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Chapter 122 The “little” girl with an epee

Qian Dong and the old woman fought for a long time, and there really wasn't much way to win without hurting the old woman.

They say Bagua is slippery, but the old lady seems to be even more slippery, and her Emei thorn is also used to perfection. It's really not that easy to win with bare hands without getting hurt.

After another confrontation between the two, neither of them could do anything to defeat the other. Qian Dong's punch was too heavy. Even if he just tapped the old woman's hand, her wrist would be numb for a while, so even if she had a weapon in her hand, she couldn't take advantage of it. A little bit cheaper.

"Hey, mother-in-law, bend down and let me come."

Just as Qian Dong and the old woman were indistinguishable, a shout came from behind the old woman, followed by a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

After all, the mother-in-law was old. After hearing this voice, she bent down and stabbed Qian Dong's lower body with the Emei thorn in both hands.

Qian Dong also heard this sound. When the old woman bent over, a sharp sound broke through the air and struck Qian Dong's neck.

Qian Dong didn't have time to think too much. He ducked down to avoid the incoming weapon. At the same time, he kicked out one foot and hit the old woman's shoulder. He prevented the old woman's double thorns from piercing him and used his body's strength to pull away from behind.

"Huh...bang"

Qian Dong faced the sky and slid back a few steps. The exaggerated sound of breaking through the air followed and struck Qian Dong. Qian Dong slapped the ground with his hand and dodged sideways. The opponent's weapon hit the bluestone ground, and the ground was smashed. The gravel flew everywhere, leaving a deep scratch.

Qian Dong rolled on the ground several times before squatting on the ground again to see clearly the person and the weapons.

The opponent was at least 185cm tall, and his weapon was a two-handed giant sword. It was different from the thin Western giant swords. It was a standard oriental giant sword. When he saw the sword body, the first thought in Qian Dong's mind was that of Yang Guo's black iron giant sword. sword.

The second thought is that it is invincible. The exaggerated sword body looks like it will weigh no less than 150 pounds.

While Qian Dong was still thinking of countermeasures, the opponent caught up with him in two steps, and the sword swept towards Qian Dong with the sound of whistling wind.

Qian Dong evaded several times, but the opponent followed him closely. This opponent can be said to be two extremes from the old lady. The old lady Emei Ci is obviously flexible and insidious.

The enemy in front of him was not swinging the giant sword very quickly, but his momentum was amazing. The person followed the sword, and the sword protected him. There was no change in each move, but he could only dodge and could not fight back at all. No matter whether it was a fist or a palm, Qian Dong... After being slapped on the sword, the opponent didn't even waver and continued to swing the giant sword in one move after another. The whole courtyard was filled with the sound of whirring through the air and the sound of the giant sword hitting the ground.

Now Qian Dong finally understood why there were so many scratches on the bluestone floor.

Qian Dong tried several times but failed to get close. The main reason was that the opponent's swing was too strong. Even if he was scratched, it would hurt his muscles and bones. Moreover, the opponent's body was always behind the sword, so it was difficult to break the sword and hurt the back of the sword. That person.

"Hehe, it's easy now."

After Qian Dong dodged many times, he stepped on a hemp rope. Qian Dong immediately smiled. The hemp rope under his feet could be used as a weapon in the yard. Otherwise, even if it could be a short stick or an iron thorn, Qian Dongdu had already won, and it was really a disadvantage to deal with weapons with bare hands, especially since the people holding weapons were not ordinary people.

Qian Dong stepped on the rope and slid his feet through the rope, lifted his feet and kicked his hands to grab the rope. He did it in one go, just like a football kicking the ball in place and exerting force. The movements were quite handsome.

At the same time, he also saw clearly what the other party looked like. He is 1.8 or 1.9 meters tall and is obviously a head taller than Qian Dong. He is wearing linen clothes and trousers. He is tall but not burly. He has twin tails on his head. Yes, twin tails because the other party is a girl. And she is still a girl who is nearly 1.9 meters tall with twin tails and a loli face.

She is holding a two-handed giant sword in her hand. The sword has no edge. It should have a hilt of more than eighty centimeters and a giant sword that is about one meter long and is as long as half a door panel. Such a giant sword is not even a little bit awkward to hold in the girl's hand. Not against peace.

Qian Dong saw the figure rushing towards him dragging a giant sword. He didn't have time to think too much. He held one end of the hemp rope in his left hand, held the hemp rope in his right hand and spun it around in the air, then threw it violently. This was exactly how to use a soft whip. , White Snake spit out the message, now the weapon in Qian Dong's hand is longer, and the soft weapon is the nemesis of the opponent's heavy weapon that goes straight forward.

The white snake spit out the message, and the end of the hemp rope went straight to the other side's door.

The opponent turned his head to avoid it, and slashed at Qian with a sword in both hands.

But now that Qian Dong has a weapon in hand, his tactics have completely changed. He no longer just wants to break through the defense of the epee to attack the enemy. Instead, he avoids the epee himself. After dodging, a Zhengwuhua draws his hand and the hemp rope. On the opponent's arm, before the opponent could react, he took advantage of the situation and whipped his shoulders.

The hemp rope was also danced by Qian Dong in the air, making a clattering sound, and was whipped once on the opponent's arm and once on the shoulder.

At this time, the opponent's weapon completely became a disadvantage. The weapon was too heavy and would leave a lot of gaps every time he swung it. Facing Qian Dong's long hemp rope, he could only be beaten blindly, without any backhand power, even hiding behind the sword. It was useless. After all, her sword was an epee without an edge. It blocked the hemp rope, but the head of the hemp rope could still hit her body.

Now Qian Dong's advantage of being an inch longer and stronger was revealed. He had been chased and chopped just now, but now he simply turned over and became the master. The long rope in his hand was like a whip, snapping on his body.

"Ouch~ No more fighting, no more fighting, it hurts so much."

Just when Qian Dong was pumping vigorously, the opponent's sword threw the heavy sword on the ground, covered his shoulders with his hands and squatted on the ground, crying with a look of grievance on his face, with tears on his face.

"Forehead…"

Qian Dong was a little embarrassed for a moment, and he could no longer pull out the hemp rope in his hand. He didn't expect that the other party would be like this, as aggrieved as a 1.9-meter-long child.

"Pfft~"

Gong Yan, who was taking pictures with her mobile phone at the side, saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She rolled her eyes at Qian Dong who was awkwardly standing there, put away her mobile phone, and walked towards the person who was squatting on the ground and was about one meter tall. He stood next to the little girl and began to comfort the little girl.

"Um, senior, do you see this?"

Qian Dong was really embarrassed. He quickly threw away the hemp rope and looked at the old woman standing aside.

The power of the hemp rope was actually limited, but when it was whipped, the person's body would be red and swollen. He thought that the person who could hold such a heavy epee must be thick-skinned, and it wouldn't matter how many times he got hit. Who would have thought... …

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. Shanshan, why are you crying and crying? Ignore her, let's go sit in the room."

The old woman said something to the girl who was still wiping her tears, smiled at Qian Dong, and motioned for them to come inside to chat.

(End of this chapter)