Two strongmen compete in a duel, no matter what, there should always be a winner, right? In the vast desert, there was no trace of Yan Shisan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

That guy won't be killed by Xie Xiaofeng's strong sword qi and turned into slag, right? After all, it's a world of martial arts, not a fantasy world, Yan Shisan won't die so miserably, right? Poking Xie Xiaofeng, who is no different from salted fish, still hasn't moved at all, and he can't see any ups and downs in his chest, and it has become a difficult thing for Bai Pinyan to get up from the sand.

It's a bit unfashionable to lie in the sand like this, and the damn gang of horse bandits who call themselves big brothers have run away. The Adam's apple moved dryly, and during the period of dueling between the two masters, Bai Pinyan's mouth was dry.

Trying to make a carp beating motion, the two feet finally moved away from Xie Xiaofeng's neck. After tossing for almost half an hour, Bai Pinyan barely managed to stay lying side by side with Xie Xiaofeng.

The handsome and extraordinary Xie Xiaofeng in front of him still didn't move, and Bai Pinyan was depressed. Xie Xiaofeng, known as the world's first sword, lies in the desert and gnaws on the sand, and he will become the laughing stock of the people in the rivers and lakes when he says it. Boss, you don't care about your own face, you also have to take care of the little white who just crossed over. The fact that Bai Pinyan was tied up as a stick is not honorable to say.

All I can think of right now is to see if I have any sharp knives on my body and untie these damn ropes.

With both hands firmly attached to the edge of the wide pants, all Bai Pinyan could do in the limited space was to feel for something in his pocket. Fortunately, when the ancestors invented the pants, they were strikingly consistent with Westerners, and they were both practical and beautiful.

There was really something hard in his pocket, and he could barely see it clearly, Bai Pinyan secretly called out in his heart: "It's really blood mold, how can it be a local tyrant gold limited edition ring?"

The ring is set with a hard-looking stone, which is used to cut the rope, and it is estimated that it will take three hours. The scorching desert is infinitely overdrawn with the water in Bai Pinyan's body, let's click my lips and let it out!

The small movements did not go very well, and after an hour of polishing, the rope broke a little skin, revealing the soft thread.

The ancients did not deceive me, and the workmanship of the hemp rope was too sharp.

"Uncle Xie, can you wake up, you still have a seven-foot-long sword in your hand?"

If it weren't for the hands tied, Bai Pinyan would really have to hit his head like that. There was a sharp sword beside him, why didn't he move to the side of the sword, and the rope would open all at once?

According to the IQ of such a protagonist, it is already very good to live to the second part. Fortunately, it's the protagonist, and the halo of the protagonist shines.

Put away the rustic ring and do it. The progress is obviously much stronger than the plan to use the ring and rope just now, and the hemp rope does not even have the toughness of a hair in front of Xie Xiaofeng's long sword.

Cutting off the souvenir that Yan Shisan's turtle grandson left for Bai Pinyan, Bai Pinyan stretched his muscles and bones, kicked Xie Xiaofeng, who was gnawing sand, and prepared to leave leisurely.

"Uh...... What's wrong with me?"

Bai Pinyan was frightened, and his hair was about to be filled.

Wasn't the first sword dead? I just looked at his dead fish, and there was absolutely no chance to get up. Could it be that his own kick just now woke him up.

Turning around and walking back, he looked coldly at Xie Xiaofeng, who was no longer beautiful under his feet, Bai Pinyan smiled and said: "Look at whether you are still arrogant or not, with your first sword in the world in your hand, you can show off wherever you go." ”

Unfold the hand that is still strong, turn it into a palm, according to the routine in martial arts novels, follow the back of his head for a while, and keep you until the next day I don't know what happened.

"Smack!"

"Ouch!"

Bai Pinyan suffered a big loss, and blew hot air on his aching palm. The palm just now was no different from splitting on a brick.

Xie Xiaofeng groaned and slowly struggled to get up from the sand.

It's all a lie in the novel!

Xie Xiaofeng, who was like a dead fish, got up, looked around blankly, and asked, "What about Yan Shisan? ”

I started the first sword in the world, and I didn't know that the embarrassment of eating sand just now was completely cleaned by Bai Pinyan.

"Who knows, don't think I'm a martial arts master like you, I think he should be killed by you to the scum, right?"

Finally turned over and sat on the sand, Xie Xiaofeng remembered something, just the day before, this flower thief named Bai Pinyan actually broke into Shenjian Villa and did something that was looked down upon by martial arts people.

Who said that martial arts are not romantic? Xie Xiaofeng is such a person, as the owner of Shenjian Villa, he got up early and went to Tianshan Mountain to pick a euepiphany that can make women in the world crazy. Didn't Mr. Liang, who wrote "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", say that the flowers that don't look very beautiful can make white hair turn black? Speaking of which, Youtanhua not only has such an effect close to the legend, but also can beautify and nourish the skin, as the wife of the owner of Shenjian Villa, she should have come to receive all kinds of grace, compared to what domineering president Cheng Tian thinks about how to push the heroine, our sword body Xie Xiaofeng can definitely be regarded as a righteous gentleman.

Let's just say, the most feared are the hypocrites, and the most worried are the real villains.

Bai Pinyan, who didn't cross over, was really a flower thief, eyeing a little girl in Shenjian Villa, who was this little girl? It was the little girl who was caught in his hand just now, and Bai Pinyan was not worthy of her.

After infiltrating the Divine Sword Villa, the horse bandits were all immersed in looting the valuable things in the Villa, and without Xie Xiaofeng's Divine Sword Villa, they had no resistance at all. The weirdest place is also here, a huge mountain villa, placed now, is a first-class private manor, but there are seven people living in it, counting Xie Xiaofeng and the owner's wife, a total of nine people. The three of them took care of the flowers and trees of Shenjian Villa, and the two girls served the owner's wife, Murong Qiudi. There are two people left, one is Xie Xiaodi, the son of Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Qiudi, and the other is called the little scholar who is accompanying him.

Unlike other horse bandits, Bai Pinyan regards gold as dung and beauty as the foundation, and if he doesn't soak girls for a day, he won't be energetic. Pick up the girl, just pick the girl, don't take the usual path, and put a bag of spring and medicine in the teacup on the table where the girl rests.

The matter was not finished yet, and after seeing the owner's wife finish drinking the cup of tea, Bai Pinyan felt that today's good days were over. Murong Qiudi, who drank the spring and medicine, was really beautiful and moving, and his eyes were simply seductive to the extreme.