Chapter 9: The heavy sword shows its power

The old naughty boy's joke made Mo Chou take it seriously. Mo Chou reached out to take the Black Iron Sword from my hand, and said coquettishly: "Old naughty boy, don't underestimate others, you will definitely make you look good later." No one would have expected that this inconspicuous dull sword would be 70 or 80 kilograms. Mo Chou inadvertently sank his hand and couldn't hold it. The Black Iron Sword fell off his hand.

I was prepared for a long time, so I reached out and grabbed the black iron heavy sword in my hand again. I gently pressed Mochou's Rouyi and chuckled softly: "Mochou, let Weifu use this stupid thing. This time you will sit next to you obediently to see how Weifu accepts a arrogant and arrogant old man." As he said that, he blinked at Mochou again, revealing a cramped look.

Although Mochou's thoughts were not as fast as Huang Rong, he knew that this inconspicuous stupid guy must be strange when he started with the Xuan Iron Sword. He immediately sat back next to Huang Rong with a smile. Huang Rong had known the depth of kung erotic skills for the old erotic boy as long as Taohua Island. He knew that his husband wanted to fight the old erotic boy alone, and he couldn't help but frown and looked worried. Originally, Huang Rong's intelligence was expected that his husband would definitely defeat the enemy with a plan, but deep down he still felt that no matter how many strategies he had, he could not get a good deal with his profound martial arts. In addition, the old erotic boy's famous subordinates were not serious, and Huang Rong was worried and became upset for a moment. Regardless of her pregnancy, she had to stand up to stop the battle.

Mo Chou sat next to Huang Rong, and naturally knew what his sister was thinking. He smiled, grabbed Huang Rong, and muttered a few words in her ear. Huang Rong's face changed. Hearing this, he turned back and looked at his sister incredibly. After getting Mo Chou's affirmative gaze, he carefully looked at the weapons in her husband's hand before sat back with confidence.

Huang Rong's concern made me feel warm. After showing a bright smile to her, she waved the earth iron heavy sword in her hand, pointed at the old naughty boy, and said with a loud smile: "Brother, this sword has no eyes. If I accidentally hurt my brother, wouldn't it ruin our brother's friendship? It's better to do this. As long as you admit that you lose, brothers will not use this fire stick to accept you. What do you think?" As he said that, he pulled a sword flower. These swords seemed unintentional, but the internal strength was everywhere, without any sound of wind. It was like an embroidery needle in his hand.

Just now, Mo Chou and Huang Rong were muttering there. Hong Qigong and the old naughty boy on the side saw it and felt that there must be something strange. Hong Qigong, as the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, had far more eyesight than others. After paying attention, he had already discovered that this inconspicuous dull sword was very strange. In addition, I seemed casual, but it was like a waving like a flowing water. The smile on Hong Qigong's face retracted and showed a cautious expression. Although the old naughty boy on the other side was not so cautious,

His wife Yinggu is a delicate person. Even if he is not able to see the mystery of the Xuan Iron Sword because of his knowledge, he can't tell the mystery of the Xuan Iron Sword. He can also hear the arousal in my words. He quickly said loudly: "Botong, Uncle is a method of arousing himself, don't be fooled..." This sentence is not said, but it really aroused the stubborn temper of the old naughty boy. He turned over and stood up in the air. He reached out to grab my Xuan Iron Sword and shouted: "Let's just blow your breath, and then talk about it."

Although the old naughty boy grabbed the heavy black iron sword in my hand, his fingers trembled and pointed at the acupoints in my arms and right chest. The left fist came first and shot straight to my ground door. Hong Qigong, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but whisper and nodded repeatedly. Obviously, this move was very exquisite.

Although the old naughty boy's moves were sharp, they were not in my heart. The black iron heavy sword in my hand ignored the old naughty boy's grab and was a sword when he was looking at the old naughty boy. This sword was not a move at all, just a normal stab. It was just a simple attack, but the old naughty boy let out a light thrill, twisted his waist and abdomen in the air, and retracted his fist, turning his right hand into a slash, and tangled across the sword edge of the black iron heavy sword.

The old urchin suffered a loss in the moves. He never dreamed that the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword was so powerful that under his strength, he could still drive straight into the air and point directly to the hollow gate. Although the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword is not long, it still has to grow the old urchin's arms, and the timing of my counterattack was just right, forcing the old urchin to withdraw the moves in the air. This is the old urchin. He is well versed in the Jinyan skill of Quanzhen Sect and can achieve the air-changing moves in the air. If someone else is, under my unexpected sword, he will be seriously injured.

Even if the old naughty boy practiced Quanzhen Sect's Kung Fu to be innocent, he was still alone after all. He had no wings, and forcibly retracting and breathing in the air was the limit he could do. How could I let go of this kind of cheapness? The Xuan Iron Heavy Sword stretched and retracted freely, avoided the old naughty boy's palm cross-cutting, and swept the old naughty boy's waist and hips. The old naughty boy was in the air and used his moves, so he had no choice but to hide. In desperation, he had to lift his buttocks and hit him with the thickest place. With a "Ouch", the old naughty boy was swept aside by the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword.

