Senior Brother, Let's Fight
Chapter 81:Senior Brother, Let's Fight
Something was evident from the smile on Suzanne’s face.
Su Qin had turned around, his eyes fell on Liu Yangang and Mulou, and then he went to Muliu's New Year, smiled slightly, and said, "Please."
The face of the year is cold, but the face of Liu Yangon on one side is slightly white.
They were shocked by the power of the snow sword in the hand of the ink dust, and they wondered what it meant that in this case, Su Qin's direct challenge was, because in their view, the more eager people to lose, the more they often did not fight at the end.
“Brother Zhang Yi.”
Ding Ning's eyes were withdrawn from the snow sword in the ink dust hand, and he crunged his eyebrows at Zhang Yi and said softly: "If you want to shoot, you can shoot now, if you let Su Qin solve the year, he will definitely deal with us with the ink and Liu Yangon next."The three of us seem to be weak, and Liu Yangang should not refuse Sukhin's invitation."
Zhang Yi looked slightly bitterly and said softly: "Suzhu Qin brother is now dealing with outsiders, how can I first deal with him, if it is really as you say, then I will do my best to fight, see if I can protect you."
Ding Ning looked at him helplessly and said seriously, "Brother Zhang Yi, you are really a woman's benevolent."
Zhang Yi turned to look at him and said sincerely, "The same disciple's benevolence and fraternity first, I am a big brother, no matter what others can do, I must first set an example."
Ding Ning looked at him and thought of someone who had once, and he fell silent and remembered the wall of his home.
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"You should have understood why I found you at this point."
Looking at the year of Murou, who had no movement in front of him, Su Qin said, "Because you are weaker than others."
His voice, though dull, could instantly provoke anger.
The eyes of the year burned instantly.
With a loud noise, his sword was out of the sheath.
His sword body was also unusually straight, but as his five fingers tightened on the hilt of the sword, the sword was a slight sound, and many bends popped.
His sword looked like a fish bone.
This is the unique fish spine of Yanmen County, each bend in the battle, it is possible to lock the other side's sword, so that the other side's sword can not follow the trend.
There was no stay, and the fish-chid sword in Mulou's hand instantly turned into dozens of sword shadows, heading toward the Su Qin cage in front of him.
These dozens of sword shadows are the real shadow left by the fish-riding sword when it is rapidly stabbing in the air, and they all have real swords, completely like a real sword flying in the air.
However, in the face of these swords, Su Qin was only a mocking smile.
His left hand waved, and a thick real element poured into the hilt of the sword in his hand.
The purple sword swung.
Just a purple sword shadow, but dozens of oncoming swords are broken.
Mulius roared year after year.
All the strength in his body surged without reservation, and in the moment when his real sword body intersects with the long sword in Sukhin's hand, several bends on his sword's spine lock the sword body of Sukhin.
However, when there was a loud explosion, he only felt that the hand was hot, even if he locked the body of Sukhin's sword, the fish spine in his hand was still brought to the side of the body by an uncorversible force.
Su Qin smiled faintly, with the influx of a real yuan again, the rapid bending of the long sword in his hand, a moon-shaped sword light, straight into the bosom of the year.
Muriu only discovered at this time that although he had locked up Sukhin's sword, the real situation was like that of Su Qin, which locked his sword.
Looking at the light of the sword cut into his arms, he breathed a pause and flew back.
Even so, there was a blood on his chest.
Looking at this amazing sword, the ink dust held the hilt of the ferret sword tighter, but the face of Liu Yang was more pale.
"He's really strong."
She looked at the long sword of Sukhumer, and she looked at the fish-ridged sword that had really slipped from Sukhin like a fish bone, and fell into the fish spine of the soil below, she calmly asked Zhang Yi, "What kind of sword is this long sword in his hand?"
"Shu Qin's brother's sword is called purple Su."Zhang Yi looked at her and Ding Ning, and said solemnly: "With the wind willow sword sutluch he majored, his sword is really like a ripple in the wind, soft and thousands of changes."And now Su Qin brother Yue Gang, compared to the previous years has made great progress.
"I won't shoot you, because there will be three winners in the end."Su Qin took the sword, looked at the pale Liu Yangon on one side, and said slowly: "I know that your Yangon sword is good, and your name has a willow word, and the sword I have built also has a willow word, and we are also a fate."You can fight with me and the dust.As long as we can defeat Zhang Yi, Ding Ning and Nanguo, we are the final winners of this sacrificial sword test.”
