Now, this young man who is not a good person walked out in a daze and shouted, "Beat, beat me. Whether it is a crippled or a slaughter, I will be responsible for it..."

This arrogant tone is no different from the evil young man in ancient times. On the face of this kind of person, it seems that he wrote the words "I am the king's method". Usually, he can't live for two episodes on TV.

Qi Xiang shook her head and sighed, lifted her feet and held a wooden stick in her hand.

In an instant, he took action, and the shadows of sticks appeared in the sky. Bang, bang, bang, a series of sounds of pounding heads, rising and falling, endlessly.

One move, just one move.

A group of people immediately felt a blur in front of them. Then, their heads were hit by wooden sticks, and it hurt. In an instant, a person was so painful that his eyes couldn't help but cry, and then they fell down.

All destroyed!

The wind blows, and the corners of the clothes fly.

Qi Xiang lifted the wooden stick and turned it gently in the air. Her eyes were filled with sharpness.

"ah……"

At the same time, the young man realized it later and couldn't help but shouted in horror: "Brother Seven, help!!!"

"Swoosh!"

In an instant, on the manor, there was a white silk roar in the air, like lightning, passing by. Before the young man could hear his life, the man had already appeared beside him.

Fast, too fast, a master of light skills.

Qi Xiang's expression was a little more serious and cautious.

"bite!"

Before Qi Xiang could look clearly, a long sword had been unsheathed, and a little cold light immediately attacked.

Qi Xiang frowned: "Are you... all so unreasonable?"

From the beginning and now, he still hasn't been able to figure out the situation. He is just here to find someone, planning to reminisce about the old days and communicate with you about the Chang'an Dan Society.

After all, the mysterious woman appeared here during this period of time. Needless to say, she must have participated in the Dan Club. No matter what her purpose is, she will just watch the fun. Everyone can communicate and share information.

But he came over and said he wanted to find someone, but he got such a response...

There is something strange about this.

Qi Xiang pondered, and a little starlight had already pierced. A flash of light showed its sharpness and was full of sharpness.

Quick Sword Xiaoqi. He has no special skills, his only ability is that his sword is faster than ordinary people.

It was really just a point, and a sword stabbed out, and the light condensed like a dot.

This point penetrated the enemy's heart, pierced into the enemy's throat, and even broke through the enemy's hard forehead. The blood marks left in the end were still a little red.

Therefore, the sword technique is called, Little Red!

Xiaoqi remembered it very clearly that he started practicing swordsmanship when he was seven years old.

Once you practice, you will have twenty years.

For twenty years, he has been practicing sword every day and has never relaxed at all.

Therefore, his sword is not only fast, but also stable.

Because for twenty years, the blood and sweat shed will not deceive people. He knows what strength he has. It is because he knows clearly and knows the depth, so he feels at ease.

The heart is at ease, the hands are stable, the sword is naturally fast, and it is also very accurate.

It was so accurate that he was more than ten meters away that he slashed his sword and accurately pierced the flies' head without hurting anything else.

Now, his target is Qi Xiang's throat.

A sword penetrated the throat without any hesitation!

"So cruel!"

Qi Xiang shook her head, and the wooden sticks were together, blocking the tip of the sword.

"Chew!"

Xiaoqi's moves remained unchanged, and the long sword still stabbed straight. He always believed that even if there was a pair of iron armor in front of him, he could break through the armor and send the sword tip into Qi Xiang's throat.

Yesterday, he tried his sword. He stabbed the trees that were thick and thick. What's more, the only thing that blocked the tip of the sword was just a piece of wood.

Facts are better than words. When the tip of the sword stagnates, it will be cut directly and lightly after being slightly blocked. Solid wood as thick as an egg is made of tofu, leaving a smooth cut.

"Good sword technique..."

A little admiration appeared in Qi Xiang's eyes. Then, his figure flashed, flew a few meters away, avoiding the thrust of the sword light.

The sword tip was empty, Xiao Qi locked his eyebrows, very unhappy.

