Yue Hanzhi hurriedly flicked his sword and shot, and the entire thin sword slammed into the tall and thin man's long sword, causing the long sword to split into the air, but because of this figure, he was kicked in the lower abdomen by the man and fell to the ground, sliding a few steps away, and the wound in the Rising Wind Valley seemed to have been hit hard again.

The woman in blue lying on the ground curled up in a ball, her left hand covering her bleeding lower abdomen, and she was about to stand up with her sword, but the pain from her lower abdomen prevented her from standing up straight.

The tall and thin gray-robed man turned his head to look at Yue Hanzhi because of the long sword split, and said coldly: "I see that you are in a good posture, I wanted to solve that mud leg first, and I will fight with you later, so I don't hesitate to die, then I will first cut off your limbs and meridians into a waste, and we will have a good move."

A huge cloud in the sky slowly moved to block the sun, and the mountains and forests began to become dim, Yue Hanzhi stood up and squatted in a place where there was still a little sunshine, the sky seemed to begin to darken with the slow walking of the tall and thin man, and the sense of oppression immediately came to everyone's hearts, the caravan men were guarding around the carriage Seeing this situation, their hands trembled and did not dare to step forward, the gap between these two gray-robed men and the previous two groups of bandits was too big, far from what they and Yue Hanzhi could deal with.

The short-shirted young man who was vibrated to fly the mountains and traveled wildly, his left hand had been hammered to the ground, it seemed that the shock force just now was too great, which directly made his entire arm numb as if he couldn't move, he watched the tall and thin man give up the attack and turned to the blue clothes who stood up and squatted half-squatting, her hat was picked up by the fat man just now, the blood on her hair and lips stuck to her cheeks indiscriminately, she was seriously injured in order to save herself but still did not fall, she didn't look as miserable as her now, the two only saw each other for a few days, Is it going to end here?

When I first met, I fought against the enemy mountain and the wild thieves together, and on the slopes of Yangfeng Valley, I also saw the mountain blowing cherry blossoms together, and the scene of myself falling asleep in front of the door in the post room was lightly opened by her and the two of them fell together, the young man in the short shirt had red eyes, and the resentment in his heart kept rushing into his body, swallowing the blood that poured into his mouth, and his right hand slowly stood the spring window butterfly on his face, and his head was slammed forward, and he tore the black cloth strip at the hilt of the sword, and the blood-soaked teeth tore hard at the slipknot he tied himself, and from time to time he made a strange roar, It was like a beast that had not yet opened its mind, tearing at the corpse of its companion with tears, and making a penetrating cry.

The tall and thin man who was walking towards the moon cold branch didn't know if he wanted to see what would happen behind him because of the sound coming from this side, or if he felt that the young man's roaring sound was really unpleasant, so his walking speed became slower, and from time to time he turned his head to look at the roaring young man behind him.

The black cloth strip on the body of the spring window butterfly sword faded from the sword body because of the opening of the slipknot, and slowly floated in the air, swaying non-stop, and the black cloth strip at the place where the sword was held in the right hand was still in the hand, and a brighter and brighter green color appeared in the dim forest, which was the color of this sword, and the emerald green belonging to this sword flashed in the dim forest where the clouds in the sky were sheltered. The young man struggled to raise his originally numb left hand, wrapped the strip of black cloth floating in the air around his right hand holding the sword, gradually tightened it, and finally tore it with his mouth and tied a knot, as if to fix his entire right hand with the turquoise long sword.

"I have a sword... Spring Window Butterfly... I have a ......," the short-shirted boy repeated in a low and staccato voice.

It may have been the boy who stood up again or the long sword in the boy's hand that interested the gray-robed man, and he finally stopped and waited for the short-shirted boy to act, with a look of contempt on his face that was not concealed at all.

With his back to the young man behind him, he said: "At the end of the strong crossbow, if there are any other tricks, just now it was just boring to play with you, and after you get tired of playing, I will directly cut off your arms, and now you have become this mad dog, what else can you do."

The short-shirted young man squinted slightly and looked ahead, his right hand raised the tip of the sword straight and aimed at the gray-robed tall and thin man, he determined the goal, and rushed forward violently The spring window butterfly pointed directly behind the tall and thin man, and the speed of the long stride was much faster than before, he laughed miserably in his heart Is this a return to the light, a sword stabbed but missed, the tall and thin man just casually moved his position and avoided the young man's attack, the man's sneering smile became thicker and thicker, Lin Manliu did not stop there, Turning around, he swung upwards faster than before, but was still dodged by the man's retreat.

The tall and thin man saw that this short-shirted young man was so boring even if he exploded with all his strength at the end, and he lost his interest, drew his sword out of the sheath, and prepared to directly hack the mud-legged boy to death, and then go to have a good test with the woman in blue. The short-shirted boy saw that his sword drawing action was a little contemptuous, and chased directly in front of the tall and thin man, the long sword was raised and slashed, and the sword was swung up, and then another sword was missed, and the speed became faster and faster, and the action was very strange, sometimes it was up and down first, and then turned and picked up, and sometimes after the downward swing, it was up and bounced again, and then it was a blow and swung down, and the tall and thin man who hit was unable to prevent it.

There's something wrong with this mud-legged sword move! The man was shocked in his heart, and the reaction time for his dodging sword moves was getting shorter and shorter, and some of them had no time to dodge the hem of the hem of the robe, and the big sleeves of the robe had already appeared traces of sword scarring, and he retreated again and again, and he was caught in the trembling attack of the short-shirted young man and couldn't get out for a while, Lin Manliu desperately struck out the downward swing and turned up, and it looked carefully Isn't it the sword passed down by the master!

When the tall and thin man was able to dodge the fourteenth swing of the short-shirted young man, the next turn was already impossible to dodge, and he was still horrified in his heart, how could he fall into such a situation, such as thinking of jumping out of this predicament, he had to cross the sword in front of him and no longer retreat, ready to catch the next blow of the short-shirted boy head-on, and the sword move that came from nowhere.

First, there was a "ding", and the long swords collided with each other, and he blocked it! And the long sword in his hand did not bring too much impact to himself, indicating that the sword move of this short-shirted young man was only fast and strong but lacking, the tall and thin man was sure that when he counterattacked, he was ready to raise his sword and lead the sword in the door to kill him, but the sound of the next moment made him fall into despair, and it was the sound of the long sword shattering.

The long sword in the tall and thin man's hand was broken, and it shattered from the point where the sword body collided with the spring window butterfly, and the crack extended to the hilt of the sword, as if he was unwilling to stop. The man watched the long sword in his hand shatter in front of his eyes, watched the spring window butterfly pass through his long sword body and submerged into his right shoulder, this moment passed so slowly, the fragments of the sword body were still floating in the air, his blood also splattered out of his right shoulder and flew in the air, and there was a sword blade with a turquoise color on his right shoulder.

The man holding the turquoise sword was a teenager, a clay-legged boy who had just been toyed with in his palm.

"You're damned......" a low roar rang in the ears of the tall and thin man.