"Dare to bully my brother, I think you are tired and crooked!"

A roar sounded, but Xu Qing couldn't stand it anymore, and slashed towards the Martial Saint with the Heaven Opening Axe in his hand.

Swish.

But seeing that the martial saint gently waved the dragon pattern broadsword in his hand, Xu Qing was easily shocked by him and flew out.

"Xu Qing!"

Seeing Xu Qing's body flying upside down like a broken kite, Hu Yan shouted as anxious as he wanted.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the Martial Saint with red eyes: "You bastard, you dare to hurt my brother, I have to kill you!" ”

After all, nonsense is to be as angry as you want to rush towards the Martial Saint.

At this moment, he didn't care if the Martial Saint was his former idol or not.

All he knew was that the guy in front of him had hurt his brother.

And there is only one end to hurting your brother, and that is death!

Swish!

Seeing that Hu Yan had already rushed to the Martial Saint, the Martial Saint was a bird and did not mean a bird, so he continued to wave the Qinglong Broadsword in his hand and slash over.

This knife, as usual, is going towards the life of nonsense.

For a while, Hu Yan felt cold all over his body, as if he was wrapped in countless shadows, and there was no way to dodge.

While!

At the last moment, the Martial Saint's Qinglong Broadsword was blocked by a scimitar.

The one holding the scimitar was a beautiful woman.

She is the mother of nonsense, Yan Lingbo.

"Mother's ......"

Seeing his mother appear, Hu Yan seemed to have suddenly turned into a child, and his eyes even began to teep.

Yan Lingbo also stroked his son's forehead, and said with relief: "Don't be afraid, I'm here for my mother." ”

"There is a mother, anyone, any monster, don't want to hurt a single hair of you!"

These words can be said to be domineering.

It's a pity that the Martial Saint, who is already a walking corpse, can't understand what Yan Lingbo is saying at all.

He just felt that the woman in front of him was so annoying that she actually prevented herself from killing.

In that case, let's kill him together!

After the Martial Saint locked on Yan Lingbo's body, his figure was like lightning again, directly rushing towards Yan Lingbo.

"What a speed!"

"I didn't fully comprehend your power last time, but I think I will be able to comprehend it today!"

"In that case, come on!"

Yan Lingbo muttered to himself as he engaged the Martial Saint together.

The figures of the two of them suddenly seemed to turn into many phantoms, and began to collide in the air.

But anyone who knows a little bit about martial arts knows that the skills of the two have reached an unfathomable level.

It can be said that it is amazing!

Xu Qing, who was hit hard, came to Hu Yan's side step by step, gasped and asked, "Hu Yan, do you think Aunt Hu can be this guy's opponent?" ”

Hu Yan clenched his fists and said with a noncommittal expression: "I believe in my mother, he will definitely be able to defeat that guy, definitely!" ”

Swish! Swish!

After countless dreamy sword flashes again, Yan Lingbo and the Martial Saint fought for many rounds, and both of them had many wounds on their bodies.

It's just that Yan Lingbo's wound is a real pain.

As for the Martial Saint of the Walking Dead, it seemed a little indifferent, and he even waved the Qinglong Broadsword in his hand, intending to attack Yan Lingbo again!

"Mother ......" saw this scene, Hu Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and instinctively wanted to step forward to protect Yan Lingbo.

"Yan'er, you don't have to worry about being a mother!" At this time, Yan Lingbo shouted, but he was not allowed to step forward.

Hu Yan had no choice but to stand stunned and continue to watch Yan Lingbo's performance.

Yan Lingbo exhaled, looked at the Martial Saint in front of him and said, "It is worthy of being the first general of Southern Chu in the past, if there are really two brushes, I am also extremely admired." ”

"It's a pity, now you are controlled after all."

"Perhaps, it will be a real relief for you to sleep underground again!"

After Yan Lingbo said this, he began to wave the scimitar in his hand.

Swish! Swish!

Another dazzling cold light flashed, and the Martial Saint was forced to retreat backwards again and again, and countless wounds were even opened on his body.

In the face of Yan Lingbo's sudden outburst, everyone was as confused as they were.

But soon, someone will react, and Yan Lingbo will keep his hand!

Just when everyone thought that the Martial Saint was about to die at the hands of Yan Lingbo, another figure came out of the sky and went straight to Yan Lingbo.

"Mother, be careful!" Hu Yan was the first to react that something was wrong, and loudly reminded Yan Lingbo to shout.

Yan Lingbo also reacted, waving the scimitar in his hand to resist.

While!

A long sword slashed at the scimitar.

I saw that the man with the long sword was wearing a black and white military uniform, with a sanitary mustache on his mouth and a ponytail on his hair.

At a proper glance, you know that he is the same as the bastard Gibbon, both of whom are from the Japanese country.

"Who are you?" Yan Lingbo immediately asked sharply.

I only heard the Japanese people reply in blunt words: "Hello, my name is Miyamoto, and I am Mr. Yoshimoto's assistant, and I have come here to help Mr. Yoshimoto and let the cherry blossoms of the Japanese country bloom in every corner of the Central Plains." ”

"Don't be ashamed, then let me see if you Japanese people have the ability to occupy the Central Plains!" Yan Lingbo snorted coldly, and then waved the scimitar in his hand.

While!

After a crisp sound, Miyamoto was forced to take dozens of steps backwards.

Yan Lingbo continued to snort coldly: "The little devil's ability, it turns out that it's nothing more than that. ”

When Miyamoto heard this, he was a little annoyed and raised the long sword in his hand, and said arrogantly: "I know you, the female swordsman Yan Lingbo, you are a bit famous in the Central Plains. ”

"To tell you the truth, I am also known as the first swordsman in our country, but I don't know which is stronger or weaker against you, the first female swordsman in the Central Plains?"

Seeing that Miyamoto was so unashamed to praise his skills, Yan Lingbo was too lazy to talk to him a lot, continued to wave the scimitar, and shouted: "Where did you come from so much nonsense, just die!" ”

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lingbo ran to Miyamoto again, and the scimitar in his hand slashed towards Miyamoto.

This time, Miyamoto did not retreat but greeted, holding a long sword to meet the battle.

While! While!

The long sword collided with the scimitar, and this time, the speed of Miyamoto's long sword had completely kept up with the speed of the Yan Lingbo scimitar.

Yan Lingbo saw the clue at a glance, and snorted coldly: "Okay, you little devil, you are also pretending to be together, deliberately hiding your skills?" ”

Miyamoto smiled embarrassedly and replied, "No way, there is an old saying in the Central Plains of China, which is called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and you can survive a hundred battles." ”

"When I don't know your specific strength, I definitely can't use my full strength, wouldn't that expose my strengths, and Your Excellency will also see my flaws, right?"