"Please!"

Yin Shui flowed to Jili and signaled, and the next moment he drew his sword by the bonfire.

The wide sleeves suddenly fluttered up, and the sunset sword was like water gushing from a spring, causing many ripples in the firelight.

His sword stabbed out, not only is the speed not fast, but slow like fluttering catkins, giving people a strange feeling that there is no focus at all, only the forest cold at the tip of the sword is full of fire, reflecting the glory of the moon, can people feel the momentum of this sword.

Jili is the best at guarding moves, in the face of such a sword move, everyone in the set saw that Jili was slightly sideways to dodge, and the bronze sword did not need to be unsheathed, and it had already passed the first combination.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yin Shuiliu had no success with a sword, and it was such a soft swordsmanship like water, the great sects in Jili were overjoyed, and young clansmen such as Jitian were even more applauded by Yin Shuiliu.

"What kind of great ability do I have to be the head of this thief, it turns out that swordsmanship is only of such a level, what is the difference between it and a child's sword dance, where does he get the confidence that Shihe can defeat all the connections of my clan?"

"The sword of the thief's head can produce the appearance of a spring and dripping water, and the children's sword dance can not dance such a pulse technique, but it is not too much to call it a children's dancing sword, it is really like a child drowning in pee. ”

"Steal the head, and drown more ...... like a child"

The joy of the Ji clan is like thunder, and the ridicule and ridicule are loud, because of the next few combinations of Yin Shuiliu, a sword is more soft and weak than a sword, it is really like a child drowning in the end, in the eyes of outsiders, ticking and ticking has no power at all, so that the Jili bronze sword does not need to come out, and it can be avoided only by the art of dodging.

Jisuo's old eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't understand the weakness of the thief, but he was greatly relieved in his heart.

Jiuhe passed in an instant, and the ten together agreed with the thief still had one left, with the swordsmanship of the thief's head, he could still stab Ah Li with a sword in the last combination?

If they were standing on the side of the wolf's fang, from the first time, they would be able to clearly see Jili's frightened and frightened facial expressions, and they would certainly not compare the appearance of the spring spitting water to the drowning of children.

"One last time!"

The people in the collection were thunderous, and the Xizhao sword next to the bonfire was still not slow, but compared to the first combination, the tip of Yin Shuiliu's sword had some more changes, and every inch of the Xizhao sword stabbed forward, like a ripple that pierced into the surface of the lake, gradually and gradually rippling away.

"Thief!"

At this time, where did Ji Li still have the slightest confidence when he came to compete, others only saw him avoid easily, only he knew that he was struggling to support in the front Jiuhe, but he could not struggle away from defeat for a moment.

The bronze sword is in the wooden patent leather scabbard, not because it is set up and does not want to pull it out, but because it cannot be pulled out if it wants to.

The sword momentum of the thief is indeed not fast, it is only the tip of the sword that is sharp and pressing, and Ji Li repeatedly avoids the tip of the sword, but he can't avoid the suppression of the technique of stealing the head pulse, so that the pulse power in his body is fully controlled.

In addition to seeing the tip of the thief's sword dripping, he can also see the tip of the sword like a web, each of which is like a predatory spider weaving a large web that makes people unable to escape, forcing him to use the pulse to drive away the illusion before the thief's head is completed, and he does not even have the strength to pull the sword.

This is the art of gathering unheard of pulses, and it can actually be in phase.

Ten together, the front nine together the net, the last one preys.

"No!"

Before the mournful cry from Jili's mouth could come out of his throat, his eyes saw the sword of the thief disappear in front of him.

This is not a pulse-feeling illusion, but a real sight.

When the tip of the sword reappeared, it was only a blink of an eye, and the throat of Ji Li had already been struck, and he looked at the sword body in front of him in disbelief, knowing that life had left him.

Yin Shuiliu slowly drew his sword out, letting the blood flow down the sword body.

Bang.

The corpses of the assembly fell to the sky, and the noise of the big clansmen in the collection suddenly disappeared, and everyone looked at the assembly on the ground blankly, and couldn't believe how such a light and fluttering sword could penetrate into the throat of the assembly, resulting in the failure of the number of the ten in the collection.

"Who else?"

It was Doctor Ran who shouted on behalf of Yin Shuiliu, and the second person was sent out of the set.

Jisu's old face was difficult to see to the extreme, and the second son next to him, Uncle Ji, stomped his feet and said hatefully: "How can Ali be so careless!"

