Xing Zhen, who was advancing, saw seven small black iron cones burst out of Qiu Lin's long and wriggling abdominal muscles. The tip flickered with a silvery cold glow, and the streamer shot like a flash of light, and it was extremely fast, blocking all dodge routes.

Xing Zhen did not hesitate to draw out the heavy sword punishment, and the left and right slashes made a sound of sparks. Burst open the iron cone of the slash, and stroked the heavy sword punishment surface from the beginning to the end with one hand.

Xing Zhen's figure suddenly burst out in the next moment, just like the iron cone that had just been shot. It's just a gap in speed.

The figure brushed Qiu Linyan, and the distance between the two was not more than an inch. In a confrontation, the two did their best. Xing Zhen supported his body on the ground with his sword and half-knelt, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Qiu Lin Yan behind him collapsed without warning. Muscles as hard as steel hit the ground and sputtered billowing smoke.

A moment later, a large pool of blood flowed from the skull, and I looked closely at the temples that had been hit many times by Xingzhen. Compared to the muscles next to it, it is much more hollow, like a deep pit left on the face.

A black iron cone was inserted in the center of the temple, and blood flowed from all around the cone. It turned out that when Xingzhen stroked the blade of the sword, he took off the iron cone that was stuck to the punishment.

When intertwined with Qiu Lin's performance, he quickly hit into its vital point. As early as the first time Qiu Lin Yan kicked at Xingzhen's head, the swarthy boy felt the killing intent of the other party.

Since the opponent wants to kill himself, there is no need for Xingzhen to be merciful. Punishment is true and kind, but it does not mean soft-hearted. The consequences of letting go of Wei Lin again and again are just being staged.

So this time the punishment really didn't intend to show mercy at all, but he didn't show it. After successfully killing Qiu Linyan, Xing Zhen held his sword on the ground, in order to cover up the movements of his hands. Quietly open the stopper of the small gourd on his waist, ready to fight to the death with Qiu Lin Changheng at any time.

Qiu Lin Changheng, who had just stopped Hong Jiuquan, was very confident in the mystery hidden in his belly. thought that Xing Zhen was a dead man, so he turned his back to Wutai and blocked Hong Jiuquan head-on.

After hearing the sound of falling to the ground, Qiu Lin Changheng knew that something was wrong. has the physique to make such a concussive roar, only his son Qiu Lin plays.

Looking back with hatred, he saw his son slowly closing his eyes, and Qiu Lin Changheng shouted in pain: "Yan'er!"

was even more desperate to rush to the competition platform, and this time Hong Jiuquan was in front of him.

"What the head of the Qiulin family said just now, how did he say it, could it be that he didn't admit it in a blink of an eye. ”

"Hong Jiuquan get out of the way, it is my son who died on the competition platform, not your Hong Jiuquan's son. Of course, you can stand and talk without backache. “

Qiu Lin Changheng had no intention of backing down, and his anger rose and he vowed to avenge his son. Hong Jiuquan was not afraid of this family master, and stood in front of him.

"This is Chuanjian Villa, what you just said, each depends on his ability, and his life and death are determined by heaven. It applies to your son Qiu Lin Yan, and it also applies to my brother Xing Zhen. ”

"If you dare to break the rules of this competition, don't blame me for passing on the sword villa for not being emotional. ”

Qiu Lin Chang looked at Rouge Spinning and Hades Palace, the two sects obviously had no intention of helping. Even rouge spinning has the intention of falling into the well.

Knowing that with the current strength to fight against Chuanjian Villa alone, there is no benefit, and there is a rouge spinning tiger, which can be said to be a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

I was unwilling to give up, and after being angry, the green tendons under the bronzed skin burst out, and the skin twitched very unwillingly.

At this time, Xing Zhen walked to the edge of the competition platform and looked at Qiu Lin Changheng from a distance. The young man's momentum is not inferior at all, and he has a condescending posture.

