The parting hook of the Taisha faction was only an inch away from Cao Yun's chest, and it was about to make the flesh and blood on Cao Yun's chest part. said that it was too late, it was too fast, Cao Yun snorted softly, like a dead tree blown by the wind, and fell to the right with a bang.

The sword in his right hand slammed into the sand, bending like a bow. But he flew up under the elastic force of the long sword, and the long sword was like the wind, cutting towards the neck of the hook. The parting hook of the hook is old, and you can only retreat.

After Cao Yun's long sword missed, it stabbed again on the ground, and the person was like a bird, pressing towards Gouli again. The parting hook of Gou Li's departure has been withdrawn, and he wants to use Gou's move to hook Cao Yun's long sword off. Cao Yun suffered a loss, how could he let them get their wish.

The long sword suddenly shuddered, jumped upward, and crossed the parting hook of Gouli, and the long sword quickly headed towards Gouli's neck.

"Good swordsmanship. Lou Shanguan shouted. Cao Yun's sword is so beautiful, undulating like a Yangguan triad.

Gou Li didn't expect Cao Yun's swordsmanship to change so much, a short loss of consciousness, an instant change on the battlefield, this moment of loss of consciousness made him pay a heavy price. His neck was swept by Cao Yun's long sword, and blood flowed immediately.

If he hadn't woken up early and twisted his neck in time, this sword would have made him lose his fighting power.

The Central Plains heroes saw that Gou Li still dodged Cao Yun's sword, and they were very sorry in their hearts.

Cao Yun's sword was effective, but he did not stop attacking, and his long sword was pulled, ready to cut to the neck of Hook Away again.

Gou Li drank softly, suddenly rushed forward, and stabbed straight at Cao Yun's lower abdomen.

Cao Yun's sword momentum was old early, and he didn't have time to turn back, so he could only dodge the key point sideways, and his lower abdomen was cut by the parting hook, bringing a burst of flesh and blood flying. This is the horror of the parting hook, wherever you go, you will let people part.

If it cuts the neck, it will separate the neck from the body, if it wipes the hands, it will let the hands part, and if it rubs the legs, it will let the legs part......

The Central Plains martial arts people gasped, the parting hook was too terrifying, and everyone was glad that the person in the field was not themselves.

Both were wounded, but they didn't stop fighting, and the long sword and parting hook instantly fought together, stirring up bursts of sparks.

"Frozen for thousands of miles. Cao Yun snorted softly, and the conversion of the sword technique was the cold ice sword technique, one of the five swords of the Li River.

The desert climate temperature during the day was extremely high, and after Cao Yun's cold ice sword technique appeared, it was instantly cool.

Princess Zhao Meiyun watched the two compete with her whole body, and she was a little angry. She threatened not to eat, but she still didn't dig out the old books of the eight people, and they also hid countless tricks.

Zhao Meiyun is very talented in learning swords, but she is located in a remote area, and she has not been able to meet famous teachers, so she has only learned some extremely ordinary swordsmanship. But what she didn't know was that it was she who had learned these ordinary swordsmanship, and her achievements might be higher than those with famous teachers.

Any kendo master, at the beginning, is to learn a hundred swords, and then integrate them, and then create their own sword. They need to take many detours before they can understand this truth, and Zhao Meiyun has already embarked on this road unconsciously.

Cao Yun's cold sword technique and cold sword qi made Gou Li a little sad. His parting hook didn't seem to be able to find the trajectory of Cao Yun's long sword, and he returned many times in vain.

"Drink, angry. Hook off suddenly shouted. Since he couldn't find Cao Yun's sword momentum, he used the attack to crack it.

The sword technique used by Gou Li is the Taisha faction's Zhen faction's peerless "evil qi sword technique". The evil aura on the parting hook instantly skyrocketed, plunging the ring into a black mist.

Cao Yun didn't dare to be careless, he didn't know if the black mist was poisonous or not, and immediately held his breath. Cao Yun jumped and jumped, gradually feeling a little powerless, and the wound in his lower abdomen became more and more painful.

The evil qi carried by the parting hook had already entered his body, making Cao Yun feel a sense of weakness, and he had to fight quickly.

"Ice locks in all directions. Cao Yun shouted, the long sword trembled, and one sword suddenly turned into four swords, carrying a long cold ice sword qi to envelop Gouli, making Gouli unavoidable.

Hook off but did not panic, let out a soft drink, kicked his feet on the ground fiercely, and rose into the air. The parting hook protected the body, and as the body rotated, it hit the four sword qi, instantly breaking Cao Yun's trick.

Gou Li didn't wait for Cao Yun to change his tricks again, and suddenly flipped down from the air, and the parting hook stabbed Cao Yun with Li Xiao. Cao Yun bit the tip of his tongue and poured the internal force of his whole body into the long sword, blocking the parting hook of Gouli.

Cao Yun suddenly squatted, unloaded part of the power of Gouli, and the long sword escaped, instantly piercing Gouli's right chest.

Hook off fell out like a kite, spurting blood from his mouth, and no longer had the strength to fight.

Someone from both sides immediately rushed into the stadium and picked up the two men.

Lou Shanguan was very happy in his heart, but he didn't show it, and calmly said to Zhao Meiyun, the princess of the thorn thorn: "I'm sorry, we won this time." ”

Zhao Meiyun woke up from the battle and said a little unhappily: "What's so proud of winning a game." ”

The Central Plains heroes all smiled happily, and the first victory made them full of confidence, as long as they won four more games, they could get the Xuantian Order. But Princess Wattshaw's next words made them stop laughing.

