A sword, a giant sword, two daggers, sharp!

Sharp things are always easy to break, but when the three weapons are frequently clashed together, the dagger not only does not break, but emits a corresponding sound of a golden iron dragon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and when a person can make a dagger gallop like the wind and vicious like a snake, but repeatedly hit the bulky giant sword, it can only mean that the person who makes the giant sword is even more skilled.

Yes, this sword-wielding person is drunk, and the only one who can dance the wide "Juque" so chic and comfortable with one hand is drunk.

Under the slanting sun, he stood drunk and stood in place to move the giant gate forward and backward, seemingly dancing at will, but each time the two daggers hit the back of the wide sword, making a clanging metal clash sound. If you get closer, you can also see the dagger constantly sparking on Juque's sword, and the ghost-faced man holding the dagger moves strangely, almost like an afterimage.

In the past, not to mention one person, even dozens of people would have died in an instant under such a stormy attack. Although I can't see the true expression of the ghost-faced man at this moment, it is not difficult to guess from the increasingly fierce offensive that I am afraid that my heart is getting more and more anxious.

"Hmph, I don't want this drunkard to be so superb, it seems that the information is wrong. ”

The ghost-faced man thought about it like this, and naturally he couldn't see that he was drunk at the moment, and he was comfortable and calm on the surface, but secretly his heart was hanging by a thread. He and Zhuo Yuqing had already planned when they came out of the Suxin Palace, so they got drunk and came forward to attract the attention of the ghost-faced man, and Zhuo Yuqing went to the white falcon hovering alone to save people. And she's been gone for some time.

"Did you find a fork in the road, or something?"

It is taboo to be distracted in the battle of life and death, but he regards Zhuo Yuqing as too important to himself, so it is really difficult to focus on the enemy.

And that's not all. After the two of them came out, it would take half a pillar of incense to restart the Qingguang Great Array outside the hall, and they must not let the other party know about the temporary invalidation of Qingguang during this time.

And in the face of the corpse car that is getting closer and closer to the edge of the green light, the danger is imminent, that is, Zhuo Yuqing has not led everyone to appear under the drunken slope, and he suddenly made a decision with a little hesitation, and suddenly bowed down, blocking the giant que on his back and ignoring the sound of the jingling and clanging fire, and he burst into a shout of true anger, and the green clothes around him suddenly swayed, and there was no wind to hunt. The ghost-faced man was suddenly startled and immediately dodged to avoid the surging true qi, mistakenly thinking that there was a more powerful follow-up move, but he saw that the figure that was drunk without saying a word 'whoosh' flashed, and he had already strung up all the way to the corpse car in the distance.

One sword arrived, two swords returned to their positions, only three afterimages flashed in succession, and the twenty-one people who were pushing the cart had died violently in an instant!

This sword move was not unpleasant, but the ghost-faced man still smiled sadly through the bronze mask: "I heard that the cultivators of Kunlun Mountain are all superb, and they are really worthy of their reputation when they see it today, but unfortunately this undefeated legend will be rewritten by me today." ”

After the ghost-faced man finished saying this, he was entangled in the drunken again, and the attack was more fierce than before, and the masked people who had already assembled behind him were lining up, pressing towards the Suxin Hall behind the drunk, and halfway through, they took out the things similar to iron pills in their arms and threw them at the eaves in front of the main hall, like a group of children throwing stones and playing.

But even if you are drunk, you don't dare to underestimate the power of this "stone", and naturally you also know that these are firearms.

So even if he was drunk, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't dare to hesitate a little, but under the attack of a stormy sword, he turned to attack and swept a sword to open the ghost-faced man, and with a foot of his feet, he flew up and threw a giant in mid-air!

Without spinning around, I saw Juque fly out of his hand and draw a beautiful arc in mid-air, and he opened all the iron pills that attacked. Wherever Juque passed, the sound of explosions sounded one after another, as if it was as festive as a string of New Year firecrackers, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of saltpeter and sulfur.

