Chapter 135 (2/2)

Suddenly, ye Kurong snorted and stabbed several swords with a long sword in his hand, all pointing to the traceless key. Wielding the Qingyuan sword without trace, he broke all the stabbing swords. At the same time, he breathed out and made a sound. The long sword turned horizontally in the air. The blade with a wisp of cold light rushed to ye Kurong's throat like lightning.

Ye kuerong leaned back, stood on one foot and turned like a top to avoid the deadly sword from traceless. At the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed traceless's right rib.

Once the traceless arm sank, the long sword was tilted, and the stabbing sword was knocked open. At the same time, the castration did not reduce, and stabbed ye Kurong's thigh.

Ye kuerong's body has not yet stood up, and his center of gravity falls on his right foot. This sword is hard to avoid.

Ye kuerong gave a soft drink, and the long sword in his hand suddenly popped out. ”Ding”, the blades of the two swords collided, and he took two steps under his feet and retreated a few feet. He didn't wait to stand still. He leaned forward and stabbed the long sword with the momentum of thunder.

Traceless is catching up. I don't want ye Kurong to change his moves so fast. The sword came in a hurry. He hurried to one side of his body. The long sword revolved with his body and opened the sword. The blade of the sword was close to his left chest. A little slower is the misfortune of the long sword hole chest.

After twenty moves, Yan Gou stopped counting moves, his pupils narrowed slightly, looked at traceless and ye withering, and looked solemn.

”I'll come.”

He suddenly burst into a drink, and his body moved with the sound. He didn't see how to move. Xinchang's figure suddenly pulled up and flew to no trace. With one long arm, he jumped into the air like a goshawk and a rabbit.

Ye Kurong didn't want Yan Gou to do it, but Yan Gou's body method was very fast. He was in the air, his left arm stretched forward, the golden light in his hand was shining, and a golden short knife was shining in the fire.

Wuji saw that the left golden sword suddenly shot, and he felt a chill in his heart. He stabbed the long sword in the air and met the golden sword.

Yan Gou was in the air, the gold knife waved and knocked the sword from the traceless stab. At the same time, the gold knife rotated in the palm of his hand, still castrated, and struck the traceless right wrist like lightning.

Ye Kurong drifted away, the long sword slowly into the sheath, watching Yan Gou fight with no trace.

The traceless arm sank, avoided the lightning knife, turned the wrist, and the long sword turned up unimaginably. At the same time, the body retreated quickly.

He knew the power of the left-hand gold knife. The gold knife changed so fast that it was like lightning and flint. He didn't dare to be careless. After a sword was tilted, he quickly retreated.

Yan Gou gently put his feet on the ground, flew up again, rotated, the gold knife loomed, and flew away without a trace.

When the swords and swords hit each other, there was a soft sound. The gold knife turned around the long sword, sank sharply and cut off the finger holding the sword without trace. This knife changes very quickly and has no trace. If you don't loosen your fingers, you will inevitably lose your fingers. If you loosen your fingers, you will get rid of the long sword.

There was a twinkle in traceless eyes. He suddenly released his hand holding the sword, turned his body sideways, fell to the ground, took it out with his left hand, just caught the handle of the sword and stabbed it with a sword.

This change was also between lightning and flint. Yan Gou never thought that traceless strain would be so fast, and the long sword had been stabbed like lightning. He was so lucky that he whirled up and rolled in the air for a few times before avoiding the unexpected sword without trace.

The traceless sword forced Yan Gou back, turned over, handed the sword to his right hand and looked at Yan Gou calmly.

”Good.”

Yan Gou's mouth spit out two words, his feet overlapped, his body twisted, his left arm stretched out, and the gold knife suddenly cut away without a trace with a sharp wind.

The traceless long sword sticks out and holds the golden sword. The two fought again, and the golden knife was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they attacked with more than ten knives in a series. The long sword in traceless's hand is gentle and flexible, and the sound of sword attack bursts in a series. In the twinkling of an eye, the past five moves will be taken.

Qu Quan's eyes once again showed a strange color. He looked at traceless and ye kuerong standing not far away.

He re judged the swordsmanship of the two young people. It seems that the ten moves Yin Gou said are not casual.

After Yin Gou spit out two words, the golden knife suddenly attacked. The sound of several blows has passed, and no trace has retreated five steps in a row. And a wound has been cut on his left shoulder by a gold knife.

”Ten moves!”

With the two words spitting out from Yan Gou's mouth, the traceless long sword was swung away by the gold knife. At the same time, the golden light flashed in front of him, and the cold air was felt in his neck.