Chapter 86

Tang Qi seemed to be startled. Looking left and right, he felt that only Lei Heng's martial arts were more powerful, so he walked up to him and asked, "you say, who will lose?"

Lei Heng stared at each sword produced by traceless. Each sword seemed to have been disassembled when he fought with traceless, but now when he saw it, it was specious and confused in his heart.

Just at this time, Tang Qi asked without interest. He didn't think about it. He blurted out: "no trace!"

"No trace?"

Tang Qi seemed to be kicked to the bottom by the donkey, jumped up suddenly, shouted, and then he added.

"Can you see clearly, there is no trace?"

Lei Heng said, "the traceless sword technique is too powerful. He will not lose."

Tang Qi suddenly hugged Lei Heng and said repeatedly, "you still understand."

Frightened, Lei Heng hurriedly pushed him away and jumped away for two steps. His eyes showed fear. Looking at Tang Qi, he was stunned and said, "you've found the wrong person. I don't understand."

Tang Qi ignored him, swayed and strode to Mu Xue's side and said, "I said, brother traceless, how can you lose."

Mu Xue said, "how do you know? Don't you know martial arts? "

Tang Qi said proudly, "I don't understand, but I can read and understand."

However, the words didn't fall, Qin Ji suddenly exclaimed.

Tang Qi was so surprised that he quickly raised his eyes to see Xiang Wuji and Qin Yanjun.

It turned out that Qin Yanjun attacked fiercely and wanted to stab traceless under his sword. Traceless avoided it and was almost stabbed by Qin Yanjun's sword.

Fortunately, his body was flexible. At the critical moment, he jumped two feet. He could avoid the deadly sword, and a strand of hair was cut off and fell to the ground.

Mo Ge shouted, "brother traceless, you can't tolerate it any more!"

Qin Yanjun snorted coldly and said, "who told you to be patient? Today's war will determine life and death! If you don't try your best, you'll die under my sword! "

There was an uproar in the crowd, and someone shouted, "what's the matter with such a vengeful and cruel thing that he killed with a sword?"

There was also a humanitarian: "don't kill him. Wouldn't it be good to ask his father to change Chaolu?"

The color of resentment in Qin Yanjun's eyes became deeper and deeper. The sword in his hand was as fast as the wind and stabbed repeatedly.

There was a twinkle in traceless eyes, the long sword in his hand shook, and three sword shadows appeared. At the same time, he said, "well, in that case, traceless will fight with all his strength!"

He really hesitated at first and didn't want to kill. On the one hand, Qin Yanjun is Mei wanting's fiance. On the other hand, he always thinks that the people of the Qin family treat Mei wanting well and treat themselves well. There may be another reason for Mei wanting's departure.

Qin Yanjun came to Guiyang and fought against himself everywhere. He killed himself and Tang Qi several times. Now he is fighting with his life, which gradually aroused his anger.

Since you want to see life and death, I will accompany you to see life and death! My heart is open. How can I die under your sword?

As soon as I think of this, the Qingyuan sword in my hand is gentle and pleasant, and the sword is like the wind.

A sudden "Ding Ding" sound sounded like firecrackers. The two long swords beat fast. Suddenly, the shadows of the swords were heavy and staggered.

Suddenly, a dull hum came out, the shadow of the sword converged, and the two drifted apart.

A few blood rain, bright red!

Almost everyone held their breath and looked at it.

See a wisp of blood meandering down from Qin Yanjun's left hand and slowly dripping on the ground.

Liu Yun shook his head sadly, and his lips stretched back and forth, but he couldn't spit out a word.

Qin Yanjun snorted coldly and stabbed him with a sword. He felt cold tunnel in his eyes. The long sword in his hand was as tight as a sword and attacked in a series.

Looking at Qin Yanjun's desperate crazy play, everyone was sweating for no trace.

Mo GE's right hand has gently grasped the handle of the knife. If they had not said in advance that they would fight fairly, he would have drawn the knife.

In the twinkling of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed. Traceless thought to himself: "I haven't seen you for a few months. Qin Yanjun's sword skills have improved a lot!"

The young man in royal clothes in the distance was calm and relaxed. When he saw it for a moment, his eyes showed surprise.

He is also a man of sword. He can naturally distinguish the sword technique.

He saw that the traceless sword technique was fierce and varied. It was obviously a very clever sword technique all the way. In addition, his wrist is flexible and different from ordinary people. With the same move, he can make different changes. If it weren't for his weak internal power, this sword technique would be more fierce and domineering.

He felt that traceless was not simple, and his sword technique was even more difficult.

The shadows of the two long swords crisscross, and the two figures are interspersed. At dusk, Qin Yanjun stabbed the traceless right chest with a sword.

The traceless long sword turned and turned sideways at the same time, but it was still a step late. The sword hit the right shoulder, and the Qingyuan sword also crossed Qin Yanjun's right arm.

Although Qin Yanjun was injured again, he still gritted his teeth and attacked. He didn't defend at all, he just attacked desperately.

This traceless is passive. If you fight with it, you may lose both as before. If you blindly defend, you will always be passive.

