Smile and swing sword

Five six-meter-square and three-meter-high competition platforms were specially set up in the martial arts arena. Ten people stood up neatly and stepped up one by one.

In the first round of lottery, Xiang Tianyou and Wu Yun actually got a pair. Wu Yun cursed bad luck, but thinking that sooner or later the two of them will have a fight, it is better to cheer up and deal with it in the first round.

Xiang Tianyou held a black wooden gun with a silver tip, and Wu Yun wielded a cold light iron sword. The weapons of the two of them were the most shabby among the ten, as if they were hurriedly bought at some corner stall yesterday for temporary use. .

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, let alone being polite, Wu Yun shook his sword and stabbed out again and again, relying on the strength of the weapon, Xiang Tianyou blocked from left to right, his hands were more than capable.

"How can you be so polite when you attack my brother, like a little lady embroidering in the boudoir."

"It's not as good as Brother Wu's opening and closing moves. He used the gentleman's sword as a butcher's knife." Xiang Tianyou walked around the dragon with his gun, not stopping.

Although both of them teased each other with words, there were smiles on their faces, and it wasn't really bad words.

Wu Yun used another round of quick sword, forcing Xiang Tianyou to retreat again and again.

He made a sharp turn around Wu Yun's back, raised his leg and kicked.

Wu Yun backhanded his sword and slapped Xiang Tianyou's hamstring to defuse the attack. The two changed positions and fought together again.

Today, Yao Xinruo is wearing a tight-fitting battle robe, which is covered with a layer of light armor from the chest to the lower abdomen. Both shoulders and elbows are protected by armor. A pair of knee-high moccasin boots line the slender legs. Fierce fighting spirit and extraordinary charm.

She was holding an ebony longbow in her hand, and a short arrow was dangling from the string at the moment, which looked extremely uncoordinated.Bows and arrows are good at attacking from a distance, but it's a different story on this small six-meter square fighting platform.Yao Xinruo touched his waist with his left hand, and pulled out a long purple gold whip wrapped around his waist, flung it in the air with a crisp sound, and hung limply on the table.

The man holding the bow did not advance but retreated. When retreating, he loosened the bowstring, and the short arrow pierced through the air.Yao Xinruo was three minutes faster than him, with a flick of his wrist, the long whip roared out, coiled towards the short arrow like a poisonous snake, entangled it, and flung it aside.

Almost as soon as the first arrow arrived, the second arrow was shot immediately, Yao Xinruo retracted his wrist, turned the whip, and unexpectedly intercepted the short arrow in mid-air, twisting it into three sections.The man was taken aback, probably because he didn't expect her to be so fast, firing five arrows in a row.

The five short arrows seemed to be shot from one point, but they slowly changed direction during the flight, and in a blink of an eye they were in five directions, sealing Yao Xinruo's vital points.

The corners of Yao Xinruo's mouth curled up slightly, and with a change of gesture, the long whip danced in a circle in the air, and profound energy poured out continuously along the whip, forming a circular shield on her chest!The five short arrows stopped here, unable to advance any more, Yao Xinruo let out a low cry, and his profound power burst out suddenly, shaking the short arrows away.

The man's face was sombre, and with a single step, he trapped Yao Xinruo in the center and ran around the Bidou platform at a high speed, and the arrows galloped away from the center of the Bidou platform from all sides.

Yao Xinruo was calm and calm, and with his right hand, he untied another soft whip from his waist, it turned out to be a pair, his hands danced rapidly, the shadow of the whip was hazy and airtight, and kept all the arrows out.

Pointing to Tianyou's toes, he flipped his body in the air, and retreated lightly, but the gun was suddenly fierce, and even made fierce moves, but none of them worked. , couldn't help but suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Wu has also learned Xuan Jin, it's a little bit reluctant to use it at the tenth level!"

At this time, Wu Yun's forehead and temples were already covered with sweat. It can be seen that his moves to resist Xiang Tianyou were far less relaxed than his expression, but he refused to admit defeat, and said with a smile: "If I don't force myself, how can I fight in a mere way? Comprehend the mystery of profound strength at the tenth level? It’s really boring to do what you should do when you reach a certain level!”

Xiang Tianyou was in admiration, but he showed no mercy in his hands, he suddenly concentrated on the tip of his spear, with a buzzing sound, he strangled the iron sword, and shouted: "Let's go."

Wu Yun's jaw was in severe pain, and the iron sword flicked from the palm of his hand, and flew to one side, aiming at the stage where Yao Xinruo was.Yao Xinruo's complexion changed, he didn't care about the opponent, he flew up a whip and lashed at the attacking sword, knocking it down, but his figure was hit by a strong force, and he retreated two steps abruptly.

Wu Yun took advantage of the momentum and jumped back a foot, clasped his hands and laughed loudly: "Brother Xiang's Xuangong is so superb, I'm afraid no one in the arena will be your opponent today, and I don't feel ashamed to admit defeat!"

Yao Xinruo raised his brows upside down, his eyes were focused, and he turned around flexibly to the right. The purple gold whip in his right hand came out and flew away with a whistling sound.

Immediately, the surrounding phantoms disappeared, leaving only a man with a bow, his hands were still in the posture of about to shoot, but he was tightly entangled by a thin whip, and his face of surprise had not yet dissipated.

Lifting the struggling man off the stage, Yao Xinruo raised his eyebrows and said: "This whip is made of twisted ten thousand pieces of purple gold silk, the more you move, the tighter it is, save some energy."

After finishing speaking, he retracted the whip and released his hands and feet. Wu Yun rushed down and said with a smile: "Unlucky, bad luck, now you can't even compete for second place."

