When we saw the two of them moving their hands, we stopped talking and concentrated on watching the two of them compete.

Gu Haoran's swordsmanship was inherited from Master Yangqing of the Shangqing Palace. A set of seven skillful heart-locking swordsmanship is very powerful. When used, it is like an antelope hanging its horns, opening and closing. His body skills are flexible and his moves are fierce. But Zhao Yangui,

He held two knives in his hands, and when he waved them, they were as airtight as splashing water. The shield that covered his whole body made Gu Haoran unable to find any flaws for a moment.

The two started fighting quickly, and they fought for more than ten rounds in an instant.

I can feel that both sides were very restrained in the competition and did not dare to use too harsh moves or exert too much force.

After all, the courtyard in my house is very expensive. If we let go, the ground will probably be covered with sword marks and big holes from Brother Gu's sword energy, and 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. He seems to have been suppressing his own strength.

Butler Jin said that Zhao Yangui was meticulous and meticulous, and he had done many important things together with the headmaster of Maoshan Sect.

I didn't fully believe it at first, but after seeing him in person today, I became somewhat convinced.

It is said that such a powerful person is still very polite to us juniors, and you can tell something about it.

While Gu Haoran and Zhao Yangui were fighting, Ba Ye suddenly flew down from the tree, landed on my shoulder, closed his eyes, and seemed to be taking a nap.

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

Master Ba opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes to a narrow slit, and said calmly: "You guys should ask how many moves Gu Haoran can hold up against Zhao. I just want to give you face and fight with a few more moves. I'm going to do this with you."

Let’s just say, once Gu Haoran uses his big moves, that’s when he will be defeated.”

Ba Ye has always been very accurate in his words. In fact, from the very beginning, I felt that Brother Gu was no match for Zhao Yangui.

I just didn't expect that Zhao Yangui was so much stronger than Gu Haoran.

The sloppy Taoist priest and I were probably little Karami in front of Zhao Yangui, and we couldn't withstand a few of his moves together.

While I was talking to Master Ba, I looked in the direction of Su Wenyu.

This young lady is really good-looking. She has a bit of masculine heroic spirit between her brows. She has a slender figure, eyebrows that are like distant daisy, eyes like autumn water. She is dressed in white and has a bit more of an unearthly aura. She seems to be otherworldly.

Like fireworks.

At this moment, she was standing next to the big tree. Her eyes did not fall on the two fighting people. She seemed to be distracted and didn't know what she was thinking.

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

I thought silently in my heart, daughter-in-law, I didn't mean to look at her, I just wanted to observe her cultivation. Don't get me wrong, there is no other woman in my eyes except you.

Let me state in advance that I am not afraid of my wife, please don’t get me wrong.

When I looked away from Su Wenhui, Gu Haoran had already fought with Zhao Yangui for more than 30 rounds. The magic weapons in their hands collided with each other, clanking endlessly, Master Ba

He almost fell asleep standing on my shoulder.

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

But seeing the aura around him suddenly surge, and after a loud shout, the power on the sword suddenly increased by at least ten times.

This sword directly knocked Zhao Yangui away.

Zhao Yangui kept his body close to the ground and slid all the way to the gate.

And Gu Haoran tiptoed and rose up from the ground. This time, both speed and strength reached the extreme.

The atmosphere around him became solemn.

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

I know that Brother Gu has a three-stroke combo, each sword is more fierce than the other. Few people who fight against him can resist his three swords.

Just as Gu Haoran was rushing to Zhao Yangui's side, an accident happened.

But when Zhao Yangui suddenly released his killing move.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

I didn't even see clearly how he made the move, but dozens of flying knives landed in front of Gu Haoran.

Zhao Yangui's flying knife was a kind of lancet. It was very small and thin, just a little bigger than a willow leaf. It turned into white light and shot towards Gu Haoran.

When Gu Haoran saw those flying knives, he was immediately shocked and quickly waved the magic sword in his hand, knocking away all the flying knives shot by Zhao Yangui.

The scary thing is that just as Gu Haoran shot out those flying knives, another large number of flying knives flew over.

But this time, Gu Haoran directly admitted defeat.

Because around Gu Haoran, there were dozens of flying knives hovering around him.

As long as Zhao Yangui makes a thought, these flying knives will fall on him at the same time.

Just when Gu Haoran swung away the flying knives coming from the front, the other dozens of flying knives were already hovering around him.

From that moment on, Brother Gu has lost.

What Ba Ye said was right, when Gu Haoran used his big moves, he was defeated.

Ba Ye will not deceive me.

After taking a look at Liuye Feidao who was looking around, Gu Haoran smiled, put away the magic sword, raised his hand towards Zhao Yangui, and said politely: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, for showing mercy. My skills are inferior to others, so I will admit defeat."

"Brother Gu is good at swordsmanship. Just now I had no choice but to use my guard. If your ultimate move falls on me, I won't be able to withstand it."

Zhao Yangui said while walking towards us.

When he came over, he waved his hand and the willow-leaf flying knives flew towards him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the willow-leaf flying knives disappeared. He didn't know where he hid them.

His unique skill of flying knives is indeed astonishing and impossible to guard against.

In comparison, the talisman knife in my sleeve feels a little less powerful. The opponent's willow leaf flying knife seems to be endless, so I can only hit seven times here.

The sloppy Taoist priest laughed and hurriedly came forward: "Brother Zhao, your knife-throwing skills are truly well-deserved. No wonder everyone in the world says that the big sword King Aotian can conquer the northwest with one knife, while the small knife Zhao Yangui can kill people. Today is an eye-opener. I admire you.

admire."

This guy never lacks rainbow farts, and he always praises him. Who doesn't like to hear something nice?

"Brother Luo is overrated. He's just good at eating. With time, brother Luo will definitely be better than me in cultivation." Zhao Yangui was still very polite.

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