Dangdangdang!

The sword lights and sword lights collided with each other, and the sound of metal and iron fighting was like dense drum beats on the battlefield, endless.

The light continued to collapse and disperse, and there were also arc sparks splashing, bursting onto the weeds growing in the courtyard, igniting the hay. When the strong wind blew, the roaring flames burned, and the flames rushed one or two feet high.

Not only was one place splashed by sparks, but many parts in the courtyard were burned. The fire gradually spread to all directions with the wind.

There were crackling sounds in the bushes, and the flames rose and invaded. In a blink of an eye, it turned the surroundings into a sea of ​​fire, and even some parts of the Taoist temple were ignited.

Song Mingjing and Yu Liuxie went swords and fought fiercely in the sea of ​​fire. When clusters of flames arrived in front of them, they were immediately swept away by the fierce energy.

If the swordsmanship of Yu Liuxiu is dense like flying flowers everywhere and fast as the wind and cold current, then Song Mingjing's swordsmanship is the flowing rivers, lakes and water, which are everywhere and invaded.

Flying flowers are flooded, and strong winds and cold currents are difficult to turbulent rivers.

Yu Liuxiong's face has changed and it has become ugly.

He had to admit that he was too conceited and underestimated his opponent.

The other party was much more powerful than he expected.

Not to mention taking the opponent within thirty moves, the two sides are fighting nearly a hundred moves, and he doesn't even take a slight advantage. Often, the sword is just out and quickly is broken by the opponent with a knife.

"Dongfeng Sword Yu Liuxie, I have seen your sword skills, but that's it!"

Song Mingjing laughed, broke through the air with a knife, forced the jade willow to retreat slightly, and suddenly floated backwards, instantly sank into the sea of ​​fire.

Chih!

A sword light flashed in the sea of ​​fire, as if it was torn apart by an invisible hand. The sea of ​​fire was separated from the middle, and Song Mingjing flew out.

"Do you want to escape? Don't think about it!"

Yu Liu shouted coldly, and anger and reluctance appeared on her face.

What was angry was that he made crazy words but failed to take the other party, and he was even more unwilling to miss the Seven Killings Sutra.

The sword light flew and suddenly broke through the sea of ​​fire. The jade willow also rushed out like a strong wind, chasing Song Mingjing.

"Escape? Idiot!"

Song Mingjing sneered, his figure still soared into the air. His right hand had already waved and his horizontal knife slashed towards the void on the left.

Just at this moment, a silver needle burst into flames, and the long sword was just blocking the silver needle's flight. Song Mingjing shouted with a clear shout, and the knife's energy was stirred up, easily stimulating the silver needle.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The sonorous and passionate notes suddenly emerged from the air, and they were as loud as a storm, and they were as loud as whispers.

Then Song Mingjing saw a little cold star flashing in the air, and it was as fast as lightning. He cut and tore the air into pieces and strangled him.

They were two long strings that were almost unseen by the naked eye, which penetrated the airflow, bringing out a sharp and rapid whistle, and suddenly pierced.

Ding Ding Ding!

Song Mingjing swept away the knife, and the long string hit the knife like raindrops, making a dense and crisp sound. Then he turned around in the air, and a long string rolled towards his waist and abdomen, and a long string wrapped around his legs.

Song Mingjing was in the void and had nowhere to rely on his power. He was about to be entangled by long strings when he saw it.

He took a long breath, as if a long whale was swallowing water. His chest and abdomen suddenly swelled, and he rose to about a foot. His body whirled rapidly, passing through the gaps of the two long strings and landed steadily.

With a sniff, the two long strings turned into cold electric light and quickly shrank back.

At the same time, ten feet away from Song Mingjing, suddenly there was another person.

The man was wearing bright clothes and holding a pipa. The two long strings were huddled into the pipa. His eyes were drooping, stretching out his slender fingers to pluck the strings, gently folding them slowly, and slowly playing a clear sound.

Yu Liu's face became even more ugly.

Song Mingjing may not recognize who this man in the flower-dressed clothes is, how could he not recognize it?

This man is one of his old rivals, Lu Ningxiang, among the "Flowers, Snow and Moons, Four Famous Swords", the flower sword, Lu Ningxiang!

This person is also the main reason why Song Mingjing chose to retreat.

He had sensed a peek at him before, which vaguely threatened him.

With this man peeking around, he naturally could not fight with Yu Liu again.

Yu Liuxi's swordsmanship was not as "but this" as he said. This person's swordsmanship was extremely skillful, and he had to deal with it with great energy.

Even if you win the battle in the end, you will be injured by Yu Liu's counterattack.

The snipe and the clam fight, and then let the fisherman benefit?

He won't do such stupid things.

"Lu Ningxiang, I didn't expect you to arrive too." Yu Liu gritted her teeth and said.

"Haha! Brother Yu can come, why can't I come?"

Pipa Qu suddenly stopped, Lu Ningxiang chuckled, then a pair of peach blossom eyes poured on Song Mingjing, and said, "And eating alone is not a good habit. Brother Yu, don't you eat too much this time?"

Yu Liuxie said coldly: "How long have you been here?"

Lu Ningxiang smiled and said, "I just arrived not long ago, but I just happened to see Brother Yu exerting his might and killing several people in succession. Alas! Brother Yu killed innocent people so indiscriminately, and I am ashamed to be my righteous and chivalrous person. Lu is really ashamed to be as famous as Brother Yu!"

"Don't make such a hypocritical face, and don't think that it can threaten me. Even if you tell me, who would believe it?"

Yu Liuxie sneered: "And, if this kid hadn't escaped, you might have waited until we decided on the winner and then jumped out to get the bargain!"

Lu Ningxiang shook her head and sighed, "Brother Yu really judges a gentleman's ambition by his villain's heart. Lu just learned that this person was killing fellow martial arts people indiscriminately, and he came to help you."

Yu Liuxi snorted coldly, knowing that things were a foregone conclusion, Lu Ningxiang would never retreat. She took a deep breath and said, "Don't talk nonsense, take down this kid first and talk about other things. You don't want to jump out and share the benefits with one person, right?"

Lu Ningxiang's eyes suddenly became cold. When she pressed the pipa with her palm, a high-pitched note in "clang" was stimulated, and the four strings trembled like a crack of silk.

The next moment, four strings of different lengths flew out from the pipa.

The sword force was made of the string, like four flying swords, lateral and scattering, flying and changing, and four continuous "swords" sounded sharply, stabbing Song Mingjing.

The jade willow slant is also a long sword, and the sword light is like a dragon flying in.

The two attacked one by one, and each of them had martial arts and swordsmanship enough to threaten Song Mingjing. The two of them joined forces and instantly put him in an unprecedented crisis.

Song Mingjing blocked Yu Liu's slanting sword with a knife, and four "flying swords" shot towards him. His body flashed, sometimes left and right, as light as a gust of wind.

But those four strings were controlled by Lu Ningxiang, and they were like arms and fingers, twisting and wishful. No matter how he dodged, he could always reach them at the same time.

Also, the light of the slanting sword invaded by the jade willow, and it will be lost after a long period of time. With a sharp wind breaks into the sky, a narrow hole was torn into Song Mingjing's arm, and blood was overflowing.

Lu Ningxiang sneered: "The next blow will require you to leave a hand!"

As soon as the five fingers were drawn, four strings collided, like a silver bottle cracking, and swords and guns were rushing, and they were swept up at Song Mingjing again with a solemn aura.
Chapter completed!