Someone had already stepped forward, and the tiger eyes tearfully asked: "Ah Weng, please allow the kid to go into battle to kill his father." ”

The eldest son of Jili is integrated, the young generation leader cultivated by Ji's concentrated resources, the number of dantian pulses is second only to Jidian, the number of connections is ninety-five, and the swordsmanship is different from that of the father, and the number of indomitable ways to go.

Jisu didn't go to see the integration, his eyes were still looking at the blood-stained sunset sword of Yin Shui, so when the great sects of Jili thought that Jisu would not allow it, he turned his head and said to the integration: "Don't learn from your father only to avoid it, you go up to attack the thief and defend less, and don't touch the sword in his hand." ”

The integration of the loud should be, one step out of the crowd, the bronze sword out of the sheath brought out of the wind, people like a tiger down the mountain, teeth and claws towards the Yin Shui Flow, as instructed by Jisuo, there is not much defensive, like a mad tiger, the sword in his hand sneered, that is, a few feet away can be heard clearly, but also can see his sword out of the wind and the appearance of a fierce wind, a sword will be Yin Shui Liu into it.

The cheers of the crowd in the collection rose again.

Yin Shui is like a catkins drifting in the wind in the trend of the indomitable wind, except for the tip of the sword, there is a spring water, the others are blown by the wind.

"Ah Cheng!"

The voice shouted to help, the integration momentum was like a rainbow, Jiuhe had the advantage, and it was possible to see that the large sect in the collection temporarily forgot the death of the set, and only hoped that there was no covenant of Shihe, and the precariousness of the thief's head was shown, and then the integration was attacked, and the thief must be bloodied and injured, and even died under the integrated sword.

Wei Zifu looked discolored, she couldn't see it, and she didn't know martial arts, how could she know the depth.

"Stealing the ......"

In the eyes of the great sect in the set, in order to seek to hurt the enemy, he did not avoid the tip of the sword stabbed by the thief, only let out a miserable cry and stopped abruptly, and lost the good game and stained the blood on the spot, and stepped into the footsteps of his father and killed the thief under the sword.

Yin Shuiliu's Xizhao sword cut off its head, causing the head to roll into the blood water, and the people of the great sect in Jili were silent again, and immediately beat their chests and feet, complaining about why they were so light on the enemy.

"The third!"

Ran Xiang couldn't take his eyes off it, he only hated that he was not on Junshang's side, otherwise he would definitely make a lot of flattery.

Jili connections killed two people in a row, not invincible, but actually caused by carelessness, Jisu looked at it with tears in his eyes, and did not wait for others to ask for help, raised the dove cane to the ground, gritted his teeth in the sound of banging and said: "Ah Ran." ”

The people of the great sect in the collection hated to eat the meat of the thief's head, but the people who were forced to come to watch the battle were in different ways.

They don't know the art of pulse sense, how do they know that they are killing viciously, comparing the hideous expressions of the people of the great sect in the set, marching the swordsmanship around the bonfire is like a leisurely stroll, and the thief who does not lose the elegance of the thief while fighting is really not like a murderer who does not blink an eye, especially the graceful state of the skirt when the clothes are fluttering, and he is alive and well from a turbid world who walks with friends, that is, he is in a place full of blood, which also makes people feel that it is not his own separation.

Bang.

Blood splattered.

Many people of despisy closed their eyes, especially women and children, and when a severed hand flew in, the crowd avoided it one after another.

Jilan as the third person named by Jisu went into battle with a sword, and the integration was generally in the case of the advantage, inexplicably died at the hands of Yin Shuiliu in the tenth time, his death compared to the father and son of Jili, it seems a little miserable, the first sword stolen is cut almost like five horses.

The collection of large quantities continues to be outstanding.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth, when Uncle Ji also died under the sword of Yin Shui Liu Xizhao when the seventh Uncle Ji went into battle, Ji Suo, who lost his second son, almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood and fell to the ground.

"Grandfather ......"

Jidian, who had been blocked by Jiweng and did not let him go into battle, was hideous, and he didn't wait for Jisuo to agree, and when Ran went to shout out the eighth, he jumped out of the crowd and rushed straight towards Yin Shuiliu and said: "Don't be arrogant, think that there is no one in my set, I want to hurt you, you don't need ten, three or five is enough." ”

The footsteps landed on the ground and cracked a line, Jidian was cruel on his face, the bronze sword in his hand had not yet approached Yin Shuiliu's body, and the tip of the sword had already broken through the air and brought out a wind far superior to others.