Lord please forgive me

Chapter 63
Thank you "Fengyuming" for your reward.

Jin Dahai was stunned, did I say something wrong?Why are you still laying hands on me?
Confused to confused, but he has heard of Xiaojiu girl's sword skills,
Ye Xuan, the Emperor of Swords, once commented on everyone who uses knives in the world, and his comment on Mu Qingwan was just one sentence: the red moon knife shines, pushing ten feet horizontally.

It can be seen from this that its saber energy is harsh and spreads over a wide range.

The knife in front of him was already full of vigor, and Jin Dahai's weather-beaten old face was full of pain.
He didn't want to get entangled with the other party, so he jumped up like a big roc spreading its wings, and he felt a cold saber air passing by, and heard a loud "click" behind him,
The attic was cut into a long crack from the bottom to the top by the slashing knife.
Jin Dahai couldn't help but gasped. This woman's saber technique was far more powerful than expected, but he didn't want to make a grudge against her, so he had to slide to one side to avoid the damage range of the opponent's saber aura.
The rooms upstairs are already in a mess at the moment, and people are scrambling to run downstairs,

Qingwan's knife was useless, and landed on the edge of the railing outside the box, then bowed her waist, and fired at Jin Dahai's position like a cannon.
"Ninth girl, listen to me first," Jin Dahai thought to avoid fighting with the other party as much as possible, but seeing his posture, he didn't give you a chance to speak at all. open,

"Shut up," Mu Qingwan yelled coquettishly, following Jin Dahai and running all over the building, the two figures were both extremely fast, and ordinary people would be dazzled, and they could not see the situation clearly by moving their heads from side to side.

It seems ridiculous that the dignified Lingnan Road Water Transport boss was being chased and beaten by a girl in her twenties, but those who knew Qingwan's identity would not think so.

On the other hand, Nie Wuwei looked displeased. He wanted to show off in front of Shan Meiren, but was disturbed by Mu Qingwan.

He slowly pulled out the twelve silver needles on his body one by one. The parts pierced by the silver needles were neither painful nor itchy. In other people's eyes, moving acupoints and changing positions was nothing to him, but It’s just to urge Qi and blood to go retrograde to change the position of the acupoints.

Of the one hundred and eight acupoints in the human body, one must be the spirit pivot, and the spirit pivot is the death point of the human body, breaking it means death.
If you can't move the acupoints and change positions, it is easy for the enemy to find the location of the spirit pivot, and you will fall into absolute passivity.

The little monk Ming Kong looked excitedly at the chasing between Jin Dahai and Qingwan, and he repeatedly praised:

"The girl in red was really domineering with the knife just now, and she is well versed in the principles of knife skills. Brother Xiaoseng said that there are not so many complicated dogmas in knife practice, just three words: fast, accurate, and ruthless. If you have two characters, you can enter the hall and enter the room, and if you get three characters, you can be invincible."

Nie Wu fear was stunned for a while while listening, then he asked suspiciously: "What? You also know sword skills, kid?"

Mingkong stared at the field for a moment, his eyes glowed, and he kept rubbing his hands,
"The martial arts in the world can't get rid of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism. The eighteen kinds of weapons in the school of the monk are all masters. The more you see it, the more you will understand. However, the three years in the world, this is the first time for the monk. Seeing such a domineering and fierce swordsmanship of the girl in red,
Actually, is it still a little itchy? "

"Ok?"

Nie Wuwei squinted his eyes into a straight line, and looked at the other party with a solemn expression, "What is your origin, little monk?"

"Ah~ I can't, I can't bear it anymore,"

Mingkong yelled excitedly, his whole body swelled up in an instant, his skirts fluttered, and the blue shadow flashed, rushing towards the swaying red shadow in the hall like a stream of light,
Mingkong's movement was so fast that Nie Wuwei almost didn't catch it.
"Damn you,"

At that moment just now, Nie Wuwei personally felt that the aura in the opponent's body was not as pure as his own, it was an authentic way of Buddhism, and he suddenly felt that he had misjudged, how useless he was,

