With the appearance of a group of blind men, it seems that things are finally a foregone conclusion.

Jin Jiuling sighed and said, "One chess difference, all the games are lost, I can't imagine that I, Jin Jiuling, have today!" ”

Jiang Chongwei couldn't help but sigh and said, "Actually, I should have expected you to have such a day, you are too extravagant and too fond of enjoyment." ”

Ouyang Qing said: "Others think that you don't have to spend money on women, only I know that women like us have always recognized money and not people, even if you are Pan An and Song Yu, you have to be rich to enter the door." ”

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing, he knew that she was telling the truth.

Gongsun Lan said: "No wonder you are so jealous of Zhao Mingyuan, just because he doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Jin Jiuling ignored her, but looked at Zhao Mingyuan, and said slowly: "I heard that the golden son has unparalleled swordsmanship, and once defeated Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei faction. Don't know if you dare to fight me? ”

People like Jin Jiuling have a tough personality and will never give up until the last moment.

Now is the glimmer of hope for survival.

The only people present who could threaten him were Lu Xiaofeng and Zhao Mingyuan.

If the two of them join forces, and someone sweeps the formation from the side, then he will definitely not be able to escape, and he will definitely die.

But if you kill or seriously injure one of them first, there may be hope of escaping.

As for who to deal with first?

It can only be said that Zhao Mingyuan's hatred is too good.

Although, in reality, he didn't do anything.

"Looks like you really hate me."

Zhao Mingyuan shook his head.

has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous.

It's so my own.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Didn't you say that we didn't have a grudge in the first place, why should I fight with you?" ”

Jin Jiuling said: "Just now, now is now." ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "What's the difference now? ”

Jin Jiuling said: "There will be a difference immediately. ”

turned to Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Do you know why I blamed Zhao Mingyuan for the case?"

As I said, he's a lot like me.

He has so much that both money and beauty are at his fingertips.

He seems to be enjoying it now, but who knows how long he'll be content with the status quo?

Five years or ten years?

He was too young and had too many things too early, what would he be pursuing in the future?

What kind of things do you think he will do with his martial arts and wisdom, and how much disaster will he bring to the rivers and lakes?

You don't know where he came from now, do you? It just so happens that no one can see his swordsmanship and martial arts yet, don't you want to take a look? ”

Then he turned his head and said to Zhao Mingyuan, "How is it?" Do you want to fight me now? ”

Zhao Mingyuan said with an ugly face: "Yes, I really want to kill you now." ”

Then with a look of reminiscence, he said: "Actually, when I first met you at Master Bitter Gourd, I thought that you and I were like-minded people, and I wanted to have more contact."

As you said, I'm a lot like you.

Yes, you're actually my idol, and of course I'm talking about pleasure.

When I first entered the world, I thought about what kind of person I wanted to be in the future.

Is it a swordsman who everyone admires like the Lord of Baiyun City, or a prodigal son like Lu Xiaofeng who has made friends all over the world, or a generation of grandmasters like Dugu Zhangmen?

In the end, I chose to enjoy life and enjoy life as you do.

Of course, I don't need to worry about money like you, so I won't take risks to do evil.

Although I use a sword, I am not a person who regards the sword as everything like the Lord of Baiyun City and Ximen Fuxue.

Since you want to see my swordsmanship, then come on. ”

Now that Zhao Mingyuan has agreed, others naturally have no opinions.

Lu Xiaofeng was still a little worried, but Gongsun Lan told him that there was no need to worry, Zhao Gongzi's swordsmanship was very skillful.

Lu Xiaofeng understood, it seems that there is really no need to worry.

However, speaking of which, he was originally more curious about Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship.

Jin Jiuling didn't deal with Lu Xiaofeng, so naturally he didn't have to use the big iron spine, but still used his best swordsmanship.

Everyone retreated outside the hall, and only Jin Jiuling and Zhao Mingyuan were left in the room standing opposite each other with swords.

Looking at Dao Jin Jiuling in front of him, what Zhao Mingyuan thought of was that the East was undefeated.

After all, both had used embroidery needles.

Presumably, the sword path of the two people is probably to win quickly.

However, when they handed it over, they found that the two were not the same.

Jin Jiuling is indeed a hidden person, and his martial arts are unfathomable.

The swordsmanship moves are changeable, one moment will weigh more than a thousand pounds, and one will be as light as a feather.

The swordsmanship is light and heavy, fast and slow. It's unpredictable and unpredictable.

It's just that Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship is not inferior, and even surpasses.

When Lu Xiaofeng saw his swordsmanship, he couldn't help but think of Dugu Yihe's evaluation of Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship, saying that he was good at peeking at the flaws in his sword moves, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

No matter how Jin Jiuling's swordsmanship changed, Zhao Mingyuan was able to easily defuse his attack. The sword move stabbed at the flaw in Jin Jiuling's swordsmanship.

Even if Jin Jiuling's sword moves were ever-changing, the flaws were naturally uncertain, but Zhao Mingyuan could always peek through the flaws in his swordsmanship in an instant.

Moreover, others may not be able to see it clearly. Lu Xiaofeng found that Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship had almost no internal strength, and he had the upper hand just by his moves.

So far, the swords of the two have not touched. It was all Zhao Mingyuan's attack on Jin Jiuling's sword moves, Jin Jiuling dodged or changed his moves to resist, and then Zhao Mingyuan broke through, and so on.

It's just that Lu Xiaofeng thought fearfully that if Jin Jiuling found out about this situation, he would have to fight hard.

After all, Zhao Mingyuan is too young, he looks like he is just twenty years old. No matter how much you practice, your internal strength can't be compared to Jin Jiuling.

The more you worry about something, the more it tends to happen.

Jin Jiuling has a lot of experience in fighting, and he soon found out. But he remained silent, waiting for an opportunity.

It wasn't until Zhao Mingyuan forced Jin Jiuling back again that Jin Jiuling gathered the internal force of his whole body and stabbed in front of Zhao Mingyuan in a desperate manner.

The internal power of this sword is deep, the sword momentum is faster, and before it came to the front, Zhao Mingyuan felt a faint tingling pain.

Jin Jiuling's move was stabbed, and the move was simple. The empty door in front of him opened, and Zhao Mingyuan only needed to stab him to death with a sword.

It's just that in that case, he won't have time to resist this sword himself, and he will inevitably lose both.

If you dodge, it's too late.

For the sake of now, the only way to resist is to use the sword. That will inevitably become a competition of internal strength, which is in the heart of Jin Jiuling.

It's just that this is not exactly what Zhao Mingyuan wants.

I saw a flash of purple qi on Zhao Mingyuan's face, and he used his strength to raise his sword and slash it.

Hearing only the sound of a dragon's groan, the two swords intersected, and one sword was shattered and flew out, and the tip of the sword hit Jin Jiuling's chest.

It turned out that the long sword in Jin Jiuling's hand was cut off by Zhao Mingyuan's golden sword, and it was controlled and rebounded to Jin Jiuling's chest.

Only then did Jin Jiuling understand that Zhao Mingyuan's internal strength was actually above him.

If he is conceited and has a deep internal force, he must defeat himself in internal strength. Tell yourself that nothing can compare to him, is he taking revenge on himself?

The funny thing is that I have been a failure all my life.

In the end, only one sentence was uttered, "Good sword!" ”

More 10,000 words! I didn't expect to do it on Chinese New Year's Eve. It's going to be 0:00 soon, and I wish you all a happy new year in advance!

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