"Ding ding ding——"

Under the rapid collision, a gust of wind blew up, and two figures rushed out of the swept yellow sand.

Su Qing was squinting her eyes, not to hide the cold gaze in her eyes when murderous intent was revealed, but because she had to squint as the wind and dust hit her face, seemingly all-pervasive, drilling straight into her seven orifices, forcing her to cry in the wind.

His eyes were narrowed into a thin slit. Not only him, but Cao Shaoqing was also squinting. The two of them were like boats without roots and fallen leaves, and they were facing each other in the whistling wind and sand. The wind was so strong that it seemed that the next moment

Just blow them away.

This person in front of me.

In the past, Su Qing had only heard of this powerful eunuch with superb martial arts skills, but was a stranger to him. But now when he saw him, he was in a life-and-death struggle.

There are many people in this world who are not enemies, but they are inevitably fighting each other, they are not lovers, but they are inextricably entangled, they are not brothers, but they are more like siblings than brothers, and they are closer than brothers. On the contrary, some brothers kill each other.

, when we meet at war, some lovers love each other so much that they want to kill each other, while some enemies are able to ignore all grudges and the sea and the sky are bright.

In Jianghu, there are so many possibilities, so much so that the impossible becomes possible.

Both of them were running quickly in the dust, but they kept changing their positions and staring at each other warily.

When warriors fight, the outcome of victory or defeat sometimes does not necessarily depend entirely on martial arts. Nowadays, the wind is blowing, there is an extra day, the terrain is favorable, the sea of ​​sand is rolling, and the movement is restricted.

The so-called pleasure, gratitude and hatred are all contained in this sword.

The wind was so strong that the older two disrupted their offensive and sword movements. While they had to resist and neutralize the opponent's moves, they also had to devote their energy to blocking the wind, sand, and squinting their eyes.

They could no longer speak, and when they opened their mouths, countless yellow sand filled their throats, so they could only fight.

"Ding~"

There was a collision, and the two of them rolled to the ground, and then quickly stabilized their bodies. Su Qing stood up in a rolling manner, holding the sword, raising the knife, squinting, and slashed at the blurry figure in the field of vision.

The knife in his hand was stepped down with one foot, up to the ankle, and raised with one foot, bringing up the yellow sand, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, which took more energy than usual.

The same is true for Cao Shaoqing. His sword is very long, four feet long. The main moves are cutting, stabbing, prodding, and poking. If the tip of the sword shakes, if it touches him, either there will be less flesh or more holes.

Hearing the sound of a knife in his ears, Cao Shaoqing turned sideways to avoid the wind and stabbed his sword in search of the sound. When the swords met, he used long attack and short attack, changing from defense to attack. The tip of the sword quickly deflected the sharp knife that was coming, and even rushed straight into his grasp.

The knife hand picked it away.

But Su Qing still has a sword, and his sword is both stable and fast. Hearing the sound of the blade moving on the spine, the sword in his hand has been swung up to meet it, and he has pushed it away.

Shaking, the two of them rolled out again.

There were tears in the corners of their eyes, but they didn't say anything, but their hearts were miserable. Even the tears they shed were yellow soup, soaked in sand.

Dawn is approaching now, and the moonlight was dim last night, so it is the time for strong winds.

Looking around, the sky and the dark ground in all directions are so vast that it is difficult to see. The overwhelming yellow sand is like waves rising up against the sky, boundless, and it is still possible to distinguish what is east, west and what is north.

As Su Qing rolled over, a lot of sand got into her mouth and nose.

"Pooh!"

Taking advantage of the wind behind me, I hurriedly vomited it out.

Seeing that Cao Shaoqing had no reaction, he praised him for the first time: "You can really endure it!"

He ate the sand, and he didn't think that the other party would be spared. In such a situation, if he wanted to stay out of it, unless he was a god, no matter how high your martial arts skills were, no matter how good your swordsmanship was, it would be hard to escape from a mortal body, so you had to fight here

Did he drink the wind and swallow the sand together?

As soon as he turned around, he saw Cao Shaoqing's face was gloomy and he spat lightly in his mouth.

"So you want to be here -"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and the wind came again.

The two of them climbed up in embarrassment and waited with their backs to the wind.

"Hold me!"

The two of them looked at each other warily, their eyes were narrowed and they were crying, but neither of them dared to wipe them away. Do you dare to wipe them away? Each one was waiting for the other to be distracted, waiting for the other to fall, waiting for the opportunity.

Maybe your eyes are happy, but the next moment your head is flying.

The wind became stronger and stronger, even the sand dunes were flattened, and the two of them became more and more strenuous. Every step they took seemed to be like sinking into a quagmire. As they advanced, their speed also slowed down, and they sank deeper and deeper.

"Suffer death!"

Seeing each other's bodies being restricted, they both had murderous intentions.