After dodging, the enemy actually dodged.

Xiao Qi's eyes condensed, revealing a touch of murderous aura, a real murderous aura. If he just took action casually just now, then from this moment on, he was extremely serious.

Another sword, this sword is faster.

The sword was so fast that it pierced the air directly, but there was no wind. Because his sword was too fast, so fast that the wind had not risen, the tip of the sword had reached the point before Qi Xiang's throat.

It can be said that his sword has reached its extreme to some extent.

"pity……"

Qi Xiang frowned, a little dissatisfied: "Right, dull, and don't know how to adapt. This is not a swordsman... He is too deliberate in pursuit of speed and abandons other changes. This can only be said to be a means of killing."

Qi Xiang's voice is not faster than the wind.

However, his body movement was faster than Xiaoqi's sword.

Not only fast, but also changeable.

At this moment, Qi Xiang's figure was like a flexible willow branch swaying in the wind. No matter which direction Xiao Qi's sword pierced from, he could easily dodge.

"Okay, even if your sword technique is a killing sword. But whoever tells you that the killing sword must be deliberately sought to be fast?"

Qi Xiang shook her head and sighed: "I just want to be quick, but there is no sign of harmony between the moves. You have gone astray and sooner or later you will fall into a dead end."

Xiao Qi ignored Qi Xiang's comments.

However, after a long time, Xiaoqi's eyes gradually turned red, just like a rabbit's eyes, bloody red.

Not only did his eyes turn red, but a violent aura also emanated from him bit by bit.

“Huh?”

Qi Xiang noticed it and immediately felt a little strange.

Just as he wanted to take a closer look, Xiao Qi suddenly changed.

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, Xiaoqi's clothes suddenly cracked, cracked like silk and flying like butterflies. In an instant, his upper body was naked, naked, revealing his strong body.

However, his strong upper body had no beauty. Because the blood tendons were like the roots of an old tree, tangling around his upper body, looking very terrifying.

"This is……"

At first glance, Qi Xiang was slightly surprised: "Are you intoxicated?"

"roar!"

Xiaoqi suddenly opened his mouth. His two tiger teeth were crystal clear and shining, but they felt a bit ferocious.

At this time, he made a roar similar to a wild beast. His fishy red eyes, ferocious face, and this terrifying roar made him particularly terrifying.

Qi Xiang clearly sensed a strange aura that coiled around Xiao Qi's body and slowly exuded. His power also climbed bit by bit with the changes in his temperament.

In a moment, his radiance flew together, and with him as the center, the air around him condensed and became thinner, creating a very obvious pressure.

Seeing this, Qi Xiang was on guard. The battle was about to break out.

"drop!"

Unpredictable, the sharp whistle sounded through the manor, thrusting through the air and stabbing the eardrums.

It's a strange thing to say. Xiaoqi clearly has lost his mind. But when he heard the whistle, he felt as if he was frightened. He shuddered, then woke up like a dream, then his body softened and fell down...

"What's going on?"

Qi Xiang was stunned. Her eyes turned and she looked inside the manor.

At the same time, someone came out of the manor.

It was a middle-aged man with an iron tower-like body, nearly two meters high and thick arms, one or two points larger than ordinary people's thighs. Such a person must have been a peerless general in ancient times.

Of course, even modern times, it is very rare.

The man approached, Qi Xiang could see clearly and could not help but sigh in his heart, what a man of Yan Zhao was so generous and tragic that he looked like a hero from the North.

Compared with that, Qi Xiang's figure was like a child and was not enough to see. He looked at the person and had to raise his head to see the whole picture.

I saw this man, with an iron tower, looks handsome, and is generous in his face. He had a terrifying aura that was not angry and was terrifying.

However, it was this momentum that made Qi Xiang think. He suddenly felt that this person seemed to be familiar, and he seemed to have seen him somewhere.

But for a moment, he couldn't remember it, which made him very upset.
To be continued...