Chapter 198： One stroke

"when!"

Under the fierce slap of Long Lingjian, Qin Yan could barely hold the fire snake spear, but he was also a talented Zoran, actually rolled out, and the fire snake spears into a fire snake to swallow the feet to Lin Muyu.

Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile. He quickly turned back and took a few steps. One hand and one cross made the long sword into the ground. He screamed out the gourd wall, and the black tortoise shell and the dragon scale wall rose from the ground, directly giving Qin Yan a blow. Resolved, before the body, Lin Muyu quickly pulled out three swords, shocked Qin Yan repeatedly retreat, the body of the dragon scales martial arts also quickly collapsed.

After more than 30 rounds of the war, Qin Yan’s vindictive speed has been greatly slower than that of Lin Muyu, so there is not much delay. The fire snake spear is inserted on the ground, and the fist is said: “Lin Muyu, I admit defeat...you have not With the power of that mysterious power, I can beat Ayan..."

"Hah, I have handed over Ayan."

Lin Muyu also held a fist and laughed. Qin Yan’s power of Xuanqi is actually the Seventh Emperor. Many people know that Lin Muyu has a mysterious martial art, but no one knows what this is called, so let him be this person. It became more and more mysterious.

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Advance to the semi-finals!

Carrying Longling Sword and Qin Yan side by side to play Wutai, Qin Yan looked at his own fire snake spear, which was covered with dense small incisions, could not help but feel distressed: "What is the sword used by Lin Muyu's big brother? , then hegemony, actually cut my fire snake spear out of the gap, this fire snake spear is the second-order baby of the mysterious product, the father Wang specially from the Western Region for my search for the blade..."

"Nothing, find a blacksmith to fix it." Lin Muyu patted his shoulder and comforted.

"Okay..." Qin Yan is still a bit lonely. After all, he is a young man who is eager to win, and especially in the grand competition of the Fighting Sword Congress, it is a pity to lose.

At this time, Chu Huaiqi stood up, his body shook slightly, frowned, slightly discomfort.

"Old Chu, can you fight again?" The wind continued to worry: "Your injury is a bit heavy!"

"It has been bandaged..."

Chu Huai took a bite and said, "It doesn't matter. I have prepared for the sword fight for so long. I must play Murong Zhou and tell him to laugh at me."

"Well, that's okay..."

Murong Zhou, aged 34, is the Wanfu of the provincial army in the province of Tianshu, the general of Zhenbei, and the squatting of the gun. He is known as the gun **** of the Tianshu province. He is said to be invincible in the world. The seven North Mongolian generals were defeated and cast the glory of his life. It seems that it was because of these experiences that Murong Zhou became uninhabited. He even threatened to challenge the Imperial Capital of the Imperial Capital to see if the Emperor still Someone is his opponent.

Moreover, Murong Zhou’s talents are different. When he was less than forty years old, he has already entered the second heaven of heaven. It is half a year earlier than Chu Huai’s entry into the second heaven of heaven.

Chu Huaiqi stepped on the stage of Wutai, and the pace was slightly dignified. He did not hurt it badly. However, the dignity of the dragon guard system could not be lost, and the hand held the sword, standing in the wind, like A statue is generally inviolable.

In the hands of Murong Zhou, carrying a rifle-iron rifle, the brow smiled and said: "Chu Huai, you have proved that you are a very strong person, but I am not willing to bully the injured person, I see... ...you still admit defeat, and it is not a shame to lose in the hands of my Murong Zhou. Otherwise, after you are injured, the skill will be greatly reduced. I really won't win."

Chu Huai's smile is very splendid: "The premise of winning the battle is to win. Do you think that you can win me? I heard that you really want to challenge Qin Lei and the wind to follow the two commanders, just, I am in the Royal Lin Weizhong has a nickname called 'Trying Stone'. If you challenge the two leaders, then I will win if I win, otherwise you are not qualified to challenge them."

"Is it? I am not as respectful as my life!"

As soon as the voice fell, Murong Zhou’s iron gun suddenly slanted and stabbed. Chu Huaiyu hurriedly swayed the long sword to block, but Murong’s long gun was full of strength, and the gun head was lightly glimpsed. A blood flower blooms directly on Chu Huai's shoulder.

"Shashasha..."

The touch of Wei, let Chu Huaiqi step back a few steps, he quickly abandoned the long sword, double palms and fingers, a star-studded lingering around, just when Murong Zhou was holding the iron gun again, Chu Huai lifted The hand is a finger, and the fight is turned into a star-studded head straight to Murong Zhou's eyebrows.

"scare?!"

Murong Zhou stunned God, and his eyebrows were already shattered. He hurriedly turned to avoid the second and third strikes, picking stars and hitting the deep holes on the slate. Kong, Chu Huaiyu's vindictive strength can be seen.

"Deceive too much!"

Murong Zhou was so embarrassed that he even climbed and climbed, finally looking for an opportunity to stand up, and the long gun swept to Chu Huai's calf.

However, Murong Zhou couldn’t think that Chu Huai’s would fight so hard. The hard-working cohesiveness of the calf will root the calf’s center of gravity. The “Peng” is swept in the head of the gun, and the blood is flowing, but the chance of hurting the calf is broken. Flying like a butterfly, countless suffocating starbursts fell down, directly blasting Murong Zhou's vindictiveness, and turned to a blood hole.

