After a hundred moves, Zhu Yeqing gradually felt exhausted.

Sweat started slightly on the forehead.

Seeing this, Bai Mian Lang also smiled slightly.

"Junior Sister, give up, although your cultivation base has risen sharply.

But it is not my opponent. "

After going out of the same school, he naturally knows the pros and cons of a big knife.

Although the sword technique is explosive and lethal, it is a weapon of tens to hundreds of kilograms at every turn.

Excessive physical exertion and lack of flexibility.

When you meet someone with a graceful body like yourself, you will be able to exhaust the other person's physical strength.

Just facing Baimian Lang's warning, Zhu Yeqing did not make any response.

Instead, he smiled disdainfully.

"That's not necessarily!"

As soon as the voice fell, the momentum of her body changed instantly.

The bitter sword force also burst out again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhu Yeqing deceived him again.

"The same moves are not useful to me."

Bai Mian Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It was just when he was planning to avoid the opponent's attack in the same way.

Suddenly his face changed drastically.

I saw that the originally cumbersome long knife instantly became more agile and swift.

When caught off guard, he could only dodge.

Supporting the ground with one hand, after several backflips, Bai Mian Lang moved away from Zhu Yeqing.

"Sword Realm, lift weights lightly?"

At this time, a shallow wound appeared on his cheek.

The next second, the blade struck again.

Between cold and light.

Baimian Lang can only dodge around.

It seems relaxed, if he observes carefully, he will find it.

At this time, Baimian Lang's breathing had begun to slowly become rapid.

Even though she is familiar with the sword technique of Junior Sister, she can't stand the swift and violent speed of the sword.

"Can't just dodge it."

After a secret sigh, he avoided again.

Staring at Zhuyeqing's long knife, Baimianlang's aura around his body began to slowly condense.

At this time, he finally started to get serious.

Just when Zhu Yeqing made a knife again.

His figure became more elegant, responding to the dim light.

A double shadow appeared behind Bai Mian Lang.

Phantom step.

At this time, Zhu Yeqing was also unwilling.

Since taking the Jiuyang Pojing Tango presented by Lin Mo.

Not only did he increase his cultivation base, but he also realized that the sword realm lifted the weight if it was light, and his strength could be said to have undergone an earth-shaking change.

But even so, he still can't help this white-faced man.

Unable to attack for a long time, she couldn't stand her temper anymore and directly activated the secret skills.

With spirit surging, Zhu Yeqing once again held the knife with one hand.

As the blade regained its edge, strong winds surged around.

And those fallen leaves were also drawn together by an invisible force.

A huge vortex was formed in an instant.

Secret skills, shooting stars.

The broad sword swung again.

That is a speed so fast that it is invisible to the naked eye.

Even if the white-faced Lang was prepared, he tried his best to dodge.

But the blade still pierced his chest.

And that Hanmang castrate unabated.

In the blink of an eye, in the courtyard, a big tree hugged by two people slowly fell down.

And Bai Mian Lang looked down at the bloody wound.

It's just that he didn't have the slightest anger, but looked at Zhu Yeqing with satisfaction.

"Little Junior Sister, I didn't think you were so strong already."

"Huh, I want you to say it."

When the voice fell, Zhu Yeqing came again with a knife.

But this time, Bai Mian Lang did not blindly dodge.

Under the shaking of the figure, the whole person mysteriously disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he had already come to Zhu Yeqing's side.

Then it was shot directly with a palm.

Zhu Yeqing also didn't expect that the white-faced man in the previous battle had actually stored his strength.

At this moment, she had no time to dodge with one blow.

In desperation, she could only raise her long knife and stand in front of her.

It's just that when the palm of the hand collided with the blade, the expected impact did not happen.

"Little Junior Sister, be careful."

As Bai Mian Lang reminded him.

Bai Jia Sanshou, Cun Jin initiated it with profound meaning.

As his arm flicked, a black shadow flashed past, and disappeared in an instant.

On the opposite side, Zhu Yeqing was immediately pushed back by a huge force more than ten steps.

After stabilizing her figure, she only felt her arm numb.

At this time, Baimian Lang has already withdrawn all recruitment.

Speaking comfortably.

"Junior sister, you lost."

"Who said that!!."

With a loud shout, Zhu Yeqing was ready to attack again with a knife.

However, waiting for her to lift her footsteps, she suddenly felt dizzy, and her limbs began to become weak and weak.

"Use poison, you are so mean." JrNovels.com