The space in the wine shop is narrow, and there are many obstacles on the ground, which is not conducive to Yun Wujing's performance. On the other hand, this swordsman can defend better when he is inside, so as not to lose sight of one or the other, although once he runs out of the wine shop, he will definitely be defeated by Yun Wujing's fist.

It's like the two of them are calling each other out - "You come out!" "You come in!"

None of them are stupid, they know how to do it to their advantage.

It's like two armies facing each other, one side wants to be in front of the array, and the other side wants to defend the city. Then one side desperately sent people to invite the battle in front of the battle, about scolding a bunch of nonsense, so-and-so, you have the ability to come out, this will cut you under the horse with an eighty-two pound knife in his hand! And the guards in the city will also scold a bunch of nonsense, so-and-so, if you have the ability, you come up, and the bow of the three stones will take your head!

The reason why I say it is nonsense is because neither side will take it seriously.

The problem is that Yun Wujing is serious, he is too conceited, he thinks that his internal strength is domineering, he is not afraid of swords, and his anger burns on his head, so he rushes in regardless of it!

The swordsman's originally cynical face suddenly changed, his expression was solemn and solemn, his left hand pinched the trick, and his right hand held the sword, and the sword was slowly withdrawn, close to his chest. His movements seemed to become very slow, and Yun Wujing rushed into the wine shop too fast, and once the two were compared, it seemed that he was more like a turtle, as if he was doing slow motion.

However, when Yun Wujing entered his three steps, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a flash of light!

Falling from the sky, as far as the eye can see, the light has come, there is no way to block, there is no way to avoid!

Yun Wujing didn't panic at all, he had all the "Xuanyang One Qigong" on his face, even if there was a stone wall in front of him, he had the confidence to hit a face mark on it!

The sword light slashed at his face, from the peak of his right eyebrow to his cheekbone, blood sprinkled on the ground, Yun Wujing staggered out, just retreating to the outside of the wine shop.

This sword is not only fast, but also condenses on the tip of the sword, it is no exaggeration to describe it, and if it is struck by a side of dark iron, it will also have to leave a scar.

Not to mention that Yun Wujing was furious and blinded, even if he was in a state of extreme sobriety, he didn't expect the swordsman to be able to gather the internal strength of his whole body on the tip of an inch of the sword and break through his body protection skills.

This sword wound, looking at it, is only broken skin, has not entered the bone, the wound is not deep, and it does not seem to be serious.

But in fact, the Gang Qi on the tip of the sword collided with the True Qi of the Protective Body on his dense face, which not only caused internal injuries, but also severely damaged the facial nerves, making his entire face as if pierced by ten thousand needles, and the pain was unbearable.

At the same time, the swordsman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and also took a few steps back, leaning his back against the wooden pillar, slowly lucking, and suppressing the tumbling chaotic qi and blood in his body - he received a punch from Yun Wujing in the chest.

It is also that he is unwilling to take the defensive position anymore, and would rather fight hard, use a sword, and have no strength to resist.

It can be said that this swordsman is also a very conceited and proud person, he has always been on the defensive, and it seems that he is not moving at all, not that he does not want to win with his sword, but he can't find a chance.

Yun Wujing had an impulse, and the flaws were exposed, but in the end, his skills and internal strength cultivation were a cut behind the other party, and he was still punched by Yun Wujing.

In the eyes of the woman lying in the wine shop, the two shot at the same time, one was amazing, the other was as fast as lightning, and they fought hard to make a move, took a few steps back from each other, and then stopped moving.

The flying dust fell slowly, the rolled up pieces were scattered, half of Yun Wujing's face was covered with blood, and the strong internal impact made the blood flow speed more exaggerated than ordinary cuts, but he didn't care, stood outside the shop and said, "Why are you merciful under the sword?"

When the sword blade slashed through Yun Wujing's eyes, it clearly retracted its strength.

The swordsman clutched his chest, coughed up another mouthful of blood, smiled and said, "If your punch goes down half an inch, my heart bridge will be broken, and even if it is cured, all my strength will be wasted." Why did you deliberately raise this punch half an inch?"

Yun Wujing spat out the dust in his mouth on the ground, looked arrogant, and said: "It's rare to meet an opponent who can have a good time, and it's a pity to ruin it! Besides, my generation is a puppet, and if you can't use force with others, it's better to die!"

The swordsman looked up to the sky and smiled, blood trickling down from the corners of his mouth again, and he didn't care, "Okay, just take it as a favor you return to me." ”

"How can I ever owe you a favor?"

"Your face is stupid and stupid, I will help you add scars, add a bit of domineering and fierce appearance, and have more male spirit with whiteness...... You can't thank me properly?"

In the flash of light, the two of them were extraordinary martial arts people, looking for their opponents, and when they were in the slightest, they exchanged moves, injured each other, and fought a draw.

At this time, Yun Wujing was trying to suppress the residual qi on his face, and the swordsman walked to the woman who was still lying on the ground, and used his internal strength to shoot down the wind pool, shoulder well, sun and moon, and Jingmen respectively. The woman exhaled loudly, turned over and got up from the ground, but she didn't thank him, afraid that Yun Wujing would come in and stop her, so she hurriedly got out of the middle of a broken wall hole, and fled away in the blink of an eye.

Yun Wujing's face was bleeding non-stop, but he didn't care about it, and he didn't care about the scar at all...... Instead, he saw that the woman had run away, and he sighed, showing a look of pity, and when the woman was gone, he squatted down and shouted to the swordsman inside: "Alas, look to see if there is any wine!"

The swordsman said, "That's exactly what I mean!" After turning around inside, he really found a wine jar and came out, only three catties of it, which was not as generous as the wine jar he drank before, but it was enough for the two of them to get drunk addicted.

There were almost no intact objects in the liquor shop, let alone a table, and this time there was no way to find a flat table, let alone bother putting it together.

The swordsman and Yun Wujing had to sit on the ground, the two of them were too lazy to find a wine bowl, not to mention whether they could pick out a clean and complete one, there was not even a wine table, what wine bowl did they want?

The two simply drank with a wine jar, which reflected each other's state of mind - drinking hearty wine with chic and heroic people!

Before you know it, it's time to get drunk!

"Why did you save her? I don't even thank you!"

"It's only you who blame you, she must be terrified of killing her companions. ”

"A bunch of waste, they deserve to die!" Yun Wujing handed the wine jar to the swordsman.

"You must have no friends. The swordsman took the wine jar, drank a few big sips happily, and was snatched by Yun Wujing again.

"There is wine, meat and beauty, what kind of friends do you want?"

The swordsman smiled and said, "I not only have wine, meat, and beauty, but also friends who can entrust life and death. ”

These words may be heavier than Fang Cai's sword, and they hurt Yun Wujing's heart, and he fell silent all of a sudden.

The swordsman looked back at the staggered and dilapidated liquor shop, sighed, and said, "You are ruthless, you have killed many people, and no one will want to come close to you and be your friend." So I advise you, be merciful with your fists back, and don't take people's lives easily. ”

A jar of three catties of wine, the two of them drank it in just a moment, the swordsman stood up, threw away the empty jar, and said with a smile: "Tear down a wine shop, drink the wine in the store, and then fight with Wujing of Wutianyun, happy! Life is rare...... Singing to get drunk, competing with the sun, that's just it! I will say goodbye first, and there will be a period later!".

"Wait!" Yun Wujing touched the scars on his face and asked, "Who are you?"

"Disciple of King Yu Sword, Ye Yunsheng. ”