"No, it should be Brother Cui who invites first.

Please Brother Cui show his sword. ”

The lotus-footed monk folded his hands and bowed slightly, never losing his etiquette.

"What weapon do you plan to use?"

Cui Yu is unwilling to take advantage of others,

If the opponent is empty-handed, even if his fists and feet are just ordinary, he is unwilling to fight the enemy.

The lotus-footed monk knew her thoughts, and laughed loudly,

"Family inheritance exercises, it is difficult to be elegant.

The white lotus protects the body and has magical powers, and it needs to take the qi of heaven and earth, and not fake foreign objects.

Removing the poor road is equivalent to lighting up the weapon.

Therefore, Brother Cui's use of a sword is not considered to take advantage of the poor road. ”

Cui Yu looked at the white feet of the lotus-footed layman, remembered the legend of the white-footed master back then, and believed a little in his heart.

Although he speaks of rules, he is not pedantic,

If the Lotus Foot Lay Master really obtained the true inheritance of the White-Footed Master, then even if he had a sword in his hand, he might not be able to hurt the other party.

"Then there is a blasphemy.

We have only fought a few battles, and now we are taking the lead, and it is not considered to take advantage of the layman. ”

Cui Yu had a long sword in his hand, and first pulled a sword flower to show his salute.

"Okay, please!"

With the response of the lotus-footed layman, Cui Yu's sword was like a flying shuttle, weaving a curtain of light.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Qingyun saw it and clapped his hands frequently.

The children of the Cui clan are really good,

The sword technique of the Tan Sect in one hand, the essence of the ups and downs, instantly suppressed all the counterattacks of the Lotus Foot Layman.

Yin Seke snorted coldly,

"That Taoist priest is blowing nonsense, I thought he had a lot of ability.

That's it?!

It's obviously not Uncle Cui's opponent. ”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple.

The white-footed monks of those days were not vegetarians. ”

After all, Zong Luoyun is older, and his impression of the legends of the rivers and lakes in the past is also more profound.

In the face of Cui Yu's round of storms, the lotus-footed monk always smiled and dodged indifferently.

Seventeen swords.

After seventeen swords, Cui Yu's movements finally slowed down.

This so-called slowness is only a subtle difference between a cheetah and an antelope.

But that small difference is enough to judge life and death, win or lose.

The lotus-footed monk suddenly lifted his foot,

His feet are delicate, smooth, and flawless, like heavenly feet.

This foot popped out gently, and there was a seductive taste,

If the person who kicked this kick was not a man, not such a clothed layman,

There may not be such a man who can resist this kind of exalted style.

Cui Yu didn't know if he was also affected by this, and the long sword that was like a swimming dragon seemed to be still in front of this foot.

Everyone in the ring looked at it lightly and clearly,

The longest two toes of the jade foot were drawn towards the blade of the sword like flowers.

Cui Yu's forehead was already sweating, and of course he knew that his sword had not stopped moving, but the speed was much slower than the opponent's kick.

The lotus-footed layman even let seventeen swords, and it was this flaw that he kept,

Once activated, it is faster than a snap of a finger, better than an instant, and can only be a plan for life and death.

(Note: Instant, Buddhist language.) A flick of a finger is sixty moments, and there are nine hundred lives and deaths in an instant. Life and death are short, and everything is empty. ）

But is Cui Yu at the mercy of others?

Although he didn't have time to draw his sword, he made a faster and more convenient response, twisting his wrist and turning the blade sideways, to see how flexible your hooves can be, can you really do it like an arm?

Yes, it does!

The lotus-footed monk flipped his ankle, his toe posture remained unchanged, and he still pecked at the sword in Cui Yu's hand.

Cui Yuxin said it just right, put the hilt of the sword against his waist, clasped his hands together, and slashed hard!

This slash borrowed the role of leverage, and had the power of razing the mountains and leveling the crossing.

The Cui family's matching sword will naturally not be inferior to iron and steel, if this is slashed by a sword, I am afraid that the gold and stone will not be able to be safe.

No matter how fast the Lotus Foot Lay Monk is, it is too late to hide at this time.

Many in the audience exclaimed,

Such a pair of perfect heavenly feet like a handicraft, even a little scar will be regrettable, let alone this sword......

The sword light broke into the white jade foot, silent and bloodless.

The blade of the sword rests between the two toes, and it cannot be further advanced by half a point.

Cui Yu obviously felt that the sword had been struck, but as if he had been defeated, the edge of the sword was removed.

He tried to put away his sword, but it seemed to be caught in the iron pincers, and he couldn't move a bit.

The Lotus-Footed Layman caught the blade of the sword with his right foot, and only one left foot stood.

Cui Yu's heart moved, and he was not in a hurry to draw his sword, and with the strength of his feet, he swept the hall leg and swept the opponent's left ankle.

The lotus-footed layman couldn't avoid it, so he simply didn't avoid it, and he resisted this kick stubbornly.

Cui Yu only felt that he had kicked on the stone pillar, and the more force he used, the more sour his strength became.

He had just exerted the strength of this kick to feed, and at this time his entire right foot had been shaken to the point of being stuffy and painful, and his hand was unconsciously loosened.

The lotus-footed monk gently picked the tip of his right foot, and Cui Yu's sword was snatched between his toes.

He picked up the blade of the sword, handed the hilt back to Cui Yu, and said,

"Concession."

Cui Yu is a person who knows how to measure himself, and if he loses, he loses.

He took the sword and bowed, jumped out of the ring, and squeezed into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

Yin Se doesn't seem to have understood the whole process of the lotus-foot layman's turnaround,

Fang Cai is still Cui Yu's seventeenth sword momentum is like a rainbow, and the opponent has no power to fight back,

Why did the painting style suddenly change sharply, and someone snatched the sword away with his foot?

"This, this, how did he do it?"

Although Qingyun can see every action really, if you want him to explain the cause and effect of this fight, he must be as confused as Yin Seke at this time.

"White Lotus Body Protector Divine Power,

It is more than what the golden bell jar, the iron cloth shirt, and the thirteen Taibao horizontal exercises are all mysterious inner family body protection skills,

It is difficult to add a sword to the whole body. The most amazing thing is the pair of white lotus feet,

It is said to be able to avoid water and fire, and to prevent swords, such as jade, like King Kong.

I had only heard about it before, but I didn't expect to actually come across it today.

This miracle has been passed down to the world, but it has always been so low-key.

This Qinghe Zhang family is not simple. ”

Zong Luoyun sighed on the side.

Qingyun casually responded a few times.

In fact, his current mind is not here to overcome defeat,

He just wanted to know if the Miss Wang family would come to power after Cui Yu's defeat.

Defeating Cui Yu can challenge Miss Wang, after all, this is Cui Yu's wishful thinking, obviously he didn't consider that he would lose at that time.

If Miss Wang had the intention to use this as an excuse to deny it, she would not have been able to tell the truth.

A burst of laughter like a silver bell sounded, and a colorful cloud flew from nowhere and landed on the stage.

"Oh, this Taoist brother has good skills.

Brother Cui's swordsmanship can be regarded as entering the house, and it may be difficult to find an opponent in a state and county.

How do you know that Brother Shi will divide the victory and defeat with one kick at will.

It's just that I don't know that Brother Shi just intends to share with Cui Wenruo,

Still trying to find me......"

"Since you are in the ring, you must ask the girl for advice.

I just don't know if I, a layman with hair, is qualified to participate in recruiting relatives? ”

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