The clouds are several zhang deep, the fog sticks to the brocade robe, and the words and stands beside the cliff behind the patriarch's hall, as if the immortals who have fallen into the world are independent by nothing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info She didn't take the old Dao Gu on the other side to heart at all, for Yan He, her vision has long gone beyond the individual, and what she is looking at is the whole world.

An Yiru naturally noticed the contempt of the other party, she has always been praised for her beauty, how can she tolerate such an insult. The man she likes is actually entangled with a man, paranoid like her, and the killing intent in her heart is already cold, as if she has accumulated a cold wind that is whistling back and forth for several nine.

Holding the white-clothed folding fan, Yan He naturally knew what was hidden in the folding fan. Although she didn't think that she would lose to that old Dao girl, the meaning of using the white-clothed blade to win her was different.

Sideways retreat, watching three delicate and extraordinary funeral flower needles pass in front of him, his words and face were fearless. She had learned about the information about this old Dao Gu in advance, and naturally knew the three signature martial arts of this old Dao Gu, "Burial Flower Needle", "You Tan Xiang" and "Dang Yun Duel".

"Funeral Flower Needle" is the first, the technique is changeable, most of the five shoots out together, like the five petals of the flower, most of the recruits are cheeks, the needle is highly poisonous, and the middle is immediately killed, so it is called "Funeral Flower Needle". Yanhe has reached the peak of light body kung fu, and he is good at listening to sound and distinguishing position, so he can easily avoid this kind of "hidden weapon". Besides, Yanhe won't give her a chance to shoot a hidden weapon again.

The figure of Pian Ran leaned forward, and almost in the blink of an eye, Yan He had already appeared in front of An Yiru, and the folding fan in his palm was just against the soft sword that An Yiru pulled out from his waist.

Did she change her blade? Or was this the blade she pressed at the bottom of the box?

The doubts in Yanhe's eyes flashed, and she moved faster than her own thoughts. Holding the folding fan in the palm of her right hand, she suddenly turned and knocked An Yiru's sword-holding wrist upward, while her upper body was a steady iron bridge, quickly avoiding the soft sword blade that flew out.

Taking advantage of the gap between the soft sword flying out, Yan He's waist suddenly exerted force, and his well-proportioned and powerful thigh flicked upward, followed by the wrist hit by the folding fan just now, and kicked away the soft sword in An Yiru's palm. Then, with both hands on the ground, Yan He immediately avoided the "funeral flower needle" issued by An Yiru with his left hand with a beautiful somersault, and landed firmly in front of An Yiru.

Fell to the ground lightly, looking at An Yiru, who did not pick up the soft sword, but put on a posture with both palms together, Yan He felt a little strange. Why didn't the other party use the same signature martial arts except for the funeral flower needle, but instead used this kind of martial arts that was not very proficient.

But for Yanhe, the temptation just now is indeed a little dangerous. Originally, according to Yanhe's idea, the other party should be able to suppress her speed with profound internal cultivation, but the other party's surprise weapon was indeed something she didn't expect. In this way, the details of the other party are becoming more and more elusive, which is not good.

After a little hesitation, Yan He did not give up the idea of preemptively, her internal strength is not as deep as the other party, this is her weakness, after all, the Taoist internal strength method probably requires a long time of accumulation, although Zhongzheng is peaceful, don't worry about going crazy, but to practice to the fullest, it also takes years of tempering.

With the folding fan in his hand, Yan He started with the true swordsmanship, wanting to suppress the other party with his own speed. The true swordsmanship is known for its subtle changes, and it should be enough to deal with the opponent's endless small methods.

Glimpsing Yanhe's figure approaching rapidly, An Yiru did not dodge or dodge, and his palms standing side by side slammed into each other, as if the prosperity was falling, and the moon was caged and the stars were gone. It wasn't that she was unwilling to suppress Yanhe with her internal qi cultivation before, but because the internal qi she had lost by helping Bai Yi penetrate the meridians had not been fully recovered, she had to use some means to disrupt Yanhe's judgment.

Hidden incense in the palm of his hand, Yan He immediately reacted, the other party did not use it, but hid it in the move. Just like a hidden flower at the bottom of the leaf, only by opening the leaf can you see the red flower under the leaf. Knowing this, Yan He suddenly stopped, changed his center of gravity in a moment, and with a light drift to avoid the exchange of palms, he came to An Yiru's side.

The folding fan in her palm shook suddenly, turning into a dragon-like phantom, and in an instant, it swam to An Yiru's left shoulder. Yanhe's swordsmanship is not only a true swordsmanship, so many years, she has seen many swordsmanship, almost every swordsmanship she has seen has been inadvertently stolen by her a few hands, this sword "You Longyin" is one of them.

However, the swimming dragon was suddenly pinched by a jade hand that should not appear at this time, and it was not allowed to move an inch. Yan He was shocked, and when she looked at it, it turned out that An Yiru had deliberately left a flaw before, and she had long known that Yan He would definitely catch this flaw, so she was able to protect her left shoulder in time.

In all fairness, she would never let go of the folding fan, otherwise what would be the point of her winning. However, in the face of An Yiru's palm that hid "Youtanxiang", Yanhe also knew that he couldn't hard-connect. Since the other party is known as "Youtanhua", this kind of poison is naturally her killer weapon, and if she takes it hard, the gains outweigh the losses.

calmed down her stunnedness, a trace of firmness flashed in Yanhe's eyes, she wouldn't just give up. The right hand holding the folding fan suddenly let go, and the five fingers of Yan He's right hand flicked, as if the spider that had been locked all the time, with the folding fan as a support, suddenly jumped onto the back of An Yiru's right hand who caught the folding fan.

An Yiru naturally didn't expect this change, but when she turned her palm and hit Yan He's right hand, that hand suddenly shrank back, which was a false move. What was really hidden behind this false trick was that Yan He caught the left hand that fell the folding fan, twisted the mechanism of the folding fan handle, and the fan bone that was set on the outside immediately shot out, hitting An Yiru's waist eye.

With the moment when An Yiru's body suddenly stiffened, the right hand of Yan He, which was originally used as a false move, suddenly turned virtual and real, and his fingers were anxious, and he fixed the acupoint of this "excellent epiphany".

This thrilling competition finally decided the outcome of the battle, Yan He didn't intend to kill the other party, but looking at An Yiru's miserable look on her face, I'm afraid that this defeat was more painful for her than death.

At this time, the funeral flowers fell, and there was no one to rely on since.