Chapter Seventy-Three: The Battle of the West Mountain
Sunset dusk.
Although the sun has set today, today's affairs have not ended.
"Late autumn sun? Are you again? "Feng Wenxue's teeth almost snapped.
"I just want to save my friend, as for the rest, I don't care." Autumn Yang said indifferently.
With the automatic dissolution of Wolong, his hatred for Fengwenxue has faded a lot.
Feng Wenxue seemed to have heard a big joke, and he laughed and said, "Want to go? Just a few of you? ”
In the Fengwenxue camp, there are: Fengsheng, Zhiran, Lu Xiaoqi, Yin Thirteen, Lu Fangweng, Sunrise East, Caoqi, and there are two most powerful characters hidden in the opposing camp, the snake breeder and the white-clothed masked man.
"What if you rely on me?" Ye Guxue and Su Ziyi also strode out from behind the stone.
Feng Wenxue looked at Ye Guxue, who was spotless and dressed in white, and his heart trembled, and he said tentatively: "Who are you?" ”
"Nameless." Ye Guxue said.
Hearing this, others may not feel anything, but the heart of the late autumn sun is extremely shocked, nameless? People are nameless, and swordsmanship is nameless. Of course, his Fallen Leaf Blowing Snow Sword has no name. His quest for the sword was blank, leaving him nameless.
Only by being indifferent to fame and fortune and doing nothing, can he pursue the kendo he wants!
"You also know you're a nobody?" Laughing.
Lu Fangweng suddenly said: "Qingyi wants to run away, don't let him slip away from the chaos, Yin Thirteen, you leave him." ”
When Yin Thirteen heard his words, the sword in his left hand was already unsheathed. At this time, Qingyi has arrived at the rocky path leading to the mountain.
There is only one sword, but he was forced to come back, Yin Thirteen's swordsmanship is not very fast, but it is extremely ruthless, and the moves are weird and cold.
At the end of autumn, Yang didn't look at him, but looked at the wind and snow.
Feng Wenxue glanced at Feng Sheng, and a handful of poisonous sand had been spilled out in Feng Sheng's hand.
The speed of the Tang Sect's secret weapon is famously fast, but the sword of the late autumn Yang is even faster, and his scabbard shoots out when the wind shakes his hand.
The speed of that stab was brighter than a meteor, and it was swift and fast. The scabbard passed through the poisonous sand, directly piercing the right palm of the wind sound.
"Ahh The wind roared in pain.
At the same time, the sword in Qiu Moyang's hand was like a barrier, slashing out from the bottom up, "Pap, pap, ding", thousands of grains of sand all fell to the ground, and not even a single grain passed through Qiu Moyang's body.
Feng Wenxue's pupils were shrinking, and Yang's swordsmanship at the end of autumn had improved a lot compared to Chengdu, not only fast, but also much more accurate.
Yushu squinted at Linfeng and said sharply to Lu Fangweng: "Lu Fangweng, take your life!" After speaking, the two claws came out together, and the claws were towards Lu Fangweng.
Lu Fangweng saw that the iron claws were extremely fast, and the people in the wind of Yushu flew up like a goshawk fighting a rabbit and volleyed down in the air.
Lu Fangweng's heart was empty, and he hurriedly retreated, and a boulder next to him was suddenly shattered by Yushu's claws and claws.
Seeing this, Lu Fangweng was even more frightened and retreated, and at the same time, the iron palm also slapped up.
At this time, the west madness had already faced the sunrise in the east, and they had contacts with each other for a while, and the victory was unknown. In fact, the west madness is more powerful than the sunrise in the east, but he was hung up once by the green knife, so his strength is not as good as before.
Su Ziyi faced Cao Qi, and the phantom swordsmanship faced Cihang Sword Codex, both of them were martial arts of the Huang School, paying attention to using essence, qi, and spirit into the sword to create illusion. Cao Qi was killed once by the late autumn sun, and his martial arts dropped a lot. And Su Ziyi is the only player at the level of Cihang Jingzhai, but he is still inexperienced in dealing with the enemy, and the two are evenly matched for a while.
Ye Guxue's eyes stared at Lu Xiaoqi, who was holding the sword in his left hand, and he looked at the big knife again.
Lu Xiaoqi holds a sword in his left hand, he never holds a sword in his right hand now, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Lu Xiaoqi's left-handed sword is much faster than his right-handed.
Lu Xiaoqi's sword was held very tightly, and his hand was very straight. And Ye Guxue's hand was very casually on the hilt of the sword.
Ye Guxue saw his flaws from Lu Xiaoqi's hand holding the sword, if I am so tight alone, it is often very stiff, so his sword will definitely be stiff and not round enough.
He had already seen the tension in Lu Xiaoqi's heart.
At the end of autumn, Yang also saw these through the afterglow, Lu Xiaoqi had really changed, and he was so nervous. He was no longer free, but silent.
At the end of autumn, Yang Shan could already see from the spirit and hands of the two of them that Lu Xiaoqi would definitely not be able to take Ye Guxue's three swords!
So he hurriedly sent a flying pigeon to Ye Guxue: "Don't kill him, be merciful." He always felt that he owed Lu Xiaoqi.
Ye Guxue looked at Qiu Suyang in surprise, but Qiu Moyang smiled and nodded to Ye Guxue.
Ye Guxue said to him: "You two go up together." I don't have time to waste time. Ye Guxue's eyes were always looking around, and he was also on guard against snake keepers and white-clothed masked people.