Dozens of people on the tiger cliff watched the battle and began to clamor. Some people disdained and laughed at Qin Yanjun. At this time, they were shocked by their superb sword skills.

The Qin family sword technique is a family tradition. In the Wulin, there are many rumors and few people have seen it. However, since he can dominate Lingnan, his sword technique naturally has his brilliance.

Today, I saw Qin Yanjun show off. Indeed, he was very overbearing.

The young man's traceless sword technique is even better, but he seems to have a weak foundation of internal power. It's always difficult to see the real power of his sword technique all the way.

The old man beside Zhang Fanzhu showed a strange look in his eyes. He stared at traceless closely. Looking at each sword he cast, he felt deja vu, but he felt specious. The key is in his heart. This sword technique should have been lost.

In everyone's exclamation, the two people's swords were like electricity, and the sound of "Ding Ding" was continuous. Suddenly, they were accompanied by two stuffy hum. The two people suddenly separated, but we didn't see who was injured. Qin Yanjun had jumped on with his sword.

The seventeen words were silently recited in Wuji's heart, and his eyes became clearer and brighter.

After several months of thinking and understanding of many fights, he has gradually understood the seventeen sword formula.

Mo Ge looked and saw a bright red in his left lower abdomen. It was obvious that he had been injured.

His fingers holding the handle of the knife were pale with too much force.

Liu Yun was originally in tears, but he calmed down at this time. She calmly watched the two fight, her eyes looked complex, as if thinking about a very difficult thing to decide.

After a few moves, they each hit the sword. Fortunately, they were not hurt at the key.

Qin Yanjun tried his best. He didn't even look at the injury on his body, so he continued to draw the sword.

After 50 moves, the shadow of the sword finally disappeared.

The two suddenly separated, more than three feet apart, and suddenly stopped.

The traceless right shoulder, left lower abdomen, back, left leg and left arm are red with blood and have been injured in many places.

He stood with his sword, his face getting paler and paler, but his eyes were still clear and bright.

The chest and abdomen fluctuated rapidly. Obviously, there was a fight just now, and the physical strength was seriously wasted.

Qin Yanjun's long sword pointed obliquely to no trace, and his eyes were still cold.

He was bleeding all over, and the wounds on his body could not tell which was the new injury and which was the old injury.

Suddenly, Qin Yanjun burst into a drink and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he pulled up and stabbed the long sword into the air without trace.

No trace clenched his teeth. When Qingyuan sword shook in his hand, he also pulled out his body. Two long swords intersected in the air. With a bloody rain and several sudden "Ding" sounds, they fell to the ground at the same time and staggered a few steps respectively.

When landing without trace, he suddenly felt soft under his feet, knelt on one knee and gasped rapidly.

Mo Ge suddenly pulled out the autumn wind knife, looked at Mo Ge without trace, shook his head gently and smiled softly.

Just this smile, slightly desolate.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Liu Yun shook his head gently, with a terrible color in his eyes.

I saw Qin Yanjun carrying a long sword, hard step by step towards no trace.

Behind him, he left a line of footprints with blood. His long sword also has blood flowing along the blade.

"Qin Yanjun is crazy! It's terrible! "

"It seems that the hatred of robbing his wife is only true! But such a vengeance is not as good as an animal! "

In the crowd's discussion, Qin Yanjun stabbed at Wuji who had not yet stood up with his sword.

Liu Yun, Lei Heng, Tang Qi, Qin Ji and Mu Xue all screamed.

Traceless looked at the stabbing sword and suddenly smiled. Then he fell to the ground like an ape.

With the sound of "Ding" in the flickering cold light, Qin Yanjun took off his long sword and fell into the rubble several feet away.

Everyone opened their eyes and seemed to have forgotten their breathing.

With Liu Yun's voice: "no!" Qingyuan sword stabbed Qin Yanjun's throat like lightning.

Qin Yanjun suddenly stopped, and Qingyuan's sword finger was on his throat, no more than a minute apart. He even felt the chilly air from the blade of Qingyuan sword.

"You lost!"

Traceless although kneeling on one knee, his eyes were still clear and bright, he said calmly. Then he slowly took back Qingyuan sword.

Qin Yanjun was pale and silent for a long time. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spit out a bloody rain. He looked up and fell down.

"Wanting..."

When he fell, he was still struggling to spit out these two words. In his heart, he seemed to be full of despair, unwilling and unconvinced.

I practiced hard for months, but I still lost to this thin boy like a monkey!

Looking at Qin Yanjun who fell slowly, Liu Yun screamed and rushed over like crazy.

Liu Yun reached out to Qin Yanjun, whose face was pale, and his eyes were full of unwilling, resentment and dissatisfaction. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to push away Liu Yun's hand.

He didn't even look at Liu Yun, but looked up at the gloomy sky.

Qin Yuanya picked up Qin Yanjun, and a child of the Qin family picked up Qingshui sword.

Qin Yanjun looked at Wuji who was lifted up by Mo Ge and Tang Qi. His eyes were unconvinced, unwilling and resentment were very clear. His eyes were like a sharp sword stabbing Wuji.