Immediately after Mei'er, the spirits, dragons, and spirits also each carried their own weapons and joined the battle circle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Mei'er, you're no match for him, stand down!" Xiong Qiang shouted, just about to step forward. I saw that Yun Zhongyue's palms flew together, and with just one move, the four people flew out together.

This is not to say that the strength of Mei'er and the others is too weak, but after such a long period of hard fighting, everyone's physical strength has been greatly consumed, which has a serious impact on speed and internal strength. And in front of a top master like Yun Zhongyue, as long as any flaw is caught by him, he can almost restrain the opponent.

Mei'er was lying on the ground, coughing, and her pretty face had turned pale, but she gritted her teeth and desperately wanted to stand up, but as soon as she moved, there was a bone-chilling pain on her body. In the end, he fell to the ground softly, beads of sweat the size of beans fell down, and he gasped for breath in his mouth.

Several other people are also not having a good time, looking at the state, it is obviously more serious than Mei'er's injury, and even one of them has fallen to the ground and has never moved again, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Yun Zhongyue sneered and glanced around, these people were lying down, wounded, and they no longer had the ability to fight again.

"It seems that the only ones who can fight with me now are your master and apprentice, hehe! But speaking of which, you Xiong Qiang can only be regarded as my apprentice. I really can't imagine that in the huge rivers and lakes, at the end of the battle, only I can stand in the clouds. “

Xia Peony didn't know where the strength came from at this time, so she struggled to stand up, but as soon as she stood up, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and the corners of her mouth were also grinning hard, and she said angrily: "Yun Zhongyue, don't be too arrogant." ”

"What a stupid woman, do you want me to praise you, you Xia Peony is also among the top masters in this river and lake?"

"You ......"

"Aunt Peony, you can take care of your injuries! Yun Zhongyue, teach me. Master, you take good care of Aunt Peony. Xiong Qiang said.

Xiaoyaozi looked at Xiong Qiang, and then at Yun Zhongyue, wanting to say something, but after all, he still didn't say anything, after such a hard battle, whether it was physical strength or internal strength, he was almost consumed, although he was not injured, but in front of such a master, in his own state, I am afraid that rushing into it will only end up like Mei'er and them.

"Be careful!" said Xiaoyaozi.

Xiong Qiang nodded, and Xiaoyaozi silently helped Xia Peony to find a place to sit down, and then moved the other injured people to a place far away from the battlefield, so as not to be injured by the aftermath of the fight.

Soon, in the entire West Courtyard, except for those corpses, only Xiong Qiang and Yun Zhongyue remained.

At this time, the sunset was even redder, as red as blood! The collapsed houses, the corpses all over the ground, and the blood under the feet was sticky.

The breeze blows, and the wind chimes at the corners of the eaves are blown by the wind, making a crisp sound.

There was an atmosphere of solemnity.

Xiong Qiang didn't know where to pick up a sword at this time, he tore off the blood-stained tassels, gently weighed the weight of the sword, and said: "This sword can only be regarded as a second-rate product!

Yun Zhongyue also sneered, and the black pill in his hand was swallowed into his stomach one after another. The momentum is also constantly climbing.

Xiong Qiang frowned slightly, he knew that Yun Zhongyue was taking an elixir that could quickly restore his internal strength. Yun Zhongyue pursed her lips without a trace and said, "You seem to be very unaccustomed to it!"

Nodding, Xiong Qiang said, "I'm just curious! Could it be that this black pill that doesn't slip through autumn will taste better than the mud pill I used with yellow mud and saliva last time?"

Yun Zhongyue's face became very strange, and her swallowing movements obviously slowed down. Although he was very angry, he could only forcibly calm himself down now, because he knew that the Xiong Qiang in front of him was no longer the Xiong Qiang of Wumeng Valley that day, and the current Xiong Qiang had to let him fight with the spirit of twelve.

The Shocking Phantom raised Xiong Qiang's speed to the extreme, and the sword qi was unparalleled, setting off a monstrous wave of qi, and the air around him was also greatly fluctuated, forming bursts of strong winds within a small range. The light and shadow flickered, the sword shadow was unparalleled, and Xiong Qiang at this time showed his enhanced powerful combat power again.

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and they couldn't see Xiong Qiang's movements clearly, all they could see was a heavy sword light, and a series of phantoms. Light and shadow intertwine to create a gorgeous and dazzling brilliance. I'm afraid this is already the speed that can only be possessed when it has reached the peak realm of the first level of internal force cultivation.

And Yun Zhongyue is not weaker than Xiong Qiang, and his figure has also become erratic, as if it is a cloud of green smoke scattered with the wind, which is unpredictable.

It's just that among the people present, they are all the top masters in the rivers and lakes, especially Grandma Tangmen, Xia Peony, Li Jian and others, they are even the best among them, although they have temporarily lost their internal strength, but this does not affect their eyesight.

Therefore, they can still see the moves of Xiong Qiang and Yun Zhongyue from the eyes of others, just two clusters of light and shadow that are at a glance, but whether it is Xiong Qiang or Yun Zhongyue, the swordsmanship of these two people is exquisite to the extreme, and the swordsmanship that can reach this level must not be from the ordinary sword spectrum in the rivers and lakes, so even if they can understand their moves, but no one can see which sect these sword moves come from from their moves.

They can only see that the sword intent contained in their respective sword moves, such as Xiong Qiang's sword moves, sometimes is fierce and domineering, and sometimes has a kind of invincible bravery, mixed with wild and uninhibited freedom, so that people can't say exactly what this sword intent is, but it seems that no matter how he moves, he has an indescribable beauty, although it looks flawed, but there is a coherence hidden inside, and there is really an indescribable feeling. It can be said that his swordsmanship is completely undisciplined, he never abides by the rules of using the sword, and is full of willfulness and posture between picking and picking, cutting and chopping.

Xiong Qiang's swordsmanship was left by the poet immortal Li Bai, who was known as the poet immortal, the wine fairy, and the sword immortal. Li Bai's poems are magnificent, eclectic, and imaginative, detached and unrestrained. For example, in his poem, "Sleepwalking in Tianmu Yin Farewell", "Five-flowered horses, daughter-in-law, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine." "Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without staying." And "after the wine is drunk, the spirit is full of energy".

Poetry is like his person, swordsmanship is like his person, the Taibai sword book he created back then was also given his own soul, the original soul, is the sword intent contained in this sword book.