It was too late, it was too fast, Bai Pinyan stepped out with his front foot, and he felt a cool breeze on his back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In front of him was the infinite broad avenue, but it was blocked by Xie Xiaofeng's sword aura. The powerful sword qi rolled up the dust in the desert, and the seven-foot-high sand wall was stirred up by this fierce man.

Trying to escape has become an impossible thing. What Bai Pinyan could do was to stay where he was, obviously he was fighting with Yan Shisan, why were the three or four sword qi emitted in his direction?

"Master Xie, that gangster doesn't need you to worry so much, watch me defeat the enemy with one move!"

A master is a master, and they have reached the point of burning their eyebrows, and they can still take care of Bai Pinyan, a little white in the rivers and lakes. Yan Shisan's voice directly penetrated the long yellow sand and flew into Bai Pinyan's ears.

"Thirteen masters, thirteen ancestors, just concentrate on fighting, always staring at me, what kind of thing is this. Bai Pinyan pinched a sweat, saying what is his identity in this alternative Jianghu, and the two masters are vying to make such a powerful sword move against him.

Thinking about it just now, I came to my senses and saw that guy with five big and three thick, and a foot of nose hair, at best, he was the identity of a horse bandit, no matter how bad it was, as the little girl said, he was a flower thief who did all kinds of evil, so it wouldn't be as good as the two fierce men did to him.

Yan Shisan is definitely a master, acting like a ghost, and suddenly appeared in front of Bai Pinyan.

"I said that the little gangster, I made an appointment with Master Xie Zhuang to duel today, which was originally the most beautiful and memorable thing in my Yan Thirteen life, how did you choose to commit the crime at this time, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

The arrogance is arrogant enough, this is very Yan Thirteen.

"Listen to me, I don't know what happened just now, I plan to come to play in the desert, how do I know that I will meet you two fierce men. ”

Yan Shisan's head is really the same as in the TV series, with a silk scarf on his head that has become a little black, and his face should be white, and I don't know where this merry guy stole the red head rope that tied the girl's hair and tied it to show off on his head.

These chaotic thoughts flashed in Bai Pinyan's head, and the time was so short that it could be described by a white horse running in front of him. In the blink of an eye, Yan Shisan's salty pig hands grabbed Li Qing's chest and threw him into the desert.

"Boy, it's best to wait for your thirteenth master to finish the competition with Master Xie, and it's up to Master Xie to deal with it. If you dare to run, beware of me cutting you to death!"

Kill you one by one, Bai Pinyan, who has never been said like this, is unhappy, and he can bully people if he relies on his kung fu, right? When I find some opportunity to cultivate peerless martial arts in the future, I will definitely arrest you Yan Shisan and spank you, see if you are arrogant or not.

It's okay to fantasize about it in your head, but the reality is that Yan Shisan, this guy, doesn't know where to make a hemp rope, and tied Bai Pinyan into a strong one, and he is not willing to let it go when he becomes a big zongzi.

"Master Thirteen, I didn't expect you to have this hobby!"

didn't understand what Bai Pinyan was saying, Yan Shisan quickly tied him into a mummy, and flew out in the air, like a birdman with two wings. Bai Pinyan saw clearly, there was really no Weiya behind Yan Shisan.

He had now figured out one thing, and that was that he had really crossed over. crossed over the body of a gangster, there is no peerless martial arts, there is no rich young master who spends a lot of money, at this time, I really want to complain, the author, you come out, I promise not to kill you.

The master duel is really called an earth-shattering ghost and god, and the tornado that scared the horse bandits and gangsters to flee has become a battlefield for Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan. Countless sword qi shot out from the core of the tornado in all directions, and the great desert was broken open by the sword qi, forming ravines that were large enough to bury three or four people.

Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship has reached a point that Bai Pinyan can't imagine, he is used to reading the routines of martial arts novels, and the sword aura emitted by the masters is invisible, and hurting people invisibly is pediatric. However, Xie Xiaofeng's sword qi turned into a visible figure, and in the swirling tornado, there was clearly a dragon emitting golden light that kept roaring.

In contrast, Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Swords did not have such a high artistic conception, and the scattered sword qi was colorful, surrounding the golden dragon, relying on the advantage of numbers, pecking at Xie Xiaofeng's dragon-like sword qi little by little.

Doesn't it mean that the victory or defeat of the master's duel is just a thought, but these two fierce men don't listen. Bai Pinyan couldn't see the situation in the tornado, and he should have passed thousands of moves if he did the math, but he hadn't even decided the winner.

It's boring to watch, and he's not a martial artist, and he doesn't know what superb martial arts are. All Bai Pinyan could think of at this time was to run away. Isn't there a saying in the rivers and lakes that says so? Leave the green mountains without worrying about the lack of firewood.

Jumping and jumping, Bai Pinyan's way of walking has really become a clumsy zombie in movies and TV series.

"Boom, boom!"

The tornado emitted the loudest sound that Bai Pinyan had heard in his life, and the tornado that rotated so much that the heavens and the earth changed color was torn apart by the two fierce men, and there was constantly the electric light emitted by the interweaving of the two swords in the middle, which was not much different from the dark clouds and lightning.

It seems that the two of them are already about to decide the winner and loser, and it is the right thing to run away quickly, and Bai Pinyan doesn't care about the outcome of their wins or losses. Bouncing all the way, looking back from time to time to see if Yan Shisan's guy was chasing him.

"Smack!", Bai Pinyan's face and mouth were covered with dense sand.

"Bah, bah!" Spit out the salty sand, thinking of countless camels and horses urinating on the sand, Bai Pinyan felt sick for a while. But, wait, how can there be a stone in the desert, and this stone is still a little soft.

As soon as he turned around, the tornado was gone, and Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan seemed to have divided the winner and loser. Retracting the gaze from afar, people who only look at the long term will never be able to survive in the rivers and lakes.

Beneath his feet lay a man, holding a seven-foot sword in his hand, wearing a neat robe, and his long black hair crawling wildly on the desert. The man who was gnawing on the sand had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was still a little handsome.

Bai Pinyan immediately recognized this person, wasn't it Xie Xiaofeng, the owner of Shenjian Villa? How could he put on such an indecent posture? Forget it, Bai Pinyan's two bound feet were still around his neck.

"Thank you, thank you!"

He shouted twice tentatively, but he didn't see any reaction from Xie Xiaofeng. Bai Pinyan grinned at the corners of his mouth and said, "Look at what you just did, you lost, you deserve it, I'm sorry!"