The words of these two people may not be heard by others, but Qiu Leng will definitely be able to.

As long as he is fully engaged, he can hear even the wind clearly. With his super concentration and "heart", no sound in this room will escape his ears.

The more Qiu Leng listened, the more frightened his heart became, he never expected these two people to be so powerful. Why are they eyeing themselves? And why do you use Yue'er to make trouble for yourself? Qiu Leng became more and more convinced that these three people were deliberately making trouble for him.

The player with the spear continued, "Is it true that the more ruthless the sword, the more powerful it is?" ”

"Of course!"

"What about the Heartburner?"

The white-faced scholar shook his fan again, and then said: "If a person's heart is burned, it will be as heartless as being burned. How can a heartless person be merciful? Heartless and ruthless, of course, will not care about everything, angry as fire, ruthless. It seems that the only way to end up is to die together. ”

"It turns out that there are such moves in the Valley of Despair."

"The players in the Valley of Despair have always been mysterious and weird, and their martial arts are many and complicated, but they are all high-level martial arts. The power of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Skill can skyrocket suddenly, but the Burning Heart Technique can ignore all martial arts! It's just that we haven't seen it with our own eyes. ”

As soon as these two people sang and harmonized, their voices all reached Qiu Leng's ears. The more he listened, the more frightened he became, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his head.

Then the man with the spear spoke again: "If it is bad, he will lose." It seems that he is really not as powerful as the legend says. Why is he suddenly so powerful, and suddenly he becomes very vegetable? ”

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall. If the heart is not clear, the sky will fall. The man shook his fan again.

After hearing this, Qiu Leng hurriedly shook his head and hurriedly calmed down.

"To be bad, to be bad." The player with the spear spoke again.

Just when Qiu Leng shook his head, the withered sword had already flashed away!

When Qiu Leng came out of the sword, he had already heard the voice, he did not retreat, but went forward!

Qiu Leng shouted: "Meteor chasing the moon!" "This sword is as fast as a meteor, straight to the sword light!

"Poof!" The two swords intersected, and Qiu Leng screamed badly, and hurriedly retreated.

Just as the withered swords intersected, they suddenly bent, and then swirled up in the autumn cold, like a python trying to entangle its prey.

This sword is as thin as paper!

Qiu Leng was still late to retreat, and his sword seemed to be entangled by a snake, and he couldn't move at all.

withered sneered: "This is inevitably too weak, and it can't resist my ruthlessness." ”

The skinny man couldn't help but sneer after reading it, and he said extremely contemptuously: "This is the legendary Songyang sword technique that killed Tie Wenhou and Dongfang Frivolous?" If Guo Songyang is alive, it would be strange if he didn't die of anger when he saw your swordsmanship. Iron Sword Songyang's reputation has been lost by you, if I were you, I would have committed suicide by jumping into the river. ”

Qiu Leng hurriedly asked nervously, "How do you know that this is the Songyang Sword Technique?" "It's something that no one in the rivers and lakes knows, and he never told anyone about it. And the skinny opened his mouth to say the name of this sword technique, obviously he already knew the roots, and this time it was deliberately aimed at him.

Skinny as wood said: "Second brother, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!" ”

Qiu Leng's face suddenly turned cold, and he raised his head and said without any expression: "Kill me?" Just him? Before his words fell, there was a strange vibration from the Songyang Iron Sword!

His withered face suddenly changed, and he felt that his sword was not entangled in a sword, but a tornado!

This wind can tear anything apart, and the world simply can't resist this whirlwind!

For the first time, he felt the horror of this storm, it was simply too domineering, and human beings were so humble in front of nature! His arms were bruised, and he had already used his two hands to use all the internal strength of the dantian to hold this sword and entangle this sword!

"Ahh Qiu Leng shouted, nothing can stop this storm! The incomparable strength forms an invisible wave wind, which is enough to swallow all restraints!

The golden sword is like a python, getting bigger and bigger, and the sword is almost bursting and shattering! But withering didn't pull his hands, but pressed harder!

No one thought that it was not a sword, but a wind! And the wind exploded at this moment! Completely exploded!

