A strange brilliance appeared on the hook blade. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info That is the performance of Zhao Han pouring his courage into the weapon. People and weapons were intertwined like vines, and when they stomped on the ground, they trembled within ten feet, and the snow on the roofs and trees suddenly fell down, like another big snowstorm!

Before the snowflakes could hit the ground, they were suddenly picked up by a violent force, and the whole thing flew up, forming a rotating snow belt!

"Ahh

Zhao Han was in the center of the snow belt at this time, and no one could see his figure clearly--but in an instant, a deep, low "buzzing" sound was heard from the snow belt, like spring thunder rolling! Like a bell chime! When everyone looked at it again, Zhao Han had already swirled two Wu hooks to cut through the snow belt and rushed out! The three-foot-long Wu hook was transformed into more than two zhang long at this time, and then extended to three zhang long -- that was Zhao Han's overflowing whole body strength to urge all the Wu Hook's soldiers, determined to win with one blow!

Contraction, extension, contraction, extension, like a high-speed rotating light wheel, cut towards Wang Yuan in a daze!

The flying snow fueled the might, and it was as white as a whirlwind!

Wang Yuan's face turned pale, and he tried to use the last bit of courage to urge the sword spirit to throw it at the center of Zhao Han's rolling.

But the sword spirit was thrown like a straw, and it was quickly swept away, and it was softening!

Everyone's mind can't help but think of the words "mantis arm as a car". There are even those with low cultivation, such as Wang Li, who can't help but spit out in the golden stone Changming brought by Zhao Hanyun's whirling dance—not to mention facing his big killer move directly!

"Zhao Han! Dare to kill the killer!" Fang Shu shouted angrily, and he couldn't help but jump up to disrupt their fight—but the two people around him still clamped him down and kept him from moving. "Do you also want to watch Zhao Han kill people?!" Fang Shu roared.

"The fight is not over, isn't Wang Yuan okay?" the two said coldly.

Yes, it's okay at this time, what about waiting for Zhao Han to get close?

Fang Shu's head flickered, wondering if he had heard the senior brothers mention the method of breaking the "Cloud Whirling Dance" - but this was already a relatively secret thing, after all, it had not reached that realm, and it was useless to say it.

......

On the other side, Senior Brother Nine leaned against the window to drink tea, looking comfortable.

"Senior Brother Jiu, although you saw that the momentum was wrong at noon, and I had already leaked the sword moves passed to Wang Yuan to Senior Brother Zhao, but Wang Yuan's evil weapon may not be famous - if even Senior Brother Zhao can't beat him, then it can-"

Senior Brother Nine glanced at him and blew the tea leaves floating in the teacup: "No." Wang Yuan didn't have a chance. The man wanted to say something more, but he saw the snow flying around Zhao Han's residence in the distance, and he was a little stunned.

"Cloud Whirling Dance. Senior Brother Nine said lightly, and the next sentence was even more surprising: "I taught him." ”

"Cloud Whirling Dance?" couldn't help but flash a trace of eagerness in his eyes, but he immediately said with some sneering: "To deal with Wang Yuan, I used the Cloud Whirling Dance, which is a bit overkill, right?"

"No, not at all. Senior Brother Jiu shook his head and said, "Isn't it worth being afraid of him if he fights fourteen people in a row without being defeated?"

"Yes. ”

"The Cloud Whirling Dance is a style created by Shizun when he was young, domineering and fierce, stirring the clouds - whether it is a person or a thing, gold or stone, as long as it sticks a little, it will also be rolled into powder by the sword momentum. ”

"Ah, then Wang Yuan is going to be rolled into a blood mist by Senior Brother Zhao Han!" the man said happily.

"However, I told Wang Yuan about the method of breaking the 'Cloud Whirling Dance'. Senior Brother Jiu drank tea and said slowly: "From an outsider's point of view, I treat him really well, after all, I never hide it. ”

"What?" he did at this point, completely incomprehensible.

"With Wang Yuan's cultivation of the Four Spirits now, there are no more than two kinds of Cloud Breaking Vortex Dances - the Reverse Sword Style and the Shun Sword Style. Shunjian style is to quickly move the sword in the direction of Zhao Han's sword momentum, and cut through the face of his soldiers--if you run as fast as him, then he won't be able to catch you? But this is nonsense, people don't run so fast. The result of this is that the soldiers on your sword are quickly swept away by the opponent, and the soldiers are scattered, and the courage in your body is also fluctuating and disordered, and finally the spirit is annihilated and becomes a waste person - but the other party is also because of the sword spirit that swept you, and interferes with your own soldiers, and you can't spin up, and this cloud whirling dance will be solved-"

"Reverse sword style, it's the other way around. Quickly move the sword against the direction of the sword momentum - the entangled soldier is like a rope, binding the opponent, and can only stop - but this is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, like Wang Yuan's level, the flesh is too fragile, if it is better, it is inevitable to be swept off an arm......

One is to lose consciousness and become a waste, and the other is to break an arm - these are two ways to break the move, and they are clearly two different ways to die!

"The Cloud Whirling Dance is really powerful!--then I will neither go along nor go against it-will it work?"

Senior Brother Nine couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Then aren't you standing still and being stirred into a pulp? or slashing and chopping indiscriminately, and sending your sword spirit indiscriminately-it's no different from standing, just waiting for death-"

"Oh oh!—but isn't there really a way to crack this cloud whirling dance without harming itself?"

"Yes. Senior Brother Jiu said seriously: "You also dance a cloud whirling dance, hard to touch, isn't it okay - not to mention that this requires the full realization of the seven spirits, that is, the cultivation is the same as Zhao Han, it is also the result of losing both, if you want to be completely crushed, unless you have a cultivation like a senior brother or even a master." Hehe, I told Wang Yuan about both roads. It's up to him to choose. As he spoke, he glared at the other party again: "Why do you say that you put so much effort into not just killing him? You are crazy! If Wang Yuan is dead, let the senior brother know, how can we explain? Originally, Zhao Han was asked to dance in Izumo, but now the time is urgent, and the helpless move has already seemed very abrupt -- kill him directly, aren't you afraid that you will find out about me! As long as he doesn't die, whether he is crippled or disabled, it doesn't matter. He frowned, and poured all the residual tea in the cup out of the window: "Damn, these old teas have long been tired of drinking, and we still have to wait for the beginning of spring, and picking new tea is the king......

......

Zhao Han's is getting closer and closer.

"Hum-hum-" The strength brought up alone can cut a person's face, and the hook blade of the three-zhang soldier seems to swing under the eyelids.

In front of the majestic cloud whirling dance, Wang Yuan, who was forced into a corner, was as small and powerless as an ant!

Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment—obviously he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

"Wang Yuan, admit defeat! Come to Japan, it's not that there is no chance!" Fang Shu shouted.

"No, it can't be!" Wang Yuan muttered, looking at the Divine Sword Dao that he had brought up from the bottom of the abyss to see the light of day.

Senior Brother Nine once said that there are two ways to break the Cloud Whirling Dance-

It's nothing more than choosing between becoming a waste and breaking an arm!

As soon as he raised his head, Wang Yuan's face was already full of determination! He took his clothes in one hand, raised his sword, and headed towards the flying Zhao Han!

Reverse Sword!

Fang Shu seemed to think of what Wang Yuan wanted to do, and was terrified: "Stop! Wang Yuan! You~ will die!"

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