Said that it was too late, and when he saw that the other party's sword peak was coming, he had been breathing according to the method of breathing, and Wei Luo, who was as calm as water, suddenly tilted his head back slightly.

Her movement was extremely small and ingenious, and she just leaned on one side to avoid the cold air and strong wind that the sword carried.

Then, Wei Luo's right hand holding the wooden sword slashed, and in the lightning and flint, it passed through the opponent's sword wind and qi without hindrance, and very easily pointed at the vein of his right wrist holding the sword.

"Porphyry—" With a bang, the wooden sword stabbed the opponent's wrist. The swordsman only felt that his wrist was numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword, so he couldn't help but snort, and his five fingers quickly tightened. But at this moment, the wooden sword in Xiao'er's hand struck again with lightning strike, and once again pointed at the same part of his wrist without hindrance.

Wei Luo's movements were very simple, and there was no strong wind when the wooden sword was stretched out, but what puzzled the swordsman was that her light and flawed sword moves, like a child's play, were not difficult at all, and she once again passed through her own Gang Feng Qi and stabbed her wrist again.

"Porphyry—"

There was a dull thud.

The swordsman felt the soreness in his wrist again, he gritted his teeth, and used his strength to force away the soreness that seeped into his wrist veins, and held the hilt of his sword as if it were cast in iron.

Just when he felt Wei Luo's sword strength disappear, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her wooden sword leave, it was almost incredible, and there was a strong sour tingling sensation in his wrist again!

This is a sharp, sour and numb feeling that only has a sharp thorn piercing the acupoint and penetrating into the body.

In the extreme, indescribable soreness and numbness pain, the swordsman could no longer parry, and as soon as his right hand was released, the copper sword fell to the ground!

As soon as the long sword fell, the swordsman was still in a trance, and the beautiful young man involuntarily let out an exclamation. Wei Luo's wooden sword stabbed out again, and she swept it lightly, extremely simply, lightly pointing the sword at the other party's throat. The swordsman had no sword in his hand and was in a trance, so he easily let Wei Luo restrain him.

It wasn't until the wooden sword was pointed at my throat that the swordsman realized that this kid was pointing at me with a wooden sword, how could he still be angry?

At this time, he had clearly felt the threat of death, and knew that Wei Luo had the strength to kill him. I didn't dare to move at the moment.

Everyone was stunned, but it was just a blink of an eye that the victory and defeat changed hands! A skinny kid who has never been known for his swords actually defeated a swordsman-level figure head-on with the wooden sword he played with in his hand!

In the stunned eyes of the three of them, a strong sense of satisfaction welled up in Wei Luo's heart. She knew that the swordsmanship in front of her was more than ten times worse than Gao Yi and Cheng Xi, they were already swordsmen, and this person was just an ordinary swordsman.

However, even if she is an ordinary swordsman, it takes fifty or sixty years to practice swords, and she has only practiced for half a year!

The swordsman stared at Wei Luo blankly, and only after a while did he gasp and scream: "You, what kind of strength do you use, how can you make my wrist sore, and I can't bear the force?" ”

The corners of Wei Luo's mouth curved, and he glanced at the swordsman with a crazy face, and secretly thought: My sword is just pointing at your wrist vein, I heard that this is an important point. Ah, yes, since I came here, I haven't heard a swordsman say that the wrist vein is also a hole. In my previous life, I had heard that there were more than three hundred acupoints, but from the mouths of the swordsmen here, these acupoints were only twenty or thirty, and it seemed that they had not discovered more acupoints.

When Wei Luo thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry, she was not a person who studied medicine in her previous life, and although she had heard of the more than 300 acupoints, she didn't know a few.

Wei Luo restrained the swordsman like this, and several people in the room froze. Su struggled violently for a while, and the beautiful boy was not much different from his strength, and he broke away with hesitation.

As soon as he was free, Su tore off the strip of cloth from his mouth, and regardless of his half-naked body, he ran towards Wei Luo.

Wei Luo saw Su running closer, and the wooden sword in his hand went up again, and when the swordsman had to raise his head, Wei Luo said lightly: "Su, what do you want to do with this person?" When Wei Luo said this, he was murderous.

