Bai Yi lowered his head slightly, glanced at the iron sword in his hand, and frowned slightly.

Without the blessing of the white-clothed spirit, it is not surprising that this simple iron sword, which is no different, is naturally difficult to resist the swift palm of a thousand enemies, and it ends up in such a broken in two.

It's just that this sword was given to him by Brother Sun, who opened an embroidery weapons shop in the north corner of the city when Wang Manxiu was parting in Pingshui County. This Wuhua iron sword not only accompanied Wang Manxiu all the way from Pingshui to this condensing forest, but also carried a piece of Pingshui edge that he formed in Pingshui County.

It's still not very pleasant to see it break in two.

Bai Yi closed his eyes slightly, leaned over and gently placed them on the messy ground.

Then, looking up at the beautiful woman in phoenix clothes, he glanced at the spirit jade dagger next to her brocade shoes, clenched his fists lightly, and carried the fortune in his body without moving, and quickly thought of the trick to break the enemy in his mind.

No, the trick to break the enemy, in fact, you don't have to think about it.

That style of [knocking on the king's court] is enough.

What we have to think about is where to find a long sword again, or why this beautiful woman has only injected the external breath that destroys her body, but the internal breath that cannot break the vein and snatch the soul, and how much strength is still hidden in this Fuliu, which is known as the 'Three Saints of a Hundred Years', the real 'Fujia Master'.

"Ahem. ”

Ten feet away, there was a clear cough.

The white clothes clenched their fists and waited for the battle.

Then I heard a melodious voice.

"Yu heard that you said to the old man of the Yin family, but you can kill Yu in one move?"

Wang Manxiu frowned and was stunned, staring at her heavenly face with a smile, and felt a little cold on his back.

Why...... What I said to my old gentleman at home will fall into her ears?

Fuliu, who was dressed in a phoenix robe, squinted his eyes, admiring the wrinkles that had been squeezed out between his eyebrows, and continued: "Let Yu guess, the killing move you want is the [Knock the King's Court], right?"

Wang Manxiu pursed the corners of his lips lightly and said, "So what?"

"Hehehe...... No, I just want to praise you for a sentence or two. Fuliu tilted his head slightly, closed his right eye, put on a rather sultry posture, and said softly: "You think well, with the realm where you have recovered all the ten successful powers now, this style [Knocking the King's Court] can be regarded as a killing move for Yu." It's just ......"

She paused for a moment and chuckled, "At this moment, when your hands are empty, how are you going to knock?"

Wang Manxiu took half a step forward, pursed his lips and said nothing, but clenched his fists tighter.

I saw Fuliu blink, suddenly stretched out his right arm behind him, and said softly, 'come'.

Then a black shadow broke through the rubble and fell into her hands.

She squinted at this peerless divine weapon for a few moments, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and suddenly shook her hand and threw it into the white clothes.

Wang Manxiu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the Qinghe sword that fell in front of him with his spare eyes, moved his foot slightly and touched it lightly, and looked at this phoenix-clothed beauty vigilantly, I don't know what his intentions were.

"Didn't you send a sword?" Fuliu opened his right eye, closed his left eye slightly, and said, "I borrowed it from you." ”

Wang Manxiu frowned slightly, the white clothes on his body slowly fluttered, and said coldly: "Are you looking for death?"

"That's up to you. Fuliu shrugged his shoulders lightly, spread his hands and smiled: "Don't think that if you have a sword in your hand, you can knock on the royal court." ”

After that, she opened her eyes, straightened her figure, clasped her palms at her sides, and the golden phoenix on her clothes seemed to spread its wings.

And Wang Manxiu didn't say anything more, took a breath, and stroked the hem of his upturned clothes.

Then I felt that there was silence between heaven and earth.

The feminine man who was covered in blood and was still breathing for a long time finally regained a trace of clarity after trying his best for dozens of breaths, and raised his head with difficulty, looking vaguely.

Look at the bright morning glow on the horizon and the clouds and mist slowly dissipating.

Look at the spring flowers in this courtyard for a while, and look at the autumn leaves outside the wall.

Look at the mess all over the place, there is a black and a white, ten feet apart.

Pingshui white clothes and a hundred years of three saints.

Suddenly, I heard thunder on the flat ground.

Tens of thousands of gravel flew sand and rocks, and the cold and murderous aura invaded the bone marrow.

There were two mighty spirits that suddenly burst out, and in an instant, everything in the heavens and the earth within a radius of thirty zhang was shattered!

The white clothes stared, and the Qinghe next to his feet immediately jumped to his palm, holding it horizontally in his hand, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Feng Yi raised the corners of his eyebrows lightly, his toes quickly exerted force, stepped through the stone slab half a foot, and his body swept straight towards the white clothes.

In its clear water-like pupils, although there is no strange light flickering, its pace speed is not inferior to the 'Meng Yue is the fastest' during the East Street competition that day - the reason for this is also because the fortune in Fuliu's body is too strong, even if he does not use the Qimen technique, just relying on the circulation of internal and external interests, he can already beat the Qimen heroes eight or nine times out of ten.

Seeing that Fuliu was approaching, Wang Manxiu locked his eyebrows slightly, immediately drew his sword out of the sheath, and slashed through the thorns with a Qinghe sword qi. Previously, he secretly touched Qinghe with his foot and injected his own external breath, just to suddenly control it with his anger, attack Fuliu by surprise, and directly end her life with a formula [Knock on the King's Court] - but unexpectedly, Fuliu had already seen through his calculations, but instead took advantage of the opportunity for him to perform Qimen Exercises at this time, and came directly.

As a result, Wang Manxiu, who had not yet had time to carry ten percent of the deed luck and failed to knock on the door with his left hand, could only retreat and cut out a Qinghe sword qi.

This Qinghe sword qi, although it remains to be verified whether it can really cut through the rice fields in the south of the Yangtze River with one sword, but when the feminine man held the sword before, he did cut out the wonder of 'the sword qi breaking through the dome and reaching dozens of feet into the sky'. And at this time, since he is a white-clothed sword with a bit more strength than the man in his body, the sword spirit that can be cut out is only more and less.

When the snow-white blade came into view, the cold sword qi burst out of the air and slashed towards the phoenix clothes.

Wherever Qing He's sword qi went, the messy rubble and remnants of the tiles suddenly turned into nothingness, and the originally rugged ground was instantly smooth and calm, just like the legendary rice fields in the south of the Yangtze River.

With such a fierce sword momentum, I am afraid that the Xuanshi who has stepped on the threshold of a hundred enemies will also have to smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away.

But when the beautiful woman in the phoenix clothes saw this scene, she only showed a smile.

I saw her holding her right hand in front of her, and gently exhaled a breath, and it was like this, and she hit the galloping sword qi with one palm.

The sword qi is the divine qi, the human palm is the flesh, and the fate of the two colliding agitated can be imagined.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise, and I saw that the Qinghe sword qi actually split into four paths at the moment when it took over with her, and it collapsed in all directions, and after each of them split a deep ravine on the ground, it dissipated and became invisible.

And the beautiful woman in the phoenix clothes in front of her is still as good as ever, and there is not a little dust on her body.

The breeze blew and lifted the green silk behind her, like a picture of heaven and man.