A half-cut short stick stretched out from the soil, sweeping Long Qingming's lower body.

There is no stick technique, and there is no need for any stick technique, speed, strength, and suddenness, these three points are enough, enough to make Long Qingming busy, even if he has peerless marksmanship, he can't use it.

Liu Qingfu let out a long sigh and said, "This is where Sun Xing is difficult, hidden in the soil, only he beats you, and you don't beat him." ”

"Then how did Long Qingming win last time. Han Chuang asked again.

Liu Qingfu let out another long sigh, her eyes twisted on Han Chuang's face, and said, "No matter how strange the skill is, it is useless in the face of absolute strength, just look at it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Long Qingming, who was at a disadvantage, began to fight back.

With the gun in his hand, his person felt extremely cold, his back was straight, like a gun in his hand, and his eyes were sharp like two shots of gun.

"Sun Xingzhi, this trick is useless to me. He said.

At this moment of crisis, I actually closed my eyes.

Han Chuang's heart moved, and a smile appeared on his face.

Since the eye is useless, get rid of it altogether and get rid of the distractions it brings.

The ears can hear the heartbeat, the breath can be heard, the skin can feel the wind breaking through the earth, and the soles of the feet can feel the pulsation of the earth, all of which are more difficult to deceive than the eyes.

A sneer appeared on Long Qingming's face, as cold as a crescent moon in the winter night sky.

He inserted the gun into the soil, a simple action, the key is speed, just like a scenario that has been rehearsed thousands of times, blood oozed from the ground, Yin Hong's blood.

Han Chuang's eyes lit up and said, "Victory." ”

Liu Qingfu nodded and said, "That's right, it's a victory." ”

It is a difficult thing to win a victory in the three martial arts, but sometimes, difficult things can be solved in the simplest way.

"Get up for me!" Long Qingming shouted, stretched through his arm, lifted it hard, and the tip of the spear broke through the ground, and at the same time there was a person, a short man, holding the barrel of the gun with both hands, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

Sun Xingzhi was not injured, and Yin Hong's blood stains looked at Shen Ren, but it was only a cut of some flesh and skin, and it couldn't even bring him any trouble in his actions.

He was still agile, still full of energy, and his heart was full of hope of victory, even with a smile in his eyes, a smile of victory.

"The same move, it's impossible to use it on me a second time!" Sun Xingzhi said, and at the same time, his body leaped up with the power of Long Qingming's fighting, and his arms were pierced, and the short stick slashed downward.

This stick has more than the strength of a thousand catties, seeing his hideous face and the muscles of his arms bulging around, he knows that he has used all his strength.

The sudden blow was a must-kill blow, and in his opinion, no one could dodge it.

But at this moment, he saw Long Qingming's smile.

Long Qingming was laughing, this smile was sarcastic and cold, as if he was laughing at his stupidity.

Han Chuang shook his head and said disappointedly: "The ingenious idea, using people's inertial thinking to launch a surprise attack, is a pity that the strength is not good. ”

Liu Qingfu nodded and agreed with Han Chuang's statement, if Sun Xingzhi had enough strength, he didn't even need to be stronger than Long Qingming, he only needed a relatively balanced strength to defeat Long Qingming, but his strength was half off.

This half-chip strength gap may not be anything in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of martial artists, it is a world of difference, especially in the competition of one thought of life and one thought, a small gap is enough to determine the final success or failure.

Sun Xingzhi's stick was fast, but it wasn't fast enough, and the result of not being fast enough was that it was easily blocked by Long Qingming.

With a bang, the purple light shone, and the short stick hit the barrel of the gun, blooming with brilliant sparks.

Sun Xingzhi felt a strong attack, the short stick was almost about to fly out of his hand, Long Qingming didn't give him any chance to adjust, it was a shot, this shot was not fast, but it was enough to defeat Sun Xingzhi who had lost his balance.

He could only watch as the unpleasant shot approached his forehead,

near

Closer,

Until the cold light passed through the Yangbai acupoint, the gun stopped in front of his forehead, stopping slightly, without even a trace of trembling.

This shot was very steady, incredibly stable.

"Good!"

