Chapter Eighty-Three: Helping from the Table

Originally, the two of them were out of breath, but they could only fight against the sword, and they didn't dare to stop for a moment. Otherwise, the opponent will immediately turn the defense into an attack and lock in the victory.

But who knew that the sound of Qingji seemed to follow the rhythm of the attack and defense of both sides.

As if he had hit the center of the acupoint, not only was the momentum of the Tianfeng Lingxi Sword slowed down, but it was also the time when Zheng Hu's old power was exhausted and the new power was not born.

This time, Huo Qianshan and his wife were tantamount to a moment of respite.

Both of them are strong people, and the moment they regained their breath, their energy was quite revived. Suddenly, his spirit was lifted, and the sword exploded again, attacking Zheng Hu again.

It's a dozen tricks. Qingji held the wine glass in his hand, and there was a loud sound. The offensive and defensive rhythm of both sides was slowed down again.

If this is the case several times, Huo Qianshan and his wife were originally weak and crumbling. But after getting these few respites, he gradually adjusted his breathing and stabilized the offensive again.

And the victory that Zheng Hu's side was supposed to reverse, but it was stifled by life.

Zheng Hu's heart suddenly became anxious again. Struggling to resist, he shouted violently:

"That boy, what are you doing with it? Stop! If you annoy Lao Tzu again, I will want you to look good later! ”

Sincere! Sincere! Sincere!

Qing Ji would not take such threatening words to heart. Ignoring the other party, a wine glass found time to resist, but still kept knocking.

At this time, all the spectators on the three-sided table were already looking at each other.

Since the Third Prince and his entourage entered this pavilion, everyone's eyes were mostly on measuring the cultivation realm of Duan Tian and Huo Qianshan and his wife.

As for Qingji, everyone's eyes almost swept over him. Because of the half-step king, it can be directly ignored in such occasions.

But who would have thought that it was such a country boy who looked low in martial arts and dressed in a very ordinary rustic manner. actually beat it at will with just a wine glass, and it turned the tide of the fierce battle between the three human kings.

Although it was too early for Huo Qianshan and his wife to turn defeat into victory at this time, at least they had stabilized their position, and the defeat was not decided as expected by the previous powerhouses.

"Third brother, the strength of the two of them has not fully recovered, so they should not be given a chance to breathe. Fight with the dragon eagle pulse interception hand! ”

Seeing that Zheng Hu had fallen into the disadvantage again, the woman in yellow quickly shouted and pointed. At the same time, she turned her face, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and a cold killing intent in her eyes shot towards Qingji unabashedly.

Although he did not speak, the meaning of the naked threat was self-evident.

Duan Tian, who was sitting at the same table as Qingji, frowned. The woman in yellow is almost the most powerful cultivator, which makes this killing intent almost condense into substance. Even he felt his heart shake and chills all over his body.

Duan Tiannai is the eldest prince of Beishan Mansion, and his status and status even if several princes see him, he must be polite to him.

I will not be intimidated by this notorious yellow-clothed rakshasa with no background.

was about to reprimand, but saw Qingji suddenly stop the wine glass in his hand and stopped knocking.

Then he picked up the flask and poured a full glass of wine. Holding it in his hand, looking at the fierce fight of the three people in the field, he seemed to hesitate about something.

This time it was a surprise to everyone. Everyone said in their hearts: "Could it be that this kid was frightened by the yellow-clothed rakshasa and didn't dare to knock on the cup again?"

Yes, he is only a half-step Wang Xiuwei, under the impact of the killing intent of a strong man like the yellow-clothed Rakshasa , his mind is lost and he is in chaos. It makes sense to use a glass of wine to suppress the shock. ”

"Humph!"

When the woman in yellow saw this scene, she was very satisfied. At this time, Huo Qianshan and his wife lost Qingji's guidance, and their swordsmanship was scattered again.

Zheng Hu's moves have changed drastically, and he no longer uses the spring silkworm palm method to stick to it. Instead, it turned into a knife, with an incomparably chilling aura. Soaring like an eagle, changing like a dragon, completely ruthless with life.

And his offensive was mostly aimed at the young woman in purple, Huo Qianshan was concerned about his beloved wife, and he suddenly panicked when he made a move.

The sword moves that were supposed to be offensive were also forced to be changed to defense. In this way, it is even more precarious.

At this moment, Qing Ji suddenly drank the wine in his hand. He slammed the empty cup on the table.

Strange to say, with this sound, the shots of the three people in the field were all sluggish.

The next moment, I heard Qingji shouting: "Come is empty words to disappear, and the moon is inclined to the fifth watch upstairs." ”

"Hey, this is the oral decision of the general outline of the Heavenly Phoenix Spirit Rhino Sword Spectrum. This young man has actually read the sword book?

No wonder, it seems that his understanding of this set of swordsmanship is far above that of this couple, and he is able to guide the two of them to shoot from the table.

However, his half-sentence combination of the second and seventh forms seems to be out of place, and he may not be able to catch up with the trick I just implied......"

After listening to Qingji's two sentences, others still didn't understand what was going on. The Nine Emperors were shocked, and their beautiful faces once again showed surprise.

Qingji's performance just now had surprised the Nine Emperors in their hearts.

Although this young man's cultivation is not high, just because he can see through the offensive and defensive rhythm of the three kings and powerhouses, and help this hand with a wine glass, he already has the aura of a generation of martial arts masters.

Although it can be done by changing themselves, the disparity between the status of the two sides is huge, and the other party is just a mountain boy in a wasteland on the border, and it is surprising that he can have such a method.

While the Nine Emperors' hearts were shaken, they couldn't help but secretly have a desire to win.

He has been fond of swordsmanship since he was a child, and this Tianfeng Lingxi Sword Book has also practiced hard by chance.

Although due to talent, it is difficult to be as distracted and dual-purpose as Yan Tianshuang, and use the power of one person to use two swords, but he is conceited and familiar with the offensive and defensive changes of the entire set of swordsmanship.

Seeing that Huo Qianshan and his wife had fallen into disadvantage again, the Nine Emperor Princes secretly used the various moves contained in the sword book to devise a counterattack to win.

But at this moment, after listening to Qingji's two general outline oral decisions, they were very different from the moves he had proposed.

The Nine Emperors' brows furrowed, and he didn't believe that the moves pointed out by Qing Ji could be stronger than himself. But seeing that the swordsmanship of Huo Qianshan and his wife changed suddenly, he really decided according to these two general outlines, and each used half a move in the two swordsmanship that were originally incompatible.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

Snort!

To the surprise of the Nine Emperor Princes, these two half-moves were combined in one place, and they actually unbelievably stimulated great power.

The tips of the two long swords touched in mid-air.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew met, a rain of light burst out that was even brighter than fireworks. sprinkled one after another, enveloping Zheng Hu's whole person.

"Not good!"

Zheng Hu was horrified. At this moment, he felt almost isolated from the outside world, and his entire body seemed to be wrapped in an endless blade of sword.

The awe-inspiring aura emanating from these blades made Zheng Hu understand that once he was hit by it, the invulnerability of the so-called human king and powerhouse could only be a joke.