"It's okay, I'll leave you one step earlier, and go to Zuixianlou to have a drink first!" Wu Yun was not annoyed, and walked straight to the entrance of the martial arts field.

Yao Xinruo showed surprise, and asked, "Aren't you going to stay to see the final ranking? The Dragon Emperor is still there..." Wu Yun waved his back to the two of them, and walked out quickly.

Xiang Tianyou went to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yao Xinruo, and heard her sigh: "I think I'm chic, but I didn't expect to be compared with Brother Xiang, and I fell behind again."

Xiang Tianyou lowered his brows and eyes, but smiled and said nothing.

The martial arts arena is piled high with stones, three or four feet high, not to mention how thick they are. Occasionally there is the sound of swords clashing, but the words are extremely vague and hard to hear.

Four men of different heights surrounded Chi Shen, looking around from time to time, their eyes were full of light. Among them, Chi Shen was familiar, and he was one of the eighty winners, because he had a scar on his face. The horrific scar that ran diagonally from the left eyebrow to the right cheek left a deep impression on her.

There is also a flower-like maid holding a big black umbrella to shade the pool from the sun. She is sweating profusely from the heat, and only occasionally dares to tuck her handkerchief quietly. It is the little girl who was slapped by Qi Ling back then. .

"Young Master, Young Master!"

The shout spread far into his ears, Chi Shen frowned and turned around, and saw a blue-gray fuzzy figure running towards him in the yellow dust under the sun, and when someone walked in, the maid holding the umbrella showed surprise, turned her head and said to Chi Shen: "Young master, this is Ding Aqing, the servant in the front yard of Xiangfu."

Ah Qing came to the person, supported his knees, took a few breaths, and said in a hoarse voice: "Young master, hurry up and have a look at the mansion, something has happened!"

Chi Shen remained calm and asked him, "What happened? You speak slowly and carefully."

"You can't take too long! The old slave beside the Fifth Young Master just rode a horse to the front of the mansion, and fell headlong on the stone steps. Uncle Uncle Fu had planned to call a few boys to put him in the side hall first, and then ask his wife to make a decision. Wanting to turn around and meet the fourth young master who was about to go out, the fourth young master stopped them from entering the backyard, saying that he was an old servant, and he died as soon as he died, so he took a straw mat and transported it out of the king's capital to find a ditch and threw it away. …”

"There's no reason for that!" When Chi Shen heard that it was Daozong, his mind became confused, and he hated Xiang Tianjue's inhumanity. Thinking again that Daozong went to the desert to get medicine for him, he must have been caught in a very dangerous thing. The villain lost his life, so he immediately told the servant girl: "You wait here for my brother to come out, and if you see someone, tell him to go back to Xiangfu as soon as possible."

There were few people outside the martial arts arena, and the little maid was not very courageous, but the master did not dare to disobey her order, so she gritted her teeth and complied.

After the six of them ran for a while, Ah Qing's lips had turned pale, and he begged out of breath, "Young master, I really can't run anymore, you and the heroes are walking fast, why don't you go first. "

Chi Shen's face turned solemn, and he blurted out his refusal: "No, you came to report the matter, and you have to go back together." Looking around, there were scattered carriages pulling people around here, and three of them could be seen not far away. He waved his hands and shouted loudly: "Coachman, this way!"

Recently, a person heard the shout, led the horse and trotted over, bowed and said, "Young master, rent a car?"

The man with the scar standing in the front parted the curtain with his sword, glanced up and down, and nodded to Chi Shen.Chi Shen jumped into the carriage first: "Go to Suyihou's Mansion, hurry up!"

The other four guards wanted to turn up, but they were stopped by the driver, and said with a bitter face: "Hey, gentlemen, three of these horse-drawn people are fine, all six of you can go up, but you have to take the little guy who eats." I'm so exhausted!"

The man with the scar patted the driver's arm and got into the carriage, and said to the other three people: "You guys separate to protect the left and right rear, and make a hard run."

The three of them did not shirk, and quickly took their positions. It can be seen that Xiang Tianyou did not just look for someone, but picked him carefully.

The sackclothed driver swung his whip to urge the horse, and ran a few steps to the middle of the other two colleagues who were waiting to attract customers. At this time, a sudden change occurred. The chariots and horses where Chi Shen was located surrounded him, and he raised his hand and waved a handful of gray mist.

The person sitting on the shaft and driving the horse tapped the frame with his fingertips, and three extremely thin gray lines ran into the curtain along the wood grain.

The visible things are easy to stop, but the invisible things are the hardest to stop. The two on the left and right breathed even more urgently, and sucked in a lot of gray mist in one breath. After a while, their expressions were dull, and the weapons fell to the ground with a clatter, rushing forward behind them. Those who helped were also hit.

Chi Shen heard the movement inside, suddenly felt his heart beating like a drum, and immediately looked at the man with the scar, but saw that his eyes were blank, he was sitting slumped against the carriage with his head down, without any energy, and ran to call him Ah Qing's face was pale and frightening, and he felt infinite remorse: "What a thief, you tricked me into tricking me!"

Thinking of the pain in the side of the neck at this time, he turned his hand to touch it, and raised his hand to mid-air, he felt his eyes darken, and his body fell forward to the right, and fell in front of the scarred man.

The coachman stopped the carriage, turned around and opened the curtain, with a sneer on his face, he greeted: "Throw this strong man out, and only take this young master with white face and red lips."

The two laughed while dragging: "The employer this time is really vicious. He just plotted against his own family, but he was so cruel that he sold it to Mr. Cheng, who likes to torture children."

The man on the shaft kept sneering, as if he was very disdainful to Xiang Tianjue: "There is no shortage of these evil spirits who eat and drink in human skin. Among the business we have taken over, this is not the most vicious!"

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