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swish

The thirteen stunt monks didn't have any nonsense, and seeing that Ye Cheng was actually ready to fight, he pursed his lips disdainfully, and then raised his hand and pulled out a stalk of glittering software.

Soft as a snake, very weird, the edge is hidden, hard as a sharp arrow, radiant, blowing and breaking the blade.

The soft sword is not something that ordinary players can cast, only when the internal force is released, can the internal force be poured into the soft sword, and if it is used by the finger, it is soft or hard, making it difficult for the opponent to guard.

The thirteen stunt monks are the stunts of the Shaolin Temple, and the Dharma swordsmanship is also the top existence among the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, and the soft sword shook in the hands of the thirteen stunt monks, and immediately turned into a sword shadow in the sky, shooting out one after another, or fierce and terrifying, or hiding a killing machine, and one move blocked Ye Cheng's retreat from the front and back, forcing Ye Cheng to only fight head-on.

A master is a master, and as soon as he makes a move, he will put people to death, and he uses an upright conspiracy to make Ye Cheng unable to dodge.

Ye Cheng couldn't dodge, and he didn't want to dodge, the master battled, once he flinched in fear in the face of the opponent's strong attack, not only could his own strength not be able to swing ten percent, but his future cultivation would probably always be shrouded in this shadow in his heart.

To reach Ye Cheng's strength, it is already difficult to improve just by virtue of diligent study and hard practice, at this time, the state of mind is very important, the state of mind is calm, it is possible to have an epiphany because of even a trivial matter, and if the state of mind is not improved, that hundred years of cultivation will definitely be nothing.

The boundary between a master and a master is as simple as that, but it is such a simple line that makes most players and aborigines. Before he made a move, Ye Cheng had a feeling of being controlled by others, as if he couldn't escape the fate of being killed no matter whether he shot or not.

If you are another player, you may be frustrated and timid if you have this feeling, but Ye Cheng is just a tough temper, and the more he has this feeling, the more he has to fight.

With a roar, Ye Cheng immediately displayed the Hu family's sword technique, without defense, completely attacking against attacking.

Ye Cheng knew very well that if he defended, he would only make his situation more dangerous, and there might be a chance to attack, of course, in order to prove that he was not timid, Ye Cheng chose to attack as soon as possible.

Ding Ding Ding

The sound of swords clashing kept sounding, and although the thirteen stunt monks were using soft swords, they did not fall into the slightest in front of the Cold Moon Treasure Sword, and every impact would make Ye Cheng's tiger mouth numb.

Snake apprenticeship

The attack was blocked, and the thirteen stunt monks were extremely angry, and with a flick of their wrists, the offensive changed immediately.

The soft sword body is constantly trembling, making it impossible to feel the trajectory of its attack, and the tip of the sword is even more erratic, flickering left and right, like a spirit snake.

Mountaineering and Broken Mountain

Ye Cheng roared angrily at the same time, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his hand also changed in attack, slashing out one by one, and the shadow of the knife remained in the air, looking like a stone ladder for climbing a mountain from a distance, it was orderly, but it was very tight, and it forcibly blocked the attack direction of the software.

bow

With a low roar, the software suddenly rotated ninety degrees, bypassing the interception of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife and stabbing directly into Ye Cheng's forehead.

This is the essence of this trick, one bow, ninety degrees of worship, absolutely beyond everyone's expectations.

But fortunately, Ye Cheng had seen the Dharma swordsmanship, and the monk had also considered the Dharma swordsmanship when choosing a new martial art, and after studying with Ye Cheng, he chose to give up, and Ye Cheng also had a deep understanding of the Dharma swordsmanship.

The character of the thirteen stunt monks has changed greatly, but what he performs is still the Dharma sword technique in the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple, although the Dharma sword technique is weird, but it still can't escape the kind of righteousness of the Shaolin Temple, even if it is a sneak attack, it is also a frontal attack of the open.

break

Ye Cheng had long expected this move, and when the soft sword crossed the defense and stabbed it directly, Ye Cheng also snorted coldly, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife suddenly slammed upward.

Hitting the soft sword with the back of the sword, a crisp sound like a dragon's groan suddenly sounded, and under the blow, the soft sword trembled violently, and the tip of the sword that was bowed down was also rebounded.

"Huh" The thirteen stunt monks were stunned at this time, originally thought that with his internal strength, coupled with the unpredictable Dharma sword technique, two moves were enough to kill Ye Cheng, but the fact was greatly beyond his expectations, not only did he not kill Ye Cheng, but he even slightly occupied a slight disadvantage.

Ye Cheng and the Thirteen Stunt Monks had fought against each other at the Martial Arts Alliance Leader Conference, and the Thirteen Stunt Monks didn't dare to say that they knew Ye Cheng's martial arts very well, but they also knew at least seven or eight points, but Ye Cheng gave him a very strange feeling today.

Huaguang is restrained, Ye Cheng is like an assassin hiding in the dark, once he makes a move, he will not be merciful.

With the help of this flirtatious momentum, Ye Cheng instantly counterattacked.

Split Huashan

The simplest move, even an ordinary player can use it when he picks up a steel knife, but this simple and unpretentious move is very powerful in Ye Cheng.

As soon as the howling wind rose, the Cold Moon Treasure Sword was already approaching the top of the heads of the thirteen stunt monks, and the soft sword that had been lifted away had not been withdrawn by him at this time.

