Deadpool clasped his hands on his chest, his body turned, and he turned to her back, and Deadpool gently arched Tang Sai'er's back with his back, and saw that she couldn't hold it, and fell back into his team in a few steps. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The White Lotus Sect Master grabbed Tang Sai'er, but the Holy Maiden didn't seem to see it, so she didn't pay attention to this.

The White Lotus Sect Master was helpless and walked out, "Then let me teach Your Excellency a few tricks." After speaking, he lowered his belt from his waist to his waist.

Yang Zixu said angrily: "Why do you take off your pants when you fight? ”

When the sect leader heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly shook the belt in his hand, which turned out to be a soft sword, and said, "Shaoxia misunderstood, this is my weapon, not a belt." ”

Yang Zixu's face turned red, shrunk his neck, and stopped talking.

Zhao Quan shook the soft sword in his hand, only to see that the soft sword was like a white snake spitting out a letter, making a slight sound.

When Deadpool saw it, his eyes became solemn, he slowly pulled out two black knives and put them in front of him, his strong and powerful legs were tight, and the green tendons on his hands were like a few small snakes coiled, and he slowly moved around Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan stood there, looking at his nose, nose and mouth, mouth and heart, and his heart and sword were one. His body didn't move, but the sword in his hand shook like a twisted white snake.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the silence, as if the picture in the field was still there. Although Yang Zixu is a peerless martial artist at the moment, he has never seen a master fight to the death, and he has practiced with Zhang Zhenren countless times before, but it is just his grandfather training his own martial arts, unlike here, the field is full of murderous aura and killing intent. This is the duel of masters, one move determines the winner or loser.

After Deadpool slowly detoured through Zhao's body, he moved, and the sword light flashed. It's back to the same place again.

And while he moved, Zhao Quan acted as if he had never moved, but the white snake in his hand trembled slightly.

I saw a lock of beard hanging on Deadpool's knife, which was Zhao Quan's. The White Lotus Sect Master touched his chin and said with a smile: "I lost in the next place." Your Excellency's knife technique is really only seen in your life, admire and admire. With that, he wrapped up his soft sword and returned to the team.

Everyone suppressed their breathing for a long time before it smoothed out a lot, and the two faced each other just now, and everyone didn't dare to blink their eyes more, but until the results were out now, everyone didn't see the sword light and sword shadow clearly.

Deadpool walked back with his knives in his back and without saying a word.

Yiqing came over and praised: "Uncle Ding is so powerful, he won him with one move." ”

Yang Zixu hurriedly supported Deadpool and whispered, "Don't make trouble, Uncle Deadpool has suffered." Deadpool put down his swords, stroked his chest, and said, "It's such a fast sword, if it's slow down for a moment, my little life will be in it." ”

I saw a hole the size of a copper coin in Deadpool's chest, and I could see a small hole in his chest, but the blood hadn't flowed out yet. Yang Zixu hurriedly moved a chair and asked Deadpool to sit down. Deadpool raised his right palm at this moment, and he wanted to slap it on the chest.

The master of the four peerless buildings hurriedly said: "Hero, slow down." So saying, she walked over, looked at the wound slightly, took a small bag from the maid, and when she opened it, there were more than a dozen silver needles in it, and she picked up the longest one. Seeing that the silver needle was about six inches long and as thick as a pen, she raised Deadpool's arms and said to him, "Hold back the pain." ”

Deadpool nodded, and the master of the Four Peerless Buildings picked up the silver needle with both hands, stood behind Deadpool, and two silver needles more than six inches long were inserted into the Jiquan point under Deadpool's armpit.

When I saw it, I couldn't help but exclaim. Isn't such a long silver needle going to stab a man to death?

I saw that the two silver needles entered Deadpool's armpit in an instant, and immediately spurted out a stream of black blood from Deadpool's chest wound. And Deadpool's pale face also became rosy with the black blood spurting out.

Deadpool said weakly, "Thank you, girl, for saving your life." ”

The master of the Four Peerless Mansions nodded and smiled: "You meditate and breathe first, this injury, you should rest for a few days to recover." ”

Yang Zixu asked, "Is Uncle Deadpool's injury serious?"

The master of the Four Peerless Buildings replied: "The sword was on the chest of this hero just now, and the external injury is not serious, but this internal injury is really terrible. The sword caused him to bleed in the heart. After a long time, you will suffocate to death. The only way to treat this disease is to use the force of the palm to shake the blood in the heart open. However, this trick is vicious, the skill is low, and it can't shake the blood clots. If the skill is high, it will also hurt one's heart, and if you don't breathe for three or five years, you can't recover. The two injections I just took shook the hero's bruises, and saved him from self-grieved. ”

When Yang Zixu heard this, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to her to thank him, but the owner of the Four Absolute Buildings was busy supporting him.

Yang Zixu glared at Zhao Quan angrily, he took a few steps forward and said, "You vicious man, you are actually very good. Come, come up and compare with me. ”

That Zhao Quan was sitting opposite at the moment, and said with a smile while drinking: "The competition is originally a life-and-death fight, and being merciful to the enemy is cruel to oneself, right, little master?"

Yang Zixu pulled out the love sword, and the sword was shining in an instant, as if the pearl on the top of the night had lost its brilliance. Yang Zixu wiped the blade with his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, today, which of you will let the little master sacrifice the knife?"

The saint stepped on the green lotus, jumped lightly, and floated onto the round platform like a fairy in the Moon Palace. She looked at the knife light and said, "Such a good knife, let the little woman's blood sacrifice the knife." ”

Yang Zixu had no grudges with her, his momentum softened a little, and said, "Girl, show your blade." ”

The holy maiden turned her hand, "The slave family has never liked to fight and kill, so they have never practiced any blades. Just teach the young man's sword empty-handed. ”

Yang Zixu saw that she was a weak woman empty-handed, how could she use the treasure knife again. I had to snort and put the knife into the sheath.

The saint smiled slightly, "I can't imagine that Yang Shaoxia is still chivalrous, since this is the case, I will face Yang Shaoxia three times and divide the victory and defeat." After saying that, the saint slapped her palm.

Yang Zixu has not lost to anyone except Zhang Zhenren at the moment, how can he be afraid of her. He used four forces with one hand, and the two hands touched.

The saint slid under her feet and retreated more than a kilometer. And Yang Zixu's thin body is indeed as stable as Mount Tai. The saint was secretly shocked in her heart: What kind of adventure did this big fat man Yang Zixu have crossed over, from more than 200 pounds to lose weight like this, and her skill is still so high?

The holy woman took a few breaths and said, "The little monk is good at internal strength, take me again." As he spoke, he clapped his hands again.

Yang Zixu saw that she had taken over her four successes, and she was still regressing, and she couldn't bear to embarrass her anymore. slapped it with a palm, and shocked the saint to retreat again and again.

Yang Zixu smiled with his back: "Girl, admit defeat." There is too much difference between you and mine. ”

The saint's pretty face became blushing, she bit her red lip, and said unconvinced: "Last palm, Yang Shaoxia, you are careful." After speaking, she used her internal strength and used enough strength to hit Yang Zixu.

Yang Zixu was afraid that he would really hurt such a fairy-like baby, but he couldn't help but accept it, so he had to bite the bullet and greet it with both palms......

When he was about to get closer, Yang Zixu suddenly found that the holy woman had turned her palm into a fist, and there was a flash of light in front of the fist, it turned out that she was holding two three-inch small swords in her fist. He was shocked, it was too late to want his palms, and his two pairs of fleshy palms were against the small sword......