Chapter 52: Good Moves

The swordsman who had black hair ten years ago and only a few remaining ten years later is holding a dead wood at this moment, but it is like holding a divine weapon, whether it is the edge or the eyes, it is sharp and terrifying.

The one-eyed beggar at the entrance of the cave picked up the stick of beating the dog from the edge of the cave, danced a stick slightly, and grinned: "My swordsmanship, there are few people in the world who can live a few tricks, I don't bully juniors like you." I have been practicing this stick method for three or four years, and I don't have any fancy names, I usually call it a dog, and occasionally I use it to fight a monkey. ”

Jian Wuzheng frowned and shook his head: "No." ”

said that he didn't need to, but the agile skills he practiced in the rivers and lakes and the dead people rushed forward suddenly, and he stabbed the opponent in the chest with a sword first.

The beggar waited for him to rush forward, bent his legs slightly, and made the tiger and tiger dance of the wooden stick, and the dead branch just arrived, and swept it, and then stabbed it with the tail of the stick, if the stab was strong, the sword was also a backwards and vomited blood.

It's just that although this sword has not fought for a few years, when he was looking for a woman, he didn't have less contact with those masters who made sticks, and after this one swept, he knew that the next step was a stick tail stab.

Although the withered branch was slightly off, the man also followed the sword and avoided the blow of the surprise attack.

The beggar seems to have no difference in the sword to avoid this stick, which is no wonder, after all, when he met in this mountain for ten years, this person had good internal strength and swordsmanship, and it was no accident that he could dodge the stick that he did not do his best after ten years.

On the side, the two brothers of the Xue family couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat when they watched these two people come and go. Engong's internal strength, they have seen it, how terrible it is for this person who was able to take away his daughter from Engong's house ten years ago, and now he can fight with Engong with a stick and even have the upper hand.

Xue Meng gently rubbed his chest and gasped, grinning at the same time: "Brother, I can see such a master duel, I didn't suffer in vain this time." ”

As soon as the words fell, a piece of gravel suddenly shot from the other end, if it weren't for Xue Yong's best efforts to swing the strongest knife in his life, he would almost not be able to stop the strength of this stone.

It's just that although the stone blocked the younger brother's knife, it also rolled a piece of the boss's blade, and looking at that appearance, it should only be able to return to the furnace.

Xue Yong smiled bitterly and pulled his younger brother back a few steps towards the entrance of the cave behind him. The gods fought, and they were still far away, and it was a fatal danger to be affected.

The beggar deliberately used a stick to pick up the stone, just so that the bald man could be slightly distracted, who would have thought that the bald man didn't seem to care about the life or death of the two people at all, let alone stop it, and even the sword momentum was not messed up in the slightest.

This temptation naturally revealed that these two people were just passers-by who met in Pingshui. Naturally, beggars will no longer embarrass them.

The sword momentum of the sword is also a big open and closed road, pay attention to an indomitable momentum, there was nothing before, the beggar even had a slight upper hand, and when the sword Wuzheng gradually warmed up the blood, the sword momentum was fierce for a while, and the momentum was even more like snow.

Seventeen swords in a row, and the last eighteenth form was like a galaxy pouring down, slamming into the stick in the beggar's hand. The beggar trembled, his face was slightly red, and it was obviously difficult to take this trick. But in any case, this trick was eaten.

The beggar bared his teeth and smiled: "Good move!"