"Well, let her come!"

Chang Wei wore Mojing glasses, and the audience couldn't see his eyes clearly, but they heard his words clearly, which immediately caused a burst of discussion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What they said was very clear, they were asking Chang Wei to see Su Tingcheng, but Chang Wei's words were also very clear, they were asking Su Tingcheng to come to see him.

The two sword maids were stunned in place, they followed Su Qingcheng all the year round, whether it was a high-ranking official clan in Beijing or a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, no man had ever refused her request.

"Hehe, this stinky boy is pretending again. A lewd old man like a meat ball in the crowd was crowded into a group of big girls and little daughters-in-law, teasing and busy left and right.

The obscene old man is Wan Shitong, "However, this is really majestic, my old man must go to Suzhou next time to get a pair of these ink crystal glasses!"

Relieved, the two sword maids became angry, "What did you say?"

Xue Qianyi reprimanded in a coquettish voice beside Chang Wei: "Master asked Miss Su to come over to see him, don't you understand?

The two sword maids instantly changed color, "You!"

"Enough!" Su Qingcheng's soft voice made people's bones soften, and the two sword maids immediately retreated.

Su Tingcheng stepped out of the carriage with a curling grace, and Yingying's waist was soft like a willow in the wind, "Allure to meet Master Chang!"

"No need to be polite!" Chang Wei waved his hand casually and said, "I'm just here to watch the battle." ”

The resentment in Su Chengcheng's watery peach blossom eyes made Chang Wei feel like he had committed a crime even when he was wearing Mojing glasses.

"Then did the Lord bring the troops?"

"Maintain order! The girl may not know that the city of Nanjing has not been very peaceful recently!" Secretly scolding a fox, Chang Wei asked rhetorically: "Why do the two heroes of Fengyun want to duel in Yanziji today?

More than 1,000 spectators held their breath and pricked up their ears to wait for Su Chengcheng's answer.

Su Qingcheng opened his mouth, but the soft voice was drowned out by the two fierce winds, under the swallow rock, two figures quickly rose on the river, and the cliff fifteen zhang high from the river was like flat ground under their feet, and their clothes flew like flags, covering the sound of the waves lapping the river bank.

"Heroes of the Storm!"

"Quick sword Qiu Feng, heavy sword Luo Yun!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by these two speedy figures, Su Qingcheng bowed slightly to Chang Wei, twisted his willow waist slightly, and the lotus step moved slowly, and he actually returned to the carriage in the blink of an eye.

Chang Wei's eyes shrank, "Good body!"

Suddenly, two peerless knights stood on the empty swallow rock.

Behind the white-clothed man was a tall sword, sticking out of his head like a flagpole, and a thick-ridged broad, knife-shaped like a door panel hung from the waist of the black-clothed man like ink.

The man in white pulled out the long sword behind his back, and his voice was as cold as the wind, "Qiu Feng, broken horse sword, eight feet and seven inches long!"

The man in black pulled out the heavy knife at his waist, and his deep voice was as thick as a cloud, "Luo Yun, the sword of the ship, it weighs eighty-seven pounds!"

"The eight-foot-seven-inch broken horse sword, the eighty-seven-pound ship-chopping knife, one wind and one cloud, these two guys are indeed-for-tat, natural opponents!" Chang Wei gasped.

The broken horse sword due to the strange long blade, the galloping horse can be cut in two under a full split, it is an excellent weapon to deal with the cavalry, it is a popular knife when the Han Dynasty conquered the Huns, it is also called the Mo knife in the Tang Dynasty, it is a powerful killing weapon on the battle array, but since the Ming Dynasty, the musket has prevailed, and the killing weapon on the battle array has become a rare thing, and it is difficult to see it at leisure.

Chang Wei had never heard of this kind of weapon, but the Guan Wang knife weighed only eighty-one pounds, but this knife was heavier than Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue knife, and it really lived up to the name of the heavy knife.

"Stinky boy, who do you say Qiu Feng or Luo Yun will win?" Seeing the appearance of the Fengyun Shuangxia, Wan Shitong gave up a lot of beauties and moved to Chang Wei's side.

"Isn't it your responsibility to judge the level of martial arts by judging the characters in the rivers and lakes?" Chang Wei drank the sour plum soup unhurriedly, looked through the Mojing glasses, and carefully examined Qiu Feng Luoyun.

