The burning of the hot air balloon has completely dashed all hopes of escape.

The appearance of Ma Xiaoliu made the fear of death a reality.

He stands in front of us, like a demon from hell, making the fear of death more real and oppressive.

Lou Qin's Qingguang Sword was always in his hand. She knew that she was not Ma Xiaoliu's opponent, but she still looked at Ma Xiaoliu proudly. I didn't see a trace of fear or panic on her face.

Could it be that she still has a chance to win?

This life-and-death contest has begun.

With a sound of "Zheng", the blue light sword came out of its sheath, emitting a faint blue light.

In front of Lou Qin was Ma Xiaoliu, the leader of the beggar gang whose martial arts were far above her, and behind her was the raging flames that were still burning. The heat steamed, lifting Lou Qin's skirt.

Ma Xiaoliu held an iron rod and stood against a tree, and at his feet was the corpse of a shopkeeper sitting on a lotus platform. The fire burned even more intensely, and Ma Xiaoliu's face was flushed. He squinted at us, a subtle smile rising at the corners of his mouth, fleeting.

Ma Xiaoliu stretched the donkey's face, his voice was deep, and he said with disdain: "Just because you want to do it with me, you can't help yourself!"

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, a cold sword was pointed straight at Ma Xiaoliu's throat. Lou Qin said awe-inspiringly: "Less nonsense, let's do it!"

A drop of sweat slipped quietly from Lou Qin's forehead, silently hiding fear in the steaming heat.

Ma Xiaoliu suddenly glanced at Lou Qin, his eyes skimmed from top to bottom, focusing on her chest that was about to burst out, and then "tsk" twice, and said: "A beauty like you, it's a pity to kill, if I win......"

The corners of Lou Qin's mouth suddenly rose, looked at Ma Xiaoliu with charming eyes, and said, "Whatever you want!"

"Dan C. Li Xiaoqian tugged at the corner of my clothes, leaned on my ear and whispered, "He soaked you horses." ”

What a mess.

I asked, "What do you mean?"

Before Li Xiaoqian could speak, Lou Qin had already jumped up, about one person taller. The fluttering purple clothes fluttered in the night breeze, like a fairy in purple riding the clouds.

However, I distinctly felt that there was a fierce aura in her purple clothes and the blue light sword, facing Ma Xiaoliu's chest, getting closer and closer.

The tip of the sword approached inch after inch. At this time, there was almost a foot of distance between the tip of the sword and Ma Xiaoliu's chest, and the cold sword qi seemed to have pierced his chest, and it was about to break him into pieces.

I started to get nervous inexplicably. Lou Qin's sword flashed with blue light, and he was already close to Ma Xiaoliu, but Ma Xiaoliu still didn't move. His eyes were staring directly at Lou Qin, flashing with greed.

What happened to him?

Could it be that he is going to give up resistance?

At this moment, Ma Xiaoliu's body was lightly sideways, and the iron rod in his hand swept away. With a "dang" sound, the tip of the sword was easily picked open.

Ma Xiaoliu's eyes never left Lou Qin's body. A wave of anger rose into my chest, and I couldn't wait to rush forward and pick out Ma Xiaoliu's eyes.

Lou Qin was bounced back by the shock, fell heavily to the ground, took a few steps back, barely stabilized his body, and his brows were tightly locked.

Ma Xiaoliu no longer hesitated, he picked up the iron rod and swept out. Suddenly, the heavy stick seemed to have suddenly deteriorated, and in his hand it was as light as the wooden stick I wielded so often. And that iron rod seems to have infinite spiritual power, and it is completely integrated with Ma Xiaoliu.

In his stick technique, there is the fierceness of the knife technique, but there is also the dexterity of the sword technique. For a time, people are like guests in the clouds, fluttering, sticks like falling leaves, meticulous bamboo forests, fine and intolerable, and the moves are sharp. In the face of such a stick method, the heavens and the earth have changed color for it.

Lou Qin was already drenched in sweat at the moment, and Ma Xiaoliu's stick technique was like an indestructible shield, and there was no possibility of breaking it at all.

What to do?

I watched anxiously at the almost definite defeat, and my feet began to shake. The lady who was washing the dishes and the guy who ran the hall hugged each other tighter, they were crying, but they didn't dare to make a sound, they just lowered their heads and sobbed.

At this time, Ma Xiaoliu saw that Lou Qin couldn't resist left and right, and seemed to be moved by compassion, so he actually accepted the recruitment, turned over and jumped back.

Lou Qin's hand holding the sword trembled a little, and she asked coldly, "What kind of kung fu are you?"

"This is my beggar's stick method!" Ma Xiaoliu said with some smugness.

"The stick technique of the beggar gang?" Lou Qin asked, "Why hasn't such a subtle stick technique been seen in the rivers and lakes?"

"That's right!" Ma Xiaoliu replied arrogantly, "Because, this is what I created recently." It is a great honor for you to see it today!"

