A swordsman who really knows how to fight will know when to give up the long sword in his hand to change the opportunity to win.

Jia Lao is such a swordsman, he knew that Feng Qingyun locked the route of his sword, and deliberately used internal force to shake out the sword body and absorb Feng Qingyun's skills, but he pinched a finger sword in his right hand and pounced sideways at Feng Qingyun's lower plate.

Feng Qingyun saw through Jia Lao's intentions in an instant, although the tactics of these two splits were good, it was a pity that Jia Lao still underestimated Feng Qingyun's speed.

Seeing Jia Lao's sword rushing towards his front door, Feng Qingyun lightly moved his feet and rose into the air upwards, his right foot swept quickly in the air, accurately mentioned the sword body, and directly kicked the sword back to Jia Lao's direction.

"The sword will return you!"

At this moment, Jia Laoben had already pounced on Feng Qingyun's lower plate, but Feng Qingyun's leap into the air immediately made him pounce, and not only that, but he also kicked back his sword.

In desperation, Jia Lao could only withdraw his attack, and his left hand made a clever move in mid-air, holding the sword that flew back, but this time he just took back the sword, and looked up from the corner of his eye, but found that Feng Qingyun in mid-air had ten fingers on both hands, and he aimed at himself condescendingly, and shouted in his mouth:

"Look at my tricks, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

When Na Jia Lao heard this, he was immediately shocked, the sword qi of this Dao before was exhausted by himself, and at this moment, this little Daoist obviously made a trick.

Return ten thousand swords?

Isn't this poking yourself into a hornet's nest!

How can he think about it, the strong desire to survive made Jia Lao raise the sword in his hand to protect his face, and the internal energy in the meridians churned, and the body protection cloth formed by Gang Qi was instantly condensed all over the body, and it rolled to the ground.

It's just that after rolling around twice, Jia Lao felt that something was wrong, there was no feeling of sword qi hitting his body, and he didn't hear the sound of sword qi breaking through the air in his ears.

After a while, Jia Lao stopped his figure and looked up, Feng Qingyun over there had already crossed his hands on his hips, and he was standing on the other end for a long time, looking at himself with a mocking expression.

"Stinky boy, you lied to me!"

"Hahaha, you believe it when I shout that ten thousand swords return to the sect, and you will tell me ten thousand sword qi. Feng Qingyun leaned back and closed with a smile, and replied with a big grin.

At this moment, the spectators on the sidelines laughed when they saw Jia Lao rolling on the ground in embarrassment, covered with dust.

Just look at Jia Lao's usual likes to dress himself up very luxuriously, you know that he is actually a person who pays great attention to his appearance, and at this moment, this ridiculous voice reached Jia Lao's ears, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Embarrassed and indignant, he swung the sword in his hand, bowed his waist and swooped forward, like a wild wolf that pounced on people, with a sharp wind-breaking sword, directly killing in front of Feng Qingyun.

At this moment in the battle, Feng Qingyun's spirit gradually became excited, and his confident eyes looked at the ever-expanding sword shadow in his pupils, and that mysterious feeling seemed to appear in his mind again.

In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to become solidified, and Feng Qingyun's eyes scanned for a week.

Outside the camp, an agitated guard was scolding, saliva splashing in the air.

Jia Lao in front of him stepped on a burst of yellow dust under his feet during the sprint, and even a passing ladybug on the ground was shaken by this rush and flew up.

Jia Lao pointed to his sword shadow, which seemed to draw a clockwise circle, and every place where he stopped was facing his left shoulder.

This scene, like a close-up in slow motion, came into his eyes, and Feng Qingyun felt that in this almost frozen world, Jia Lao's whole body was almost full of flaws.

The right hand was raised too high, revealing the gap under the armpit, and the left hand was unintentionally raised between the attacks, unable to protect the sheep intestine bubble around the waist, and even some right-leaning bodies during the march exposed the entire left leg.

This time with a flash of inspiration, Feng Qingyun was not as panicked as before, when he was immersed in this feeling, he clearly guided the true qi in his body, flowing quickly along the meridians of his hands, a sense of power that was racing on the highway, roaring in his body.

With his hands crossed up and down, the ten fingertips spit out the qi, and the invisible sword gang condensed by the nine true qi took shape in the blink of an eye, and with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, the nine sword qi rushed out.

It turned into nine in the air, or meandering, or thin and sharp, or twisting and turning, or cascading strange tracks, and at the same time pointed at several elusive flaws in Jia Laozhou's body.

Jia Lao only felt that his whole body was swept by a strange spiritual power first, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he only saw that the air left nine invisible trajectories, and his heart was shocked, and the next moment, the sharp and fierce sword qi had already hit several vital parts of his body at the same time.

"It's a hell that this kid can shoot nine swords at the same time. ”

At this moment of life and death, Jia Lao could only suppress the shock in his heart, such a close distance, there was no time to dodge, this would be done, and he could only twist his body in a short time, and the long sword in his hand quickly pulled up a sword flower, and the sword body carried an oblique skill, just blocking the two sword gangs that were rushing towards the door in front of him.

