Seeing Chu Yunfeng fall on his back, Guo Tingting, Lin Miaoyun and other laymen couldn't help but scream loudly.

I smiled nonchalantly.

Although I am not very proficient in swordsmanship, I do understand the truth.

Chu Yunfeng was a little underestimated at the beginning, so he was taken advantage of at the beginning and fell behind. The only thing he can do is to find a way to stabilize the situation first in order to save the defeat.

And the Japanese swordsmanship of the dog is simple and sharp, fierce and lacks variation. If you want to win, you can only win by change, and win by speed!

Chu Yunfeng's fall was just a false move, attracting the other party to attack, and then taking the risk of counterattacking.

Sure enough, Inu Yangyi took a step forward and mercilessly slashed with a scimitar.

Chu Yunfeng didn't dodge or dodge, and the iron pipe in his hand poked directly at the outside of the dog Yangyi's thigh.

Inu Yangyi was stunned for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons: if he slashed with this sword, then he could split the other party into two, and his thigh would definitely be injured, and maybe his bones would be shattered......

Who knew that in the stunned state of Dog Yangyi, Chu Yunfeng's feet were nailed to the ground and did not move, but his upper body was connected to his thighs but he swung outward, and with a "whew", he turned to the left side of Dog Yangyi; Immediately after the wrong footsteps, he circled around the dog Yangyi in an instant, and the person had reached the right side of the dog Yangyi, and the iron pipe in his hand was reversed, and he smashed it into the back of the dog Yangyi's head.

That dog Yangyi's kung fu was also extraordinary, and he shrank his head and slid back, avoiding Chu Yunfeng's fatal blow.

But in this way, Chu Yunfeng suddenly got rid of the passive situation, and used the iron pipe in his hand as a sword, and pounced on it to be a fierce attack.

Chu Yunfeng's speed was really fast, and Inu Yangyi didn't have time to react at all, and he was in a hurry to cover left and right, and he was in danger for a while.

During the fierce fight, Chu Yunfeng suddenly flew up with a kick, kicked away the scimitar in the hand of the dog Yangyi, and then hit the knee and elbow, and instantly hit the key place on the dog Yangyi's body several times.

The dog Yangyi's mouth spurted blood, and his soul was afraid of being injured by this continuous heavy blow, so he fled from the body in a hurry.

Inu Yangyi's body fell straight to the ground, motionless. This battle, however, has already been lost.

Chu Yunfeng's few strokes were really neat, but it also took a lot of effort.

After taking a few breaths, the iron pipe in Chu Yunfeng's hand pointed obliquely to the ground, and said indifferently: "Next!" ”

The other brothers of the Sword Brother Guard stopped doing it, and shouted one after another: "Hey, how many more do you want to fight?" Come down, let's have some fun too. ”

Chu Yunfeng didn't seem to hear it, just stared at the crowd opposite, waiting for them to send someone out.

On the other side, Sato Hirakawa discussed with the people around him in a low voice.

Although they lost this battle, they did not show a trace of despair and discouragement, as if they lost this period completely in their expectations.

Chu Yunfeng waited impatiently, and urged loudly: "Have you discussed it?" Grandpa has been waiting for this for a long time! ”

As he was talking, four or five brothers from the Sword Brother Guards rushed forward and carried Chu Yunfeng back without saying anything.

"Let go of me, I'm going to fight!" Chu Yunfeng yelled and struggled desperately.

"You kid, do you want to be in the limelight alone?" The brothers of the Sword Brother Guard shouted one after another.

"That's right, we just ate so much barbecue, let's eat it too, can't we?"

"Go, go, drink and eat barbecue!"

“……”

One of the Japanese on the other side had already come out.

Five or six people from Brother Dao's guard immediately rushed out.

The Japanese man muttered a word.

The Japanese interpreter shouted on the other side: "You can only go to one person at a time, you guys are foul like this!" ”

None of the five or six brothers of the Dao Ge Guards refused to retreat, and there was no way, after discussing for a while, they actually used guessing fists to decide who would play first.

Guo Tingting, Lin Miaoyun, Ma Hongxiang...... Everyone was giggling and watching the excitement, and the scene was really lively and relaxed.

