Tang Jiusheng and Ye Zhiqiu were in full swing in the courtyard, but the guards were complaining bitterly, the back house of the county guarding the yamen had been destroyed, and the people in the main house and the wing room were all called out, and it was not safe to even cross the courtyard. Tang Jiusheng didn't want to do this, he had the intention to lure Ye Zhiqiu outside the city to fight, but there were enemies everywhere outside the city, if he was seriously injured, who could save him?

The son of a daughter, he can't sit down, the building in the yamen is destroyed, it's a big deal to rebuild, if his life is in danger, he can't repair it, and he can't give his life to luck every time, right? If his luck runs out, won't he die a miserable death? After all, the other party is Ye Zhiqiu, who is the fifth in the world, and it is not easy for him to persist for so long without falling behind.

Ye Zhiqiu gritted his teeth with hatred, this kid surnamed Tang was like a loach, he couldn't catch it, although he used a feather duster to make a sword, but after all, it was not a real sword, and he regretted that he had raised it a lot, and he should have brought a sword with him, even if it was an ordinary sword! Where to get a sword? Ye Zhiqiu looked around with the corner of his eye while fighting.

Tang Jiusheng and Ye Zhiqiu fought in the courtyard, the guards all withdrew from the courtyard, some of them were better, squatting on the ridge to watch the excitement, such a master battle, it would be a waste not to learn a few tricks, such a master, it is rare to see it once in a lifetime, not to mention that the two of them are still fighting to the death? As long as they can learn one or two killing moves and practice well, if they go out and mix the rivers and lakes again in this life, they can be regarded as having a killing move at the bottom of the box, right?

There was a guard on the roof holding the steel sword in his hand, imitating Ye Zhiqiu's movements, dancing around on the roof, trying to learn Ye Zhiqiu's big moves, but it was always plausible, far less powerful than the sword moves from the feather duster in Ye Zhiqiu's hand. Before the battle of Lao Yeling, Ye Zhiqiu was already a martial saint realm of evil arts, far from being able to defeat ordinary people. has already said goodbye to weapons, and casually picking flowers and flying leaves can kill people invisibly.

Two years ago, Chu Zikui, a famous hero in Jiangdong, died on the streets of Gaotong Prefecture, with a sword in his chest, but no murder weapon, and the local catchers were blinded, in fact, it was Ye Zhiqiu's doing, Ye Zhiqiu was drinking in the restaurant next to him, and when Chu Zikui passed downstairs, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of wine sword pierced Chu Zikui's chest, Chu Zikui was already close to the first-grade realm, and at that moment he felt the sword qi pressing, but the Luo Ming sword in his hand was not out of the sheath, and the corpse was on the spot.

A generation of heroes Chu Zikui died, his cousin is the current national abbot Chu Zilie, with the Chu family's ability in Jiangdong, he has not been able to find out who the killer is, and he doesn't know what kind of weapon Chu Zikui died in, it is conceivable how clever Ye Zhiqiu's ability is. After Ye Zhiqiu killed Chu Zikui, he continued to drink as if nothing happened, martial law was imposed all over the city, and the arresters went around to arrest the murderer, but no one could have imagined that the murderer was a handsome boy in white clothes fluttering with a folding fan!

Ye Zhiqiu jumped up, stepping on the void under his feet, it seemed to be stepping on the water, the air under his feet was rippling, everyone looked stupid, who knew that Ye Zhiqiu suddenly pounced

On the roof, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he snatched the sword of the fine sword from the hand of the guard who was already scared stupid, and stabbed the feather duster in his left hand, piercing the shoulder blade of the guard, and kicked the guard out of the room with another kick, and the guard fell into the pit that Ye Zhiqiu had just knocked out in the courtyard, and his life and death were uncertain.

Tang Jiusheng saw that Ye Zhiqiu had snatched a sword, and he didn't dare to slack off, he put away the bow of the qi machine, and shouted, "Seven feelings!" A big sword in the house flashed yellow and flew into Tang Jiusheng's hand, Tang Jiusheng held the sword in both hands, his courage doubled, he shouted again, and pounced on Ye Zhiqiu, who had already jumped off the roof.

Ye Zhiqiu sneered, "I don't know whether to live or die!" Then he condensed on the blade of the stainless steel sword with his qi, and the sword of the fine sword flew up and down under the reflection of the lights, and it was extremely wonderful, although it was a killing skill, it was as gorgeous as fireworks.

The guards who were watching from afar couldn't help but nod their heads in appreciation, this Ye Gongzi is really amazing, that is, our prince can fight with him, and if we go together, this Ye Gongzi is afraid that one sword can kill ten of us!

Tang Jiusheng slashed the Seven Emotions Sword, and then cast a trick to steal the master from the water like the moon, but this move has been improved by Tang Jiusheng, not only scary, but also hurtful. Just now, Tang Jiusheng had already cast a ground-splitting slash with his palm power, but the power was far inferior to the blessing of the Seven Emotions Sword. Under this sword, the ground cracked more than ten zhang and went straight to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu stepped on the ground with his feet and shouted, his feet had sunk to the ground by more than a foot, his legs were forced, and he slowly pushed back the ground that had cracked in front of him, and slowly moved in front of Tang Jiusheng, closing the cracked ground foot by foot, and the ground that was closed again had no trace, and Ye Zhiqiu's internal strength of the qi machine was so clever that it could be seen.

