"It's really a thousand times for him, it's you!" Ziyan was proud, with the blessing of internal force, he quickly crossed over, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the hidden one!

Who knew that Ziyan was too young to underestimate the enemy, and there was a sturdy black-clothed man next to him who didn't fly up with a dagger that flashed a few times with silver light. Ziyan's right arm with a sword was cut out of a few big holes!

Suddenly, an internal force blasted out, and the hidden person was blasted out a few meters away, which was the internal force that Zi Yan condensed in his left hand!

"Sure enough, it happened! Found it! Ziyan said proudly.

At this point, the hidden person was found, Mo Chang was also stabbed, and Ziyan narrowly won.

Mo Chang, who was about to end, covered his back and said to Ziyan, "How do you know who that person is?" ”

"That person deliberately hid so many hidden weapons and daggers to cover you, just so that he could attack me non-stop, just imagine that his body weight is heavier than that of ordinary people, and his body must be a little stronger. That person is so thin, how can he hide so many hidden weapons, I use myself as bait, so that he thinks I have succeeded, and naturally he will make a move to hurt me. ”

"Do you hear that? You're the one who underestimates the enemy! Mo Chang said to the strong man behind him.

"Subordinates know their mistakes!" The man bowed his hand respectfully.

A group of black-clothed people retreated, Ziyan looked at his arm, it was no big deal, he straightened his robe, and stood upright to greet the next person.

Qi Ming looked at Ziyan and squinted, smiling lightly, sure enough, Ziyan's body seemed to be easier to heal than ordinary people, and the blood stains oozing from the sleeve on that arm seemed to have stopped getting bigger.

In the second scene, Ziyan VS cold noodles

At the end, known as the end of the one-armed, although there is only one right hand, the swordsmanship makes it superb, and his true chief disciple Leng Mian has been carefully taught by him, and his swordsmanship is outstanding.

"Cold noodles?" Ziyan repeated the other party's name.

Looking back at Ziyan with a cold face and no expression, he raised his sword and went on the field, looking at him about twelve or thirteen years old, his aura was extraordinary, and when he saw that he was straightening his wrist, the sword in his hand trembled and wrapped in a layer of faint sword qi.

"Like that fox brother, he knows sword energy... And more sophisticated. Ziyan muttered to himself, looked at the cold-faced sword and asked loudly, "Is it a good sword, is it famous?" ”

"Cold cut."

"Poofhahahaha ”

"Sigh the cold and windy, and the empty mountains blow snow and no one waits." Leng Mian said expressionlessly.

"Yo he! The little brother is not only very handsome, but also quite talented, is there a brother called hot noodles? ! In this way, we can make a pair~" Ziyan stopped laughing and straightened up.

"Don't talk nonsense, make a move!" After Leng Mian finished speaking, he jumped up and came behind Ziyan in an instant!

"......" Ziyan silently knelt on one knee, covering the wound on the outside of his thigh, and sure enough, the sword was so fast, Ziyan didn't even see the moment he took out the sword.

Zi Kai: "Little Yan'er! ”

Qi Jin: "Sister Ziyan! ”

Leng Mian was like playing with prey, and he didn't rush to make a second move, just stood upright, his eyes were indifferent, and he stared down at Ziyan and said coldly: "Don't you make a move?" If you continue like this, you'll soon be defeated. ”

Ziyan looked back and said, "Hehe, your sword is so fast, I have to think about it.... If I make a bold move, I'm afraid my right hand will not be protected..."

Leng Mian: "Hmph, it seems that you are finally serious, and you will see blood as soon as the cold cut comes out!" ”

"I've always been serious, okay?" Ziyan covered his wound and got up, looking at the cold face.

The end of the field shouted leisurely: "Cold noodles, quick victory!" ”

Leng Mian glanced at the master, and was alert: "Yes!" ”

Unexpectedly, just as he answered yes, Ziyan in front of him disappeared, leaving only a puff of sand and gravel smoke, indicating that there were still people here just now.

Ziyan in the distance had fluttering hair, holding a sword in one hand against the ground, squatting and falling steadily in the sand and stone smoke, a pair of bright eyes staring at the cold face.

With a cold face, he held his sword and walked forward, and he crossed in front of Ziyan! It's blazing fast! Who knew that Ziyan was gone again, and there was a burst of gravel again.

Leng Mian: "What are you hiding?!" ”

"I didn't hide, it's called a tactic." Saying that, Ziyan quickly changed places, so that the cold noodles that Xunsheng had arrived were empty.

At this moment, the audience was a little confused, and the pale yellow smoke was made by Ziyan one after another, and the figures of the two were a little hazy.

"Hehehehe~"

"Hehehehe~"

"Hehehehe~"

Ziyan's laughter came from time to time in the sand and gravel smoke, coming from different directions.

"Come out!!" Leng Mian said coldly.

"Isn't the little brother the type with a cold face and a warm heart? I've been dealing with you for so long, and you haven't attacked, are you trying to show mercy to my men? Ziyan said evilly.

When Leng Mian heard it, he was very unhappy, Ziyan said that this was the opposite, and made fun of him for not finding her position.

