However, at this moment, the girl with a bun actually broke her word. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Launched an attack directly towards Tang Yaoxiang, and it was the "Eighteen Heavenly Sword"

From left to right, the fourth extremely vague and almost nothing-for-nothing void sword on the left side of the mother sword, suddenly white light loomed, and it quickly broke away from the sword formation and stabbed towards Tang Yaoxiang.

Tang Yaoxiang was shocked, and only paid attention to the three solid swords in the middle, but he didn't expect that the rest of the illusory swords were caught off guard. In a flash of sideways, a cut was made in his shoulder, and he was still wearing a white robe inside, otherwise he would have been splashed with blood on the spot.

Tang Yaoxiang was furious, taking advantage of the kung fu of the girl with a bun to collect her sword, she suddenly stepped violently, and the girl with a bun was also on guard, and she retreated urgently, and the pink floral dress and bell skirt floated up. Angry, Tang Yaoxiang grabbed it and pulled it violently.

"Bang-" sounded, and the bell skirt tore. At the same time, the girl with a bun was taken by the force in the tangential direction, and her body spun violently, and when she turned around, she was shocked and hurriedly used her hands to protect her privacy.

This scene was deeply imprinted in Tang Yaoxiang's mind, a pair of towering and full**, pale pink**, **trumpet***

Tang Yaoxiang secretly swallowed his saliva, his body didn't move, he was just stunned, and he even forgot what to do with the dress that he had pulled over.

The girl with a bun was so ashamed that she squatted down, her palms tightly protected her chest, her eyes glared at Tang Yaoxiang, her teeth bit the corners of her lips, and her eyes revealed a strong murderous aura.

With her image of gentleness, nobility, and elegance in the eyes of outsiders, such an angry expression may not appear in front of the second person other than Tang Yaoxiang at all—but Tang Yaoxiang (formerly) was a recognized mediocre talent of the Douyuan Madry Dragon Faction of the Tang Dynasty's Dongyoumen, and no one cared about the image in his mind.

The ripped flared skirt emitted a pleasant fragrance. Tang Yaoxiang was secretly intoxicated, and his fingers gently rubbed the fabric with a very obvious texture of the yarn, as if he was touching the ** of Panjin Nu that made him salivate through a layer of soft yarn. Seeing the girl squatting on the ground, protecting ** with both hands, and the sword thrown on the ground, I felt a little relaxed.

Looking at Tang Yaoxiang's intoxicated appearance, the girl with a bun trembled with anger, and when he was distracted, she picked up the sword on the ground and stabbed towards him.

Tang Yaoxiang was in a hurry, and threw the dress in his hand towards the face of the girl with a bun that flew towards her.

The girl with a bun was worried that her dress would be ruined, so she quickly put away her sword. At this moment, the dress was already covering her face. She reached out to grab it, and suddenly, two hands reached out from behind her back, and grabbed her wrists.

"What do you want to do!" almost the moment Hao's wrist was caught, the girl in the bun reflexively exclaimed.

Tang Yaoxiang only felt that his breath was short, his head was instantly out of idea, and even the courage to make further movements seemed to be gone. Grabbing her soft and boneless wrist, he felt soft and smooth, smelling her faint and faint carcass, he felt relaxed, and slightly touching her round **, he felt the erosion of bones**.

At the moment when he controlled the bun girl from behind, he felt that the body fluids were almost boiling, his breathing suddenly accelerated, ** surging, and there was a warm current all over his body that went straight out along the capillary blood pores.

It was a wonderful feeling, and it made his bones soft and his soul shook. In addition to the pair of white and tender wrists, the refreshing fragrance, the soft and boneless fragrant shoulders, the pink and lustrous jade cheeks, the flexible and smooth neck, and the elegant and noble Panyun bun, the looming sexy ** slit - the squatting just now, the trumpet ******, inadvertently exposed the corner of the snowy mountain.

What made him even more fascinated, **surgingly, the **** who was writhing "to his heart's content" rubbed on his slightly **small** from time to time, which made his mind in a trance and his mind confused.

Tang Yaoxiang endured the ** that was about to erupt, and lowered his head uncomfortably, peeked at her **** slit, and then quickly raised his head, his mind was full of the extremely evil scene just now.

"Tang Yaoxiang, you scumbag, if you don't let go, I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!" The girl with a bun was so angry that she almost lost her mind, and her feet kept stomping and kicking backwards, using all her strength to try to break free from Tang Yaoxiang's control.

Tang Yaoxiang felt that he was about to lose his grip, not because of the struggle and intimidation of the bun girl, but because of a man's desire instinct at a specific moment, primitive and direct, fast and fiery, radical and fearless, with the tendency of "having to send an arrow on the string".

