"Dare to ask Brother Zhao the name of this divine weapon?"

"Pig-killing knives. ”

Zhao Tan grinned, holding a knife like a cropper in the field.

"Interesting and interesting, vulgar is elegant, Brother Zhao returned to the basics, it was me who took pictures. ”

The audience below was dumbfounded, can you two stop being so disgusting.

Will you die if you don't brag?

Cai Xinghe made a very elegant starting gesture, the sword body trembled slightly, shining silver in the sunlight, like a silver carp jumping out of the water in a pond, and like a sparkling floating shadow on the three-hundred-mile Lingxi.

The soft sword is an extremely difficult weapon to practice in the cultivation realm.

Beginners don't want to hurt others, they just don't want to hurt themselves.

No one knows how many sword marks Cai Xinghe made on his body and how much blood was splashed on his hands in order to practice this silver python sword.

The strength of the knife is seen, the sword is heavy and dexterous, Cai Xinghe has to stab the sword three thousand six hundred times a day, each sword contains dozens of changes, when fighting against others, Cai Xinghe's silver python sword is like having eyes, covering the opponent's body.

The soft sword's moves are extremely tricky and vicious, and it looks as if it can dodge the sword moves, but in fact, the opponent who uses the soft sword has a sword roll, and he is already in a different place.

Cai Xinghe pinched the sword trick in his left hand and held the sword in his right hand, and the sword body was infused with energy, making a buzzing sword sound, like a silver snake that couldn't wait to devour his opponent.

Stepping on the nine palaces and four elephants with both feet, Cai Xinghe's body became uncertain.

Four elephant steps on the top!

The long sword in his hand flew, swaying pieces of sword flowers.

With Cai Xinghe's rapid dance, the silver python sword spit out countless sword lights, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and three sword flowers were pointed, one up and two down, and suddenly enveloped Zhao Xuan's face, chest and abdomen.

Holding a murderous sword in his hand, his heart is a murderous heart.

Cai Xinghe will not keep his hand, and the first move will be to take Zhao Yuan's life.

"You're going to lose. ”

Zhao Xuan smiled and returned Cai Xinghe's words to Mingzhu yesterday as they were.

"If you are too anxious to kill me, you will lose. ”

The long sword and the body, only ten steps away from Zhao Jiao, ten steps to kill!

Zhao Qian moved.

didn't dodge or dodge, he actually jumped and met him with a knife on the head.

The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and the soft sword is against the butcher's knife.

The opener!

A mountain opener with a big opening and closing!

The indomitable knife of the mountain!

The heavy sword has no edge, it is not skillful, no matter how many changes his soft sword has, I will drop ten times from my own strength!

This is a knife practiced in the tropical jungle in the previous life, this is a knife cut in the bamboo forest for many years, and this is a knife summed up after fighting with the life and death of the darkwing bat, fusing essence, qi, and spirit.

Xie Tingan said that his practice was so-so, and it was only a beginner.

But the breathtaking knife aura on the butcher's knife forced everyone to not open their eyes!

"Bell!"

Zhao Zhi roared, the sword light against the sword shadow, the soft sword and the butcher knife collided suddenly, Cai Xinghe only felt a shock in his arm, and the silver python sword almost couldn't hold it.

"Whew-"

No matter how exquisite Cai Xinghe's four-elephant steps were, he was silently scraped off his sleeve by Zhao Xinghe's knife qi.

Cai Xinghe took two steps back, and Zhao Cheng also felt the qi and blood surging all over his body, as if there was something in his body that he couldn't vomit.

Pain!

Tearing pain!

Zhao Zhi touched the back of his head with his hand, and a large amount of sticky blood stained his palm.

, it's hurt!

How did he do it? This sword of his own clearly sealed all the soft sword and sword moves.

"What is this?"

Zhao Zhi was puzzled.

"Sword swing!"

Cai Xinghe stood proudly, Zhao Yuan's knife just now was too heavy, and his wrist was still trembling slightly.

Cai Xinghe's sword is called "Ju Sanhua", one sword and three flowers, one move points to the door, and one move refers to the chest and abdomen, but the killing move is hidden in the throat, if Zhao Xinghe wants to hide, Cai Xinghe will have thirty-six changes waiting for him next.

When ordinary monks take this move, they always want to avoid the edge for a while, but Cai Xinghe's back move is too smooth, the point is too fast, one step is slow, one step is slow, and the next step is slow, and it will only fall deeper and deeper.

