The woods outside the Dingzhou official post.

Li Yun and Tang Zhongsong stood facing each other.

The two were less than an arm's length apart.

Tang Zhongsong could already smell the faint fragrance coming from Li Yun's body.

You can also feel the murderous aura coming from her.

Li Yun had already put away her coquettishness, and her right hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword.

The body of the sword is hidden in the robe, so that people can't see the real and the false.

"The sword drawing technique of Donghai Yuntai is known as dividing the sea with a sword. That night, I watched the platform and practiced swordsmanship, and I realized that it was indeed worthy of its name. ”

Tang Zhongsong said as he took half a step forward.

"Why are you doing this?"

Li Yun bit her lip and asked.

To be honest, she had never doubted this Tang Dagongzi who was famous for the West. Now try to put it in front of her eyes and make her feel shameless.

In response to what Tang Zhongsong said when he read the letter in the tent: "Those who play eagles will inevitably be pecked by sparrows." ”

Li Yun is classified as a Yuntai companion and is naturally a person who calls eagles and dogs, and he is a prodigal and rebellious man, and he is at most a stronger sparrow even if he counts his life experience.

But now, the sparrows have the right to confront the falconers. He also let the falconer fly the eagle and run away from the dog.

Tang Zhongsong no longer opened his mouth, this question did not need him to answer Li Yun to know the answer.

He shook his sword out of its scabbard and lay it on his chest.

Since you know that the opponent's sword drawing is very deadly, you must strike first.

Li Yun saw Tang Zhongsong draw his sword, and the strength in his hand involuntarily tightened by three points.

She still hadn't figured out whether to draw her sword or not.

Sword out.

Blood Rush.

Heads fall.

Then he will usher in endless pursuit in Dingxi, and he will directly face the strongest man in Dingxi - Huo Wang.

"You don't have a chance of winning me!"

Li Yun was still speaking out to stop it.

But Tang Zhongsong has already drawn his sword.

It doesn't matter when he used the sword.

As long as the sword is used, it will never be allowed to come out of the sheath out of thin air and return in vain.

This place is close to the official road, and if there is a war, it will be very loud.

Li Yun looked at the young man in front of him and knew that there was an infinite dark abyss lurking in his stubborn body.

He's taking a big gamble with his life.

He bet that Li Yun would not dare to kill him.

It is also a bet that there will be official or foreign high-rollers who will find out about the battle here.

also bet on the king of the West.

Bet that he will never be able to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight again.

Man is always a sensual animal.

Swordsman, always the pursuit of the strongest.

So it's not enough to just describe it in black and white.

They have to be seen, heard, and touched.

Seeing the sword light in the sky, hearing the sound of Jin Ge fighting, and touching the majestic sword power.

In this way, all the jealousy and desire in their bodies can be provoked.

In the end, it all translates into an arrogant sense of victory. Then he spared no effort and left no way to retreat to kill Li Yun.

Kill this swordsman who is unashamed in "Dingxi Overview" and looks down on all living beings.

Yuzhongsong slashed horizontally from left to right with a sword.

At the same time, the left knee was slightly bent, the right leg was kicked straight out, and the toes drew an arc on the snow, raising the falling snow on the ground, forming a thin layer of separation between the two.

But this hand pose, I don't know how many years of hard practice.

The upper and lower parts of the body move in diametrically opposite directions, slashing and kicking, and the coordination is seamless.

"Could it be that the taverns, brothels, and gambling houses in the capital city of Dingzhou are all martial arts halls?"

Li Yun never dreamed that Tang Zhongsong would have such a grandmaster's style and skills.

His eyes were fixed on the sword in Li Yun's hand, the hilt to be exact.

The tip of the sword is a false move, and only the movement of the hilt of the sword can really see through a person's path.

Li Yun leaned back, her green silk danced with her vigorous strength, and her cheeks were a little painful.

Suddenly, I felt a shadow overhead.

It turned out that the sword strength was still undiminished after being avoided by her, and cut down three trees one after another. And these three tree cities rushed towards Li Yun in a net, which was obviously designed by Tang Zhongsong.

The swordsmanship pays attention to elegance and agility, and the movement is light, killing with one blow.

It's not a long-term skill.

According to Li Yun's knowledge, he was also surprised that Tang Zhongsong had such a powerful sword move.

But she didn't draw her sword.

With his left hand on the ground, he spun around in mid-air and landed in the gap between the three trees.

Just stand on your feet. Tang Zhongsong held the sword in both hands again, jumped up, and slashed from top to bottom.

Li Yun has no way to retreat, and there is no way to hide.

I had to draw my sword to block it.

"Hey, hey!"

Tang Zhongsong saw Li Yun draw his sword, and couldn't help but sneer twice.

When the two swords intersected, Tang Zhongsong used Li Yun's blocking power to press on the blade of the sword with a kick in the air.

A huge force came, and Li Yun was shocked and took two steps back.

Tang Zhongsong did not take advantage of the situation to continue to draw his sword, but stood motionless.

The air waves flying around the two of them had already rushed through the obstruction of the woods, pulling out several tents in the official post next to them.

The sword is double-edged, which is common knowledge that even a three-year-old child knows.

Although the sword in Tang Zhongsong's hand is not as good as Li Yun's Xingze, it must be a sharp blade that cuts through the broken iron.

But he stepped on it.

Li Yun was a little flustered.

People are always so with the unknown.

Incredible skills and weird sword moves.

How many secrets are still hidden in this Tang Gongzi's body?

"Swords and swords, swords should not be separated. Who said this sword has to be two things?"

