The Eight Immortals feasted.

The sixth move of the Eight Immortal Sword, the Eight Immortals Banquet, is the most fierce of the eight moves of the Eight Immortal Sword.

As the name suggests, the Eight Immortals have a banquet. Since it is a wine banquet of the gods, the food and drink are naturally not ordinary. If it is not ordinary, then it must be fiercely contested.

The eight immortals naturally showed their magical powers, took out their housekeeping skills, and competed for food and drink.

This sword move is also named after its meaning.

One move is divided into eight styles, eight eight and sixty-four roads, and he is ruthless towards Chen Xuanliang, and each sword is powerful and heavy.

Since your knife dance is impenetrable, then I will scrap your knife first.

The old monk of Yunkong is as fast as a sword, and a sword is heavier than a sword. All the strength of the body was exerted.

The old monk of Yunkong was a little unbearable, and his own knife went to block other people's swords, and the people were strong and heavy. With his own hand, the tiger's mouth was numb, and he couldn't hold his knife anymore.

Chen Xuanliang looked at it, simply, don't be tough. People are treasure guys, and if you touch it again, you have to finish playing with this knife.

Chen Xuanliang was just about to change his moves, but before he could do two face-to-face efforts, the knife that Chen Xuanliang was holding in his left hand collided with the big sword of the old monk Yunkong.

Originally, this knife was cut out of a few sword marks by the big sword, and this time, it directly cut off this long knife. The cut off is far away.

Seeing this, Chen Xuanliang hurriedly retreated.

The old monk didn't chase him, just stood in place, looked at Chen Xuanliang, haha.

"Little doll, you knife ...... Judging from the poor monks, it seems to be almost meaningful!"

Chen Xuanliang lowered his head and looked at the knife in his hand that was half left. With a wave of his hand, he threw away the remnant knife.

With his left hand, he took the long knife in his mouth and spoke.

"Really?"

Chen Xuanliang had a long knife in one hand, his body scurried forward, and he unfolded his Tai Chi Bagua steps.

The figure is ethereal, as if the true immortal in the clouds is erratic. But...... In the eyes of the old monk of Yunkong, although this footwork is exquisite, the person who made it has not yet practiced the essence.

Chen Xuanliang lowered his figure, and in an instant, he came to the front of the old monk of Yunkong. The knife in his right hand stabbed the old monk in the abdomen.

The old monk of Yunkong raised his sword to block, but unexpectedly, Chen Xuanliang held the knife in his left hand and blocked the big sword of the old monk of Yunkong in an instant.

Seeing this, the old monk of Yunkong could only tiptoe a little, and came to a crane rushing into the sky. This vertical is more than three zhang high, and then a somersault fell behind Chen Xuanliang.

As soon as Chen Xuanliang turned around, the two knives arrived. The knife in the right hand ran to the heart, and the knife in the left hand was changed to a backhand knife, and went straight to the lower abdomen of the old monk.

The old monk touched the ground again on his toes and took a few steps back.

Chen Xuanliang's knife is pressing, one knife follows another, one knife is faster than another, and he doesn't let go of any gap.

The old monk of Yunkong raised his sword to resist, dodging left and right.

Chen Xuanliang felt that if he attacked faster and his moves were more fierce, even if he couldn't kill this old monk, he could consume more physical strength.

So Chen Xuanliang fought more and more.

After observing that the old monk couldn't make a counterattack, Chen Xuanliang felt more and more that he was right to fight like this.

But...... In the eyes of the discerning man.

Chen Xuanliang is consuming his physical strength, although the old monk of Yunkong is dodging your knife, he is able to hide with ease, as easy as an old baby.

Everyone in Kaifeng Mansion was sweating for Chen Xuanliang.

If you can't beat it, hurry up, don't learn from Shen Mingjie, and then take your own life.

You said that if you die, Xiao Liangzi will come back, how can I explain it to him!

And the Golden Palm Buddha Zen and others were also in a hurry when they were watching from the sidelines. The heart speaks, senior brother, what kind of fun are you having with him, just slaughter him with a sword.

slaughtered this kid early, and sacrificed the spirit to the second senior brother early.

So what does the old monk of Yunkong think?

The old monk of Yunkong felt that I would consume your physical strength first, and when you were almost tired, I would sweep your head off with a sword, leaving a complete head, to sacrifice the spirit of my second junior brother.

Therefore, the old monk of Yunkong dodged frequently.

When the old monk of Yunkong saw Chen Xuanliang's face, big drops of sweat fell down, and his front placket was soaked. That's it, okay, almost.

Looking at the old monk of Yunkong again, his eyes widened, and his spirit was violent. The big sword flew up and down, and it used the last move of the Eight Immortal Swords, the Eight Swords.

I saw a ball of white light sweeping straight towards Chen Xuanliang's neck. Chen Xuanliang saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly drew his knife to resist.

The old monk of Yunkong thought that his sword would definitely be able to sweep Chen Xuanliang's head down. Who knows, his big sword is less than two centimeters away from Chen Xuanliang's neck.

Suddenly, there was a force that shook his big sword. Then I heard the sound of knives rubbing against each other.

Yunkong is a frown.

This little doll is already tired like this, can she still have such a fast skill, can she stop my sword?

