Huo Du knew in his heart that the opponent's swordsmanship was ever-changing, and if he blindly defended, he could only become more and more passive. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info let out a long roar at the moment, and a gust of wind came out of the right fan and left sleeve at the same time, hitting Guo Poyu.

At the beginning, Guo Poyu just dodged the opponent's bone fan and gale sleeves, and he didn't care about the strong wind, but the fierce fight became more and more intense, and he gradually felt that his mouth and nose were full of strong wind, and his breathing gradually became difficult. At this time, Guo Poyu happened to make the ninth style of the Luoying Sword "Flowing Flowers", and at the moment he walked with the sword, his feet were spread, and he actually passed by Huo Du's side, Huo Du passed by him, and hit the elbow, but at this time, his internal strength was gathered on the wind sleeve and the bone-penetrating fan, and the weakness on the elbow failed to hit Guo Poyu.

Huo Du's strong wind on his sleeves was fierce, and the beggars helped everyone retreat unconsciously, at this time, the two of them were within five zhang of the battle, not to mention others, even the dust and fallen leaves were blown all over the sky by the internal force on Huo Du's sleeves. Guo Poyu interspersed among the falling leaves in the sky, and the purple blade sword was overflowing with colorful streamers, as if even the strong wind on Huo Du's sleeve could cut off.

This Peach Blossom Falling Ying Sword was originally created by Huang Yaoshi's youth when he was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes. In the past, Huang Yaoshi once said: All kinds of martial arts laws are set by the world's laymen, and my generation is transcendent from the outside, so how can I be constrained. This set of swordsmanship created by my Huang Laoxie is like poetry and painting, such as the sound of the piano, such as the river, such as the heart, so that the swordsman has a little bit of aura and understanding, and there is a little bit of swordsmanship, and it is more like the ten-mile peach forest on Peach Blossom Island, proud of the world, bright and unusual.

Guo Poyu's swordsmanship unfolded, the intestines broke the spring river, ten thousand branches of Dancai, red like rain, and three thousand remnants of red. Every move of swordsmanship is a metaphor for a "peach blossom poem", tossing and turning in the poetry and painting, when Yang Guo fought with Gongsun Zhi in the desperate valley, the poetry is in the change of swordsmanship, Gongsun Zhi does not know how to parry, and later thanks to the guidance of the Golden Wheel National Teacher can barely resist, although Guo Poyu made today although his grandfather created, but the knowledge on his poetry book is taught by Qiu Xueer, and he has learned quite carefully since childhood. Huo Du is a barbarian, who rarely reads Han poetry and books, and his knowledge and knowledge are as good as him, but he doesn't know what he means at all. In the shouting of the beggars, he was killed by Guo Poyu and staggered back step by step.

In the midst of the crisis, Huo Du flew his sleeves in a trance and wrapped his sleeves around Guo Poyu's sword waist, and dissolved Guo Poyu's inevitable sword at the last moment. I secretly said a fluke in my heart: Heart Dao, the same set of Luoying swordsmanship. Guo Fu made it sharp, Guo Xiang made Qingjun, and Guo Poyu thief made it so varied. The thieves of the Central Plains have been flaunting the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master for decades, the old thief, the pedantic and the man, and omnipotent, it seems that this statement is indeed somewhat credible. I also thought that I betrayed my teacher and broke the door, and I just wanted to forget about the martial arts passed on by the Golden Wheel and become my own faction. But in the midst of the crisis, several times it was all thanks to his "gale sleeve" martial arts to save my life. In Chongyang Palace, I abandoned him and fled with Darba, and the national teacher has always been resolute, so I will restrain myself, and he will never allow me to return to the door wall. That's it, Huo Du fought hard with Guo Poyu and the thief today, not seeking to revive the family, but only to repay the teacher's kindness.