The world is like this, you can clearly understand many things, but because you miss a step, how to deal with it can no longer keep up.

But Cai Xinghe couldn't think of it, and he wouldn't know that Zhao Qian had a good master.

Although he was always beaten, Zhao Xinghe was beaten up to the level, and Cai Xinghe's sword flower technique, Zhao Cheng had already learned it from Xie Ting'an.

There is no way to dodge, there is no dodge!

The only way to fight with a sword is to fight for your life!

Although he received the fatal blow, Zhao was still injured.

Zhao Yuan knew that Cai Xinghe was powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.

Sword swing?

The sword road is blocked, and there are still gaps to hurt people, terrible!

"Be careful. ”

Cai Xinghe jumped up in the air and stabbed towards Zhao Xiang like a flying immortal out of the sky.

He wanted to nail Zhao to the ground with a sword.

Zhao Qian looked at the tip of the sword that rolled towards his chest, his spirit was highly concentrated, and the alchemy spirit induction technique was in full swing.

Cai Xinghe's movements were so clear, and his sword momentum was so sharp that even the pores and hair on his body could be seen clearly by Zhao Yuan's spiritual sense.

The sword has no sword energy, but it has a murderous aura.

Sou!

Cai Xinghe slashed at Zhao Yuan's chest with a sword.

Didn't hit!

Sou!

The sword flower is rolled, and the soft sword is like a silver snake probing a mouse, and it reases Zhao Yuan's neck.

Empty!

The third sword!

Still missed.

Cai Xinghe slashed out eighteen sword lights with one sword, but Zhao Xuan was like a flower-piercing butterfly flying in the shadow of the sword, and the sword light couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

How can it be?

Cai Xinghe was stunned.

Zhao Yuan's body method is neither the four elephant steps of the Shangqing Sect, nor the floating light vertical body method of the Lingxi Sect, nor the three crazy steps practiced by Lin Shuiyao.

He obviously had countless opportunities to stab Zhao Guan, how did he dodge?

In fact, Zhao Xinghe's heart is not clear, Cai Xinghe is fine if he relies on the unpredictable soft sword sword momentum, but one sword and eighteen slashes, this kind of "carving insect skills" Zhao Zhi will also.

Xie Ting'an's sword moves are not fed in vain, Xie Ting'an can be slashed with a thousand swords, and Zhao Yuan's "sword light splitting" is naturally not too bad, Cai Xinghe thinks that he has embarked on the right path of sword moves, but he doesn't know that this road has been turned into a dead end by Xie Ting'an's clap.

"Why?"

Cai Xinghe was stunned.

Zhao Tan smiled: "Splitting the light and floating shadows, there is a dead end." ”

Without giving Cai Xinghe time to think, Zhao Xing shouted: "It's my turn!"

When the head is stabbed, like a tiger going down the mountain, the goshawk fighting the rabbit.

The opener!

The indomitable knife of the mountain!

The majestic mountain opener!

It's like a farmer lifting an axe to chop wood, and Zhao Yuan's knife comes and goes with only a few tricks, vertical chopping, straight insertion, horizontal cutting, and reverse teasing.

Opening mountains, planting seedlings, chopping wood, and deboning.

It's like a crop man making a clumsy trick, and there are no mysteries and infinite changes.

But that's enough.

The sword is heavy and dexterous, the moves are unpredictable, and the sword looks at the strength, regardless of your virtual and real, I will reduce ten times from one force.

There is no need to think, and there is no time to think, Zhao Yuan is a knife in the head.

Isn't one knife enough?

How hard is the head, and it takes two knives to split?

"Bell!"

The swords collided, and several sparks were struck.

Zhao Yuan's knife was as fast as a knife, a knife was as heavy as a knife, and the mountain opening knife was like a storm, Cai Xinghe could only use the swinging sword momentum to open one by one, and suddenly fell into the downwind.

The tiger's mouth is cracked!

Cai Xinghe's wrist trembled violently, dripping with blood, as if he couldn't hold the silver python sword.

Heart-to-heart!

The sentence "Dividing light and floating shadows, a dead end" lingered in Cai Xinghe's mind for a long time.

Could it be that the sword move that I am so proud of has gone wrong from the beginning?

I'm not convinced!

Cai Xinghe roared angrily in his heart.

Qiang –

The silver python sword roared!