On the rostrum, Ling Luofeng let out a cheer, even though Honghong'er was staring at him with a vicious gaze, he still let out this cheer.

He looked so happy, and who wouldn't want to win?

Honghong'er had a gloomy face, and said in a strange tone: "It's just that he is relying on his cultivation to be a little higher, if the two of them cultivate equally, he will inevitably be defeated by Sun Xingzhi." ”

Xue Ziyi looked at Honghong'er with a jealous look with a smile and said, "Old man Hong, don't forget that cultivation is also a part of determining the outcome of the battle. ”

Ling Luofeng said with a smile: "That's right, it's not my disciple who challenges your disciple, it's your disciple who takes the initiative to challenge my disciple," he looked at Sun Xingzhi, who was pale, shook his head, and said, "It's a pity, the strength is still there, but it's a little self-defeating." ”

"You-" Honghong'er was so angry that she couldn't speak, if it weren't for the blind man next to her, I'm afraid she would have already started Ling Luofeng.

Ling Luofeng smiled slightly and said, "Old man Hong, let's calm down, this is just the first scene." ”

Honghong'er snorted coldly and sat down angrily.

The two people in the field have finished their salutes and left the field at the same time, and the prize selection will wait until all the games are over, and the first to win the most games will be selected.

Xue Ziyi glanced at the square of Qingfeng Pavilion, smiled slightly, and said, "Go on, who else will come to the stage next to challenge!"

A yellow shadow burst out from the direction of Qingfeng Pavilion and grabbed the center of the ring, and everyone saw clearly that the person on the stage was a woman, a girl who was no more than eighteen years old, wearing an apricot yellow shirt, with a golden ring in her hair, her skin was better than snow, standing on the stage with a smile, and her face showed two faint wine vortices.

Xue Ziyi's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Li'er, it's not the time for you to come to the stage, and you can't go down yet." ”

According to the general unspoken rules, those who came to the stage in the early stage were weaker disciples, and the stronger martial artists generally appeared in the back, don't look at Li'er's youth, but her strength ranked among the top five in Qingfeng Pavilion.

Li'er said: "Master, Li'er can't wait, just let me play first." ”

Xue Ziyi wanted to say something, but when she saw it, she grinned and said, "Since the little girl is going to play, let her play, what's the big deal, it doesn't look interesting in front of her anyway." ”

Xue Ziyi stared at Honghong'er fiercely, stopped talking, her beautiful eyes turned around twice in her eye sockets, and finally said, "Okay, it's up to you to appear first." ”

She was confident that as long as Han Chuang of the Qingzhu Sect and the blind man of the Luoxia Sect did not end up, no one would be able to defeat Li'er, and Li'er would not challenge the two of them by asking for hardship.

Li'er got Xue Ziyi's approval, the smile on her face suddenly closed, and her sharp gaze swept towards the phalanx of the Qingzhu Sect, and shouted: "The woman who fought with me just now, we haven't decided the winner yet!"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Liu Qingfu, and Li'er's words were already obvious, she wanted to challenge Liu Qingfu and challenge the daughter of Liu Hengbo, the elder of the Qingzhu Sect.

Xue Ziyi followed Li'er's gaze and saw Liu Qingfu with an indifferent smile on her face, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Ling Luofeng, who was beside him, showed an obscure smile and said softly, "I'm afraid Li'er chose the wrong person." ”

Xue Ziyi glanced at him and snorted, "That's not necessarily." ”

Ling Luofeng smiled incomprehensibly and said, "Look at it." ”

Liu Qingfu jumped into the ring, without much momentum, just a slight jump, which attracted a burst of applause.

Warriors are also human beings, and they also know how to appreciate beauty, especially two beautiful women standing opposite each other in the ring, such a beautiful scenery can be described as beautiful.

Liu Hengbo also looked at his daughter with a smile, and Han Chuang smiled: "Master, why aren't you worried about senior sister?"

Liu Hengbo glanced at him and said with a smile: "Do you need to worry?"

In the field

Although Li'er couldn't wait to immediately knock the woman opposite her into the ring, she still reported her name according to the rules: "Qingfeng Pavilion Yue Li'er." ”

Liu Qingfu brushed the broken hair on his forehead with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Qingzhu Sect Liu Qingfu." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two of them showed their martial spirits at the same time.

