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"Is it because you're here, Master of the Withered Bamboo Nunnery?" Kou Yingjie snorted coldly.

"Yes and no." The man in the sedan chair pondered for a moment and said.

"What's the explanation?" Kou Yingjie said.

"Young man, those who have reached our level in martial arts can be described as one in ten thousand, the fall of any one person means an unbearable loss in the martial arts, I don't expect this battle to come, but you are still here."

Meng Yuan nodded and sighed lightly: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. ”

"That's right, although I haven't asked about the world for a long time, Aoshuang is my apprentice." The main road of the dry bamboo hermitage.

"If people can be too forgetful, what is the use of martial arts?" Dream Abyss Road.

"Yes, that's exactly what happened." The main road of the dry bamboo hermitage.

"Please," Meng Yuan said.

It was as if there was an invisible hand that gently lifted the sedan curtain, revealing the person inside, but it was a kind old nun.

Goosebumps, slender, senile, she is too old, as if in the next moment, she is about to embark on the road of yin and yang reincarnation, if there is anything alive in her, it is her eyes.

Bright as the morning star!

"I don't use a sword for half a mile, but in the face of the three of you, it doesn't hurt to make an exception once."

Stretching out a hand like a chicken claw, he held the hilt of the short sword handed by Shen Qingshuang, and at that moment, an extremely bright sword light flashed in the air.

"Zilala"

The sound of the wind breaking through the clothes sounded in the air, but the sword light was far faster than the sound, it was a lightning bolt, which seemed to crack the sky and split this world of water and sky into two!

"Qiang"

Zhu Kongyi suddenly took a step forward, he was tall and big, this step was a full step of two steps away from ordinary people, and the long sword in Kou Yingjie's hand, I don't know when it arrived in his hand, at this time he blocked in front of Kou Yingjie, and a sword blocked the sword that flew from the sky.

"The idea is prickly, Brother Kou beware." A black word popped out of Meng Yuan's mouth, and his body had disappeared in place and greeted him.

The body of the master of the withered bamboo hermitage turned in the air, just this one action. It had already turned into three, and the three figures leaned on each other, and another sword fell.

What a fast sword!

It's not that Meng Yuan hasn't seen a fast sword, but it's only seen that it's fast enough to be this kind of Cheng dù, if you insist on saying whose sword can be faster than the withered bamboo, I'm afraid it can be compared to the Black Wood Cliff, or later in front of the Shaomu Mountain, the Eastern Sect Master.

And the sword of withered bamboo is not only fast, but even more, it is the sword intent contained in it, and the exquisite swordsmanship.

One point two, two points four, the sword body is shaken, the sword shadow is swaying, and it is a good hand to divide the light sword.

Kou Yingjie was shocked, he didn't react to the previous sword at all, if it wasn't for Zhu Kongyi's timely move, I'm afraid that as soon as he came up, he would be injured under the withered bamboo sword, Rao is like this, the second sword of the withered bamboo has already arrived in front of him.

The shape of the body changed, like a carp jumped away from a strange angle, only to feel a slight cold behind him, and then it was hot, and it was actually a cut on the back, although it was not deep, but it was bloody.

Meng Yuan also shook his body, and used the skill of the wind and grass obtained from Ruan Nan, and a series of afterimages swayed, several of which were split in two by the sword light, which was terrifying, but after all, it made the withered bamboo go away.

Zhu Kongyi's expression was solemn, the long driving sword was blocked in front of him, and he shook it a few times, clanging and clanging, and continuously opened the opponent's swordsmanship, which seemed to be the easiest one, but the mental energy consumption was the most powerful.

"Her sword is too fast for her to attack!" Meng Yuan shouted, and the begonia autumn showed its sheath, as if it drew a circle slowly and quickly, bringing up a series of jingling sounds.

"Hey, that's interesting." The master of the withered bamboo nunnery sighed lightly, his wrist shook several times in a row, and in the perception of the three of them, the opponent's sword blade cut out hundreds of thousands of paths at once.

Mengyuan unhurriedly drew out a sword circle, left circle and right circle, a circle followed a circle, a large circle, a small circle, a flat circle, a vertical circle, a positive circle, an oblique circle, such as Tai Chi rotation, the circle is continuous, it is from the Tai Chi swordsmanship in the plot of Xiaoao Jianghu, Tai Chi swordsmanship is said to be a sword technique, in fact, it is a sword intent all the way, the so-called god is in the sword first, endlessly, it is the world's first-class swordsmanship, in the hands of Meng Yuan, it is really flawless.

