Li Wenqin became angry from embarrassment and struck faster and faster with his sword. His whole body was enveloped in silver light, which was dazzling.

Wang Lingchao, on the other hand, was leisurely and contented, showing off every move with a proud smile on his face, as if he was just strolling in a garden.

The more Li Wenqin fought, the more frightened he became. Every move of the opponent restrained his sword power. Every sword hit his sword, and every time a little cold star burst out, making him unable to guard against it. Danger was everywhere, and time was running out.

He was so big that he already had eight small sword wounds all over his body.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew that Wang Lingchao was not using his full strength. If the sword star turned into Gang Qi, it would be easy to cut him into pieces!

Looking at Qiu Zongjie's side, the fight was also in full swing. The four of them took turns to attack. It looked chaotic, but they coordinated perfectly, like a sword formation. The four swords were rotated up and down in perfect coordination. Qiu Zongjie was originally unarmed.

In addition, it was very difficult to carry Guo Xuanwu on his back.

In order not to fall, Guo Xuanwu tightly held Qiu Zongjie's neck with his two small hands, making him feel a little out of breath. Although he was complaining in his heart, he couldn't ask him to let go, right?

Therefore, for a while, he could only fight hard and maintain a tie situation.

Guo Xuanwu lay on Qiu Zongjie's back like a crab, looking at him moving left and right, thinking: "Damn it! I thought this old Taoist priest was so powerful, but he turned out to be an old stupid bird! Alas!

! I'd better help him, lest he accidentally pokes a few holes later, and I will be unlucky too! "

Thinking of this, he hugged Qiu Zongjie's neck tighter and leaned against his ear.

He whispered: "Move three steps to the left, turn around, and then take two steps back..."

Qiu Zongjie was concentrating on dodging the long sword thrust towards him. When he heard Guo Xuanwu's words, he unconsciously started walking according to his instructions.

He saw Qiu Zongjie's movement suddenly change. He moved forward and backward in circles, sometimes like a staggering drunken step, sometimes as fast as a shooting star. How could it be so coincidental that the four long swords passed by him dangerously every time?

But it couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

After walking like this for about a cup of tea, Qiu Zongjie suddenly laughed wildly, as if he had picked up a big ingot while walking, with excited eyes and a look of surprise on his face, and suddenly he took a lunge, like flowing water.

As if floating out from the gap between the four of them, the four of them felt that their eyes were blurred, and the old man and the young man were already ten meters away!

Lin Changheng and the three young swordsmen were all dumbfounded. They were all stunned and at a loss. There was a question mark in their hearts: "Our sword net is so dense that not even a fly can fly out. How did he do it?"

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Qiu Zongjie was finally able to catch his breath. He raised his buttocks upward and pushed Guo Xuanwu's buttocks. He turned his neck half a circle clockwise, and then turned half a circle counterclockwise, making a squeaking sound.

"Cool!"

I saw him spitting into the palm of his hand, rubbing it back and forth a few times, and looking at Lin Changheng and the three young swordsmen with a strange look, which seemed to mean: "You brats are going to

What a tragedy, I have to get back all the grievances I just felt!"

Guo Xuanwu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Can you let me down now? All the bones in your body are killing me!"

After Guo Xuanwu got off his back, he happily pushed him and said: "Go, Pikachu!"

Qiu Zongjie was stunned: "Pikachu? What is that?"

"Forehead……"

Guo Xuanwu immediately rolled his eyes and thought: "How the hell do I know? How come these new words come out of my mouth without thinking about them?"

"Well... I'm just going to beat them until their teeth are all over the place!"

Qiu Zongjie made a face, raised his fist at him and said, "That's your order! May I ask, Marshal, how many of their teeth do you want to knock out?"

Guo Xuanwu was also amused, and he laughed and said: "The man named Lin Shaobao master is not bad, very polite, just knock out two front teeth, and knock out all the others, and make them have to drink porridge every day

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"Yeah! Just watch it!"