Tang Zhongsong said with a flick of his left index finger on the back of the sword.

"You're not using a sword move, you're using a sword technique!"

Li Yun suddenly understood, Tang Zhongsong's move of opening and closing so much was to use the sword technique to show off.

And this sword is also specially made, so it can be said that it is a truly unique "sword".

The blade is thin and narrow, and the back is wide and thick.

It can not only stab and slash as quickly as a sword, but also withstand the fierce and tough knife technique.

Tang Zhongsong looked at his "sword" and nodded with satisfaction.

"I heard that there is a senior in the rivers and lakes, known as a mad sword. But he's just a left-handed sword and a right-handed sword. In contrast, I'm the real mad sword!"

Li Yun threw the overcoat and pulled three sword flowers in the air.

At least within a hundred moves, she didn't have the confidence to win.

However, Tang Zhongsong changed the "sword" to his left hand, and then slashed a sword at his right arm with the side of the blade.

This sword is deep into the bone.

Immediately the blood flowed.

Tang Zhongsong screamed and fell to the side, pressing the "sword" under him.

"Childe, what's wrong with you!"

In the direction of the official post, Park Zhenghong and Jiang Hengjiao arrived with a large number of sergeants.

Seeing that Tang Zhongsong was seriously injured and couldn't afford it, Park Zhenghong hurriedly took off the fur he was wearing and covered him.

Li Yun held the sword and smiled bitterly.

Since she left Jiying Town, she has entered the bureau.

"You stinky bitch dare to cut me with a sword, you wait for me! What an oiran everyone, I asked my father to make you a military prostitute!"

"You don't want to take her down quickly, forget it. You can't stop him with your martial arts. Zhenghong, you run, go back to Dingzhou Mansion and tell my mother and my father. His only son was hacked to death by a prostitute, so they must avenge me!!"

Tang Zhongsong lay on the ground like a dead dog, crying and barking.

But the sword wound on his arm cannot be faked.

Although Jiang Hengjiao and Li Yun were friends, they had no choice but to draw their swords and face her......

Tang Zhongsong felt that his head was a little dizzy, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

But he did nothing to stop the bleeding.

The lies should be made up completely, and the drama should be done in a complete set.

This is the theory that Tang Zhongsong has always pursued.

Being ruthless to oneself is also the most extreme forbearance.

Li Yun watched Tang Zhongsong's performance, and suddenly felt a sense of pity.

"Don't force me to ......"

Li Yun said to Jiang Hengjiao.

Jiang Hengjiao's brows condensed into a pimple, and her already cold face was now even more aggressive, but she didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

"Li Yun, it's better to explain clearly. ”

Li Yun did not answer.

She raised her sword again.

The right arm was raised high, and the sleeve fell, revealing most of the arm as warm as mutton fat jade.

The tip of the sword is pointed to the sky.

"My PTZ's sword drawing skills are indeed extraordinary, you ......"

This sentence was drilled into Tang Zhongsong's ears by himself, and he no longer had the strength to take the initiative to listen to it.

He opened his eyes wide to see what was going on, but he passed out.

There were thick clouds in the sky.

The jet-black color is like the East China Sea at night.

Li Yun's gaze followed the direction of the tip of the sword and looked at this sea of clouds in a daze.

Then he suddenly turned around and shot out with a sword in the direction of Dingxi Palace.

This sword.

No wind.

No light.

There is no strength either.

The sea of clouds was still thick, and the sky was still dark.

Dingxi Palace.

Ren Yang and his grandson have already entered the Dingxi Royal City, and from a distance, they can see the majestic palace lying in the middle of the inner city.

Boom two loud bangs.

The people of the entire royal city were unconscious.

The people in the palace were in disarray.

Because the two dragon cornices on the roof of the main hall suddenly fell down for some reason.

Ren Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He saw it clearly.

The cornices were cut off by the sword.

Dingxi official road.

Huo Wang tightly pulled the reins, and his backhand against the sky was a sword.

"Bang!"

The sword in Huo Wang's hand was broken in half.

He stared blankly in the direction of his palace.

"Bastard!"

As soon as the scolding fell, there was a fluttering sound all around.

Countless forest birds were shocked to death by Huo Wang's scolding and fell from the trees.

Smashed in snow and fallen leaves.

Outside Jiying Town.

Zhang Xuezhu's white bone fan moved left and right, flying up and down.

The end is that the needle can't be poked, and the water can't be splashed.

However, the fan is a short-fighting weapon after all.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes: one inch is long, one inch is strong. One inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

Under the fierce smashing and stabbing of the tiger in the Zhangba Ting tent, Zhang Xuexue kept retreating.

"As long as I don't let him get within three steps of me, his earth-shattering ghost punching kung fu will not be able to perform. But wielding the tent like this, my strength is also depleted very quickly, and I must fight quickly!"

Zhang Xuexue still held the fan left and right to block, and there was no trace of impatience and worry on his face.

Although the steps under his feet are constantly regressing, they are relaxed and not chaotic.

He struck every six feet and seven minutes of the tent.

I don't usually see anything special about this location.

But as long as the court tent moves, this place is like the seven inches of a poisonous snake, and the acupuncture points of the human body are as fatal.

The fan bone hits here, and the four or two dial a thousand catties.

Zhang Xuezhu knows that his strength has not been as good as before in recent years.

and even the way of doing things and the process of the altar.

Therefore, this trick has been practiced countless times in my mind.

Where to step forward, when to back down.

The next sweep or attack the door in front of it.

It's like sparring.