Uncle Tai paused every word and said firmly: "Please take out the sword!" ”

"In that case, then take my Hanmei Sword Technique!"

Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes were cold, and suddenly the momentum changed sharply, lonely and arrogant, like a cold plum that bloomed in the snow, ancient and delicate, refined and tenacious.

With a bang, the long sword was slowly pulled out, seemingly very slowly, but it was completed in the blink of an eye, and then the cold light burst out, and ten thousand rays of light appeared!

Everywhere the sword light passes, the plum blossoms are blooming, but the fragrance of the moment is the sword light that kills.

So fast!

It's so fast!

Ten thousand rays of light appeared, and the tip of the sword exuded a deadly light, which instantly enlarged in Uncle Tai's burning pupils, and he even saw the ruthlessness in Ximen Fuxue's starry pupils!

Fast, unbelievably fast, so fast that he couldn't react!

"Boom!"

The metal-like friction sound sounded, and Uncle Tai couldn't dodge the sword that was blowing snow in Ximen at all, and at the critical moment, he used Xuanwu Jin Qigong, and the sword of Ximen blowing snow did not break the talisman technique, only left a shallow scar in the throat, and a trace of blood flowed out of the scar.

Fast! It's so fast!

Not only is it fast, but the other party's sword intent is very strong, and it made him fall into it in an instant, even if he reacted in the end, he couldn't take this sword. If it weren't for his own physical strength, if it weren't for the combination of the flying flotsam of the Nine Yin True Scripture and the horizontal practice of hard qigong, he created a kind of talisman method that cultivates both inside and outside, I am afraid that he has become a dead soul under the sword.

Although Uncle Tai resisted Ximen Blowing Snow's sword, he felt so close to death, drops of cold sweat came out of his forehead and flowed down his cheeks, his throat was extremely itchy by the other party's sword qi, and he moved a few times unconsciously.

"Outside the family practice!"

There was a hint of surprise in Ximen Blowing Snow's star-like eyes: "Plus hard qigong has been practiced by you to this extent." He naturally knew the extent of the power of this sword, and after he took out the sword, the other party did not react, and he was a little contemptuous, but he was unexpectedly taken by the other party in this way.

Practice hard qigong horizontally!

Very good!

Ximen Fuxue's eyes were slightly condensed, put away the trace of disdain, and began to be solemn.

"Simon blows snow, I take this sword! Again! ”

Uncle Tai personally tasted the fast sword of Ximen Blowing Snow, that uncomfortable and irresistible feeling may make others crazy, but it will not be for him, he became more and more calm, his eyes looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, and his eyes revealed infinite firmness and tenacity.

This sword, he already knows the gap with Ximen Blowing Snow, whether it is the speed, angle, trajectory, or sword intent of the opponent's sword, he is completely defeated, the opponent's sword intent is extremely pure, once it is issued, his sword intent will be shattered.

To be precise, although he blocked this sword with this body, in fact, in terms of sword competition, he had already lost.

But Uncle Tai moved at this moment, his heart calmed down, the blue sea and the clear sky, and gradually connected with the twilight sword behind him, and gradually merged with the big sword, and his mind moved, buzzing.

"Boom!" The smoke sword was unsheathed, the blue light flashed, and the figure pounced like a ghost.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening!

Uncle Tai did his best, Xuantian weak water sword qi operated to the extreme, his eyes exuded a faint green glow, and he carried the swordsmanship he had learned all his life, and fought with Ximen Blowing Snow, and a total of more than a dozen swords came out with one sword after another.

But Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is elusive, his face is relaxed and easy, if it weren't for the combination of Uncle Tai's scorching ** and talisman exercises, the defense is amazing, I'm afraid it is already a corpse.

Although Uncle Tai worked very hard, he couldn't keep up with the speed of Ximen Blowing Snow's sword, and more than a dozen swords had been hit on his body, and each sword hit would be accompanied by a shallow sword mark.

"I can't go on like this, if I continue like this, sooner or later my talisman will be broken, and I will die under the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow!"

Uncle Tai was anxious, and began to recklessly use Xuanwu Qi Gong to run wildly, and gradually every time the internal qi ran for a cycle, his body condensed a point. This is a secret of his, he discovered a secret after he fused the flying flotsam gong with the horizontal practice of hard qigong and created the Xuanwu Jinqigong, this exercise turned out to be from the inside to the outside, and the internal qi spread the tendons and veins and skin, and then he continued to improve it, becoming his life-saving stunt at the bottom of the box.

The reason why he dared to find Simon to blow snow before was that it was such a secret that made his physical body stronger. It's just that although the physical body has become stronger, the internal qi is consumed extremely quickly, and it can't last long at all.

For a while, Simon Blowing Snow's long sword hit him, and he couldn't break through the defense.

Uncle Tai burst into a roar, and the smoky sword struck out, the angle of this sword was extremely ingenious, the power was extremely great, the sword qi overflowed, and the sword qi wrapped the place where the big sword passed, making a piercing scream.

The speed of the big sword was exerted to the extreme, even if Ximen Blowing Snow was slightly startled, the long sword suddenly condensed, and slashed on Uncle Tai's shoulder, this sword was fierce, broke through the defense, brought up a piece of blood, and turned around to the top of his head in a dashing way.

Ximen Blowing Snow's movements were very fast, even if Uncle Tai played to the extreme, it was also for him to split a sword, but his face did not change, his face was firm, and a sword slashed on Ximen Blowing Snow's long sword.

The powerful power formed by long-term cultivation in the sea exploded, and this sword slashed down, causing the long sword to form a bend. Ximen blew the snow lightly, took a step back with his right foot, and stopped the retreat.

Uncle Tai suddenly burst into tears, his internal qi was running wildly, his spine trembled like a big dragon, the force rose from the ground, ** exerted force, the whole force exploded, the big sword suddenly shook, and the powerful shock exploded.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Simon Fuxue was shocked by the eruption and retreated several steps.

"Very good, you are qualified to let me really use the sword, if you can block my ten swords without dying, Wanmei Villa is open for you at any time!"

The west gate blew the snow and roared, the sword intent was fluffy, the cold plum blossoms bloomed in the wind, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed.

The sword intent shrouded Uncle Tai, and the long sword shook and stabbed in the air.

The sword seemed to come from out of the sky, as fast as lightning.

Uncle Tai's face was contemplative, and the big sword of smoke slashed at the long sword, and the sword shadow was heavy for a while, but the other party's sword was too fast, so fast that it passed through the sword shadow, and then Ximen Fuxue's figure was erratic, left and right, elegant and graceful, and in a moment he was stabbed thirteen swords, blood soared, and his robe was broken.

Teng Teng!

Uncle Tai staggered and fell back, his robe was torn one by one, and blood stained his whole body.

Hanmei's sword intent disappeared.

The long sword was sheathed, and the west gate blew the snow and stood with his hands in his hands.

"If I use all my strength, I only need three moves, you will definitely lie down, your sword intent is mixed and impure is the biggest flaw, and your sword technique is also the shadow of a variety of sword techniques, too messy, when you meet a master, you will definitely die. I suggest that you are still proficient in a sword technique that suits you, and your sword intent is the same, only by mastering and perfecting the sword intent that suits you can you reach the peak step by step, and you have a lot of traces of imitation. When will your sword intent be pure, and when will you be qualified to let me do my best. ”