Chapter 514: The Old Enemy Fights Again

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"Dan Fengxuan's dog minion, you should also die. Free eBook Download" The cold light flashed in Yin Jianping's eyes, and the killing machine suddenly appeared, and the long sword in his hand fell in the air.

"Hit"

A shout suddenly sounded in the air, followed by a flash of silver thread.

"Hmm!"

Yin Jianping was shocked in his heart, this hidden weapon was not a threat to him, but the route he came to was really clever, and without a trace of fireworks, it blocked his already somewhat old sword-style path.

"Bell"

Although this hidden weapon is small, the power contained in it is not weak, hitting Yin Jianping's sword blade, and it swings the sword body away.

Ma Yibo is a bright old Jianghu, and immediately rolled at a lazy donkey behind him and escaped, but in a moment, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

"Ma is in charge, your brothers are doing a good job, this Yin Gongzi is not something you can handle."

The silver bowl was filled with snow, not stained with dust, and in that ethereal and clear voice, a slender figure emerged from the darkness.

Yin Jianping couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the person in front of him was already his inner demon, as long as he thought of the other party, he would unconsciously feel cold.

"It's a little surprising to Yin, the one who follows these wastes will actually be the girl's driver."

"I haven't seen you for more than a month, but you are more intelligent." Gan Nineteen Mei smiled and said, "With my ability, I have not been able to save my two subordinates from your sword." โ€

She then changed her voice, "Li Mazi, their account will be calculated later, since you killed the two of us, please leave two xing lives, this is called fairness, isn't it?" โ€

"Hahahaha." Yin Jianping was slightly stunned, and then laughed heartily.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm not ashamed to laugh at you." Yin Jianping said: "If it was in Yueyangmen or Shuanghe Hall, it would not be an exaggeration for you to say this, Yin Mou's skills or moves at that time were far from you, but that qiฤ“ was in the past." โ€

"Looks like you've had an adventure." Gan Mingzhu sneered: "The last time we met at the Fushou Inn, it was only more than two months ago, and I looked at your momentum, compared to the past, I haven't made much progress, plus you just defeated Ma Dangjia and their moves, you should have learned some strange moves from a certain master, but in a short period of time, how much can you comprehend?" โ€

Yin Jianping shook his head: "Unfortunately, I have to disappoint you!" Those moves, through my painstaking work, including every detail in them, have been deeply remembered in my mind, and even in the years, these memories will not fade in my mind. โ€

"Very well, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid that you and I would be too much fun to fight." Gan Mingzhu smiled: "Yin Jianping, draw your sword." โ€

As she spoke, she grasped the hilt of the sword in her ribs with both hands, and a pair of bright eyes had locked the other party, and the cold killing intent came out of her body.

"Do you want to fight with me? It's a good time. Yin Jianping nodded and said, "But Yin is also a little curious, when did the girl start to change her double swords?" โ€

"Yin Jianping, you can have adventures, why can't I have them? Or do you think that all this luck in the rivers and lakes is not on you alone? Gan Mingzhu said with a smile.

Yin Jianping's heart sank suddenly, he knew that this conversation was suppressing each other's minds, he had been inherited by Mrs. Wu and Ruan Nan, and he already had enough confidence to fight with the other party, but the other party's dress at this time proved from the most direct perspective that the other party also had an adventure. So can he, who was already at a disadvantage, be able to beat Gan Mingzhu at this time? โ€

"Zz"

Both sides drew a small section of the sword blade at the same time, and the cold sword qi overflowed directly, intertwined with the sword qi cast on the opponent's sword.

"Hmm"

Yin Jianping frowned, although it was not the first time to fight, but at this time, the power from Gan Mingzhu's sword was more difficult than any time. Especially when the opponent changed from a single sword to a double sword, this kind of sword qi competition became one-sided at all, and he constantly forced his skills into the sword, so that he could barely maintain the defensive position.

"But so, what about it, do you still have the confidence to fight me?" Gan Mingzhu added another point of strength and directly forced Yin Jianping to retreat half a step.

Yin Jianping said with some difficulty: "I don't deny that your skill is much stronger than mine, but if you really use it, your skill can only wield half of its power!" โ€

"What's the other half?"

"It's skill, sword skill, action! And a cool head and a forward-looking wisdom distribution! โ€

"Yes."

Gan Mingzhu sneered: "If it was me in the past, I might agree with your statement, but for me now, what you said is just something at a lower level." โ€

"What did you say?"