Because I had expected this attack to hit, I only used 30% of the force. Although I could not let the old naughty boy's butt blossom, it was inevitable to leave a purple mark. These few waves were rising and falling too quickly, and everyone onlookers did not expect that the old naughty boy would be hit in one move. They couldn't react for a while and looked at me and the old naughty boy blankly. Only Xiaolongnu had no intention, clapping her hands and cheering: "My brother-in-law hits, brother-in-law hits." She ran to cover her face again.

In front of the old naughty boy with his butt, he asked with a smile: "Old naughty boy, now you know how powerful your brother-in-law is, you still dare to brag." In terms of age, the old naughty boy is enough for the grandfather of the little dragon girl, but the old naughty boy has never had any distinction between elders and younger generations in his heart. In the whole Tianbo Mansion, only the innocent little dragon girl is most in line with his appetite. Both of them are children's hearts, and after a few months, they have become friends with ages.

Although Xiaolongnu was inclined to my brother-in-law, she was quite righteous to the old naughty boy. Seeing the old naughty boy standing there covering her butt and not talking, she comforted him: "Old naughty boy, if you listen to your brother-in-law like Long'er in the future, your brother-in-law will not slap you in the butt." As she said that, she took out a candy man from her arms and stuffed it into the old naughty boy's hand. She sighed and said: "Last time Long'er fell and hurt his hand, Sister Rong'er gave two candy man. Long'er ate one, and I will give you this one. After eating the candy man, her butt will not hurt."

The old naughty boy was holding the candy man in his hand, and he couldn't laugh. Everyone on the side had already laughed, and Yinggu also hugged Xiaolongnu in his arms and loved her. Hong Qigong laughed and joked: "Oh, old naughty boy, you have been thinking about this candy man for a long time. Now he has used a bitter meat plan. You really have it."

The old naughty boy turned red, with awkward expression and three-point joy. He walked over and put the candy man back into Xiaolongnu's hand, and said embarrassedly: "Little girl, don't look down on the old naughty boy. Just now, the old naughty boy was just careless. You will see the old naughty boy's ability later." As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards me again. After taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn back to Xiaolongnu and said: "Long'er will play with his brother-in-law and not play with you." After a while, he added: "If you lose, you can still bring you one. If you win, Long'er will ignore you."

Xiaolongnu's little thoughts made everyone amused. The old naughty boy curled his lips and walked up to me, and said with a smile: "Good brother, it seems that your kung fu has improved again, but this time the old naughty boy is really moving, you have to be careful." As he said that, his hands were ringing and used Tai Chi to raise his gesture. Although his face still seemed to be a smile on his face, his demeanor had returned to the level of a master.

If I want to work hard, I am still far from the old naughty boy, but I know the strengths and weaknesses of both sides better than the old naughty boy. If I want to beat the old naughty boy, I will mostly rely on myself to play to my strengths and avoid my weaknesses, and use my own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. I put my left hand behind, and my right hand waved my black iron heavy sword, and slowly pointed it at the old naughty boy's chest. This move is strange, seemingly not a move, and it uses the artistic conception of the Dugu Nine Swords.

This strange move made the old naughty boy slightly stunned. The move the other party used was obviously flawed and the speed was surprisingly slow, but he felt that he couldn't start, because the sword seemed to contain countless moves, and the sword intent of this move made him understand it, but he couldn't catch it for a while. In desperation, the old naughty boy took a step back slightly. When the old naughty boy retreated, his momentum suddenly subsided. Hong Qigong, who was watching the fun, shook his head, sighed, and said softly: "This old naughty boy is fooled again."

As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. Although Hong Qigong was injured, his knowledge was still there. He could tell at a glance that I was using a false move, and my sword intent was only useful to the old naughty boy, because the old naughty boy had just suffered from the loss of the Xuan Iron Sword, and he was preconceived and wary of my sword technique. A simple straight stab made him feel many things out of thin air. My intentional slow straight stab made him vaguely realize the artistic conception of slow-pulling. With this heart, the old naughty boy was brought into my rhythm by me.

The old naughty boy was not surprised but happy. After retreating slightly, he immediately took two steps, drew a circle with one hand and walked towards my black iron heavy sword, hoping to use the method of dealing with Mo Chou and I that day to drive my sword force. The other hand became a claw, and just waited for my sword tip to deflect, he removed my black iron heavy sword. Although the old naughty boy had a good plan, he missed one thing, which was that the black iron heavy sword in my hand was 70 to 80 kilograms. How could his half-baked Tai Chi power be driven? I shouted softly, and the black iron heavy sword passed through the old naughty boy's energy and pointed straight towards the old naughty boy's chest.
Chapter completed!