Xiyun flashed the first sword, and the other person's long sword followed, only to see the cold light flashing, and a piece of silver covered Xiyun's entire back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiyun complained bitterly, if Zizhu was in his hand, he didn't have to look at it, if he poked back, he would definitely be able to exchange for a momentary opportunity, but unfortunately now he could only flee in embarrassment, fortunately, he didn't care much about the image, rolled on the spot, and hid under the table, the sword qi behind him sneered, and the sword blade left traces on the floor.

It was also Xiyun's quick reaction, these two people's martial arts had reached the realm of first-class masters, and it was a sneak attack, thinking that if one blow missed, the second blow would definitely kill him, but he would hide under the table.

Qingliu has already reacted, but he can't understand it at all, and he will start fighting if he doesn't agree with each other? At this time, he didn't care about being the enemy of the power of a country, and shouted: "Stop me!" leaned over and grabbed the stretcher, "Fuck you!" He Chongrui, who was curled up inside, flew out, picked up the stretcher and smashed it at the two guards.

Of course, these two guards were not ordered by the queen or priests to attack Xiyun, but Qingliu was wrong, and thought that they were going to be enemies of a country, and blamed He Chongrui for this crime, so he was naturally not polite to him. However, although he was wrong, if this intention was known to Xiyun, he would definitely be moved.

He Chongrui was not moved, "Ah~!" screamed, hating it incomparably. Scourge without vain, twice!

The guard behind him noticed the sound of wind coming behind him, turned his head to look, and flew out with a sword in his hand, and with a "snort", the thick cloth between the two logs of the stretcher was torn.

Qingliu's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Thank you!" threw a piece of wood under the table, grabbed the other tail end with both hands, turned around, and swept violently.

The wood was whitish in color, very solid, as thick as three fingers, more than eight feet long, and held it in both hands. Qingliu's sweep brought a white wind and waves, bringing the two guards into the offensive range, and the power was unstoppable.

The two guards didn't expect this person to be seriously injured and not healed, he looked weak, he had such skills, they were all surprised, one jumped up in the air, the other knees folded, knelt on the ground, leaned back, but the figure slid forward, and at this moment, he also handed three swords to Xiyun under the table, the strain can be described as alert, and the murderous intent can be described as resolute.

Leaping up in the air, his legs shrunk in the air, his body shook violently, leaned forward, and the long sword flew into the air, stabbing Qingliu in the chest, so that he could not stop his companion.

Qingliu wanted to drag the stick back to pick her up, but he didn't expect that he couldn't drag it back, his face changed, and he hurriedly fell sideways, rolled on the ground, and narrowly avoided the sword.

At this time, a low shout came from under the table, and a long stick burst out, like a green dragon going out to sea, the wind and waves were raging, fierce and swift, and it was terrifying.

Where the long stick went, the guard on the kneeling ground had already bounced up, and suddenly retreated, and the soft sword shook out a circle of sword flowers in front of him.

"Puff puff" continued to sound muffled, the two forces couldn't help but fight, the guard was forced to take seven steps back, his face was pale from overexertion, but the cold sword light also cut off the head of the stick by more than a foot.

Xiyun fought with a sword in his left shoulder, and finally took the long stick, and immediately launched a counterattack, this fierce move his body flew out directly from the bottom of the table, and the power was overwhelming, but it was a pity that the white wood was thick and long, making it difficult for him to carry out his strength completely, and the head of the stick was cut off, otherwise the opponent would hurt her when he retreated to the fifth step.

The guard gritted his teeth for support, and suddenly gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, which actually shot straight at the door of Xiyunmian.

This move is also very weird, Xiyun was startled, and immediately turned his head to dodge, and there was a trace of flaw in the stick.

The guard took advantage of this momentary opportunity to suddenly turn away, and the long stick shot almost against her scalp and into the back hole.

Xiyun castration is strong, and the internal injuries have not healed, at this time, he can't take it, the long stick hits the pillar, "dong~" dull sound, the whole hall shook, and although the white wood is solid, it obviously can't withstand such a huge force, the stick head bursts and scatters in two feet, the sawdust flies, and there is an extra half-foot deep seal on the pillar.

The queen's face was shocked, and the priest's blue eyes could not hide their horror.

Qingliu was not happy at this time, he was forced to roll on the ground, and he couldn't stand up, so he kept moving on the ground with his waist and back as if he were mopping the ground, but he also relied on the stick and the long sword to keep the guard on the periphery, and he was not injured.

"Senior brother, stop posing, come and save me. Qingliu saw that Xiyun hit the whole hall with a stick, but he kept holding the stick in both hands, and the posture of rushing forward with an arrow did not move, and he couldn't help but shout.

Where is Xiyun posing, such a violent impact, his own arm has been injured, after all, this wooden stick is too thick and long, and it is not easy to use.

The sword flashed violently, but it was the guard who gritted his teeth and attacked again, her face was pale, obviously badly injured, but she was brave and fearless, and her expression was determined.

Xiyun's breath was sluggish, and he hadn't recovered his breath yet, and it was inconvenient to dance with his hands, so he was forced to retreat five steps in a blink of an eye, and the long stick turned into a short stick, and he fell to the ground one by one, leaving only three feet in his hand.

