Here, the gladiatorial battle between Sima Qingshan and Zhang Xiaoji continues. Sima Qingshan has never made a move, if he really makes a move, Zhang Xiaoji is afraid that he will not even be able to take a move. The two of them had been going back and forth for twenty or thirty moves, and Sima Qingshan suddenly shouted: "Good boy, catch it!" and sent the mirror, bow, rod, and flower four Qimen weapons in his hand to Zhang Xiaoji's hand.

Zhang Xiaoji had been fighting for a long time, he was already sweating profusely and panting, and when he saw him send the blade, he naturally reached out and caught it. Suddenly he felt a tidal wave of force coming from the blade, and he was taken aback, and his body had leaned backwards as if he had been pulled, and his feet were floating and he was about to float off the ground. Hurriedly calmed down, condensed his chest, and turned over the clouds with a thin chest, upside down. Sima Qingshan's push was very powerful, Zhang Xiaoji actually flew out four or five feet in a hurry, and after landing, he still felt that the force of the chest push was not completely gone, Deng Dengden took three steps back before he barely stopped, and almost retreated to the stage, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Seeing that this push didn't push him down, Sima Qingshan was also very surprised in his heart, and glanced at Quan Jiutian. Quan Sima and Sima are both today's top masters, and they can see at a glance that Zhang Xiaoji's martial arts are not exquisite, a little rude, but a sense of grandeur is naturally revealed, and the internal force moves are very strange, which is completely different from ordinary martial arts. Sima Qingshan said: "Little friend, your martial arts are very good, who is your master?"

Zhang Xiaoji came back to his senses, snorted, ignored him, held four blades, rushed to the front of the Hundred Flowers and Four Uniques, bowed down and said: "Four sisters, your weapons have been taken back, please take back the four sisters." ”

Baihua Sijue glanced at him coldly, and each retrieved his blade.

Han Yan said: "Zhang Xiaoji, come here, stand behind me, and listen to my fate." ”

Zhang Xiaoji said: "Yes." As soon as he took two steps closer, Han Yan suddenly punched him in the left shoulder. Zhang Xiaoji groaned, his shoulder bone was painful, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his head.

Han Yan shouted, "Why don't you fight back?" With a hook of his feet, Zhang Xiaoji stood unsteadily, threw himself in the snow with a bang, and just faced down, gnawing on the snow in his mouth.

Han Yan's face was stern, and she shouted, "Get up!"

Zhang Xiaoji staggered up from the snow. Han Yan said: "Your martial arts are so good, why don't you fight back?"

Zhang Xiaoji said with a bitter face: "Miss County Lord, the small one is only beaten, how dare you ...... Where do you dare to ......"

The four girls of Shenyu drank and asked, "Say, who did you learn your martial arts from?"

Zhang Xiaoji said: "This ...... Princess...... I...... I ......"

Han Yan made a face to the four girls and said in a low voice: "This is our internal matter, it is not appropriate to interrogate here, let's go home and torture him again." ”

Sijudao: "Yes, county lord." ”

When Quan Jiutian and Sima Qingshan saw this scene, they both shook their heads secretly.

After all, Baoguang is one of the four great monks of Shaolin Temple, the profundity of the skill is pure and upright, only second to the abbot Baoxiang, a finger Zen is a well-known martial arts stunt, a finger pokes out, like a sharp sword and spear, invincible. Zhao Bobo's soft sword touched his true qi several times, the internal force was turbid, and his arm was numb, if it weren't for the soft sword being soft and tough, it was a supreme weapon, but I was afraid that it would have been broken into two. But Zhao Bobo's kung fu is a strange person in the Persian country to teach, the number of martial arts is strange and strange, another way, in addition to the subtlety is more elegant, the sword and body are coordinated, the sword attack and body avoid, when attacking like an eagle falcon rushing to the sky, avoiding the place if the sea is ebbing, and refusing to retreat and admit defeat.

Zhao Bobo has come from the east and has killed dozens of martial arts masters in the Central Plains, and her swordsmanship has already made the black and white Dao of the rivers and lakes tremble. This time she met a strong enemy, fought with all her strength, the filament sword flew in the air, and the heroes did not know that she had fallen into the wind, and everyone was shocked when they were unable to hold their tongues.

