Qiu Huaici's right hand shook, and there was also an extra Haotian sword in his right hand, holding the sword in both hands, and the long sword in his right hand was pulled, making a sword move, dancing a sword circle around his body, protecting himself, and with a finger of the Haotian sword in his left hand, the sword qi shot towards Yang Que and met Yang Que.

The crunch of the bell,

The sword light flickered.

Bang bang,

Ripples.

Yang Que and Qiu Huaici attacked a few times, then stopped attacking, and the two of them flashed, and stood in the sky at the same time, their eyes were cold, staring at each other.

Yang Que looked solemn, nodded slightly, and said: "Qiu Huaici, I didn't expect you to be able to resist my Fish King Divine Sword, you have two strokes, much more powerful than I imagined!"

Qiu Huaici said indifferently: "My Haotian Sword Technique, Golden Dragon Sword Soul, is the first in the world, no one can match, you are not my opponent at all, but what I didn't expect is that you, the so-called Sword Saint, would be so weak, it is simply too weak!"

Yang Que really couldn't stand Qiu Huaici's contemptuous attitude and tone towards him, and he was angry and angry, but after the fight just now, he also understood that Qiu Huaici's methods were not vain, and he was not so easy to deal with, and he was the most jealous and impetuous, so he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, hehe, and said coldly:" Qiu Huaici, the deity has lived for a thousand years, and I have never seen such an arrogant person as you, I hope you are really talented and learned, not pretentious, otherwise the deity will definitely scrape you alive today, in order to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Qiu Huaici's face was still as light as water, he squinted at Yang Que, and said slowly: "Yang Que, if you want to fight, you will fight, there is a lot of nonsense, for the sake of your age, it is not easy to live, if you can block one of my moves, I will not kill you today, if you can block my ten moves, I will not hurt you, if you can block my twenty moves, I will let you go, if you can block me thirty moves, I will cut myself in front of you, what do you think?"

Yun Zhiwei nodded and smiled: "Shu'er, your master Qiu Huaici deserves to be the best in the world, not only is he good at martial arts, but even his ability to fight is first-class, tricky and poisonous, I estimate that this surnamed Yang must be furious when he hears this, and he is going crazy!"

Yun Shu'er nodded and said with a smile: "Hehe, my master's verbal kung fu is all learned from me, and they are all learned from me!"

Yun Zhiwei rolled his eyes, shook his head and smiled bitterly, speechless.

Alas, shameless, just like when I was a child, as always shameless!

Contempt, dust to step on, contempt like an ant!

Insults, heartbreaking, incomplete!

Yang Que listened to Qiu Huaici's words, it seemed to be light, but in fact it was extremely vicious, he was really angry, staring at Qiu Huaici's eyes and breathing fire, his lips twitched, he gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, the long sword made a killing move, the human sword was one, and he rushed towards Qiu Huaici again, the sword qi was loud, and he shouted violently: "Dog thief, if Lao Tzu can't scrape you alive today, Lao Tzu will not be surnamed Yang!"

Qiu Huaici waved his sword to meet him, hehe, and said with a sneer: "The surname is Yang, Lao Tzu won't beat you out of today, Lao Tzu is still surnamed Qiu!"

A wail, a terrible voice.

There was a loud bang, and the collision of true qi formed a huge ripple, and the ripples rippled in the air, forming a storm that lifted everyone's hair and clothes.

After Yang Que and Qiu Huaici made a move, they did not fight again, but stood opposite each other in the void.

At this moment, Yang Que's long sword was horizontal on his chest, his waist was as straight as loose, and his temperament was condensed, but the socket of his left eye had become a blood hole, and the blood was pouring out, staining half of his cheeks red, and constantly dripping on his chest.

Although Yang Que was blinded by Qiu Huaici in one eye, the injury was not serious, but he twitched the left side of his face, endured the sharp pain in his heart, and stared at Qiu Huaici fixedly, but the corners of his lips curled, revealing a smug smile.

