Hu Yong didn't wait for the opponent to approach, brushed and brushed a few swords, Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons, like thunder to collect anger, like the river and the sea condensed clear light, attracting an exclamation.

Wei Qiqi stopped, surprised in his heart, and started to dance the sword before he got close, could it be that he had cultivated an invisible sword qi, and he took the head of a person ten steps away? Hu Yong was uncontrollable, and his dancing became more and more urgent, "Yellow Sand Far Up", "Yangguan Three Stacks", "Sunset on the Long River", "Clouds Across the Qinling Mountains", "Snow Embracing the Blue Pass", exquisite moves emerged one after another, but they could not threaten the opponent at all.

Wei Qiqi finally understood, it turned out that Hu Yong had only practiced routines, and he had not fought with others, and he remembered that there were two words that were often used to describe this kind of opponent, meat feet.

He shook his head, stepped forward, picked up the iron rod and only hit it, impartially, and smashed it heavily on the back of the sword. Hu Yong seemed to hear Aijian's moan, and his heart was distressed, he actually forgot that Wei Qiqi was still standing in front of him, raised his head to look at the sky, and saw the sword like a swimming dragon, rushing down from outside the nine clouds, he didn't dare to pick it up empty-handed, and hurriedly jumped away a few steps.

Zhang Jinghe sighed, rushed forward and stretched out his hand, and the Zhan Lu sword flew down diagonally and fell into her hands. She said to Xun Ye with a gray face: "I lost this game." ”

The Song brothers wanted to cheer for their senior brother, but it was too easy for him to win, and some couldn't open his mouth, Qin Zhen's eyes were as bright as stars, pursed his lips and smiled, Zhang Jinghe's disciples in the first vein let out a regretful sigh, Hu Yong was even more unconvinced, feeling that Wei Qiqi didn't know swordsmanship at all, and he was just lucky to hold a burning stick and smash it, who knew the virtual and real changes in his sword moves, all kinds of subtleties.

Wei Qiqi was excited, and his eyes fell on Xin Laoqi. Xu Li pushed Xin Lao Qi and encouraged him, "Old Man, you go up, give him some color and take a look, and go back and invite you to drink!"

Deng Yuantong frowned and said, "Don't underestimate the enemy." ”

Xin Laoqi nodded yes, and said in his heart: "I've been beaten twice, if you want to underestimate the enemy, it should be the enemy surnamed Wei, how can I have the qualifications to underestimate the enemy!"

Lu Shizhong waved his hand to let him go, Xin Laoqi was very steady, and after Xun Ye signaled, he came to Wei Seventeen with a bladeless heavy sword.

Chongyang heavy sword, three feet three inches long, two inches and seven minutes wide, eight minutes thick, weighing eighty catties, is not so much a flying sword as an iron bar, no one believes that this heavy sword can "fly".

"Meet again, this is the third time we've met!" Xin Laoqi was the first to say hello to him.

"Yes, in a blink of an eye, you can condense the Dao fetus. ”

"You're not slow, it's not easy to get to where you are today. Xin Laoqi clenched the heavy sword with both hands and raised it in front of him, "Be careful, the heavy sword can't be contained, if you surrender, you have to surrender as soon as possible." ”

The two of them each circled half a circle, and they all raised their weapons in their hands and struck each other with a move.

Wei Qiqi urged the iron rod with the qi of the earth, and Xin Laoqi urged the heavy sword with the qi of sharp gold, and the sword and the rod had not yet intersected, and a sonic boom of "crackling" had sounded, followed by a loud bang, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shook everyone's ears and changed color.

The two of them both retreated to a zhang away, their arms were sore, and their qi and blood were surging, Wei Qiqi took the lead in relieving his strength, and suddenly used the "Crazy Devil Stick Method", an iron rod flew up and down, trapping the opponent in a cloud of black light, the dark yellow light appeared and disappeared from time to time, and Xin Laoqi parried with a heavy sword, tired of coping.

The swords and sticks hit each other frequently, and the dull sound of impact was endless, Hu Yong gasped, only then did he know that Wei Seventeen was merciful to his subordinates before, if he made a move, he was afraid that he would die without a place to be buried.

Xi Huzi's eyes lit up, the sword discussion in Chixia Valley was imminent, he was worried about the lack of disciples who could compete with the elites of other side branches, but he didn't expect that in this batch of trial disciples, he would suddenly find two talents that could be created. He heard Deng Yuantong mention that the innate nine tricks and the five elements are good materials for cultivating heavy swords, but he didn't expect Wei Seventeen to be so violent, and it was really not easy to suppress Xin Laoqi with the "Crazy Devil Stick Method".

He glanced at Xun Ye and said in his heart, the mad devil stick method was passed on to Wei Seventeen by him, and the vision of the big apprentice has always been extremely accurate.

Deng Yuantong is the more he looks at it, the more frightened he becomes, the heavy sword pays attention to the hard bridge and the hard horse, bullying the weak, there is no change in the virtual and real, this style of play is the most stupid, the most earthy, the most criticized and despised one of the sword cultivation, but before the sword cultivation breaks through the sword qi level, this is also the strongest way to play, and the opponent of the Chixia Valley on the sword, at most to cultivate to the sword, the heavy sword against the weakness of the flying sword, with the strength to break the skill, almost invincible - his calculation, did not hide from Xun Ye?

The two of them who fought in bluestone were at an impasse, although Wei Qiqi had the upper hand, he couldn't attack for a while, Xin Laoqi was trapped in a corner, but his toughness was extremely strong, and a heavy sword was three feet in front of him, and he didn't leak a drop of water.

Everyone looked a little boring, two reckless men one holding a burning stick, the other holding an iron bar, smashing each other, not at all chic, not at all pleasing to the eye, this is the means of sword cultivation against the enemy! Only a few people can find the danger, and see that Wei Qiqi is actually getting faster little by little, and the intersection of swords and sticks has changed from rain hitting bananas to showers hitting new lotuses, as if there is no end.

The vitality in the two of them was rapidly consumed, after all, Xin Laoqi had chiseled through thirteen acquired aperture points, and his vitality was profound, and he estimated that Wei Qiqi had reached the end of the strong crossbow, and he was more and more calm to deal with it, and he had the intention to consume the opponent until the lamp ran out.

In the middle of the fight, Wei Qiqi suddenly made a move "Qiankun throw", and the iron rod flew out of his hand and flew straight to Xin Laoqi's chest. This hand was unexpected, Xin Laoqi was taken aback, and hurriedly erected the heavy sword to parry, but in a hurry, he couldn't exert his strength, his wrist shook, and the heavy sword was smashed against his chest, and he fell deep into his muscles.

Wei Qiqi has been planning for a long time, as soon as the iron rod is thrown, the figure immediately rushes up, and he uses a technical punch, and three punches are thrown out in an instant, as fast as a meteor, one punch hit Xin Laoqi's right arm, the arm bone was immediately broken, and the second punch concentrated on the lower abdomen, hitting him to bend over and arch his back, like a big one, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the third punch went straight to the temple, and the fist was less than three inches away from the vital point, and it was suddenly stopped.

The iron rod fell to the ground, Xin Laoqi's eyes widened, he staggered and stood unsteadily, he supported his body with a heavy sword, and said with a wry smile: "Thank you...... Stay...... Love ......"

Wei Qiqi stretched out his foot to hook up the iron rod, took it firmly in his hand, and said, "Accept." ”

Xi Huzi twisted his beard and nodded and smiled, this small comparison made him see something amazing, and the two apprentices, Xun Ye and Deng Yuantong, both gave him a surprise.