[The seventy-first year of the Great Qiankang Dynasty, April 16, noon, Xufu Back Garden]

Zhu Leyun lifted the long sword in his hand to Yao Zibei's neck slightly, and was about to wipe it off in front of her neck, Hu Yiyi's hair was already scattered, her clothes were torn, and her appearance was embarrassed, and at this time, she was even more like a madman, shouting:

"Don't!"

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the air, and a long sword rose out of nowhere, and the blade of the sword pointed obliquely, with the sound of breaking the sky, and slashed straight at the top of Zhu Leyun's head!

Zhu Leyun was concentrating on dealing with Hu Yiyi, and when he saw the long sword flying in the air, he was immediately frightened, and the long sword in his hand abandoned Yao Zibei, went up horizontally, and protected the top of his head.

Unexpectedly, the flying long sword did not intersect with the long sword in Zhu Leyun's hand, and after passing over the top of Zhu Leyun's head, it turned around and stabbed him in the back again. Zhu Leyun immediately took three steps forward, and swung his sword in his right hand at the top of his head.

The flying sword seemed to be deliberately driving away Zhu Leyun, and did not fight with him, nor did he hand out a killing move, the flying sword was about to reach a foot in front of Zhu Leyun, and suddenly returned to the air, after a whirlwind, the long sword pointed downward, and looked at Zhu Leyun's back, so after three or four moves, Zhu Leyun had been forced to stay away from Yao Zibei.

Obviously, Zhu Leyun seems to have never encountered an opponent who can fly the sword in the air, he is on the ground at the moment, and he still doesn't know who the person who is the flying sword is......

Hu Yiyi hurriedly rushed to the back door, and helped Yao Zibei, who was about to fall to the ground, her right hand gently stroked Yao Zibei's lower abdomen "Shimen", "Guan Yuan", "Shuidao" and other acupoints, a mixed Yuan true qi, slowly seeped into Yao Zibei's Ren vein points from between her palms, and finally made Yao Zibei's lower abdomen a burst of acute pain, temporarily relieved.

At this time, Zhu Le Yunwu was dazed by the flying sword and didn't know why. But Hu Yiyi saw clearly that the person who made the flying sword was standing on the wall in the wind, and it was a young woman dressed in snow-white clothes.

Hu Yiyi only glanced at the woman, and she already recognized that she was Yiqing, who had fought with her in the Hazelling House in the past.

Hu Yiyi bowed to Yiqing from afar, her eyes were full of gratitude, and she whispered: "Thank you Sister Yiqing!" However, the two are far apart, and her words may only be heard by her and Yao Zibei.

After Hu Yiyi left Gu Caixiang, there was only a situation in which Shu Hatian was left to support alone, and Shu Hatian was immediately in danger, and he was miserable in his heart. Who knows, the pipe pond with a sledgehammer in his hand, seeing that Zhu Leyun actually went to deal with a weak woman and tried to take her hostage, he suddenly felt unhappy in his heart, he couldn't help but say, so he just jumped out of the battle group and let Gu Caixiang fight with Shu Hattian alone.

"Tang Tietou, what the hell are you doing?" Gu Caixiang's spear stabbed forward hard, but when he saw Guan Tang Gu jumping out of the battle group, he panicked and hurriedly asked.

"Nothing, I look at them!"

Guan Tang pointed to the front, where there were two masters of martial arts in the world, and the battle was in full swing......

Gu Cai Xiang also jumped away, jumped away from Shu Hatian, and said:

"Stop! Shu Zhangqi, why don't we look at them together!"

Shu hattian smiled, and said in his heart that you are well-behaved, seeing that one person can't fight me, he simply watched the battle together. But after all, he fought more than 200 moves, and he also wanted to rest for a while at this time. He also put away the short knife, turned his head to look, and saw that six zhang away from his side, his second brother Lu Huoli and Cheng Wanli had already killed inseparable.

At this time, Lu Huoli peeked at it and saw Yuan Tiangang behind him, holding a magic weapon in his hand, as if he would cast a powerful spell to subdue demons and subdue demons at any time. He thought to himself that with today's situation, if he could not win a quick battle, he would inevitably lose. It was because he was anxious in his heart, and the frost sword in his hand was even more non-stop, and the long sword was sometimes like a dragon going out to sea, and sometimes it was as fierce as a hungry tiger going down the mountain.

It's just that in less than a moment, the two have fought more than 70 moves. Since Lu Huoli founded the thirty-six style "Flowing Frost Sword Technique", he has rarely finished using people, but this time, he fought against Cheng Wanli, and he has already made this set of swordsmanship twice in a row!

He went from front to back, back to front, after using all this set of swordsmanship, and then used it again, only to feel that the true qi in the sea of qi flowed out, the long sword waved, the sword moves became more and more urgent, and the sword momentum became more and more fierce, and after the fight, he had forgotten who else was beside him, only to feel that the true qi in his chest was agitated, and the long sword was free to swing, and the end was hearty!16 Reading

Cheng Wanli relied on his life's stunt "Tibetan Wind Seven Styles", turning over and over, it was these seven swordsmanship that fought endlessly with Lu Huoli.

Although Cheng Wanli has a thin-edged long knife in his hand, what he uses is swordsmanship. Just because he has served in the Great Cadre Army, he feels that the long sword is not powerful enough, so he is looking for a master of knife making, and he has made a long knife about four and a half feet long and about one and a half inches wide for himself. However, he has been learning since he was a child, but it is a subtle swordsmanship. This "Tibetan Wind Seven Styles" is a self-created creation after he became famous, integrating the famous swordsmanship of his predecessors, simplifying the complex. Although there are only seven swordsmanship before and after the Tibetan style seven styles, each time you make a move, there are different changes, and when you face the enemy on the spot, you can often give birth to the corresponding changes according to the different moves of the opponent. Yes, this Tibetan style of seven styles, seemingly simple and simple, in fact, there are thousands of changes, endless moves, although there are only seven moves in total, but in the face of the enemy's battle, it can be simplified and complex, giving birth to endless changes.