Liu Fufeng also smiled beside me and said, "Today you have a celebration banquet, these guys are really funny, and they came to perform a monkey show for everyone to see." ”

Tang Jiang also said with a smile: "I think, your monkey show is much more interesting, and you can't invite you even if you have money." I really wondered, I never knew that there were people like them in this world who didn't know the height of the sky, and they didn't weigh how much weight they weighed. ”

I said seriously: "It's not that they don't have any weight, it's just that they underestimate us people too much." Just imagine, these people are all masters who have been carefully selected for thousands of years, how can ordinary people be their opponents. ”

Liu Fufeng said with a smile: "That's true. But ah, I don't think these guys have the demeanor of a master at all. The masters of the masters of the general imagination must be unsmiling and serious guys. What kind of virtue do you think they are now? It's like a bunch of bear kids who are greedy for good things. I see, I have learned from you, a human judge, who is not serious. ”

"Nonsense," I said with a smile, "do you think I don't look serious?" It's their own nature, it's my business! ”

At this time, your five or six brothers from the Dao Brother Guards finally had a result, leaving one named Liu Xiaosong in the audience, and the others walked back scolding.

That Gao Xiaosong really didn't look serious, and said to the person opposite with a smile: "I don't have a weapon, can I just use my fists?" ”

The Japanese man on the other side didn't understand what he was saying, so he raised his scimitar and rushed up, acting exactly like the first to appear.

Gao Xiaosong smiled on his face, seeing that the Japanese rushed up, he didn't dodge, and suddenly stepped on the instep of the Japanese's right foot with his left foot, and then dodged to the side.

The Japanese screamed loudly, fell straight to the ground, and threw the scimitar in his hand far away, tears streaming down his face.

That Gao Xiaosong's move was really bad, the Japanese was trampled on one foot and lost his combat effectiveness in an instant. Two Japanese men ran up and put him down, one left and one right.

Gao Xiaosong clapped his hands lightly and walked back with a step that his six relatives did not recognize.

The brothers of the Dao Brother Guard welcomed Gao Xiaosong's return with laughter and scolding.

"You kid, it's too yin, one move will make people lose their combat effectiveness."

"This kid, I think you should be careful when drinking with him in the future, it's too despicable!"

"He must have learned this trick when we were watching TV together a few days ago. What's that movie called? That's right, "Kung Fu", Stephen Chow's "Kung Fu"! Really, what does this look like a master's shot? ”

“……”

At this time, another Japanese man came out from the opposite side.

As soon as this Japanese man walked out, his momentum was different from the two people in front of him.

He was holding two knives, his right hand was long, his left hand was short, one up and down, and he stood in the middle of the field, and suddenly stopped Yue Zhi, domineering and leaking, what a great grandmaster's style!

This guy is not easy to deal with! That was my first thought.

The Sword Brother Guards have also chosen a candidate.

This time, it was indeed a thin and withered young man, who looked sick, as if the wind was a little stronger, and it would blow him away.

In his hand he held a thin, black iron sword, somewhat like a slightly thicker window strip.

The Japanese translator shouted loudly on the other side: "Now it is Mr. Junichi Watanabe, who is a master of dividing water and two swords, and the name of the person on the other side can be known!" ”

The sick young man said lightly: "My name is Xie Wuxi." ”

That Junichi Watanabe actually understood a little bit of our words, and said, "You drop, strike first." ”

Xie Wuxian was not polite and said, "Okay." Are you ready? ”

Junichi Watanabe's feet were slightly bent and he stood firmly, with the long knife in his right hand in front and the short knife in his left hand in front of his chest, and said, "I'm dripping, ready!" ”

Xie Wuxian said again: "Are you really ready?" Then I'm going to make a move. ”

That Junichi Watanabe didn't answer, just stared at Xie Wuxian's right hand.

Xie Wuxian stood there casually, holding a sword in his left hand, and he hadn't even pulled out the sword yet.

At this moment, a black light suddenly flashed under the light.

Xie Wuxian turned around casually and walked towards the crowd of Brother Dao's guards.

Looking at Junichi Watanabe again, I saw that he was still in that vigilant posture, but there was an extra hole in his throat, and a stream of blood was pouring out of it.