Ma Jiuyin has been robbed of the sword by Hu Yanchao, and in front of everyone's eyes, Hu Yanchao's golden whip is like a dragon, extremely weird, and it seems to have great adhesion power, as long as it is entangled, it can no longer get rid of it, he just gently pulled his hand and almost made Ma Jiuyin stumble.

Ma Jiu is a generation of masters of the Qingcheng faction, otherwise he would not have been the leader of the Qingcheng faction, he has superb internal strength, but he can't even parry Hu Yanchao's face, if he holds the sword tightly, he will be pulled to the front by Hu Yanchao, and then whether he is alive or dead can not be decided by himself, fortunately, there is a whisk of dust, which seems to be soft, but in fact, it is blessed by internal force like a divine weapon, and only needs such a whip on Hu Yanchao's body, not to mention let it be hit hard, but it must also make it uncomfortable.

Who knew that Hu Yanchao pulled the sword with one hand, and with the other hand, he actually grabbed Ma Jiuyin directly with the dust, and the corners of his mouth sneered, Ma Jiu was secretly not good, and his heart said No wonder the woman upstairs dared to speak wildly, this big man is really very capable, I have lost the sword, and he pulled the dust, and lost again and again, I am naturally inferior to him in terms of strength, so I simply threw away the dust, just wait for his hands to win with skill.

Ma Jiu immediately withdrew his hands, a sword and a dust flick returned to Hu Yanchao's hands, but he himself quickly stuck into Hu Yanchao, hoping to win back a game, who expected Hu Yanchao to hold a sword and a whisk in his hand, just like a heavenly soldier god general, directly smashed the two treasures as sticks, his body was tall and inflexible, fortunately, the dust and the golden whip were extremely soft, Hu Yanchao didn't have to look back at all, and Ma Jiuyin was forced to dodge by the golden whip and the dust that should have belonged to him, but the golden whip was still like having eyes, where he went The golden whip was going to go。

The situation in the hall instantly divided into a superior, Ma Jiu was bitter, his martial arts were extremely high, he had reached the seventh grade, and because he had a dust whisk and a sword in his hand, he asked himself that there was no opponent in the same level, and the previous few times he came forward to earn enough face for the Qingcheng faction, and today he had to come out again to complain for the various factions, who knew that he would completely fall into the disadvantage with just a few moves, and he was chased and beaten, and an old face was lost.

At this moment, how could you not understand that this barbarian man is definitely not a seventh-grade, it is possible that he has reached the realm of an eighth-grade little grandmaster, isn't it too unexpected that such a master is willing to become a little girl's subordinate?

Another whip came over, Ma Jiu couldn't avoid it, so he had to take advantage of the situation to roll on the ground to dodge, don't you know that this scene is as funny as a lost dog in the eyes of everyone, and the upstairs Qianyun said with a smile on his face: "Although this old man of the Qingcheng faction doesn't know how to use swordsmanship, but now it seems that this ability to hide in Tibet like a mouse is a must, but I don't know if this powerful martial art is also a famous skill of the Qingcheng faction?"

Although Qianqian was full of smiles, she was really angry, especially Ma Jiu because of the sentence to teach her father a lesson for herself, originally she just wanted to see if she could learn any interesting martial arts from these sects, but she never thought that Ma Jiu would simply be offended because she came to the door to beg for a beating, but it was better to be completely offended.

Ma Jiu was ashamed and indignant because of an old face, knowing that Qianqian was deliberately provoking himself and distracting himself, so as to speed up the pace of defeat, thinking that he had gone up the mountain when he was a child, and he had not suffered humiliation for decades of ups and downs, but he had never tried to be so sneered at by a little yellow-haired girl, how could this face be hung up?

Xindao has lost his face today anyway, he lost a game on his side, and the seven swords can save a little face, so why not just don't you just don't want this old face, and let the girl upstairs suffer.

Ma Jiuyin shouted angrily: "You wild girl deceives people too much, and it is difficult for us to deliberately get an eight-grade master, but even if I Ma Jiu can't get any benefits today, I will teach you the truth of being a wild girl." ”

He took a bite of a wild girl, but he didn't know that it made Qianqian even more angry, and he said coldly: "Hu Yanchao, I don't need to say that you should know how to do it." ”

Hu Yanchao smiled coldly, and the golden whip went towards Ma Jiu again like a swimming dragon, Ma Jiuyin had expected it, and kicked a table in front of him, but when he saw that the table was hit by the golden whip, it instantly turned into powder, Ma Jiuyin took this opportunity to slap the ground with one palm, jumped high, and turned one hand into a claw

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The third floor is gone.

