It is said that Li Bingsheng is in a wealthy family, and he has seen a lot of small swords and swords. As soon as he took the blade from the man's hand, he knew that it was a good sword. The sword body is more than two feet four inches long, the whole body is white, and the hilt is made of bronze, densely woven twill, which is very handy. Li Bing just waved the sword at will, and then he heard the sword body emit a thin buzz, that is, he knew that this sword was not only sharp, but also the thickness of the blade was extremely suitable, and it was really the best work among the swords.

It was not like that at the moment, he stepped on the square table and jumped to the side of the little lama. As soon as he stepped out, he felt that something was wrong, the soles of his feet were filled with internal qi, and in one step, he actually flew straight over the head of the little lama.

Li Bing unintentionally inserted willows, although he was surprised, but his intuition could not be lost, and the horizontal sword swept through the door of the little lama's face. The little lama concocted the same method, and reached out to catch the sword again, but as soon as the hand touched, he felt a domineering masculine internal energy surging, and he actually rushed to the two hands numb, and what was even more unbelievable was that this domineering sword qi actually had the potential to penetrate the arms and attack the heart directly.

The little lama was in a hurry, so he had to use ten percent of his internal strength to compete with him, and the two qi rushed together, and finally bounced Li Bing's sword body away, but the scattered internal strength tore the little lama's sleeve to pieces.

Neither he nor Li Bing seemed to have expected such a move, and they were both rushed back by internal strength, messing up their bodies.

The young swordsman who had been repelled before had a good opportunity, and rushed to the little lama's side with a knife and arrow, waving his knife to advance, this move was completely defenseless, and he went straight to the vital point of the man's chest. Although his martial arts skills are not very good, this move is very brave at the moment, and his speed is extremely fast.

The little lama only said that there was no way to avoid it, but to meet the enemy, his right hand had already condensed a stream of red true qi, and he slapped the back of the knife with one palm. This palm was incomparably thick, and the young swordsman could not resist, and the straight knife flew out of his hand, and he was also dragged aside by the huge force and hit the table. After the knife was taken off, it flew straight into the crowd, struck a businessman who was hiding on the side and watched the excitement, and pierced the chest with a knife, and the man immediately vomited blood from his mouth and died on the spot.

The move of slapping the flying knife body is the "World Destroying Seal" in the seventy-two seals, and the martial arts are strong in being able to forcibly control the fierce true qi that the meridians cannot bear, so as to defeat the enemy first. This was originally a trick to fight hard and hurt both, not to mention that the little lama's body was not stable at this time, and he had no way to relieve his strength. Under the palm of his hand, he shook his arm in severe pain and screamed. His right arm hung down, and his left hand pinched his right shoulder, apparently no longer being used.

Li Bing's left hand against the wall, after unloading the impact, it happened that the little lama had taken the lead, and lifting the sword was a move "Stars Gongbei". Just making a momentum, before he could stab out, he felt that his whole body was smooth, and the direction of the true qi flow in the meridians was just right to match the sword moves, as if the two were in the same vein.

He stabbed out with a sword, and his true qi reached his arm, and a mighty warmth arose.

"Why is it so smooth that the senior who saved my true qi just now is integrated with this sword move?" Although Li Bing was puzzled, he was even happier according to the move, this move must have taken the life of the little lama.

When the little lama saw this sword stabbing him, he knew that he couldn't dodge it, and he even thought of death. He raised the momentum with his left hand, and it was the "World Destroying Seal", and he said in his heart: Even if he dies, he must pull this person on his back.

On the other side, Mo Ran Jiang and the old lama fought for a long time, and sure enough, as Li Bing expected, he was inferior to that person in the realm, and he had been hit by three palms before and after, and he was already at a disadvantage, but he was still trying his best to resist.

When the old lama saw that Li Bing was going to kill him, he was in a hurry, so he shouted in Tubo: "Don't!" After a punch forced Mo Ran Jiang to retreat, he jumped to the little lama's side with light skills, and pulled him behind him with his left hand, and his right hand was already a palm, and the palm turned dark brown, and it was suddenly shot.

Although Li Bing saw that the little lama was dodging, it was too late to change his tactics, so he had to fight hard. He pierced the old lama's shoulder with a sword, and the man slapped it out with a palm. Li Bing couldn't dodge, was hit in the lower abdomen, flew out and hit the ground, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Anzi shouted in a lost voice: "Brother Li!", although he was originally afraid, but seeing that Li Bing was injured, he rushed to Li Bing's side and helped him up, regardless of the danger. thought that Li Bing should have been seriously injured, but he stood up, in the same spirit, and wiped the blood stains on his mouth with his sleeve.

Li Bing also wondered that when the old lama slapped him, he only felt that his internal strength was five points strong and five points soft. After being hit by the palm, the heart pulse of the whole body was almost broken, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Who knew that after a mouthful of blood vomited, in addition to the pain in the muscles of the lower abdomen, there was no problem in the body.

By the time Li Bing stood up, the situation on the field had changed greatly. Mo Ran Jiang took advantage of the old lama's sword, knocked him to the ground with a move of the Mo family's fist, turned his hand into a claw, and buckled the man's wrist.

After the little lama was rescued, his body was in chaos, and his true qi was out of control. The young swordsman was not in a hurry this time, and he was dismantled with him, and in just two moves, he had already pressed the tip of the knife against his throat, making him unable to move.

Seeing that the situation had been decided, the only lama left was still resisting stubbornly, and shouted: "Your defeat is decided, and you will be captured before you are tied!"

Or that person doesn't understand Chinese, and he still doesn't stop, but he is getting more and more urgent.

Although the Ink Dye Lake Kung Fu is not clever, he is familiar with the Mo family's art of war and has a deep scheming. Seeing that the man was getting more and more anxious, he secretly screamed in his heart that he was good, and changed his tricks again and again, deliberately revealing his flaws. This seems to be full of loopholes, but in fact, those tricks are all false tricks that can be changed at any time.

The lama was really busy making a mistake, and was lured by the ink-stained lake to be fooled, and punched him in the left waist. Mo Dye Lake followed the gravity of his hand, led his wrist with both hands, secretly skillful, easily put the man's hand behind his back, and pressed it hard, and the man fell to his knees.

The outcome of this brawl is finally decided.

Li Bing saw that the three of them were restrained and relieved, so he walked to the crowd, raised his sword and gave a fist salute. He didn't know what the appearance of the person who gave him the sword, just looking at the method of that move to give him true qi, he knew that he was a master of the Dao.

He walked to the place where he had fallen just now, looked at the crowd, and said loudly: "Thank you seniors for helping, juniors are grateful." ”

The crowd didn't know why, you look at me, I look at you, thinking that there were respected seniors here, but they made a way, and no one walked out for a long time, only a silver-white scabbard was placed on the table behind them.

Li Bing didn't know that as early as when he used the "Stars Arch North" and a white light appeared on the sword, the man whispered, "That's true", put the scabbard on the table, and then withdrew from the crowd and disappeared.

Li Bingzai clasped his fists and saluted: "Seniors, seniors, please show up and let the juniors return the sword." ”