Pinggu Yihong jumped high, crossed three feet away, and turned around and swung downwards.

The sword was in a panic, and the sword intent was extremely cold. The sword light hangs upside down and stabs, like a terrifying wave of lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

This is the strongest sword of Pinggu Yihong. It has both speed and power, and a powerful sword intent surged, covering Xia Yunmo below, making him feel like he was bone-cold.

This is also a huge consumption of this sword, which makes Pinggu's red face pale.

"Good come!"

Even Xia Yunmo dared not underestimate the power of this sword. He showed his straight face, waved his left sleeve, and his true energy surged out, and nearly a hundred soul-breaking needles burst out.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The clouds are rolling!

Another move of clouds scattered!

Nearly a hundred soul-breaking needles suddenly burst out, flashing with a sharp edge that was afraid to look directly at. The momentum was hidden and turned into a flowing cloud, constantly colliding with the long sword in the silence, reducing the sword's momentum bit by bit.

His move of the clouds and scattered can barely reach the point of "relaxing naturally, coming and going from heart to heart", but under the panic of this sword force, they were also picked up one after another.

The sharp sword energy penetrated straight into the eyebrows, causing coldness to appear in Xia Yunmo's body.

Fortunately, this move is not useless.

The power of Pinggu Yihong's sword was still three points weaker than the beginning, and it was no longer as brilliant and dazzling as it was.

The long sword finally pierced into Xia Yunmo's three-foot land. It seemed that as long as the sword energy was spit out, Xia Yunmo could seriously injure him.

But at this moment, Xia Yunmo slid his footsteps gently, his thumb and index finger, and gently pinched a soul-breaking needle. All the sun's true energy was poured into the needle body, and even the soul-breaking needle emitted a layer of glory, which was very dazzling in the night sky.

When my wrist shook, I could only hear a "swish" sound, and it broke through the air and stabbed it like a powerful crossbow.

Powerful!

At this time, one of the five-way fierce moves among the twelve soul-breaking needles was like its name. When the needle was pierced, it contained a huge force. With the blessing of the sun's true energy, it exerted twelve percent of its power.

But its speed is not slow, just like a flash of lightning that exploded out of thin air.

With a flash of tit, the soul-breaking needle hit the tip of the long sword.

when!

The two collided together and made a sound like a yellow bell, trembling with people's eardrums.

The long sword and the soul-breaking needle are both in a stagnant state, as if they are equally divided, and no one can defeat anyone.

Xia Yunmo's eyes condensed, and the true energy of the sun in his body burst out again. His wrist slightly turned, and the soul-breaking needle burst out again with unparalleled power.

Pinggu was about to fight back, but he heard a crisp "crack" sound. The sword exploded suddenly, and the fragments shot up everywhere, and the sword light collapsed.

The first thing that could not be supported was Pinggu’s red sword.

It is not difficult to imagine that the Soul-Breaking Needle is made of special essence iron. When Xia Yunmo's "blood knife" that cuts iron like mud was broken, it was broken, not to mention the red sword from Pinggu.

Pinggu Yihong's body shook, and he took a few steps back, and his face turned pale as paper.

The power of the Soul-Breaking Needle continued to attack Pinggu Yihong. At the same time, a sharp breath spurted out and stabbed into his throat.

Pinggu let out a long roar, and forced himself to support his body. With a sudden turn, with a "swish", his hand touched his belt, and the belt turned into a soft sword full of light. His arm stretched out, sealing the castration of the soul-breaking needle.

bite!

A spark exploded, and then Xia Yunmo waved her sleeves lightly, and the soul-breaking needle that was exhausted was taken back to his hand.

Pinggu put his sword back into the sheath, his steps were floating, and his whole body was completely neatly consumed. A sting of pain suddenly arose. He wiped his forehead with his fingers, and there was a trace of blood.

Although the Soul-Breaking Needle did not hurt his body, the sharp energy had already pierced his eyebrows.

If the energy of the soul-breaking needle was stronger than two parts at that time, his Pinggu would be a little red, and someone else would be stabbed to a little red.

Pinggu Yihong took out a snow-white veil from his arms, endured the pain, wiped his forehead clean without any blood, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around again, bowed to Xia Yunmo and said, "I was defeated. In the next three months, I will be driven by you and will never regret it."

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then you will be by my side in the next three months." He touched his chin and said, "By the way, what kind of sword technique are you practicing?"

Pinggu Yihong was very generous. He took out a secret book wrapped in oil cloth from his arms and said, "It is this sword technique called "Thirteen Styles of Lightning and Thunder".

Xia Yunmo did not shy away, took the secret book, read it, and quickly flipped it, and the content was all in his mind.

Sword technique, needle technique, sword technique... as long as it is useful to him, it can be used to integrate into his own martial arts and form a school of its own.

This book "Thirteen Styles of Lightning and Thunder" mainly focuses on "fast", as fast as thunder and lightning, as fast as the wind, so fast that the other party has no chance to react at all.

Among them, this secret book is divided into two parts: sword technique and light skills.

Only with superb lightning skills and lightning-like swordsmanship can this martial art be used to the extreme.

The last move of swordsmanship is called "Nine Heavens of Lightning and Thunder", which is the essence of a secret book, with both power and speed. It can hit the top and bottom, and exert light skills and sword skills to the extreme.

If Pinggu Yihong had not practiced this move to great success, even Xia Yunmo would have to spend all his energy to resist it, and he might even be injured.

After throwing the secret book a little red, Xia Yunmo turned around, yawned and said, "Let's go back to sleep. There should be no fish on the bait today."

Zhan Hongling nodded slightly blindly, and looked at Xia Yunmo with more respect, as if there were little stars twinkling.

Xia Yunmo had dealt with robbers before. Although there were many people, he was not famous in the world and was just a second-rate and third-rate figure.

But the person in front of me is a little bit popular in Pinggu. He is a stolen person in the world. He kills people with a sword. He is not comparable to those robbers and bandits, regardless of his reputation or strength.

Xia Yunmo's sleeves were like flowing clouds, so she defeated Pinggu Yihong with a light and light clouds, and took the other party as a servant. How could this not make people feel excited? The girl's heart beats constantly.

"Silly fish, why are you waiting for? You haven't gotten out of bed yet, you'll have to hurry to go tomorrow." Xia Yunmo entered the cabin and knocked Zhan Hongling's head.

"Bah, you are the stupid fish." Zhan Hongling hugged her head and glared at Xia Yunmo fiercely: "Also, if you hit my head again, you will poke you to death with the judge's pen."

This guy is indeed an annoying person.
Chapter completed!