He Chengli looked at the long sword that was only half cut in his hand, and was a little stunned in his heart. Although his sword is not a divine weapon, it is also sharpened like clay. Now, a picture was cut off by the fat man in front of him who looked like he was rotten. Then, that is to say, the knife in the hand of the little fat man is definitely a treasure knife. Even if he changes his weapon again, I'm afraid that he will not be able to sleep, and he will have to fold it in his hand.

"It's not fair. He Chengli seemed to mumble to himself: "Your knife is too fast, even if you win, you also rely on divine soldiers, and you can't count them." ”

The little fat man used the Qiushui Yanling knife for the first time to fight with someone, although he had long known that the Qiushui Yanling knife was extremely sharp. However, I never expected that it would be as sharp as a sword. cut off He Chengli's long sword with one sword, in fact, this was not his original intention. Seeing He Chengli's somewhat unbelievable demeanor, he was also a little ashamed in his heart. After all, people who cultivate immortals take weapons very seriously. Now, just cutting off other people's weapons, I don't know what He Chengli is feeling distressed about now.

"Let's change two ordinary weapons and try again. The little fat man saw that He Chengli was a little depressed, so he proposed.

He Chengli gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." After speaking, He Chengli turned around and walked towards the master, came to the master Shaosong, and said a few words. Shao Song nodded, waved his hand and asked the other disciples to take the two swords again and hand them to He Chengli. After He Chengli thanked the master, he walked up to the little fat man and said, "Little fat man, can you try this knife?"

Zhu Xiaopang took the knife and saw that it was just an ordinary machete. This kind of machete can be seen in the bazaar, in any weapon store. Compared with his own Qiushui Yanling knife, the quality is too poor.

The little fat man nodded and said, "Okay, you wait for me first." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the teacher. When he came to Ji Yanling, he said, "Master, you help me take down this knife." With that, Zhu Xiaopang handed the Qiushui Yanling knife to Ji Yanling. Because, holding a knife and carrying a knife on your waist is too cumbersome. Zhu Xiaopang thought about it, and gave the knife to Shi Niang for safekeeping.

Ji Yanling hesitated for a moment, took the knife, and said, "Little fatty, your cultivation is so poor." Otherwise, don't compare. ”

Between the words, there was a sense of concern, which moved Chubby.

"It's okay, Master. With that, Xiaopang turned his head and strode towards He Chengli.

"Are you ready?" asked He Chengli.

"Are you ready?" Zhu Xiaopang asked rhetorically, not to be outdone.

"Hahaha, okay. He Chengli laughed, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon going out to sea, and like a raging storm, attacking Zhu Xiaopang. The long sword attacked Zhu Xiaopang in the upper, middle and lower three sets, and no matter which one he avoided, the other two games would inevitably be injured by the sword qi. His sword move has a famous name, called "Three Stars in the Sky".

It's a good Zhu Xiaopang, I saw that his eyes were quick and his hands were fast, and the big knife in his hand met He Chengli's long sword, and he only heard the crisp sound of clanging when he arrived at home. Immediately, the two separated. Zhu Xiaopang gasped, and the beads of sweat on his head kept flowing down. Just now, although he blocked He Chengli's offensive, after all, everyone was already in the four-elephant period, and he Zhu was still in the endless period of getting a first glimpse of the door. It's just so hard, and it's not a small loss. Now I still feel that my arms are numb, and there is a faint tendency to hold the knife unsteadily.

As soon as he made a move just now, He Chengli had already tried out, this little fat man's cultivation was very average, and it was not even as good as the average. Although his cultivation is incomparable, the speed is too fast, so fast that people are a little overwhelmed. Fang Cai himself only slashed him with more than ten swords, but he replaced himself with fifty or sixty swords. If it weren't for his profound skills and quick reactions, he would have almost been injured under his knife. How can we slow down his speed? He Chengli frowned and felt that it was a lot of trouble.

said that it was too late and that was fast, He Chengli was not idle in his hands, and without waiting for the little fat man to take a breather, he slashed at Zhu Xiaopang's waist, using the common "sweeping thousands of armies" in martial arts. The little fat man didn't dare to fight, the long knife in his hand was horizontal, and he gently pushed He Chengli's long sword outward. A seemingly understated "push the boat" resolved the crisis in front of him.

"Okay!" A crisp cheer, the little fat man didn't have to look back, and he could hear that this was Senior Sister Qiao Ruyan's voice.

"Zhu Xiaopang, come on! If you win the battle, go back and let your mother make your favorite pig's head meat by herself." ”

Hearing Qiao Ruyan's pig's head meat temptation/confusion, the little fat man secretly swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, and traces of Halazi were vaguely visible at the corners of his mouth. But He Chengli was attacking fiercely, and he couldn't spare his hand to scatter, so he had to let it flow down the corners of his mouth.

"Little fat man, the pig's head is full. Qiao Ruyan's temptation/temptation escalated.

When the little fat man heard this, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and his body was like a spinning top, spinning rapidly. The onlookers, whose skills were slightly weaker, suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous and wanted to vomit, so they quickly looked away from the little fat man and took two deep breaths, which stabilized the discomfort in their stomachs. I didn't dare to look at it anymore, but I couldn't bear to miss such a wonderful game. Holding back the nausea, he glanced at it secretly, and quickly moved away.

