.

White snowflake petals flickered and flew down from the sky, like a goddess in the sky would be blessed

Spread it out to the world.

Streams of blood splattered, dyeing the originally white and flawless petals into a bewitching red.

"Flying Immortals."

With another soft groan, the man handed the brute knife in his hand forward.

His expression is holy, his posture is graceful, and his appearance is peerless, like a goddess descending to earth, not like a mortal person.

The magnificent cold light flashed away, and swept across Yan Bo's body.

"Poof!!"

Another handful of blood splattered out, and a few drops fell on the man's face, and he smiled and wiped the blood from his face, and with his laughter, the original holiness was gone, replaced by the usual frivolity.

"Poof."

The mountain-like body fell like a jade pillar pushing a mountain of gold.

"Hahahahaha!"

Cheng Qiyang laughed, didn't look at Wan Yanbo at his feet, and ran to Guo Yu lying in the snow behind him with a knife.

"Hey, big brother."

He leaned down and patted the man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, "Win and win, uncle, I'm done killing Yan Bo!" ”

Cheng Qiyang crossed his waist with one hand and smiled very proudly, "Let me tell you, you can always trust Cheng Qiyang, look, it's that Wan Yanbo, it's not like he was slaughtered by my uncle, it's really..."

After talking for a long time, there was still silence below, and the man couldn't help but panic at this moment, shaking the man on the ground frantically.

"Hey, hey, hey! You're not really going to die! ”

Seeing that Guo Yu didn't react, Cheng Qiyang's face collapsed suddenly.

This Guo Yu was sent by the Northern Song Dynasty, and if he died like this, it would be a big trouble. Not to mention whether that King Song or anything will trouble them, it will be difficult to deal with the next Cheng Xiaoya.

"Hey! Big brother! I beg you, can you not die yet! ”

Cheng Qiyang said with a sad face: "I know that I may have been too much before, but this is also something that can't be helped, in order to hold back this big move, I can't be disturbed at all, you see, now Wan Yanbo is also stupid by me, can you just not die?!" ”

"Who said I was killed?!"

A voice suddenly remembered, Cheng Qiyang's face suddenly became happy, and he laughed and said: "Ha, I just said that you kid is not so easy to die..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then a burst of qi shot from behind him.

Boom!

The big man stood up, and the man fell suddenly.

(End of chapter)