Before he could finish his words, Qiu Zongjie had already disappeared from the spot. Hearing "pah, pah, pah, pah..." there was a sound of slapping, and Qiu Zongjie returned to Guo Xuanwu's side.

"Ahem! Ah..." Then the screams started to sound.

Qiu Zongjie used the Piao Ling footwork that Guo Xuanwu taught him just now. Although it was only part of it, it was enough to deal with Lin Changheng and the three young men.

I saw Lin Changheng's face was pale, his mouth was pursed and he said nothing. He took out a handkerchief and kept wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His two front teeth were knocked out! It was not an ordinary pain.

If you can hold back and keep silent, you can be considered a man.

The other three swordsmen couldn't do it! They saw that all three of them had been beaten with bruises on their noses and faces, and their mouths were full of blood. They were like vampires who had just finished eating. They were so painful that they shed tears and their cheeks were all sunken.

He is almost like an old man in his sixties, with a mouth full of teeth and not a single tooth left!

Guo Xuanwu was so happy that he jumped up and down, laughing until tears flowed out.

After a while, he bent down and squatted down again, holding his stomach and slapping the ground alternately with both hands, exclaiming that he was enjoying himself.

Qiu Zongjie was also overjoyed, proudly admiring his masterpiece, when he was suddenly awakened by a wild shout.

"Stinky Taoist! If you continue to enjoy yourself, you will collect my corpse for me!"

He was startled, and then he came back to his senses. Li Wenqin was still working hard there!

Turning around, he saw that Li Wenqin was being played like a monkey, and his white Confucian uniform was in tatters. He was covered in blood and scarred, and he was about to burp and catch cold.

"Brother! Hold on!"

Qiu Zongjie's body swayed like a wisp of smoke floating past a young swordsman. He snatched the long sword from his hand and rushed to Wang Lingchao. His feet were still half-skilled in floating footwork, fighting with him.

One place.

Li Wenqin's pressure suddenly disappeared, he stuck his sword upside down on the ground, held his knees with both hands, bent over and gasped for air, with a look of shock on his face.

Wang Lingchao had been testing the sword with Li Wenqin. He originally thought that he would kill him after having enough fun, but unexpectedly, another seasoned swordsman showed up halfway through, and he began to regret it.

It's not that this Taoist priest's swordsmanship is very good. Not only is it not very good, it can be said to be the swordsmanship of chopping firewood. However, his bodywork is very ghostly. He moves erratically from front to back and left to right. He cuts in the east and stabs in the west.

But he couldn't even touch the corners of other people's clothes, which made him extremely frustrated!

Unintentionally turning his head, Wang Lingchao suddenly saw Guo Xuanwu who was alone!

There was a burst of joy in his heart: "Killing this young lord is also a great achievement. As for the traitor Li Wenqin, it doesn't matter if he lives for two more days!"

Thinking of this, he changed his sword moves, and saw six sword flowers as big as bowls appeared in the air, surrounding him. Then the sword flowers flew out suddenly, without a fixed target, but they forced Qiu Zongjie.

Backed ten meters away!

As soon as Qiu Zongjie retreated, Wang Lingchao immediately jumped into the air. He suddenly changed his direction in the air and shot towards Guo Xuanwu like an arrow from a string. The long sword was pointed directly at the center of Guo Xuanwu's eyebrows!

This sudden change shocked Qiu Zongjie and Li Wenqin, and it was already too late to rescue them.

"You insidious scum!"

"Shameless beast!"

The two of them cursed and rushed towards Guo Xuanwu at the same time.

However, they panicked, but Guo Xuanwu was very calm. It seemed that he had expected such a move. Instead of being afraid, he showed a strange smile to Wang Lingchao, holding a dagger in his hand and pointing it at him.

"Something's wrong!"

Looking at Guo Xuanwu's smile, Wang Lingchao frowned and at the same time stepped up his guard.

"Whoosh!"

A ray of white light lit up, and the Zhulu Blade's blade shot out of the air and went straight to Wang Lingchao's forehead!

"So that's it!"
Chapter completed!