Guo Yu and Cheng Qiyang have a very tacit understanding that they are going all out to make a move, and they have made up their minds to strike first.

Support the bold and starve to death the timid, and always have a dream to be a man. Although their plan was to drag Yan Bo so that Huang Qing and the others could leave safely, if they could kill this Northern Frontier Sword King again, it would be tantamount to cutting off Cheng Xiaoya's arm, and it would be much easier to fight him in the future.

The sword is magnificent, and the sword is cold.

One sword and one sword, one left and one right, one after the other, rushed towards the big man who was standing with a knife.

In the face of these two extraordinary moves, Wan Yanbo's face did not change, he just took the long knife away from his shoulder and swung it forward casually.

"Bang bang bang!"

The qi burst out, and a handful of snow exploded, and the snow mist was filled, covering the figure of the big man.

Although he couldn't see the situation clearly, Guo Yu didn't think that his sword could finish Yan Bo.

That is a strong person who has entered the peak realm, and it is truly a rare existence.

Without any hesitation, Guo Yu kicked the ground, and the whole person jumped to the left side of the snow mist like an arrow, and the sky in his hand was raised diagonally, and the arc of the sword rushed into the fog.

At the same time, Cheng Qiyang also rushed to the right side of the snow mist, holding the brute knife and slashing repeatedly.

They didn't stop for a moment, releasing their true qi regardless of consumption. One after another, the sword qi and sword gang continued to sink into the fog, and under the overflow of the gang, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the enveloping area was also getting bigger and bigger.

"Wow!"

The strong wind brought by the swing of the long knife swept away the snow and mist, and the big man stood unscathed, with a sarcasm in his eyes almost **.

"A stinky fish, a rotten shrimp, gathered in a heap and felt that they could show off their might?"

Wan Yanbo laughed and took out the long knife he held in his palm to hunt flowers, "Isn't it a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp?!" ”

With a swing of the knife, countless snow was immediately lifted, sweeping towards Guo Yu and the others like a tsunami.

Accompanied by the gangfeng, the knife momentum roared, and Guo Yu, who was overwhelmed by that strong momentum, was almost out of breath. His eyes froze, and he lifted Tianguo up, and the ancient long sword drew magnificent silver arcs one after another in front of the man's chest.

With the impact of the sword, he kept retreating, his face became whiter and paler, and the sword light he drew became more and more dim, but from beginning to end, not a single grain of snow broke through his sword circle.

Not a drop of water, and the same is true of snow.

Long.

The wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the sword momentum in the sky dispersed.

The man stopped, his face a little pale due to the excessive exertion of energy.

He turned his already sore wrist, then turned his head sideways to look at his companion.

Cheng Qiyang's state is obviously similar to him, and he is rubbing his wrists scolding at the moment.

Retracting his gaze, Guo Yu took a deep breath and calmed down the turbulent qi in his body. He raised his eyes to look at Wan Yanbo, who didn't strike again, and his heart was a little heavy.

Guo Yu thinks that his strength is not bad, although he is only in the initial realm, but his own strength is comparable to the middle realm, even if he is facing a strong person in a high realm such as Wang Invincible and Shi Yi, not to mention that he can win, but at least he can fight.

however

At present, this Wanyan Bo undoubtedly gave him a feeling that he didn't even have the strength to fight.

Wan Yanbo obviously didn't go all out, and this knife was not just aimed at himself, and there was also a sassy thing to help bear the pressure. But even so, it took him a lot of effort to resist the situation.

That's the case with a knife in his hand, how long can he hold on?

Guo Yu frowned deeply.

If Lu Bo is used as the unit of measurement, Wang Wushu and Shi Yi can probably be counted as two or three Lu Bo, and he is barely one and a half Lu Bo, and the sao things are estimated to be about the same, and they are two in the sky. And this Yan Bo, with just one sword, the power is worth the combined blow of the four Lubo. If it were to do it with all his might, I am afraid that there would be six Lubers at least.

Obviously, no matter how you calculate it, he and Cheng Qiyang cannot be Wan Yanbo's opponents.

The man sighed softly and raised his sword again.

Fortunately, they didn't have to share life and death with Wan Yanbo here, they just had to delay time.

"Huh!"

The quaint blade glowed coldly in the moonlight, and the long arc of the sword swept by.

As soon as Guo Yu took out his sword on this side, Cheng Qiyang on the other side also made a move.

