……

The situation has become dire.

between the electric light and flint.

Su Qing and Bai Yujing had already moved at the same time, one of them was like a tiger pounceing on an ape, running out of three or four zhang in one step, and the other was like a wind, with white clothes fluttering, and the sword was like one, like an arrow off the string, shooting with the momentum of thunderbolt.

They were already drawing their swords, and at the same time as they were swords, they were all swept towards Yuan Zixia.

Two tigers are fighting, how can they leave others to wait around?

The answer is definitely no.

This is also why none of them chose to join forces with this woman, because when it comes to this life and death decision, who will easily trust others, if the fight is in full swing, and you are suddenly stabbed in the back, it is not too unjust to die, and no one knows if this woman also wants to sit in the position of the boss of the green dragon.

What's more, she is still a scheming woman.

Therefore, instead of guarding against the past, it is better to be above board.

The rivers and lakes, in the final analysis, are just one vertical and one horizontal. Now that the damned ones are dead, there are only three of them left, and the conspiracy is no longer effective, so naturally we have to talk about the confidence that they rely on each other. You must know that the difference between the strong and the despicable is that they may like to hide in the shadows and enjoy the pleasure of manipulating everything, but they are never afraid to face the enemy, and they know how to distinguish what is the basis of their own survival.

That's strength, and confidence.

Su Qing is like this, Bai Yujing is like this, and even Yuan Zixia is like this.

She stopped laughing or talking now, because she was very smart, and at such a point, no matter how much she said, it was just nonsense, and the two people in front of her could no longer be shaken by words.

The slender white and greasy right hand held a knife tightly, and her delicate face was as beautiful as a flower, revealing a kind of excitement, so excited that she almost trembled uncontrollably, because maybe after today, she can also ascend to the sky in one step and become the chief scoop of the "Green Dragon Society" who commands both black and white.

Only, survive.

"Kill!"

Delicate falls.

She also moved, instead of passively waiting for the two to force over at the same time, she might as well meet it herself, the three of them restrained each other, and the victory or defeat was still two, she had hidden for so many years, didn't she just wait until a critical time, reverse the decision, or change her life, now, isn't it the most critical time.

The purple clothes flew up like a glow, like a floating purple cloud, and a snow-bright sword light hung horizontally in the air, rolling up all the sword momentum that the two of them stabbed at the same time.

It's amazing.

It is hard to imagine that a petite and charming woman can carry a broad-backed thick-ridged machete more than three feet long in her small hand.

"My twelve hall masters were originally set up for assassination, do you really think that I have only learned how to coax those stinky men over the years?"

The three of them are already fighting together.

Su Qing's left hand was a soft sword, he stabbed Yuan Zixia, and his right hand was Zhao Gu, attacking Bai Yujing.

And although Bai Yujing only has one sword, but in terms of swordsmanship, it has reached an unbelievable situation, he only swings his sword, and the sword he swings out is like a ball of mercury that spreads out, and the sword light is extremely bright, if the stars are cloudy, a sword can shoot at two people at the same time.

Under the bronze mask, his face was no longer visible, except for a pair of eyes peeking out of the dragon's eyes, glowing with indescribable brilliance, as if they had become two embellished stars.

Three people, each of them kept shooting at the other two, and kept fending off the attacks of the two people.

The sword wind swished, and the sword light swished.

Su Qing's double swords are flying, with two hearts, rigidity and softness, he knows that he must not stalemate for too long, the three-person fight is not as good as the rest of the two, the two fight, in the end, it is not as safe as one person, besides, no one knows if there is a gang of the "Blue Dragon Society" nearby, so it should be decided quickly to prevent accidents.

Suddenly.

The straight and snowy soft sword in his left hand was urged by him to exert internal force, and his arm shook, and the long and narrow sword body suddenly rose and fell like a swimming snake, and the tip of the sword was cold, like a poisonous snake spouting out.

Although this is a sword, it is already a strange soldier, and the sword momentum is completely different from ordinary sword weapons, like a drizzle in the wind, fluctuating, and it is very reasonable to speculate.

Sure enough, Yuan Zixia's face changed slightly, the steel knife in her hand was a wide open and closed way, but as soon as she encountered this soft sword, it was as if she had encountered a loach under the blade, never confronting her head-on, dexterous and ruthless.

"Poof!"

Cutting out a knife diagonally, seeing that the soft sword was slashed by the waist, I didn't want the sword body to bend inward, and the tip of the sword turned out of an arc, and it had turned over her steel knife and pierced it towards the heart.