Although he tried his best to block two moves, the rest of the sword qi still hit Jia Lao's body fiercely, and a sharp Shaoze sword qi, like a thin utility knife, instantly cut Jia Lao's armpit, raising a blood flower.

A sun sword qi, like a rainbow setting sun, domineering and infinite, slammed into Jia Lao's left leg, although it failed to break through his protective body qi in one fell swoop, and the powerful power of the sword qi, it directly shattered a trace of leg bones, making Jia Lao only feel a sharp pain under his feet.

Several other sword gangs stabbed Jia Lao's body protection qi, and between the two contacts, there was a burst of firecracker explosion-like sounds, and the energy on the sword gang frantically opposed the body protection gangqi, and the fierce impact force brought by the sword qi shot directly pushed Jia Lao's body upside down and flew out.

Although he suffered a big loss with one move, the body protection armor in the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm blocked most of the lethality after all, and the remaining little skin injury was not enough to affect Jia Lao's combat effectiveness.

At this moment, Jia Lao secretly sighed in his heart, glad that he had finally blocked the attack of this round of landslide and tsunami, and between flying backwards, his right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, almost half of his ankle was inserted into the ground, and his body was like a long bamboo pole, bent up in the wind, almost sticking to the edge of the lime circle, and stopped his body in thrill.

As soon as he stood up straight, Jia Lao glared back viciously, but found that Feng Qingyun on the other end actually bowed to himself with both hands, and said with a smile on his face:

"Jia Lao, this game is admitted, hahaha. ”

Hearing this, Jia Lao's face suddenly turned pale, and an ominous premonition came to his heart, almost subconsciously twisting his waist and limbs, looking down and looking at it suddenly, just at this look, his heart was immediately discouraged.

The sheep intestinal bubble on his waist was poked open a small hole at some point, and he was already deflated.

At the moment when Jia Lao panicked, Feng Qingyun came from the sky again, and accurately hit Jia Lao's sword-holding wrist, this sword qi obviously left a little strength, but his wrist hurt, and he actually let go of the sword in his hand in an instant.

Feng Qingyun's figure was like a ghost, almost clinging to the ground and flashing forward, snatching the sword in mid-air, his body was like a flying flotsam in the wind, and he flew out again, flashing to the edge of the camp while living:

"I laughed at the lottery in this second game. ”

Jia Lao was ashamed and angry for a while, and wanted to catch up, but in a hurry, he couldn't say any suitable reason for a while, and he was willing to gamble and lose, unless he and the young sect master of Qualle brought the people and horses of the Bihu Sect today, completely shameless, and directly killed this caravan, or this sword, it seems that it will not be able to get it back.

Feng Qingyun also knew this deeply, so he boldly attacked and took the sword directly, and also regretted it afterwards, at this moment he was already holding the sword high, facing a kind of businessman on the edge of the camp, and he showed off in a stinky and shameless manner.

"You see that my sword mana is overwhelming the opponent, are you surprised, are you not surprised?"

"I Feng Qingyun is in the Lingnan rivers and lakes, and I am known as the little fairy in the sword, which is not a wasted name. ”

"Look at the sword in my hand, this sword body, this craftsmanship, this gorgeous decoration, what a divine weapon. ”

The group of businessmen outside the camp were all depressed, if it weren't for the fence at this moment, they really wanted to rush in and strangle Feng Qingyun.

They all bought bets one by one, but they never expected that in just such a moment, the always domineering Qualer side had lost two games in a row, which was a silver tael for nothing.

At this moment, except for a few businessmen who were still quite confident, they were still politely praising Feng Qingyun for a few words, and the other businessmen were all cursing Qualle and his party in a low voice.

"What a young sect master, I think it's just a straw bag, and the ones raised by his subordinates are all straw bales, which will cause Lao Tzu to lose money, I'll bah. ”

"That's it, that Jia Lao also said that he is a peerless swordsman, and he can't even fight a little boy today, he is really old and useless. ”

"I think that the Five Poisons Sect is usually a paper tiger, this is usually fierce and vicious, if you really want to fight, this martial arts is also very loose. ”

At this time, Qualer had already lost his mind in anger, stood up suddenly, and slapped his right hand on the bench under him, and the entire bench instantly shattered, exploding the sawdust in the sky.

His eyes were full of bloodshots, his whole body trembled with anger, he raised his right hand and pointed at Feng Qingyun viciously, and shouted loudly:

"I said before, no matter if you win or lose, you have to compete three times in a row, what Feng Shaoxia said is not a word!"

Feng Qingyun turned his head, glanced at the angry young sect master of Qual, smiled faintly, and flicked the long sword in his hand lightly with his fingers, and said:

"Naturally, it's a calculation, what does the young sect master want to do?"