The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 268 tragic
Pang Qingyang was out of breath. She had been swinging the long sword for almost half an hour, and her arms and wrists were already sore.

But she dared not stop.

Behind her was Pang Juan, who was already lying in a pool of blood. A sword wound pierced her leg, and the bleeding still couldn't stop.

There were three people on the other side, all dressed in black and wearing face scarves, and they couldn't see their faces.

But this skill is extraordinary, and the martial arts is already first-class level, it is very difficult for Pang Qingyang to deal with it.

If it weren't for relying on the [Three Chis of Water] in his hand to cut off the opponent's weapon and force the opponent to meet the enemy empty-handed, Pang Qingyang might have been taken down by now!

"Drink! Ha! . . . "

On Wednesday and Thursday, the two danced with two swords and joined hands to resist one person. With their bravery and superb sword skills, they fought back and forth.

It's just that the hearts of the two of them seemed to be pressed by a stone.

Pang Qingyang's martial arts and swordsmanship were superior to theirs, but his internal strength was not deep enough after all, so he could barely restrain one of the opponents, while the other stood aside and looked on coldly.

Pang Juan was stabbed by him.

"Ding ding ding..."

On Wednesday and Thursday, both of them used a single sword, and the opponent also used a tiger-head sword. From the sound of the weapons colliding, it was obvious that the arms were strong, but the two of them felt that their true energy was about to bottom out, and although the opponent's aura There are fluctuations, but there is no disorder. Over time, it may be unfavorable to the two of them! !
The man who fought against Pang Qingyang, although his weapon was cut off, he fell in love with Pang Qingyang's [Three Chishui].

He said in a low voice: "Little girl, your sword skills are good! This sword is even better, but it will be mine later! Hehehe..."

As he spoke, a pair of palms with thick knuckles grabbed Pang Qingyang like a grab.

【Gao Liu Luantan】.

Pang Qingyang's swordsmanship was exquisite, and with a swipe of the sharp sword in his hand, he stabbed at the opponent at a strange angle.

The man knew the sharpness of the long sword in this girl's hand, so he didn't dare to touch it.

With a flick of his palm, he lowered his body and grabbed Pang Qingyang's chest.

This is a woman's private place.

"Shameless!!"

Pang Qingyang yelled angrily, and immediately rushed forward with his sword, raised his breath and stabbed out with the sword, but the tip of the sword only extended one foot.

Suddenly, there was a scream in his ears.

"Ah!!~"

It's the voice of Thursday.

"Sier!!" This was Wednesday's exclamation.

This voice made Pang Qingyang feel confused, and the sword in his hand hesitated.

This point of hesitation caused her to be rushed close.

Pang Qingyang didn't dare to be distracted immediately, and didn't dare to think about anything else.

Mentioning the few true qi, "[-] Styles Returning to the Wind Dance of the Willow Sword" was fully used. Under the pressure of life and death, she had a new understanding of some of the usual flaws in the swordsmanship.

I believe that after this time, her kendo will have a big improvement.

but--

Is there a next time? ?

The person who fought against Pang Qingyang found that the girl's strength had improved visibly with the naked eye, and her swordsmanship became more sophisticated when advancing and retreating.

He obviously felt that he was about to die, but he still couldn't take her down.

"I must get this girl's swordsmanship cheats later!!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the other side.

"You haven't taken this girl yet?? I'm fine here."

Hearing this, Pang Qingyang and the two immediately exchanged a move and stopped.

The two looked at the other side together, and Pang Qingyang's eyes were bloodshot and stared red.

"Fourth Brother!!"

"Third Brother!!"

I saw that the two of them had also fallen into a pool of blood on Wednesday and Thursday, and what was even more distressing was that Thursday's arm was cut off, and now the chest is heaving together, with more air out and less air in.

Pang Qingyang felt a little dizzy before her eyes, she bit the tip of her tongue suddenly, and a fishy-sweet taste suddenly appeared in her mouth.

The bones of her fingers turned white, and her eyes were full of anger and hatred when she looked at the three men in black.

The six brothers and sisters have been with their eldest brother Hong Kang since childhood, and their relationship is closer than real flesh and blood. Now all three of them have fallen into a pool of blood, and their arms were broken on Thursday, and the eldest brother is not around...

Pang Qingyang bit her lips tightly, and Hong Kang's teachings sounded.

"A superb swordsman, the more critical he is, the more calm and clear-headed he must be."

Pang Qingyang leaned on the ground with his sword to relieve his strength, and while he squeezed out some real energy, he asked questions.

"Who are you guys?? What grudges do you have with us??"

"Even if we die, let us die to understand!!"

A man in black who seemed to be the leader came out and said, "Dead? Hehe, I didn't want you to die, otherwise... how can the three of them survive now?!"

"I just need to make up for it now, and they will return to their souls immediately."

Pang Qingyang shouted in shock: "No!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't kill them, you first tell me the sword technique you have learned."

Pang Qingyang said: "I want to stop the bleeding first."

"No, no, tell me the sword technique first! They won't die for a while, as long as you speak fast enough, you'll have time to stop their bleeding."

The eyes of the man in black were full of indifference.

"you……"

Pang Qingyang was furious, but the other three were intact now, but on his side...

Moreover, "[-] Styles Returning to the Wind Dance of the Willow Sword" is a martial art handed down by my elder brother. Without my elder brother's permission, how could I pass it on to others at will? !

"Don't... don't listen to him..."

At this time, Wednesday's voice sounded, only intermittently: "They...don't...can't be trusted..."

One of the men in black stared at the fierce evil light: "Hey! You can still talk!"

Take out a willow leaf dart,

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his hand, he inserted it into Wednesday's leg.

"I want you to talk too much?!"

"If you talk too much, I will aim at that girl with this dart."

The man in black pointed at Pang Juan on the ground.

Pang Qingyang shouted angrily: "Stop!!"

The man in black said slowly: "This one on the ground is your sister! If you don't make a decision, she will lose blood and die! Isn't it your fault that she didn't save you when you had the chance?!"

This remark kills my heart!

Pang Qingyang's hand holding [Three Chishui] trembled slightly.

"Brother, what should I do?"

Pang Qingyang asked himself, what would he do if Hong Kang was there?
With the ability of the eldest brother, he would never encounter such a predicament!

But Pang Qingyang thought of a sentence that Hong Kang once taught them: "If people save land, they will lose all people and land; if they save people and lose land, all people and land will survive."

After making up his mind, Pang Qingyang decided to tell Hong Kang's version of "The Thirteen Styles Returning to the Wind Dance with the Willow Sword" three years ago.

"My sword technique pays attention to..."

Just as she was about to explain, suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air.

The three men in black also heard the strange noise, and immediately stood ready.

"Give me death!!"

A stern voice suddenly appeared along with the sound of breaking through the air.

Pang Qingyang wept with joy: "Brother!!"

On Wednesday, Thursday, and Pang Juan's eyes were also full of joy.

The three of them immediately divided into two to defend, one of them rushed forward and rushed towards Wednesday and Thursday like a hungry wolf.

He really wanted to catch Pang Qingyang, but he had seen Pang Qingyang's martial arts just now, so he couldn't catch it for a while, but the two on the ground were ready-made fish.

"So brave!!"

A cold voice came into the field...

(End of this chapter)