The dozens of Tartar masters, seeing Qi Yufeng Xing galloping away, a long sword in his hand dazzling, turned into a white light, and killed a few more people in an instant, immediately without thinking, shouted in unison, and immediately used their respective blades, stepped forward to add.

Qi Yufeng saw that many blades came together, suddenly raised his head, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and shouted at everyone, his voice has accumulated the method of increasing the power of Zixia Divine Luck, and the true qi is unmatched, and it suddenly burst out, and there is really a long wind moving the ground, and the power of cloud qi aggregation.

Everyone was caught off guard, and when they heard this shout, their bodies suddenly shook, their ear drums buzzed, their faces were painful, and they only felt that their ears were ringing like thunder, as if something in their minds had burst open in an instant, turning into thousands of fragments.

Immediately, among the dozens of Tartar masters, those with slightly shallow skills, as soon as they tilted their heads, they fell straight back, and the remaining dozens of people fought against each other, although they did not hurt the nerves and fainted to the ground, but they were also sallow, beads of sweat rolled down, and the internal injuries were not light.

Qi Yufeng took this opportunity, and the long sword suddenly stabbed out, the sword light flashed, fantastic, unpredictable, like flowers everywhere, with buds and stamens, fighting for strangeness.

His sword is based on the key of "no defects, no concave and convex places, no discontinuity" in the "Jiuyang Divine Skill", with Tai Chi as the god and Dugu as the use, regardless of the virtual and real, whether there is or not, movement and static, attack and defense, advance and retreat, it is just right, it can be said to dissolve the dogma of a hundred schools, not limited to every possible way, and truly achieve free swing, arbitrary.

At this time, the wind whistled under him, and three long knives landed on the ground, and the three of them used the earth hall sword kung fu to attack his lower plate, and at the same time. Above, in front, on the left, on the right, there are also several blades rushing towards him, as long as any one of them is hit, his life is in danger.

Qi Yufeng said in his heart: "There are so many opponents, and the melee will go on." I'm not skilled in this sword move, I'm afraid of many changes, if I don't let them know how powerful, I will definitely not die. ”

He was slightly sideways, and the long sword in his right hand swept up, once again using the kung fu of a quick sword to kill. I saw that the sleeves of his robe flicked, and a gust of wind rolled out with the momentum of the long sword, and suddenly several people in front of him were swept by the wind, and they couldn't help but avoid it slightly, Qi Yufeng took this opportunity to unfold his swordsmanship. The three people in front of him who performed the Ditang Sword Technique were each hit with a sword in their heads, and their brains burst out and died.

And he turned back the sword, and there was a faint light at the end of the tip of the sword, which was like a devastating force, and with a swing, he cut off dozens of blades one after another, and the long sword was like frost and snow. In an instant, more than a dozen people in front of him were shrouded in sword light, only to see the wind and the four fields, the clouds and mist were misty, and the lightning was flowing. But I saw that he was standing upright, but there was still a living person on the ground?

Immediately, many Tartar masters, although they are all murderous and tyrannical. But he couldn't help but gasp, and one person shouted: "Bu Da Sun Light Array!" ”

All the Tartar characters, hearing this, rolled over and rolled over, and laid down their positions, wanting to use this "Great Sun Bright Array" to resist Qi Yufeng and a divine sword.

But as soon as Qi Yufeng took the lead, he was willing to give up, and immediately took advantage of the opponent's position before he could stand in a fixed position, and he wanted to cross the river and hit its upper stream.

He unleashed light skills, like a tiger like a flock of sheep, galloping away, a long sword is unpredictable, whether the opponent or a knife or a sword, or a gun or a halberd, it is a move to cut the throat, only to see the blood flowers flying, and in an instant, seven or eight masters have died.

The remaining characters were in a hurry and couldn't cope with it, and when they were panicking, they suddenly heard a loud shout from afar: "Lotus heart treasure, samaya form." ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, but they also knew that the big reinforcement was coming, this was to ask everyone to gather together, gather together, and immediately grab a few shield spears scattered by the Yuan soldiers on the ground, and gather in one place, just like a hedgehog, no matter how fast the Qi Yufeng long sword is, it can't step forward for a while and kill everyone.

He heard the sound of a fierce wind in the air, and suddenly he looked up, and saw a yellow shadow, which moved across the air, and flew over, and then turned in the air, and shot like an arrow, and threw himself at him, and with a pestle on the head, it came at him.

Qi Yufeng faced the enemy, raised his hand with a sword, Tig stabbed, hooked and dug and picked, a sword turned into eight swords, the offensive was extremely fierce, and he stabbed at the opponent, the tip of the sword meandered, and it already brought an inch of sword light.

The man saw Qi Yufeng's backhand stabbing out at will, he had such a skill, he knew that it was not good, he hurriedly dodged it, retreated backwards, Qi Yufeng shouted and chased, the long sword ran like a swimming snake, and the wind was galloping, but the man had no effect, but he seemed to have made up his mind to escape, no matter how fast Qi Yufeng was, he couldn't trace it.

The man jumped into the crowd, turned around, clapped several palms on the people around him, knocked everyone into the direction of the big array, and shouted in his mouth: "Great compassion samadhi, nourish all goodness." ”

When everyone heard this, they got up, tumbled and rolled, and at the same time roared, grabbed up together, set up the formation, Qi Yufeng bullied and went straight forward, relying on the long sword to God, invincible, and not afraid at all.