The woman in the bun struggled with all her might, using her hands and feet at the same time, and her shoulders and waist were linked. When the anger is extreme and the reason is gradually lost, it will also use ** to collide. Until, once in a while, he accidentally touched the **** below him and became more and more ****, only then did he suddenly startle, his heels raised, and his mouth was wide open, as if he had hit a ghost and lost his soul.

Tang burned incense, the hot sweat was still overflowing, the temperature of the lower body had climbed to the extreme, the entire chest was almost attached to her **, every breath of the other party was clearly audible, and every big or small struggle would inadvertently touch his most ** part. It made him feel embarrassed while being physically and mentally addicted.

"Tang burns incense, you stinky rascal, you can't let go!" The girl with a bun was furious and scolded sharply.

Tang Yaoxiang was cold, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, instantly extinguishing the burning **, his hands suddenly loosened, and the girl with a bun took the opportunity to break free, and then hit Tang Yaoxiang on the chest with a backhand......

"Hehehehe!" the woman with a bun looked at her highly, proud and proud. I thought that with this palm, I could shoot this waste half to death. couldn't help but look full of color, shrugged his head high, his head shook slightly, and he barely pointed at the bridge of the other party's nose with contempt.

Most of the palm power was dissolved by the white robe, Tang Yaoxiang was safe, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and a silent cold snort occurred. At the same time, cover the sword-cut cut on the shoulder of the robe with his hand, so as to prevent the white robe worn inside from being discovered.

The girl with a bun didn't believe that he could really stand this palm, the smile on her face continued unabated, her sandalwood mouth opened slightly, her teeth were faintly shining like jade, and her breath was faintly dispersed.

Tang Yaoxiang shrugged his shoulders helplessly, with a calm and disapproving demeanor. From time to time, her eyes widened slightly, glancing at the full, towering waves of the bunned girl.

The girl with a bun smiled suddenly, her face changed, she stared and stepped on the ground, and a momentum surged to the ground from the palm of her feet, and spread out to the surroundings to form a sea of qi, at the same time, the vibration caused by the stomp on the ground was finally transformed into a reaction force on the ground on the soles of the feet, and the sea of qi flew up from the center, like a wave roll, lifting the saber lying in the center of the sea of air.

The sword was grabbed by the bun girl, and then it was sacrificed, and between the finger pinching and sealing, the long sword once again differentiated into more than a dozen sword-shaped phantoms, lined up, forming a sword killing array.

"Eighteen Heavenly Sword!"

"Four/Pick up the sword. ”

The original intention of the girl was to say "pick", but she deliberately said "pickup" and "wanton" ambiguously, for the opponent, it is not clear at all, and for the sword master who has been trained for a long time, she is well versed in the subtleties, once she makes a move, she can surprise and attack the opponent by surprise. Even if the opponent is one level higher than himself, such a trick that is easy to confuse and listen to can often kill the dazed opponent in just a few rounds. If it is a combination of sword formations, or with the "Ferris wheel spinning sword killing array", it is very visually stunning, the lethality is amazing, and the lore rate is extremely high. - This is also the reason why the overall strength of the Excalibur faction is significantly stronger than that of the Crazy Dragon faction.

Tang Yaoxiang's pupils shrank, and the fourth sub-sword shone instantly, completely attracting his attention. However, it was the tenth sword that flew towards him, and attacked him by surprise, and he was shocked.

With a whoosh, Tang Yaoxiang's left shoulder was once again cut a cut about ten centimeters long, and he hurriedly covered the crack with his hand to prevent the white robe from being discovered.

The exercises performed by the girl are too secretive, unpredictable, and impossible to prevent. However, the first two times, Tang Burning incense was not quite suitable for the characteristics of the other party's exercises. After a little experience, with the net strength between the two, Tang Yaoxiang had the confidence to avoid the opponent's third sword.

However, the enraged Bun Girl did not perform her killer move again, but instead used other sub-swords to attack, except for the "wanton" sub-sword and the "pick-up" sub-sword. Take Tang burning incense as a tool for your own trial.

This time, Tang Yaoxiang kept an eye on it, and also maintained a high degree of vigilance against the space of the illusory sword array on both sides of the mother sword—with the current net strength of the Bun Girl, each side could be spread out for about ten meters—and at the same time instinctively took a few steps back to expand the scope of vision. With the net strength gap between the two, they finally avoided the opponent's ordinary sub-sword attack without danger.

Tang Yaoxiang didn't dare to take it lightly at all, and was ready to disassemble the other party's trick at any time. However, the experienced girl with a bun suddenly switched positions and occupied the west side of the top of the tower, and the afterglow of the dusk and sunset happened to cover the already vague illusory sword.

The pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, Tang Yaoxiang gasped, the situation was worrying, and the situation was not objective. Such a natural disguise made him feel bottomless. Unless the "dragon dragon" appears, that is, against it with a second identity, the dragon, it may be able to filter out the natural variegation.

"Her grandmother's must have eaten the Qi Enhancement Fruit, otherwise, how could she have such a quick strain!" Tang Yaoxiang secretly comforted himself. I couldn't help but regret it for a while, "I shouldn't give away the Qi Enhancement Fruit casually!" I decided not to give favors to others casually from now on, in case there are hidden dangers and regrets.

The time and place are favorable, and no one has the advantage! Knowing oneself does not know the other, and it is not good for oneself! The other party is a vase, which will be broken at the slightest touch, and the hotbed of trouble is located......

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses! Thirty-six plans, go for the best plan!

The decision has been made. Before leaving, Tang Yaoxiang subconsciously glanced at the girl in the bun, and was immediately dazzled by the afterglow of the falling sunset, and at the same time, there was the girl's ** action that made him seem familiar: the girl in the bun was lifting the flesh-colored leggings behind her buttocks up......

finally covered the sexy ** slit behind his buttocks, but when he looked up, he found that Tang Yaoxiang was squinting-as if he was peeping at her-and immediately became angry, wrapped the bell skirt around his waist indiscriminately, and then picked up the saber and attacked Tang Yaoxiang like crazy......

Under the stone and wood tower, on the first floor, on the stone platform in the center of the pond, the junior monk from the directly governed sect of the Ice and Fire Liantian Gate had just drawn out almost all the true qi of the dantian and temporarily stored it in the cave pool on the lower plate, around the abdomen, the void was rippling, the vitality was expanding, the flame was flourishing, his face and abdomen were bulging, and he secretly recalled the words of the sect elder in his heart: Only by fully stimulating his potential can he practice peak martial arts!

"Duan Feng, if you're not sure, forget it, let's do it again next time?" Inside the guardrail, on the corridor, a woman was very anxious, trying her best to prevent the other party from taking risks.

However, the other party turned a deaf ear and was unmoved, and after looking up at the top of the tower, he let out a loud shout, and the two narrow Yuan Force release channels connecting the "Lower Plate Upper Void" opened at the same time. - The "lower disc median void" between the lower abdomen and the knees and the "lower disc lower void" from the knees to the center of the feet.

When he landed, the true qi in the "Upper Rank Void" gushed down, and through the narrow "Middle Void", it instantly arrived at the "Lower Void", and the moment it broke through the Foot Palm Acupoint Mansion, a momentum surged to the ground, and spread out to the surroundings to form a sea of qi. The sea of qi was still in the shackles of the lower void. The massive explosion of Yuan Qi caused the volume and pressure of the void to increase dramatically. During the conversion of the seal, the volume of the void decreased drastically, and the sea of qi instantly contracted to the center, following this momentum, Duan Feng's legs folded, and then he stretched out violently, and the powerful internal strength combined with the boost of the sea of qi made his body instantly rush towards the top of the hundred-meter-high tower.

The majestic momentum destroyed the slightly bare tree planted on the countertop.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...... , after rising less than 40 meters, he suddenly felt that he lacked stamina. The accelerating upward trend quickly turns to deceleration, hovering at a high and then accelerating down......

A sense of dread that he had never felt before flooded his mind, and he realized that he was running out of gas. Before he died, he desperately ran the "Earth Fire Connecting Heart Technique" of the sect master sect that he had stolen. - It is required that the net strength must be at least at the third order of the Mortal Heaven Realm and above.

His net strength was in the early stage of the second order of the Mortal Heaven Realm, which was far from the minimum requirement. But he had no choice but to let the exercises run on their own. His limbs were instinctively waving wildly, trying to grasp something, but to no avail, his body—lying flat—was still falling at high speed, and suddenly, with a "poof", it was disemboweled, and the abdomen pierced, and the broken tree pierced through the hole, and the whole thing was stained blood-red.

"Ah————!h

On the top of the tower, the girl with the bun and Tang Burn incense are inseparable, after hearing the scream, they are both stunned, Tang Burn Incense takes the opportunity to jump the tower, and the Bun Girl also performs the flying technique of controlling the qi, fluttering down.

After descending to the ground, Tang Yaoxiang did not rush to escape, but hurried towards the direction of the tower gate. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of blood. After entering, the scene in front of him made him creepy, and he gasped: on the stone platform in the center of the pond, a bloody body, lying upright on a broken tree trunk, the sharp trunk, pierced from the back of the corpse, pierced through the belly, blood stained all over the ground, miserable. (To be continued.) )