Qingliu immediately broke into the door, and there was really something burning in the house, and seven or eight people tore up the paper books and threw them into the three braziers, as well as some letters and other materials. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Qingliu was about to stop drinking, but suddenly his face changed, and he hurriedly rolled to the right.

A sword light flew down from overhead, piercing the floor with a "poof". The man was on his head and feet, a pair of sharp eyes stared at Qingliu, his right arm shook, the tip of the sword was picked out, and two pieces of sawdust **** Qingliu.

Qing lingered and met a master, and he was already mentally vigilant, this person's martial arts are high, and he can't be careless. The seven-star flute flickered left and right, and the two strong currents separated, knocking away the swift sawdust.

The long sword slid like water, seemed to be slow and fast, close to three feet, and suddenly the sword body shook, and dozens of sword lights appeared, blocking the five vital points on Qingliu's upper body.

Qingliu's eyes lit up suddenly, he took a step back under his feet, his arm shrank with the seven-star flute, and suddenly burst out, and a fierce true qi passed through the straight pipe, concentrated a beam, and shot like a crossbow.

The swordsman's face was a little old, he felt bad at this time, his expression changed, three wrinkles on his forehead sank inward, and he suddenly retracted the sword light, turned into a bundle, and hit his head head.

"Boom~" There was a muffled sound, and a violent wind broke out.

The swordsman's face was different, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly looked to the left, and sure enough, he heard a "clang", and the strong wind gushed out, knocking over the nearest brazier two feet away, and the flames scattered.

Qingliu smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, brother." ”

The swordsman was suddenly furious, "Cunning monk, give me death!" It turned out that the clear stream true qi that had just hit seemed to be very concentrated and condensed, but in fact, it was loose and manic, and when he touched the sword qi, it immediately exploded, and almost all of his power turned into qi waves.

Several other people also provoked this unexpected blow, but there are a lot of materials around them, and the overall situation is important, so it is better to burn it as soon as possible, and can only stare at Qingliu angrily.

The killing machine of the swordsman has skyrocketed, and the sword has turned into a rainbow, chasing the clear stream.

Qingliu didn't fight him, and shouted in his mouth: "Liu, come quickly, there is a master of sword making here!"

The men were ready to attack him, and he suddenly retreated, and although he did not knock over the brazier, it slowed down the burning of the men.

The swordsman was so angry that he shouted, "You just burn it, he can touch it." ”

Liu shouted outside today: "Give me a little time, this guy can't do swordsmanship, he will only entangle people." ”

There are more than ten people in this place, and all of them are extraordinary.

Xiyun fought three people alone, the field had been expanded, everything around him was under control, Heizhu knocked open two big knives, and the huge force made the two people take two steps back, Xiyun's body moved, and pounced on the person who made the meteor hammer.

The man was brave, and when he saw the speed of the stream, he was not afraid at all, and grabbed the iron chain four feet from the meteor hammer, spun around, and smashed it hard.

Xiyun's figure suddenly flashed, appearing on the right side of the person, and the black bamboo split into five bamboo shadows in a flash.

The meteor hammer spun around and smashed it, and suddenly "Ah!" exclaimed, his whole body trembled, his legs stiffened, his arms were still raised, and the meteor hammer spun around, and the violent force dragged him to the ground.

Xiyun smiled slightly, Lian Qianqiu's stitching method can be cleverly tightened, and it is more effective to use the black bamboo that is now six feet long. He knows how to cooperate with the power of the field, this person has flaws all over his body, the most obvious is his lower plate, this person uses a heavy weapon, the lower plate is extremely stable, but he also loses flexibility, and the strongest place has become a flaw.

The man fell to the ground, cursing to himself, but his eyes were staring at his meteor hammer, not knowing whether to scold Xiyun or the weapon that dragged him down.

The sound of the wind behind him was subtle, Xiyun listened to the sound and identified the position, and there was nothing missing in the field, but he deliberately did not notice it, and when he was within three feet, his figure suddenly lifted, he rose into the air, his legs were forked, and the black bamboo occupied the air advantage with a length of six feet, and stabbed violently.

A black bamboo almost turned into two, and the two swordsmen failed to sneak attack, but withered down and struggled to resist. "Ding ding bell" sounded, and the Xiyun Demon Body was superimposed with chaotic true qi, and its power was extremely powerful. The two men had painful expressions on their faces, and their knees were bent more and more.

Xiyun saw the tremor of their arms with astonishing eyes, and snorted, with the help of the countershock force received by the stabbing to keep it in the air, condescendingly, pressing one against two.

"Let it go!" Xiyun let out a low snort, and Heizhu clicked it four more times, as fast as lightning.

The two of them were stiff, holding the hilt of the knife firmly, their faces full of hideousness, and they were obviously full of strength.

"Knock" two sounds, two knives broke from it, half fell to the ground, the two tiger's mouths cracked, but they grabbed the handle of the knife, although the knife was broken, but it added to the heroism, holding half a knife towards the stream and sweeping away.

Xiyun hit them short with a long blow, and the black bamboo trembled and immediately pointed them to the acupoint, and the two of them maintained a hideous posture of angry eyes, raised eyebrows, and pursed their lips, their knees bent slightly, one foot on the ground, and the other foot was about to get up.

Xiyun thought to himself: "These people must think that what they have done is deserved, even righteous, otherwise why are they so brave and fearless?" sighed slightly in his heart, swept his body, and rushed towards the gate.

When Liu heard the news today, he knew that Xiyun had already dealt with the three of them, so he was angry and said secretly: "Fight with me, go to death!" The sword suddenly slammed into the heart of the swordsman like lightning. He wants to overcome the brooks and clouds in every way.

