Chapter 186: The Kunwu Sect's First Contest (4)

Martial arts are learned, but they are in the heart.

Male ** yang is different, and the mood is naturally different.

Although, Jun does not regret imitating the ** swordsmanship very similarly, but he is a man after all.

faintly heard the laughter smiling to the sky on the high platform, Qingli immediately reacted.

Throwing the handle of his hand with all his might, he flew away without regret.

According to the sword intent of Zhenwu Suxin's swordsmanship, at this moment, the man who made Kunwu swordsmanship should desperately rescue the woman who was the best swordsman.

And the woman, because the man rescued him, was afraid of hurting the man, and it was right to attack desperately regardless of herself.

But, as Yang Xiao said, the two of them are men.

Xie Changqing directly didn't care whether you regretted it or not, and swung his sword to attack.

Jun does not regret taking care of himself, and returns to the sword to save himself.

The True Martial Suxin Sword Technique was immediately declared bankrupt.

After that, Jun and Xie reorganized the swordsmanship, and Qingli was also a master of learning and specializing in one person.

At this point, the True Martial Suxin Sword Technique was completely broken.

If one trick fails, another trick will be cast.

However, Xie Changqing's wrist flipped and changed his move in an instant.

Seventy-two ways of Xiaoyue sword technique poured out.

The snow branches are cross-pressed, the wind and snow are reckless, the dark fragrance is sparse, the plum snow is fighting for spring, the bright moon is windy and snowy, and there are five moves in a row.

In that case, you did not regret replacing the sword with a sword, and immediately changed the sword method of calling the sun.

Qingli had no choice but to retreat, so the technique was repeated, and it soared into the sky again.

However, Jun and Xie are not Shi Potian.

I saw that the two of them seemed to have a spirit in their hearts, and at the same time they slashed their swords at each other's feet.

Raise your wrist and kick your foot.

Jun and Xie soared into the sky, flying higher than Qingli.

Air combat!

Whoever comes on top, who has the advantage.

Qingli saw the double sword volley, and in desperation, he could only use the three folds of the beginner Yunlong.

I saw that Qingli had nowhere to borrow strength in the air, and his body was folded horizontally.

Jun and Xie missed with a sword, and looked at Senior Sister with an incredulous expression, which was a completely contrary to the laws of physics.

At this moment, the two of them are really old, and it is impossible to perform a flying duel again.

Qingli is ventilated in the air, flying in the air, and the momentum of the fall is standing.

The two sides transposed, and the offense and defense were exchanged.

Jun does not regret that he has always been anxious, seeing that he is not good for himself, his body is fished down, but the wooden sword is laid at Xie Changqing's feet.

A clear whistle!

Xie Changqing rushed up again, "brushing and brushing" to cast several swords in a row.

With a light snort, Qingli didn't expect the two of them to be able to turn the tables, but they couldn't dodge, and their arms were slashed by a wooden sword.

It was a hot pain for a while.

The three finally landed on the ground and glared at each other.

Outside the field, all the disciples did not dare to come out, and the fight in front of them had already exceeded their cognition.

The clear glass jade face sank into the water, and four words burst out between the teeth:

"You're good!"

Jun Buregret's heart trembled, and he secretly thought: 'It's miserable, the senior sister is angry. ’

Looking at Xie Changqing again, his face was as usual, but if he looked carefully, he could find that his footsteps subconsciously moved back an inch.

"Qing'er, find me a wooden sword!" Qinglitou couldn't do it, and shouted loudly.

Qing'er was definitely a diehard fan of the senior sister, and immediately threw a wooden sword into the body.

Taking the wooden sword, Qingli took off the golden hairpin on his head, and his hair slipped down like a waterfall.

The hand rose and fell, and the golden hairpin kept stabbing on the sword.

Finally, Qingli drove the golden hairpin from the end of the wooden sword into the sword.

Looking at the strange behavior of the senior sister, Xie Changqing frowned a little, in this way, isn't the sword body more fragile?

Jun Buregret was also quite confused before, but suddenly, his face changed, and Jun Buregret shouted: "Not good......!

Before the warning was over, the clear glass sword attacked.

The blade of the sword whined into the wind.

