Tian Boguang couldn't help but smile, and bent his fingers to unlock Yi Lin's acupoint, Yi Lin suddenly woke up, and looked around in confusion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tian Boguang asked, "Little master, is your father a Taoist priest?" ”

Yi Lin was stunned for a moment and shook her head!

Tian Boguang was secretly happy in his heart, and asked again: "Is your father a monk?"

Yilin looked at Tian Boguang with wide eyes and nodded timidly.

Tian Boguang's mind was clouded, his face changed greatly, he looked up at Qing Jin looking at him with a smile, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, the nun and her father are monks, is it still an ancestral heirloom.

He simply thought that Qing Jin wanted to earn a woman with him, but he didn't know that Qing Jin was more interested in him.

The matter has come to this point, and he Tian Boguang is not a person without integrity, not to mention that it seems that this person really knows this little nun.

Tian Boguang was used to being cautious, and suddenly shouted and threw Yilin over, but he jumped up at the same time and left quickly.

Qing Jin took Yi Lin, stretched out his hand to untie her acupoint, and did not stay, swept a few feet, and flew towards Chaotian Boguang to kill.

Tian Boguang heard the sound of breaking the sky behind him, he didn't know what was going on, he was angry in his heart that this person didn't talk about credibility, but he didn't dare to turn around and fight, his skill was lifted, and his speed was raised to another level.

Qing Jin watched as he and Tian Boguang pulled farther and farther away, and quickly swept away, and took out a handful of broken silver from his arms, he had cultivated Huashan Fuyun for many years, and he also understood a lot of hidden weapon techniques, and with a flick of his fingers, the silver flew out with a whistling of his fingers.

Tian Boguang didn't have time to dodge, he was hit in the crook of the leg, he stumbled, and hurriedly stabilized his figure, and his speed did not decrease at all.

Qing Jin knew that after all, the two of them were too far apart, and if they were sent out like this, the power would be greatly reduced, but since they couldn't hurt people, it would be good to anger him!

Tian Boguang swept through the space at a rapid pace. From time to time, he was hit by silver, and although he was fine, he was extremely angry in his heart, but he was always ruthless and desperate.

Suddenly, there was another pain in the back of his head, his brain suddenly clouded, and he stumbled under his feet. Although he reacted instantly, he stabilized his body. But when did he Tian Boguang be so embarrassed, he was furious for a while, and he couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to fight him to vent his anger, and with his own light skills, it was easy to escape.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped and turned around, pointed at the long knife obliquely, and shouted. Kill against Qingjin.

Qing Jin saw that Tian Boguang really turned around and killed, and with a clear sound, he also raised his sword to meet it, Tian Boguang's knife technique has improved a lot compared to four years ago, and a set of wind knife techniques was used, only to see the sword light flashing all over the field, like a tide, wave after wave. Rolling on.

It's just that Qingjin is no longer Wuxia Ameng, and he has not only made great progress in his internal skills over the years. Swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds.

At this moment, the swordsmanship is unfolding, and it is not limited to what move it is, sometimes Huashan, sometimes Hengshan, sometimes Songshan...... In the meantime, there are also a lot of goods in the rivers and lakes, and there are even evil sword techniques, which are the cracking moves left by those demon sect elders, and they are also used by him with swordsmanship.

These sword moves were blended together by him. Continuously, when it really responds to that sentence, the way of swordsmanship, when it is like flowing water, arbitrarily caused.

Tian Boguang was slightly inferior in martial arts. At this moment, seeing such a chaotic, but extremely refined and smooth swordsmanship, he fell into disadvantage in an instant. He has walked the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and his knowledge is really broad, but he can't see the details of the young people.

I saw that Qing Jin's last move was the swordsmanship of one faction, and the next move became another faction, and it was even mixed with some strange moves, which was quite similar to the martial arts of the Demon Sect.

Tian Boguang only felt that he was extremely unlucky today, and after more than ten moves of rolling and rolling, Tian Boguang was already in danger.

Suddenly, Qingjin's sword move changed again, and he saw a sword stabbed out crookedly, and the sword body swayed, as if he had no half strength.

Tian Boguang was surprised to see that he had used such a clumsy move, but he never dared to be careless, and hurriedly waved his knife to block, but saw Qing Jin's right hand shrink, and stabbed a sword into the air, his wrist shook again, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely, and his body seemed to be unstable.

Tian Boguang couldn't defend it, only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and was stabbed by a sword, fortunately, he was already alert in his heart, and at this moment his body suddenly leaned back, unloading the sword momentum, leaving only an inch-deep wound on his body.

Tian Boguang is more cautious, always peeking at whether there is a chance to escape, the two of them are as fast as the wind, changing constantly, Tian Boguang is even more suffering at this time, he is injured, and his martial arts have been discounted, at this time Qingjin's swordsmanship has become extremely weird, he only feels that every sword stabbed out by Qingjin is the flaw and weakness of his sword technique.

A few more moves passed, Qing Jin's sword after sword, endlessly, Tian Boguang was unable to defend again, revealing the empty door, the corners of Qing Jin's mouth flashed a strange smile, the long sword in his hand was pressed, and the sword stabbed out, the sword light was like practice, like a spirit snake spitting, and it hit with one blow.

Tian Boguang screamed, his lower body was drenched in blood in an instant, he couldn't help it anymore, he fought and took another sword, and fled, but he was already injured, if he couldn't get rid of Qingjin in a short time, he would inevitably die here today.

Qing Jin saw that Tian Boguang was injured like this, and his speed was still a point faster than himself, and he couldn't help but sigh that he had traveled alone for thousands of miles, and he really lived up to his reputation.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, it was the confused little master Yilin, Qingjin secretly said that it was not good, and sure enough, Tian Boguang's body turned around, and he held Yilin hostage in an instant.

But he didn't stop at all, and then fled.

Qing Jin wondered why he didn't use Yilin to blackmail himself, the two of them were dozens of zhang apart, and they arrived at a cliff in an instant, Tian Boguang leaned over and looked down, and suddenly let out a loud roar and threw Yilin down directly.

Qing Jin was shocked, what did Tian Boguang want to do, if he wanted to kill Yi Lin, he could just use a knife just now, why should he throw off the cliff, Qing Jin also rushed to the cliff bank in an instant, leaned down and looked down, only to see that on the cliff two or three zhang down, there was a small ancient pine, which was being held by Yi Lin at the moment, swaying, as if it would break at any time.

Qing Jin glanced at Tian Boguang, who was flying away and drifting away, and then glanced at Yi Lin, secretly thinking that Tian Boguang had been hit by his sword, but he couldn't do the job of picking flowers anymore, so let's save Master Yi Lin first!

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Tian Boguang ran for more than ten miles, and felt that his lower body was getting more and more painful, if he hadn't sealed the acupoint, he was afraid that he would have bled too much and died, he leaned over to check the injury, and a moment of exclamation came out. Touching the empty lower body, his face was hideous, his heart was like ashes, and he couldn't feel the pain all over his body.

His face turned pale, and his heart became colder and colder, thinking of the martial arts of the masked man in the green cloth, the appearance that he didn't know what it looked like, and the martial arts that he couldn't tell which sect and which sect.

He knew that he might not be able to avenge this revenge in his life! )