"Senior Pang, it's really you!"

Dian Wei looked at the old man in gray and recognized him at a glance. It was indeed Pang Jiuping.

It was not Mu Bingqing pretended to be.

A person's appearance may change, but his eyes cannot change.

Dian Wei was as careful as his hair. He had seen Pang Jiuping's eyes and Mu Bingqing's eyes.

Moreover, he noticed that Mu Bingqing changed to Xifengshan before and after comparison, she only had eyes on her body and did not change much.

So, at this moment, Dian Wei was very sure that the person in front of him was Pang Jiuping.

The vicissitudes in the old man's eyes cannot be faked.

Dian Wei stared at Pang Jiuping for a moment, and his heart was shocked.

To be honest, if I hadn't witnessed the old man in gray clothes, suddenly popping up from the shadow of Fengzhu.

Dian Wei was actually half-believing and half-doubting about what Feng Zhu said just now.

After all, it's too mysterious.

But at this moment, Pang Jiuping turned a deaf ear to Dian Wei's words, and his eyes were always staring at Fengzhu standing with a sword, and his eyes were filled with fanaticism.

If everyone hadn't known that Pang Jiuping was looking for Fengzhu to compete in sword techniques, this situation...

I'm afraid that anyone will think that Pang Jiuping is a lewd demon and what bad things do to Fengzhu?

"Don't deceive people too much."

Fengzhu's face turned pale in an instant. Looking at Pang Jiuping, a layer of fine beads of sweat quickly oozed out of her forehead.

Pang Jiuping's mouth opened, slowly drew his sword out of the sheath, and repeated the sentence: "Let's talk with the sword."

Swish!

At this time, Su Wanqing immediately flashed and stood side by side with Fengzhu.

She obviously didn't carry any weapons, but now she had a short knife in her hand, which looked like a willow leaf.

Dian Wei's eyes flashed, and Su Wanqing's knife should have been hidden in her sleeve.

The Su family's martial arts is called "Seven-Rotation True Sword", which is a peerless sword technique.

Su Wanqing stood with a knife, narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Senior Pang, how are we talking about?"

Pang Jiuping glanced at Su Wanqing, glanced at the lancet in her hand, and his expression became more and more crazy: "Swords are not separated, it's great, it's great, let's talk with the sword."

Su Wanqing snorted coldly: "If you lose, don't run away if you have the will."

"Hahahaha!" Pang Jiuping ignored this and rushed over with a sword with a loud laugh.

Su Wanqing and Fengzhu had a close relationship and cooperated with each other in a tacit way, besieging Pang Jiuping with one sword and one sword.

"Storm!"

Feng Zhu knew Pang Jiuping's power well, and from the beginning he gave all his strength to directly use the strongest killer move of the Fengyu Sword Technique without reservation.

I saw that the long sword was dense and dense, with both offense and defense. When attacking, it was like a storm hitting a banana leaf. When defense, it was like an umbrella spreading open, without leaking the air and water could not be poured in.

On the other side, Su Wanqing is also very fierce.

Hohohoho...

Short sword! She urged her to slash her hands, and the dense sword was extremely sharp, giving people a fearless aura of cutting the sky and breaking the earth and moving forward.

The seven-rotation true slash is very distinctive.

The practitioners practice strange "spin" in their bodies. The force consumes less and the power is extremely powerful, so the sword is endless and fatal.

The two girls knew each other and cooperated very skillfully, attacking Pang Jiuping from left to right.

In a trance, the phoenix pearl seemed to summon a storm and poured downwards, covering Pang Jiuping, and Su Wanqing was like a hidden assassin, shuttled through the wind and rain, killing people with the most sharp and cruel knife was not worth the life, and the white knife entered the red knife.

These two women join forces, and should not be underestimated!

However……

Their opponent is Pang Jiuping, who is already crazy!

This old man in gray is crazy, but his swordsmanship is even more crazy!

