Zhou Yan has lived two lives, and it is the first time he has cut someone.

The atmosphere is soothing, and the ghosts and gods are crying.

In a hurry, he didn't care about reservations, and he cut the wind with a knife on the head, and his voice was impressive, enough to open the stele and crack the stone.

He even felt that if this knife was chopped, everything might be done in Hosoliucun.

The figure water sword stabbed obliquely, directly taking the key point of Li County.

Seeing that a sword was about to be completed, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered in his heart: "This middle-aged Confucian is the highest cultivation in Xiliu Village, without his combat power, the others are just local chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning." ”

He could already see what his long-cherished wish would look like: from then on, he could ......

But before he could think about it, a chill rose up his spine.

Almost at the same time, he turned to look, but saw that Xiao Kuai, who should have fallen asleep, actually slashed at him with a knife.

"How so!" He almost blurted it out.

His dream method has obviously been successful, and the more ordinary Confucian students in front of him have to fight with all their might in order to ensure their clarity. How can a mere third realm catch fast break free and move freely?

Although the figure was both shocked and surprised, the gap between the two in cultivation was really like a chasm, he took a step back unhurriedly, and raised his sword with his backhand, trying to block this thunderous sword.

Although the long sword in his hand was only made of condensation, with the blessing of his own cultivation, it was comparable to an ordinary divine weapon.

And Zhou Yan's saber is just an ordinary mortal iron in the official mansion.

Under the exchange of the two, I am afraid that the knife will destroy and injure people.

Zhou Yan originally thought that his sword attack on the enemy was unprepared, and it should have some effect. didn't expect the other party to be so sharp, and in such a situation, there was still room to raise the sword.

The opportunity was fleeting, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, trying to take advantage of the downward slash to break the enemy with force.

He mustered all the spiritual power of his body and poured it all into the blade.

If this knife is easily blocked by the other party, I'm afraid everything will be closed tonight.

The sword light cut through the sword, only to hear the sound of "bang", and the figure miscalculated for the second time tonight.

The water sword in his hand was cut in two at the moment when the swords clashed, and he could no longer maintain the sword shape, scattering into two balls of clear water, and making an uproar.

Zhou Yan broke the sword with a knife, castration did not decrease, and slashed on the opponent's left shoulder.

"How is that possible!" The figure squeezed four words out from between his teeth.

Zhou Yan heard him speak for the first time, his voice was neutral, and he couldn't hear men and women.

When I wanted to look at his appearance again, I was even more surprised, the other party's face was hidden behind a layer of mist, hazy, and I couldn't see it at all.

Is it a shemale? Zhou Yan was full of malicious speculation.

"Hiding your head and revealing your tail, is it unsightly?" He snorted.

He deliberately provoked, trying to make the opponent lose his mind and weaken the opponent's combat power.

But he forgot that some people, when provoked, will explode into even more amazing combat power.

The man in front of him was clearly the latter.

Perhaps it was the central matter of being poked by the four words "unsightly", he exploded ferociously, holding the long knife still embedded in his left shoulder with both hands, and with this force, his feet under the robe were in the air and kicked forward.

His footsteps were surprisingly consistent, and he kicked Zhou Yan's waist with the same force almost at the same time.

Zhou Yan's feeling at this time was like the feeling of being tied to his waist with more than a dozen catties of explosives and then detonated.

His body shot backwards like a cannonball.

There was a blackness in front of him, and he could barely feel the presence of his waist.

flew back for a long time before landing with a "plop".

Zhou Yan struggled to support the ground with one hand, half-knelt up, vomited blood with a "wow", and felt infinitely sad in his heart: "My waist!" ”

In the previous life, I lingered on the sickbed, and I didn't have a chance to use it at all; Heaven had mercy on him and gave him a chance to do it again, but he still didn't have time to use it, and it seemed to be useless.

Could it be providence? Do you want me to be a boy for two lifetimes? He suddenly felt the urge to grab the ground with his head.

I knew that it was better to get drunk with Brother Zhang and die among the flowers. He secretly hated that some people and things will not come back once they are missed.

Thinking that he was eighty percent useless, Zhou Yan's anger rose from his heart, and he was angry, and he stood up strongly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Even if he dies today, he has to be slaughtered by this demon who doesn't talk about martial arts!

The ladyboy just made a move with hatred, and although Zhou Yan was hit hard, he also embedded the knife deeper.

In fact, if it's just ordinary mortal iron, it doesn't matter how many times it is cut.

But this little fast spiritual power is strangely tight, using the knife as a medium, after drilling into his body, it actually flows around in his body, and can't help devouring his own spiritual energy.

He originally wanted to use a large amount of spiritual energy to defeat it at one time, but unexpectedly, he sent the sheep into the tiger's mouth, which made it even stronger.

It is because although he seems to be fine on the surface, the deficit inside is even more serious than Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan was already disheartened at this time, and his mind was full of only the idea of killing this shemale.

While struggling to stick to the shemale, he tried his best to run the "Tattered Exercises", trying to recover some spiritual power as much as possible, so that he could fight to the death.

He didn't even notice that the footprints along the way were deeper than the other.

The ladyboy sensed Zhou Yan's monstrous hatred and couldn't help but wonder.

Although the two are rivals, and they have caused a lot of damage to each other, they are not deep hatreds at all. Why does this little catcher look like he won't give up without killing himself.

Speaking of which, this kind of fierce appearance really made him a little timid.

Now that the situation is out of control, he can't care about slowly dissipating the strange spiritual power in his body, and he is forced to improve his cultivation and wait for the battle.

"At most, you can only use fifty percent of your cultivation, but fifty percent should be enough." There was a slight bitterness in his heart.

He had made many assumptions beforehand, thinking that maybe the middle-aged Confucian would be more tricky, but he never thought that he would almost be planted on this little catcher.

Even if he has reached this point, he still does not regard Zhou Yan as a serious opponent.

At this time, Zhou Yan didn't care about his thoughts, and his mind was full of only plans to kill him.

Strange to say, in the first few steps, he still walked falteringly, but after a few weeks of running the "tattered exercises", his body stood up again, and his injuries seemed to be much lighter.

Of course, this is a good thing, and it has the confidence to slaughter the shemale.

After a few more steps, he finally stood back in front of him.

Looking at the demon covering his shoulders with one hand, Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his fierce face was revealed.

The ladyboy felt a pang in his heart, and he could not contain a sense of crisis.

With a "bang", Zhou Yan ejected and pounced on the other party.

The shemale subconsciously wanted to hide, but with a knife on his shoulder, his body was inconvenient.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan's target was not him, but the long knife on his shoulder.

As soon as he looked at him, he grasped the hilt of his sword, and then pulled it out with all his might.

The shemale also benefited, the knifeless body was light, and the wound on the shoulder immediately stopped bleeding and began to heal.

Zhou Yan took the knife in his hand, and he didn't grind, so he repeated the skill, jumped up, and slashed at the other side.

The shemale suffered a loss, of course this time it will not be hard-hitting, raise your hand and make a move, the river will explode, and a water dragon will burst out, straight to Zhou Yan!