"Superior swordsmanship, the emphasis has been out of the category of moves, but the confrontation between potential and intention, the so-called skills, sword skills or something, are just minutiae."

"What a big breath." Yin Jianping said in surprise and anger.

"Then I'll show you something." Gan Mingzhu sneered.

"Tonight, the moon is under the sword, life and death under the sword, Yin Jianping, are you ready?"

The words were curling, Gan Mingzhu had already come out of the sword, and the sword in her right hand was agitated, vibrating the sword box, bringing up the sound of water waves, catering to the surging river just separated by a wall, and there was an endless and endless artistic conception contained in it.

Yin Jianping suddenly changed, almost without thinking about it, the long sword in his hand had been swung out like a mainstay, it was by no means a swordsmanship, but like a fisherman in the river, the state of mind when he fought with the torrent.

"It's very good, out of the ordinary, completely relying on Lingxing's sword moves." Gan Mingzhu's eyes lit up and said approvingly.

"****** Wave"

In her voice, the moon sword in her hand pointed out seven swords in a row, and each sword struck out, as if in this rolling river, setting off a whirlpool. Seven swords were struck, and Yin Jianping's defensive position had completely collapsed.

Yin Jianping shouted, and suddenly the sword walked with him, and with the momentum of one spinning body, a large piece of spinning light was spun out of the sword in his palm.

"Good move." Gan Mingzhu's eyes showed a solemn sรจ, and suddenly withdrew the sword, and the figure spun back half a foot, in Yin Jianping's eyes, the other party's figure, with this action of collecting the sword, suddenly disappeared.

"Upper!"

In a moment of dazedness, Yin Jianping suddenly heard a gnat-like reminder in his ears, and he suddenly looked up and saw a round of falling.

"When the sun sets, the heartbroken man is at the end of the world."

"Choke"

Yin Jianping only had time to pose in the pose of Erlang Danshan, and was slashed by the kind of Mo Zhi Nengyu from the sword, and when the other party's body shook, the sword in his right hand stabbed him in the chest like a swimming fish that had just jumped out of the water.

Yin Jianping was busy but not chaotic, a picture flashed in his mind, his body fell backwards, pressed the ground with his left palm, and his body turned like a whirlwind. It is extremely natural, supporting, tilting, rotating, and the three forms are integrated into one, but it is so natural and natural!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that Yin Jianping was like a big cat, his body had already jumped out of the zhangxu, and then he was short, his hands came out together, one in front and one side, and at the same time hit a sharp palm wind.

"Sure enough, it's a clever move." Gan Mingzhu didn't chase after him as he imagined, but followed him unhurriedly, watching him flutter on the ground.

"But don't you understand, whether it's the realm of swordsmanship or skill, I'm far above you, no matter how you struggle, the ending is the same. If you don't have anything else to rely on, I'm going to take your life next. โ€

Gan Mingzhu said, and pulled out the sword again, the difference is that this time the double swords are a little more agile in her hands, like two silver-white birds, fluttering their wings, in Yin Jianping's opinion, they are like they are alive, and vaguely, they can even hear the birds' calls.

A warm and soft momentum emanated from Gan Mingzhu's body, like a net wind blowing through the harsh winter field, making people unable to lift their spirits, wanting to sleep, Gan Mingzhu's eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at the double swords in his hand, like a netty girl, staring at the two warblers.

"In the twilight of March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, the peanut trees are mixed, and the warblers are flying around." In Gan Mingzhu's soft watery eyes, the pair of short swords stabbed out more agily.

Yin Jianping's face showed a panicked look, in front of this sword, he almost tried a strange move, but he didn't react in the slightest. Looking at the twin swords that were getting closer and closer, despair suddenly knocked him back to his original form.

He tried in vain to fend off the opponent's twin swords, but the two swords were like living creatures, and the magic block was on his chest.

Not only Yin Jianping, but also Wu Qing, who was watching the battle on the side, lost the ability to react to this strange sword, and had to watch her stab Yin Jianping.

"Demon girl, Hugh hurts."

At this moment, a blue figure swept down from the corridor and rushed straight to Gan Mingzhu, and before the person arrived, the momentum of the arms was already like a meteorite falling to the ground. (Recently, people have been unlucky, there is no rest on the weekend, and I have a second heatstroke, lying down for more than two days, I really can't spare time to code, but I am still using my spare time to write, and it will be better to be busy for a while.)