In a twinkling of an eye, Murong Zhou has already been injured, and it is also worthy of the use of 30% of the power of Chu Huai, otherwise this round of star picking will be enough to kill Murong Zhou on the spot!

Mu Rongzhou, who is full of blood, slowly stood up, and when he was still trying to make trouble with the iron gun, he saw that Chu Huaiqi’s single palm raised his face and stood still, motionless, mapping a moon and astrology in the sky. The palm will have his life at any time.

"I... I admit defeat..."

Murong Zhou is stunned, and he will pay for his life if he does not admit defeat. Chu Huaiyu is already determined to win the quota of the top four.

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Lin Muyu and the wind hurried forward, and Chu Huaiyu, who was injured all over the body, helped Chu Huaiqi feel a sense of nausea and dizziness. When looking into the distance, he found that Xiaoxiang’s position was empty and could not help but A little lonely.

"Old Chu, you stupid, you don't want to die!" The wind continued to whisper.

Chu Huaiyu smiled and said: "Your Majesty promised that the person who entered the top four of the Fighting Sword Conference can get the title of a second-class aristocrat. We are all civilians. I must change this situation, let A Yao will never be looked down upon by anyone."

"Stupid..." The wind followed a faint sentence.

Lin Muyu supported Chu Huaiyu’s shoulder and said, “Come on the medicine soon, otherwise your leg may be scrapped. Murong Zhou’s shot is not at all!”

"Ok……"

Immediately, sitting on the side of the table, taking off the boots for Chu Huai, the legs were already bruised and bloody, and Lin Muyu hurriedly took out the healing medicine and applied the medicine to Chu Huai.

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At this point, the top four of the Fighting Sword Conference have appeared: Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Qin Lei, and Chu Huaiqi, and they are just the best brothers.

Soon, the **** announced the final match list - Lin Muyu and Qin Leifeng continued to fight Chu Huaiyu finally, the four brothers must also decide a victory.

Chu Huaiyu lay on the cold stone steps, looked at the sky with a faint gaze, and said with a smile: "This year's Fighting Swords Conference is really a stalwart. It is about the most tragic one in the Year of the Fighting..."

Qin Leidao: "It is also the most powerful one. The top four are the second heavens in heaven. This lineup... The empire has not been seen for hundreds of years, otherwise your Majesty will not be so happy."

Chu Huai looked at the wind and went on the road, said: "Wind brother, this time you are cheaper, and finally I am fully equipped, I really can't fight again."

The wind has continued to thrive: "So, I am not the only one who promoted the first place in the competition."

"Yes."

"Haha, you must drink and drink the best wine in Lanyan City."

"Thanks……"

Then, the semi-finals became a battle between Qin Lei and Lin Muyu. Qin Lei slammed the thunder knife on the ground and smiled: "A rain, let us, let us go all out, or have reservations?" ”

Lin Muyu smiled and said: "Don't be desperate, have something to say..."

"okay then……"

Qin Lei is also a refreshing person, a shot of Lin Muyu's shoulder, smiled and said: "I am a big brother's own size, rest assured, once the winners and losers, I will stop."

"Yes, me too!"

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When the two came together, Qin Lei slowly put a long knife and smiled: "A Yu, it is better for us to decide the outcome, how to use it? With one of his strongest tricks, who wins and loses a moment, saves a while It’s been too long, too much vindictiveness, and let the wind continue to be cheap. I don’t want to watch him take a dragon without a fight! In this case, the ban is too cheap.”

"Good." Lin Muyu nodded and smiled: "Then a trick to win!"

"it is good!"

The people in the audience couldn’t hear what the people on the stage were saying, but they could see that Lin Muyu and Qin Yan’s look suddenly condensed, and the vindictiveness of the two men increased rapidly, giving people a feeling of almost suffocating. .

"Hey! Hey!"

Qin Leiping held a thunder knife, and a trace of light thundered around him from the sky. The thunder knife was slightly trembling. At the same time, six golden chains were locked around him, and the violent temper continued to spread around. The extremely strong storm is hitting the Quartet, and even the anger is falling from the sky, making the sky light dim. For a moment, if the daylight turns into a night, only the thunder and radiance of the thunder will continue to shine on the people near the Wutai.

"Scorpio..." Tang Xiaoxuan's flower disappointment: "Does Qin Lei's big brother want to be desperate? He...he won't want to kill Ah Yu?"

Qin Yinyi Shuangxiu also expressed concern: "I believe Qin Lei's brother will be measured, Ah Yu...he..."

The people on the viewing platform have been stunned. The starting style of Qin Lei’s move is really amazing, as if to use Tianwei to defeat Lin Muyu.

On the contrary, Lin Muyu was very calm, the golden gourd slowly rotated in the palm of his hand, and his eyes turned into a illusion, which shrouded him. The dragon spirit sword was unsheathed, and the sword screamed, and the golden light shone from the sky. The dark clouds condensed by Qin Lei penetrated, and a skylight fell on Lin Muyu's body. The long sword left the hand, and the dragon spirit sword quickly swung up, carrying a true dragon fire.

More than that, Lin Muyu is a left hand, a **** demon in the palm of his heart dance, quickly into the blade, this sword is accompanied by the mysterious power of the demon dance, Lin Muyu dare not use the fourth Hey, because there is no need, if the second one can't win Qin Lei, it can only show that he should not get the dragon symbol, and compared to the dragon symbol, it is obvious that Qin Lei's life is more important.

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