Thinking of this, Huo Du already had the idea of dying together in his heart. Seeing Guo Poyu's sword "catkins with the wind" fluttering towards him, he didn't know where the sword was going, jumped up, and the purple blade sword passed through, Huo Du grabbed Guo Poyu's right hand holding the sword with all his strength, looked up and said with a cruel smile: "Hello, the little cub of the Guo family, let's go with Xiao Wang." Before the words fell, the internal force of the whole body was dispersed from his arms, and the last trick of the "Gale Sleeves" was displayed, Huo Du's arms and clothes were shattered by his own internal force, turning into thousands of pieces of cloth, and like a butterfly that was given life, flying in the air and rushing towards Guo Poyu's face.

Seeing the sudden change, the onlookers were all unexpected, and couldn't help but exclaim in unison. Wan Yanping and Guo Xiang saw the opportunity to be in front of the group of beggars, and the light skills of "Dengping Crossing the Water" and "Lingao Step" were issued at the same time, and the two women had the same mind, and they just wanted to rescue Guo Poyu before the last shot. At this moment, the red light suddenly flashed in front of the second daughter's eyes, and Wan Yanping saw the opportunity quickly, grabbed Guo Xiang's right wrist and retreated. I saw a line of fire erupting from Guo Poyu's mouth, and there was not a single "cloth butterfly" that Huo Du scattered all over his body.

After Yan Ping saw it inexplicably, Guo Xiang was surprised and pointed to the fire fold in Guo Poyu's hand after the smoke dissipated, and laughed so much that tears flowed out. After Yan Ping saw it, she also smiled, it turned out that Guo Poyu was holding a burnt half-red fire fold in his hand at this time. This kind of fire fold used by street performers to perform "spitting fire" was originally made by soaking white (red) potato vines in water, taking them out and beating them flat, then soaking them with cotton, reeds, tassels, and then pounding, drying them, adding nitrate, sulfur, rosin, camphor and other flammable substances and a variety of spices. When used, blow by mouth, or shake quickly, it will come into full contact with oxygen and then cause a violent reaction and burn. Guo Poyu knew that Huo Du's martial arts were powerful, so he learned this trick of "blowing fire" from street performers in advance, and finally came in handy in the end.

Guo Xiang saw that Guo Poyu was safe and sound, he was comforted in his heart, laughed happily a few times, and couldn't help but feel sad again when he thought of Wang Jianmin's innocent and tragic death. She didn't want to see the tragic situation of Huo Du when he was dying, and she didn't look around and walked away.

Guo Poyu looked at Huo Du, only to see that he had exhausted his internal strength, leaning on the railing of the bluestone bridge, fainting to death, with no sleeves on his arms, and two bare arms. With his left hand, he still grabbed his right hand, Guo Poyu couldn't break free with a slight struggle, and immediately made a move to "laugh and relieve Yi" to break free from Huo Du's grasp. At this moment, a watery system sound sounded in my ears, "Ding Dong, due to the launch of the "stealing" special effect of the martial arts "Split Muscles and Wrong Hands" you used, you obtained Huo Du's prop Shaolin School Boxing Book "Sleeve Qiankun", Guo Poyu suddenly had a thin martial arts book in his hand. At this time, he just wanted to check Huo Du's life and death, and he didn't look at it at the moment and put it in his arms.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside the circle, and a moment later, a tall and thin Tibetan monk came in with a golden pestle in his hand. Guo Poyu saw that the Tibetan monk was vaguely acquainted, and the Tibetan monk saw that he had no intention of making a move, and he was also stunned, and suddenly saw Huo Du in front of him. He asked aloud, "He---is he still alive?" Guo Poyu shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know." The Tibetan monk didn't answer, snatched Huo Du's "corpse" and turned his head to leave, Guo Poyu woke up suddenly, walked quickly around the Tibetan monk and said, "Zifeng Sword return me." He saw that Huo Du was defeated miserably in the end, and he had no intention of putting him to death. I just want to get back the purple blade sword that Guo Xiang borrowed from him.

The tall Tibetan monk Darba didn't know what the young man in front of him was blocking his hand to get something, he only said that he wanted to step forward and make a move, seeing that he was holding a sword on both sides of Ping and Xiang's two daughters, and there were more than 100 beggars behind him.