Blood flowed down the throat of the northern thief, and he tried his best to say a word, but it was too late.

No one thought that this young man's sword would be so vicious and deadly!

The sick scholar's feet couldn't help but tremble, he had never seen such a sword technique. He said nervously: "This, what kind of swordsmanship is this?" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said lightly: "The sword technique of killing." ”

It's a pity that such a sword technique doesn't kill people.

The sick scholar stole a glance at Nan, only to see Nan stealing the sword back into the package, and suddenly his feet moved. I saw that his legs suddenly floated like the wind, and he instantly came to the side of the late autumn sun.

A gust of palm wind whistled by!

Autumn Late Yang is not good in the dark way, when Nan secretly collected the sword, Autumn Late Yang had secretly made preparations, Nan Steal's body was like the wind, and when he slapped it out with a palm, Autumn Late Yang had already taken three steps back, and at the same time the long sword was unsheathed, and all his internal force surged on the sword, and a sword volley was cut out!

"Bang!" The swords and palms touched, and the figure of the late autumn Yang shook obviously.

At the end of the autumn, Yang majored in swordsmanship, so his internal strength was not as good as that of Nan Thief. The true spirit of the toad in White Camel Mountain is by no means in vain. At the end of autumn, it was not easy for Yang to concentrate on taking this palm.

This is also the end of the autumn Yang is still inexperienced in the enemy, if you change to a person who has experienced a hundred battles, you will definitely dodge this palm, and in the case of this palm power has been exhausted, the old force has not been born, and the sword is killed.

And the sick scholar shouted at this time: "Penetrating the bones and hitting the acupoints." His people had already seen the position, and they laughed secretly in their hearts, the late autumn sun would never avoid his move.

At this time, the southern thief flew up again, adjusted his position in the air, and posed with a palm in his hand!

At the end of autumn, Yang Shu didn't know the intention of stealing from the south, and used a sword to take this palm again.

And at this time, one of the sick scholar's fingers had already been pointed out, pointing directly at the shoulder blade of the right hand of the late autumn sun! As long as the right hand of Qiu Mo Yang holding the sword is pointed, Qiu Mo Yang is already abolished.

There is no second sword in the late autumn sun.

The sick scholar was already laughing.

Left hand!

At the end of autumn, Yang didn't have time to think about it, he had already seen the position clearly and had already analyzed the situation! His heart was extraordinarily calm, and after making a move against Nan Thief, the figure of the late autumn Yang hurriedly used a thousand pound pendant.

When his figure fell, he struck out with a scabbard in his left hand!

Fast and accurate!

The sick scholar's pupils constricted, and in the air, his eyes were already full of fear!

As long as he was three inches forward, his fingers were already on the shoulder blades of the late autumn sun.

But these three inches have become an eternal obstacle! The sick scholar fell limply in the air, his blood spraying the late autumn sun's face.

The corners of the mouth of the late autumn Yang licked the blood, which was extremely hideous!

Nan secretly saw the late autumn sun, just like seeing the Shura of hell! He ran away.

Windy City's injured eyes widened, he never thought that the scabbard could be used like this! Pitch-black clothes, pitch-black boots, pitch-black swords!

The people of the late autumn sun stood there, like the coldest and most ruthless killer in the night!

After wiping the lime from his eyes with his clothes, he happened to see that the end of the autumn Yang killed the Northern Thief with one sword, and the other sword scabbard killed the Western Disease. His man hurriedly walked up and smiled proudly at the end of the autumn sun: "I'm a wound in Windy City, it's nice to meet you." Thank you even more for saving me. ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said, "No thanks. ”

Windy City's wound said, "Be careful, they're not that easy to deal with. Let's be friends. With me here, they don't dare to do anything to you. ”

Qiu Suyang smiled secretly in his heart, if it wasn't for himself, he would have died long ago. So he said lightly: "No." I still have something to go. ”

Windy City's wound hurriedly said, "I'm Windy City's wound. ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said innocently: "Haven't you heard of it, isn't the injury in Windy City amazing?" Isn't it also a person's name? ”

When the words of the late autumn sun came out, the players present were in an uproar, and it was an absolutely amazing thing to be able to be a wounded friend of Windy City in the rivers and lakes. And there are even fewer players who haven't heard of Windy City's injuries.

Later they became friends.