At this moment, Qiu Huaici was standing opposite Yang Que, his head hanging down to his chest, his left hand covering his chest, and although his right hand was holding the Haotian Sword, the tip of the sword was hanging to the ground, looking at him like that, it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Yang Que saw Qiu Huaici's declining appearance, laughed, and shouted proudly: "Qiu Huaici, you may not know, I am a dual cultivation of fists and swords, and my fist and foot kung fu is not inferior to my swordsmanship, what, did you hit my heart and feet, and kicked my heart and lungs to pieces......!!!!

Miser, Yemo, Sikong, Gao Shenghan, and the monks who came with Yang Que showed happy and smug smiles on their faces.

Those who cared about Qiu Huaici, seeing Qiu Huaici's seemingly injured appearance, their hearts were pinched, and when they heard Yang Que's words, they were even more worried, and they couldn't help shouting:

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

"Brother Qiu, are you—Are you hurt?"

"Lord Qiu, Brother Qiu, what's wrong with you? cheer up, hurry up!"

“......！！！”

a few breath time,

Qiu Huaici's left hand that was tightly covering his chest was released, he slowly straightened his waist, raised his head, and with a wave of his right hand, Haotian Sword pointed at Yang Que, staring at Yang Que, with a playful smile on his face, and said lightly: "Yang Que, I tease you, although your heart-warming feet are weird, it's a pity that you didn't kick me!"

Yuan Fengyan, Tuoba Xiu and others were stunned for a moment, but when they came back to their senses, they smiled, applauded loudly, and thundered with joy.

Duanmu Longyi smiled and whispered to Nangong Jun: "Hehe, I can't imagine that Qiu Huaici, who is usually condensed and indifferent, actually has such a face, it's really unexpected!"

Nangong Jun said with a smile: "He was deliberately provoking the other party, but I didn't expect this surnamed Yang to really be tricked!"

Duanmu Long: "The surname Yang is too proud!"

Nangong Jun smiled and nodded.

Yun Shu'er looked at the funny Qiu Huaici, she liked it very much, she looked at the master with a nympho face, giggled, blurted out, and shouted: "Master, I didn't expect you to be so handsome when you make a mistake, I really like it!"

After listening to Yun Shu'er's words, everyone stared at Yun Shu'er in surprise, dumbfounded, some people thought that Yun Shu'er was a faceless and shameless witch, and some people felt that Yun Shu'er was honest and lovely.

There are many young boys and girls who were fascinated by Qiu Huaici's demeanor at the time of the seven @ eight su, fascinated, Yun Shu'er's words, how could it not be what they thought in their hearts, they snorted, laughed, and also clapped their hands and cheered at Qiu Huaici, their eyes were full of little stars.

Although Yun Zhiwei is also very spicy, he is not as bold as Yun Shu'er, and hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "Shu'er, Shu'er, so many people are watching, can you be a little reserved, don't be such a nymphomaniac!"

Yun Shu'er woke up, saw that the people around her were looking at her with strange eyes, remembering her gaffe, her expression was stagnant, her cheeks were hot, and she was crimson, so she hurriedly covered her face with both hands, lowered her head, and her heart was like a deer's kick, very shy.

When Yun Mutian saw Yun Shu'er like this, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but it was quite funny, and he couldn't help laughing.

Yun Shu'er became more and more ashamed, gritted her teeth and reached out to put a light hammer on Yun Mutian's back, and scolded softly in annoyance: "You are still laughing, you are still laughing, is there a father like you?"

Yun Mutian's expression froze, he bit the tip of his tongue, and forced a smile, just squeezing his eyebrows, his expression was a little strange.

The beautiful woman who came with Yang Que with the pipa in her arms, the corners of her lips curled, she smiled slightly, stared at Qiu Huaici fixedly, and her eyes became gentle.

Qiu Huaici heard Yun Shu'er's affectionate shouts, his head was full of black lines, his face was confused, he glanced at Xiang Chong and the others, his expression was a little embarrassed, he shook his head, and smiled helplessly.

Can we be a little more reserved, then there are apprentices who say this about Master in public?

Yang Que was teased by Qiu Huaici, and became more and more annoyed, his face was pale, and he ignored the blood flowing on his face, roared angrily, his body flashed, and many clones changed.