The Tiandu swordsman quietly held the bullet, enjoying Wen Xiaoyu's lonely applause.

Ren Qiuling saw Tong Xiujie being lifted upside down, staggering, for fear that he would fall down and die, and shouted: "Tiandu swordsman, be obedient, put him down quickly!" ”

Tiandu Swordsman's originally intoxicated expression suddenly turned into a stinky face, "I'm not a child, why should I listen to you?" ”

Looking at the swordsman of Tiandu, Lao Ma, Heipi, Wen Xiaoyu, and Zeng Mengshu all unconsciously took half a step back.

Ren Qiuling saw that the Tiandu swordsman was so disrespectful of human life, and her voice trembled with anger: "Everyone has a weakness, and you are no exception!" Don't deceive people too much! ”

Tiandu Swordsman smiled confidently, "Oh? Do I have a soft underbelly? For example? ”

Ren Qiuling sneered and said: "Two years ago, you ran to Binjiang and killed someone, I could have arrested you, but that pocket man Jia Chunshui admired you and took the blame for you." You 'got your clothes off,' but he was sentenced to fifteen years for it. ”

Tiandu Swordsman's voice changed a little, and he said contemptuously: "Are you talking about that little man?" I avenged him, and that's what he should do! Besides, that's stupid too! Even if he doesn't help me with the crime, can the police catch me? ”

Ren Qiuling's smile was even colder: "Don't forget, you were seriously injured at that time, and your entire stomach was pierced by bullets!" If he doesn't come out, the police really won't be able to catch you? I didn't know you were a murderer, but I kindly took care of you for a while. That's when I learned about your weakness. You suffer from bipolar disorder and are depressed for at least 20 days of the month, and are only active in the middle of the lunar calendar. ”

Tong Xiujie stopped struggling at this time, he was stunned by the secret he heard. It turned out that after the Tiandu swordsman was injured by himself, he fled to Binjiang, where he committed another crime. Ren Qiuling could have caught him, but a small man took the initiative to jump out and admit the crime, allowing him to escape again.

Although Ren Qiuling claimed that she didn't recognize the Tiandu Swordsman, Tong Xiujie didn't believe her words.

The Tiandu swordsman threw away the warhead and shouted, "Shut up! I'm healthy, I'm not mentally ill! ”

Ren Qiuling said, "This is mental illness, not mental illness, this disease can be controlled with medication - during that time, I learned a lot about you." If I want, I should be able to trigger your depressive state, for example: your wife earns more money than you and has a higher culture than you......"

"Enough!" The Tiandu swordsman roared, and jumped down from the cross on the roof of the building with Tong Xiujie in his hand. The force of this top-down impact is more than 10,000 catties? The Tiandu swordsman landed silently, but Tong Xiujie, who was upside down in his right hand, knocked his head on the ground and fainted immediately.

The Tiandu swordsman was landing in front of the church gate, he glanced at Tong Xiujie who was fainting, and without the slightest hesitation, he held Tong Xiujie's ankle and dragged him down the steps like a dead dog. Tong Xiujie's head hit the steps with a "thump", but he had already fainted and did not react.

"Oops!" Ren Qiuling screamed.

"You're just blind and kind," complained the Swordsman, "whether it's a man or a ghost, you'll sympathize with you—well, for the sake of you saving me, I'll give you a chance: as long as any of you can stop me three times, I'll spare the dog." ”

"Hey!" Zeng Mengshu chuckled, "I'll pick you up for thirty moves!" I'm not used to seeing a guy like you, obviously I don't have any skills, and the cowhide is still whining! Look at the moves! She had already held a thick stack of paper figures in her hand, and at this time she threw it out casually, turning into more than thirty monsters.

These monsters wore a piece of bare iron on their heads, a thin iron chain tied to the back of their heads, and their bodies were as thin as firewood. Once summoned, he squatted on the ground like a dog, constantly tapping the ground with his sharp nails.

Ren Qiuling recognized that this was a five-seal monster, and his strength and speed were very amazing, and she was secretly worried about the Tiandu swordsman. It's just that the current situation can't tolerate the slightest hypocrisy, so she silently stepped aside.