The swordsman's face turned white, and at this time, the beautiful young man who had been as white as paper and didn't know what to do suddenly screamed and rushed out of the door with a shaking.

How can you let him go like this?

Wei Luoli shouted: "Su, stop him!" ”

"Yes"

Su hated that person to the bone, and after answering, he turned around and threw himself at the beautiful boy. He pounced with great force, and he simply pressed the opponent with his body.

When the two bodies collided, a loud "bang" came out, and in the loud noise, the beautiful boy who was pressed down and fell to the ground let out a cry of pain.

At this time, Wei Luo had already turned her head, and she thought in embarrassment: How to deal with these two people?

It's impossible to kill, so what can be done to make them afraid and awe?

Wei Luo pondered, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the bronze sword that had fallen to the ground. She stretched out her feet and kicked the bronze sword at Su with a "horn". Sure enough, just like when she kicked the door just now, when she put her mind on her feet, this kick showed a lot of force. At that moment, the three or four kilogram bronze sword flew up and landed steadily beside Su.

Wei Luo shouted: "Su, use this sword to stun people." ”

"Good!"

Su Yingsheng picked up the bronze sword, held it with both hands, and hit it heavily, the sword side down, and with a "bang", it slapped on the head of the beautiful young man who was struggling to sit up like a watermelon.

The beautiful boy's head froze, and half of his face was already shattered by the sword face, his eyes were bruised and bloody. He shook his head, tilted his head and fainted.

Su is also strange, this should be the first time he has been ruthless, and now he saw the beautiful young man fainting with blood on his face, not only did he not panic, but a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

When Wei Luo saw this, he secretly thought: I must hate this person too much.

The swordsman turned his back to the two of them, and was pointed at by Wei Luo's sword, and he didn't dare to move, so he didn't see this scene.

Su got up and rushed towards the swordsman with a long sword in hand. Before Wei Luo could give an order, he had already swung the bronze sword like a wooden club, and slapped it on the swordsman's head like a watermelon.

There was a "bang", and another muffled sound came. The swordsman was suddenly attacked, and in the blink of an eye, a large bag was swollen in the back of his head. He shook a few times, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Su stretched out his hand and threw the sword out, a person who was so fierce just now, looking at Wei Luo with tears in his eyes at this moment. I saw him pounce and hugged Wei Luo heavily.

Wei Luo originally wanted to dodge, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of the bloody wounds on his chest, and the three wounds that had just stopped bleeding, his heart was soft, and he could only hang down the wooden sword and let him hold him in his arms.

Su hugged Wei Luo tightly, hugged him tightly, he choked, put his head deep into Wei Luo's chest, and sobbed in a low voice: "Why did you come?" I miss you so much, woowoo。。。。。。 ”

Wei Luo hesitated, threw the wooden sword to the ground, and reached out to hug him.

Su hugged Wei Luo tightly, his head desperately drilled into Wei Luo's chest, tears flowing, "I thought you abandoned me, I thought you abandoned me." ”

Wei Luo lowered his head and looked at Su who was crying like a child in a daze, and he was also a little at a loss.

At this time, Wei Luo's eyes glanced at it, and he saw that the wound on Su's chest broke again after being hugged like this.

Looking at the blood-red piece, Wei Luo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly grabbed his arm and whispered, "Don't move, wrap the wound first." ”

Ignoring it, he hugged Wei Luo tightly, shook his head desperately with his face in her arms, and said vaguely: "It's okay, it's common to have injuries, not to mention that this injury is very small." ”

His words were obviously much more sober at this time, but he still didn't let go, and still hugged Wei Luo tightly and didn't let go.

To be honest, Wei Luo was a little stunned at this time, she felt that when she was with Su, she was very indifferent and ignored him, why was she so indifferent to her, and she was so attached to Desu?

She didn't know that although she was indifferent to Su on the surface, whenever Su was bullied, she finally came out. This kind of scene where she stood up once she was in trouble has made Desu remember it. When Su was tortured by the two of them just now, and he was desperate, the first savior he thought of was Wei Luo, and the only one he could think of who would save himself was Wei Luo. Coincidentally, Wei Luo really came, and he really saved him as a hero!