As soon as the long sword stood up, Cao Shaoqing used the sword to exert force, but when the sword blade passed by, the wind broke through the sand, the speed increased sharply, and the sword wind whizzed straight towards Su Qing, trying to split him apart. What happened in an instant

.

Faced with a powerful enemy, Su Qing's eyes suddenly focused, as if he was about to decide between life and death.

He moved his feet, and the movement of his feet was barely visible. He slipped and moved, as if walking through the mud. Although his body was still restricted in the sea of ​​sand, it no longer had the previous constraints that made it difficult to move. He saw the long sword in front of him.

Slashing straight up, the swords overlapped and blocked the opponent's blade.

But as soon as he blocked it, a left palm directly covered his chest.

"Ahem~"

Qi and blood were in chaos, and with a cough, Su Qing began to bleed from his mouth and nose.

"You are not overestimating your own capabilities. It seems that not only can you not hold me back, but you will also lose your own life. The world is big and I am the biggest, so I will die!"

Cao Shaoqing's tone was cold, and as soon as the palm of his left hand came down, he clenched his fingers into claws and grabbed Su Qing's throat.

"Even if you die, I won't die!"

Su Qing suppressed the blood in his throat, and the force of the knife in his left hand suddenly changed, becoming thrilling, making everyone jump, fast, fast, fast, so fast that only the shadow of the sword could be seen, but not the blade.

It flew around, the blade turned sharply, and fell against the veins between the muscles of Cao Shaoqing's right hand.

It was too fast. When he was about to draw the sword, he did not forget to draw the sword. The sword in his right hand suddenly turned under the palm of his hand and stabbed Cao Shaoqing under the armpit of his left arm.

The sudden change, the murderous intention hidden in the clumsiness, the sudden burst of catharsis, the shocking strike of the sword, made Cao Shaoqing suddenly change his expression. The opponent's sword force, which was originally open and closed, suddenly became so weird, he felt something was wrong.

, his right hand shook the sword in a moment.

The sword body shook, and a handful of yellow sand was immediately stirred up. It was like a flying needle and a hidden weapon. It seemed to be blessed with inexplicable force. It all hit Su Qing's chest. In an instant, it was like being stabbed by a sword. Blood and water flew everywhere, and Su Qing was in pain.

With a grunt, he flew backwards and rolled to the ground.

But Cao Shaoqing didn't feel happy after he succeeded. The sword in his right hand fell to the ground, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"ah!"

"my hand!"

I saw that his right arm was bloody and bloody, with no skin and flesh, leaving only earthworm-like blood vessels clinging to the bloody arm bones, bulging and pulsing, which made people's hair stand on end.

Sure enough, Su Qing secretly acquired Diao Buyu's sword skills.

But in fact, this can no longer be regarded as the original sword technique. What he got was just the training technique. Every swordsman's sword is unique. The same training technique does not mean that the sword technique is the same.

Su Qing vomited blood, rolled around, dropped the knife and plucked the blood droplets from behind, and moved towards Cao Shaoqing's head.

"I want you to die!"

Under the sharp roar, Cao Shaoqing raised his bone claws and penetrated the edge of the blood droplet from bottom to top. Several sharp knives popped out, and the bone arm was broken in response.

The blood droplet roared, and his black and white hair suddenly spread out, looking like a madman. He slammed the blood droplet with his left hand, and the hidden murder weapon made of fine iron was crushed and slapped in his hand.

broken.

"Come here!"

He pulled the chain, but Su Qingsong couldn't reach the other end, and his body was dragged by a strong force, sliding against the sand and moving very quickly.

Cao Shaoqing laughed evilly and hooked his long sword with his right foot. The sword was already lying in front of him, just waiting for Su Qing to bump into him, and his head was missing.

He was about to die on the spot.

The chain on the drop of blood actually broke at this moment.

"Hey!"

Su Qing, who was on the sand, suddenly turned over and jumped up. The tip of his sword touched the ground, avoiding the long sword that was lying between them, and flew straight into Cao Shaoqing's throat.

"hey-hey!"

However, he saw that the bone arm of Cao Shaoqing's right hand, which was broken from the wrist, was actually lifted up by him again, touching the tip of the sword, blocking the sword, while his other hand grabbed Su Qing's head.

At the critical moment, Su Qing made a decisive decision and abandoned the sword.

He let go of the sword in his hand and let out a strange scream. His Dantian breath suddenly rose, his waist rose and fell like a fish leaping, and his body in the air was lifted up by him again.

He turned over and landed on Cao Shaoqing's shoulders.

Yellow sand hit her face, Feng Chen squinted her eyes, Su Qing's eyes were filled with tears and it was difficult to open them, but her face was full of ferocity. She squatted on his shoulders, hooked her hands in her mouth, and wiped the eyes of the head between her knees fiercely.

Once, exert force on your waist and twist your knees at the same time.

I don't want to be kicked in the chest.

Su Qing flew out immediately, coughing up blood.

"Ah, my eyes, my eyes!"
To be continued...