And the drunken face was a little ugly, he put away the sword back in his hand, fell down and stood still, only then did he find a faint pain in his waist, and with one hand, a stream of purple blood stained the entire palm, it turned out that he was still stabbed in a hurry, and the ghost-faced man laughed proudly in his ears: "How does it feel?

Immediately drunk and carried Juque, and said with a loud laugh: "The incision is too thin, not enough to hurt the muscles and bones, just wash it with some good wine." ”

The ghost-faced man sneered a few times and didn't reply, but said, "Yes, the Taoist chief doesn't ask me how I can see that the blue light has failed?"

Immediately drunk put Juque in front of him, pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and said, "I don't want to know, but if you want to say, you can boil a pot of good wine and sit down and talk slowly." ”

Instant drunk naturally knew that the thin layer of wounds seemed to be fine on the surface, but in fact, the toxin had affected every pain nerve around him like a poisonous snake swimming, if it wasn't for the speed at which the toxin swam away with his true qi, he was afraid that the whole body around him would be invaded by this pain. He had to delay so that he could heal his wounds secretly, but the Ghostface also cooperated, "It's a pity that there is no alcohol here, why don't we make a bet?!"

Immediately drunk and said: "Oh? There are two things that this Taoist master is most proud of in his life, this drinking is the first, gambling money is the second, what do you want to bet on?

The ghost-faced man took a step forward and answered: "Kunlun Sword Immortal's hobby is really extraordinary, but today we don't bet on these mundane things, we bet on who is faster!"

Drunk laughed and said: "That's also fresh, what a gambling method, tell me quickly, this hero already has some skills!"

The ghost-faced man said leisurely: "Don't worry, God is fair to everyone, and no one is a fool, it's like you are healing in secret while you are talking, while I am waiting for something to be loaded." ”

Drunken was smiling, but stopped laughing when Ghostface slowly moved away and saw the object behind him. He saw a cannon with dragon patterns engraved on its body and a wooden box that knew what was inside without opening it!

From the previous thunder bombs to the current artillery, I can't help but think of a sect, that is the Tang Sect in Shuzhong! It's just that the rules of this Tang Sect are very strict, and it has always only cooperated with the imperial court, so where did the firearms on the other side come from?

The drunken expression became more and more solemn, and he slowly got up and jumped up straight, and the giant in front of him suddenly rose from the ground, floating and sinking in the air, and the seven star arrays on it faintly showed light blue stars. It was obvious that he had to deal with it seriously.

It wasn't until he leaned forward slightly that the ghost-faced man reminded: "Dao Chief, you might as well rush over and gamble to see if the Kunlun Imperial Sword Technique is fast, or the ammunition of my Yellow Dragon Cannon is faster, heh......"

The contemptuous and contemptuous laughter did not stop, and the sword light of Juque flashed, and the drunken sword had been rushing straight towards the artillery, and halfway through, he heard a bang, and his drunken eyes suddenly contracted, and under the electric light stone fire, he forcibly stopped castration and instantly rescued. The speed back and forth is like a flying shuttle.

I saw that the man with the sword was drunk, and he slid out a whirling arc in the air, and he galloped away after the cannonball that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

After half a breath, he grabbed Juque with both hands at the last moment, and struggled to block the air at the main gate of Suxin Palace, with a 'bang' explosion, there was a black mark on Juque's sword, and the drunken long sleeves were like rags, and his arms were already blurred with flesh and blood, and in addition, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and he had obviously suffered a lot of shock.

The ghost-faced man looked at the drunken figure from afar and slowly stood up, clapping his hands and exclaiming: "Wonderful! Quite exciting! The sword technique is indeed faster than this cannonball, but you will lose your life if you win the game!"

Ji Drunk didn't have time to reply at all, because all his thoughts were on the black muzzle of the cannon, and most of his true qi had already been depleted, so he had no choice but to withdraw the true qi that suppressed the toxin and let it flow, but his eyes were still fixed on the artillery.

As the cannon fuse was ignited again, although he wanted to destroy the cannon again, he thought about it, so he had to take a deep breath and take Juque into his palm, and wait.

