The midnight wry smile "Sinianzhen don’t push me …"
Si Nian smiled faintly and the sound was abnormal. "Have I ever forced you …"
It is clear at midnight that Si Nian never forced him to protect him since he was a child, and everything made him even look for help when he was abused by Liu Dieyi.
It is bitter to look at Si Nian’s handsome cheek in the dead of night. "Si Nian, I don’t want to fight you."
Si Nian asked calmly, "Are you afraid?"
Night silently shook his head and said slowly, "You are my brother, you are my brother."
"Ah …" Si Nian looked up at the stars in the eyes of the gods behind the midnight and then slowly lowered himself to mutter, "Brother? Brother? ……”
"hey! ….. "Crisp sword across the sky.
"Smelly little! Don’t you dare to shoot the master! " Bai Yunchang saw that Sinian was going to draw a sword from Liu Dieyi and immediately drew his sword and cut it to Sinian in the direction from the back.
"Knowing is bliss …" Si Nian’s eyes flashed a lost moment, which turned out to be a sword drawn behind Bai Yunchang … Si Nian gently blew a string of blood against the eternal sword and slipped down the tip of the sword.
"Boom!" Baiyun Chang collapsed and his body fell to the yellow sand. First-class blood gradually trickled out of his back. He died unsatisfied. He is the third master of Wudang … At the moment, there is an elegant tulip flavor besides light blood here …
The midnight will have a panoramic view of the whole process just now, and Si Nianjian has become stronger … Just now, he may be able to block Si Nianjian, but he didn’t do that. It’s not because Bai Yunchang and he have a holiday, just because it’s all the same with him … So he doesn’t need to make moves.
Si nian didn’t put his sword back into its sheath, and the last drop of blood dropped into the desert. He looked at the midnight and left for Liu Dieyi.
"hey!" The midnight drew his sword, and the pure Jun sword shone with noble breath. At this moment, the midnight exudes a firm but gentle integration.
"So you also touched the kendo." Si Nian said indifferently that he was not surprised by the terror comprehension ability of midnight. He knew that he knew that he would never fall if he didn’t slack off at midnight …
"Just like Wang’s kendo-‘Jun Jian’" replied Ye Lan.
Si Nian nodded slightly. "On behalf of the noble sword, you really deserve it." "Swish!" Si Nian suddenly made a shot and used a sword to walk through the snow and stay fragrant around the night fence to stab Liu Dieyi, who was in consciousness and healed. The immortal sword was blocked by Si Nian, and then turned around again to Liu Dieyi.
"when!" Once again, a crisp immortal sword pierced the body of pure Jun sword with purple breath.
There was a flash of white light in Sinian’s eyes, standing in the desert, and the white mans were raised in a long way.
Nearly 20 martial arts experts in the area watched Si Nian and the romantic night and the lonely moon of Qin at the same time. They were all thoughtful … The Jianghu became so big … The sense of loss hit every eye-catching viewer in the four people’s meetings on both sides …
"when!" The two swords hit each other, and the romantic moon was repelled by Qin Gu Yue’s sword, and the two feet stepped on the ground and quickly regressed.
"Shua …" Feng Yue inserted the crow nine swords into the ground to slow down the rapid retrogression of the body, and a long mark crossed the yellow sand ground.
"Only 19 strokes" romantic look directly at Qin Gu Yue.
Qin Gu Yue is indifferent, "But you haven’t lost yet."
Fengyue sneered, "Then go on!" The figure dashed into the crow’s nine swords and flashed white light.
"Sinian, you can’t get through it." In the dead of night, Chun Jun shook his head and flashed a faint purple mountain in his hand.
Si Nian chuckled, "The Nine Swords of Dugu really live up to its name" and "Swish!" This time, Si Nian directly attacked the midnight atrium with a sword, and then quickly broke the sword.
Si Nian withdrew his sword, raised his index finger and middle finger with his left hand and clamped it to Chun Jun. Chun Jun was caught in the amazing eyes of the dead of night …
Si Nian corners of the mouth across a sneer at the immortal sword, blocking Liu Dieyi’s throat …
Chapter 55 One loess at a time
"Nine swords in dugu are in a dilemma …" Pure Jun in the hands of midnight was caught by a finger of Sinian Linxi. At that moment, in the face of Sinian’s words, he suddenly slipped through the wind and kept it … At this moment, the midnight consciousness god was caught in a sword fight and suddenly forgot Sinian Liu Dieyi …
"Broken palm!" In the dead of night, a roar of pure purple gas swayed, and the left index finger and middle finger were shaken to "break the gas!" In the dead of night, I took Si Nian’s back and penetrated his whole body with white mans strength.
The immortal sword is about to stab into the throat of Liu Dieyi, but it feels like a sharp sword on the back, frowning slightly, just blocking the sword at night and then trying to hand out a sword at night …
"If your opponent is faster than you, the only way is to make a move before him. What did you expect him to do, but you didn’t get it in his first enemy’s hand. Your sword has pointed at him and he is not as fast as you." The words of Qing Yang once again appeared in the mind of midnight
"Broken sword!"
"poof!" Si nian stared at the sword that penetrated his left atrium faster than he did. He could feel that the tip of the pure Jun sword had touched his heart, or he reacted quickly. His left hand clamped the blade of the pure Jun sword so that it would not go deeper. Now he would have to be reborn.
A wisp of blood spilled from the corners of Sinian’s mouth.
"Sinian!" Nine Yan Mochow and others shouted that a leaf boat and Xue Qing were frowning and staring at each other and closing their mouths …
In the middle of the night, suddenly, God came to me … Just now, he was so fascinated that he forgot that his opponent was Si Nian …