"The head of the Qiulin family, you must have also seen Qiulin play my heart. If you have the intention to kill, you must be prepared to be killed. If you Qiulin family don't want to be faceless, you will beat the small ones and the old ones. Although the head of the Qiulin family came up to try, if I really dared to kill Qiulin, I would be completely sure that I would leave alive. ”

Then Xing Zhen hugged his fists and thanked Hong Jiuquan and said: "Thank you for the help of your predecessors, Xing Zhen is grateful." Today's incident started because of the criminal truth, and the criminal truth is willing to bear it alone. I don't want to involve Chuanjian Villa, as well as Hong Lao, No, and Brother Hong. ”

Hong Jiuquan laughed: "This big brother is called well, which is in line with the old man's temper." Yu Private, you are a guest of my Chuanjian Villa, and you should be treated justice. ”

"Wei Lin, who defeated the Great Lu Dynasty in Yu Gongxingzhen, is the hero of my Shushui country. Not only Chuanjian Villa wants to give you justice, but the heroes of the rivers and lakes sitting there should also give you justice. ”

Hong Jiuquan turned to look around, raised his voice and said loudly: "Friends from the rivers and lakes, do you agree with the old man's words?"

The vast majority of the onlookers raised their hands in favor of the sound of the verdict, wave after wave.

Xing Zhen looked around and bowed his hands in turn: "Thank you seniors, Xing Zhen is grateful." ”

Seeing that the general trend had gone, Qiu Lin Changheng sat back in his chair. Looking at the martial arts platform, Xing Zhen's words were cold: "Boy, this matter is not over, the Shushui country is very big, and people from the Qiulin family can be seen everywhere in Chuanjian Villa." ”

Xing Zhen actually hugged his fists and said: "Xing Zhen is accompanied, and Lao Qiulin's predecessors are remembered." ”

The latter was so angry that he didn't pay attention to the hateful teenager. Turning his head to look at Yan Shuxing, he said lukewarmly: "Lord Yan, it's time to make a move, otherwise it will not be possible to marry Yan Lu to this kid at that time." ”

Yan Shuxing looked puzzled: "When did I promise Yan Lu to marry Xing Zhen? “

Qiu Lin Chang raised his voice: "Could it be that the Lord of the Yan Sect forgot that he said it himself when he offered the reward." Whoever is the winner will marry his daughter. ”

"No, Yan Lu has already taken out a phoenix hairpin in exchange. You old fox, don't lie to me here. ”

"Hehe, Lord Yanmen has disappointed the people of Jianghu too much. The manly husband spits on a nail, how can his daughter change what he said at will. ”

"I, I, I, do you want my Hades to give me a double reward? ”

"The Lord of the Yan Sect has misunderstood, and now that the punishment is really consumed, the body is covered with bruises, and Miss Yan Lu has won both fame and rewards when she is caught. Don't forget that there is a beautiful thing about soaking in the cold pool of Sword Mountain Villa for three days, isn't the Lord of Yanmen moved for his daughter?"

Yan Shuxing pursed his lips: "What you said seems to make some sense. Yan Lu, now my father has ordered you to kill Xingzhen. ”

Yan Lujiao was disgusted: "Dad...... Don't be fooled. ”

He was only halfway through his words, and was interrupted by Yan Shuxing: "I am your Laozi, I have the final say." If you want to go, you can go, will being a father harm your own daughter? ”

Without waiting for Yan Lu to object, Yan Shuxing grabbed his daughter's arm and threw her directly to the martial arts arena. Don't forget to comfort in the back.

"Kill this kid, black and thin is not worthy of being my son-in-law. ”

I have never seen anyone have such an unreliable father, Yan Lu was ashamed and angry after landing on the ground with a black face. In this way, it is not pleasing to the eye, and he pinched his nose and talked to him.

"A half-dead person can save his life if he goes down by himself. I don't want to kill you, but most of the people who worked with me are dead. ”

"Thank you, Miss Yan, for your concern. ”

Seeing that Xing Zhen was standing still, Yan Lu was even more angry. Stomping his feet and shouting, "Are you going to walk or not, do you have to stand here and fight with me?"

Xing Zhen hugged his fists: "Please forgive Miss Yan, Chuanjian Villa and the Qiulin family have broken up, and they must also stay down." If you have a favor, you have to repay it, and I must win this victory for Chuanjian Villa. Compete for more initiative. ”

"You elm pimple, you think it's fun to joke with your own life, right? Disciples of the Hades Palace, as long as you move to life and death, you don't understand. ”

Xingzhen carried the punishment from the new back to his back, took off the gourd on his waist and drank a sip of water.

"I understand, please give me advice. ”

"My knife is ruthless, don't blame me for being hacked to death, it's you who are looking for death. ”

"Life and death are fateful, and no one is to blame. ”

A swarthy boy, a slender girl, can't talk on the competition stage, so they have to fight. The boy uses a fist, and the girl uses a scimitar.

With a punch and a knife, you attack me and dodge, the two of them advance and retreat, and the action is very dangerous, but in fact, the two of them are not fierce. They didn't use all their strength, and they were stalemate for more than a thousand rounds.

