Lei Xiaoming continued: "But Young Master Ben, I'm not stupid, my eyes are also sharp, and I finally saw through your identity at the last moment, and immediately used light skills to rush over and intercept you, Lu Shaoyun, a little bastard." ”

Lei Xiaoming's eyes flashed with cold light: "Lu Shaoyun, today is your death! You just obediently accept your fate, who called you a person from the Longmen Dart Bureau, who told you to offend our Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, who told you to crash into the hands of our Lei family brothers." It's hard for you to fly today!"

When Lu Shaoyun heard this, he knew the true identity of the person who came, he was slightly startled, his whole body became cold and hard, and then he didn't care what the other party said, turned his head, spread his steps, and desperately ran away.

The corners of the two brothers of the Lei family invariably showed a contemptuous smile on the corner of their mouths, and then let go of their footsteps and chased forward, their bodies were like cheetahs, their feet kicked into the ground, and the whole person immediately flew out of a long distance.

Although Lu Shaoyun practiced the Shaolin Zhen School's "Yijin Sutra" for a few days, his internal strength increased greatly, and after later recuperation, his own skills have also completely recovered, but his kung fu of losing weight and escaping has not improved much, and he is slightly worse than the two brothers of the Lei family.

Seeing that the distance between the hostile sides was getting closer and closer, Lu Shaoyun knew that this pair of "Lei family brothers" would catch up with him sooner or later, and it was not a way to dodge like this, and he had to have some unexpected strategy to escape this catastrophe.

So Lu Shaoyun began to run away, observing the surrounding situation while thinking about the pattern of strategy.

I don't know how long time has passed, Lu Shaoyun still hasn't come up with any good plans, and the distance between the opposing sides is only more than two zhang, and there is a small teahouse placed outside not far ahead.

As long as he has a few more breaths of effort, Lu Shaoyun will be caught up by the "two brothers of the Lei family" and sneak attack from behind.

Lu Shaoyun's eyes turned slightly, and he saw a person in front of him with a matching sword hanging from his waist, so he hurriedly accelerated his pace and rushed over, stretched out his right hand, and casually took off the matching sword that looked relatively long.

Although Lu Shaoyun took off the matching sword, his body did not slow down at all, and continued to rush forward, and the scenery and people around him flew straight behind him like arrows.

Lu Shaoyun suddenly used his internal force, forced his feet over, and stepped out of two big pits underground, and his legs were also deeply sunk in, and his whole person immediately stopped.

The two brothers of the Lei family were slightly surprised when they saw Lu Shaoyun's performance, this person has not improved much in light skills after such a period of time, but the internal force in his body has improved by leaps and bounds.

Lu Shaoyun stretched out his left hand, grabbed the wooden table of a small teahouse next to him, and threw it at the two brothers of the Lei family.

At the same time, Lu Shaoyun's right foot kicked out fiercely and kicked the waist of a willow tree next to him, the willow tree was disconnected, and he rushed towards the second brother of the Lei family, bringing up a violent sound of wind, which made the eyebrows, clothes and beards of the second brother of the Lei family fly straight behind him.

Lu Shaoyun then held the relatively long matching sword in his right hand, and rushed towards the two brothers of the Lei family with a quick step, wanting to take the opportunity to kill one or both of them.

The big brothers of the Lei family saw a table and a willow tree bombarding the two of them one after another, the two quickly glanced at each other, signaled to each other, Lei Daming walked towards the wooden table, and with a forceful flick, the table had already gone straight to the side.

Lei Xiaoming took a deep breath suddenly, gathered his dantian, stretched his arms, and punched out the willow tree fiercely, with a click, the entire willow tree was broken into several pieces, and scattered around.

As soon as the entire willow tree dispersed, the sword light flashed in front of Lei Xiaoming's eyes, and he saw Lu Shaoyun holding a long sword in his hand, dancing out of several circles, and surrounded him at a super fast speed.

All of a sudden, the situation became white-hot and tense.

Lei Xiaoming's right hand touched his waist, and there was a click, and the sword light flashed in mid-air, flying towards Lu Shaoyun.

Lei Xiaoming and Lu Shaoyun were already together in an instant, and the sword light and sword shadow were handed over in mid-air, and when the sound of the long time couldn't stop, the two figures floated around, bringing up gusts of strong wind, but there was no blood and torn clothes splashing out.

Although Lu Shaoyun and Lei Xiaoming's martial arts and weapons are different, their martial arts are not much different.

Winter goes to spring, sunset and moonrise. Time passes according to its own laws every time, and it is always faster or slower because of something.

I don't know how long it has been, Lu Shaoyun and Lei Xiaoming have already fought forty or fifty moves.

Because Lu Shaoyun and Lei Xiaoming are both people on the rivers and lakes, they know several kung fu, they look good in fighting and fighting, swords come and go, fists and palms flutter, the wind is whistling, and the posture is beautiful and stylish, it is like a visual feast, which immediately attracted many people to watch.

One by one, the people spread the situation here, attracting more people to flock to it, shouting to each other and cheering for their idols.

Lu Shaoyun and Lei Xiaoming fought for another thirty or forty moves amid the shouts of the people, but the victory or defeat was still not scored, and all kinds of fighting sounds continued to spread.

As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry.

Lei Xiaoming, who was fighting with Lu Shaoyun, didn't feel anything, but Lei Daming was so anxious that he didn't want to, his brows furrowed, he smacked his tongue again and again, paced around on the ground, and sometimes even stomped his feet involuntarily.

In the end, Lei Daming finally couldn't bear it anymore, only to hear a choking sound, and the cold light was strong, but it was Lei Daming who pulled out the sword on his waist, and his feet were about to move, so he wanted to rush off the field, do shameless things, and attack Lu Shaoyun with his little brother.

Seeing this, the people around them shouted loudly, all kinds of words, and the emotions were intense, and the scene seemed to add fuel to the fire, as if falling into a well.

"Shameless guy, don't you feel ashamed to find someone to help if you can't beat it?"

"The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, as long as you win, where can you care so much?

"Yes, yes, come on!" The man then smiled obscenely: "It's fun and interesting to have a 'three-person fight', I like to watch 'three-person fight'!"

PS: That's all this month, wait for next month. This month, I read the clips I wrote before, and slightly revised the typography and typos, which took a lot of time.

Coupled with miscellaneous chores and lazy cancer, I wrote relatively little, and I didn't save the manuscript, so I felt sorry for myself and my readers.

I'll be out of school at the beginning of next month, so I hope it's enough to write a little more and save some drafts.

(To be continued.) )