Yi Ge and Twilight Fei hurriedly rushed back to the Waterfall Building, and there was still a busy scene in the Waterfall Building. Yi Ge looked slightly displeased, and asked, "Who can the two seniors find?" Seeing Yi Ge's expression, he guessed that Yi Ge might have some suspicions, and smiled: "Not yet, but I will find it." You've been busy all day, and you haven't eaten a drop of water, so go back and rest first, and I'll let you know as soon as there's news here!" Yi Ge sneered and said mockingly: "I think the two seniors hope that they will never find anyone!" When Yi Ge came back, he had a look of displeasure on his face, which had already made Ling Liwen a little annoyed, and when he heard Yi Ge's mocking and questioning tone, Demoiselle's fiery temper suddenly flare up, and he roared angrily: "Boy, what do you mean?" Yi Ge regained his composure and said: "What do I mean, the seniors should know it!" In the face of Yi Ge's repeated sarcasm, before he could stop it, Demoiselle Weng said angrily: "Boy, for the sake of your kindness to my waterfall clothes building, I will endure you again and again, and you don't treat us as wood!" Yi Ge sneered and said: "Shrink your hands and feet, be timid, wood, hum, wood can still stand up to the sky and the earth, and have a tenacious spirit!" Master, stop being angry, Brother Yi didn't mean that!" Lisa Weng glanced at Pu Jue and scolded: "You get out of the way for me, eat things inside and outside, what do you mean, can't the old man hear it? A mourning dog dares to bark in front of the old man!" The two of them were suddenly on the same page, swords rattling, and they were about to explode.

Twilight Feifei nervously grabbed Yi Ge's hand, and Yi Ge gently squeezed Twilight Feifei's hand, and Twilight Fei Fei understood.

The fisherman knew that his old buddy had been fooled, but since the matter had come to this, it was good to take this opportunity to try Yige's martial arts.

Pu Jue knew that if he wanted to stop his hot master, he could only stop it if he was a fisherman, so he got up and begged to be a fisherman, but before he could say anything, he was stopped by a fisherman who raised his hand and said, "Master duel, the opportunity is rare, watch it carefully!" Seeing the master's calm face, Pu Jue put his mind at ease, knowing that the master had a sense of proportion, and stood quietly beside the fisherman.

Demoiselle's rough voice roared: "Don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you strike first!" Yi Ge was not polite, Yu Hong's sword came out, a sword flew by, Demoiselle Weng flashed sideways, Demoiselle Weng was surprised to find that Yi Ge was still standing opposite him, how could this be possible, even if it was an afterimage, it should have disappeared for so long, Demoiselle looked back, there were two Yi Ge, the murderous aura on their bodies was exactly the same, it was by no means a phantom, although Demoiselle Weng had a hot personality, but once he started to move, he regained his composure.

Yi Ge's swordsmanship is weird, and he must take the initiative to attack, otherwise he will only be more passive. Since I don't know which one is true and which one is false, Lisa Weng ended with a palm and was sad, a punch of the desert lonely smoke, before and after the shot at the same time, the fist wind was mighty, the palm wind was cold, the two Yi Ge swords at the same time waved the day, to break the face, the force was extreme, the rumble was loud, the aftermath was shocking, the air waves were flying, the disciples with low skills around were blown out for several zhang, Yi Ge held the sword hand, and it was also slightly numb, and he exclaimed in his heart: "The heavenly realm is the heavenly realm, not the demon realm can be compared!"

The fisherman reprimanded: "All the disciples should withdraw from a safe distance, so as not to be affected!

Yi Ge knew that the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to himself, the feathers fell into the golden crow, the remnant sun devoured blood, and the glow shone brightly, one sword after another, and one sword was more fierce than the other, and the flowers and plants in the building where the sword qi passed were burned instantly.

Demoiselle Weng knew that he must not keep his hand anymore, otherwise he would lose too much shame, and how could he stand up in front of his disciples when the time came, the double-sleeved dragon bell, the swallowing mountain and the forest, the broken iron cold clothes, the dragon roared, the sound of swords and iron, and the sound of the mighty voice, the two of them did not see each other, but Yi Ge's hand became more and more numb, and every time he faced Demoiselle's fist, his hand would be shocked by a huge force.

The power of the two exercises was scattered, pitiful of the treasures on the first floor, a piece of crumbs, behind the back of the fisherman's hands, luck all around, blocking Yu Wei, Pu Jue was a little miserable, his hands were crossed in front, his sleeves were torn by fragments, he slipped back half a step, and barely stopped.

To the surprise of the fisherman, Twilight Feifei did not move in front of him holding his sword. Zuo Angler Weng was secretly surprised: "It is worthy of being the young pavilion master of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, at such a young age, his martial arts have reached the realm of the Demon Dao, and there will definitely be a place in the rivers and lakes in the future!" Yi Ge stopped slightly to relieve the huge force on his hands.

Another palm smashed the bone dragon famine, pressed up, Yi Ge knew that if he took this palm again, his arm would have to recover for a few days, and the palm of the Lady was mighty and unyielding, just like his temper.

Yi Ge knew that if he used the last sword, he would definitely be able to take this palm, but he was afraid that this waterfall clothes building would suffer, it was not a battle of life and death, so why bother with you to the death.

Yi Ge's breath changed instantly, after the sword was back, the two fingers of his left hand came out together, and he dreamed of Fangchen, only to see the mighty palm power, and slowly disappeared into the dust, this trick was seen by Lisa Weng, and the corners of his mouth were buzzing: "Dream Committee Fangchen!" Yi Ge has seen the disadvantage, Lisa Weng is pressing step by step, not seeing Wang Yang, Fuci is sorry, Pu is the world, Yi Ge hated in his heart: "If you can use two swordsmanship at the same time, you will definitely be able to beat this old guy to admit defeat!" Yi Ge can only hate himself for failing to comprehend the method of the double sword, and can only use the day to thin the abyss, like the Japanese side to resist the palm of the Lyric Weng.

Seeing that Yige was already a little unable to support it, Pu Jue said, "Master!" Zuo Yuwen shook his head. Seeing that the fisherman had no intention of stopping it, Twilight Feifei flew up with his sword, and went east with a sword, and the ocean of Yi Ge was gone, Yi Ge's arm trembled, and Twilight Fei Fei held Yi Ge's arm and said, "Are you okay?" Although Yi Ge's arm was torn one after another, Yi Ge still smiled and said, "It's okay!"

The angler knows it's time to make a move, and if he doesn't make a move, he will be out of control. Lai Liwen still wanted to make a move, but Zuo Angler reached out to block the Demoiselle Weng who was about to attack, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, if you continue to fight, the Waterfall Yilou will be demolished by you!" "Zuo Fishing Weng looked at Pu Jue and said: "The two of them are also tired, Pu Jue, you take them to the meal, after the meal, send our best healing medicine to Brother Yi!" Pu Jue hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Yi, the two of you are here, please!" Yi Ge looked at the angry Demoiselle Weng in his heart, and the sword returned to the sheath, smiled slightly, grabbed Twilight Feifei's hand and left.

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