"Hey, why haven't you taken action yet?"

Although the young man holding the heavy sword looked very rebellious, his words were a bit silly.

"Are you too tired of getting a fight just now? I have medicine here, my uncle gave me one, so I'm so excited to take it!"

As he said that, he was going to take medicine from his arms.

"Need not."

Qiye finally spoke out.

"I thought you, the people from the Sword Sect, were all fucking people and were not worthy of holding swords. I didn't expect that I would meet Yi Jifeng and you one after another.

It seems that my idea of ​​drinking blood from the long sword today is probably not fulfilled."

Xie Donglai actually nodded seriously:

"Actually, I think so too. They are all old guys who understand what we young people think.

In other words, I can't beat them, otherwise they would all be beaten into pig's heads and throw them into the sword refining pool on the back mountain of my house to see what the sword looked like at the beginning.

But it was also very soon. The battle between you and that sick man just now was very exciting. I have a feeling that if you fight with you, you should have figured out the problem you couldn't figure out before.

As for that sword, whoever wants it, I don’t even care about my uncle’s sword. How can a sword that I don’t know hundreds of years ago be comparable to the little treasure in my hand?”

As he said that, Xie Donglai touched the black black iron heavy sword in his hand intimately, with his eyes close, as if he was stroking his beloved lover.

After touching, Xie Donglai was shocked and even his momentum became much stronger.

"Come on, I'm ready to compete with me!"

Qi Ye Ji said first: "Yes, but you don't have to let me do three moves."

"That's not possible. I don't like to take advantage of others the most. I say that three moves are just three moves."

Xie Donglai was quite stubborn.

"Because, you can't stop my three swords."

Then Qiye finished the second half of the sentence.

Xie Donglai's face immediately changed, and he looked insulted and said:

"Don't underestimate people. You will know later!"

"Ahem, that sword is actually called Zangfeng. Xiaomei is a nickname. Just remember the previous name."

Xie Chunqiu's face did not change his expression from the audience and corrected the people around him in a timely manner.

If this name really spread, their Divine Sword Villa could almost be foreseen and was laughed to death.

But Xie Donglai was just a little stubborn and couldn't change it no matter how he said it.

Well, everyone calls this thing a childlike heart.

In his opinion, it was clearly a fool's heart. Otherwise, how could he expose his family's shortcomings to outsiders and look like he was united in the same hatred of the enemy?

It really makes people wrong anytime, anywhere.

However, he has been tortured in the villa, and this little thing is sprinkling water.

Even because this is your own child, it still needs to be maintained.

"Oh, that's right, right? Remember."

The people around him nodded with a slight smile, but their hearts were roaring.

Xiaomei, that is Xiaomei!

The King of Heaven is here, it is also called Xiaomei!

I finally found an embarrassing thing about the Divine Sword Villa, but I didn’t quickly remember the small notebook. When fighting in the future, it was all first-hand explosion information.

On stage.

When Qiye saw Xie Dong coming to ask for trouble, he had to shake his head.

His body moved and disappeared on the stage like a ghost, without even revealing his breath.

As the saint of the Bu Tian lineage, the technique of breath retention is almost an instinct.

Xie Donglai held his heavy sword and looked around, revealing a hint of confusion:

"Where did you go?"

Sao!

I saw a black shadow appearing directly behind him and stabbed him with a sword.

Xie Donglai's face was still a little confused, but his movements had already started to move. He saw the heavy sword swing back, and the whistling sound of the wind in the air surged violently.

Then the heavy sword incredibly blocked Qiye's entire attack route, so that he had to collide with the heavy sword with the long sword in his hand.

Click!

The long sword broke, the heavy sword swept over, and brought a force to tear Qi Ye's clothes on his chest.

Fortunately, Qiye retreated in time, otherwise the sword would have to tear his body apart.

"Damn, this guy cheats!"

Off the stage, Jiang Ping saw that all the seeds fell down, and even Qiu Daoyu was silent.

"How did he know that people are behind me? I didn't even see them? My father-in-law, you are telling me."

After all, Lao Qiu is a new master, so he has to look at his father-in-law at critical moments.

Seeing Jiang Ping's shameless look, Tie Ao shook his head helplessly and said:

"The so-called autumn wind awakens before it moves. This person has amazing physical talent and has reached the state of just about to explode.

Even if you don’t react mentally, your body’s instinctive reaction will help him make the most perfect choice.

If you fight with such a person, you have to defeat him with dignity, and all the ghostly means will be resolved invisibly."

"This is good, this is good. With this state, I will no longer be afraid of someone sneak attacking me."

This method of greatly improving his own safety factor made Jiang Ping very envious.

He stared at Tie Ao with a gaze:

"My father-in-law, tell me how I should do the same as him? Protecting my safety is to protect Guanyin's safety!

She had secretly swore to me that if something happened to me, she would never live alone."

Tie Ao took a deep breath before suppressing the urge to slap the little bastard to death.

Why did his daughter get blind? After finding such a scoundrel, he completely forgot about his idea that he thought his daughter had taken advantage of it.

He said very bluntly: "This is a personal talent, and it is impossible to learn it."

However, I heard that there is a unique martial arts in Liuli Temple, which was left by the Buddha in the temple that year, called the "Amitabha Sutra".

If you practice this skill to the great perfection, you will get the same effect.”

Jiang Ping curled his lips and said, "I know that thing. If you practice it, it will be no different from a eunuch. And I am not a boy now!"

After saying that, he raised his chin proudly.

Tie Ao took a deep breath again, as if he had thought of some unpleasant memories. He decided to take care of this fool again, so he wrote the word Tie Ao upside down.

On stage.

"I just said, my little beauty is very good, don't be careless anymore, sometimes I can't control myself and hurt people.

So when I fight with people in the villa, I always use wooden swords.

But the wood lump was dead, not like my little beauty at all."

Qiye looked at the short sword in his hand, glanced at the torn clothes on his chest, and suddenly smiled, but it was very short, making people feel as if it was just an illusion just now.

"It seems to be a little serious."

"What?"

Xie Donglai became confused again, and then his body suddenly twitched like a ghost.

The Black Iron Heavy Sword even broke through the air and kept slashing out a series of wind, but it did not touch the target at all.

Qiye was standing in front of him and had never moved at all.

"call……"

Xie Donglai finally stopped moving and gasped:

"You are so awesome. I understand what I am missing now. Thank you, I lost."

Xie Donglai stepped down with a heavy sword, stepping on dark footprints. It turned out that before he knew it, he was sweating like a spring, and even his clothes and shoes were wet.

"Um?"

This time, Jiang Ping really didn't understand why Xie Donglai was so tired of Qiye standing there.

He looked at Tie Ao again, trying to get a solution.
To be continued...