Bu Qingzi put a palm against the head of the sword, only to see that the slightly raised palm was always more than half a foot away from the head of the sword, and the silver head of the head could no longer be inched in, with the hand, a palm, elbow, shoulder, a foot of the foot slid across the head, and then to the pole, Wang Tiejian retreated. One and again, Wang Tie's arrow was in mid-air, the wide sole of the footsteps was still against Bu Qingzi's back, and the big sword that was waving from the bottom was whistling in the wind, and Bu Qingzi's forward figure was stopped, so he had to return his hand and block again, and turned around to give way, Wang Tiejian behind him waved Daji again, and the two brothers attacked again and again, and the stone wall that had just been shaken back must be ready to attack again, and the attack of the stone wall was making up for the interval between the two brothers, so that a whole cycle of three people was formed。

Bu Qingzi was so entangled here that he couldn't be separated, and Partridge Jiu was no better.

Yi Jinglan went to her robe and took off her skirt, a tight dress was close to her, but there was a porous belt around her waist, and in the middle of the two silver holes, there was a colorful gem, those bright stones, in the early morning sun at this time, were extraordinarily dazzling, and between every action, there must be a seven-colored light, and the wind blown by the sun was wandering in front of the eyes of the bamboo letter, and there were countless silks of rainbow-like light that floated and floated in the wind.

Zhu Han's movements slowed down, he was not obsessed with Yi Jinglan's white and shining hands and shoulders, let alone fascinated by her unobstructed figure under the sun, but from time to time to take a look at the silver ribbon between her, for a master with many years of experience, such a belt must not be as simple as looking good, and the two copper pipes in Yi Jinglan's hands danced again, yellow copper light, white light on the shoulders of her hands exposed in the sun, silver light shining on her waist, and those five-colored gems.

Between the jumps and flights, Yi Jinglan is no longer a woman, the writhing of the primitive ferocity and the strong body, the power of beauty and health itself moves on every inch of the body. Who hasn't seen the light of this flower blooming in front of their eyes?

Almost all of them are looking in the direction of Yi Jinglan, no one in the Xiuyue Sword Pavilion has ever seen Yi Jinglan's posture, and between beauty and movement, there is an indescribable coldness and murderous aura.

Tangshan Jiulao, these men with dead hearts have never seen them, they are old, but for beauty, for visual impact, what age is the same.

Young children will be curious about those rare colors and shapes, the reason why there are few rare colors is because they do not appear many times in life, it is called less, children's eyes are actually in the distance, but he can touch and reach the things, in fact, there are only so many, is everything around him. An adult, perhaps like a toddler, actually wants to see as little as he can see.

The movements of the Stonewall Brothers and the Wang Family Sitie also slowed down, their slowness was because of the slowness of Bu Qingzi and Partridge Jiu's movements, and they had to deal with the rapid movement and blows of the two old men, but in the face of the next action that was prepared in the response, their judgment was to be delayed, in fact, this was an equal reaction.

Yi Jinglan and Jiang Zhuhan's fight has been on the periphery, but between a few swings, the fight between the two people has moved to the middle of this battlefield, this may be the power of beauty, and Yi Jinglan's every step is on those blades of grass, the movement of the leaves and grass, helping him to fly up, there is a kind of power, the sun is like her clothes, and the earth is just a pair of her dancing shoes, she does not belong to this piece of world, she only belongs to space, her home is also in the air, she comes and goes freely, the wind in the past, the oblique sunlight, are all places where she can live······

Jiang Zhuhan is finally a lonely person on the side of Tangshan Bay, a moment of confusion, it still didn't make him lose his mind, but the silver belt around Yi Jinglan's waist still made him think about it, and when he turned around, he was still paying attention to the belt. Peng's beam of cold light shot out of Yi Jinglan's copper pipe, turning Zhu Han's head sideways, Yi Jinglan's black hole of a copper pipe was facing him again, flying up, or dodging left and right, it was too late, and the bamboo Han was thrown to the ground, Yi Jinglan waved down, hit the bamboo Han on the ground with a single palm, rushed forward, stuck to the ground, and rushed out of Yi Jinglan's legs, the two bodies were staggered, and a palm was back, Yi Jinglan returned to the tube with a palm, twisted and turned, and at the same time let the impact of the bamboo letter, the double tube to the ground, the body stood upside down in mid-air, the two copper pipes hit like rain, and the bamboo letter could not get up, so he had to turn over on the spot, his back against the ground, and his hands and feet moved together, dialing Yi Jinglan's copper pipe。

The fight between the two of them put Zhuhan in a crisis, and Chen Jian became anxious, as the eldest brother of Tangshan Jiulao, the situation in front of him did not have much advantage for them, if Zhuhan missed, Yi Jinglan would be able to join any of the fights, in that case, he would not be far from defeat.