Windy City's injury is such a person, although his swordsmanship is as cold, vicious, and tricky as cold-blooded. But his people are optimistic and cheerful, and they always want to be friends with the world.

Windy City's injury said: "Actually, Windy City's injury is also a personal name. You do something that you think is a good thing, and others may not remember you. But if you do something bad, then others may remember you for the rest of your life. ”

Qiu Leng said: "What I do is not for anyone to remember, I just want to prove that I am still alive." He cut off my left hand, and I will never put my right hand out and let him cut it, but I will cut off his left hand with my right hand! If I were a man, there were some things I should do, if nothing else, just for a breath. When people live, they must fight for a breath! ”

Windy City's injury said: "The road is chosen by yourself, don't regret it if you choose." You have to learn to bear the good and the bad. I understand. ”

Qiu Leng took another sip of wine and said, "It's good that you understand." Maybe there are no real good people and bad people in the world, but at a certain moment, a certain place has made a right or wrong choice for a certain thing. ”

Windy City's wound actually clapped his hands, and he slapped it very loudly.

The people around him couldn't help but start looking at him like a madman.

Only the eyes of the four people are different, the eyes of murder!

"Addicts, sick scholars, thieves in the south, thieves in the north. Long time no see! Qiu Leng was expressionless, holding a bowl of wine and tasting it slowly, he said lukewarmly, neither salty nor light, his voice was very low.

When he heard the names of these four people, Windy City's injury was startled, and he hurriedly turned around, and when he saw these four people, his heart was very nervous. But he still felt weak in his limbs, and his waist and knees were sore, and he couldn't help but be very angry, and secretly blamed himself for drinking too much, and then his head began to ache and fog. His limbs became more and more disobedient, and he actually lay on the table softly.

The sick scholar gritted his teeth and said, "It's been a long time, two and a half years, but I didn't expect you to remember us." The four of us have been looking for you for two and a half years. I never knew who you were before, ever since you were in Chengdu with extraordinary scenery. The four of us went to Chengdu, and you died. ”

The Northern Thief also gritted his teeth and said: "I just didn't expect God to let us meet again, it's really a love for us!" The last sentence of the Northern Thief almost crushed his teeth.

Qiu said coldly: "Heaven is fair. I said it earlier. Also, I always have a good memory. Qiu Lengzai carefully counted these four people.

The addict stood like a dead man, dressed in a robe, windless, skinny, with thin limbs and a somewhat hunched height.

The sick scholar was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, but his face was frighteningly pale, and he stood there as if he was dying. Whoever sees it can't help but be afraid.

The figure of the southern thief is the smallest of the four, his body is also thin, he wears a strong suit, showing the well-developed muscles of his legs and arms, and the whole person looks extremely shrewd and capable.

The Northern Pirates are the tallest and the strongest. He was like a hill, and his face was fierce, if the eyes of the southern thief were shining, they were shining, and they were shining, fierce. And his eyes were full of rage!

By looking at it, Qiu Leng has already seen that the martial arts of the southern thief should be the weakest, and the path he takes must be dexterous. And this kid is full of smiling tigers. And the second should be the Northern Thief, and the Northern Thief's martial arts must be a big open. The martial arts of the addict should be the highest, Qiu Leng can't see his depth at all, he should be the calmest, and he is the backbone of these four people. And the sick scholar seems to be the weakest, frail and sickly, and his martial arts should actually be the most vicious. By fighting him in the autumn of that year, he already understood.

Nan Thief kept smiling at Qiu Leng and never said a word. The addict, on the other hand, does not smile or speak, and the whole person is like a piece of ice.

And three of these four people were holding swords back then, and now except for the northern thief who is still holding his spirit snake cane, the other three are all barehanded.

Obviously, these four people have understood that there are many martial arts but they are not refined, and they have learned from the pain and put a lot of effort into studying a kind of martial arts.

Qiu Leng suddenly said to the addict: "Addict, take your life!" He grabbed the jar with one hand, and it was his turn at once! Qiu Leng secretly used the Demon Scorpion Gong with one hand, so this jar of wine weighs at least 100 catties, and if it is hit, it will not die or be injured.

At the same time, Qiu Leng had already risen in the air, and the long sword in his hand turned into a rainbow, and a sword stabbed out!

The light skill of the wind without a shadow, coupled with the swordsmanship of meteor chasing the moon, is adding the sword drawing technique of Qiu Leng!

How fast this sword is!

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