Hu Yanchao missed, his face sank slightly, and he muttered, "What a shameless old thing,"

The golden whip in his hand came out again, throwing the entwined sword towards Ma Jiuyin, and the golden whip followed closely behind, as if it was about to wrap around Ma Jiuyin's ankle and tear it off.

The black widow who witnessed the crisis behind Ma Jiuyin said sharply: "Brother Ma be careful......"

Ma Jiuyin had expected that Hu Yanchao would not let himself succeed so easily, and laughed: "Heavenly King doesn't need to worry, even if I, Ma Jiuyin, die here today, I must pay a little price for this little girl." ”

The sword is close at hand, Ma Jiu has nowhere to borrow strength because he is in mid-air, fortunately, he has been famous for decades and is not in vain, he is only slightly on one side, and the sword has reached his neck, Ma Jiu has loved his sword all his life, and he has long felt it in his heart, but he simply held the hilt of the sword with a single hand, and even took advantage of the strength of the sword being thrown by Hu Yanchao by three points faster, Hu Yanchao is not good in the dark way, how can he still miss this sword is Ma Jiuyin's treasure, and he has already had an induction, because Ma Jiu has accelerated his speed, causing his golden whip to miscalculate the timing, and has missed the best opportunity to capture Ma Jiuyin。

Ma Jiuyin was no more than a sword away from Qianjing, the sword was facing Qianjing's chest, who knew that Qianjing did not dodge or dodge, not only that, but sneered on his face, Ma Jiuyin instinctively felt bad, now the two masters beside Qianjing, Meng Qingzhou watched coldly for some reason, Hu Yanchao was still downstairs, his body was heavy, he was a rare qi refiner, not as light as Ma Jiuyin's body, and when he came up, Ma Jiuyin was afraid that he would have already succeeded.

Xin said: "This girl is extremely cunning, she must have deliberately exposed her flaws to lure me into being fooled, she wanted to show the gap for me to make a move, but I didn't follow her." ”

Ma Jiu withdrew his sword in time, his body rolled several circles like a flexible swallow, and the sword that was about to reach Qian's chest also deviated, deeply inserted into the top pillar on the side, and the sword entered the wood for three points, Ma Jiu Yin shook his wrist, and the top pillar was instantly cut out of a huge gap.

Who would have thought that at this time, he suddenly felt empty under his feet, it turned out that the floor under his body had been done in advance, as long as he used force, he would fall, especially under the trap was an iron net that was tightly attached to the pavilion, as long as he fell, he would be caught immediately.

Ma Jiuyin exclaimed: "Oops......"

But at this time, where did he react so quickly when he was caught off guard? Qianyun was overjoyed, and said in her heart that this trap that was originally intended to be used to catch Zhang Fengfu, although it didn't come in handy last time, it still worked today.

Ma Jiuyin's feet fell into the air, and when he was about to jump up with his palm, Qianyun had quickly kicked towards his upper body, Ma Jiuyin held a sword in one hand, and slapped the ground with the other, and was about to use the sword to cut Qianjing's ankle when he felt the iron net under his feet suddenly tighten, it turned out that this iron net was also an extremely powerful Yin weapon, so he had to support his body with both hands, and finally took a kick from Qianyin, and the kick was impartial and just kicked Ma Jiuyin's face, so he left a big shoe print on Ma Jiuyin's face.

Qianyun was about to kick out again when he saw another fast sword coming at a rapid attack, so he had to stop, and another mediocre-looking young disciple came out of the Qingcheng faction, he jumped up to the third floor like a dragonfly, blocked between Qianqian and Ma Jiuyin, and said coldly: "Girl, enough." ”

Hu Yanchao paused, his face was cloudy, and all the sects were also a little surprised, Xiao Rongyue, who had already planned to save people, had to withdraw the sword pinch technique and take a closer look at the following.

The sudden emergence of a young disciple also made Qianjing feel a little surprised, the speed of that sword was even faster than people expected, there was still such a good hand hidden among the younger generation of disciples of the Qingcheng Sect?

Qianqi said lightly: "This little brother, I don't know what you mean by what you said enough, it is common to compete with others, I have already said that my subordinates will meet you, but what is the matter with you Qingcheng sending this senior to attack me?"