Chen Jian and Lichao, a sword against a pair of fleshy palms, Chen Jian is not the strongest one in the Tangshan Nine Elders, but he is the boss in the Tangshan Nine Elders, and Lichao is not the strongest person in the Sword Pavilion, but he is not the weakest one, the right catch of the two is a natural choice. When the nine elders of Tangshan rushed to the people of Xiuyue Villa, Xiuyue Villa only had the strongest person among them who could fight, and the stone wall and the three bronze of the Wang family could also fight, but they did not belong to the Xiuyue Sword Pavilion, and they were inferior in terms of identity, which made the two sides collide and dock, and the unnatural one had to rush to the front, Qingzhu was injured, otherwise he would not be the first to rush out.

Tangshan Jiulaoli can really fight is Chen Shen, he went to the king of the copper hammer, the fight between the two of them is the most fierce, the palm is desperate, the fist to the flesh, the battlefield of the two people is also the farthest away from the crowd, in the fight between the two people, the next is the tree falling and the stone flying, a foot and a pit, a wave to fall a few trees. In just a few moments, the two of them became a flat land. But when they saw Yi Jinglan's strange style of play, they couldn't help but slow down at the same time.

The red candle was the sixth of the nine elders in Tangshan who was fascinated by her before, and his hatred was also for a reason, and if he was not careful, he was fascinated by this little girl. As soon as I saw the red candle, that kind of hatred was a kind of old shame and anger, and with a flip of my hands, the two big sleeves swung from left to right, and the red candle was a petite body. Wrapped in the sleeves of his robe like those two doors, the petite body of the red candle rose and fell between the big sleeves that danced like the two doors.

Yi Jinglan's movements, the red candle also saw it, but it was this old sixth Lin Qiang who was surprised, Lin Qiang was surprised because these opponents were too strange tonight, there was no one, there were no unknown means, at this time, Yi Jinglan was up and down, there was only that bright silver belt, a row of holes on it, no one knew what it would run out of? This is what Lao Liulin Qiang is worried about for his fifth brother, and then look at his opponent, the red candle is between the big sleeves of his wide robe, the more he fights, the more powerless he becomes, only the power to bounce and run, and there is no power to fight back, and the sword in her hand dances and is not as sharp and agile as before.

At this time, Qingzhu's arrow wound in his leg had not been treated, and the excessive bleeding made him at this time, just a defense, and he was unable to fight back. Fortunately, his opponent was the weakest person in Tang Jiuli, so that although he was in danger, he could barely support it for a while.

In this battle group, the weakest is the Wang family Simu, the two of them entangled an old man, and even worse was their strongest weapon, those skin rats could not be used at this time, such a close distance, as soon as the flames of Zhang Yu came out, I don't know who it would burn?

Wang Tong is the happiest, no matter what kind of opponent the three of them have, with their cow-like figure, they don't care about the situation of the eldest brother first? That's what they can't pay attention to for a while, first knock over the opponent in front of them, is what the three of them want to do, this is their first battle in sixteen years, sixteen years, they have been enduring, hiding, never daring to show up in front of people, the changes in Xiuyue Villa, so that they no longer believe in Luo Fuluo, and the people of the demon family, but none of them can be found, in this Xiuyue Villa, the three families of the Lu Demon King have always been good, the demon family disappeared in the change, and the Lu family did not see the end of the shadow, and imagined that their family was the same, and left, but there was always a thought in their hearts, the demon family could not all die, these sixteen years, finally waited for the demon XiuyanAs soon as they saw the sword-shaped fireworks of Demon Xiuyan burning in the air, the twelve brothers all ran in the direction of the fireworks, and finally saw Demon Xiuyan, but right now, this Demon Xiuyan did not know whether he was alive or dead, and even his eldest brother, who was the oldest and largest person in the family, fell to the ground at once, and this anger and anxiousness were all vented on their opponents.

Before the Wang family was subsumed into Xiuyue Villa, the bandits of this family were also a family, since Xiuyue Villa had the help of Tianya Gusuo, the bandit mountain king within a radius of hundreds of miles was all subdued by Xiuyue Cottage, and the bandits for hundreds of miles gathered together, and the bandits became good citizens, and no one would be the bandit mountain king anymore.

At that time, Xiuyue Cottage was bent on destroying the Wang family, which had been fighting to the end, and the last thief force who did not repent was the father of Mo Xiuyan, Motuo, who maintained it with all his might, and lived in the tuyere of March, which was reconciled with the Wang family, and finally let Lu Fengkou also submit to Xiuyue Cottage, avoiding a bloody conflict, with the momentum of the year, in this land, there were only two bandits, combined into one, that was already a powerful force, no matter who it was, it was about to fight, but the maintenance of Motuo was a force, which saved the bloodshed of the Wang family, and for the Wang family, Motuo was also a benefactor。