Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Cui Jing and Ji Xiao faced each other far away, and raised their swords to salute.

The red fire sword is bathed in the golden light of the sunrise, and the flaming red sword shines like a flame.

Cui Jingdao: "You are too short to practice swords, I shouldn't have compared swords with you."

Ji Xiao nodded and nodded. The sword dismantled by the time of generations was held in his hand, and it seemed too thin and slender, as if he were more suitable for a stable, thick long sword.

Meng Xueli looked at this scene, and inexplicably appeared in his mind was the picture of Xiao Shiyun holding "the beginning of nowhere", which was unexpectedly harmonious. When he returned to Hanshan this time, as the leader of the Big Bi, he could finally justify the "Crossing the Sky" and hand it over to Xiao Xiuyun, he thought.

Sharp swords were heard in the patio. Cui Jing flew forward. When Xiao Yun stopped three feet, his figure suddenly lifted off the ground. He rushed out his sword first, and the red sword fell from the ground.

The crowd watching was in an uproar. Many people who saw Cui Jing fighting for the first time had to sigh "a well-deserved reputation."

Meng Xueli: "'Wildfire Liaoyuan' started his hand style. If he wants to fight fast and decide quickly, come and fight me early, it's a pity ..."

Halfway through the words, Xiao Shunyun kept going back, and the sword moved slightly. The two swords hit each other in front of them, making a piercing, bitter, sharp blade. Xiao Shunyun flipped his wrist and lightly picked it, as the spring rain poured out the wildfire.

Some of the spectators are puzzled: "How did he pick up Cui Jing's sword ?!"

In the Jingsi Valley, Yu Qishu moved with the beginning of the sky, and the blade edged away the sea sword, solving Qian Yu's burning urgency.

Meng Xueli frowned, faintly felt something was wrong. The battle continued, the two sides came back and forth, Chi Yan sword like a fire dragon out of the hole, magnificent, on the contrary, the time of generations of swords was light and shattered, like falling heroes.

Only Cui Jing's personal confrontation grew deeper and felt stronger. The other party's eyes flickered. Sometimes he didn't look at him, but at the northern sky, the direction of the Hanshan Sword School.

Everyone thought that the two were evenly matched, but Meng Xueli said: "Xiao Zhiyun pressed Cui Jingda."

Jing Di nodded silently, although he was reluctant to admit that he could suppress Cui Jing to fight, with a high probability of beating himself.

Most people don't believe it at all, and someone says: "Elder Meng, your apprentice is indeed filial to you, but you can't ..." Nonsense.

Meng Xueli: "If you can't see your body moves, you can just stare at the track of one person's sword light, after aiming for a while, then change to another person."

After a while, someone shouted: "Sure enough! Xiao Daoyou mastered the fighting rhythm and led his opponent back and forth."

At this moment, with sudden changes, Xiao Shuyun suddenly stabbed with three fast swords, like a wind blowing over the forest.

Meng Xueli said excitedly: "A turning point appears! Cui Jinglu's flaws, light body surgery retreat, Xiao Zhiyun took another stab in the air, stabbed, stabbed ?!"

But Xiao Zhiyun's next move was still as smooth as the flow of water, and Meng Xueli changed his voice: "It turned out that it was not a spur, he was going to stab this sword, so this was for ..." Opponent. "It can't be an attack on an invisible enemy.

The fighting rhythm returned to the past. The two seemed to be fighting each other. After watching the crowd, they were amazed and puzzled: they can be played like this, but it seems unnecessary.

Someone asked: "Why didn't Xiao Daoyou chase after victory and end the battle as soon as possible?"

Meng Xueli felt big and thought I did n’t know: "This is a two-player show game. You can see the blade's trajectory and experience their intentions to make swords. ... "

As Ji Xiao said earlier, Cui Jing is playing in the ring, so it is beautiful. And Ji Xiao used two purposes this time, for the cold mountains thousands of miles away, this time had to slow down. Everyone was attentive to take a closer look. Those with a slightly higher realm really saw some differences. Cui Jing's sleeves turned over, his body was flexible, and the sword front was full of red flames. Although it was very beautiful, it was like after many times of carving and calculation. The result most consistent with the practitioner's aesthetic.