Fang Shouyi saw that Bao Xiang was standing beside him, so he walked out a few zhang to the side, and Bao Xiang followed him like a shadow, and immediately followed. Fang Shouyi changed several places one after another, and Bao Xiang always followed quietly. Fang Shouyi said: "Hey, what's the matter with you? Why do you keep following others?"

Bao Xiang said: "Amitabha, the sword qi on the stage is rampant, the old man is protecting the donor, and the donor has misunderstood." ”

Fang Shouyi said: "My face is so thick-skinned, what kind of person is my fresh clothes and angry horses in the world, how can I be protected by shameless villains, jokes, jokes, hahaha!" suddenly laughed loudly.

Bao Xiang's face turned blue in an instant, and his eyes shot a fierce gaze like a hungry wolf, but he disappeared without a trace in an instant, and said, "Such an old man has retired." He retreated, confirming in his heart that the person who eavesdropped that night must be this young man.

Han Yan beckoned: "The surname Fang, come here, let's protect you." ”

Fang Shouyi said: "Bah, what protection do I want?" But Shi was in danger several times, and saw that there was a lot of malice in Baoxiang's eyes, and he was really a little timid in his heart, but if he wanted to get off the high platform, he would not dare. At present, only Han Yan's side is the safest, but when she is full of words, how can she be embarrassed? With a roll of his eyes, he had a clever plan, and shouted: "Aha, Brother Zhang, you are here too." Hello!" strode over, pretending to be an old friend who was very affectionate, and patted Zhang Xiaoji on the shoulder with a grin.

Unexpectedly, her slap happened to be on Zhang Xiaoji's injured left shoulder, Zhang Xiaoji sighed, her face showed pain, and said, "Okay, good, you're okay!"

Han Yan smiled slightly, and said in her heart: "This is good, the quasi-flower slave and the flower slave will make friends first, this kid is very smart!"

Gua'er had already climbed onto the high platform and said happily: "Childe, childe!" grabbed the sleeve of Fang Shouyi, and was extremely happy.

Fang Shouyi coughed and said, "Gua'er, you stand by my side, and I will protect you." Although he was already under the protection of the Hundred Flowers Gate, he still did not admit defeat on his mouth.

Quan Jiutian and Sima Qingyi saw Fang Shouyi walking into the Baihuamen people, and they no longer stopped them.

In the midst of Yan Santai's fierce battle, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Bobo's downfall, and suddenly let out a long roar: "Everyone, be careful!" Suddenly, thousands of heroes on the evil suppression platform felt a white light flash in front of their eyes. When he looked at the stage again, Yan Santai already had a strange knife in his hand. The blade is snow-white and clear, like transparent, waving it, like a pool of clear water, and like a mirror that can reflect on all sides, and the eyes of the people facing it are all dazzled. Sima Qingshan's treasures were all in their hearts: "The knife of the knife idiot!"

Yan Santai had a knife in his hand, and he was immediately brave, and the knife light rotated, like a flywheel. Bao Zhen, Impure, Lian, Bei, and Jiang were all white in front of them for a moment, and they couldn't see the figure of the opponent. Yan Santai slashed five knives in a row, and after five knives, the white shadow shook slightly, and he had escaped from the encirclement. With a long roar, the sword was like a rainbow, and it slashed at the back of Baoguang's neck a few feet away.

Yan Santai shot with five knives, and the five Baozhen suddenly felt the cold wind and their bodies, and under the shock, Qi Piao retreated. The golden blade blew by, and each of the five was wounded. A blood mark was scratched on Baozhen's fist, the impure Zen staff was broken into two, Jiang Canglang was stabbed on his wrist, Bei Xizhou's hair was cut down, sleet fluttered, Lian Ningyun was the most seriously injured, his right calf was cut a seven-inch-long wound, and after landing, his right leg could no longer stand. Yan Santai injured five masters in a row, although it was a surprising victory, but thousands of heroes, no one was shocked, stunned, and felt incredible.