What to do when the devil's wife comes to the door

Chapter 71 You Are Actually...

Sure enough, it was the evil sword again.

When he was in Mingzhuang, he had heard about it for a long time, and now the secluded evil sword technique is popular all over the world, and there are traces of the secluded evil sword everywhere, but along the way, they really encountered too many.

Now this seemingly resolute and strong man is actually the master of the evil sword.

Just looking at the momentum, it really doesn't look like it.

Generally, after practicing the Xiexie swordsmanship, they will become feminine and will no longer maintain strong yang energy.

And this person can do this.

"Interesting...Interesting..." Su Ming nodded involuntarily, watching the battle between the Fulong Gang and the man with great interest.

"Clang clang..."

The sound of swords was endless, obviously the iron sword in his hand was just the most common weapon, yet he could feel the sword singing joyfully in his hand, as if he had spiritual wisdom, every time he stabbed the sword, it almost hit the human sword The realm of oneness.

Men are as vigorous as rabbits.

The quick sword in his hand is too flexible.

Every move of the sword danced in his hands was extremely smooth.

Flowing clouds and water.

Every time a sword is struck...at least one person from the opponent is killed, or half of the head is cut off, or the throat is cut off, or the hands and feet are cut off...or it is directly divided into two.

Men are too strong.

There is no sense of stagnation when performing swordsmanship.

Even if someone or a weapon is cut, it can be cut off without hindrance.

"A secluded evil sword technique?"

"Do you think you will?"

"Brothers, all those who know the evil swordsmanship come out and hack this guy to death!" Li Fulong also saw the opponent's martial arts heels, and immediately ordered to fight against evil spirits.

"Shhhhhh..."

There were more than a dozen disciples of the Fulong Gang coming out, and their bodies were also fast and vigorous, and it could be felt that their way was to ward off evil spirits.

Their appearance brought some changes to the battle.

【Flute playing on the river】

【Flowers bloom to see Buddha】

【Straight into Huanglong】

...

All kinds of evil warding sword moves were rampant in the arena.

It was a collision of the same swordsmanship.

"Ding ding ding..."

It is obviously a bit difficult for the man to count one as ten.

But still undefeated.

Later, the temperament of the evil spirit sword masters was different from that of men. They lost their masculinity and looked like feminine eunuchs.

The two sides fought dozens of rounds, and the man remained invincible.

Of course, seven or eight sword wounds were added to his body, some of which were just scratched, and some went straight to the bone.

But the man just glanced at it, and didn't care about those small injuries at all, as if the injury didn't belong to him and had nothing to do with him.

The man's face was always cold and never changed.

It is better to bend than to bend, the face is like a cold sword.

This is the real swordsman.

"Not bad..." Su Ming who was watching the battle couldn't help but praise.

Everyone can practice swordsmanship, it is rare for those who can develop sword intent, and those who can train people and swords to have a similar temperament!

"The group of evil and easy!"

The man gradually adapted to the difficult battle.

From the initial hard support, to a firm foothold, to the current ease, there are signs of breaking the formation.

It has to be said that this guy is really a swordsman with excellent fighting talent.

He is very perceptive.

"clank…"

A sword

"what…"

Someone from the Fulong Gang was killed.

The dead are still the master of the evil sword.

The man adapted to the confrontation of kendo.

"How can it be? Everyone is practicing the evil swordsmanship...how can he be so powerful!" Li Fulong was horrified.

Su Ming naturally knew the truth: it is also the practice of the evil sword, but there is a difference between people, some people are destined to become the best in the sword, leaving others behind.

It's like going to school together, others can get [-] points in the test, but you... can only get [-] points in the test.

Of course, those who have gone to school are definitely better than those who have not.

It's like a person who practiced the Evil Resisting Sword Manual would be better than someone with the same talent who didn't practice the Evil Resisting Sword Manual.

This is also the reason why many people want to practice the evil sword manual in desperation.

...

The battle in the field is still going on.

If the first person dies, there will be a second, and a third...

It's a chain reaction.

As the first Fulong gang fell one by one, Li Fulong looked solemn.

He didn't expect a stinky beggar to be so powerful.

Not to mention the loss of many of his younger brothers, but also the evil spirit team he worked so hard to build.

That is the root of the Fulong Gang. If this kid really killed them all, even if the Fulong Gang survived, it would have little influence.