He was originally a gambler, and he knew that if he fought for the danger of being hit by a cannonball, he could forcibly destroy the artillery once and for all, but he still didn't dare to gamble. Because he knew that even if only one cannonball hit Su Xin Temple, the consequences would be unimaginable. He didn't want to disappoint Zhuo Yuqing, let alone himself!

After a few breaths, the muzzle of the cannon flashed out, that is, he was drunk and moved, knowing that the true anger was not continuous, he still did not hesitate to fight hard.

one time

Two, three!

As the time passed, the artillery continued to roar, that is, the drunk will definitely come first, appearing somewhere in the air of the Suxin Hall to block the incoming cannonballs, and every time it is blocked, it is a flash of brilliance, if you look carefully, you can see that it is actually a Tai Chi pattern.

I don't know if it was after seven or eight strokes, the eyes of the masked people began to become horrified one after another, and they wondered in their hearts where the person in front of the hall was still a person? Although he was covered in blood, his skills were still undiminished, and in the face of repeated bombardments, he became more and more courageous, and Juque also drank blood and roared!

The ghost-faced man was frightened by the person who lit the fire on the side, and cut off his head with a sword, grabbed the torch and wanted to ignite the fuse himself, and as soon as he stepped forward, he suddenly felt a coercion falling from the sky for no reason, and immediately the whole body was terrified as if he had been electrified, and he hurriedly retreated without saying a word, and as soon as he left his front foot, he saw a thunderbolt suddenly split, and then dozens of thunderbolts swept around, not to mention the artillery in an instant, even if the surrounding masked faces were not waiting for a reaction to be hit into charcoal by the sudden Tianwei.

Why is there a lightning strike in the blue sky and white day?

The ghost-faced man dodged left and right and jumped to the top of a cliff rock, suddenly heard the sound of weapons hitting in the direction of the slope, and took a look, only to find that on the slope, a group of white-clothed women were forming a sword formation to resist the attacks of their subordinates, and then a woman sat on the ground, of course the ghost-faced man recognized this face, she was Zhuo Yuqing, the owner of Taisu Fang, so the answer was self-evident - it was she who cast the thunder spell on the "Taisu Xuanjing"!

As soon as I thought of "Taisu Xuanjing", I thought that my task was not completed, and I just wanted to fight hard, but who knew that the blessing was unparalleled, and the disaster was not a single line, and the sound of horns came from the river immediately after the destruction of the Huanglong artillery.

The ghost-faced man followed the prestige, but as far as his eye could see, he saw three eight-sail battleships of the same standard breaking through the fog and waves, speeding up. However, several flags on the hull of the ship are greatly embroidered with the word "leaf", which shows its extraordinary identity.

"It seems that the news has leaked. ”

The ghost-faced man hesitated again and again, and when he saw the messy ground, he finally said to the surviving masked people on the side: "Order, everyone will return to the main ship, and everything that can't be taken away will be destroyed by me!"

At the sound of an order, the subordinates conveyed one after another, and the masked men on the slope began to retreat in an orderly manner. And the ghost-faced man was not in a hurry to leave, he looked at the drunken man standing still like a bloody man, holding the double dagger with both hands, and rushed forward with all his strength. He knew that if he wanted to kill this man, now was the best chance.

Since Nayun took a group of Neifang sisters to support Mo Zhongqing and the three, the situation has improved, and the Neifang sisters practice the "Neon Dress Dance Array" diligently on weekdays, and today they finally have the opportunity to show their skills, but the long sleeves used on weekdays have been replaced by the long sword in their hands now, in the face of ten times the number of masked people, the Neifang sisters are fighting the same enemy step by step, as long as they dare to have a light attack on their formation, they will definitely make him blood splash three feet.

This gradually approached and met Zhuo Fang owner with a sword in each hand, from the cliff wall like a swallow homecoming rushed down, followed by a jump into the formation to replace Nayun for the formation of the eye, the sisters saw the owner of the workshop to come more morale, sword Lin waved down to the top of the cliff.

