"Take me three swords!" Guo Songyang wiped his tears and shouted loudly.

The autumn cold suddenly felt that the heaven and the earth were slaughtered, the room was full of gloom, and the air seemed to have condensed!

Guo Songyang slammed his sword, and a dragon chant was clear and loud!

Guo Songyang held the sword with his backhand, and the sword was out!

Sword light flying! Illuminates the entire hut, and only one sword remains!

The sword has not arrived! It's time to breathe!

The sword qi is invincible! This is exactly the spirit of Guo Songyang!

Three swords! The three moves of the Songyang Iron Sword that has no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart are even more difficult than ascending to the sky!

But Qiu Leng didn't give up, he knew that if he could receive Guo Songyang's three swords, there would definitely be some hidden tasks or rewards.

Otherwise, Guo Songyang would not have let him take three swords for no reason!

Thinking of this, Qiu Leng suddenly rose up with a desire! His body and mind are full of fighting spirit!

When Qiu Leng was in Guo Songyang's sword, his sword had already been pulled out, and his sword was even faster than Guo Songyang! He's got a head start!

"Demon Tail Lonely Return!"

This sword has gone and never returned!

There is no faith in this sword, there is sorrow! Turn grief into motivation! To create the greatest potential of human beings!

In the case that it is impossible for the Songyang Iron Sword to survive, Qiu Leng can only move forward!

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold!

Guo Songyang looked at Qiu Leng's sword in surprise! In Guo Songyang's eyes, this sword is already remarkable in terms of speed and strength.

Guo Songyang's sword turned casually, with a swipe, indescribable freehand, it was a kind of flowing beauty!

However, such a simple sword actually sealed all the paths of Qiu Leng, and Qiu Leng suddenly realized that Guo Songyang's sword was ever-changing, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't pass this sword!

Guo Songyang's sword has not changed, and the ever-changing is the same!

Qiu Leng doesn't understand!

"Ahh At this juncture, Qiu Leng knows that there is no way back!

His sword had pierced into that invisible moat! Approaching the dark clouds!

"Poof!" The two swords struck, and Qiu Leng suddenly felt a strong force coming, his hand was almost dislocated, and the tiger's mouth was broken!

His sword seemed to pierce into the steel stone, and Qiu Leng was terrified! No matter how fast he is and how he seizes the opportunity, he still can't escape Guo Songyang's sword in the end!

Qiu Leng slammed his feet hard, and his hands were together, as domineering as thousands of troops taking the head of a general, he had no way to retreat!

"Poof!" The sparks came out and ran down the blade of the sword.

Guo Songyang's eyes were attacked by sparks, he squinted his eyes violently, and Qiu Leng did not let go of this opportunity. He closed his eyes and continued to stab forward!

The sword qi pierced the dark clouds and pierced the breath!

This sword actually rushed up along the iron sword in Guo Songyang's hand, Guo Songyang opened his eyes violently and found that Qiu Leng's sword had arrived!

The sword aura is tragic! Breathe in the bowels!

Guo Songyang showed a smile in his eyes, his hand darkened suddenly, and Songyang's iron sword was reversed, this sword was just impartial, just against Qiu Leng's wrist.

He couldn't hold his sword, and with a "clang", it fell to the ground!

Qiu Leng's heart was shocked!

Their own sword is still slow, change!

Change even if it doesn't change!

Guo Songyang suddenly made a straight face and said gloomily: "How can the old man take advantage of you, you take this sword!" And two more swords! ”

Qiu Leng's eyes lit up, and his heart that had been beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell suddenly swelled again!

Confidence! Perseverance! Resolution!

God and Will!

Sword and Makoto!

Qiu Leng's heart suddenly became extremely clear, this feeling was really amazing.

Qiu Leng picked up the sword again, he didn't look at the sword in his hand, he went to see Guo Songyang's people!

He wanted to forget the sword in his hand by looking at Guo Songyang's people, and he also forgot the sword in Guo Songyang's hand!

He wants to forget his fears!

He just wanted to tell himself that Guo Songyang was a human being, and so was he! They all have swords in their hands!

It's just a sword!

Guo Songyang holds a sword with one hand! He slashed out with a sword!

This sword has not changed in the slightest!

Storm and Storm! Heaven and earth change!

This sword is the only thing left in the house!

This sword is the ultimate in change!

This sword can't be changed!

Forward surge! As far as the eye can see!

Qiu Leng intuition is boundless, nowhere to be found! All he could feel was simplicity and composure!

"The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work!" Guo Songyang shouted!

This ordinary thorn is so ingenious that it turns decay into magic! This sword is also a sword that has evolved from decades of changes in the Songyang Iron Sword!