Yuan Zixia was shocked, her face turned inexplicably white, and the steel knife that was split out was hurriedly lifted up against the soft sword, seeing that the soft sword was about to pierce her heart, she was so far away, the tip of the sword was straight to the placket of her clothes and silently drew a gap, a touch of white and delicate alluring scenery, which was immediately revealed, but in a blink of an eye, it was dyed red by the oozing blood.

The woman snorted in pain, frightened, but she didn't dare to be distracted.

As soon as this soft sword was blocked, a terrifying cold light had already struck like a flying star, the Immortal Sword.

She desperately urged the knife to block, the sword collided, the edge of the blade rubbed, and there was a piercing sound, the immortal sword hit back, and then slashed back towards Su Qing, and Yuan Zixia's knife also attacked Su Qing at the same time.

Su Qing slammed his toes, his heels hit the ground, his big sleeves were scooped, his body slid back, and he backhanded his backhand, and the immortal sword that he slashed had been blocked.

Another sword light broke through the air.

This woman must have hated him so much, the blade slashed down, either the head or the neck, Su Qing blocked a sword, and the whole person suddenly turned sideways like a spinning top, with two swords in hand, and it was actually in a moment to counterattack Yuan Zixia.

I want her life.

As soon as the palm of his right hand turned, he changed from a straight grip to an inverted grip, sticking to his right arm, and at the moment when the steel knife was chopping, he raised his arm, and the huge chopping force fell instantly, through the sword body, pressing towards his right arm and even his body.

Su Qing's rotating figure sank suddenly, and at the same time as he blocked the knife with his sword, the soft sword in his left hand, "swished" rolled out of his wrist, wrapped around Yuan Zixia's right arm holding the knife, turned around, the tip of the sword climbed upward, and it had been stabbed under the opponent's armpit, retreating with a touch, bringing out a wisp of blood arrow.

The pain struck, as if she had guessed the fate she was about to face, Yuan Zixia's red lips were about to open, but under the knife that had lost her strength, she suddenly saw a cyan sword light like autumn water had already slashed under the blade and disappeared into her snow neck.

But it was only a sword, and as soon as the sword hit, Su Qing let go of the sword as if he had been struck by thunder, and rolled to the ground without any attention, but when he saw a flashing of mercury-like sword light, the sleeve of his robe on his right arm was cracked, and a sword wound bloomed from the skin and flesh of his forearm, almost the pain of breaking his arm.

Su Qing hung down his bloodied right hand, held a soft sword, and hurriedly turned over and jumped up from the ground.

It was still inserted into Yuan Zixia's neck.

Bai Yujing didn't look at the woman who fell to the ground and coughed up blood, but looked at Su Qing.

"It seems that sometimes it's not a good thing to have nothing, you see, you are afraid of my subordinates, so you want to fight quickly, so you show your flaws, do big things, it's not good to be too anxious!"

Su Qing twisted his eyebrows and listened, then he thought about it seriously, and said in a deep voice: "You always like to talk about nothing, it can be seen that behind you, there should be more than the Qinglong Society, I guess you not only have the identity of the rivers and lakes, but also in the temple, you must also be a person with power, either the emperor or the country!" ”

"Looks like you've found another reason why I have to kill you!"

Su Qing stretched out his hand and wanted to pull out the sword on the ground, but Bai Yujing would give him a chance to breathe, his body swept away, just like a fleeting ghost, the long sword stabbed out instantly, and the sword light appeared, but in the trembling thunder, dozens of cold sword lights were differentiated, like seven or eight people stabbing at the same time.

Su Qing raised his sword to meet him, as if he saw that he was making a soft sword, this sword can be a sword, but it is difficult to have such a fast change, as soon as the two swords meet, Su Qingguang is just dismantling, and several bloody wounds have been stabbed out of his body.

"Looks like you're going to have to pay for your life now!"

Bai Yujing sighed.

What kind of loneliness is undoubtedly the loneliness of people at the peak, who know the world and have no confidants.

Although he was sighing, the offensive became more and more fierce, forcing Su Qing to retreat one after another, forcing him to be in danger and embarrassed.

Su Qing suddenly didn't retreat, he had no way to retreat, against the wall, as if he was cornered, he couldn't help but breathe.

Bai Yujing pressed forward step by step.

"Go and accompany them!"

Another sword.

But he saw a flash of white light, and suddenly entangled the immortal sword like a finger twist.

"Dying throes!"

Bai Yujing said lightly.

However, he suddenly gasped, and his pupils under the mask shrank.

It's just that Su Qing's right hand, which has been hanging down, has been raised again at some point, and he is still holding a knife with a special standard in his hand, and the knife light is lit up, slashing at his hand holding the sword.

"Everything is not until the end, I advise you not to make a conclusion early!"

Su Qing's face, which had been silent, smiled.

"It's a pity, from today onwards, I'm the boss of the Green Dragon!"

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