But when everyone approached the top of the cliff, they suddenly heard an explosion on it, and all the sisters were shocked, looked up, and vaguely saw a trick on the top of the cliff. Zhuo Yuqing was well-informed and knew that it was an artillery, and his mind turned sharply, and he withdrew from the formation to force his true qi, fighting his true qi to fight back, and he also had to forcibly use the technique of leading thunder.

And as the artillery was destroyed, in less than a moment, there was another horn sound by the river, until a large number of masked people fought and retreated towards the wooden bridge, Zhuo Yuqing led a group of disciples to rush to the top of the cliff with the support of Bai Suyi and Shu Yao.

When everyone came to the top of the cliff, they saw corpses all over the ground, and it was a mess. And under the fishy wind, the Suxin Hall is standing intact in front of you.

The sisters just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but they were shocked to find a bloody figure standing in the pile of corpses, but he was standing rather than relying on a giant sword to support his body.

Zhuo Yuqing's heart trembled violently, and she didn't know where she got the remaining strength, so she suddenly shook off Bai Suyi and Su Yao, who were supporting her, and flew towards the bloody man. When he came to the front, he saw that his eyes were closed, the entire Tsing Yi robe was dyed bright red, and the sticky corners of the cloth were even more blood beads "ticking" straight down.

Zhuo Yuqing saw that her whole body was cold, and then she was sad, and she covered her lips with one hand, and large tears fell in an instant like beads with broken threads.

"How can this be ......"

Zhuo Yuqing suddenly felt that her heart was cracked, and she stretched out her fingertips to touch but didn't dare to touch the motionless drunk, she was afraid that the drunkenness would dissipate like that ash when she touched it. Everyone rushed to the front of the two, and the disciples who didn't know the truth were surprised to see that the owner of the house, who usually acted in a dignified manner, was so out of shape.

But Shu Yao and Na Yun knew this drunkard, and Yu Bai Suyi and Mo Zhongqing were even more life-saving. And at this moment, seeing the heavenly instant drunk actually ended up in a miserable situation, no matter who it was, it was a shocking thing.

Mo Zhongqing looked at Qi Yanzhi as if asking for help, but Qi Yanzhi hadn't moved yet, but he was drunk, and his fingers trembled slightly, and then he saw that he opened his eyes slightly and saw the hazy shadow in front of him, he couldn't help but squeeze out a trace of strength, and said with a smile: "Cry a fart, this... Dao Ye cultivates to cover the world, this little injury... Be not worth mentioning. ”

Zhuo Yuqing not only did not stop her tears, but this sudden joy made her cry even more. On the side, Qi Yanzhi stepped forward and gently pressed and stroked the drunken up and down, until the pain made him grin, and then he broke into tears and smiled: "It hurts, it seems that it is really a small injury......

Before he finished speaking, he was drunk when he heard this, and shouted: "Yes, I'll just say that it's a small injury, and if you have to soak in the wine vat and sleep for a night, this injury will heal itself!" At the end, seeing that Zhuo Yuqing was sad, he had to wave his hand and bring up a fishy wind, Shi Ran said: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, this Dao master's wine vat is still in the Suxin Palace." ”

Although Su Yao didn't know why the owner cried so sadly, and she didn't know what kind of past she had with this drunkard, there were no more than three reasons why a woman cried for a man.

Thinking so, Shu Yao smiled knowingly. But this drunkard really didn't know what to do, and he was obviously seriously injured but still remembered to drink, not only that, but he also pushed the owner far away, knowing that she had never seen the owner cry to anyone. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be annoyed in my heart, and in a fit of anger, I pushed my drunken back, and just wanted to reprimand two sentences, but I didn't expect this drunkard to fall down as soon as he pushed, and he fell straight to the ground and couldn't get up again.

At this moment, Su Yao was so frightened that her face was pale, Zhuo Yuqing's expression changed and she hurriedly asked Qi Yanzhi to lean over to check, Qi Yanzhi took a little shot, and after a careful investigation, his face was rare and solemn, "...... Let's find a place for him to rest first. ”