After that, Ma Xiaoliu swung out again. At this moment, this stick method seems to be slightly different from Fang Cai. If it is said that Fang Cai's stick method Lou Qin can still barely block, then at this time, the stick method is already full of murderous intent, and the moves are all straight to Lou Qin's life.

Ma Xiaoliu, is this trying to kill Lou Qin?!

I was even more anxious, and I wanted to cut Ma Xiaoliu with a thousand knives.

Ma Xiaoliu took advantage of Lou Qin's full strength to parry, turned over and crossed over, and was already standing behind her when she was completely defenseless. At this time, as long as Ma Xiaoliu lifted the iron rod and smashed it on the back of Lou Qin's head, it would be as easy as taking her life in a bag.

The picture freezes in this instant. Ma Xiaoliu's eyes stared directly at Lou Qin's slightly upturned buttocks, and there was a lustful light in his eyes!

At the same time, the iron rod in his hand sank like a piece of iron falling into water. Subsequently, Ma Xiaoliu's hand holding the stick gradually softened, as if he had lost his strength!

His left hand quietly swung up and slowly moved towards Lou Qin's buttocks, which he was staring at!

Suddenly, Ma Xiaoliu's eyes were even more lewd! The lewdness in the sky soared, almost wanting to pierce the air, tearing Lou Qin's glow-like purple clothes, and throwing her down on the blue brick and green ground.

The hand, swinging, getting closer, getting closer......

"Stop!" I roared angrily.

"Zheng!"

With a crisp sound, it was like a dragon being born, and it crashed into the iron rod hanging in the air in Ma Xiaoliu's right hand with an earth-shattering momentum! The iron rod lost the support of its strength and was beaten upside down like a dead branch and flew out! "Bang dang" slammed into the ground a foot away, and the stone slab on the ground was shattered into several pieces!

Ma Xiaoliu woke up suddenly, crying bitterly!

However, before he could react, a Qianqianyu hand swept up and slashed at the momentum of devouring the sky and fertile sun!

Ma Xiaoliu didn't dodge, and the palm was slashing at his chest. Then, the whole person flew upside down, and his body slammed into the courtyard wall!

He barely stood up, baring his teeth and wailing, "It hurts, it hurts!" Immediately, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth with a "poof"! Blood dripped on his chest, mottled and mottled!

Ma Xiaoliu, who had lost his weapon, had a very complicated expression. There was a fierce anger on his face full of remorse.

Win!

Lou Qin won!

I was so excited that I hugged Li Xiaoqian and cheered loudly: "We won!"

The aunt who washed the dishes and the guy who ran the hall cried with joy, and finally cried after holding back for a long time.

In the backyard of Louqin Inn, occasionally a few leaves floated down, fell to the ground, and were swept away by the breeze, rising on the ground, and bursts of "rustling" sound were endless, like a ghost crying!

There was a hint of tiredness in Lou Qin's eyes, as if he was tired of such a stalemate!

Indeed, the outcome of this competition is already obvious, Ma Xiaoliu has lost his weapon, and he has already lost.

"You've lost!" Lou Qin snorted coldly, and the green light in his hand swayed! "Zheng" Another cold howl, the purple shadow and the blue light merged into one.

The person has been pointed straight at like an arrow from the string, and it will only take a moment for Ma Xiaoliu to be defeated! However, Ma Xiaoliu did not move! A smile seemed to flash in his cold eyes!

In just a moment, it was gone!

The sword is near, and the man is like cold iron, and the wind is rising again, and my heart is like ice! I secretly screamed in my heart, kill this stinky beggar!

Ma Xiaoliu shook his head and sighed.

What is he going to do?

I was thinking about it when all of a sudden, I saw his right foot step back!

What is he going to do? Is he going to use his feet? Is he going to have to use his flesh and blood to block the sword?

"Whoosh!"

Just when I was puzzled, I saw Ma Xiaoliu's right foot kick forward, and a black shadow flashed out quickly!

So fast! What's that?

In an instant, the black shadow was as fast as lightning, and Lou Qin didn't have time to react at all, and the black shadow hit her white and tender cheeks!

"Smack!"

"Ahh

And in that instant, the sword in his hand had already slowed down and deflected!

Immediately afterwards, Ma Xiaoliu rushed towards Lou Qin. Turn around, push your hand, press your wrist, and dodge the sword with your right hand! I saw him smile slightly, and a backflip stood on the ground, and the horizontal sword pointed at Lou Qin's neck.

I felt as if I had fallen into an abyss, and I felt an infinite despair envelop my body. The lady who washed the dishes and the guy who ran turned from crying to wailing: "It's over, it's over!"

Li Xiaoqian scolded: "Damn, it's about to win, what's going on?"

"Hahahaha......" Ma Xiaoliu laughed loudly, stepped forward with his right foot and lifted a broken shoe lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Haha, I still have a hidden weapon!"

Holy shit!