The swordsman has been almost stabbed to death by Liu today several times, and each time he used desperate means to save his life, at this time, when he saw that the other party was as fast as a shock, he knew that he couldn't dodge, so he had to repeat his old tricks, and a sword stabbed out, aiming at Liu Jin's throat.

Liu Jin's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he shouted: "Take it for granted!" The sword light burst violently, and a three-foot-long black sword suddenly burst out of the sword, instantly piercing the heart of the swordsman, and the sword light continued to unabated, "poof" pierced through a pillar nearly two feet thick, and the hole was smooth, as if a craftsman had carefully polished it with sandpaper.

The swordsman froze in place, his right arm still stabbing at the sword, his face full of disbelief, he looked down at the hole in his chest, finally determined that he was dead, and threw himself forward.

Qingliu caught a glimpse of Liu following Xiyun today, but he snorted coldly and said, "Liu today, it's just a third-rate swordsman, it takes so long?" took this opportunity to fight back against Liu today and said that they were slow to deal with the Guan family today. He took the long sword with a horizontal flute, and the sound hole inspired three qi to rush forward.

The swordsman was frightened and hurriedly raised his head to avoid it.

Qingliu's arm shook again, pushing the swordsman towards Liu today, and the difficult bones were handed over to Liu today.

Liu has an angry look in his eyes today, a third-rate swordsman?

Xiyun saw a brazier poured on the ground, and immediately understood the gist, the black bamboo poked down, stabbed at the bottom of a brazier, and suddenly felt the strong wind in front of him, the power was amazing, and he hurriedly fixed his figure, and sealed his palm in front of him with his left hand.

"Bang~"

Xiyun let out a low snort, and his body slid backwards.

A majestic middle-aged man stopped in front of him, his eyes shining and his bald hair shining.

Xiyun's left arm was in severe pain, and the demon body felt that his strength was inferior to that of the other party for the first time.

"Stinky boy, you are looking for death!" The bald man placed his arms on his sides, spread out his palms and then clenched them, his five fingers were thick and short, his palms were thick, and his fists were twice as big as ordinary people.

Xiyun's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Come again!" As soon as his body moved, he rushed forward, his legs kicked on the ground, and he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

The bald man's eyes were round, and he roared angrily, and a furious aura erupted like a volcano, and the demonic energy all over his body surged, and he attacked bravely and fearlessly.

For the first time, Xiyun felt that the black bamboo was a little in the way, and without hesitation, he shot it out, as strong and swift as a meteor lightning. The big man could only turn to the side, and the big fist wanted to hit the side of the black bamboo, but it hit the air, and the black bamboo broke through the air like a streamer, knocking over a brazier.

The big man was even angrier, and his demonic energy became more and more flamboyant, and he smashed out with a punch.

Xiyun's body flashed with black light, and his fist immediately struck up.

"Boom~" The two fists, one large and one small, slammed together, and the air was all squeezed out with a "porphyry", forming a vacuum, and the violent air waves immediately surged around, and even Qing, Liu Jin, and others felt that their bodies were as uncomfortable as having been cut by the blade.

Although Xiyun has never learned boxing, the principles of martial arts have their own similarities, and the instinctive reaction of the demon body is even more terrifyingly accurate, making him punch after punch, not at all like someone who has never learned boxing.

The four fists fought together, and from time to time they bombarded each other, stirring up a heavy wave of qi.

The bald man's demonic aura is extremely condensed, full of anger, full of a sense of toughness and unyielding, and he is not afraid of confrontation with the demon body at all, but the more he fights, the more angry he becomes, the more angry he becomes, as if he wants to go beyond the limit and surpass the shackles.

Although the demon body superimposed the chaotic true qi is extremely strong, the opponent is a super-first-class master who has been practicing hard for thirty or forty years, his strength is incomparable, and his fist skills are even more profound and profound, and he is clumsy, no matter how fast and fierce Xiyun's punch is, he will block it.

And sometimes he punched out, and Xiyun had to make multiple punches to resist, and then "soft grinding and hard bubbles" to unload part of the strength to keep his feet unretreating.

After fighting more than 20 moves, Xiyun had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly turned his fist into a palm, the five fingers of his right hand were opened, and he swept horizontally, and his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger immediately brought out three strong currents and drew out.

The bald man was startled, the current was extremely sharp, and he came to the door again, he couldn't touch it, and hurriedly raised his head to dodge.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiyun's mouth, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were together, his arm shrank back, and he leaned forward suddenly, like a spear suddenly like a sword stab, sharp and domineering.

The bald man changed his face, and a punch was blasted out, the fist and the finger strength collided together, only to feel that the fist was numb, and the sharp energy drilled over like sword qi.

Xiyun got a cheap move, it was really like an empowerment, suddenly enlightened, suddenly swinged, and his right foot kicked out, just like a big gun, the angry dragon went out to sea.

The bald man smashed his fist, only to feel that the opponent's legs were extremely strong, and he had to take a step back to buffer.

Xiyun couldn't help laughing, extremely happy, his left leg flew up, fast and skillful, and his knees and ankles seemed to be constantly changing and turning, ethereal and uncertain.

The bald man's face turned pale, and he couldn't see the momentum of this kick clearly, so he immediately made a decision and took a step back.

Xiyun was even more happy, and his left foot was raised and stood up to the sky.

The bald man's eyes immediately lit up, and he was about to rush forward, when he suddenly heard Xiyun shouting, "Fooled!" The long legs that rose to the sky suddenly slashed down like a giant sword, as fast as lightning, and unstoppable. (To be continued.) )