In the bamboo forest, the fog is surging, and from time to time there is a sonorous symphony of sharp blades.

Puff puff!

The cold sword aura shot out, leaving fine holes in the gray bamboo.

Qin Huan's fiery figure looked out of place in the gray mist, and his posture when he danced the long sword was even more like a moving dance of the Nine Heavens Fairy.

Even Wu Yue, who was standing on the opposite side, was distracted for a while, and had to admit that this woman was really the best in the world.

It's just that there is a strong murderous intent hidden in this beautiful sword dance, and the slightest carelessness will be a catastrophe.

Wu Yue didn't dare to hold it up, these young people on the hidden dragon list may still lack a little experience in the rivers and lakes, but the kung fu under his hands will not be much worse than himself.

Without breaking through to the second rate, there is too much to fill in the gap between the two.

However, Qin Huanhuan only showed the strength he showed now, and Wu Yue still won the battle.

The double hook dances, or flirts or splits, and the tiger is vigorous.

To deal with this kind of Qimen weapon, even if it is an old Jianghu, it is difficult to say what advantage can be taken, and a novice like Qin Huanhuan is naturally a little in a hurry, and he has the upper hand almost instantly.

But fortunately, although Qin Huanhuan's rules are chaotic, people are not panicked, and they can always get it back at a critical moment, although there are a few scars on his body, Qin Huanhuan's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the long sword in his hand is getting faster and faster, and he can already compete with Wu Yue.

Wu Yue also became more and more frightened, from being able to press and fight at the beginning, to now being evenly matched, how long has it been.

The people on the hidden dragon list are really not to be underestimated, this kind of fighting instinct alone is by no means comparable to Wu Yue, and the road to martial arts, talent is really an indispensable condition.

Wu Yue also secretly made up his mind, this time he must kill this woman, since he has already offended, then when the people become stronger, and they are backed by a gate like Qingxin'an, then people will call for wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, and she will not need to speak, and there will be a lot of people who are scrambling to kill themselves.

As soon as he figured it out, the double hook in Wu Yue's hand was suddenly closed, his steps retreated, and the whole person took a step back, and before Qin Huanhuan could react, the whole person was bullied again, and the double hook in his hand was like a storm and slashed out.

Qin Huanhuan was already familiar with Wu Yue's attack rhythm, but at this time, he was disrupted, and almost instantly, there were several more scars on his body, if he hadn't reacted in time, I am afraid that his arms would have been removed.

Wu Yue didn't seem to be tired, the hook in his hand was like a sickle, pouring down like heavy rain, splitting the air, and the fog in that space was also scattered like wisps.

This set of hook method comes from a set of widely spread knife techniques on the rivers and lakes, called cloak knife, pay attention to a fast word, once it is unfolded, as if wearing a strong wind, the knife borrows the wind, the wind helps the knife might, more and more, until the opponent is split into minced meat.

In the same way, this set of knife techniques is less crazy when applied to the hook, but it is more treacherous, more unexpected, and difficult to prevent.

Walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, Wu Yue has a deep understanding of the sword, the sword is the master of a hundred soldiers, most of the people on the rivers and lakes use the sword, after a long time, Wu Yue has also studied his own set of hook methods to deal with the sword.

The fiery red clothes on Qin Huanhuan's body were constantly torn open, revealing white and delicate skin, and blood continued to ooze out.

The wind was blowing, and the fog was surging.

And at this moment, I saw Qin Huanhuan screaming, and the long sword in his hand actually lit up like the sun, and the scorching heat dispersed the fog around him.

Wu Yue's momentum was stunned, and the wind hook naturally stopped, and the general trend accumulated before was also a thousand miles.

"How can you know the swordsmanship of the Burning Sun Gate!"

Qin Huanhuan was silent, and with a slight wave of his long sword, a gust of wind rolled up, making him look out of place in this damp and gloomy bamboo forest, as if bringing a beam of sunshine.

The breeze blows, and the spring sun melts the snow.

At this moment, Qin Huanhuan's momentum also gradually rose, and there was no aggressive strength in the momentum, but a kind of woman's tactfulness, and the tenacity of women who did not let their eyebrows go.

The naked clothes are like practicing the body like fire, and the cold eyebrows are like the sword face like ice.

It was not until this time that Wu Yue really felt why the people in the rivers and lakes called the Hidden Dragon List the future Heavenly List.

Such a demeanor is unparalleled in the world.

But it was precisely because of this that Wu Yue didn't dare to let Qin Huanhuan leave here!

"Fight!"

With a roar of rage, Wu Yue stepped forward again, holding the iron hook with one hand and placing the other hand behind him in a strange posture.

is no longer a cloak knife, but a trapped dragon hook that Wu Yue relied on to become famous!

Subconsciously, Wu Yue did not accept the fact that he had become an old era, even though he now had thousands of ways to deal with it, he still had to use this most brainless method.

Tough against strongest!

This is the collision of two eras, the friction of two generations, the survival of the fittest, and the survival of the fittest.

Roar!

Wu Yue's whole person was like a giant dragon, wrapped in mist, stirring the wind and clouds, and the energy carried by the double hooks was scattered, cutting off all the tall and thin bamboos around.

Qin Huanhuan raised his eyebrows coldly, with the calmness of Mount Tai collapsing forward without changing his color, the long sword in his hand had a scorching aura, and bursts of air flowed up on his body, like an invisible flame, and her fiery red clothes swayed in the wind, reflecting her like a fairy.

The swordsmanship of Lieyangmen and the internal strength of Qingxin'an, it is no wonder that this woman can sit firmly in the tenth place on the hidden dragon list, and she will not move even if he changes.

"Kill!"

With a coquettish shout, Qin Huanhuan's whole person rose into the air, like a flying immortal outside the sky, coming west with a sword.

The sword hook collided, the strength canceled each other, rose in all directions, exploded, and the surrounding viscous fog was also driven away.

However, Qin Huanhuan's skills were still inferior after all, and the giant dragon incarnated by Wu Yue bit her, and countless energy tore countless small holes in her body, turning into a bloody person almost instantly.

Wu Yue's eyes lit up, in this battle, he felt that he had faintly touched the threshold of a second-rate master, as long as he went back to practice diligently, a breakthrough was just around the corner.

"The tenth head of the hidden dragon list, Lao Tzu wants it!"

The iron hook was raised high, and it slashed down Qin Huanhuan's neck.

Qin Huanhuan only felt that he was in severe pain all over his body, and his consciousness was gradually blurred due to excessive blood loss, and pieces of darkness swallowed his vision.

Before losing consciousness, Qin Huanhuan only saw a sword that slashed through heaven and earth coming across the sky, shattering the gray mist and destroying the universe.

Finally, there was a figure as black as a mountain, keeping all the wind and rain out.

Seeing the black shadow, Qin Huanhuan only felt relieved, and the whole person was unconscious.