The Tiandu swordsman had already known that there was a cultivator on Ren Qiuling's side, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, and he was also a little nervous in his heart, "If my knife is in my hand, it should be easy to deal with these monsters." Now that he can only use a little more hands and feet, how can he defeat this cultivator in three moves? ”

Zeng Mengshu didn't allow him to think too much, snapped his fingers, and more than thirty Wufeng monsters pounced on the Tiandu swordsman together. These monsters don't make a sound on their own, but the thin chain behind their heads makes a "hiss" sound in the air like a whip, which is very amazing.

The reaction of Tiandu Swordsman's body was really faster than his brain, and when the monster pounced, he kicked his legs hard, and the person jumped into the air and did a backflip, and when he landed, he had already crossed the encirclement of the monster. It just so happened that those monsters flew into the air and collided together, and the scene was a mess, and Zeng Mengshu couldn't control it.

The Tiandu swordsman didn't hesitate any longer, rushed to Zeng Mengshu in a few steps, raised his palm to her Tianling Gai, and said, "You lost!" ”

Zeng Mengshu cared so much about winning or losing, he was so angry that tears were about to flow out, and he shouted: "You Laipi! You Rippy! ”

Wen Xiaoyu was afraid that the Tiandu swordsman would slap it down, so she hurriedly hugged Zeng Mengshu and shouted, "Sister, I am willing to lose the bet!" ”

Zeng Mengshu turned his face away angrily, puffed out his cheeks and stopped talking. The five monsters she summoned disappeared with a "bang", still turning into pieces of paper and falling to the ground.

Tiandu Swordsman Daqi, seeing that Zeng Mengshu is so young and so powerful, there must be a master by Ren Qiuling's side - he looked at Lao Ma and said, "Who else will pick me up for three moves?" "It's just that the old horse is the oldest, so the Tiandu swordsman thinks that he is also the most capable.

The old horse did not feel the glory at all, and lowered his head and pretended not to hear.

"I'll do it!" Wen Xiaoyu said.

"You can't!" Zeng Mengshu was young in the end, and he cared about Wen Xiaoyu, so he directly said what he thought in his heart, "Don't give your life in vain." ”

Wen Xiaoyu heard Zeng Mengshu's contempt and concern for herself, her heart was sad and gentle, and she was even more determined to fight to the death, so that Zeng Mengshu knew that he was also a well-known man! He retracted his left hand, stretched his right hand diagonally down, and said to the Tiandu swordsman: "Please! ”

Tiandu Swordsman was puzzled in his heart, he had already seen that Wen Xiaoyu was a practitioner. It can be said that the people who practice martial arts in the world, the swordsmen of Tiandu don't pay much attention to it, why should this kid challenge himself? But Wen Xiaoyu's posture was a martial artist's gesture, and the Tiandu swordsman could only clench his fists with his hands according to the ancient rites and say, "I won't show mercy." ”

Wen Xiaoyu smiled sadly and said loudly: "It's better to be like this!" It's my honor to be able to compete with Tiandu Swordsman. I won't show mercy either, because this is a respect for a warrior! ”

In order to allow the two to fight smoothly, Ren Qiuling and the others all retreated to the edge of the square. Zeng Mengshu's eyes were glued to Wen Xiaoyu's body, and his gaze was as gentle as water. In fact, the girl's emotional intelligence is higher, she knows that Wen Xiaoyu still wants to leave a good impression on herself most of the time, and the man who can sacrifice her life for herself, what girl is not impressed?

Tiandu Swordsman secretly thought: "Looking at Ren Qiuling's face, I'll leave him alive!" Bulging his right foot, he kicked Wen Xiaoyu's chest like lightning, and it was the shadowless foot.

Wen Xiaoyu's hands were rounded, intercepting the tip of the Tiandu knifeman's toes, and dissolving most of the force of this kick. Although the Tiandu swordsman didn't use all his strength, Wen Xiaoyu still couldn't completely resolve this move, and was shocked by the remaining strength to "dangdang" and took three steps back.

"Huh?" Tiandu swordsman said: "What kind of kung fu are you using, the strength is so weird, some like Tai Chi, and some like eel boxing?" "Martial arts cultivation attaches importance to the perception of strength, Wen Xiaoyu's strength is very strange, and the Tiandu swordsman has never seen it, so there is such a question.

Wen Xiaoyu stood still and said, "I practice dishwashing boxing, and practicing is washing dishes!" He said as he gestured with his hands as he washed the dishes. This is the habit of martial artists, and the true meaning of some boxing techniques cannot be conveyed by words, so it is necessary to compare while speaking.

