Chapter 1120 I have heard the rain in the south for a long time, and I once waved the whip of the north earth

Chapter 112o has long listened to the rain in the south and has waved the whip of the north

Yang Songxian finally stopped Sima Long at the intersection and raised troops again, only to know that this place was not far from Wuyue. At night, the north and south of the Ferris Mountains are endless, the moon view peak is dusty and sandy, the night and the lights are the same color, and the dusk is slightly red. Beside the broken steps and the gurgling blades, everything moves hazy and silently.

Song Xian originally thought that he couldn't control Sima Long with the strength of one person, and only after handing over did he know that he was fortunate: that Sima Long's combat power had been unloaded by Lin Qian, and it was already considered a level when it was sent to him, but he was disturbed by the formation of the right talent, and it was a little difficult.

It doesn't matter, just imagine that Shengnan's drinking and hating knife is still majestic by his side, just imagine that in front of him is Shao Hongyuan in Fengzhangzhuang, and the master of Jinbei in Qianxi Mountain Cliff, drinking and hating the knife and wine, and the poetry of the silk sword galloping, "share this life, grasp the world", of course, Shengnan is still around, Xinyu is also there, and the air is full of laughter and war passion......

Shandong affairs are really different from the rivers and lakes in the south, but without the neighing horses and wolf smoke in Shandong, how can there be the calm and calm of the south, the jade-faced little white dragon, such a delicate name, is not the iron-blooded spirit that has been contaminated for so many years!

The time and space of the sword are hearty, and the interruption is as you like, why bother with Sima Long's three-layer sword realm, Yang Songxian only has the silk in his hand, and there are only those high-pitched, dripping, and pure in his heart, because the blood is hot, and the connotation of the sword silk that is usually as warm as water is also much stronger.

The tricks are tightly linked, done in one go, elegant and fresh, and not vulgar. There is a boundless rain in the air, thousands of miles of wind and frost. Sima Long's broken step sword seemed to be frosted, silk-bound, and softened, and it seemed that it couldn't be used, and the two sides went back and forth for nearly a hundred rounds, and the highlight was completely on Yang Songxian's sword.

Rao is like this, Song Xian still tried his best, survived a hundred moves, and fought while galloping, only to barely get a tie and go to the vicinity of Wu Yue's station with Sima Long. Although he found a sense of direction at that time, Song Xian could also see that Sima Long was now the queen of the palace, and the front army had already been connected with some of the local Jin troops with a surging momentum.

"No, he is not Xinyu, but he can stand Sima Long's sudden attack...... Song Xian suddenly became melancholy, after all, Wu Yue and Lin Qian were indeed not by his side at the moment, once the melancholy rose, his thoughts suddenly emptied, the majestic and heroic hatred knife on the left seemed to be gone, and the strength of the silk sword also fell suddenly, and Sima Long seized the opportunity, and suddenly a sword backstabbed, Song Xian was shocked and hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, but it was too late.

Said that it was too late, it was fast, a sleeve arrow came from the slope, and the broken step sword was smashed, "Xinyu" Song Xian was overjoyed, this ability to pick leaves and fly flowers, looking at Shandong is none other than Wu Yue. The sleeve arrow sang the golden needle on the stage, and thousands of hands and arms came closely, suddenly besieging Sima Long in the center, giving Yang Songxian a chance to escape.

Ambilight flies across, overwhelmingly landing, and my boundless rain is as thin as sorrow, just matched with the free flying flowers as light as a dream. Song Xian's heart was light, and he thought that Sima Long would lag behind for this secret weapon, but who expected that at this moment, he heard a "Song Xian" Song Xian was startled, remembering the thrill of Lin Qian's fight with Sima Long during the day, and only then did he remember that Sima Long's swordsmanship had been greatly improved, even if he could not completely overcome the lag, he could compress the adjustment to the shortest......

In an instant, Song Xian mobilized all his strength to rush the sword, which was able to block Sima Long's strong counterattack, Sima Long sneered, and his face was full of disdain for the hidden weapon. At this time, Song Xian was unable to move for a short time, and Sima Long was at ease, so he did not hesitate to shoot a sword at Wu Yue with his backhand.

A good bone-covered golden needle Wu Yue, calm and steady in the face of danger, I saw his body move briskly to avoid the blade of the sword, and his fingertips moved slightly, "ding" a smart fly out of a golden needle, "whoosh" out of the next one, two in a row, but one in front and one behind, one slow and one fast, one light and one heavy, but in the same direction - Sima Long's arm.

Sima Long's swordsmanship at the moment, he will not be disturbed by the hidden weapon, so he also has a little contempt in his heart, just want to first result Wu Yue and then return to the hidden weapon is not too late, who expected that these two needles are so powerful that the degree is more than several times that of the usual hidden weapon, but it is also different from what he imagined, but at this time, he can't regret it, Sima Long is still afraid that the hidden weapon will not succeed? Even if he is shot and poisoned, it is just like that, and cutting off the enemy's head with one move will help boost morale......

Unexpectedly, after the two needles were hit on the arm together, the former one was directly embedded in the arm, and the latter one was pressed into the tail of the previous one. And between the lightning flashes, Sima Long happened to be exercising his strength......

This blow was terrifying, it was just a small air flow, and it disturbed all the remaining true qi of Sima Long Sima Long was caught off guard, he didn't expect that the hidden weapon could be designed so ingeniously, and he didn't expect that such a delicate one would be used to deal with ...... The broken step sword got out of his hand Sima Long fell straight off the horse, and everyone rushed to save him and didn't know whether he was injured, Sima Long vomited blood in a big gulp, and after Lin Qian, Yang and Wu successfully tortured him.

It must be known that the stronger Sima Long's talents, the more serious the injury must be -- Wu Yue expected that Sima Long would definitely be strong, and when dealing with such a strong enemy, he would naturally induce him to kill himself

"This ...... This kind of needle ......" Sima Long said as he pulled out the needle, and Jin Jun looked at Wu Yue with great trepidation when he didn't know the truth, as if he was shrouded in a trace of murderous aura and couldn't get close, and this feeling was obviously given to Song Jun by Sima Long in the past

Wu Yue, the opponent, Sima Long must not remember clearly. However, Wu Yue is unforgettable, the first time he met him, he was chased by his sword and killed him, and if Lin Qian did not save him on the night of the burning of Motianling, he would definitely die under the sword - thinking about the method of beating Sima Long was not Lin Qian's business alone, but all of them should meditate

"Xinyu, why are you here?" Song Xian was overjoyed and went to Wu Yue's side,

"Wang Lin noticed that you were being calculated by Sima Long, and came to inform me, and I said in my heart that Sima Long was very likely to put you to death and come back against me, so he ordered to prepare for war. I wanted to divide my troops to rescue you, but now I don't have to. Wu Yue smiled.

Yang Songxian raised his eyes, and Wu Yue was stationed not far away

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Chapter 112o has long listened to the rain in the south and has waved the whip of the north

Chapter 112o has long listened to the rain in the south and has waved the whip of the north

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