The Swordsman saw Tang Mengli leading a team of monks and Taoists to make a surprise attack towards his rear. Of course, he couldn't let it go, and the sword flew in and blocked it. Tang Mengli was about to make a move, but Dai Juncai was one step ahead of her. "Don't worry, leave it to me here, you take someone to support He Sanye." This magical sword slayer Xiaoshuang is not a good crop, although Tang Meng's hidden weapon skills are good, frontal combat is not her strong point. What's more, I have practiced Ji Haifeng's nine demon sword styles for several years, and I haven't practiced it on the battlefield. This time I just used this guy to try the sword!
Tang Mengli knew that after World War I in the East, Feng learned a good martial arts, Ji Haifeng's kung fu can compete with that lightning sable. She didn't worry anymore, and led the horses passing by Dai Junchou, and in a blink of an eye she was gone.
"Yeah, can't you imagine that you are a scholar who can also martial arts?" In Xiaoshuang's view, although this generation of monarchs is extremely wise, but since ancient times, he cannot be both civil and martial arts. Geniuses like Wuhou Zhuge are also jealous of heaven and cannot practice martial arts. . What's more, are you raising money on your behalf? Maybe after learning a set of martial arts that is not popular, you want to compete with me
Dai Junchoi quickly let him understand what a genius is and what a gauntlet is. Xiaoshuang was already scared when he shot the short and swift deer knife. As soon as the expert reaches out his hand, he will know if there is any. Why now the ancient artifacts seem to be worthless, and they are taken out in bundles with Chinese cabbage. The Golden Knife Drinks Blood and holds the Dragon Tooth Treasure Knife. This Dai Junchoi's hand is actually the Karting Deer Short Knife.
The deer knives, ranked fifteenth in ancient famous artifacts, are only five inches and three cents long, weighing no more than four or two or three dollars. They are forged by a mixture of Nantian meteorite iron and East China sea fine gold. Very different. This knife drank countless blood, and when the knife was out of its sheath, it would not return without blood. The most amazing thing is that the wound cut by this knife cannot be healed no matter what method is used. The wounded can only watch the wound bleed continuously, as if it were a curse. If you want to break the only way, use another knife to cut off the surrounding flesh and blood on the wound. Many people just don't believe in evil, and in the end they can't escape the end of blood loss.
"Could it be that you have learned the nine powers of the demon sword?" Xiaoshuang licked her dry lips. If the guy in front of me learned the nine powers of the demon sword, it would be really difficult for me to deal with it. Although his own Sea Splitting Splashing Ink Knife was not a mortal thing, it was obviously far worse than that of the Kalu Knife.
"The kid is not stupid." Feng held a knife in his right hand, and let the Lukaku Knife fly around at his fingertips, stepping on the steps of Jiugong Bagua under his feet, approaching Xiaoshuang in an orderly manner.
It seems that it can only take advantage of the length of the weapon. One inch long, one inch strong. Before the knife in your hand touched me, I had cut you in two! Xiaoshuang made up his mind, absolutely not letting this guy get close. The cracking sea splashed ink, and the wind was like a cloud. It really was a tiger and a tiger, and Dai Junchou's footsteps also stopped. Obviously, once he enters the range of the opponent's blade, he will be torn into pieces immediately.
However, this style of play has a fatal drawback, that is, it consumes a lot of physical strength and internal strength. Feng is sure that it will not take long for this Xiaoshuang's knife to slow down. To be honest, even if you have learned the nine powers of the demon sword, even if you are proficient in yin and yang gossip, your martial arts must never compete with masters like Dou Muqi, after all, martial arts is not a quick thing. Without more than ten years of exercise and hard work in the second and fifth shifts, a martial arts master would never be born.
Xiaoshuang is also a wise man. Seeing Dai Junchou's footsteps stopped, he also changed his tactics. Now he has no understanding of Dai Junchoi's martial arts level. Bottom. At this point, Xiaoshuang held the knife in both hands, and exerted strength at the waist and feet, spinning like a top to rush towards Dai Junchoi, the sword of the cracking sea splashing ink flashed with cold light, and she was about to open up Dai Junchoi's stomach.
His mind turned quite fast. Feng realized that he couldn't be lazy at last, and a thunder-thunder-chopping knife was sent as he pleased, and he jumped up, holding the knife with one hand and slashing towards Xiaoshuang's head heavily. There are clouds in the hexagram Zhen, thunder, and shock; gentlemen repair provinces with fear. The thunder is rolling, the purpose is to disturb people's hearts, and overwhelm the enemy in momentum. Chop is a thunderous blow that mobilizes the power of the whole body. Since you are turning around and cutting me, then I will fight with you and see who can hold him down!
Xiaoshuang was taken aback. As expected, Daijun’s team was not embroidered with fists and legs. The strength of this knife and the cleverness of the angle made it impossible for him to be exclaimed even if he had been immersed in the knife for many years. His own big knife wiped the soles of his feet flat, and if he didn't take the knife to defend, then his own Tian Ling Gai would be split. At the very moment, Xiaoshuang took back his dashing figure and raised his sword horizontally, so he had to take a defensive position.
With a "dang" sound, the deer sword's sword was accurately placed on the edge of the cracking sea splashing ink. With this little power, Dai Juncho jumped lightly and leaned forward like a civet cat in his hand. But the sword kept moving, the horizontal blade blocked the wind from Xiaoshuang’s offensive, the back blade adjusted the direction like a mountain, recharged, and buried the blade as if Ze Ze concealed the killing intent. Dai Junchoo moved to Xiaoshuang's body several times ingeniously, pushing the knife to save his heart, and the blade was pushed out flatly, taking Xiaoshuang's throat straight. At this moment, Xiaoshuang's right arm holding the broadsword just stretched out, naturally there is no time to rescue him, is it possible that a generation of masters will be killed on the spot
Feng only felt the sparks flying in front of him, and Xiaoshuang's left hand took out a small knife from nowhere, which was able to block his inevitable knife from less than an inch from his throat. Looking at the materials, this knife is similar to the cracked sea splashing ink, which is how it turned out to be. That rugged big knife is still born of son and mother, and a small knife is hidden in the big knife.
Feng's guess is really good. Cracking the sea and splashing ink is a long knife. Naturally, he is afraid of personal attacks. If he encounters a clever enemy who can harass himself like a tarsal maggot, he can only take out a small knife hidden in the back of the knife. , Broke the enemy unexpectedly. This sick knife is only five inches long and two inches wide, and not a single point thick. The most peculiar thing is that this knife does not have a guard or even a hilt. In other words, Xiaoshuang just blocked his attack by pinching the sessile knife with his fingers.
Feng couldn't make a hit, and Xiaoshuang was so stalemate together, he glanced at the cracked sea splashing ink secretly. Sure enough, an inconspicuous slot appeared in the thickest part of the long knife. It seems that the small knife is usually inserted into it, and the design is really clever.