"Xiao Yan!" Nie Wu'ai stretched out his right arm and yelled loudly.
For a moment, he heard a "bang", his fiery red gourd smashed through the wall of the concert hall and flew into Nie Wuwei's hand,
With a hook of his finger, two strands of flames emerged from the mouth of the gourd and lingered on his palms. Nie Wushou took the gourd on his back and rushed into the battle formation.
On the other side, Qing Wan had already made a reckless move with the bald head who suddenly appeared, and was surprised to see that the other party's hands magically squeezed out several magic seals, and it seemed that the long Sanskrit sound could be heard in her ears under the brilliance.
The heart is in a mess, the knife slows down,
Jin Dahai landed in the hall on the first floor, watching the wonderful handprints made by the young monk who suddenly appeared and attacked Qingwan, although he was puzzled, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Turning his head, he found that most people were still looking up Watching the battle in the hall, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, it's really not a big deal to watch the excitement,
When Qing Wan was in a daze, Nie Wu fear threw a ball of fire at Ming Kong,
"Well done,"

Ming Kong let out a strange cry of excitement, his sleeves twirled wildly, and brought a gust of wind to blow the fireball away.

The ball of fire was hitting a diner outside the box on the second floor head-on.
With a "wow",
A golden glow shot out from the oblique ground, piercing the fireball, sparks splashed everywhere,
Han Lin stood with a gun,

What he saw in the box was that his hands were getting more and more itchy. The four people in the field were all top experts. He was born in the military, and the military was particularly particular about supporting wars with battles.

At this moment, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with a golden gun in his hand, he shot up from the ground, and the gun spread out, rushing towards Nie Wuwei like mountains and seas,

"Brother Nie, take a shot at me,"

Mu Qingwan slashed the bright sky back with a knife, looked into the sky,
"The one surnamed Han is here too? You are courting death,"

He held out the long knife in his hand and pointed at Han Lin's spear point,

Seeing this, Jin Haihai below started to try it out. It is hard to meet a suitable opponent when he has reached his level. Martial arts practice is not a closed door.
With a flick of both wrists and ten fingers gripping the claws, it was the Tiger Claw Kung Fu that he has relied on for 20 years in Lingnan Road. With a sudden lift of his breath, he flew up and grabbed Mu Qingwan's blade with his bare hands.
……

Zhuge Hong and Rong Qingda in the hall looked at each other from below, they both saw the powerlessness in each other's eyes, they really wanted to go up to help, but their strength was not allowed, at this moment, watching the boy who swallowed alcohol raging around and killing all directions , Zhan Hanlin did not lose the wind in the slightest, knowing that the three of them just now were not worthy of others' exertion.

In the five-group battle, Han Lin used his marksmanship to the extreme. He didn't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Anyway, he would fight with whoever was closest.

The golden gun turned around and hit the tiger's claws of the golden sea.

With a sound of "ding", the fleshy finger broke the golden gun,
Jin Dahai only felt that his five fingers were numb from the shock, but the blood in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He threw away Nie Wuwei and rushed into the shadow of the gun in front of him.
The little monk's movement skills were strange, Qingwan slashed more than a dozen knives, but was dodged by the opponent with incredible movements, and she couldn't even touch the edge. She couldn't help thinking in her heart, when did such a powerful little monk appear in the Jianghu?
"stop fighting,"

A yell came from the door,

Chu Qingqing stood in the hall with her hands on her hips, watching the five people make a mess of the concert hall,
The other spectators just glanced at Chu Qingqing curiously before continuing to watch the battle, and none of the five people took her words seriously.
"Hehe. Let's fight, just don't be afraid to quarrel with the young master,"

Nie Wu'er, who was playing upright, twitched his ears, jumped out of the ring and jumped to Chu Qingqing's side:

"What's wrong, Xiaoqing? Are you arguing with your brother?"

"Nonsense, can you make such a big noise without making noise?"

Qingwan also swept out with a knife, and flew back,

Seeing that the two of them stopped fighting, Jin Dahai gave up. The battle just now was hearty, and the most wonderful thing was that the cultivation bases of the five of them were all in the middle of the brothers, and the benefits were not small after seeing the tricks. He was satisfied.
But Han Lin heard that he couldn't fight any more.

It's a pity that Ming Kong didn't know,
"Come again, come again," he said, and rushed towards Mu Qingwan with excitement on his face.
Nie Wuwei and Mu Qingwan looked at each other, sending a signal of "don't disturb senior brother" in each other's eyes,

The two greeted each other with a knife and a palm,
　Damn, it's so hard to write about fighting, it breaks down,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)