Seeing the two of us taking action, we stopped talking and focused on watching the two of us compete.

Gu Haoran's sword master follows Gong Yang, the Qing Dynasty. His set of Qijie's sword technique is very powerful. When used, it is like an antelope hanging its horns, opening and closing, flexible body movements, and cruel moves. Zhao Yangui held two small knives in his hand, and waved them as dense as water, covering his entire body, making Gu Haoran unable to find a flaw for a while.

The two of them fought quickly and fought for more than a dozen rounds in an instant.

I could feel that both sides were very restrained in the competition, and they did not dare to use too ruthless moves, nor did they dare to exert too much force.

After all, my courtyard is expensive. If I let go of the fight, I guess the ground will be hit by Brother Gu's sword energy, which will be covered with sword marks and big pits. The big tree not far away will also suffer.

Although I don’t know what level Zhao Yangui’s cultivation has reached, I can feel that Zhao Yangui is more restrained than Brother Gu, and he seems to have been suppressing his own strength all the time.

Mr. Jin said that Zhao Yanji is meticulous and does nothing, and has done many big things with the head of Maoshan Sect.

I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing him today, I believed it a little.

It is said that such a powerful person is still very polite to us juniors, and you can see one or two.

While Gu Haoran and Zhao Yangui were fighting, Eighth Master suddenly flew down from the tree and landed on my shoulders. He closed his eyes, as if he was dozing off.

I asked in a low voice: "Master Ba, who do you think can win?"

The Eighth Master opened his eyes, narrowed into a slit, and said lightly: "You kid should ask, Gu Haoran can hold on to the few moves of Zhao. They are just giving you face and fighting a few more moves. Let me tell you this, once Gu Haoran uses his ultimate move, it will be the time for him to lose."

Eighth Master has always spoken very accurately. In fact, from the very beginning, I thought Brother Gu should not be Zhao Yangui's opponent.

But I didn't expect that Zhao Yangui was so much better than Gu Haoran.

In front of Zhao Yangui, the sloppy Taoist priest and I were probably Little Karami, and we couldn't handle the other person's moves together.

As I was talking to Eight Master, I looked in the direction of Su Wenyu.

This young lady looks so beautiful. She has a bit of a manly heroic spirit between her eyebrows. She has a slender figure, her eyebrows are as dark as a distant black, her eyes are as autumn water, and her white clothes are more of a bit of outrageous spirit, as if she is not as good as the world.

At this moment, she was standing next to the big tree, her eyes did not fall on the two people fighting, as if she was a little distracted and didn't know what she was thinking.

Of course, no matter how beautiful she is, she is not as beautiful as my eight-tailed fox.

I silently recited in my heart, "My wife, I didn't see it on purpose, I just wanted to observe her cultivation. Don't get me wrong. There is no other woman in my eyes except you."

State in advance, I am not afraid of my wife, so don’t misunderstand everyone.

When I withdrew my gaze from Su Wenyu, Gu Haoran had fought with Zhao Yangui for more than 30 rounds. The magic weapons in the hands of the two collided together, and they were dinging and endlessly. The Eighth Master was almost asleep standing on my shoulder.

At this time, Brother Gu seemed to have lost his patience and directly used a big move.

But seeing his breath suddenly surged, and after a loud shout, the power on the sword suddenly magnified at least ten times.

This sword directly shocked Zhao Yangui out.

Zhao Yangui's body was close to the ground and slid all the way to the gate.

Gu Haoran had a little toe and raised his body from the ground. This time, both speed and strength rose to the extreme.

The breath around him became solemn.

The sleepy Eighth Master, who was standing on my shoulder, finally opened his eyes again and sighed softly.

I know that Brother Gu has a three-combo move, one sword is more fierce than the other. Few people who fight with him can withstand his three swords.

When Gu Haoran was about to kill Zhao Yangui, an accident happened.

But when Zhao Yangui suddenly released a killer move.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

I didn't even see how he used it, and more than a dozen flying knives arrived in front of Gu Haoran.

Zhao Yangui's flying knife was the kind of lancet knife, very small and thin, just a little larger than the willow leaves, turning into white lights and shooting towards Gu Haoran.

When Gu Haoran saw the flying knives, he was shocked and quickly waved the magic sword in his hand, shaking all the flying knives that Zhao Yangui had shot.

It was horrible that Gu Haoran had just shot out the flying knives, and another large piece of flying knives flew over.

But this time, Gu Haoran directly gave in.

Because around Gu Haoran, dozens of flying knives were hovering around him for a moment.

As long as Zhao Yangui's thoughts move, these flying knives will fall on him at the same time.

Just as Gu Haoran opened the flying knife from the front, the other dozens of flying knives had already hovered around him.

From that moment on, Brother Gu had already lost.

Eighth Master is right. When Gu Haoran uses his ultimate move, he is defeated.

The Eighth Master is really not to deceive me.

After looking at the flying knife of willow leaves looking around, Gu Haoran smiled, put away his magic sword, bowed to Zhao Yanguiyi, and said politely: "Thank you Brother Zhao for showing mercy. His skills are not as good as others. I admit defeat."

"Brother Gu is good at swordsmanship. I had no choice but to release my own destiny. If your ultimate move falls on me, I can't stand it."

Zhao Yangui said as he walked towards us.

When he walked over, with a wave of his hand, the willow leaf flying swords flew towards him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the willow leaf flying swords disappeared, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

His flying sword skills are indeed amazing and unpredictable.

In comparison, the talisman knife in my sleeve felt a little less hot. It seemed that the other party could not use the willow leaf flying knife, so I could only fight seven times here.

The sloppy Taoist priest laughed and hurriedly met: "Brother Zhao, your flying sword skill is really well-known. No wonder people in the world say that the big sword king Aotian, Yidao, is the northwest, and the little sword Zhao Yangui, the sword is a life-threatening person. Today is an eye-opener, and I admire you."

This guy has never lacked rainbow farts, he just praised him when he came up. Who doesn’t like to listen to something nice?

"Brother Luo is too good, just a skill in eating. Brother Luo will have a life of cultivation above me." Zhao Yan was still very polite.

At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest's eyes suddenly fell on Su Wenyu, and a ghost idea emerged again, saying, "Sister Su, where is your magic weapon? Why didn't I see it?"
Chapter completed!