Chen Xuanliang was also scared half to death, if his knife was a little late, his head would have to move. It stands to reason that I shouldn't have time to resist. Don't...... His own ability has improved at this critical juncture?

Yunkong drew his sword and withdrew, thinking that it was the little doll's luck just now that he blocked his sword.

If I have another sword, you won't be able to dodge.

Thinking of this, the clouds and the sky were fighting, and it was one of the eight swords of desperation. At a tricky angle, Ben Chen Xuanliang's neck came.

Who knows, when this big sword was away from Chen Xuanliang's neck, and when it seemed to be next to it, it was a sudden force that shook the sword.

Then, Chen Xuanliang's slower knife arrived and swung the big sword out.

The old monk of Yunkong frowned even tighter, knowing that there was a problem, but he didn't know what the problem was.

The old monk of Yunkong tried to find out what the problem was, so one sword followed the other, one sword was faster than the other, and he singled out Chen Xuanliang's fatal parts.

But without exception, they all encountered that indescribable power, shaking their big sword.

Chen Xuanliang snorted, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he understood what was going on.

It must have been the master who made a move, otherwise, how could he have dodged the old monk's sword every time.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuanliang was happy in his heart.

Since I have the help of a master, why am I still afraid of my hands? I will be ruthless and slaughter this old monk.

Chen Xuanliang thought of this and began to launch a counterattack. Sure enough, Chen Xuanliang made a move and discovered that something was wrong with the old monk of Yunkong.

Either there is a deviation in the sword moves, or the arms and legs are not flexible. Chen Xuanliang saw this, so what else did he say, kill him and it would be over.

Coldly, as soon as Chen Xuanliang turned around, he came behind the old monk of Yunkong. With one stroke of raising the long knife, the head of the old monk of Yunkong was cut off.

Blood spurted out.

The old monk of Yunkong didn't figure it out at the moment when his head landed. Who is it, and what kind of moves are being used to interfere with themselves.

As soon as the dead body of the old monk in Yunkong fell, the Golden Palm Buddha Zen couldn't stand it. Seeing his senior brother's head cut off, can he feel better?

"Good ...... you"

Without waiting for the words to come out, the Golden Palm Buddha Zen rolled his eyes and turned his back on his anger.

"Teacher, teacher. ”

"Old host. ”

"Golden Palm Buddha Zen. ”

"Senior brother. ”

Several people gathered around and began to rescue the Golden Palm Buddha Zen, and after a while, the Golden Palm Buddha Zen relieved his breath.

"Okay, good Chen Xuanliang, kill my second senior brother, and behead my senior brother, I can't finish with you. ”

The Golden Palm Buddha Zen had a hideous face, and when he got up, he wanted to go over and slaughter Chen Xuanliang, but was stopped by Lin Xingba.

"Senior brother, you are the backbone of the master, what are you doing when you go up? It's not that the junior brother looks down on you, if you plant it again, what will happen to these people you invited? There are thousands of families, and there is only one person in charge, you rest here, and I will go, junior brother. ”

When the Golden Palm Buddha heard this, he had no choice but to do so. If you go up in this state, you won't be able to get any benefits. The Golden Palm Buddha Zen opened his mouth and said to Wang Shun.

"Wang Shun, you go and bring back your uncle's body. ”

"Yes. ”

Wang Shun clenched his steel teeth, stared at Chen Xuanliang angrily, and came to the corpse of the old monk in Yunkong step by step.

took the body and head of the old monk of Yunkong back.

And Lin Xingba, his face was gloomy like water, and he dragged a 280-pound clock to the opposite side not far from Chen Xuanliang.

"Little doll, you are so vicious!"

"Poisonous? That's because he doesn't know how to learn and is not proficient, and he has no ability, who is complaining?"

As soon as Chen Xuanliang opened his mouth, he was sarcastic, anyway, there will be a master on top, what are you afraid of?

"Yes, yes. A good one is unknown, and a good one is not good at learning. Come on, come on, little doll, I'll accompany you a few times, do you dare?"

Chen Xuanliang was just about to speak, but before he could speak, he saw something fall from the sky behind him. fell not far in front of him, and when he looked at it, it was a person.

When this person stood up, patted the dust on his body, and as soon as he spoke, Chen Xuanliang was happy.

"Hmm...... Well...... Oh my mother, but I fell to death. ”

This person shook his big head, turned around and said to Chen Xuanliang.

"Hmm...... Well...... Xuan Liang, you're tired, go back and rest! Give him to me. ”

"Will it work?"

"What do you mean can do it? I can do it. ”

Chen Xuanliang was happy after hearing this, he was really tired, and it was impossible to fight again. So...... Chen Xuanliang accepted it when he saw it and returned to the team.

As soon as Chen Xuanliang left, Lin Xingba quit.

Lin Xingba looked at it, and fell from the sky, with a big head and a thin neck, and when he looked closely, he didn't have a nose yet. It's so ugly, so I'll mention it.

"Hey, I said, who are you? Go down, you call that doll. I'm going to hit him, not you. ”

The man shook his head and rolled the's eyes.

"Hmm...... Well...... You win me, you can fight him as much as you want, and you have to pull his head off, and no one will stop you. ”。

"Less nonsense, who the hell are you?"

"I'm not afraid to scare you when I say it. I am the famous world's first old knight, my surname is Fang, and Fang Shu'an is also. ”