The withered person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and the golden sword in his hand also came out of his hand, fell to the ground and spewed two mouthfuls of blood, and he couldn't stand up.

The skinny look suddenly changed, although his expression seemed calm, but anyone could see the fear in his eyes!

Qiu Leng is like an indifferent swordsman at this moment, colder than Ximen blowing snow, and more ruthless than Jing Wusheng! He suddenly raised his head, looked at his skinny eyes, and said word by word: "The reputation of Songyang Iron Sword will never be ruined by me, not now, and never in the future!" ”

His skinny throat was like a duck's egg, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't. This is just an instantaneous thing, and with only one move, Qiu Leng killed the withering.

There's only one trick!

Qiu Leng then said lightly: "He had the opportunity to use the Heart Burning Technique, but he really overestimated himself, so he lost. The three of you went from showing weakness at the beginning, to playing stupid with Big Coke, and you deserve to win. ”

The words of autumn cold are full of coldness, and they are full of inevitability.

Qiu Leng suddenly held his backhand, the light flashed briefly, and the sword was already in the sheath! He suddenly turned his head, turned his back to the bony wood, and said, "Have you ever seen that?" ”

There was an inexplicable layer of sweat on his skinny head, and he really didn't see how Qiu Leng's sword was sheathed. What if the sword was drawn? Isn't he dead?

It was the first time he had seen such a swift draw of his sword, and he was not only frightened but also frightened! He shook his head, looked down and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

Qiu Leng said: "Just by saying this, I won't kill you, you go!" When you go, don't forget to take these two wastes with you. "Qiu Leng's words are full of domineering, but also full of unstoppable coldness, his words seem to be the master, if he draws his sword, he will die if he is skinny!

The skinny sweat was like rain, and the back he saw was not a person but an iceberg! He suddenly felt that Qiu Leng was not a person, but an emperor, who ruled the world and ruled his life at any time.

The momentum exuded from Qiu Leng's body crushed himself to death, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

The skinny man actually said to Qiu Leng: "Thank you! He picked up a man in one hand and quickly disappeared into the tavern.

All of them were dumbfounded!

The skinny didn't even have the courage to make a move, so he was scared away like this.

"This person is Qiu Leng? It turned out that he was the Qiu Leng who killed Tie Wenhou and Dongfang Frivolous! O God! ”

"Big brother, can you sign for me?" At this time, one of the players whispered.

Qiu Leng couldn't help but want to laugh, if he laughed now, he might be exposed. He knew that it wasn't just the three people in this room who wanted his life. Qiu Leng's sword was suddenly drawn, and he slammed the sword on the player's clothes!

The player's clothes suddenly turned into a beggar's suit, but the word autumn cold was engraved in the middle of the clothes. When the player saw this dress, he was not annoyed, but was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and ran out happily, without even saying thank you.

Qiu Leng put on a cool expression, and wanted to wait for the player's thanks, but found that the player had run away. I stood there awkwardly for a while, not knowing how to move for a long time.

"Skinny and just ran away?" The player with the spear said.

"Surrender without a fight! What a move to surrender without a fight! It's amazing. ”

"Awesome? I don't think that withering is just a vain name, and the Valley of Despair is no more than Erer. ”

The pink-faced and red-lipped boy shook his fan again, and then said, "Don't you see that his internal strength has been exhausted? Skinny as wood, you can definitely kill him in three moves. But he actually scared the skinny away, who do you say is amazing? ”

The man continued: "Withered is by no means a waste of fame, if it weren't for his profound martial arts, he would never let Qiu Leng's internal strength dry up after using one move." Withering itself is also resisting, he wants to eat the fat man's sword that binds Qiu Leng in one bite, and directly hit Qiu Leng. As a result, he didn't get it back even if he wanted to, and in the end, he didn't even have the opportunity to use the Heart-burning Technique. ”

"What you said seems to make some sense, Qiu Leng's sword did not explode instantly, but after a few seconds."

"You've finally grown, and the effort you have spent in these few seconds is not something that words can describe."