Chapter 883 Snake waist

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  The boss has spoken, so you must call.

  Jiang Muchen looked solemn, holding the Chishan sword as if attending a funeral, but Qin Yu touched the general and his expression did not relax.

  Two people stood at the two corners of the middle courtyard, and one of Yuyan stood on the top.

   Standoff for three seconds.

  Jiang Muchen glanced at Qin Yu, and saw that after the latter turned his sword, he knew whether he was a companion who had teamed up to kill him.

brush!

  Akayama is out!

  Qin Yu’s Gan will quickly keep up in the next two steps.

  Akayama is overbearing, and he is tricky.

   Both swords are of the famous weapon level, which is naturally eye-opening, but they were quickly suppressed.

  Because of Yuyan’s sword drawn.

  His sword water is blue. After drawing the sword, the blade is clear, and when it enters the water, the light and shadow of the water will appear. Because the hilt of the sword is carved with red autumn maple, it is named Qiushui, and it is also one of the fourteen famous artifacts in the world.

  Autumn waters and rivers are near the river, and you can see the beauty at every turn.

  Qiu Shui, this sword has an epee intent, shape and form, not heavy or unpleasant, and naturally gentle, such as crossing the river in autumn and cracking the glacier in spring. Such a sword is destined to be flawless.

  At least at the moment when the sword was drawn in Yuyan, the three swords were compared, Jiang Muchen's weaknesses and flaws were exposed first, such as Chishan's overbearing, he was not enough, such as Ganjiang's demon and evil, and Qin Yu not enough.

  Only one sword out.

  Blocked the two swords with two strokes. The sword power, sword strength, and sword speed were more than two or three times, or four or five times that was not bad.

Jiang Muchen was slashed by a sword, and reached out to grab the pillar. The palms of his hands stiffly scratched the pillar and made deep scratches to stabilize his body, but Qin Yu is stronger than him, and when she retreats, There is a little column at the foot, like a gecko, walking backwards along the pillar under the foot, and then somersaults, and the sky hangs on the moon and jumps and cuts!

  The robe was brocade and the mask was silver, and there was a scorching white light through the sunlight—this was an obstacle to the line of sight, if Yu Yanzhi looked up.

However. . . Instead of looking up, he closed his eyes.

  When you close your eyes, you can hear the sound of wind and water, and you can also hear the sound of swords.

  Qin Yu in mid-air feels bad at first sight-this is very hard.

  Sure enough, I closed my eyes for a moment and then took a breath, Yu Yanzhi fiercely shot out the sword, the sword aura poured out like autumn water, and then. . .

  Keng! Qin Yu turned his attack to block and fought with swords in midair. Everyone only heard the violent trembling of swords, as if all the swords of those present screamed into the air.

  Famous sword battle, famous sword battle!

The Qin Yu in mid-air took advantage of the force to fall back and grabbed the pillar to turn around. When his robe was flying, he swept back around the pillar, like a ghost, and Jiang Muchen had already taken Chi Shan to hit it hard. Jade Banquet’s picking thorn sword made Jiang Muchen invincible. Seeing that Qiu Shui sword shadow piled up, almost picking up Fei Chi Shan Sword, Qin Yu came.

  Responding, unloading strength, Jiang Muchen was able to breathe, but just to see Qin Yu's internal strength and experience are far less than the opponent's fight against the sword, you can see the strengths and weaknesses, but you can't see through the wins and losses at a glance, because of the momentum!

  When a person fights, regardless of winning or losing, fighting hard, this is the momentum!

  Jiang Muchen suddenly realized that he fought the strong against the weak in the painted cave several times. He felt that he couldn't win every time and wanted to retreat every time, but he was led by Qin Yu. At that time, they all won.

  This time, he still thought he would lose, but he had the courage to fight, but he suddenly understood that what he lacked between him and Qin Yu was not courage, but self-confidence.

  Because of self-confidence, continuous improvement, because of self-confidence, the more you reach the end, the easier it is to break through.

