The higher you stand, the clearer you can see and see farther, but the higher the place, the stronger the wind and the colder the temperature. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ninth floor of the Tower is one such place. No matter who you are, as long as you can get here, you can often get what you want, and you often have to take another looming risk.

Although there are many sects in the rivers and lakes, if you want to talk about swordsmanship, no matter which sect or faction, you will never dare to compete with Huashan.

It's just because the Huashan faction's set of "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" is indeed graceful and unmatched, and even Kunlun's "Flying Dragon Nine Styles" are inferior to their puppets.

The "Thirteen Styles of Breeze" is wonderful in the word "light", and what is paid attention to is: "It seems to be nothing, it seems to be real and virtual, and it seems to have not changed." "Just like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found, since the opponent can't figure out his sword path and moves at all, how can he avoid parrying.

In today's world, in addition to Master Kumei, the head of the Huashan faction, another person who has mastered this set of swordsmanship is the Qingfeng female swordsman who just captured Xiaolou and listened to the spring rain overnight, Gao Yanan of the Huashan faction.

In the past, Gao Yanan had just learned a set of 'Huifeng Dance Willow Sword' from Huashan, as long as he was drunk, he would practice this set of swordsmanship to Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and others, which would harm the people in the Jinling martial arts, and wait by Chu Liuxiang's boat all day long to steal her swordsmanship.

But later, I don't know why, Gao Yanan actually parted with Chu Liuxiang and the others for several years, and no one ever saw them together again. Unexpectedly, today Xiaolou heard the birth of spring rain overnight, and actually led her out.

However, although the Huashan faction's "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" is the world's first-class top swordsmanship, there is no invincible swordsmanship in this world, only invincible swordsman. With Gao Yanan alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to keep Xiaolou from listening to the spring rain overnight.

One of the reasons why Gao Yanan is safe and sound now is that everyone is afraid of Master Kumei behind her. Second, Gao Yanan did not make a gesture of leaving. Otherwise, behind these countless screens, there are not a few people who can kill her.

"Elder Mu, the villain is just looking at the hunting heart, and he wants to see what Xiao Lou, one of the Three Treasures of the Demon Sect, looks like when he listens to the spring rain overnight, and he has no other meaning. You see, I'm just an inconsequential nobody, so why don't you just treat me as a fart and let me go!"

The mud-legged man looked at the wooden Dao man blocking the door of the window, he would never be naïve enough to think that he would be able to curry favor with the most mysterious elder of the Wudang Sect with his light skills.

"Nobody, if you are a nobody, in the rivers and lakes, you are also a nobody, then the nobodies in the rivers and lakes are inevitably too powerful!"

After Mu Daoren finished speaking, he didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party anymore, but when he saw him push it out with one palm, it seemed to be weak and slow. But in fact, this palm has already sealed all the other party's retreats, and there is no second way to choose except to retreat to the direction of the screen.

"What a Wudang palm!"

The mud leg exclaimed, but he was not willing to be caught, but he saw his body rushing out like lightning. In an instant, he had already attacked four punches and three kicks towards the Mu Dao man in a row.

His moves are not subtle, but they are fast, accurate, and very important. Every move is straight to the vital point of the Mudao people, and every move is attacked, there is no return, only attacking but not defending.

After all, for him, if he couldn't find a glimmer of hope of escape from the Mudao people, I'm afraid he would really have to fold here today.

But no matter how insidious, vicious, and ferocious his moves are. In the face of the wooden road man, the mud leg only felt that he was like a swift in the storm, no matter how he struggled, he could never escape the control of the wooden road man.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting out of the predicament, the mud leg swept out with a whip leg, and walked towards the wooden road man with a burst of sound of breaking the sky. However, just as the wooden road man stood with one palm and leaned downward, the mud leg kicked violently, and the whole person had already shot towards the tall man.

"I can't help myself!"

He shouted softly, but saw that Gao Yanan was still holding the wooden box with one hand, and with the other hand, the sword turned and came out a little. Her hand is light, and her swordsmanship is from fluttering to wonderful, like a flower and a willow, ethereal and elegant.

The breeze in the thirteen styles of this type of breeze pointed to the willow, and in an instant, the mud leg only felt that Gao Yanan's long sword had turned into a breeze at this time. No matter how fast a person is and how wonderful his body is, how can he beat the ubiquitous breeze?

The sword light flashed, blood splashed, and the victory seemed to be clearly separated at this moment. It's just that, after a breath, the mud leg suddenly shook his hands violently, and after two loud bangs, thick smoke rose everywhere, like a thick fog in the early morning, covering everything here.

"Beware of the poison in the smoke!"

"Good chance!"

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

There were loud noises one after another, and there was the sound of fists and feet clashing, and there was the sound of swords colliding.

Sooner or later, the smoke will dissipate, especially the flickering of countless masters' body movements, and under the overflow of fist wind, the speed at which the smoke dissipates is only afraid that it will become more and more amazing. Time, the time to hide one's body, is not too much for anyone.

Therefore, as soon as everyone is born, it must be an all-out blow that breaks the earth.

The first moment the smoke appeared, Jiang Feng had already rushed out like a loach. Gao Yanan's Qingfeng Thirteen Styles he had already seen, although there were indeed subtleties, but compared with Jiang Feng Mingyu's Nine Heavens' strong skills, it was indeed very inferior.

It's just that there are too many people who think similarly to Jiang Feng. Before Jiang Feng could get close to Gao Yanan, suddenly, he felt a fierce qi coming from behind him.

Calm, heavy, with a string of momentum that tears everything. Knife technique, superior knife technique, the best knife technique in the world today!

The other party only made one knife, but Jiang Feng already had a feeling that this knife was split, as if the other party had been waiting for thousands of years.

"What a terrible knife technique!"

At this time, after Jiang Feng sensed the sense of threat in the opponent's sword moves, he instinctively used his Ming Yu Gong to the extreme, and suddenly slapped his palms together. This time the river wind was already unreserved, and in the blink of an eye, the true qi was mixed with smoke, like two giant dragons condensed from smoke, roaring towards the comer.

The blade of the dragon slay, the dragon roared, and the collision between the two at this time was not as earth-shattering as imagined, but after a dazzling knife light, the dragon dissipated, and Jiang Feng's right palm also used the transfer flower to receive the jade and gently slapped it on the opponent's blade.

The figures of the two passed by after this simple fight. (To be continued.) )