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When he heard the evil words, his heart moved, what Meng Yuan said was indeed reasonable, you must know that the purpose of their trip was to pick the signboard of the Weinan Warrior Pavilion, whether it was better than Han Quan, at this moment, it didn't make much sense at all. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for Aishang Novel Network biquge.info and Han Qian is just a disciple of Cao Qiudao, although he is somewhat famous, but compared to Qiu Risheng, it is too far behind, even if he defeats Han Quan, the benefits he can bring to himself are far less great than defeating Qiu Risheng. Moreover, although he was confident, he was not sure that he would be able to continue to defeat Qiu Risheng after defeating Han Exhaust.

Thinking of this, he said to Meng Yuan gratefully: "This Han Quan's strength is not weak, Brother Meng, please be more careful." ”

So, this Han Qian was kicked to Meng Yuan like a ball.

Han Di's face distorted suddenly, this is angry, he is a conceited and arrogant person, and his swordsmanship is almost as high as the evil in the original book. How can you bear this breath? This evil in charge is a disciple of Zhao Jianzhai, but who is this surname Meng?

"Hmph, hahaha, I didn't expect my Han Jian to be so underestimated." Han Qian smiled angrily and said: "Although Han is not talented, he has no intention of playing child's play, since Your Excellency wants to challenge Han, you dare to use a real sword to fight." ”

Meng Yuan knew in his heart that this Han Quan's sword was the famous sword "Breaking the Army" cast by Ou Yezi, and now he proposed the true comparison in a fit of rage, that is, he wanted to separate life and death with himself when the weapon was superior.

"Of course, if it weren't for the divine weapon, how could Meng Mou comprehend the true strength of Cao Jiansheng's high feet?" As soon as he spoke, he answered. According to his calculations, I am afraid that at the end of this plot, he will be on a par with the world-famous No. 1 swordsmanship master, and before that, he can get a glimpse of Cao Jiansheng's strength through his disciples, which is right in the middle for someone who likes to fight steadily. He had already learned Tian Rou's swordsmanship, but Tian Rou's swordsmanship was mainly fast and light, and there was no threat to Mengyuan's martial arts.

(Trigger the duel mission, defeat Han Quan, complete the task, get 2000 Jingyuan points, and 1 Xuan-level fate plot)

"Okay."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Han Yuan's eyes, he took two steps forward, entered the field, and stood still about seven feet in front of Meng Yuan, made a swordsman salute in a regular manner, and then stroked the hilt of the sword on his waist and said:

"Your Excellency can show your sword."

Meng Yuan nodded slightly, reached out to the side of his waist, took off the crane feather sheath on his right hand, stepped forward with his right foot, stretched out his left hand, and held the upper part of the middle of the scabbard, the blade of the knife was raised flat, and the right hand was held virtually, flat above the handle.

"What kind of weapon is this?" It was the first time for Han Jian to see Tang Dao, and his expression was a little more solemn. He is extremely experienced in the enemy, and a moment ago, he was so angry that he wanted to slash the opponent with a sword, but when he arrived at the scene, he became very calm, and his previous feelings did not leave a trace, only to deal with it attentively, without the slightest underestimation or negligence. 彵 right grip on the hilt of the sword, steady and relaxed, feet slightly separated, immobile like a mountain, although not in a posture, but more than any posture more shocking master demeanor.

"This is a ----- knife made by someone in the dream, the name of the knife is "Crane Ling", today Dream will use this "Crane Ling" to meet the magic weapon in your hand for a while. Meng Yuan said lightly.

Although Han Jian was a little surprised, he was unmoved "um", and waved the long sword in his hand and said: "The sword in Han's hand, named 'Broken Army', is one of the famous swords treasured by the family teacher, and it was forged by Ou Yezi. ”

There was an exclamation on the sidelines, one of the two people in this scene was holding a famous sword cast by Ou Yezi in his hand, and he was a disciple of Cao Qiudao, while the other was unknown, and what he was holding in his hand was an unheard of "knife". The results of this competition seem to be clear.

"Thank you for telling me, but Meng's crane feather is also an extraordinary weapon, your Excellency just put the sword over." Meng Yuan nodded, and the last smile on his face disappeared.

Han Jian took half a step forward with his left foot, the sword body turned from straight to oblique, and the right hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly exerted force, and the green tendons rose up, and a strong momentum of condensation, with his slightly leaning forward body, suddenly lifted up, and pressed down on Meng Yuan's head.

At the same time, Meng Yuan also raised his left foot and took half a step forward, and the soles of his feet fell, and there was a bang, which was not like a person stepping on the ground, but like a thousand catties of boulder, the feeling of falling.

This step out brought the deepest feeling to Han Jian on the other side, this guy in black, the path he walked was somewhat similar to him.

Stability is the most important, and swordsmanship seeks strength and ruthlessness.

Looking at each other, like two fierce beasts, they found their enemies, and almost at the same moment, the two of them drew their blades in unison.

"Qiang"

One was as black as ink, the other was as brilliant as silver, and two rays of light flashed, and the two had already exchanged hands before others could see the movements of the two sides.

Han Yuan's action of drawing his sword was like a sharp sword shot from a bow, while Meng Yuan's posture of drawing a knife was like drawing a half circle, but one thing was the same, that is, fast.

