The Crow Nine Sword flew out with its true qi in its mouth, and Shi Tong was forced to stop the offensive and flick the sword into the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhu Yushi took the opportunity to take a breath and recovered some internal strength. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Crow Nine Sword in the air, and Shi Tong also expected that Zhu Yushi would definitely try his best to snatch the sword back next, so he stopped attacking and waited for Zhu Yushi's actions. This judgment was not wrong, but it was wrong to really think that Zhu Yushi was a swordsman.

Zhu Yushi relieved himself, leaned over, and unleashed Yanqing Boxing. Shi Tong decided that he was just a false move, meaning to seize the sword, so he did not take strict precautions and was ready to intercept him in the air. Who knew that Zhu Yushi's punch was condensed with ten successes, and when he sensed the angry wave of fist wind, he gasped, and it was too late to dodge, so he took this punch with a scabbard. With a "boom", the fist hit the scabbard, and Shi Tong picked it up and took three steps back. Zhu Yushi took advantage of the situation to catch up, and attacked sixteen punches in a row, he also had footwork in his boxing, skillful and free, in one go, everyone understood that fists and feet were his real kung fu. Shi Tong was in a hurry by this punch and kick, staggered left and right, and his image was embarrassed. Zhu Yushi suddenly shook a fist, turned one leg, and kicked Shi Tong's back with the other leg, because his body was too fast, Shi Tong only felt that the other party suddenly disappeared, and when he felt the wind behind him, he couldn't dodge, and was kicked in the back of the heart. "Kick, kick, kick" fell forward a few steps, so that he could hang and crawl, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. The Qin brothers, who were watching the battle, jumped up in panic and shouted, "Master, are you okay?"

Zhu Yushi knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he hurriedly stepped forward to attack. Who knew that at this moment, two fierce knife qi like a violent wind blew in front of him, so frightened that he hurriedly dodged to the side, and a corner of his clothes was cut by the knife qi, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Looking at Shi Tong's double knives again, there were no scabbards, and the two bright ghost-headed knives glowed with an eerie cold light in the sun.

He stretched out his arms, each holding a knife, and the two knives spread out like fans, and he groaned, "It's good that you can force me to draw a knife." Zhu Yushi sighed, his pupils contracted, and he felt a fierce knife qi sweeping through his body, the knife did not move, the knife qi had spread, I don't know how many unjust ghosts died under this knife, this is the real murderous knife, the murderous knife method. Zhu Yushi knew that the real battle had only begun now, so he suppressed his internal injuries and concentrated on the enemy.

At this moment, Shi Tong's figure suddenly flickered, and he was already within five zhang, like a galloping wild horse, dancing like a wind with two knives, rolling up a cloud of wild sand and fallen leaves, and the sword light turned into two fierce matches, like the Milky Way from under the sky.

This is Shi Tong's self-created 'Ghost King Three Styles' in the 'Hurricane Style', the previous ones used were all 'Ghost Shadow Style', and there is also a move 'Blood Killing Style', there are hundreds of variations in each style, and this 'Hurricane Style' is the most laborious one, which shows that he has regarded Zhu Yushi as a lifelong rival.

Zhu Yushi was intimidated by the knife momentum, the hairs on his body stood up, his legs trembled slightly, and he barely dodged, and his arms were still cut by the knife qi. Then the sword light turned into countless lights and shadows, like bursting fireworks, dazzling and dizzying. Zhu Yushi gritted his teeth, and his body rushed out like an arrow, but who knew that Daoguang was in hot pursuit, and followed closely. Zhu Yushi changed direction again, his leg was cut again, two inches into the flesh, and the blood stained his pants red. Lei Zhen didn't mean to stop it, because he knew that it was useless to stop it, and no one could stop Shi Tong when he wanted to kill someone.