Xie Changqing retreated a little slower, only to feel dizzy for a while, and lost his mind for a while, and was swept to his waist by the wooden sword.

Embarrassed to retreat, he listened to Jun and said: "Second Senior Aunt's jade flute and sound swordsmanship." ”

Xie Changqing hugged his waist and said coldly:

"Not sooner. ”

Rolling his eyes, Jun said without regret: "I want to say it, I have to have a chance to say it." ’

With a successful move, Qingli was in a much better mood, her chin was raised, and she said:

"Prepare to throw in the towel. ”

I saw that Xie Changqing's wooden sword slowly hung down, carrying it with one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground.

This is......

Those who are familiar with the Kunwu faction know that this is the signature move of the 'Flying Immortal Sword' Yangxiao.

On the high platform, the Kunwu faction looked at Yang Xiao with all their eyes.

Yang Xiao tilted his head to the side and pretended to cough.

Retracting his gaze, Xiang Tian smiled and pursed his lips, and once again put his gaze into the field, just in time to see Jun not repenting of the sword and assuming a posture that he was familiar with.

The left hand is like an axe, and the right hand is like a buckle.

Seven unique heavy hands, seven clever hands.

Xiang Tianxiao glanced at Jun Mochou from the corner of his eyes, and the latter pursed his lips with a guilty face.

In the field.

Jun does not regret opening the way with seven absolute heavy hands and breaking through the clear glass sword momentum.

Xie Changqing's 'Bamboo Sea Listening to the Waves Sword Technique' rolled out.

For a while, Qingli began to have a hard time coping.

Every time the sword is attacked, it is always locked with the seven skillful hands of Jun Buregret, or destroyed with the seven absolute heavy hands.

If there is only one opponent, Qingli will never be so uncomfortable.

Zhuhai listens to the swordsmanship of the waves, continuously, it is already difficult to deal with it, and then there are seven layers and seven skillful hands, and Qingli is even difficult to develop the swordsmanship.

Seeing an opportunity, Jun did not regret bullying him, and his right hand became a claw from top to bottom.

At this time, Xie Changqing's long sword attacked, and the sword swung sideways like a wicker, coming quickly.

As a last resort, Qingli could only avoid the wooden sword first.

Bowed his head and leaned over, letting go of the wooden sword, but he never thought that Jun Buregret's hand and claws suddenly accelerated.

A dodge is not in a hurry......

Qingli retreated violently! A small face flushed with shame.

At that time, Jun did not regret maintaining his previous posture and was stunned on the spot.

"I... I... I..."Jun didn't regret stuttering, he really didn't mean to.

Qingli was silent, turned around and walked towards the corner of the martial arts arena.

Looking at Qingli's direction, Jun did not regret moving his gaze forward.

Suddenly!

Jun did not regret trembling, he saw that in the corner of the martial arts arena, there was a big purple and gold guy.

A hideous giant soldier spring rain.

"Run!"

This time, Jun Buregret said hello first, turned around and ran.

Xie Changqing didn't know what was going on from beginning to end.

However, when Qingli dragged the spring rain that was bigger than her, and drew a deep groove on the ground of the martial arts arena.

Xie Changqing understood, but he wanted to run a little late.

Fortunately!

On the high platform, there was a ring bell, followed by Xiao Liyue's voice:

"Li'er can't!"

A ring-sized ring drew a graceful arc and accurately hit Qingli's wrist.

The ring flew back, and the spring rain fell to the ground.

At that time, Xie Changqing ran to the sideline of the martial arts field with an almost sliding shovel on the base, which was regarded as surrendering and admitting defeat.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Changqing pulled Jun Buregret's shirt that ran out first, and said a long sentence for the first time:

"If you don't wait for me to run first next time, I'll be in a hurry with you!"

It turned out that the ice cube Xie Changqing was also in a hurry.

"Master, they bullied me!!" Qingli stomped her foot and shouted in the martial arts arena.

The audience burst out laughing!

Qingli suddenly looked left and right, and her eyebrows swept coldly.

The audience burst into laughter.

The nineteenth generation of the Kunwu faction is majestic!

The Kunwu faction is over.

Winner, Xiao Qingli!