When the withered bamboo sword was useless, Zhu Kongyi had already regained his breath, and the long driving sword in his hand suddenly rose, and in this wind and rain, a little light suddenly appeared, just like when the sea and the sky were on the line, there was such a ball of light.

It was like the rising sun, the golden glow of a brilliant sword provoked, in the oblique slash, with an unrivaled, irresistible power, just in an instant, the rising sword light, broke through the sword curtain like dry bamboo rain, brought a piece of day, to this ship.

The four people who were fighting suddenly separated, and in the surging rain, a little bright red dripped down, and the four pairs of eyes were firmly sucked together, each pair of eyes were as sharp as a sword.

There was a clear sword mark on the chest of the master of the withered bamboo hermitage, and a little dark brown blood stained the clothes a little, and Zhu Kongyi's sword, although she avoided a little edge, was still injured under the sword.

Kou Yingjie's injuries are much stricter, he practiced the skill of protecting the body Yuangang, and was cut by the withered bamboo to protect the body's qi, if it were not for his long-term habit of the wind pillar, the skill of the water waves, the accumulation is considerable, and it is almost difficult to gain a foothold.

"Brother Kou, in the following battle, you sweep the battle for us, pay attention to the Tie family and his wife, the martial arts of the master of the withered bamboo nunnery are too high, and you can't intervene now."

Meng Yuan said, silently raised the long sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and put on a peculiar posture, an inexplicable coercion, suddenly rising, indicating that his next sword was an earth-shattering blow.

Zhu Kongyi took half a step forward and stood side by side with Meng Yuan, his eyes were more dignified.

This is simply unimaginable, with the power of one person, he is able to defeat Zhu Kongyi, Mengyuan, Kou Yingjie, the three peak masters, and almost suppress the three of them, such a character still exists in the world.

"Master, you!" Shen Aoshuang was also shocked, in her impression, the master of the withered bamboo nunnery was almost invincible in the world, and her husband and wife joined forces, but they were not their enemies, but they were injured under the other party's sword.

"It doesn't matter."

Withered bamboo waved her hand, her voice was a little hoarse, but with an inexplicable excitement, at this time, she gave people the feeling that she was like a candle that was about to burn to the end, and the flame was exceptionally bright.

"I have lived for a half, and I am terminally ill, and living has long been a torment for me, but I am unwilling to die. Now, at the end of the day, I am satisfied to meet such an amazing master. ”

She looked at Meng Yuan and Zhu Kongyi with blazing eyes and said: "I want to thank you for appearing in front of me at the last moment of my life, I have practiced swords all my life, and I should die under the sword, come on, take out all your strength, kill me, or be killed by me." ”

As she spoke, the short sword in her hand was magnificent, and in this wind and rain, there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan, which was her expression of raising her internal strength to the extreme.

"Crackling ......"

A slight crackling sound of bones, like thunder, sounded from Zhu Kongyi's body, his bronzed skin gradually turned into a white like white sand, and gradually turned red, and finally returned to bronze again, his originally tall body grew two or three inches, and the muscles rose high, and the bulging green tendons were like a big iron and blue net, enveloping him, he suddenly opened his mouth, and from the depths of his throat, let out a roar, and his long black hair was scattered along his shoulders, and the roots rose upside down.

"Hiss------------ hoo"

Meng Yuan's breathing sound was like a huge bellows, his originally somewhat white face suddenly turned blood, turned white, and finally became transparent like jade, and the begonia autumn dew in his hand made a somewhat overwhelmed wail, but there was a bright blue sword light, which lit up on the side of the sword blade.

"Huh"

"Bang"

"Phew"

On the deck of the big ship, where the three people had been standing, three large holes appeared, and the three people disappeared in place almost at the same time, followed by a thunderclap rising from the ground and exploding above the big ship.

It was the three sword lights that exploded with a roar, so intense, Tie Haitang, Shen Aoshuang, and Kou Yingjie had to squint their eyes, but they still felt dizzy and couldn't force their eyes.

Shen Aoshuang's fingertips secretly buckled two finger flying needles, but she realized that she didn't have a chance to make a move, and the three people with flickering figures couldn't catch it in an instant.

I could only hear the sound of plopping, but it was the two girls carrying the sedan chair, who saw the sky spinning for a while and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a sound of swords, such as a drizzle, countless swords, fused into the drizzle of the day, like silk, with the wind diving, disappeared without a trace, suddenly there was a dragon groan, golden light, reflecting the river waves, all of them were golden waves. And between the golden light of this sword shadow, there was suddenly a blue lightning flashing, and the brightness of that moment made people have to close their eyes in order to eliminate the dazzling brilliance.