When they first met, the two were evenly matched, and Sima Hui thought to himself in the middle of the battle: "Don't look at the age of this kid in front of you, don't you think that he has such a high level of internal cultivation? His own golden sand palm is strong in the soft and hard, hard in the hard, and there is an endless stream of hidden needles in the cotton, if you want to win him, it seems that it will not work if you don't show some real character. ”

Thinking of this, Sima Hui flipped his wrist and fought his palm, aiming at Lu Qian's shoulder is a blow. Lu Qian had only adjusted his body to the right position because of the dodge just now, and before he could gain a firm foothold, he heard the strong wind coming again, and hurriedly raised his elbow to press his shoulder to lock his palm.

In the end, there was still a lack of experience in the rivers and lakes, Sima Hui easily saw the other party's intentions, and immediately changed his move, quickly retracted the palm he had just hit, and bent his other hand to raise his elbow, straight to Lu Qian's temple.

The two of them fought for more than 20 rounds, and Sun Ziyu nodded again and again as he watched from the side, thinking to himself that this kid had only been asleep all night, how could he make such rapid progress? If you didn't know it in advance, you wouldn't have seen it as a person with serious internal injuries.

"Brother Sun, how do you feel now, is it still convenient to move?" Han Ning'er looked at the blood oozing out from the corner of Sun Ziyu's mouth, but what she thought in her heart was that at this life-and-death juncture, she couldn't sit still, she had to quickly think of a way to help Lu Qian.

"Well, it's barely okay, but the internal organs are damaged, and the internal strength can't be used, so it's okay to stand and walk. In contrast, now that Brother Lu is in a hurry, you don't have to worry about me, go over and help him. ”

Sun Ziyu knew that the relationship between Han Ning'er and Lu Qian was very delicate, and he must be very worried at the moment. And among the three of them now, he should be his last hope, if even Lu Qian is defeated by this old thief, the consequences can be imagined.

"Here, my nine-striped frost sword is a rare weapon, cutting gold and jade, and sharpening iron like clay. I've heard Brother Lu say before that you are a Kunlun disciple, so you must have some attainments in swordsmanship. Now that the enemy is present, you just have to give it a go and fight to get a glimmer of life. ”

As he spoke, Sun Ziyu handed his saber to Han Ning'er, and then he squeezed out a weak smile at her with his lips that were a little pale due to ischemia: "Go, I believe in you." ”

With his encouragement, Han Ning'er took the sword in her hand and turned around to join the battle. But before she could take a few steps, she heard a sudden shout behind her, it turned out to be the previous "Black Tower" Du Wuqian who recovered his strength after getting a little respite.

But he obviously made a mistake in his wishful thinking, no matter how bad Han Ning'er is, she is also the daughter of Han Taichong, the head of Kunlun, who has been exposed to the door since she was a child, and I don't know how many times stronger than him, a reckless man with no door and no faction.

But seeing Du Wuqian's eyes wide in anger, and a single knife in his hand slashed at him, Han Ning'er immediately entered a fighting state. The nine-pattern frost sword silver light appeared, and the brocade belt of the Luo skirt on the body fluttered with the wind, as if the fairy of Yaochi had descended to earth, and then the pace was continuous, with the sword blade as the guide, and the eyes became a straight line, which was the Kunlun faction's shocking sword move "Xiaoxiao Twilight Rain Cold River Sky" in response to the situation.

With a flash of light, the sword body sped at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant, it had broken through the chaotic sword momentum of Nadu Wuqian, and approached the vital position of three inches on his right chest.

Seeing this, Du Wuqian gasped in fright, he never expected this woman to be so powerful, and he hurriedly blocked the single knife in his hand, wanting to use his own strength to force it out.

I only heard the sound of "dang long", the two blades intersected, and the sparks splashed everywhere, how could that ordinary single knife be as sharp as the Upper Nine Pattern Frost Sword?

Du Wuqian, who had no weapons again, panicked and wanted to dodge, but it was not as fast as the sword in Han Ning'er's hand, only to see her wrist flip and hand it forward, and the tip of the sword stuck to Du Wuqian's body and penetrated it, so painful that he immediately screamed, blood gushed out, and when he looked at it again, this Du Wuqian was already dead.

After solving the people who stood in front of her, Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows lightly, pulled out her long sword from the corpse, and was about to join the battle again to help Lu Qian.

At this time, Lu Qian's eyebrows and sideburns were already covered with beads of sweat, and he could see that the battle between him and the streamer swordsman Sima Hui had entered a white-hot stage, and now any slight mistake on both sides could affect the victory or defeat of the final situation.

"Master Lu, I'll help you!" Before the words fell, Han Ning'er held the nine-pattern frost sword in the middle, aiming at Sima Hui's back heart is a fierce attack.

"Hehe, female doll, just your cultivation still dares to show off in front of the old man, how is it different from looking for death?"

This Sima Hui really deserves to be one of the three masters of the Flying Star Pavilion, under the strong attack of Lu Qian and Han Ning'er, he instantly came to his senses, his arms shook together, and the wind whistled in his palms, not only did he not fall behind, but he became more and more brave and unstoppable.

He is a person who is good at taking advantage of people's hearts, and after learning that Han Ning'er's martial arts cultivation is much worse than Lu Qian's, he focused on "taking care" of her, and almost hit the vital parts of her body several times, thanks to Lu Qian's maneuvering around the middle, he was spared. Over time, a vicious circle was created, with Han Ning'er as bait, which perfectly limited Lu Qian's offensive.

Lu Qian saw that the current situation was more restrictive to him, and he knew that if he continued to fight like this, he and Han Ning'er would not be able to fall into the hands of this person. I was in a hurry, and suddenly I thought of someone.

The voyeur Taoist who got acquainted with Cui Shiyuan before, made good use of a kind of beast-like boxing technique, the moves were surprising, and the power was huge, and now the old thief's palm technique in front of him was mainly soft, and his own Qimen Tianyan was afraid that he would not be able to do it, so it was better to show this set of boxing techniques, maybe he could win with wonder, and it was not known?

Thinking of this, Lu Qian changed the move in his hand, secretly unfolded the power of "Tong Xuan Jin", gathered on his arms, fisted the stars, stepped on the burly, and hit out, like a tiger out of the forest, and the power increased greatly.

Sima Hui saw that his moves had changed, and after careful inspection, he couldn't recognize it, thinking that this kid was just afraid that he was going to use some insidious tricks, and he still needed to mention it. Immediately, Jinsha's palm shook and shook Han Ning'er's sword aside, and then the Qi Luck Dantian was ready to catch Lu Qian's oncoming punch.

"Break!" shouted loudly in his mouth, and the fist was realized, Lu Qian's eyes flashed, and this blow was bound to be separated.