Lu Xiaoqi's pupils were shrinking, and his heart was dripping blood, which was an insult to him. Lu Xiaoqi said coldly to Zhiran: "You stand aside and don't move!" ”
And he was frightened by Lu Xiaoqi's sharp eyes, he and Lu Xiaoqi have known each other for two years, but it is the first time to see Lu Xiaoqi with such sharp eyes.
Lu Xiaoqi's eyes instantly seemed to shine again, and his left hand holding the sword was no longer so tight.
"Here you go!" Lu Xiaoqi's words were a little naughty and naughty.
Ye Guxue also felt that Lu Xiaoqi had changed again in an instant, and he was no longer nervous now, but calm.
Ye Guxue never expected that Lu Xiaoqi would change when he said it, but he still pulled out the sword in his hand!
There is no name for people, and there is no name for swords! The nameless sword especially does not contain all the moves in the world?
At this moment, the late autumn yang realized how terrifying Ye Guxue's sword was!
Ye Guxue slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, and with a magnificent slash, his people also flew out.
The sword aura is like a rainbow, and the sword momentum is all-encompassing! This ordinary slash is all-encompassing, and there are thousands of possibilities, isn't this the legendary transformation of decay into magic?
This sword that turned decay into magic seemed to have life, and the person who ignited this sword to life was Ye Guxue's hand holding the sword!
"Sword Soul? This is actually a sword soul? Qiu Moyang cried out in surprise, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable.
It turned out that not only Qin Shi Mingyue and Tie Wenhou had reached the realm of returning to the basics in the rivers and lakes, but Ye Guxue was also the same!
As a friend, of course he was happy for Ye Guxue!
At the end of autumn, Yang's heart was tight again, what did Lu Xiaoqi use to resist this sword? Ye Guxue couldn't use three swords to kill Lu Xiaoqi at all, and he only now realized that he had underestimated Ye Guxue.
From that time when the snow mountain was arguing on the sword, although the gap between him and Ye Guxue was very large, he relied on his indomitable momentum and died until the last sword was defeated. And now he already felt that his martial arts were very strong, but the prodigal son Nameless and the black-clothed man in the Silver Hook Gambling House added Ye Guxue, which made him see the gap again.
He hasn't practiced swords for more than two months, and if he doesn't advance in martial arts, he will retreat! Even if others are improving, they are regressing if they stand still.
"Ding." Bang!
Mars are everywhere.
Lu Xiaoqi's sword went up from the bottom to the top, and this tricky and strange sword actually bounced Ye Guxue's sword away.
Ye Guxue's eyes were full of doubts, he never thought that Lu Xiaoqi's sword would be able to flick his sword away.
Autumn Yang showed a joyful smile, he wanted to say the word "good" out loud, but when the word came to his mouth, he realized how bitter the word was.
After the sword just now, Lu Xiaoqi's self-confidence was regained. His gaze shone again.
At the end of autumn, Yang's scabbard was still in Fengsheng's hand, and he was afraid that the other party would pull out the scabbard and stuff it into the package, so the scabbard would become a rumor.
Thinking of this, the sword lightning of the late autumn sun struck out, and he shouted loudly: "The sound of the wind, take your life!" ”
As soon as the wind saw Qiu Mo Yang's sword stabbing at his throat, he hurriedly volleyed upward, Tang Men's light skill was superb, but Qiu Mo Yang's sword was faster! When his body was just a meter off the ground, Qiu Late Yang's sword was almost attached to his chest!
The powerful wave of qi swallowed out with this sword, almost tearing open the belly of the wind sound, and the wind sound spat out a mouthful of blood uncomfortably.
But at this moment, another wind slashed out, which was also a beam of wind! Although it was much smaller than the wind stabbed by the nameless sword of the prodigal son, the sword had reached the left chest of the late autumn sun.
If the sword of the late autumn sun continued to advance, then the wind would definitely die, but he would also be pierced by the sword in front of him.
At the end of autumn, Yang hurriedly retracted his sword and back, and at the same time his body rushed upward, like a swallow copying water. One of his swords was right on Feng Wenxue's sword, and at the same time, his body was parallel to the falling wind body.
At this time, Qiu Moyang's hand grasped the scabbard inserted in Fengsheng's hand like a ghost, and pulled it out.
Blood spurted out, the wind roared again, and his body could no longer control it, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Songfeng Sword Technique? Sure enough, it lives up to its name. Autumn Yang said.
Feng Wenxue replied: "Where did I offend you, you actually went against me three or four times!" ”
At the end of autumn, Yang said: "Because of a woman!" I promised her. You shouldn't hurt her, money is not everything, it can't buy dignity, it can't buy humanity! ”
Feng Wenxue was puzzled: "Woman? Which woman? ”
Qiu Moyang shook his head and said, "You also deserve to know?" It seems that there are too many women in your hands. ”
Feng Wenxue laughed: "It turned out that it was my Feng someone's second-hand goods that fell into your hands, and you tasted it, so you took revenge on me." Now I'm so scared that I don't even dare to say my name, for fear that someone will know who you made a green hat. ”
"NM" This is the first time that Yang has scolded people on the rivers and lakes at the end of autumn, and his heart is full of anger!
Qiu Moyang's hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword was pulled out extremely quickly! Although this sword has moves, it is much more powerful than a sword without moves!
This is Thor's Fury! Brighter than a meteor, it's fascinating! Faster than a meteor!