Chapter Eighty-Four: The Pot Drinks Wine

Spring * silkworm cocoon!

Zheng Hu did not hesitate to repeat the old trick. With the violent wave of his arms, he immediately cocooned himself and protected himself in circles one by one.

Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite!

The sword rain was pouring down, and the sky was sprinkled, but it was firmly guarded by Zheng Hu's spring silkworm palm.

"Dreams are far away, and books are urged to become ink." At this time, Qingji's voice sounded again.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

At this moment, Huo Qianshan and his wife stopped thinking at all, but completely put their actions in the hands of Qingji.

The two long swords staggered at unbelievable angles.

A crooked stalk, connecting seven points in the air, like a mad book and drunken grass. The other stalk expands and stretches, and swims in an arc, like a dragon going out to sea.

Suddenly, Zheng Hu was overwhelmed by the attack. The footsteps floated and retreated.

"The wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke is slightly embroidered with hibiscus."

With the sound of Qingji rising again. The sword momentum is unfolded again, soft as water, but it is unstoppable.

Kara!

Seeing that the protection formed by the spring * silkworm palm method is about to be torn apart between this move.

"Third brother resist! The two of them are already at the end of their crossbows, and at most one more move will run out of strength! ”

Seeing that the victory and defeat were divided, the woman in yellow saw the clue.

Huo Qianshan and his wife, under the guidance of Qingji, these tricks are really like divine help, but at the same time, they also consume a lot of strength. Now they are all pale and reluctantly swords, obviously unable to support it.

Break! Break! Break! Break! Break!

Hearing the words of the woman in yellow, Zheng Hu's spirits were greatly lifted. Swinging his arms like crazy, he was able to block the double swords out of the circle again.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's hard to turn defeat into victory after all." When the Nine Emperor Princes saw this, they shook their heads.

The three swordsmanship techniques pointed out by Qing Ji are all pieced together from various verbal duels in the general outline of the sword spectrum.

Although it is strange and abrupt, the power is terrifying. However, the operation of such a new way of swordsmanship is not an authentic kendo in the end, and the loss of oneself is also very huge. It can be said that 800 enemies were injured and 1,000 were self-inflicted.

The Nine Emperor Princes thought about it, if Huo Qianshan and his wife could attack according to the moves they had planned, although they were not as powerful as the three moves of Qingji. But the victory lies in ingenuity and effortlessness, step by step.

Within seven moves, before the strength was exhausted, he broke through Zheng Hu's defense in one fell swoop.

"The pot is empty and I am afraid of drinking a glass of wine, and I am afraid of an empty bottle when I drink a wine glass."

At this moment, Qingji's voice sounded again.

"Huh? What kind of verbal decision is this? ”

The Nine Emperor Princes' rippling eyes widened, suspecting that he had misheard.

At the same time, Huo Qianshan and his wife were also stunned. Because of these two verbal sentences, they have never heard of it, and this is not the Tianfeng Lingxi Sword Spectrum at all.

The two were already exhausted. Even if Qing Ji is still pointing out the sword spectrum moves, he may not be able to use them again, not to mention that this is an inexplicable two-sentence verbal decision?

In this stunned kung fu, Zheng Hu seized the opportunity and turned defense into offense.

With two palms, he knocked the two long swords out of his hands and flew out of the pavilion.

"Sister Xia, be careful!"

Huo Qianshan woke up in an instant, and at this time, he couldn't tolerate any hesitation, and immediately instinctively swung his fist to meet him. Ping Pong bang, blocking Zheng Hu's successive attacks.

The young woman in purple also screamed and fought back.

The two of them have cultivated for many years, all on two long swords and a set of Heavenly Phoenix Spirit Rhino Sword Spectrum. At this time, he lost his long sword, and fought empty-handed, and his mind had no time to think.

But this shot was naturally cooperative. Although there is no sword in his hand, the artistic conception of the Tianfeng Spirit Rhino Sword is also born between the fists and feet.

"The pot is empty and you are afraid of drinking a glass of wine, and you are afraid of an empty bottle when you drink a wine glass. I understand! Hahaha......"

In the flash of his mind, Huo Qianshan's figure burst out. With legs like a dragon, he kicks in the air in a chain. It's like stepping on an invisible staircase, about to ascend to the sky.

When the young woman in purple saw it, she didn't think twice and followed up. The hands bloom like flowers blooming gracefully.

Suddenly, she stood in front of her eyebrows with one hand straight up into a palm, palm facing inward. The other hand swept slightly over the sideburns.

This trick is like a beauty dressing up, a self-portrait.

The Nine Emperor Princes looked at it again. He vaguely saw that the artistic conception of the young woman in purple was actually the thirteenth style of the Tianfeng Lingxi Sword Spectrum, "Emei was once jealous".

And Huo Qianshan's moves are even more subtle, although they still have the spirit of the sword intent, but they are unpredictable, so that he can't see which move it belongs to.

The Nine Emperors frowned. He really couldn't figure out why after Qingji said these two inexplicable verbal sentences, the couple was like a fairy possessed. With bare hands, it is better than two swords in hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Huo Qianshan's legs crisscrossed and swept the void. With a kind of rock-breaking momentum piercing through the clouds and breaking the shore in the waves, he counted his legs in a row and kicked Zheng Hu several times in a row.

Immediately afterwards, the palm of the young woman in purple was like a flower around a tree, and it was also a dozen palms in a row, hitting Zheng Hu's chest and abdomen.

Ahh

Zheng Hu screamed in pain, and the whole person was beaten high and fell out of the pavilion.

Sou!

Yellow shadows flickered. I saw that the woman in yellow had already appeared outside the pavilion. Reaching out to catch Zheng Hu's falling body. Flashed again, and then returned to the table.

"Big Sister ......"

Zheng Hu opened his eyes and found that he was sitting peacefully in his seat. I couldn't help but blush, and I couldn't speak.

"Hmph. Useless stuff! ”

The woman in yellow shook her face away and didn't look at him. only stared at Qingji, as if he wanted to see this young man from the inside to the outside.

"Hahahaha! Second brother, this competition was really full of twists and turns, but in the end, the younger brother was lucky to win first. ”

In the laughter, the three princes' eyebrows fluttered, and they stood up excitedly, unconcealing their pride.

"Humph! You're too unreserved. It's just a competition, and then you get carried away, what kind of system has become. ”

The second prince's face became extremely ugly. Of course, he never expected that Zheng Hu, who was extremely powerful, would actually lose.

"Third brother, this time the younger brother is also blind. Where did you get that kid from? The cultivation of a mere half-step human king, how can he have such a means, it is really the extreme. ”

The Seventh Prince stared at a pair of bull's eyes, and he also stared at Qingji, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

"Brother Qingji, today my husband and I are deeply grateful to you, and we really can't repay it. In the future, if anyone is sent, he will go to the soup and die. ”

"Yes, that's right. Good brother, my sister really accepted your great affection today, and I can't repay it. ”

At this time, before Huo Qianshan and the young woman in purple came to Qingji's banquet, they both bowed down.

"The two of you must not, the little brother really doesn't dare to be." Qingji was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped up and supported the two.

"Phew! It's really a bun that has never seen the world. However, with two against one, he won one game by luck. As for that? ”

Seeing this scene, the bald man Zheng Hu cursed angrily. Until now, he is still extremely unconvinced. It was supposed to win, but in the end it was inexplicably lost.