The queen looked worried, these two people seemed to be dead soldiers, and their murderous intentions were so determined, and they didn't care about their serious injuries. Seeing that the situation was critical, she was about to ring the bell to summon the guards outside the temple, but the priest stretched out his hand to stop her.

Seeing Xiyun constantly retreating, another guard showed joy on his face, and suddenly gave up the clear stream, his body soared, and he sneaked up from behind.

The muscles behind Xiyun tightened, and he had already noticed it, his face couldn't help but change, but his eyes were surprisingly calm, and he suddenly stepped back inexplicably.

Qingliu's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Be careful!"

Xiao Yuan covered his mouth and exclaimed, closing his eyes and not daring to look.

The queen and the priest also snorted softly, surprised and shocked, didn't he notice that there was a sword behind his back?

Both assassins are overjoyed, and they are about to succeed!

Seeing that the long sword was about to pierce into Xiyun's body, his body suddenly became shorter, and the wooden stick took off his hand, flew backwards, and hit the tip of the sword, and actually pierced it. At the same time, he propped his hands on the ground, straightened his waist, flew upside down, and bullied the woman in front of him, his legs swept towards her door like a whirlwind.

The woman behind only felt that the tip of the sword sank, and for a moment, she saw Xiyun rising into the air, her body was upside down, and the entire upper body was in front of her. Even if it was wood, the force of this blow would break his head and bleed.

At this time, Xiyun had already kicked back another woman, and the black shadow covered him before he met, he laughed, put his hands together, and grabbed the wooden stick, and then twisted his waist, and his body flipped back, twisting the wooden stick with his hand, the wooden stick was connected to the long sword, and a twisting force was quickly sent into the woman's hand.

The woman's face changed greatly, and the huge force surged, wrists, arms, and then shoulders, half of her body was twisted and turned, and the severe pain hit, and she was about to fall out, but as soon as she gritted her teeth and shook her hand, the long sword suddenly became soft, and finally her luck was withdrawn, but she had to take three steps back to stand firm, and the meridians of her arms were already damaged. Fortunately, she used a soft sword, and fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, otherwise she would not only have lost her weapon this time, but also had her entire arm to be deboned.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene, in such a desperate situation, the little monk almost broke the enemy and won, this response was simply incredible.

Qingliu had already stepped forward at this time, and when he saw that the other woman dodged Xiyun's leg and forced it forward, he immediately shook his luck and pushed the long stick out

The woman's face changed slightly, the long stick was not aimed at herself, but it intercepted the way, if she entered again, she would be hit by the long stick first, and she could only slow down.

Xiyun reacted faster, the long stick broke through the air, just in front of him, he flicked it casually, the long stick rotated in the air and changed direction, he came to the end of the stick with a short body, and slapped it out, and the long stick hit straight away, crashing into the woman's chest.

The momentum was strong and ferocious, and the woman had to retreat, circle the soft sword again, cut off the three knots of the stick, and when it was weak, she kicked it away again.

Then the priest cried out, "Continue." With a shake of the robe, a purple bamboo, a black flute, and a long sword, three weapons appeared in the air.

Qingliu was overjoyed, he was close to the throne, he immediately jumped up, caught the seven-star flute, his spirit was shocked, but he was puzzled, our weapons were originally asked to be collected by her, but why did they return them to us at this time?

Xiyun was even happier when he saw Zizhu, but he was also puzzled, how many things were hidden in the priest's black robe, and the crystal ball before was taken out of the sleeve robe, and after putting it back, there was no abnormality, and I don't know where to put it?

Xiyun's figure spread, and he grabbed Zizhu in the air.

Seeing that he was vacating into the air, the two assassins had nowhere to borrow their strength, and they could not afford to lose the opportunity, so they forced a breath, their bodies advanced and rose sharply, and their swords exchanged swords left and right, and they were about to stab him through the air with a volley.

The queen secretly screamed badly, and the little master was anxious to return the weapon, but now he fell into danger.

Xiyun was still four feet away from Zizhu, and the two soft swords that had collapsed straight were already within two feet.

At this time, he suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound, and Zizhu suddenly accelerated and shot straight towards Xiyun's hand.

Everyone was stunned, this scene was extremely strange, Zizhu obviously increased its speed, and even the direction changed slightly, but no one touched it, how could it react like this?

Qingliu remembered the speed and strength of Zizhu's shooting of Zhong Hengling, as well as his own Seven-Star Flute Cliff Savior, so he didn't feel strange at all now, but smiled slightly and clenched the Seven-Star Flute.

Xiyun also smiled, smiling contentedly. As soon as Zizhu started, a sense of close connection spread throughout the body, and it was integrated, just like the return of the closest partner, and I was overjoyed. Xiyun's spirit was shocked, and his body immediately twisted in the air, and two purple shadows flew out like lightning, one left and one right.

"Ahh

At this time, the long sword in the air that no one picked up fell to the ground, and Qingliu's body had moved, catching up with an assassin, the seven-star flute trembled, and a faint sound wave hit her ears, making her slightly distracted, and then the seven-star flute clicked three times in a row to restrain her acupoint.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other assassin suddenly turned around, his soft sword collapsed, and he pounced on Xiao Yuan. They had been attacking Xiyun from beginning to end, and no one could have imagined that she would change the target of her attack at this time.