What's strange is that his swordsmanship is completely disorganized, giving people a feeling of being casual and counterattacking when they see moves.

"Haha, one sword light shines on the nineteen continents!"

Pang Jiuping gently turned the sword edge, drew a wonderful track, and then easily unraveled the sword that Fengzhu had tried his best.

Immediately, he shook a sword flower at Su Wanqing.

In an instant, the sword light flashed like an evil dragon going out to the sea, entangling the lancet that surrounded Su Wanqing, constantly squeezing, forcing Su Wanqing back, interrupting her indomitable offensive.

Every time the two women make a big move, they are always disrupted by Pang Jiuping and return in vain.

These three people are both level nine pagodas, but when they fight, they are very different.

Pang Jiuping is like a sword saint with a magical sword technique, while Su Wanqing and Fengzhu are more like flirting and embroidered legs, so clumsy that they are vulnerable.

"Did you see it? This is the sword technique!"

Pang Jiuping laughed wildly, and did his best to do whatever he wanted, which made the two girls fall into a disadvantage.

"Fight!"

Fengzhu gritted her teeth, and a white light suddenly burst out from the long sword, turning into a white rainbow and stabbed Pang Jiuping's chest extremely quickly.

"White rainbow pierces the sun?"

Pang Jiuping curled his lips, showing disdainful expression on his face, and instead of retreating, he leaned into a deep and slid, and the sword shadow swept across the lower left waist of Fengzhu.

At this moment, the Fengzhu was cold and mawed, as if Pang Jiuping had captured the weakness of the sword move and was hit by a fatal counterattack.

Swish!

A cold light flashes!

Feng Zhu stood in front of Pang Jiuping, her whole body froze. Her belt broke and slowly sagged.

Pang Jiuping paused word by word: "White rainbow is worthless when it comes to your hands."

Then, he pressed his sword against Fengzhu's neck.

"Swords are not used like this."

"You don't deserve to use a sword!"

After saying that, a great murderous intent emerged in Pang Jiuping's eyes, and he wiped Fengzhu's neck with a sword.

"don't want!"

Su Wanqing was shocked and rushed to rescue her, but she was just shocked by Pang Jiuping's sword, and she was no longer able to save people.

At this moment, one hand poked out from the slant and grabbed Pang Jiuping's sword.

"Senior Pang, enough." Dian Wei spoke lightly.

Pang Jiuping twitched the sword forcefully, but his sword fell into Dian Wei's hand and was suppressed by a huge force, and he remained motionless.

"You, I seem to have seen you..."

It was not until this moment that the old man in gray looked at Dian Wei seriously, and his expression changed.

Dian Wei raised his eyebrows and said, "I am Dian Wei, don't you remember me?"

"Dian Wei, ah! I remembered that you are Mr. Dian Wei!"

Pang Jiuping's face changed, with less madness and resentment, and he returned to a little clear-headed look. "What, haven't you found the exit yet?"

Dian Wei frowned. Did Pang Jiuping think he was still in an unusual area?

He shuddered and said, "Yes, I haven't found the exit yet, I can't get out, where are you?"

"I, I..."

Pang Jiuping's face gradually showed signs of happiness and madness, and he shouted excitedly: "I found it, I found it!"

Dian Wei: "What did you find?"

Pang Jiuping raised his head and laughed wildly: "The true meaning of the sword! Haha, I finally found the strongest sword technique in the legend!"

Dian Weillomer: "Where did you find it?"

"Where did you find it?" Pang Jiuping suddenly became alert, "What do you ask about this?..."

His expression became a little fierce.

"Do you want it too? No, that's my sword technique, it's my only one, and I'm the only one who qualifies for it!"

As he roared, his sword shook.

Dian Wei immediately felt a strange force transmitted through the sword edge, and then the sword edge he grabbed suddenly became extremely lubricated and slipped out of his hand.

Swish!
To be continued...