After a confrontation and mutual evasion, Xing Zhen stood still and clenched his fists: "Thank you, Miss Yan, for agreeing." ”

"Even if you have a conscience and know that you are grateful, your injuries can't be recovered, and your internal strength is almost recovered, right?"

"What Miss Yan said is correct, now she can fight with all her might. “

"In that case, I won't show mercy. ”

"Miss Yan, please. ”

The two of them are not very old, and they are waiting for each other at the same time, and in the two pairs of eyes, there is a fiery essence blooming.

Yan Lu was advancing, and the scimitar was spinning in his palm. Suddenly, there was a sudden stop, and the scimitar stopped spinning. The palm of her hand just grasped the hilt of the knife, and the girl leaned forward, and the scimitar swept down the plate.

It seems to be a lot of action, but it actually happens in an instant. The girl and the scimitar seem to be one, and the clouds and rivers are intimate. Simple movements, dazzling to watch.

Observe the delicate punishment and clearly catch the trajectory of the scimitar. Raise your foot and kick right on the hilt of the knife, and jump just right to avoid the sweeping sword.

Xing Zhen turned around and opened his fists left and right. A punch hit the back of the scimitar and bounced it away, and the punch collided with Yan Lu's palm.

The real-self fist intent burst out, only advancing and not retreating, and the punch continued to be handed out if it was unsuccessful. Keep hitting the back of the knife, constantly touching Yan Lu's palm.

At the beginning, Yan Lu of the Three Realms of Martial Arts had the upper hand, but when the punishment really came out to the eighth punch. All of Yan Lu's advantages were gone, and he changed from active to passive, unable to counterattack on defense.

During the tenth punch, Yan Lu blocked Xingzhen's fist every time. The scimitar trembled, and the muscles trembled in the arms.

The eleventh punch Yan Lu couldn't even withstand it, and he used his sword with both hands to block the fist. The footsteps are light, and the body flutters backwards.

The girl was as light as a swallow, her arms stretched, and the more she retreated, the farther her her body was from the ground. When it reached a height of more than two zhang, Yan Lu reminded him loudly.

"Mess with the cloak knife technique, be careful. “

"Okay, please give me advice. ”

The chaotic cloak knife technique is indeed chaotic, and it is split out irregularly. Each time he slashed, a wind blade fired. Although the knife technique is chaotic, the goal of the wind blade is completely the same.

No wonder Yan Lu said that the knife was ruthless when it came to fighting, and there was no way to keep his hands if he wanted to keep this kind of knife technique. Either you don't cast it, or you hack the enemy to death.

Xing Zhen was well aware of this, and the wind blade he dodged easily cut through the marble slabs on the ground. If this was hit by a dense wind blade, the flesh and blood would be torn apart on the spot.

The wind blade is too dense, and if you keep dodging, you will eventually be hit. Xing Zhen's arms, thighs, and lower abdomen were left with three blood grooves.

Fortunately, it was a wind blade that swept over the body, and if it collided head-on, it would be difficult to protect the hands and feet.

The blood flowed again, and he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart. I can't help but doubt my boxing skills, and I silently recite the true self in my heart.

"The true self is based on offense and gives up defense, no matter how strong the enemy is, even if his life is threatened, the punch is constantly attacking. Understand the meaning of this, and the true self is the culmination. ”

"The true self wants to be invincible, invincible, and invincible. ”

Xing Zhen suddenly realized that his fist intention was wrong. blindly dodged and retreated, and the fist intent decreased sharply. Even when he collided with Yan Lu just now, he still kept swinging his fists to block the scimitar in order to protect himself. To do so is contrary to the meaning of the true self.

Xing Zhen looked at the wind blade with burning eyes, and muttered to himself: "Even if the internal force of the martial arts is triggered, use the internal force to break it." “

After communicating everything, Xing Zhen's eyes revealed a resolute gaze. The fist intent between the two fists revived, and the wind that I thought was weakened by physical strength blew outside the fist again.

A fearless punch was delivered, easily shattering the wind blade that shot at it. The young man's heart knot opened and he was in a good mood, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Hahaha, it should be like this, come again!"

The young man only advanced and did not retreat, did not dodge or dodge, and used the wind blade as a target and smashed them one by one. Even if there is a miss, it will be blocked by the wind on the surface of the body.

Although it can't completely block the wind blade, it can also weaken it seven or eight times out of ten. What really hit the body was nothing more than a shallow blood groove.