Princess Zhao Meiyun glanced at the Eighth Elder of the Worry-Free Sect, Chen, and said, "Trouble Elder Chen." ”

The Central Plains group of heroes was suddenly dumbfounded, don't say that Chen Chong is a poisonous skill, just say that he has cultivated sword intent, and none of the Central Plains martial arts people present are his opponents.

The two elders of the Tianshan Sect fought against him, but they were all beaten down by him, and now the third elder Fang Tai is still unconscious.

The Central Plains Heroes started a big battle with the Tile Thorn side to compete for the Xuantian Order, but they threw aside the Divine Arrow Gate Master Gongdi who held the Xuantian Order. He stood alone in the ring, willing to leave but reluctant to give up the treasure, and wanted to escape but couldn't.

The six monsters of Qilian Mountain and the six murderers of the grassland were looking at him with fierce eyes, and as long as there was the slightest movement, they would be cut into pulp.

He regretted it in his heart so much that his intestines were blue, he had known that this was the case, what did he do with such a big effort, so that Xuantian Ling was swallowed by magma.

The Central Plains heroes listened to Princess Wathorn's arrangement for Chen Zhong to appear, but no one spoke. Loushanguan was also in a dilemma.

"I'm going to fight him. "At this moment, a person stood out in the crowd, but it was Song Yun, one of the two elders of the Tianshan Sect.

Before Lou Shanguan could speak, another voice sounded: "Elder, let me go." "This person spoke simply, very straightforwardly, it was Zhao Buhui, a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, and he was also one of the eight people rescued by Ye Han.

Lou Shanguan glanced at Zhao Buhui, and said to Zhao Meiyun, the princess of the thorns, with his fists: "In this game, we admit defeat." ”

"Ahh The Central Plains suddenly discussed.

Lou Shanguan said calmly: "The second elder of the Tianshan Sect has already cultivated a three-foot purple sword qi, and he is not his opponent. It is useless for you to go up. Although everyone knew the truth of what Lou Shanguan said, they still couldn't accept it, especially the disciples of the Tianshan faction.

Lou Shanguan glanced at Zhao Bu and replied, "You are sure to win him." ”

Zhao Buhui said coldly: "No, but if he destroys my Tianshan faction, I will kill him." ”

Loushanguan ignored Zhao Buhui, and said to Zhao Meiyun, the princess of the thorn thorn: "The first two games were all from you, and this time we will send people!"

Zhao Meiyun was very satisfied with winning a game without a fight, and agreed to Lou Shanguan's proposal.

Lou Shanguan glanced at the Central Plains heroes, and immediately had a list of battles in his heart, and said to the Shaolin wineless monk: "Master, you have to work." ”

The wineless monk came out of the crowd and pronounced a Buddha horn, which was the next order of Loushan Pass.

The performance of the monk without alcohol in the first battle of the Black Wind Valley was remarkable, defeating the Taisha faction, and fighting with the Tantric Joy Monk for half a day, without showing defeat, with Shaolin seventy-two stunts Liuyun Flying Sleeves, Iron Head Gong, and Arhat Stick.

The martial arts of the wineless monk is not the strongest in the Central Plains, but it is certainly the most stable, and whoever plays on the side of Ren Wa will not be so easy to win. The heroes didn't speak, and they recognized Loushanguan's arrangement.

The wooden stick of the wineless monk had broken in the Black Wind Valley as early as the valley, and he took a stick from the Shaolin monks and was about to play, but was stopped by one person. This person is none other than the Shaolin Endless Monk, one of the eight people rescued by Ye Han.

The monk said: "Brother Wujiu, my hands are a little itchy, let me come here." ”

The endless monk has a very high prestige in the Shaolin School, and his popularity is also very good, and his martial arts are even more unfathomable. The wineless monk saw that the monk wanted to play, and looked towards Loushan Pass with some hesitation. Although the covenant of Dongshengcheng was temporary, now that Lou Shanguan was in charge of the overall situation, the monk Wujiu felt that he should ask for his opinion.

The wineless monk said: "Deputy Alliance Master Lou, Senior Brother Buxiu's martial arts are far superior to mine. ”

Loushanguan had heard that Shaolin was a monk with superb martial arts, and the people of the rivers and lakes called him a crazy knife. Since the wineless monk said so, Lou Shanguan had no reason to refuse, nodded and said, "It's best if Master Buxiu is willing to play." ”

Whoever has not heard of the name of Shaolin Crazy Knife in the Central Plains is full of expectations when they see him playing.

Although the monk is a Shaolin disciple, he is also good-looking, but his temper is not very good, otherwise he would not get the name of the crazy knife.

The monk walked to the ring and pronounced a Buddha horn, waiting for Princess Wathorn to arrange for someone to leave the field.

Princess Wathorn had comprehended the madness of the endless monk, and she didn't dare to be careless, so she looked around at the people around her, and her eyes fell on the Tantric Joy Monk, and said, "Master Joy, I'm tired." ”

The joyful monk saw a monk coming out on the opposite side, and he was already a little moved, and when he heard Princess Wathorn say this, he walked towards the field without saying a word.

The Middle-earth Buddhism and the Great Desert Buddhism come from the same source, but they are incompatible, and they must be divided into high and low when they meet. Last time, the Joyful Monk in the Black Wind Valley didn't have a good time, but this time he just showed his skills.

The endless monk was listening to the monk without wine talking about the master of tantric Buddhism, and he had the heart to fight him. That's when he got on the field.

The monk is dressed in a white monk's robe, which looks very unconventional. Monk Xile was wearing a yellow monk's robe, a little chubby, and a smile on his face, but it did not give people the feeling of a spring breeze, but made people feel awkward.

This has something to do with the evil spirit carried by the joyful monk, not the sad and pitiful temperament of the Shaolin monks, but the evil and vicious temperament.