Qiu Leng couldn't bear to look at Guo Songyang's sword, he only looked at Guo Songyang's eyes, but he still had a sense of decadence that was completely distracted.

"Poof!" Autumn Leng roared! "Drink!"

The "Demon Tail Thorn" Netherworld Sword quickly slashed out, and the wind and thunder were concurrent, and the sword momentum was both powerful and incoherent, and it was soft and dark! This sword came later, and it was slashed diagonally from the bottom to the top!

The Nether Sword was weirdly terrifying, and suddenly surged out of mid-air!

Swinging like a scorpion's tail, but with a strong mind! Settle your spirits!

This sword is to resist Guo Songyang's iron sword!

Qiu Leng didn't dare to look at Guo Songyang's sword, he only looked at Guo Songyang's people! He pinned all his hopes on his sword!

Forget all fears! Forget about all changes!

He is strong by him! The sword doesn't change! The Nether Sword must not change!

Guo Songyang's eyes were full of surprise!

"Ding!" Qiu Leng's sword is impartial, right under Guo Songyang's iron sword!

The sword light suddenly dispersed! Bleak!

"Poof!" The powerful and incomparable energy rushed in, like the water of the Yellow River bursting the embankment, out of control!

Qiu Leng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground!

Sun Huozi stood in front of the door and watched, he didn't move, but his eyes were full of joy!

I don't know if this joy is for the autumn cold or for Guo Songyang!

Guo Songyang lost color and said: "You actually use a sword in your left hand!" This sword reminds me of Jing Wuming. ”

When the first sword, Qiu Leng didn't dare to hold it up, so he used his right hand! But this sword is on the side, so the left hand is more skilled! Faster!

Qiu Leng stood up slowly, he supported the ground with his sword, and said to Guo Songyang: "This is the martial arts of the blue scorpion, called the Demon Scorpion Swinging Tail Eight Thorns!" There are eight styles in total, the blue scorpion uses the scorpion tail blade, but I use the sword! This sword is on the sidelines, so I have a bigger grip with my left hand! ”

"Good! What a move! This trick is indeed vicious and weird! I underestimated you! In three months, you have made such rapid progress! Guo Songyang laughed.

Qiu Leng said: "I once fought with a person, and he used a left-handed sword!" Exceptionally fast! It's the fastest sword I've ever seen in the world! But I always feel that he usually uses a sword in his right hand! He's hiding! So sometimes it's necessary to keep a hand, there are no absolute friends in the world! But the sword alone will not betray you! ”

Guo Songyang said: "You're talking about players!" Indeed, you are usually used to using a sword with your left hand, and who would have thought that your right hand would be faster when you fight! ”

"Hmmm! Jing Wuming's right-handed sword is faster than his left! Qiu Leng said.

Guo Songyang's pupils contracted, and he lost his voice and said, "What? ”

Qiu Leng said: "He's on the lookout for Shangguan Jinhong!" Jing Wuming has an apprentice named Yijian, and Yijian uses a right-handed sword! ”

Guo Songyang suddenly closed his eyes, and he nodded quietly.

Qiu Leng actually learned about it from a book, and he deliberately found a reason. He also knew now that the Songyang Iron Sword that had broken through and returned to the basics had been included in the level of Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong, so the Songyang Iron Sword would never lose to the right-handed sword Jing Wudi!

He has this confidence!

"There's one more trick! If you take it, you'll go! Guo Songyang said suddenly.

Qiu Leng was very excited when he thought of the reward, and he said, "Can't get it?" ”

"Then stay! I'm talking about corpses! ”

"No reward?" Qiu Lenghu wondered.

Guo Songyang said coldly: "Letting you go is the best reward!" ”

Guo Songyang stood with his hands in his hands after speaking! He didn't have the slightest intention of drawing his sword! This sword actually let Qiu Leng pull out first, he wants to strike later!

Qiu Leng looked at Guo Songyang, and the cold sweat on his head had fallen wildly.

Guo Songyang just stood there, full of flaws, and his gestures were full of flaws.

But there are many flaws, and Qiu Leng doesn't know where to start!

He can't see the reality, and he also knows that there are flaws all over his body, that is, there are no flaws!

If this sword pierces the air, then the flaws exposed on Guo Songyang's body will also be exposed to him!

Under Guo Songyang's sword, if there is a slight flaw, the blow will be fatal, and what awaits him is the sweep of the storm!

PS: Sorry yesterday, it's my birthday. I drank too much at noon, and until the afternoon, I took the bus for several stops, and I didn't know how to get home in the end. Spit ...... When I woke up, it was eleven o'clock at night, and my wife and children were asleep