But as soon as Lu Qian saw Sikong Xuan's sword move pointing at Han Ning'er, he didn't understand the reality of the sword move, so he was naturally shocked, and in a hurry, he unfolded the "Liuren Streamer Technique" under his feet, rushed over, and blocked in front of Han Ning'er.

Although Sikong Xuan's sword move was fast, Lu Qian still took the lead. The cold light of the long sword flashed, and there was a soft sound, and the tip of the sword cut a cut on Lu Qian's chest, from his neck to his abdomen, his clothes were torn, and his skin was hurt.

Finally, Sikong Xuanzhi is forcing the secret in Huihao's heart, and he doesn't want to kill people and make enemies at this time, the strength of this sword hand is just right, although the sword marks are long, the injuries are very slight.

Lu Qian was stunned, and when he looked down and saw such a long sword wound on his chest and abdomen, blood gushed out, but he had already disemboweled, and he was about to die immediately, shouting, "Miss Han, you ...... Get out of the way, I'll stop him for a while. ”

Sikong Xuan sneered: "The mud bodhisattva crossed the river, and it was difficult to protect himself, so he didn't measure himself to be a flower protector." ”

Turning his head to Hui Hao, he said, "Little brother, there are really a lot of people who take a fancy to this girl, how about I get rid of a rival for you first?"

The tip of the long sword pointed at the mouth of the landing heart, an inch away, and it trembled, and it only needed to be gently sent, and it was immediately inserted into his heart.

Hui Hao was shocked and shouted, "No, never!" For fear that Sikong Xuan would kill Lu Qian, his left hand stretched out, and his little finger flicked lightly on the "Taiyuan Acupoint" on his right wrist.

Sikong Xuan's hand was numb, and the five fingers holding the hilt of the sword were loosened. Hui Hao grabbed the long sword in his hand. This sword grabbing is a high move in the "Six Yang Hands Covering the Sky", which seems to be unremarkable, but in fact, in a flick of his little finger, it contains the best "Yaotian Divine Skill", and Sikong Xuan's skill will be deeper for thirty or forty years, and the same as the long sword in his hand has also been snatched down.

Hui Hao said: "Mr. Sikong, this Lu Gongzi is a good person, don't hurt his life." He stuffed the long sword back into Sikong Xuan's hand, and lowered his head to inspect Lu Qian's injuries.

Lu Qian sighed: "Miss Han, I'm ...... I'm going to die, I hope you and Brother Fang will be on the same page for a hundred years, and grow old together. Daddy, Mommy...... I...... I ...... "His injuries were not serious, but he thought that his chest and abdomen had been dissected, of course, he had to die, and as soon as he was deflated, his body fell backwards."

Han Ning'er grabbed it and wept and said, "Master Lu, you are all for me......"

Hui Hao shot like the wind, clicked on the acupoint near the left side of Lu Qian's chest and abdomen wound, and then looked at his wound, relieved, and said with a smile: "Lu Gongzi, your sword wound is not in the way, it will be fine in three or four days." ”

Lu Qian supported Han Ning'er, and when he saw her crying for herself, he was already in a trance, overjoyed, and asked, "Miss Han, are you ...... Are you shedding tears for me?"

Han Ning'er nodded, and tears rolled down again. Lu Qian said: "If I have Lu Qian today, he will stab me with dozens of swords, and I will die for you hundreds of times, and I am also willing." ”

Huihao's words, neither of them even listened to them. Han Ning'er was grateful in her heart, but she was embarrassed by herself. Lu Qian saw the tears of the person he wanted, and knew that these tears were shed for himself, so where did he care about his life and death?

Hui Hao snatched the sword and returned the sword, it was only a matter of a moment, except that Fang Qingluan could see it clearly and Sikong Xuan understood it in his heart, everyone else said that Sikong Xuan's subordinates were merciful and deliberately did not take Lu Qian's life.

But Sikong Xuan's heart was so angry that it was really indescribable, and in a blink of an eye, he said in his heart: "I happened to get the sword scripture left by my predecessors in Changbai Mountain, and I practiced hard for thirty years, how can I still have an opponent in the world?"