"Humph! Don't think you can hide all the time, no matter how big this place is, it's just a small space! Saying that, bringing a sword is a stab, but I saw Ziyan's looming figure flashing to the side.

"You can't escape this time!" Leng Mian chased the figure forward quickly, and stabbed a corner of his clothes with his sword.

"Hehehehe~" Ziyan's laughter came from all directions, and the light smile was like a silver bell in his ears.

Leng Mian: "What are you laughing at?!" ”

"Hehe... Because, of course... I want to laugh when I look at you~ Thinking... I can't help but drool over the deliciousness of the noodles! The tone of the two words pasta was particularly tactful, and at the same time, Ziyan stepped forward leisurely against the cold noodle body, stretched out his hand and wiped it on people's faces! quickly flashed into the smoke and disappeared, "Such a cold face is worth conquering!" It's said that some people are just not good at expressing themselves, but in fact, their hearts are quite hot! Aren't you? Ziyan's voice was far away.

"You! Are you a girl?! Don't touch my face again! Leng Mian's expression was a little tense, and he began to roar slightly.

"Hehehehehe~" This time, Ziyan's laughter hidden in the smoke was even cuter, and he was as happy as a child who got a pet.

Although he couldn't see it really, Qi Jin still imagined it when he heard it, and blushed and said, "Sister Ziyan is afraid that she was infected by that Aunt Peony..."

And Qi Ming still hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, but his eyes seemed to be staring at Ziyan's looming figure for a moment, and his eyes chased extremely fast, paying close attention.

It was that happy laughter that angered Leng Mian, he thrust his sword into the ground and stood upright, with a stroke of luck with both hands, both palms burst out, the smoke instantly receded a lot, and a small figure appeared, but this figure appeared directly in front of Leng Mian! A stone's throw away! Ziyan's shot is a sword, pointing directly at Leng Mian's right hand!

Leng Mian's originally parallel hands turned clockwise, not only dodging Ziyan's sword blade, but also forming a spiral force with the internal force, Ziyan's right hand froze because of this internal force! was carried around half a circle by the power of the spiral!

Ziyan took advantage of the situation to turn in a full circle, and raised his foot and kicked to the armpit of the cold face!

Leng Mian was kicked a few meters away, covered his armpits and frowned, and when he looked up, he saw Ziyan landing steadily, pulling out the cold cut on the ground, and holding the sword in both hands to prepare for the attack.

"Humph! It turns out that you have seen this opportunity, don't be complacent, you can't use the cold cut! ”

Leng Mian stepped forward a few steps, climbed the big tree in the courtyard, broke off a branch with a straight shape of the appropriate thickness, penetrated the internal force, and flew down directly from a high place, straight to Ziyan! Ziyan's double sword strike, skillfully coordinated, and had a good deal with the cold-faced branch sword!

The branch sword of the cold face is not so easy to break because of the wrapping of the sword qi, but the faster and faster the attack, the more fierce the attack, the hard touch, Ziyan is a little invincible, she can be very comfortable at the moment, but the cold cut that is too long is not easy to grasp without the blessing of the sword qi, but it drags down Ziyan's offensive, but she can't give up the cold cut, if the cold cut returns to the hands of the cold face, this opponent will be more difficult to deal with.

"Say, if you can't do it, return it to its original owner!" Leng Mian shouted as he hurriedly attacked Ziyan.

"Eh~ little brother, since you have such a good toy, it doesn't matter if you give me a few more touches, I didn't expect it to be so soft, as delicate and silky as your face~" Ziyan said provocatively.

Sure enough, as soon as he mentioned touching his face, the cold face exploded: "I said, don't mention my face again!" Saying that, a bigger and stronger sword qi penetrated the branch sword, a few times, a few brushes, just listening to the sound of Zheng, Ziyan couldn't hold the cold cut! Leng Mian immediately blasted out a palm of internal force, blasting Ziyan to the pillar! Fall hard!

"Ahem, cough, cough..."Ziyan got up holding her chest, and before she could catch her breath, she saw a few silver lights flashing quickly in front of her, and she hurriedly blocked with the carving brake, but she was still forced to retreat by the cold blade! Completely on the passive!

Leng Mian saw that the wound on Ziyan's right hand hit him directly, but he didn't expect Ziyan's right hand to be more flexible than he thought, and he saw that Ziyan was spinning rapidly at the moment, forming a protective shield for the windmill, and the cold blade of the sword was blocked.

After a round of fighting, both of them were a little overwhelmed, quickly separated and distanced, panting slightly, the internal force of the cold face was consumed too quickly, and Ziyan's passive counterattack consumption was not small.

But Leng Mian didn't stop for long, and when he raised his sword, he turned over again, and the force of the sword hit Ziyan's throat directly!

"Little Yan'er !!!" Seeing that the killing intent of the cold face had risen, Zi Wei shouted anxiously!

Ziyan was contemplating, this sword was too heavy, she couldn't block it with the moment brake, so she could only lie down, her upper body leaned back, and she raised her foot to kick Leng Mian's hand holding the sword, so that she could reach Leng Mian's wrist! And at this time, the cold-faced sword blade turned, and the originally upward sword tip slashed down!

"Ahh Ziyan was cold-cut obliquely inserted!