Swordsman in Tianlong

() "It's just a fluke that this kid escaped my life twice!" Gan Guanghao took a deep breath, silently said this sentence three times in his heart, and then stepped forward.

It was still the move "Golden Needle Crossing Tribulation", Gan Guanghao made up his mind, as long as Chu Feng dodges, no matter what the next move "Four Seasons Blooms" will leave a few transparent holes in his body.

Chu Feng saw his move, not only did not avoid it, but took half a step forward.Gan Guanghao was overjoyed, and Chu Feng took half a step forward, getting three points closer to his long sword.If he meets other opponents, he still has some doubts. Right now, he just thinks that Chu Feng, a disciple of the Northern Sect, is getting impatient.

Naturally, Chu Feng won't be impatient with his life. Ever since he woke up at the bottom of Jianhu Palace, he knew that his grievances and grievances with Wuliangjian were unpredictable, let alone Shan Rendu, and Qian Guanghao's sword in the chest.For more than ten days, Chu Feng slept with the sword every day, and Gan Guanghao still treated him lightly.Looking at this move of "Golden Needle Crossing Tribulation", Chu Feng had already deduced it countless times in his mind, and this half step forward was the result of careful consideration.

Without dodging or dodging, Chu Feng put the scabbard with his left hand on the long sword of Qian Guanghao. If the two people's skills are equal, the scabbard will definitely be able to block his long sword.However, General Chu Feng Beiming was about to start, and in the final analysis, it was only the power of the yellow-browed monk's finger. The essence was pure, but the depth was not as good.

When Qian Guanghao saw Chu Feng's scabbard put on his sword body, he felt the sword body shake slightly, sneered, and handed out the move intact.Chu Feng pressed the scabbard with his left hand on the blade of the sword, and when Gan Guanghao counter-pressed with all his strength, he borrowed the power of his long sword to flick, Chu Feng turned around and reached Qian Guanghao's side.

This step, Chu Feng had been thinking about it for a long time, and he carried on the "Lingbo Weibu", which was far from getting started.Although he was just taking pictures of cats and tigers, he only had two superficial skills, but in Qian Guanghao's eyes, he looked like a ghost.With a flash of blue light, Chu Feng put the dust in his hands on Qian Guanghao's neck, and said: "The four tactics of infinity, the word 'she' is the most important word for forbearance, and when necessary, even the seemingly imminent chance of winning Give it up, you are taking the lead with this move, it's really ridiculous."

Qian Guanghao poked his neck and said, "Beizong didn't even dare to go up to Jianhu Palace, so what's the air? It doesn't matter if you beat me by one move and a half today. Two years later, in Jianhu Palace, let me see how you feel!" die!"

Chu Feng thought to himself: "This guy is out of his wits. He thought it was a martial arts contest. If he loses this time, come back next time?" Dichen in his hand tightened around his neck, a trace of blood loomed, and he said coldly: " Haven't put down the sword yet?"

The stabbing pain on his neck made Qian Guanghao's heart tremble, and he realized that this Northern Sect disciple in front of him was different from the Wuliang disciples in Heping.Needless to say, Dongzong is both senior brothers. Although Xizong has been fighting with each other for many years, they are considered familiar with each other.Bei Zong traveled far away in Shanxi, and they could barely be said to be the same sect, but their relationship was three points worse than that of strangers.

The mountains are high and the forest is dense, and the faint sounds of birds and beasts in his ears are reminding Qian Guanghao that the young man in front of him chose to let him appear here, probably because he has already made up his mind to kill him.Gan Guanghao was about to turn his head to the left to see Chu Feng's face when he felt Chu Feng's long sword pressed down again.This time he could already feel the blood gushing out, mixed with the cold sweat dripping from his head, and the wound was tingling.

"Junior brother Chu, the big guys came out of Wuliang together, why did this mess happen?" Qian Guanghao said half regretfully, half pretending, and dropped the long sword in his hand, "Now, can we talk properly?"

Seeing him throwing the long sword, Chu Feng felt relieved.Gan Guanghao didn't know his background, but he knew it very well.To control the enemy with one move, on the one hand, he has an understanding of Wuliang swordsmanship, and he is even higher than this Dongzong disciple.On the other hand, Qian Guanghao didn't take his "defeated general" seriously at all.However, in terms of internal strength, Chu Feng is poor and useless, and Gan Guanghao really wants to work hard, and it is really uncertain what the consequences will be.

When Gan Guanghao lost the long sword in his right hand, Chu Feng turned to his back, holding the sword in his right hand still pressed against his neck, and inserted the scabbard back into his waist with his left hand.Chu Feng left his left hand free, saw that Gan Guanghao was still holding the scabbard in his left hand, and said with a smile: "Why, the long sword is thrown on the ground, so you are reluctant to part with the scabbard?" His left hand went to grab his scabbard.

Gan Guanghao thought about it too, what was he doing with the scabbard, and he was about to drop it when he let go of his five fingers.At this moment, Chu Feng's left hand climbed onto Gan Guanghao's left palm like lightning.The thumbs of the two touched each other, Gan Guanghao was surprised and wanted to turn his head to ask.Chu Feng was not willing to give him a chance to ask questions. He pressed the long sword with his right hand and pressed his head and neck to his side.

The blood dripping from the neck, flowing down the clothes, the bone-eating feeling of insects and ants crawling, so that Qian Guanghao has no time to think of the place where the two thumbs meet, and his internal strength has been endlessly absorbed by Chu Feng. suck up.After a while, dizziness came in his mind. Gan Guanghao thought it was caused by excessive blood loss, and shouted: "Brother Chu... No, no, brother Chu, brother Chu, I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai. When the surname Gan sees you in the future, take a detour and calm down!" While glancing at the long sword at his feet, he secretly made up his mind that as long as Chu Feng let him go, he would definitely not give Chu Feng any more chances.

Chu Feng turned a deaf ear to his yelling, at first Chu Feng only had a little internal energy, and when the two of them connected their thumbs, Guanghao had to use his strength every time to transmit the internal energy.When Gan Guanghao felt dizzy, it was actually because the internal force he had learned since childhood was gradually sucked away by Chu Feng.

After absorbing more than half of his internal strength, Chu Feng finally felt relieved. If such a thing as "river pouring into the river" happened once, he would lose everything, and there would be no chance of recovery.Gan Guanghao yelled a few times, but couldn't get any response from Chu Feng, and his heart began to panic. At this moment, the left hand that was tightly held by Chu Feng finally let go.He waited for a long time, just waiting for this opportunity, he jumped forward, picked up the long sword with his right hand, and swung it backward.

There is no feeling of cutting a penis, no crisp sound of iron swords intersecting...

Gan Guanghao nervously covered the wound on the side of his neck with his left hand, turned his head in surprise, and saw that Chu Feng had retreated three feet away, looking at him quietly.He looked at Chu Feng's face, feeling a sense of humiliation from the bottom of his heart, and shouted loudly: "If you have the guts, kill me, otherwise..." Before he could finish his sentence, it finally turned into a groan.

"You... how dare..." A sword tip protruded from Qian Guanghao's chest, and severe pain spread all over his body. He still couldn't believe that this Northern Sect disciple dared to kill him.

"Murder has never had anything to do with kindness." Chu Feng sucked up all of Guanghao's internal energy, so how could he keep him alive.

Seeing Qian Guanghao slumped on the ground, Chu Feng took his portable iron sword from his hand, and opened two wounds on his body.The Wuliang Sword could be traced to the Nianhua Temple from the Yellow-browed Monk Vajra Finger, and Chu Feng was not sure whether there would be any clues left on the wound made by Sichen.