Lan Ruochan

Hidden arrows in the sword, this is the trump card of Yuan Shisan County.

For those who are not familiar with him, this blow can be regarded as a sure kill, even if the opponent's real strength is slightly higher than his, they are often severely injured by such a blow.

Steady!

Both Yang Dayan and Yuan Chuntuo thought so.

Only Qingyun felt a chill on the back of his neck!
This level of murderous intent!not good!It's going to be cold in Yuanshisan County!
A jet of black sword energy was born out of thin air like a black cloud, and fell at will.

That sense of oppression seems to come from nature, calm and irresistible.

The large formation formed by the soaring sword energy was instantly suppressed.

The wind outside the Great Wall rustled the yellow sand, and the yellow sand in the sky was forced by the sword energy, unable to seep into the sword formation.

But the trickle of fine sand still flicked around the limit where the sword energy reached.

Yes, the sword energy seemed to be completely solidified at that moment, and a layer of tulle restored the uneven magnificence of thousands of blades as if carved... The scenery is beautiful, but it is even more strange.

In the solidified sword qi formation, there is a crystal light spot that is particularly dazzling.

It was Po Lidi of Sad Little Arrow.

It was also forced by the black-clothed swordsman's sword, buzzing in the air, but after a while, it couldn't hold it anymore, and the ground exploded... Zeng Linlang could not avoid dust returning to dust, dust returning to dust, mixed into the yellow sand all over the sky among.

The yellow sand fell, the sword energy collapsed, and Yuan Shisanxian spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and flew out backwards.

Zu Dianzhi and Ren Shentong quickly held him up, one on the left and one on the right, but they were led by him and retreated for more than ten steps.

And the black-clothed swordsman raised his right arm horizontally, and the long sword in his hand was not out of its sheath.

If he intended to take the life of Yuan Shisan County, the latter would have died long ago.

With this move as a lesson, no one dared to question whether he alone could really shake the eleven in the field.

"Don't worry, my friend will not kill without reason. Among these people, only you are worthy of letting him draw his sword. But you, today is mine." Xie Zhongluan said with a smile.

Qingyun let out a long sigh, "The Thirteen Swords of Death! In his hands, they are three points sharper than that of King Shura."

"Oh? To be able to recognize his swordsmanship in just one stroke. Tangun really deserves his reputation. Well, the swordsmanship of the Thirteen Swords of Death is actually not my family's martial arts at Excalibur Villa. This friend of mine , can also be regarded as half of my junior brother. His name is Yan Shisan, and he is the real founder of this set of swordsmanship. He is very talented, and he was able to realize supernatural swordsmanship on his own with some guidance from his father in his early years. His ability is enough Founded a sect, but he volunteered to be my shadow waiter in order to repay the kindness of his years, he can be regarded as a real man." Speaking of this, Xie Zhongluan also cast his gaze into the distance, the complex emotions in his eyes, It seems that you are above Youda, and there seems to be some lack of perfection, "Hey! Thirteen Lang. I have already said that today I will fight Tangun fairly, and I will live and die at my own risk. If I fail unfortunately, you will be free. Don't look for Tanjun Jun revenge, this opportunity must be left to the people of the Xie family."

The man in black slowly lowered his sword, and the bamboo hat and face scarf covered all his expressions.But from his trembling arms, he could also feel some of his complicated emotions towards Xie Zhongluan.

Maybe, maybe he never wanted freedom. ....
But what more could he ask for than freedom?

Both of them are holding swords, the two swords resound and dance together, defending against powerful enemies together, but they never change their sheaths.

The Longyang Anli matter will eventually be the laughing stock of the world.

How can a warrior spread the fallacy of a female lying down when the male is flying?

"That's it!", I don't know if it's out of worry or reluctance.Xie Zhongluan yelled again, yelling so hard, it seemed that tears were choking out of his eyes.

Qingyun felt that his psychological knowledge was completely useless, because all the micro-expressions told him were answers beyond imagination and manners.

At the moment of the war, he dared not think, he dared not look, and he did not dare to be distracted.

"I'm going to draw my sword." Qing Yun said tentatively.

"Come on! Tangun and do your best." Xie Zhongluan calmed down and stood leaning on his sword with a murderous look

Hidden but not exposed, just like a master.

"Thirteen deadly swords?"

A cold voice sounded out of thin air.

The voice was low and hoarse, like a rattlesnake in the desert, wagging its tail and making a fricative sound.

Although the sound becomes erratic under the blessing of unique internal strength, it is difficult to judge where it comes from.But everyone knew that the one who spoke was the man in black, Yan Shisan.

The Thirteen Swords of Desperation was originally Yan Shisan's own swordsmanship. Although he gave this set of martial arts back to Shenjian Villa unreservedly in order to repay the kindness of his half-teacher back then, Shenjian Villa always regarded it as his own. It is a treasure that cannot be learned by non-core disciples of the Xie family.

But the person who used the thirteen deadly swords in front of him was not named Xie.

Tangun, Qingyun.

Not only Yan Shisan was puzzled, but Xie Zhongluan was even more surprised.

Qingyun's sword is proficient and experienced, obviously not a beginner, how could he...

Xie Zhongluan and Yan practiced swords at sunrise on the [-]th day, and they knew the power of the Thirteen Swords of Death very well, to the point where they dismantled them at will without thinking.

Qingyun's sword spirit was born, Xie Zhongluan's hand was dancing with golden light, and the sword frame was completed.

"No! This is not...!"

Yan Shisan, who had been cold and calm all this time, suddenly became coy, like an ant on a hot pot, feeling at a loss.

Yes, Qingyun's Thirteen Killing Swords is not the Thirteen Killing Swords after all.

Even though the sword frame is generally the same, and the sword intent has also been learned seven or eight out of ten, but after all, it is Qing Yun's own understanding of the thirteen deadly swords.No one surnamed Xie had taught him the heart formula, let alone Yan Shisan.

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When Thirteen Swords pierced the sixth sword, its posture had completely changed, and it became completely unrecognizable, and it didn't even look like a sword move at all.

Dry Tasting Break is also an epee, it can open wide and close wide without violating harmony.

The sixth sword is to chop!

The seventh sword, or slash!
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop!
Eight cuts in a row!
Eight cuts with the magic knife!

Xie Zhongluan and Yan Shisan take off their swords on weekdays, hold both swords together, piercing flowers and attracting butterflies, the two swords are like children playing with each other, riding around on bamboo horses.

Right now, Qingyun's sword has changed suddenly, but Xie Zhongluan's sword is still following closely, there is almost no gap between the two swords.

However, the Eight Slashes of the Devil Saber are extremely overbearing, if they still greet each other with swords, it will be a clash of real swords.

The two heavy swords clashed continuously in the air, clanging.

"Okay! I thought this kid's spells were commonplace, but I didn't expect to be able to apply what he learned at critical moments."

Zu Tingzhi suddenly had a happy expression on his face, and he praised him.

"Ah? What does this have to do with the number of spells?" Yuan Cunduo asked puzzled.

Qingyun's change of move was fierce and mighty, although the situation was very good, but as long as this series of ultimate moves were prevented and his strength was lost, the advantage would be considered as over.

The bigger the opening and closing, the bigger the flaw.

Unless your speed is too much stronger than your opponent, it is enough to eat a pot if someone catches a flaw and fights back.

Xie Zhongluan's sword is absolutely not slow, not only is it not slow, even Zu Dianzhi, who is good at lightning techniques, can only sigh to himself.

But why is Zu Tingzhi so sure that Qingyun has the upper hand?

Li Guizu suddenly smirked a few times, and then opened his mouth. .
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