Tiandu swordsman knows that Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, although he has never heard of any dishwashing boxing, but Wen Xiaoyu's movements are indeed very reasonable, and they contain four kinds of power: sticking, belting, pressing, and wiping. In addition, there are different boxing methods in various places, there are well-known boxing methods such as drunken boxing, monkey boxing, and unknown boxing methods such as goose boxing, and residual boxing.

Tiandu Swordsman originally had a heart for talent, and planned to release water to let Wen Xiaoyu win, but seeing that Ren Qiuling, Lao Ma, Heipi and Zeng Mengshu were all staring at Wen Xiaoyu nervously, they couldn't help but be jealous, "Lao Tzu is working hard outside all day, who is worried about me?" With this thought, he was going to teach Wen Xiaoyu a lesson, so that Ren Qiuling and them would completely die.

"Dishwashing fist? Never heard of it! "Tiandu swordsman stretched out his arms, his left hand was like a guide, and his right hand was like a seal, which was a move of Taizu's long fist: "Jianghan is vast". This trick takes the water of the Yangtze River endlessly, and the mighty rush into the sea will never look back. There are many martial artists in the world who know this trick, but at most they can use three or five dark energies, even if they are grandmaster-level figures. In the hands of the Tiandu swordsman, the dark energy emitted by this move can really be like the waves of the Yangtze River one after another, and thirteen dark energies are issued one after another, how can there be any effort in the world to resolve so many dark energies?

Although Ren Qiuling knows a little kung fu, she is not a real practitioner, she can't understand this move, but she also guesses how powerful this trick is. The Tiandu swordsman did not make a move, and a fool could see that this move was indeed extraordinary. She looked nervously at the three of Lao Ma Heipi Zeng Mengshu, only to see that all three of them were staring at Wen Xiaoyu nervously.

Wen Xiaoyu stood in place, drawing a large circle with both hands, as if she was washing a cauldron. In order to practice this trick, the master threw him into a large iron pot, and there was a fire under the pot, and he had to keep using a wet rag to cool the pot, otherwise he would be scalded to death.

"Come on!" Wen Xiaoyu yelled, "Let me try your Taizu Long Fist!" ”

The Tiandu swordsman roared, rushed in front of Wen Xiaoyu with a vertical leap, and punched out. The fist wind in the square was overflowing, and Ren Qiuling's old horse was affected by the aftermath of this fist wind, just like a strong wind suddenly broke out in the square, forcing the four of them to take a step back, which shows how amazing this punch is. Wen Xiaoyu, who bore the brunt of the attack, only felt that he was in the middle of the river, and the endless impact of the river was rushing towards him, and he was like a leaf in the river, drifting with the waves, and seemed to be torn apart by the waves at any time.

Wen Xiaoyu was busy "washing the cauldron" and unloading most of the power of the first dark energy, but the remaining strength was not gone, he could only take a step back with a "pum", the first dark energy passed through his feet into the ground, and the cement brick he stepped on immediately shattered.

Wen Xiaoyu was overjoyed in her heart, and suddenly a second dark energy surged in. He could only "wash the cauldron" again to dissipate his strength, take another step back, and then step on a cement brick.

He stepped back again and again, and smashed twelve cement bricks in a row.

Tiandu Swordsman was secretly surprised, "This kid is really a good material, he actually used this stupid method to resolve the dark energy of my 'Han Boundless'!" Seeing that Wen Xiaoyu took a step back, he could dissolve all the dark energy, and the Tiandu Swordsman planned to make the next move for him to win.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xiaoyu stopped retreating, and her hands hung down. The thirteenth dark energy all poured into him, and with a "poof", Wen Xiaoyu spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and the internal force of the warrior to dissolve the tricks of others has to consume the internal force himself. Wen Xiaoyu desperately squeezed out his internal strength, but he could only dissolve the twelve dark energies. When it came to the thirteenth dark energy, it was not that he didn't want to dissolve it, but he was unable to dissolve it.

Tiandu Swordsman regretted in his heart, "What a good offspring, after eating my dark energy, I am afraid that if I don't die, I am afraid that it will be wasted!" ”

At this time, the square was silent, only the night wind made the sound of a woman crying.