This group of experts are not frightened because Qin Shuangbo, such an extraordinary swordsmanship master, obviously can’t find a lady Lian Ji who can match the enemy if she still defeats the other sword.
Wutai monks said, "If Qin Xian is in a bad situation, please ask Miss Duanmu to come up with a clever plan to help Qin Xian with one arm."
Duanmu Fu sighed with a long sigh, "If the martial arts have reached the level of Qin Xian and others want to defeat her, heaven can help her."
"But you mean that Qin Xian’s result must be lost."
Duan Mufu said, "No one can think of the ending of my humble opinion."
At this time, Mrs. Lian Ji continued to focus on the sword, but the sharp edge seemed to weaken a lot.
However, if we continue to focus on the central plains, the eyebrows will be stretched to the point where Lei Shixiong hums heavily. "Miss Duanmu comes to martial arts and Qin Xianzu has the strength to easily defeat the other side. Less than 20 strokes have already formed a losing potential."
Duanmu Fu said, "This is because the other side has developed a kind of mind-strange kung fu. If Qin Xian tries his best to defeat the convenience when he begins, the longer Qin Xian fights, the more dangerous he will be, and his life will be worried. Therefore, when they fight for ten strokes, I already know that Qin Xian is difficult to win by the other side’s mind."
Everyone looked at the Shule Buddhist and saw that he was grinning from time to time, and his face was full of pride, which proved that Duanmu Fu’s guess was extremely correct, and the hero of the Central Plains who watched the battle on the shore also saw the fact that Qin Shuangbo was very unfavorable from the faces of all the masters floating on both sides.
The two women in the challenge have seen that they have fought fifty strokes. Qin Shuangbo has become more and more abnormal. Sword strokes are often issued but not issued. Such masters are hesitant in their hearts, and they are still defeated and killed. The situation has been reflected in the weapon’s flaws and dangers.
If Mrs. Lian Ji’s knife skills were not getting weaker and weaker, Qin Shuangbo would have been injured by a knife at this moment and never played well again because Mrs. Lian Ji also failed to seize the opportunity, so Qin Shuangbo failed to take advantage of the gap even though she showed her flaws several times.
No one can guess that Qin Shuangbo will be defeated by the knife. People in the Central Plains are so anxious that they almost can’t bear to have Tong, Qingxia Feather Soil, Monk Yan, Flying Whip Kong Xiang and others. If the other party allows Qin Shuangbo to be stabbed on behalf of others, they will certainly go to Taiwan without hesitation.
Cui Abo’s eyes are full of hope, and suddenly he reaches out with a zigzag turn and pokes Kong Xiang’s back gently. Kong Xiang suddenly turns stiff and moves the yellow shirt. The old man’s eyes still keep looking around. Suddenly, he turns to Tong Point, but he is shocked that he wants to dodge but he can’t come. But he feels that his limbs are numb and he has been able to move Cui Abo’s turn to stop two masters from floating on the platform. I’m afraid Duan Mufu is the only one who found out the truth and she instructed Cui Abo to make moves.
The yellow-shirted old man seems to have no mind about winning or losing in the ring. Now he moves his left arm several steps quietly, and his fingers are hooked. He has caught Peng Dian. Although his body is numb, he can still twist his head to watch the shooter. It turns out that Cui Aber nodded to him in an instant, and Cui Aber immediately let go and returned to his place. These moves are all going on without disturbing people.
The monk Yan throat suddenly growled because he saw Qin Shuangbo was on the verge of life and death. If he had to stand up, he would have to replace her first. If you say it later, he was about to leave, but his shoulders were tightened by a huge palm, and he immediately looked sideways, but he saw Cui Abo staring at him and shaking his head again and again
Of course, what he means is not to let the monks take the stage, but since the situation is so dangerous and critical, how can he think about it and let Qin Shuangbo die? Cui Abo found that there was opposition in his eyes, and the strength of his five fingers suddenly made him feel numb and unable to move.
The two beautiful women in the challenge are more and more sloppy and sluggish, but Mrs. Lian Ji still grasps the initiative to enter the offensive. Kong Xiang, Tong, Peng Dian, Yan and others in this institute have successively decided to rush to Taiwan to replace Qin Shuangbo.
However, because Cui Abo has been ordered to closely monitor these people, they have been blocked one after another, so the ring war is still going on.
At this time, Taiwan has been fighting for hundreds of tricks. Suddenly, Qin Shuangbo’s long sword gushed out seven swords and enveloped Mrs. Lian Ji.
This sudden and amazing performance made all the people in the western regions stunned and suddenly stopped.
Anti-Central Plains heroes unconsciously shouted and shouted, and burst into thunderous applause. Cui Abo turned out like the wind in the excitement, and released the acupuncture points of Tong and Kong Xiang.
But seeing that Qin Shuangbo has suddenly recovered his agility and agility in the past, the sword in his hand conjured up a thousand swords and put the other side up tightly. Her face and expression must have changed earlier, because she looked particularly calm and calm at this moment, which made people forget the sadness in their hearts.
She made six or seven moves, each of which was strange and exquisite. Even the onlookers felt like a cloud of smoke. It was from a peek that she made these moves, and the strange swordsmanship suddenly withdrew her sword.
Seeing that Mrs. Lian Ji’s knife-dancing and chopping by herself is very messy, her eyes are glazed over and she has obviously fallen into mental disorder.
Qin Shuangbo looked at her and still paid great attention to Shule Buddhist frowned and said a few words to Mona. "Qin Xian, my sister Lianji has lost. Can you let her go?"
Qin Shuangbo slowly moved her eyes, smiled faintly, and gently moved Lian from the ring in the deafening cheers. When her eyes moved, Lian Ji immediately stopped wielding a knife and chopping her, and then she hobbled back to her own array.
Duanmu Fu congratulated Qin Shuangbo, then stepped to the table and raised his hands. All eyes were on this beautiful girl.
Duan Mufu said, "We have won by luck in these two days. According to the rules, we have already won, so it is important to hold ten competitions in the day."
Thousands of people cheered and shouted, and their emotions were unusually warm. If Qin Shuangbo hadn’t won such a hard battle in the last game, everyone wouldn’t have paid so much attention to this achievement.
Duanmu Fu raised his hand again to teach the heroes to be quiet. Then he added, "Of course, the Shule Buddhist has decided to finish ten fights in the day, because the Shule Buddhist has not yet performed a unique skill."
Buddhist Shule also walked to the front of the floating platform and replied, "Good! How can a seat come from the western regions and go home quietly without a show? "
He is fluent in Chinese, and his words are very elegant. He is not an ordinary warrior, but he is more extraordinary than the first master in the Western Regions.
Duan Mufu said, "This statement of Buddhist is reasonable. If we can fight for the front and win in ten games, Buddhist can boast that it has swept the enemy in the Central Plains."