"Yes, this kid must have hit me by mistake and happened to touch the Taiyuan acupoint on my wrist. There are very coincidental things in the world. If he really intends to snatch the blade from my hand, how can he return it to me after taking it? Look at this kid's young age, how much climate can he have, how can he capture the long sword in Sikong's hand?"

Thinking of this, he was arrogant again, and said, "Boy, you are also troublesome!" As soon as the long sword was handed over, the tip of the sword pointed at Huihao's back heart, and his hand was lightly sent, if he wanted to pierce his clothes, it would be like dealing with Lu Qian, and he would also suffer some flesh and skin.

At this time, Hui Hao's body was full of Yao's innocent qi and flowed, like substance, Sikong Xuan's long sword stabbed and hit the true qi in his body, and the tip of the sword was crooked, and the blade of the sword slid away from his side.

Sikong Xuan was taken aback, and the change of moves was really fast, and he immediately slashed the horizontal sword towards Hui Hao. This move "Jade Belt Waist" attacked him in three directions in front, right and back with a sword, and all three were fatal and fierce. At this time, he knew that Huihao's martial arts were high, and he was unexpected, and this move was already used with all his strength.

Hui Hao let out a "huh", his body was slightly sideways, and he didn't understand why Sikong Xuanshi was still talking so decently, why did he suddenly turn his face and attack the killer sharply? With a snort, the blade passed under his armpit, cutting a long strip of his old monk's robe.

Sikong Xuan's second blow missed, in addition to five points of surprise, he increased five points of fear, his body slipped half a circle, the long sword was straightened, and a half-foot green light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword.

More than a dozen people in the crowd exclaimed in unison: "Jianmang, Jianmang!"

The sword was like a long snake stretching and contracting, Sikong Xuan's face showed a cruel smile, and the dantian took a breath of true qi, and the green mangs suddenly flourished, stabbing at Hui Hao's chest.

Hui Hao has never seen other people's blades can give birth to green mangs, listening to the crowd shouting, it is expected to be a powerful martial art, and he will definitely not be able to deal with it, so he made a mistake and slipped away.

Sikong Xuan's sword went all out, and he couldn't change his move halfway, and with a sound of brushing, the long sword pierced into the big stone pillar and went deep into the foot.

This stone pillar is made of extremely hard granite, and the soft long sword actually pierces more than a foot, which shows that the true power attached to the blade of the sword is really extraordinary, and the heroes can't help but applaud.

Sikong Xuan's hand was lucky, he pulled out the long sword from the stone pillar, rushed towards Hui Hao with the sword, and shouted: "Little brother, where can you escape?" Hui Hao was scared, and slipped his feet to avoid it again.

Someone on the left side suddenly sneered and said, "Little monk, lie down!" was a woman's voice. Two flashes of white light, two flying knives swept in front of Weyeho.

Although Hui Hao only had some light skills from her when he was first carrying the witch of Shunqing, he had deep and strong internal strength, and when he made a move, he was naturally light and agile, his body turned at will, and although the flying knife came quickly, he still dodged it lightly and skillfully.

But when she saw a middle-aged woman in a pale red shirt, she took two flying knives in her hands. In the palm of her hand, there seemed to be an extremely strong suction, sucking the flying knife through.

Sikong Xuan praised: "The flying knife skill of the Hibiscus Fairy can be an eye-opener. ”

Hui Hao suddenly remembered that when everyone conspired to attack the Ethereal Peak that night, Sikong Xuan, the Furong Fairy and the Uneven Daoist were all the way, and the Uneven Daoist was killed by himself with a pine ball on the Snow Peak, no wonder the two wanted to kill themselves to avenge their companions.

He felt guilty, stopped, and said to Sikong Xuan and Fairy Furong, "I did make a great mistake, and I really deserve to die, although I didn't mean to do it at the time, alas, in short, it was an irreparable mistake." The two of you want to beat and scold, I ...... I'm ...... Don't dare to dodge anymore. ”

Sikong Xuan and Hibiscus Fairy Cui Luhua glanced at each other, and both thought, "This kid is finally scared." "In fact, they didn't know that the unfair Daoist died at the hands of Huihao, and even if they knew, they didn't intend to kill him to avenge the unfair Daoist. The two of them had general thoughts, and at the same time they bullied each other, one left and one right, and grabbed Huihao's wrist.