At this moment, Cheng Wanli used a sword as a sword, and his moves were clumsy, and he was not afraid at all against Lu Huoli's powerful and exquisite Flowing Frost Long Sword!

In the blink of an eye, another moment of light passed, and the two had fought for more than 100 rounds before they knew it......

The two of them admired each other, and each made a move with all their might, showing the mastery of their lives, but they didn't realize it, at this moment, in the back garden of the Xu Mansion, the rest of the people had stopped fighting and were looking at them together.

Not only Gu Caixiang, Guan Tang, and Shu Hatian had already stopped fighting and were bent on watching the battle, but even Zhu Wuneng and Zhang Muye had stopped fighting at some point, and the two sides had withdrawn from the battle circle, and they were all staring at Cheng and Lu fighting.

And that Luan Yi Si Qianhu Zhu Leyun was forced by Yiqing's flying sword to the corner of the back garden. Yiqing's imperial envoy flying sword flew around in front of his eyes, so frightened that he paused again and again, as if he was begging for mercy from the "master" in the sky, Yiqing only then accepted the sword technique, and let go of Zhu Leyun. After Zhu Qianhu came back to his senses slightly, he finally saw that the person who almost killed him with the flying sword of the imperial envoy was actually a woman in white standing on the wall. Seeing that there was such a subtle sword technique in the world, he was both envious and ashamed in his heart, so he no longer dared to go to trouble Hu Yiyi and Yao Zibei, so he simply hid in the corner of the wall like others, watching the battle.

Nangong Buyu and Mao Jiaojiao were already fighting inseparably, and they were very bored, and when they saw that they couldn't hurt each other, they simply jumped out of the circle together, put away the blades in their hands, and turned their heads to look at Cheng and Lu.

Hu Yiyi helped Yao Zibei to lean against the back door, with real power in her right palm, and slowly stroked Yao Zibei's belly and abdomen, helping Yao Zibei relieve her pain, and at the same time her eyes looked at the people in the back garden......

At this time, everyone saw Lu Huoli and Cheng Wanli, one was long and thin, the other was slightly short and stocky, one had white hair dancing in the wind, one had a short beard, one held a five-foot frost sword, and the other held a four-foot thin-bladed knife! The frost sword was as agile as a dragon soaring into the sky, and the thin-bladed knife was swift and swift as a strong wind!

After the two of them fought to two hundred moves, Lu Huoli carried a cold frost sword qi with each sword, and the sword qi became more and more vigorous, gathering more and more, and it had already wrapped himself and Cheng Wanli. Under the frost sword qi flying in the sky, the ground under the feet of the two of them was already covered with a layer of white frost. Under the cold sword aura, the flowers and plants beside the two of them were all frozen and withered......

On April 16th, the spring is just right, the earth is windy and sunny, and the surrounding flowers and plants are luxuriant, but in this Xufu back garden, the two of them are beside each other, but it is already a picture of ice and snow!

At this time, Cheng Wanli was not afraid of Lu Huo's cold and biting frost sword qi. He waved the long knife in his right hand, and the Tibetan Wind Seven Styles changed his moves repeatedly, rising and falling suddenly, up and down, and fighting with the Flowing Frost Sword endlessly, but his left palm was even lucky, and he continued to palm out towards the landing fire from his body. His internal strength is heavy, his palm is fast, the palm wind is like a flame, the front palm is followed by the back palm, and wherever the real power goes, a stream of frost in front of him will collapse when it touches it......

Most of the people in the back garden of the Xu Mansion are from the martial arts, and at this moment, they see the two great swordsmanship masters in the world, each with an endless stream of tricks, and the power is like earth-shattering, and the killing is already dark, but it is still difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser. In this hearty fight, they couldn't help but be fascinated and inexplicable, and later, they seemed to have forgotten why they came from......

Even Yi Qing, who was standing on the wall in the wind, couldn't help but secretly admire the exquisite swordsmanship of these two people.

And Yuan Tiangang, the Qin Tianjian who had been standing behind everyone, was not a martial artist after all, and he was not much interested in the wonderful swordsmanship duel between Lu Huoli and Cheng Wanli.

Yuan Tiangang secretly used spells, and after taking a closer look, he knew that there were at least four big demons on the field: fox, rat, deer, and cat. As a cultivator, he couldn't allow monsters to run rampant in the world, not to mention that he was still carrying the holy order of catching demons at this time. At this moment, he saw that even the chief of the forbidden army could not defeat the demons, how could he stand by and watch it any longer?

So, Yuan Tiangang threw his right hand, and the magic weapon "Tianlei Fu Demon Tower" in his hand immediately jumped into the air again, suddenly stopped, his left palm was facing up, and his right hand pointed at the pagoda, and the true recipe was recited in his mouth, seeing that a golden light was about to shoot out from the pagoda.

This "Heavenly Thunder Demon Tower" melts the true power of Taoism, once the golden light of the tower body shoots out, but all the body of the demon, if it is touched lightly, it will be repaired for a big loss, and if it is heavy, it will be severely damaged, and the original form will be shown on the spot!

Hu Yiyi stood by the back door from a distance, and when he saw Yuan Tiangang suddenly sacrifice a magic weapon, his heart suddenly became anxious!

It's over, I'm resting!