But he saw that the three of them attacked three times in a row on his left, Qi Yufeng's horizontal sword was sharply sharpened, but the three people were very obscene, and the tricks were undecided, so they fled back to the formation, not waiting for Qi Yufeng to come to his senses, but the other three rolled forward, all attacking Qi Yufeng's calf, and the other three took the opportunity to rush in the air, three spears, and stabbed Qi Yufeng's heart.

This time, all the Tartars cooperated with each other, like the rolling waves of the sea, a wave did not settle, a wave rose again, Qi Yufeng did not wait for the attack and dismantling, the Tartars had already retreated. But he didn't know whether his opponent's tricks were real or false, so how could he not be careful?

And these dozen or so people are seamless, and the timing is quite clever, really fast and ingenious. Qi Yufeng used several exquisite swordsmanship, but only injured a few people's flesh and skin, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and said in his heart that these people's martial arts are not weak, almost no less than Duan Siyi and others, and he succeeded in sneaking up on it for a while, but he couldn't escape far away from it, but he was a little careless.

He turned his body and shook off his long sword, but he saw that those people's tricks were false and real, almost all of them were false moves, but each move could be turned into reality and had to make him wary, he knew that with the skills of these dozen people's blades, each of them was far from himself, if there were a few fewer people, his long sword would have killed these people a long time ago. It's just that they gathered, and under the shouting of the yellow-clothed monk later, this formation was mysterious and vicious, unbelievable, and the tail corresponded, but they never could break through this layered, storm-like attack.

He turned the long sword yuan continuously, making it like a round of red sun, invulnerable, while secretly thinking about breaking the enemy's method in his heart, fortunately, the enemy also knew that his swordsmanship was excellent, just a group of three, a cluster of five people far away chain of stabs, although the opponent or Zhan Zhi in front, suddenly in the back, or Zhan Zhi on the left, suddenly on the right, but not even the corners of his clothes, and did not dare to fight in close quarters.

Qi Yufeng is like a thunderbolt, and he attacks five or six swordsmanship in a row, but once he steps forward, he feels that there are opponents' swords and sword shadows in all directions, and the blade points to him, not leaving his vital acupoint, although he is afraid of his divine sword power, and the tricks do not need to be old, but Qi Yufeng also feels that the acupoint is also cold, very uncomfortable, and can only be forced to retreat.

The old monk later, his face was blue, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, obviously extremely angry, he made the vajra in his hand, dancing into a yellow light, and his skill was particularly profound, Qi Yufeng only felt that when he did it, there was always a seemingly soft, but actually powerful wind pressed on his chest, and his breath was blocked, and he was a little out of breath.

Even though he carried the Zixia magic to resist, but the sleeve wind came suddenly, and left suddenly, but he didn't know when it came, and he couldn't always hold his breath and wait, and he couldn't help but be slightly frightened, this great danger, the slightest difference, he would decide life and death, if he was forced to go backwards when he was running the internal breath, even if he didn't die on the spot, he would have to be seriously injured, and most of the internal strength was lost, this old bald donkey really had a stunt, unfathomable.

Fortunately, his newly comprehended swordsmanship, although the attack is beyond his strength, but to save his life is a first-class good messenger, immediately he is not in a hurry to attack, his steps are steady, make a whirlwind dance, the long sword is like falling into a curtain, look around, and then the enemy's formation, and what he has learned, one by one.

At this time, although his life was in danger, but his mind did not belong, and this long sword became more and more erratic, only to see his sword blade, the sword flowers were scattered, and the sand flew and the stones were gone, dazzling. The cold light and cold air, the sword condensed into a ball, like fog but not fog, like electricity like clouds, those Tartar thieves, although they fought desperately, they gradually trembled.

Qi Yufeng unfolded the seven-flower footwork, mixed with the four-elephant footwork passed by Hu Fei, seeing that the Tartar was fierce, he dodged one or two, and saw that the opponent's tricks were quite weak, so he went up to stab the two swords, so that the two sides were entangled, his long sword was like snow, smart, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, while the other side was circling and rolling, changing, but no one could kill anyone.

He investigated carefully, and intuitively felt that this formation seemed to be complicated and abnormal, with many changes, and the first section was broken, but the second section had to be determined according to the shape shì, even if the second section was broken, the shape of the third section was difficult to say.

And the opponent is changing rapidly, turning around everywhere, dazzling, but where is the time for him to think through the front and back?

At this moment, the white-robed man among the five stood up, his eyes were clear, elegant and elegant, staring closely at the battle situation of several people, and suddenly shouted: "Go to the dry door, turn the position." ”

And the gray-clothed monk beside him also said loudly at the same time: "The dry road is infinitely lucky, and the world is wide!" Shaoxia, this is a formation derived from the "Great Sun Rulai Sutra", you must remember that 'non-long, non-short, non-round, non-square, non-bright, non-dark, these words can be cracked. ”

Qi Yufeng heard the words of the two, his eyes looked at the dry door, and he looked at the position, and the strange tricks in front of him were simplified and clear in his eyes.

When he landed, he let out a long roar, the sword qi was thousands of horizontal, and he stabbed forward diagonally, and a sword stabbed one after another, like a long river, endlessly, and when he landed, he stabbed an opponent to death, and the formation was immediately broken.

When the old monk saw that another person had died, he was furious and said, "The thief is a big thing for me!" ”

He suddenly soared into the sky, stood up, and then made a turn in the air, shooting like an arrow, like a yellow dragon, and attacked the gray-clothed monk. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )

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