Chapter Seventy-Two: The Situation Is Reversed, the Situation Is Dangerous!
Besieged by three second-rate martial artists, although the pressure was huge, Xiao Yueming's face was still calm and calm, his heart was like water, fighting with masters, and the most taboo thing was to get angry easily and his mood was shaken.
Qing Yuan in his hand is like an arm and a finger, very flexible, and they have resisted the offensive of Brother Yang and the three of them, and the three of Brother Yang also cooperate very tacitly, with Song Yu and Brother Yang attacking, responsible for dragging Xiao Yueming's pace, Huang Fei has a good light skill cheats, so he took the opportunity to use his own advantages to get out of the fight, but Xiao Yueming is not easy to deal with, and he dragged the three second-rate masters to death with his own strength.
The sword light and sword shadow, step by step, the body is slightly sideways, Brother Yang's short blade roared, bringing a strong wind, the sharp blade was close to the tip of the nose, and the black hair fluttering on the side of the face was cut off, dodging a knife, Xiao Yueming raised his right hand and hit the enemy with his elbow, Brother Yang saw this, the long knife in his hand was across his chest, and the elbow and the blade suddenly collided, making a sound like an iron collision, and the latter was immediately pushed back by a strong force, and took a step back, which was to stabilize the figure.
Knocked Brother Yang back, before Xiao Yueming withdrew his right hand, he saw a knife with a dazzling light, slashing towards himself, just about to jump over the knife, only to feel the sound of metal colliding with each other in his head, and hurriedly bowed his head to dodge, an arm wrapped in fine iron swept his back violently, and the strong force easily tore open a hole in the clothes, fortunately dodged in time, and was not injured, if he was hit by this heavy blow, his internal organs would inevitably be greatly injured, which was undoubtedly a fatal situation for Xiao Yueming, who was under siege。
One step at a time, it was able to dodge the iron arm attacked by Song Yu, and the blades of the silver knife Huang Fei also followed, without any respite, seeing this, Xiao Yueming did not stand up with his body, but bowed slightly, Qing Yuan was inserted into the ground, and the right hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly exerted force, and then his feet left the ground, and his body was horizontal in the air, and the snowy sword slashed under him, and the bursts of wood chips brought up hit Xiao Yueming's face painfully.
Dodging the sword, the sword stuck in the ground crossed the Qing Yuan, and the snowy sword came out of the blade, only to see the sword slash through the layers of decks, slashing towards Brother Yang, who was closest to him.
Xiao Yueming already knew that the man with the double knife in front of him and the man with the iron arm were not at their peak, whether it was the blood stains on the chest of the two of them, or the performance of the fight so far, it was enough to prove that they were injured, and the injury was not light, in the siege of the three, if you want to break the game, you must find a relatively weak breakthrough point, the iron-armed man is a martial artist who practices hard-core foreign skills, with rough skin and thick flesh, strong qi and blood, and the man with two knives is relatively thin and weak, so Xiao Yueming took Brother Yang as the main target of attack。
The general stabilized his figure, and saw a sword light close to the ground and split towards him, Brother Yang saw this, his face was extremely hideous, and he scolded secretly, so far, he has been targeted for a long time, Brother Yang naturally understands that this is regarded as a soft persimmon by the opponent, and he can't help but be ruthless in his heart, and the double knives in his hands are one after the other, and he hurriedly resists, not daring to have the slightest carelessness.
The two knives, one long and one short, crossed in front of him, and the internal force in Brother Yang's body surged endlessly, and then the two knives crossed and slashed out, and the knife and the double knife rubbed out golden sparks in the sky, looking at it from a distance, it seemed to be extremely gorgeous, but it was extremely dangerous.
In the siege of the three of them, a sword knocked Brother Yang back a few zhang, but Xiao Yueming did not have any self-satisfaction, and his mood was not moved by foreign objects at all, as if he was eternal, there was no excitement, no fear, only a three-foot long sword in his hand, killing the enemy, breaking the game, this is the sword intent cultivation of the unity of human and sword, and the heart of the sword.
With a calm face, he lifted Qing Yuan, and when the siege of the three was broken, Xiao Yueming suddenly rushed towards Song Yu and the two, Qing Yuan in his hand was varied, and all kinds of sword moves emerged one after another, and Song Yu and the two resisted one after another.
Without Brother Yang's help, Xiao Yueming's pressure was instantly reduced by half, the internal strength of these two people was originally a little worse than Xiao Yueming, Song Yu was injured again, and the four of them had been fighting for a long time, and most of their internal strength had been consumed.
In fact, the moment the three of them fought with Xiao Yueming, they knew how powerful this person was, and they could perceive that although Xiao Yueming's internal strength cultivation was not much different from the three of them, this person's internal strength seemed to be endless, as if it was inexhaustible, and the sword moves he used were extremely subtle, faintly containing a trace of indescribable, unclear charm, I think it was the feeling of the avenue, although the three of them were not the top in cultivation, but they had all been wandering in the rivers and lakes for decades, knowing that only the peerless masters who touched the first-class realm could create such a peerless secret book containing the avenue。
Looking at the man in black again, he is young, graceful, and dignified, if he is a disciple of any of the nine seniors, he will not be able to offend, thinking about this, the three of them all have the idea of retreating, Song Yu and the two did not have Brother Yang's words, so they naturally did not dare to leave rashly, but how did they know that if this assassination mission failed, even Brother Yang himself would receive extremely serious punishment.
Resisting Xiao Yueming's sword, Brother Yang stabbed his double knives obliquely into the ground, knelt on one knee, rubbed his feet into a spark, and retreated a few feet away, only then did he stabilize his body, the injury that was not light was about to be aggravated at this time, and there was a burst of pain in his chest, distorting Brother Yang's painful complexion, and looking at the hole not far from him, Brother Yang's narrow eyes flashed a trace of light, and he suddenly got up, and performed light skills and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
Xiao Yueming, who was fighting with Song Yu and Huang Fei, had already seen this scene, his face was calm, and he was not panicked, this situation has happened from time to time since the two sides fought until now, but they were all stopped by Xiao Yueming without accident.
Qing Yuan flowed, the long sword swept, and resisted the two of them, Xiao Yueming only felt that the qi and blood were surging, and he snorted, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and with the momentum of the two of them's attack, his toes lightly touched the ground, and he attacked Brother Yang who was flying towards the entrance of the cave, and at the same time, Qing Yuan slashed out a sword in his hand.
Brother Yang was only less than five zhang away from the entrance of the cave where the submerged fall was, but in order to avoid the sword that slashed him, he had to be stunned, and at this moment, Xiao Yueming had already arrived with a sword.
Although Brother Yang was blocked at this time, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, only to see his left arm shook, a grasp hook that was only half a finger length appeared, and quickly ejected with the rope, and the hook was accurately nailed to the deck next to the hole entrance, Brother Yang grabbed the rope with his left hand, and pulled it suddenly, and his figure, which had paused slightly, suddenly accelerated, and dived towards the entrance of the cave at a very fast speed.
At this moment, the situation is at stake!