"One Hit Kills"

These two people actually had the same idea, wanting to distinguish the winner and defeat the moment the sword was unsheathed.

"What a fast knife" Han Jian praised in a low voice, in the eyes of others, the two seemed to be evenly divided, but he knew that the speed of the other party's attack was a millimeter faster than his own, but fortunately, it was only a millimeter, otherwise it was just that moment just now, he would have fallen under the opponent's knife.

"You're not slow." Meng Yuan divided his feet equally, sat on his horse sideways, held the handle of the knife in his left hand, and pulled the long knife back to the right side of his chest.

"Qiang, Qiang"

The sound of three swords clashing sounded in succession, Meng Yuan took two steps in a row, and then took half a step back, while Han Yuan took two steps back in a row and then half a step.

"Xuanheliu Chopping --- Continuous Chopping"

"Look at the sword." Han Ji continuously blocked the three slashes of Meng Yuan's swift wind, and suddenly let out a low roar from his throat. The long sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow for a day

"Qiang"

Meng Yuan suddenly held the knife in both hands, pointed the blade upward, and pointed out, hitting the spine of the opponent's sword, and he actually saw the true body of the opponent's long sword in an instant.

"You eat me too"

The tip of Mengyuan's knife pointed down, falling like a broken bamboo, reaching a horizontal position, and then churning and slashing out like a swallow.

"Xuanheliu slashed --- Yan Hui!"

It was an extremely fast slash, and Han Jian only saw a flash of knife light, and a cold breath in his throat made his cold hairs stand up. He didn't care about his face at this time, his body fell quickly, and the long sword in his hand struck out from the bottom up.

"Bang, grunt"

This knife slashed Han Quan on his head, he stood up on the ground, stood still, and his expression became extremely solemn.

"Such a sharp knife technique, it seems that Han Mou is too underestimated by Your Excellency."

He said that the long sword in his hand was waved, bringing up a piece of light and shadow, and the light on this 'broken army' sword flowed, like thousands of phantoms.

"It's good" Meng Yuan smiled loudly, holding the knife in both hands, holding it high above his head, and the black blade of the knife, under the rapid swing, turned into a round of black moon falling.

"Xuanheliu Slash ----Moon Shadow Slash"

Like rain hitting the plantains, there was a jingling sound, and the blows of these two people were evenly divided.

"Pavilion Master Qiu, the evil in charge is under the orders of the Lord to ask you for advice." Seeing that Mengyuan and Han Jian were fighting fiercely, it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while, and the heart of the evil in charge also warmed up.

"In this way, Qiu will accompany Mr. Guan to fight." Qiu Risheng looked at Chang Yu, but saw the latter put on a look of relish, and knew that this person couldn't be counted on, so he had to get up and respond.

Guan Zhongye smiled and drew his sword and said: "Guan Mou's sword is called 'Long Strike', which is cast by a famous craftsman in Yue, the sword is five feet and four inches long, which is more than a foot longer than an ordinary sword, and the Qiu Pavilion Master should not ignore its length." ”

His figure was tall and burly, half a head higher than Qiu Rigao, and with this long blade that had grown a lot of ordinary long swords, it was exactly the perfect complement. A sword in hand, majestic.

Qiu Risheng picked up the long sword in his hand and said: "The sword in Qiu's hand is famous, it is cast by the wind beard, and it has been ten years since Qiu will be the hero of the world. ”

He slowly walked towards Guan Zhongxie, and when he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, only to hear a "bang" sound, he had already drawn his sword out of the sheath, and his feet accelerated in an instant, and it was actually a sword rushing towards Guan Zhongxie.

Guan Zhongxie was slightly startled, and said "It's good" and raised his sword over the top, and made a hard move, Qiu Risheng rushed forward, and the sword was strong and heavy, but it didn't make him take a step back.

"Come and don't be rude, the Qiu Pavilion Master looks at the sword." Guan Zhongxie tested that Qiu Risheng's arm strength was not as good as his own, and he snorted coldly, and a sword slashed down like lightning.

"Qiang"

Qiu Risheng's body was struck by this sword, you must know that the physical condition of Guan Zhongyi is almost at the peak of what human beings can reach in this era, but he is over forty years old and has begun to go uphill, and all he has is experience.

"How about another sword." Guan Zhongzhong was so powerful that he slashed down at almost the same angle, and this sword was even more powerful than the previous sword with his rapidly climbing momentum.

Qiu Risheng knew that the opponent's arm strength was better than his own, so he dared to take it hard, and with a loud shout, the long sword in his hand drew half an arc, and blocked the front end of the long blade with the sword body close to the sword blade. Rao is so, taking this sword, it still makes his face pale.

Guan Zhong snorted, but he didn't expect that Qiu Risheng would be able to take over his sword with experience, but he knew that he was determined to win this battle. The chest is hot, I can't help but let out a long roar, the sword momentum is slightly retracted, handed over to the left hand, and then turned into a long rainbow, divided into a fierce split, the sound of the sword, breaking through the air, but its momentum, has been able to make the three armies easy.

Yes, the secret of the evil in charge lies in the fact that his left-handed sword is still three points better than his right-handed sword. This time, he used his left-handed sword, which was a symbol of the beginning of his all-out effort. :

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