He Chengli was also taken aback, looking at the little whirlwind in front of him, and his heart was uneasy. Gritting his teeth, he stabbed the long sword in his hand towards the whirlwind. Without waiting for He Chengli's long sword to stab, the whirlwind moved, and instantly moved behind him around He Chengli. If he waits for him to get behind his back, won't he become a target for human flesh, and let him cut and beat. He Chengli was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly took a big step to the side, and the long sword in his hand danced all over his body, so as to prevent the little fat man from taking advantage of the weakness. When he got out of the range of the little fat man's knife momentum, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I never thought that the figure of the dead fat man, like a maggot that eats bones, follows him like a shadow, and he is chasing after him. Seeing the huge whirlwind driven by the dead fat man, he attacked He Chengli who had not yet caught his breath.

Xuanyuan Puchen and the two junior disciples glanced at each other, and they both saw the incredibleness in each other's eyes. They also saw that this little fat man of the Immortal Sword Villa was only in the infinite period of cultivation. Cultivation in the infinite period, looking at the world of cultivating immortals, abounds. However, the odd is in this little fat man's speed. Fast, so fast! In their minds, they seemed to have never seen anyone as fast as the little fat man. His body is like a ghost, flickering east and west, no wonder He Chengli in the Four Elephants period is afraid of his head and tail.

I saw He Chengli raise his sword to block the attack of the little fat man, the swords were staggered, He Chengli only felt that a force was attacking along the sword body. Besides, the little fat man, his sword cut at He Chengli, intending to make him throw away the sword and keep the palm of his hand. In his mind, the weapon was like a tiger's minions. Once a person in a jousting loses his weapon, it is like a tiger having its minions removed. A tiger without melon seeds and teeth can't be called a tiger, I'm afraid it's easier to deal with than a kitten.

Sure enough, under the fierce knife momentum of the little fat man, He Chengli had no way to avoid it, and now the only way to resolve it is to abandon the sword. The little fat man only heard a loud sound, and He Chengli really threw the long sword on the ground. The little fat man was overjoyed: I thought, in this way, you, a tiger without claws, will not let me Zhu Xiaopang slaughter it.

However, there are no absolutes. The little fat man is young and inexperienced in battle. He originally thought that being able to knock out his opponent's weapon was almost equivalent to defeating his opponent. He was a little negligent, people are not tigers after all. When the little fat man saw He Chengli lose the long sword, his heart was relieved, and his hand slowed down. At this moment, He Chengli seized the opportunity. Don't forget, He Chengli is a master of the Four Elephants Period, although his long sword is lost, his cultivation is still there. He saw that the little fat man slowed down for a while, revealing his traces, and he was overjoyed, and stretched out his hand and put a palm on the little fat man's chest.

The little fat man snorted, staggered back a few steps, and almost stood unsteadily, and the corner of his mouth was clearly visible, overflowing with blood.

"Zhu Xiaopang. Qiao Ruyan exclaimed in surprise and wanted to pounce on him, but before he could move, his arm was grabbed. She looked up and saw that it was her mother who was pulling her.

"Mother. Qiao Ruyan screamed anxiously, looking at Ji Yanling suspiciously, as if she couldn't understand why her mother would stop her from going over.

Ji Yanling shook his head slightly at Qiao Ruyan, and looked up at the field. Qiao Ruyan was puzzled and also looked into the field. I saw blood spilling from the corner of the little fat man's mouth, enduring the pain, and frowning. However, he still stood there and did not fall, indicating that he had not yet been defeated.

He Chengli felt a little guilty when he saw the little fat man injured. However, when you learn martial arts, you can't sleep when you get injured. Now that the victory or defeat is not scored, He Chengli took advantage of Xiaopang's breathing kung fu and picked up the long sword that had just fallen to the ground.

Now, the confrontation that began at the beginning has resumed. Both eyes were fixed on each other, making moves almost simultaneously. One is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the tiger is full of wind. One is like a dragon out of the sea, with teeth and claws. The sound of swords staggering was endless, and the little fat man secretly complained in his heart. His cultivation was originally inferior to He Chengli, but now he has suffered internal injuries, and his speed has been greatly reduced, and he can't be as comfortable as he was just now. He Chengli also saw that the speed of the little fat man had slowed down significantly, and the pressure had been reduced by more than half. The pressure on the little fat man's side has been reduced, and He Chengli's pressure on the bottom of the box has been used, and the little fat man is stumbling left and right, and he is in a very dangerous situation.

The little fat man was about to be defeated by He Chengli's sword, and in desperation, he suddenly remembered the book "Phaseless Sword Method". My mind suddenly went blank, as if I had entered the pure land of the Bodhisattva in the legend. The first realm of "Phaseless Knife Method" is that there is no one, Zhu Xiaopang has been groping for a long time, but he can't get the essentials. Who would have thought that under the internal injury caused by this karma and the greatly reduced speed, he would realize the first realm of the "Phaseless Sword Method" - no human appearance.

At this time, Zhu Xiaopang seemed to have no one around, and between heaven and earth, only he was left. Now it seems that it is no longer a martial arts competition, but a sword dance. You don't have to be so stormy in your hands, you just need to hold a knife and dance.