The young disciple said indignantly: "But you can also clearly see that my senior uncle could have hurt you, but he deliberately left his hand and withdrew his sword, why did you humiliate him so much?"

Qianjing said: "Whether it was your uncle who deliberately left his hand, or whether he was afraid of what tricks I used to withdraw his hand in a hurry, everyone can see it, but."

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Just now, I kicked it to avenge your uncle's insult to me, but if he continues to fight strongly, I'm afraid there will be no good end today, the Qingcheng faction has some origins, but it is still a little worse to deal with my subordinates, you better go back and discuss how to get the field back, don't continue to be embarrassed by your own efforts. ”

"Too much deception......

When did Ma Jiu suffer such a great humiliation, he was about to get up to fight again when he was stopped by the young disciple beside him.

"Uncle Shi, others come prepared, I'm afraid there is no fear at all, that barbarian man's martial arts have reached the eighth grade, we are not opponents at all, don't take the humiliation on yourself. ”

Ma Jiu was resentful, and he stood out in front of so many heroes and heroes, and was settled by three or two times, how can an old face get by?

"You don't have to stop me, but my Qingcheng faction will definitely not be able to swallow this breath, even if I fight for my life today, I will avenge this kick. ”

"Uncle Shi......"

The young disciple persuaded again.

"There are people outside the world, there is no shame in losing a battle, the husband can bend and stretch, keep his life in his hands, no matter what humiliation can be recovered in the future, there is no need to rush for a while. There are high-ranking people present today, and we can't get any benefit from fighting alone, which is not a shame. ”

Ma Jiuyin wanted to say something more, but was pulled out of the iron net by the young disciple, and jumped down the third floor lightly, all the sects stepped forward to greet him, although Ma Jiuyin's face was gloomy, but he could also see that the concern of all the sects was from the bottom of his heart, I think everyone understands that no one can get any benefits from fighting alone against such a master of the realm of a small grandmaster, although there are also masters among the mountain gates of these sects around him, and there are also masters in the realm of small grandmasters, but these people are all elite of the sects, and they all need to guard the mountain gates, and there are many masters, but there is no reason to run around the world with masters？

Ma Jiuyin sighed and said, "I'm afraid we came to the wrong place today, if one of the elders of the Qingcheng Sect came here at random, why would we suffer such humiliation?"

All the sects felt the same way, and Xiao Rongyue said in a deep voice: "This person is extremely capable, I am afraid that even in the Nine Heavens, he is a master of a number, and it is not uncommon for Ma Lao to lose to him." ”

Upstairs, Qianqian said: "Xiao Gongzi is as wise as a torch, what you said is right, I am indeed an extremely powerful master when looking at the Nine Heavens, but I also said in advance, if you think that one person can't beat you, although you can come a few more people, I mean what I say, no matter how many people you have, I will be enough to deal with you with such a subordinate." ”

"It's not fair to win more and less, even if we win, before that, please ask this eldest brother to return my uncle's dust. ”

The Qingcheng Sect disciple paused and said.

"This dust is a treasure of my Qingcheng faction, and it must not fall into your hands. ”

Hu Yanchao said disdainfully: "It's just a dust, the treasure in the eyes of your Qingcheng faction may not be eye-catching to me, and I am not rare, but ......"

Hu Yanchao grinned.

"What I grabbed with my own ability, I asked for it back just because of your Qingcheng faction, isn't it too simple. ”

The disciple said in a deep voice, "What do you think according to your wishes?"

Hu Yanchao said: "Naturally, you rely on the ability of your Qingcheng faction to take it yourself, but you are not my opponent, your Qingcheng faction is no one for me except for the Qingcheng Seven Swords, if I let you defeat me, it is really difficult for a strong man, so I don't need you to defeat me, you just need to be able to take my three whips and I will return the dust to you." ”

Full of sighs.

Ma Jiuyin's complexion changed drastically, and Xiao Rongyue reminded him in a timely manner: "This little brother, don't be fooled by him, he intends to provoke you to do this." ”

Even Ma Jiuyin said in a low voice: "Come back, don't be strong." ”

Unexpectedly, the disciple said categorically: "Senior Brother Xiao, Uncle Xiao doesn't need to persuade again, although the Qingcheng faction has lost face today, it will not even fall into the hands of others, I will take these three whips, if I don't die with the three whips, they will have to keep their promises." ”

Huyan laughed loudly.

"You can rest assured that as long as you can catch it, the dust will be returned. ”

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