The Yuanhong in Gai Nie's hand folded, and the hilt of the sword hit Xiaoming's blade, making Xiaoming take several steps back.

Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, clenched the long sword in his hand, moved with the wind, and disappeared in place.

Seeing the momentum, Gai Nie's brows couldn't help frowning, Yuan Hong swept forward, blocking a sword that suddenly appeared in Xiaoming, and couldn't help but take a step back, pushed Xiaoming's sword momentum, and said: "This is not like Taoist swordsmanship, although the sword momentum is the same, the rest are not similar. ”

"The attachment in his heart has not yet gone, although he holds the sword of Taoism, he has left the heart of a soldier."

Xiao Xing sighed helplessly, "But Senior Brother Gai should be quite interested." ”

"The sword of Taoism, the heart of a soldier."

Gai Nie suddenly smiled, played a sword flower with his right hand, and chased after Xiaoming in front of him.

Xiaoxing passed on to Xiaoming was the autumn water of Wanchuan, which was originally intended to let Xiaoming dissolve his hatred into nature, and then swept away with the wind.

Clearly, however, this consideration was miscalculated.

Xiaoming skillfully combined his state of mind with Wanchuan Qiushuiye's mental method and Taoist swordsmanship, and the progress was amazing, and he was a talented person.

This also caused Xiaoming's swordsmanship to be fierce, obviously a swordsmanship like soft water, but he made moves until the key point made it impossible to figure out his offensive.

"Bang!"

Xiaoming struck another heavy blow, knocking back a few steps from Gai Nie, who had not yet used his strength, and then he was about to stab a sword forward.

Gai Nie was about to meet him with his sword, but suddenly felt that the sky was quite dark, so he slashed his sword, and saw that the tip of Xiaoming's sword pierced into Gai Nie's chest without any hindrance.

"Uncle!"

Tianming was stunned for a moment, and then rushed up frantically and hugged Gai Nie's body.

Xiaoming was also stunned, and pulled out his long sword at a loss, looked at Gai Nie, who was half-kneeling on the ground, hesitated, and finally stood behind Xiaoxing.

"Our mission is accomplished."

Xiao Xing said flatly: "The next thing should be the quicksand person to make a move, Xiaoming, you follow me here to take a look." ”

"No, brother."

As soon as the figures of Xiaoxing and Xiaoming turned, they had already disappeared in place, appearing in the treetops not far away, looking at Wushuang who had already walked into Gai Nie's line of sight.

Wushuang was about to rush up to make a move when he saw Gai Nie and the others, but Tianming was a young man standing in Gai Nie, and he looked at Wushuang who rushed over resolutely.

Xiao Xing looked to the side and smiled slightly.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a shadow flew out of the forest, and a heroic young man rushed out of it, holding a long sword in his hand.

Wushuang swept the two people to the ground with a wave of his left hand, obviously he was urged by something, and he couldn't care about the two people at all, but rushed straight to Gai Nie on the side.

"You big man!"

Tianming suddenly hugged Wushuang's head from behind, and when Wushuang turned his head, Shao Yu, who came at some point, suddenly appeared, and a flying foot kicked Wushuang back a few steps.

At this moment, I heard Gai Nie on the side suddenly say in a loud voice: "You two get out of the way!" ”

"Uhhh

A sword flew through between the two of them, plunged straight into Wushuang's body, and fixed Wushuang on the ground.

"Young master!"

At this moment, a group of people came out of the forest, saw Wushuang and the Yuanhong on his body, and the old man led by him couldn't help but say to Gai Nie: "Sword Saint...... Gainie? ”

"Huh?"

The old man suddenly turned his head to the treetops not far away, looked at Xiaoxing and the others, and asked, "Dare to ask who these two are......

"Taoist, Xiaoxing."

"Taoist, Xiaoming."