If you ask Gu Shaohua what he hates most in his life, he used to hate going to school, hating the job he didn't like, hating that he didn't have any money in his hand, after crossing over, he didn't hate these anymore, he only hated someone threatening his life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Repeated times like this, Gu Shaohua has hated to the bone marrow, if he is really powerless to resist, it will be fine, only to endure, and now that he has a bit of strength, he must not tolerate it, even if it is to fight with his life.

With a slight flap of the wind and thunder wings, Gu Shaohua fiercely rushed towards He Yunwei, and the blood-drinking sword slashed at the head, which seemed to be extremely explosive.

He Yunwei was slightly startled, he didn't expect Gu Shaohua to have the courage to do so, but he was not afraid at all, he was confident in his own strength, and he did not avoid it.

There was a chaotic sound of "jingle bell", and the two collided more than a dozen times in a moment, giving full play to their own strength, without hiding at all.

With the bonus of wind and thunder wings, Gu Shaohua's speed has become much faster, compared to He Yunwei, who does not fall into the wind, the two of them fight fast, and it can be seen that the sword light is full and the wind is howling.

"Good wings, good sword, these are mine. ”

After a temporary pause, He Yunwei shouted excitedly.

Gu Shaohua's cultivation is too inferior to him, but he can fight with him for a while, all relying on the power of the blood-drinking sword and the wings of wind and thunder, He Yunwei saw it in his eyes, and suddenly became greedy.

Angry and angry in his heart, but his face was calm, Gu Shaohua sneered: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." ”

After finishing speaking, without saying a word, he rushed forward to kill.

Maximizing his speed, Gu Shaohua rushed over like a gust of wind, and the blood-drinking sword slashed out at the most suitable angle, bringing out a faint sound of breaking the wind.

Not to be outdone, He Yunwei swung his sword to attack, the sword light was dazzling, and it hit Gu Shaohua's heart, and the so-called attack on the enemy must be saved.

Despite the sharpness of the blood-drinking sword and the speed of the wings of wind and thunder, Gu Shaohua knew that there was still a gap between his strength and He Yunwei.

With this kind of awareness, Gu Shaohua will not fight with He Yunwei for a long time, the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him, and it is best to fight quickly.

So, Gu Shaohua's face was ruthless, and in the face of He Yunwei's fierce sword, he did not dodge or dodge, only shifted his body slightly, avoided his heart, and slashed forward with the blood-drinking sword, but he was unswerving.

Yes, he was ruthless, and he was indeed very angry, and he did not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries, and he wanted to kill him on the spot.

Avoiding the sword of the heart, but stabbing it on the shoulder blade, Gu Shaohua's brows immediately furrowed tightly, and the expression on his face became a little hideous and painful, he gritted his teeth and endured, only paused slightly.

After a pause of only one-tenth of a breath, Gu Shaohua continued to rush forward, his shoulder blades tightly closed, and he clamped He Yunwei's long sword tightly, preventing him from pulling it out, and slashed the blood-drinking sword hard.

The long sword pierced an inch deep, and there seemed to be a tendon connected to the heart here, and the pain was so painful that the heart was about to twitch, but Gu Shaohua held back and didn't snort, the hand holding the sword was still as steady as Mount Tai.

In the past, Gu Shaohua was a person who was very afraid of pain, but now he can even bear such pain without changing his face, and the progress in it is indescribable, and the things he has experienced are indescribable.

In the past, Gu Shaohua was not suitable for cultivation, his qualifications were not good, his understanding was not high, and his will was weak, but now he is very different, he has the courage to face death, he can endure this kind of pain, and his will is strong, which has been improved thousands of times compared to before.

Pulling it out hard, but failing to pull out the sword, He Yunwei's offensive had a pause, Gu Shaohua seized this opportunity, and the blood-drinking sword slashed down.

Since he practiced, Gu Shaohua has not practiced other martial arts except for the sixteen styles of quenching the body and some basic swordsmanship, not because he doesn't want to improve his combat effectiveness, but just to concentrate.

He is a halfway monk and has stepped into the path of cultivation, not to mention that he is better than some genius monks of some sects, and even some casual cultivators may not be able to compare, he knows that his qualifications are poor, so he can only concentrate.

It is precisely because of his concentration that Gu Shaohua has a good grasp of the basic sword style, and he is familiar with it to the bones.

The basic sword style is indeed very basic, but don't think that such a sword move is not lethal, no matter what move, as long as you are skilled enough and decisive enough, you can kill.

The sword is the soldier's soldier, and the sword is the gentleman's soldier, some people say so, Gu Shaohua once thought so, but after really practicing the sword, he has his own understanding.

As one of the eighteen kinds of weapons, the sword was created to kill people, and swordsmanship is naturally also used to kill, as long as it can kill, it is a good swordsmanship.

Fu Hongxue's one-style knife drawing technique is just a simple method of drawing a knife, but it is amazingly powerful, and even some stunts can't be compared.

The sword that Gu Shaohua cut out may not be as good as Fu Hongxue's sword drawing technique, but it should not be underestimated, and the sword hit the shoulder.

The sword that he slashed out with all his strength, with Gu Shaohua's resentment, almost tore He Yunwei's shoulder and cut off one of his arms.

A sword gave He Yunwei tens of thousands of points of damage, but this is not the most important thing, the blood-sucking effect of the blood-drinking sword brings him more damage, just like the continuous damage of playing a game, dropping blood at a few points per second.

The blood-sucking effect of the blood-drinking sword is even more awesome than the continuous blood-shedding effect of some equipment in the game, and it is by no means a few points per second, it is tens or hundreds of points.

"Ahh

Hit hard by this, He Yunwei screamed, his face was distorted and unformed, if it was at night, he didn't need to change his clothes, he could directly pretend to be a ghost.

He Yunwei finally knew how powerful Gu Shaohua was, so he regretted that he shouldn't provoke him, but unfortunately it was too late, he felt that he was going to die, and all the strength in his body was lost from the wound.

He Yunwei felt that this was an illusion and tried to cheer up, but the feeling of weakness was real, and it continued to be weak, and the crisis of death was everywhere.

He Yunwei was frightened, and yelled very unattended: "Help!"

Yuan Lao, Sha Lao, Luo Lao and Lu Lao joined forces, and they saw that they had suppressed Shang Yunying, making him gradually tend to parry, and there was not much room to fight back, but when they heard He Yunwei's call for help and paid attention to it, they were all shocked.

The four of them were surprised that He Yunwei, a monk who cultivated the Qi Realm the day after tomorrow, was not Gu Shaohua's opponent, and was forced into such a situation, and saw that their lives were in danger.

It was even more shocked that He Yunwei's life was instantaneous, if he really let him die like this, they returned to the Zizhu Gang, but it was not easy to explain to the gang leader.

The four of them glanced at each other, and immediately understood what to do next, Yuan Lao wanted to get out of the battlefield and save He Yunwei, maybe he would slaughter Gu Shaohua easily.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to withdraw, how can it be so easy. ”

Shang Yunying said lightly, and suddenly there was an extra jade statue in his hand.

Today, a bird was found hanging in a tree in the yard, and it was rescued and released.