"Hehe, my old man is testing your eyesight. "A good eyesight is even more rare than good martial arts, good eyesight can predict danger, can anticipate the enemy's aircraft first, and change rapidly.

Chang Wei said seriously: "The Han and Tang Dynasty Broken Horse Sword is no longer than seven feet, and it can still cut a horse with one sword, I think Qiu Feng's nearly nine-foot long sword will definitely have earth-shattering power once it is deployed, and he is known as a fast sword, such a giant sword coupled with swift swordsmanship is absolutely difficult to match!"

Wan Shi channel: "So you are optimistic about Qiu Feng?"

Chang Wei said again: "Since Luo Yun's heavy knife is claimed to be able to cut ships, it is definitely not slow, and this knife is shaped like a big shield, it will definitely be able to block Qiu Feng's fast sword." ”

Wan Shitong said again: "So you are optimistic about Luo Yun?"

Chang Wei shook his head and said: "It's impossible to tell if you're evenly matched, and you can only know the winner after you do it!"

"Haha, you stinky boy is a little fox. Wan Shitong laughed and scolded in a low voice, "However, it is suitable for evaluation and ranking." ”

As he spoke, the two heroes of Fengyun made their moves at the same time, Qiu Feng really deserved the name of the fast sword, and between the swings of the eight-foot-seven-inch broken horse sword, Chang Wei could feel the heavy pressure brought by this earth-shattering sword from a distance of a hundred steps.

At this moment, it was as if the river rushing and tumbling under the swallow rock had burst its banks, and even the air seemed to be boiling.

However, the ship-cutting sword, which was as heavy as a giant shield, was like a swallow rock that had towered for thousands of years, blocking the infinitely powerful Broken Horse Sword.

Qiu Feng's sword didn't stop, of course he knew that he couldn't defeat Luo Yun with just one sword.

Once the fast sword is unfolded, the layers are really like a river that is endless, each sword has a murderous aura, it seems that thousands of swords and thousands of swords are attacking together, many of the onlookers are masters, but they are still afraid, compared with this tragic swordsmanship, the sword in their hands is like a burning stick.

Just as the river rushed briskly and quickly, it was never able to penetrate Yanziji, Luo Yun's giant knife sniped the broken horse sword calmly and powerfully, without a trace of panic and retreat.

After connecting the Seven Swords, the Ship Slashing Knife suddenly flew like an arrow from the string, with an indomitable determination, and smashed towards Qiu Feng like a thousand-foot cliff collapsing.

Suddenly, the incomparably long broken horse sword turned into a small tree under the cliff, swaying from side to side with the landslide, stubbornly towering under the cold rock, and glowing a terrible green in the dark and cold boulder.

The ship-cutting sword with the power of the landslide never drowned out the Broken Horse Sword, and Qiu Feng's brisk and slaughtering counterattack came again.

The sword momentum is consistent with the rhythm of the vast and turbulent waves under Yanziji, in the eyes of the audience, this sword seems to drive the river, head-on to Luo Yun, and also to himself, everyone's hearts are pinched, it seems that he can't block this sword, and the broken horse sword will cut off Yanziji and throw himself into the surging Yangtze River.

In the sword momentum that was as thin as a dragon, the sword blade appeared negligently, and the huge sword body in the eyes of everyone turned into a tall tower, which opened the middle stream of the pillar of the river and stood in the torrent without the slightest wavering, firmly blocking the river.

Although the two weapons are long and heavy, the two of them are extremely fast, without a trace of mud and water, merciless moves, and do their best to make every attack, and it is possible to divide the victory and end the battle with every attack.

Chang Wei glanced at Su Chengcheng on the carriage, and saw that her eyes were wandering outside the battle, and she didn't seem to care about the victory or defeat at all.

handed the sour plum soup in his hand to Xue Qian, pulled out the double guns on his waist, and pressed his index finger on the trigger.

Wan Shitong asked anxiously: "Stinky boy, do you want to make trouble?"

"Hmph, they will only be tired to death in the end if they fight like this, I'm saving people!" After saying this, Chang Wei got up, pointed his guns at the sky, and pulled the trigger with his left hand.

Bang!