This time, not only Shui Ruyue applauded, but even Tang Jiusheng couldn't help but cheer, Tang Jiusheng held the Seven Feelings Sword in both hands, and laughed: "The surname Ye, there is really you! It's a pity that you are a thief! If you are a righteous person, it is really the luck of the people of the world, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Ye Zhiqiu said with a cruel smile: "You say that righteousness is righteousness, and do you say that evil is evil? I hate you people who claim to be righteous people the most, talking about fairness and justice, but having a belly full of male thieves and prostitutes!"

Tang Jiusheng sneered at each other: "Have you seen a few righteous people? There are also men and women who steal and prostitute, what are they, do they all prostitute your mother? Let you have such feelings?" Ye Zhiqiu was so angry that he almost vomited blood, this prince refused to suffer at all, and he didn't care about his image in front of his subordinates.

Ye Zhiqiu shouted angrily, took the sword and strode towards Tang Jiusheng, who was five zhang away, and chopped off his head with a sword. Tang Jiusheng raised his sword with both hands to meet him, and the two swords collided in mid-air, sparks flying everywhere. The two swords intersected, and the feather duster in Ye Gongzi's left hand was not idle, and he stabbed Tang Jiusheng when he took the time, Tang Jiusheng dodged a little slower, and immediately stabbed a blood hole in the feather duster on his right shoulder.

Tang Jiusheng's shoulders were rising

Blood, with fire in his heart, he rounded the Seven Feelings Sword with both hands, and a powerful and unparalleled force slashed Huashan on the head, and the Seven Feelings Sword flashed with yellow light, like a dazzling daylight. Ye Zhiqiu laughed wildly, and brazenly greeted him with the sword in his hand, and with the sound of the bell, the Jinggang sword in Ye Zhiqiu's hand broke in response, and the sword in Tang Jiusheng's hand was still undiminished, still slashing towards Ye Zhiqiu.

A good Ye Zhiqiu, in danger, between the lightning and flint, the feather duster in his left hand also greeted him, and at the same time the figure retreated backwards, with a bang, the feather duster was cut off by the Seven Feelings Sword, and there was only one rod left, and the guards who were watching from a distance burst into laughter, fortunately, Ye Zhiqiu retreated fast enough, and the Seven Feelings Sword did not hit him.

Ye Zhiqiu scolded: "Tang Jiusheng, you are a shameless person, relying on the sharpness of the sword, what kind of ability are you?"

Tang Jiusheng first let out an "oh", and then asked, "Then why don't you let your mother buy you a sword? You are a killer, and you are not short of money, can't you afford a good sword? Who do you blame yourself for not having a good sword? You even went to grab an ordinary steel sword under my hand, how cheap do you say you are?"

Ye Zhiqiu trembled angrily, this surnamed Tang is really hateful, and he never suffers a loss in his mouth. Ye Zhiqiu secretly hated himself again, if he could bring a good sword out, he would definitely be able to defeat him, who would have thought that his martial realm would suddenly be more than twice as high as when he was in Lao Ye Ling? Could it be that this kid has taken any pills to improve his martial realm? Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu asked coldly, "Tang Jiusheng, have you taken any medicine to improve your martial realm?"

Tang Jiusheng stretched out his left hand and said with a hippie smile: "The surname Ye, then please give me a Ti Yuan Dan, I am so delicious to improve the martial realm! I heard that your Luoyu Pavilion and Wan Deyan's old puppet have a good relationship, presumably you also have the Ti Yuan Dan, presumably you have taken the Ti Yuan Dan yourself, so I thought that your Tang Daddy would also take the medicine and fight with you! If Tang Da Daddy really took the medicine, you could still stand here? You would have been beaten into the pit a long time ago!"

Ye Zhiqiu took a sip, "You didn't take medicine if you didn't take medicine, there is so much!"

Tang Jiusheng and Ye Zhiqiu were talking, but they had another calculation in their hearts, there was not much left of the energy storage pill's qi engine, and he had the heart to collect troops, but the surname Ye would definitely not do it, and he might not be cheap if he fought hard. But you can't let your subordinates rush up to be cannon fodder, if you can't stop Ye Zhiqiu from falling second, if they rush up, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties, how can this be good.

Ye Zhiqiu seemed to see Tang Jiusheng's hesitation, and laughed: "The surname is Tang, you kneel on the ground and kneel three times, call Grandpa Ye, I will let you go tonight!"

Tang Jiusheng was just about to scold back, when he suddenly shouted, "Ye Zhiqiu, do you dare to bully the fat man's brother?" Come, you call the fat grandpa, and the fat man will let you go!" Tang Jiusheng was pleasantly surprised, and when he turned around, he saw the fat man who was still listless in bed during the day, the fat man smiled fiercely, and four crossbow carts lined up behind him in turn, it was the sunset crossbow and the heavy-armed divine crossbow that Ning Chenggang brought that were specifically aimed at martial arts masters! Ye Zhiqiu's face immediately had fear.

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