Bihai Chaosheng is on the double wire net, who can win and who will lose?

Yue Li'er snorted coldly and shouted, "Liu Qingfu, let you see my true strength." With a shake of his right hand, a short sword slashed out of his cuff and held it in the palm of his hand.

The short sword is only two and a half feet, small and delicate but the cold light is flickering, there is no sword grid, the hilt and the sword body are straight, such a sword is a very special sword, and the person who uses the special sword is naturally a special person.

Liu Qingfu had already seen Yue Li'er's swordsmanship, which was a special swordsmanship, according to Han Chuang's words, one of the ancient swordsmanship.

The ancient swordsmanship is heavy and light, and it is better to use a long sword, but Yue Li'er uses a short sword.

As soon as this short sword appeared, Ling Luofeng on the rostrum couldn't help frowning and thinking thoughtfully.

Even Honghong'er, who had been squinting, suddenly opened her eyes, revealing an incredible expression.

Honghong'er was taller than Xue Ziyi, and she didn't have any scruples when she spoke, so she immediately spoke: "This Yue Li'er can make Miaoyin Shitai's Miaoyin Three Swords." ”

Xue Ziyi looked at Yue Li'er with a smug face, and said with a smile: "That's right, my apprentice has some talent, and a few days ago I comprehended the mystery of the Miaoyin Three Swords, and I can use it at this moment." ”

Can it be used?

Ling Luofeng sneered in his heart, if it was just usable, Xue Ziyi would never let Yue Li'er fight, since she was allowed to fight, there was only one reason - Yue Li'er was already proficient in this sword technique.

Ling Luofeng couldn't help but feel worried.

Although Liu Qingfu is powerful, Yue Li'er is not an ordinary person, the two martial souls are of the same level, and their strength is almost equal, and martial arts have become the key to determining the outcome of the victory, although I don't know how far Yue Li'er's Miaoyin Sanmen Sword has mastered, but at least it should be able to reach the level of Xuan-level upper-level and even ground-level lower-level martial arts, and although Liu Qingfu's Pingbo Liuyun Palm is also a must-have in Qingzhu Sect, it is only a Xuan-level middle-level martial art, and the gap can be described as a world of difference.

Originally, Ling Luofeng was still full of confidence, but now he was a little uneasy.

Han Chuang frowned when Yue Li'er took the short sword, he was not as powerful as the Miaoyin Master's Miaoyin Three Swords, but only from the one sword stake Yue Li'er took out, this sword technique was not trivial.

Today's swordsmanship can not be heavy sword pile, because the sword pile is deliberate, and now the sword method is heavy; but the ancient swordsmanship does not pay attention to the sword pile, it can be said that the strength of an ancient swordsmanship can be seen from its starting sword pile.

Han Chuang looked at Yue Li'er's sword pile, which was really no less than the sword pile he used to use the fast sword back then.

Liu Hengbo noticed Han Chuang's strange appearance, and couldn't help asking, "Chuang'er, what's wrong?"

Han Chuang came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, it's just that Senior Sister is afraid that there are some variables in this scene." ”

"Variables?" Liu Hengbo laughed and said, "You mean the three swords of Miaoyin." ”

Han Chuang frowned and said, "Is it the ancient sword technique created by Master Miaoyin?"

Liu Hengbo nodded and said, "It is rumored that this sword technique has the power of the upper level of the earth, but no one in Qingfeng Pavilion has been able to practice it for many years, and this Yue girl seems to be able to make this sword technique." ”

Han Chuang said, "In that case, isn't the master worried?"

Liu Hengbo smiled and said, "What are you worried about? Are you worried that Liu Qingfu will lose? But what if you lose a three-sect martial arts, and that little girl may not be able to exert the full power of the three swords of Miaoyin, and your senior sister may not be as weak as you imagined." ”

Han Chuang's eyes lit up and said, "Senior sister still has a killer feature?"

Liu Hengbo smiled mysteriously and said, "Let's take a look." ”

Han Chuang turned his gaze to the ring, and at this moment the battle was about to break out.