Xiao Shiyun has a different sense of beauty, one move and one seem to be casual, but it seems to be in harmony with the heavens.

Cui Jing followed his move and pulled the sword faster and faster, and his mind moved with it.

The fighting rhythm became faster, Yu Qi was almost unable to keep up with the beginning of the sky, the power of Jiao Dan surged into the sword, and with the help of Qian Yu ’s side, Tai Heng lived with one enemy and two protections. Being punctured, no longer fighting, pulling away with anger, a loud scream burst out of his lips: "After breaking, board the ship!"

With a loud noise, he was slammed by the sword of "the beginning of the sky", his body suddenly rose into the sky, and he broke through the roof of the hall.

The great flying implement of the Taishang elders came. His family nephew, younger disciples and the Wufengfeng masters suffered heavy casualties. They knew that the general situation had gone, and they were busy boarding the ship. The elders with a slightly higher state were ready for it after they broke off. The roar of the giant ship started, shaking violently and ascending into the sky.

Yu Qishu chased out of the hall with the "Chukong Wuya", seeing the bad situation, decisively let go, and sure enough, the Divine Soldier took off again, turned into a sword light, and pursued away.

Yu Qishu didn't feel relieved and relieved. He stared blankly at night.

A hoarse voice fell from a distant cloud boat: "Ji Xiao colluded with the demon clan, and his Dao companion is a demon. The day when Meng Xueli appeared, it was when the truth was revealed, and so on. . "

The piercing sound spread far away, and the valley echoed endlessly: "The chaos of the cold mountain, since today--"

Yu Qishu recovered, and scolded a series of swear words: "You fart! Turtle King Eight ..."

Outside the hall, several elders assisted the injured disciples, and a group of young disciples who did not cause any problems surrounded Yu Qishu.

Yu Qishu was stared at by the fanatic eyes and closed his mouth embarrassedly, but because of his wonderful performance just now, the young disciple felt that he was tall and radiant. At this time, swearing was particularly heroic.

After Cui Jing lost, Ji Xiaoyun saluted, Ji Xiao calmly accepted. He walked out of the patio and returned the "Times of the Time" to unlock the cloak for Meng Xueli, whispering: "Am I playing well?"

Meng Xueli didn't expect him to ask this question and touched his nose: "This is not necessary."

Ji Xiao nodded, his expression lost. He thought, what's wrong?

When the mining team was sent away, when Lu Yu met Cui Jing, Meng Xueli boasted that "the style of play was good-looking" and Ji Xiao remembered it.

In the mysterious environment, the "Times of the Time" won, and the control of the "Early Sky" by thousands of miles to retreat the enemy. These may be remarkable, but Ji Xiao believes that it is more important to make the young fellows look good.

Lord Chong Bifeng walked out of the hall with the help of the master, Yue Que and Liu Lanfeng were on the side, the palm was pale, and Yu Qishu's hand was lovingly held: "It is you who have awakened the endless sky, save the door. Distress. "

Yu Qishu was tossed for a night, and his body was in pain, feeling that he was about to fall apart. He honestly said: "In fact, it came out by itself! I am also confused ..."

The real head smiled and said: "Everyone has seen it, good boy, you don't have to be humble, we all have to thank you."

Yu Qishu wanted to cry without tears: "It's not me, I can't thank you."

...

Sanjiao lost Yaodan, and Jiao curled up in the seabed, weeping low.

Dajiao couldn't hear it: "Don't cry, wait for him to come back, you beg him to return it to you!"

Sanjiao: "Why do I ask? He owes me something!"

Erjiao mocked: "Be clear, we are in the world, the one who owes money here is the uncle, and the creditors have to sell for bad debts."

Dajiao regretted: "The fragrant human flesh can only be seen but not eaten. We have sacrificed too much."

Sanjiao nodded crying: "For the purpose of turning the dragon, it is worth it."

Da Jiao suddenly heard the movement and flicked his tail in a panic: "The sword is back! Flash away!"

The author has something to say: Ji Xiao: It must not be good-looking enough, after soaring, explode stars and set off fireworks

A Diao: It ’s not necessary, it ’s really unnecessary for you