A shock to the body of Liu Yangon.
He took a deep breath involuntarily, and the pale moment of his face turned into a strange red halo.
"The final victory and the green-fat jupper are more powerful than any other word.It seems that everything is really in your misfortune to say."Nan Gong Cechi's eyes narrowed slightly, "Brother Zhang Yi, you go to deal with ink dust, I will drag Su Qin."Ding Ning, you go to Liu Yangon.As long as Brother Zhang Yi can defeat the ink dust, I can hold Sukhin, and if Ding Ning you can directly defeat Liu Yangon, the three of you will be the final winner.If you can't beat it, you'll wait for Brother Zhang Yi... I'll do my best to delay you for a little longer."
Zhang Yi looked at the South Palace and hesitated, “Doesn’t it seem good?”
"Of course it's not good."Ding Ning laughed.
Zhang Yi and Nan Gong Ceiling looked at him very much, and did not understand why he could still laugh so brilliantly at this time.
"I have a better choice."
Ding Ning looked at the three people who were already slowly walking and whispered: "Brother Zhang Yi, you go to deal with ink dust, Nanmiya, you go to Liu Yangon."
Zhang Yi and Nanguo Zechi, asked in unison: “So what about you?”
Ding Ning looked at the two people with the eyes of an idiot and said, "The rest of me and Su Qin, of course, I will deal with Su Qin."
Zhang Yi frowned, and in turn looked at Ding Ning with an idiot's eyes, "How do I not understand the small master and sister where is your plan?" 」
Ding Ning laughed and said, "Her plan, in any way sacrificed herself, my plan, I can let the three of us win in the end, of course, more than a little better."
Nan Gong Cebu also looked at Ding Ning with the eyes of an idiot: "Three won in the end?"“You mean you can beat Suzanne?”
Ding Ning nodded extremely seriously: "I know you don't believe it, but I really can."
The South Palace and the South Gate looked at each other.
"Little brother, I know that you are very talented, but at this time, your words sound to some self-denial, lying to us."He said, “That’s not good.”
Nan Gong took a deep breath, looked at Ding Ning, and said, "Give me a reason to believe you."
Ding Ning looked at her, nodded, and said, "I still have something hidden... and I have seen the wind willow sword sutras in the curvature in the cursive hole."
Referring to the scrolling hole, Nan Gong Ceiling suddenly thought of a lot of things, her mood was suddenly excited and nervous, but she was still somewhat inconfirmed, and doubted: "You really have carefully looked at the wind willow sword sutm?"
Looking at her clear eyes, Ding Ning was a little embarrassed, after all, he did not even know where the wind willow sword was in the cursory hole, he did not pay any attention to this sword, but he still showed a very certain look on his face, "Of course."
He said, “Little brother...”
Ding Ning was a little angry, said: "The woman's benevolence, even if it is, then mother-in-law's mother, I will curse!"
"I choose to believe you, but if you can't do it, I can get the green-fat jupper, I will give you the green-fat jupper, and then you won't refuse your mother-in-law."Nan Gong took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed a decisive look.
Ding Ning patted his hand: “Sold!”
“Little brother...” Zhang Yi said again.
Ding Ning's eyebrows raised, and he was going to get angry.
"I can only choose to believe you this time."Zhang Yi said immediately.
Ding Nington laughed and said, "Big brother, you're still very good."
However, what made him almost immediately angry was that Zhang Yi walked past him and walked quickly toward the ink dust, but softly said this sentence in his ear:
"But where do we have the wind willow sword scripture in the hole of the white sheep, and the wind willow sword sutras is the family of Su Qin's brother."So, my brother, you lied.To be honest first, especially the girl in Nanguchi, is really good."
“Jian Chen, what do you mean?”
Looking at Zhang Yi, who was facing straight toward the ink dust, Su Qin's eyes contracted slightly and sneered, "Your opponent is me."
"Choosing who to be your opponent is not something you can decide."Nan Miyagi raised the iron sword of fish scales in his hand and pointed it at Liu Yangang: "Brother Yangon, I will come to teach you the Yangon sword."
Liu Yangang is a little bit, can not help but look at Sukhin.
Su Qin also did not understand, frowning at Ding Ning.
Ding Ning laughed and cried in a tone that seemed very hypocritical and very fleshy: "Brother Su Qin, come to war!"
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