"Good means" Ye Cheng's grasp of timing and the technology of micro-control are the thirteen stunts, and the monk couldn't help but praise it.

However, it was simply impossible to defeat the Thirteen Stunt Monks so simply, and Ye Cheng was just taking advantage of the situation, and he didn't think about it at all.

The right hand of the thirteen stunt monks shook slightly, and the soft sword was immediately withdrawn, wrapped around the wrist, turning into a pair of iron gloves, and at the same time taking a step back, the thirteen stunt monks almost dodged Ye Cheng's attack, and at the same time, his right hand bombarded the cold moon treasure knife fiercely.

hum

Ye Cheng snorted coldly, seeing that the thirteen stunt monks wanted to destroy their weapons first, Ye Cheng pursed his lips disdainfully, and without waiting for the move to be old, he twisted his wrist hard, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife immediately changed direction.

Be honest with each other

Ye Cheng unleashed a move, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife flipped over and struck out upwards at a faster degree, looking like he was about to disembowel the thirteen stunt monks.

rumble

The heavy fist slammed on the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, a huge force came, Ye Cheng's arm was numb, the Cold Moon Treasure Knife was smashed and fell sharply, and Ye Cheng, who couldn't grasp it, was also taken a step forward to stabilize his body.

At this moment, the left hand of the thirteen stunt monks pinched the orchid finger and pointed at Ye Cheng's chest like lightning

Finger of the flower, one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, mainly playing acupoint kung fu, once hit, the acupoint is sealed, it is fatal.

Ye Cheng was taken aback, he didn't expect that the thirteen stunt monks would actually be able to fight with each other, attacking with both hands alternately, and the end was even more unguardable.

Dragon Claw Hand

Ye Cheng shouted angrily, his left hand grabbed out like lightning, and the dragon claw hand with scorching internal force instantly collided with the flower finger.

It was just a finger, like a sharp sword in Ye Cheng's feeling, the palm was stabbed, and the severe pain made Ye Cheng almost withdraw his palm.

However, although he received some damage and lost nearly five hundred blood, Ye Cheng still managed to block the attack of the thirteen stunt monks.

Hitting the stick and following the snake, Ye Cheng endured the pain, twisted his left hand, and instantly grabbed the wrist and wrist veins of the thirteen stunt monks.

Not to be outdone, the thirteen stunt monks suddenly retracted their fingers and turned into fists, and one of the moves in the Dragon Descending Tiger Fist was used to occupy the tiger's head, and the degree suddenly doubled, and it had already swept out before Ye Cheng could grab his wrist.

I want to get away with it

Ye Cheng's change of move was also extremely fast, ** The dragon claw hand turned into a belt, led the punch to the side, and at the same time took it to the wrist again.

Ye Cheng's move was quite a bit of a Tai Chi pusher, so it seemed a bit nondescript, but Ye Cheng's strain was very timely, which surprised the thirteen stunt monks.

At this time, it was too late to stop it, and the thirteen stunt monks simply used the dragon claw hand to grab it back, and at the same time, the iron arm of his right hand hit Ye Cheng's forehead directly.

Emperor Qin drew his sword

At the same time as his left hand cast the Xianglong Probe Claw, the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his right hand suddenly slanted upward, he would rather stand up and be hit in the head by a blow, but also make a contribution and cut off the arm of the thirteen stunt monks.

Of course, the thirteen stunt monks didn't want Ye Cheng to hurt him, in his eyes, Ye Cheng was just an ant, at best, an ant with some ability to resist, if he was injured by an ant, it would be a great shame.

Bang bang

There were two loud bangs, the claws of the left hand struck each other, and the swords of the right hand touched each other, neither of the two took the slightest advantage, but Ye Cheng suffered a little loss.

Ye Cheng's blood volume is just over 10,000, but the blood volume of these thirteen stunt monks is 400,000, at the time of the martial arts alliance master conference, the blood volume of the thirteen stunt monks was halved, Ye Cheng is still not an opponent, and now the other party is at the peak of everything, I am afraid that he is standing there and letting Ye Cheng attack, and it is not something that can be killed in three or five clicks.

And whether it is small kung fu, temporary strain, or deep internal force, Ye Cheng does not have the upper hand, no matter what, Ye Cheng has no chance of winning at all.

After the heavy collision, the two were temporarily separated, but the faces of the thirteen stunt monks became cautious.

It was definitely not a temptation just now, the thirteen stunt monks wanted to kill Ye Cheng in seconds as soon as they got started, in his opinion, it wouldn't take long to kill an ant, but the fact surprised him, but in exchange for his more cautiousness

Ye Cheng's heart became more and more depressed, just now the other party despised him, and he hadn't reaped enough benefits, if the thirteen stunt monks were cautious, Ye Cheng's pressure would increase exponentially.

But if you want Ye Cheng's life, this is absolutely impossible.

"It's a big deal to drop a level, Lao Tzu will not be good for you even if he dies." Ye Cheng was ruthless in his heart, swallowed a Tianyuan Pill, and immediately performed light skills and took the initiative to attack.

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife was put away, Ye Cheng's hands became claws, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws were deployed with all his might.

The yin wind was howling, and the cold breath made the surrounding temperature drop by a few degrees sharply, and Ye Cheng's hands were like white bones and withered claws, looking eerie.