He raised his brute knife, and the original hippie smile on his face was all retracted, replaced by a touch of solemnity.

The man used the qi machine, his two feet stepped on the ground quickly, and the whole person rushed straight to the big man in front of him.

The sword qi swung by Guo Yu was once again broken by Wan Yanbo, and at the same time, Cheng Qiyang also rushed to the front of the big man.

He paused, his slender waist like a woman twisted, and the scimitar in his hand slashed out, and the snow brought up by the gang qi flew all over the sky, like a handful of silver light scattered from the sky.

"Bell!"

The sparks splashed, and Wan Yan Boti knife was horizontal in front of him, easily blocking Cheng Qiyang's blow.

"I haven't seen it for a few months, and my strength has not only not grown, but has regressed a lot."

Dahan grinned at the man, "Waste is waste, no wonder it will be taken by King Xian." ”

After saying that, Yan Bo's arm shook, and Cheng Qiyang, who was angry, was directly shocked and retreated.

"Today, I'll teach you this waste to know what a knife is!"

Wan Yanbo raised the one-man hunting flower with one hand and slashed it straight towards the man who fell out.

"Bell!!"

The surging knife momentum smashed down in the air, and Cheng Qiyang, who was barely blocking it, bent his knees slightly, and his face turned a little pale.

Before he could get angry, Wan Yanbo swung another knife, just looking at the power, it was three points stronger than Fang Cai's knife.

"Bell !!"

After another stab, Cheng Qiyang directly knelt on the ground, and the two hands holding the knife were almost unconscious.

was blocked two knives in succession, Wan Yanbo was not annoyed, he grinned, raised his right arm, and swung the third knife at the man who was kneeling on one knee in front of him.

The moment the blade fell, a long sword stabbed from the side, and the brave momentum exuded from the tip of the sword was something that Wanyan Bo couldn't even look down on.

With a flick of his wrist, the hunting flower that had been swung down swept out.

Swords collided, and a frantic wind swept up

, blowing the hem of the man's clothes and swaying non-stop.

"Poof!"

In order to save Cheng Qiyang, Guo Yu resisted Yan Bo's knife, his face was flushed with a strange flush, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The sword was broken in an instant, and the man took advantage of the momentum to fly back, and did not forget to pull it up from the snow when he was in the process.

"Lao Tzu obeyed you."

Guo Yu wiped the corners of his mouth, and scolded angrily: "Fighting with the special knife king in close quarters, are you idle and die fast enough?" ”

Cheng Qiyang, who stood firm, shook off Guo Yu's arm.

"Stupid."

He turned his head and looked at the somewhat frail man beside him, his expression was extraordinarily serious, "I need you to do me a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

Cheng Qiyang raised his head, looked at the big man who was already walking with a knife in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Help me hold off Yan Bo's three breaths." ”

“？？？”

Guo Yu glared, "Let me hold up three breaths in front of him by myself, are you crazy I'm crazy?" ”

"My injuries have not healed, and I can only play the strength of the middle realm. If you want to use the means of the high realm, it will take some time. ”

Cheng Qiyang stretched out three fingers at the man, "Believe in my brother, three breaths, three breaths." ”

He tightened the hilt of the knife in his hand, his eyes full of sincerity, "I admit that I have an element of gambling, but as long as you give me three breaths of time, I may be able to give you a better tomorrow." ”

“… It's been a few breaths of stupidity after this talking. ”

"It's different, I'm not sure about a frontal shot, with you attracting his attention, I might be able to hit the enemy with one blow."

The man pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, but finally did not say anything.

Although Cheng Qiyang said it vaguely, he could probably understand it.

This should be hiding some big move, but it takes three breaths to hold back, and in order to avoid being interrupted, he needs to drag Yan Bo by himself.

"Okay, stupid, you have something to say!"

Cheng Qiyang seemed to be a little anxious, "There is only one opportunity, you can't miss the opportunity, and you won't come again if you lose it!" ”

"I understand everything."

The man frowned, raised his hand and pointed to the big man walking towards him, "The question is what the hell should I do to hold up in front of this thing, do I have the courage?!" ”

"That's right, it's courage."

Cheng Qiyang nodded and slapped Guo Yu on the shoulder, "As the saying goes, the brave are invincible!" Come on, stupid, uncle, I believe in you. ”

(End of chapter)