River surface.

Paint on fat.

The woman and Qiao Feng stood at both ends of the boat, one at the bow and the other at the stern. The two stood far away, facing each other.

The autumn breeze blows.

With moist moisture.

The blowing woman's hair kept flying back, and the giant sword in her hand made people look very disharmonious. The giant sword was dragged across the roof of the ship, and the woman's eyes were casual but showed that

surprise.

In the confrontation in the cabin just now, she relied on her newly developed swordsmanship to use simple moves to achieve the strongest and most powerful moves.

It can be described as a head-to-head confrontation with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which is known as the most powerful and strong.

The duel between the two can be said to be based solely on their foundation and strength.

What surprised her even more was the opponent's fighting method. It felt like he was getting stronger the more he fought. It could be said that the opponent had extremely high talent in martial arts. The only one who could compare with him in terms of combat talent was that one.

The one who ascended the throne.

Stern.

Qiao Feng's eyes were filled with wonder and surprise.

There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

The heavy sword sword technique of the opponent's black iron giant sword just now, the heavy sword has no edge, can be said to be an eye-opener for Qiao Feng. Taking the fierce route, he can even compete with his own Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. This kind of strength

It is conceivable. Especially, this was performed by a woman.

Not only that, the opponent's internal energy was also a bit ridiculously strong in Qiao Feng's opinion. In the fight against the internal energy, Qiao Feng did not take any advantage.

Among women, he is the first to see such a person.

Such a result...

I'm afraid it won't be easy to get that black iron.

Moreover, if such a master is really provoked by the Beggar Clan, and it is a woman, then it will not be good for the Beggar Clan.

Hold your fists together and bow.

Qiao Feng was about to say something, but was stopped by the woman with a sword, saying: "Gang Leader Qiao, if you want to get Xuan Tie back, there is only one condition!"

"Either you defeat me!"

"Either find someone who can defeat me!"

The woman's words made Qiao Feng a little bit dumbfounded. Such a martial-artistic woman is really difficult for people. In the previous fight, Qiao Feng thought that it would be too difficult to defeat the opponent, and it was most likely that he would fail.

.

At least, Qiao Feng doesn't think he has a high chance of winning.

"..."

As if aware of the doubts in Qiao Feng's eyes, the woman raised the black iron giant sword, her eyes fell on the extremely rough sword, and murmured to herself: "I just want to be defeated! I want to see myself.

Shortcomings. Look at where your gaps are."

Hear the words.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but be speechless.

A person with such a pure mentality is worthy of admiration, but also leaves people speechless.

Especially when the other person is a woman.

However, just when Qiao Feng was about to speak and express his attitude, a burst of energy had already locked himself in the air. It felt like there was a deadly arrow pointing at his throat in the distance, fatal.

But it seems gentle.

Is this murderous intention also gentle?

Turning his head, Qiao Feng's eyes followed the Qi machine and looked towards the shore.

at the same time.

This feeling...

The woman standing on the bow of the boat couldn't help but tremble, turned her head sharply, and cast her eyes towards the shore.

"!!!"

Yiren looked back. Her eyes were misty, and she couldn't tell whether it was laughter, joy, or some other expression. But she already knew that her battle with Qiao Feng was over. She swung the black iron giant sword in her hand fiercely, and the sword energy was swaying, making the sky roar.

Water waves.

Then, the woman stepped lightly on the top of the boat and headed towards the shore with a sword.

A dragonfly touches the water.

The woman made ripples on the river, and the black iron giant sword in her hand stretched forward. She stabbed straight ahead, and the sword energy that shot out directly opened the water, and scraped a strip of about one meter wide on the river.

, a channel about half a meter deep.

The person, on the other hand, was like a sharp arrow shot along this road and directly pierced Yue Yuan who was standing on the shore.

Beauty is like a jade sword and a rainbow.

shore.

The figure trembled, and the little girl sitting on the shoulder had already fluttered out with a small red paper umbrella and landed safely on the ground. She stood next to Quan Guanqing, a scholar from all directions.

Yue Yuan, on the other hand, gently pulled the snow fox fur waistcoat that had fallen down with his left hand. He held the small carving knife in his right hand and faced the woman who was coming towards him with a calm expression, as well as her giant sword.

sword.

aside.

The little girl's expression remained unchanged, as if she wasn't worried at all.

On the contrary, Quan Guanqing, a scholar from all over the world, was inexplicably shocked. This was the first time he saw such a scene, the first time he saw such a powerful and manic swordsmanship, and the waves of women who came in waves made it impossible to ignore the beauty of the other party.

But he was surprised by the power of this sword.

The so-called riding the wind and waves is nothing more than this.

bite!

The woman had already cut through the water and stepped onto the shore.

The black iron giant sword stabbed straight at him.

He collided head-on with the weak engraving knife that was coming towards him.

The tip of the knife.

The tip of the sword.

There was a crisp sound during the collision.

The size of this fight was too obvious, but unexpectedly, the knife blocked the seemingly unstoppable sword.

There was a crisp sound, followed by overflowing energy.

Rumble——

The water behind the woman seemed to have been stimulated by something, and a row of water waves several feet high was set off like an explosion.

The waves cover the sky and the sun.

It's exhausting to watch.

Quan Guanqing, a scholar from all directions, fell to the ground, panting heavily, looking at everything in front of him with horrified eyes. On the contrary, the little girl Yang Nianxi's expression showed no change, and the little red paper umbrella in her hand moved forward slightly.

It blocked the overwhelming water vapor.

It seems that he doesn't like the moisture that makes his clothes wet.

cough!

He coughed loudly, covered his mouth with his left hand, and took a step back with great force on his right foot.

"You've made progress!"

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Yue Yuan took back the knife, put his right hand into his sleeve, and praised with a smile.

"You're hurt!"

The woman danced her giant sword and inserted it directly into the ground. Then she put her hands behind her back and looked at the other party intently. As for the little girl in red standing behind, and the Beggar Clan disciple, they didn't do anything at all.

The son is not in her eyes.

At this moment, Yue Yuan was the only one in her eyes.

Half a moment.

"Long time no see! Dugu Feng!"

"Long time no see! Yue Yuan!"
To be continued...