  Suddenly, several joint images of Chishan swordsmanship flashed through Jiang Muchen's mind, and they finally overlapped into a sword.

  So. . He went out, drank loudly, his internal strength gushing out, his figure, body, and sword combined, and finally became a sword.

  Yu Yan's eyebrows, gave up killing Qin Yu, only hacked her out, and then made a sword. . .

  Keng!

  Autumn water shares Chishan.

  Water and fire, soft and strong.

  Everyone felt their eyes flickered, and then they saw it for a moment.

   Jiang Muchen's fighting spirit is awe-inspiring, holding a sword in both hands like Taishan style, while Yuyanzhi holding a sword in one hand, the sword and the sword are forceful.

  Chishan was trembling, Qiushui remained motionless.

  Lin Kun sighed: "I have an epiphany, not bad, but still a bit worse..."

  As he said, his eyes flashed because he saw it.

Seeing the phantom that flashed out from behind Yuyanzhi, swift as a sly fox, Yuyan looked down, raised his wrist, and the internal strength above the autumn water became energized, steep and frivolous, Jiang Muchen's expression changed, and then he saw the one who resisted Chishan. The sword disappeared strangely, and suddenly hit his waist with the back of the sword.

boom! Jiang Muchen vomited blood from the back of the sword to his abdomen.

  But before Jiang Muchen landed, Yu Yanzhi's figure disappeared, avoiding Qin Yu's sword, and Qiu Shui also phantom flowed, picking it towards Qin Yu's wrist.

  Qin Yu came treacherously, he responded more swiftly, Qiu Shui bends like a snake, but. . . Qin Yu also disappeared.

  Sword Shadow came out.

  "Zhou Shan Jianying..."

  Jianying is faster than before. I don’t know if this person has already hidden himself or broke through temporarily, but all of them aroused Yu Yanzhi’s warlike heart.

  Yu Yanzhi squinted his eyes, took a slight step forward, and his stature changed suddenly.

  The sword shadow fights the sword shadow, Jiang Muchen on the ground is dumb, his eyes move with these sword shadows, and with the fencing of these sword shadows, sonorously, everywhere is the white star hit by the sword blade.

  On the other side, Lin Kun and other masters were also fascinated, and only Duke Yun took it lightly, whispering the origin and power of these swordsmanship beside Yue Emperor.

  Emperor Yue: "Could this little fish master still..."

  He looked like he didn't understand martial arts, but Father Yun shook his head slightly.

  On the other side, Yu Qing is also explaining to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng listened, his expression calm, he didn't follow the sword shadow, he looked stubbornly indifferent, because he had too many masters under his hands, and there were many people with extraordinary talents. Even if the potential of this Qin Yu is not low, he did not let him. His only amazing degree, so. . .

   Suddenly, Lin Heng heard the gasp of everyone, and when he glanced sideways, he just saw the sword shadow disappeared, and Yu Yanzhi's sword stabbed and Qin Yu's sword flew out.

  It's over!

Seeing that the flying sword Qin Yu was pushed back by one of Yuyan's swords, the blade was directed towards his throat, and some people were waiting for Lin Heng or Yuedi to call it over. However, neither of them knew martial arts, and might not know the situation. Turns sharply, so this Qin Yu’s life~~

  However, it was also at that moment when Lin Heng, who did not know martial arts, saw the flower picking thief bend back, avoiding the Qiushui sword that was cut to the neck.

   is also the same bend, showing that her waist is as soft as a snake, slender and pliable as if it can be held in the palm of a hand, is this a snake demon? Lin Heng frowned slightly.

  A picture flashed in his mind.

  This kind of waist is soft, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

Lingyun, who is also observing Qin Yu’s strength, also felt a little bit awkward—this flower picker seems to be slenderer than a woman, and his waist is soft enough, as well as that hand. White as jade, except that the chest is flat. . .

  (End of this chapter)