Li Fulong hated it.

"Kill, kill this man with all your strength!" Li Fulong snapped, calling for all his younger brothers to kill the man.

"Whoever takes the head will be rewarded with a hundred gold!"

As for Su Ming and the others, Li Fulong can't care about it now.

Now it is not a question of whether to rob or not, but a question of whether the Fulong Gang can continue.

"Boom..."

The man is still brave, can open and close, and can assassinate deftly.

When a sword strikes out, someone will always be killed.

He is not weak, but it is obvious that Li Fulong does not want to give him a chance to survive, so he crazily let the little brother come forward, and at this moment, he does not hide, and all the hidden evil sword masters take action.

Fulong Gang is like a group of crazy beasts.

Keep drowning away.

I have to say that this group of people is inhumane, but their combat effectiveness is really nothing to say.

Just like this, no matter how strong the man is, he still can't stand it anymore.

"He can't hold on any longer. It's a pity... It can be seen that that guy has not been in contact with the evil sword manual for a long time. If he practiced for another year or so, it will probably turn the situation around..." Su Ming, who was watching the battle in the carriage, said regretfully.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

A hero can't stand the crowd.

"In this state, he will probably follow in the footsteps of his friends, and in the end both will suffer, and both will perish!"

"My lord, are you going to make a move?" Qi Sha asked.

"Let's do it!" Su Ming said.

"Yes!"

shhhhhh…

Seven kills and five Xuans were shot at the same time, and 12 people killed the Fulong Gang team.

"呲呲呲..."

I saw blood splashing instantly, and a group of disciples fell behind.

Li Fulong turned his head to see this scene in astonishment.

Fear and anger.

He was about to finish off that swordsman, but at such a critical moment, someone came to disrupt the situation of the battle.

Li Fulong glanced at Su Ming and the others with resentment: "Damn... When this beggar is dealt with, you will be cut into pieces, and those two little girls... I will kill you!"

"Pfft..."

He is crazy.

But immediately Li Fulong felt something was wrong.

If it is said that when facing beggar swordsmen, they can still fight back and forth, and they can still be evenly matched, but when facing seven kills and five mysterious, they simply have no resistance at all. A swordsman, or a sword master who wards off evil, is like a chicken being killed by a sword.

Too easy.

It's like eating and drinking, killing with a snap of your fingers.

The gap between the two sides is huge.

Li Fulong gradually panicked.

When these 12 people were killed, not to mention blood, even the splashed dust couldn't fall on them. After killing them like this, their bodies were spotless.

What does this mean?
The gap between the two sides is too big!

Facing beggars and swordsmen, he still has the will to fight. Facing these 12 people, he can only despair...

In the blink of an eye, most of his team was killed by chopping melons and cutting vegetables!
Even though the Fulong Gang fought desperately, they could not change the fate of being crushed.

"What kind of pervert is this?" Li Fulong was finally afraid.

"Okay... so scary!"

At the same time, the struggling swordsman saw that Su Ming's side joined the battle, and suddenly found that his pressure had dropped sharply. He also saw the scene of the Fulong Gang being unilaterally slaughtered, and there was a lot of shock on his zombie-faced face.

"Okay... strong... If my opponent is them, I guess I can't even match one move, so I will be wiped out directly!" He thought that his martial arts were already good, and he could surpass most of the evil sword masters in the Jianghu. He can also walk sideways in the rivers and lakes, and he can see seven kills and five mysteries. He only feels that he is obviously a frog at the bottom of a well!

"Who are you...?" Li Fulong saw that his disciples were killed and injured, and he knew that he was killed today. The only thing he wondered now was what kind of existence he had provoked.

"Heh... you even said you wanted to touch us, even if you don't know Li Mochou and Mei Chaofeng, you dare to be a robber!"

thump…

Hearing this, Li Fulong was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, disregarding the weapon in his hand, and panicked: "What... you... you two... are those two female devils... how... how is it possible..."

Li Fulong's intestines were full of regrets, he never expected to encounter these two female devils.

No matter who they are, it is definitely a nightmare for the Jianghu people. Li Fulong is still recalling the description of the dark methods of these two people in the Jianghu.

That's really not something people can face.

He has no confidence now.

"It seems that you have heard of us."

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(End of this chapter)