Dangdang!

The sword light and the sword light collided with each other, and the sound of the gold and iron clash was like a dense drum beat on the battlefield, endless.

The light continued to crumble and disperse, and there were also electric arc sparks splashing, bursting into the wild grass growing in the courtyard, igniting the hay, and the strong wind blew, and the raging flames "hula" burned, and the flames flew straight to a height of one or two feet.

Not only was there a spark splashed on the ground, but many parts of the precinct were burned, and the fire gradually spread in all directions by the wind.

There was a crackling sound in the bushes and barren grass, and the flames rose and invaded, turning the surroundings into a sea of fire in a blink of an eye, and even some places of the Taoist temple were ignited.

Song Mingjing and Yuliu Xian were swords and swords in the sea of fire, fighting fiercely, and as soon as the clusters of flames reached them, they were immediately swept away by the fierce energy.

If the swordsmanship of the jade willow slope is as dense as the ubiquitous flying flowers, as fast as the wind and cold current, then Song Mingjing's sword technique is the flowing rivers and lakes, which are pervasive and invasive.

The flying flowers are submerged, and the wind and cold currents are difficult to turbulent the rivers.

Yuliu's face had changed and became ugly.

He had to admit that he was too conceited and underestimated his opponent.

The other party was far more powerful than he expected.

Not to mention winning the other party within 30 moves, the two sides are fighting nearly 100 moves at the moment, and he doesn't even take advantage of the slightest advantage, often the sword momentum is out, and he is quickly broken by the opponent.

"Dongfeng Sword Jade Willow Slope, I have already seen your swordsmanship, but that's it!"

Song Mingjing laughed, broke through the air with a knife, forced the jade willow to retreat obliquely, and his body suddenly floated backwards, instantly submerging into the sea of fire.

Phew!

The sword light flashed in the raging sea of fire, as if it was torn apart by an invisible hand, the sea of fire split from the middle, and Song Mingjing flew out.

"Want to escape? Don't! ”

Yuliu snorted coldly, anger and unwillingness appeared on his face.

was angry that he let out wild words, but he failed to win the other party, and he was even more unwilling to miss the Seven Killings True Scripture like this.

The sword light soared, breaking through the sea of fire, and the jade willow slant also rushed out like a violent wind, chasing towards Song Mingjing.

"Escape? Idiot! ”

Song Mingjing laughed, his body was still in the air, his right hand was already waving, and the horizontal knife slashed towards the left void.

At this moment, a puff of silver needles burst out, and the long knife was just blocked in front of the silver needle flying, Song Mingjing drank clearly, and the sword qi was agitated, and the silver needle was easily stirred away.

"Zheng! Zheng Zheng! ”

The sonorous and passionate notes suddenly rose into the air, noisy like a storm, like a whisper, and it sounded so suddenly.

Then Song Mingjing saw a little cold star flickering in mid-air, and it was as fast as lightning, and it directly cut and tore the air and strangled him.

It was two long strings that were almost invisible to the naked eye, piercing through the air current, bringing out a sharp and rapid whistling sound, and piercing suddenly.

Ding Ding Ding!

Song Mingjing swept away the knife, and the long string hit the knife like raindrops, making a dense crisp sound, and then it went around in the air, a long string rolled towards his waist and abdomen, and a long string wrapped around his legs.

Song Mingjing was in the void, with nowhere to borrow, and he was about to be entangled by a long string.

He took a long breath, like a long whale swallowing water, his chest and abdomen suddenly swelled, and he unbelievably soared a foot, and his body spun sharply, passing through the gap between the two long strings, and landed steadily.

With a snort, the two long strings turned into cold electric essence and shrank back sharply.

At the same time, ten zhang away in front of Song Mingjing, there was suddenly an extra person.

The man was dressed in bright clothes, holding a pipa in his arms, and the two long strings were retracted into the lute, his eyes were lowered, and he stretched out his slender and slender fingers to pluck the strings, twisting them lightly and slowly, and slowly playing a clear sound.

Yuliu's face became even more ugly.

Song Mingjing may not be able to recognize who this man in the flower clothes is, how can he not recognize it?

This person is one of his old opponents with the same name, the flower sword among the "Wind and Snow Moon, the Four Famous Swords", Lu Ningxiang!

This person is also the main reason why Song Mingjing chose to retreat.

He had sensed a gaze before, which faintly brought him a lot of threat.

With this person peeping aside, it is naturally impossible for him to fight to the death with Yuliu obliquely.

Yuliuxian's swordsmanship is not as "just so" as he said, this person's swordsmanship is extremely fine, partial and varied, even he has to deal with it very energetically.

Even if he wins the battle in the end, he is afraid that he will be injured under the counterattack of Yuliu.

Sandpiper and clam fight against each other, and then let the fisherman profit?

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

"Lu Ningxiang, I didn't expect you to arrive too." Yuliu gritted his teeth and said.

"Huh! Brother Yu can come, why can't I? ”

The pipa paused suddenly, Lu Ningxiang chuckled, turned to a pair of peach blossom eyes to focus on Song Mingjing, and said, "And it's not a good habit to eat alone, Brother Yu, don't you see that you will eat this time?" ”

Yuliu said coldly: "How long have you been here?" ”

Lu Ningxiang pursed her lips and smiled: "I just came here not long ago, but I just happened to see Brother Yu exerting his might and killing a few people one after another, alas! Brother Yu kills innocents so indiscriminately, he is ashamed to be a chivalrous man in my righteous path, Lu is really ashamed to be as famous as Brother Yu! ”

"Don't make such a fake face, and don't think you can threaten me, even if you say it, who will believe it?"

Yuliu sneered: "Moreover, if this kid hadn't escaped, I'm afraid you would have waited until we had the winner and then jumped out to pick up the bargain!" ”

Lu Ningxiang shook her head and sighed: "Brother Yu is really a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, Lu just learned that this person killed fellow martial artists indiscriminately, and he came to help you." ”

Yuliu snorted coldly, knowing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, Lu Ningxiang would never retreat, took a deep breath, and said: "Nonsense Hugh Ti, take this kid down first and then talk about other things, you don't want to jump out and share the benefits alone, right?" ”

Lu Ningxiang's eyes instantly became cold, and as soon as the palm of his hand pressed the pipa, a high-pitched note of "Zheng" was stimulated, and the four strings trembled in unison like cracked silk.

The next moment, four strings of different lengths flew out of the lute.

The strings make a sword momentum, like four flying swords, arbitrary vertical and horizontal, flying and changing, four 'swords' in a row, "swishing and swishing" The strong wind resounded endlessly, stabbing at Song Mingjing.

The jade willow slant is also a long sword, and the sword light is like a swimming dragon, flying out.

The two of them attacked one after the other, each of them had martial arts and swordsmanship enough to threaten Song Mingjing, and the two joined forces, which instantly plunged him into an unprecedented crisis.

Song Mingjing sealed the sword momentum of Yuliu with a knife, and the four 'flying swords' shot out, his figure flickered, flickering left and right, as light as a fluctuating wind.

But those four strings were under Lu Ningxiang's control, and they were like fingers, twists and turns, no matter how he dodged, he could always kill them at the same time.

At the same time, there is the invasion of the jade willow oblique sword light, and if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it, and with a sharp wind cracking the air, Song Mingjing's arm has been torn open with a narrow opening, and blood is overflowing.

Lu Ningxiang sneered: "The next blow will ask you to leave a hand!" ”

Five fingers and one lead, the four strings staggered and collided, like a silver bottle cracking, swords and guns rang out, and the qi machine wrapped in slaughter was once again slaughtered towards Song Mingjing.