The knife light is like a big net cast by a fisherman, and Zhu Yushi is like a big fish in the net, once the net goes down, the fish is already in it, no matter how the fish tosses and jumps, it is difficult to jump out of the net. A tea kung fu has been broken eight holes, and the space that can move is getting smaller and smaller, and it is forced into a corner, and it is almost out of the water. Zhu Yushi suddenly had a wave of anger in his heart, and he was willing to fight to the death rather than be driven around like a rat crossing the street. He suddenly rolled over and jumped towards the knife net, condensing the little internal force he had left and grabbed Shi Tong's right wrist, thinking that I would exchange my life for one of your hands, and I would definitely make you pay the price.

It's a pity that his judgment was wrong again, and with his skills at this time, it was difficult to break through Shi Tong's knife web, just like a moth crashing into a spider's web and killing himself. He sighed, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come. Death is a relief, you can forget your sorrows and troubles forever, but Zhu Yushi doesn't want to die, he still has too many wishes to fulfill. Death is not a person's business, he doesn't dare to imagine how many people's fate will be changed after death, Luo Tianchu will be desperate to avenge himself, his mother white-haired man sent black-haired people, and died depressed. Jiang Nuer became a widow, Yilian lost her father, hundreds of members of the Zhu family will also die, Zhu Zhirui's fate may be even worse, as long as there is a possibility, he wants to live.

I wonder if there is a god living in the heavens, and if the gods are really listening to the prayers of the believers. Zhu Yushi was by no means a devout believer, not even a believer, but the gods seemed to hear his prayers and fulfilled his wishes, so he did not die. Not only did he not die, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the sword light had disappeared, and he was holding Shi Tong's ghost head knife in his hand. He had obviously given up resistance just now, and he didn't have half the strength in his hand to grab Shi Tong, how did the knife get into his hand? Could it really be that the gods appeared and saved his life, and also helped him capture the opponent's weapon?

He turned around hesitantly, saw Shi Tong's back, and found that his right hand was really empty, and when he was puzzled, Shi Tong turned around silently, and his resolute face carved like granite was still as cold as frost, and said lightly: "I lost." Every word he said was very clear, but Zhu Yushi couldn't believe his ears, obviously he had won, why did he admit defeat? How did the knife get into his hands? I didn't know what to say for a while. Shi Tong continued: "Can the old man get the knife back?" Zhu Yushi was stunned and silently returned the knife. Shi Tong didn't speak, took the knife and strode away. The dumbfounded Qin brothers also hurriedly followed.

The audience boiled again, and they all applauded for Zhu Yushi, Lei Zhen, Zhuo Xinghai, Lin Zhongxiu, and Zhuo Chong came to congratulate one after another, Zhu Yushi didn't say anything, only he knew that the person who won was not himself, where was he happy. Lei Zhen smiled: "I really can't see that you were deliberately showing weakness just now, and you did a good job." It's a good thing I didn't stop the game, otherwise I wouldn't have seen your wonderful comeback. "Zhu Yushi thought to himself that you would be an afterthought. Lei Zhen continued: "I forgot that you are seriously injured, go back and rest." ”

Xiao Zhuo walked out of the crowd when he helped Zhu Yu, and the audience applauded warmly and applauded loudly. Zhu Yushi was as if he hadn't heard anything, and he was nervous. On the way down the mountain, he suffered an injury and sat on the stone next to the road to rest, Zhuo Chong said excitedly: "Father-in-law, you are so powerful, you can turn defeat into victory, is this what you call strategy?" Zhu Yushi sighed and said, "It's not me who wins." Zhuo Chong said with a smile: "Father-in-law doesn't have to be modest, thousands of eyes have seen that you have snatched the ghost head knife from the master of the stone hall, and the master of the stone hall also has the grace, and if the weapon is taken away, he will no longer fight, and he will admit defeat quickly." Zhu Yushi sealed the acupoints around the wound on his leg, and carefully recalled what happened just now, the only explanation was that Shi Tong deliberately stuffed the knife into his hand and deliberately admitted defeat. But this duel was initiated by him, and why did he do it, only he himself can answer. In any case, it is the greatest luck that he is still alive. (To be continued.) )