Sword of Coming

Chen Ping’s toes were twisted and twisted on the tip of the foot, and it seemed to be still adapting to the lighter legs.

He noticed that Ma Kui Xuan had a total of five stones, four in the left hand and one in the right hand.

The horse is bitter and mysterious, looking to the scabbard scabbard, the foreign girl who is empty, smiled and said: "Say, now I am Chen and Ping An single, according to my grandmother's story, in the novel, two Big will be caught in front of the battle, who is not a hero if you call a helper, if you can beat the enemy, the military will be a great boost, even if you win, you will win..."

Ning Yao looked at that horse bitter Xuan was upset, she had never seen such a sloppy guy, the mud collection of the mud bottle alley was deep, and also liked to drop the book bag, all the way to the little master, but others are squatting It is the appearance of a reading seed. In front of this short and lean teenager, the skin is no more than Chen Pingbai, and the eyes are extraordinarily large. The feeling of the whole person is very strange, especially with the acidity of this stomping mouth. Just like the old man painted a half-pound of powder on the old bark, it was so shameful that it was really terrible.

Chen Pingan did not talk to his peers in Xinghua Lane. He bent slightly and suddenly made a force. He straight forward and rushed.

so fast!

Looking at the back of Chen Ping’s rushing away, almost a blink of an eye opened with him more than two feet. Rao is a well-informed Ning Yao. It’s hard to avoid feelings. This is not to say that Chen Ping’s peers are all over the world. Among them, he was able to fly faster than the fox rabbit. This is not a problem in itself. Naturally, it is not the case. In this cage of the world, Chen Ping can rely on only a few years of watermilling. My body is hard to get to this point, this is the place that Ning Yao admire most.

Ning Yao thought for a moment, could it be a kind of talent?

The distance between the two teenagers is only half of the time.

Chen Pingan has even been able to clearly see that a series of subtle changes in the face of Ma Xiu Xuan, after a moment of surprise, turned into fear, quickly returned to calm, and then he did not hesitate to lift his arms, the entire slender arm, bursting out an amazing explosive force.

Always staring at the horse bitter Xuan right hand quiet Chen Ping, no longer straight ahead, immediately between the right to the right.

Ma Weixuan’s arm suddenly had a subtle pause, and his wrist shook. The goal was to escape from the straight line.

The spurt of the stone is coming, but although it is not as terrible as the move of Zhengyang Mountain, it still cannot be underestimated. Chen Ping, who should have been in a hurry, did not stop. The waist was twisted and the upper body was sideways. The stone just disappeared from the front, and the hair in front of the sandals was wrapped up by the breeze.

Ma Bianxuan has a left hand with the remaining stones, and one of the stones just falls into the right hand palm.

The short teenager in Xinghua Alley did not seem to be able to solve Chen Ping’s safety in the second shot, so he did not stay in the same place and began to run to the right hand side. At the same time, the pickpocket threw a second stone.

The sandals and teenagers suddenly bent down without warning, and their hands almost touched the ground. The stone quickly swept from the back and wiped Chen’s thin shirt. Fortunately, it was just a bruise. It looked like a scar. Not deep.

At this point, the distance between the two people was nearly halfway.

Although Ma Kuixuan also realized that it was necessary to open the distance, but Chen Ping’s sprinting was too arrogant, setting off the transfer position between Ma’s bitter and hurried, as if the old cow pulled the car, so Chen Chen The black face of Ping An is getting closer and closer, and the strong and bright eyes of the sandals and teenagers are especially dazzling. On the contrary, Ma Weixuan apparently showed a hesitant look. He was giving up the idea of ​​throwing stones and decisively retreating. Still desperate, throwing the winner on the third stone?

Ma Kui Xuan hesitated, contrasting Chen Ping’s past, forming a stark contrast.

At this moment, the sandals and teenagers, where is the half of the mud bottle lanes rotten good people look like?

In this critical moment of life and death, Ma Kuo Xuan stepped back and waved his arm again.

Obviously, Ma Weixuan believes in the stones in his hands.

This is a lonely boy who has never had a fight with people. He has never liked to stay with his peers since he was a child. It is more like a wild cat scorpion than Chen Ping or Gu Yu. He likes to grab a stone when something is ok, and throw it while walking. Of course, the strength is very light, seemingly casual play, no one is going to be a matter of course, but Ma Bianxuan is on the shore under the bridge, no one is left. At that time, it will be watered alone. A slightly thinner stone can often hit dozens of rafts on the water and hit the inner wall of the opposite stone arch bridge. It will be crushed, powerful, and handy. Imagine it.

Ma Bianxuan often squats on the back of the green cow, using stones to swim in the water. Regardless of whether you can hit the fish, there are almost no stones in the stone that the teenager throws into the water.

Therefore, in the ancestral home of the Xinghua Alley, in the yard, or on the roof, the bodies of several birds are often lying, and the flesh is blurred.

The two are separated by a dozen steps. Before they escaped the stone of the horse, Xu Ping’s body shape is more agile and light, and there is no place to reveal the strong bones. The sandals and teenagers are like a fluttering The leaves of the tree, but when Chen Ping and Ma Bianxuan are about to collide, Chen Pingan finally shows the "heavy" side, three consecutive steps, both fast and fierce, full of tension, landing like a hammer and a sword, lifting The feet are like the roots of a mountain.

Three steps, close at hand.

Ma Kuixuan still couldn't have time to throw out the stones. It is reasonable to say that the general trend has gone.

However, Chen Pingan did not come from a shock, but there is still no retreat. Because the situation is urgent, it is not allowed to sneak into the cliff. It is better to take a leap and take a risk.

Horse bitter Xuan mouth twitched, smiled and played, left hand loosened, lost the remaining stones, raised the right hand to make a fist, so the homeopath is a punch out.

He first digged a trap for Chen Ping, the so-called suspicious, deliberately giving Chen Pingan a chance to get close, even why he chose to use the stone as an offensive means, all of which is a careful plan of the apricot flower. It’s gone. In order to show the enemy weak, the muddy boy who can slip away from the old man's hand, seduce to his side, let this Chen Ping himself come to the door!

The distance between the arms is the distance from the punch.

Chen Pingan is a left-handed child who is not too obvious, so he and the hard-handed fist of Ma Bianxuan hit hard.

At the moment when the fists collided, almost at the same time, the two teenagers went to each other's legs.

Chen Pingan and Ma Bianxuan flew out at the same time and fell to the mud.

The two separated by more than 20 steps, Ma Bianxuan climbed up, kneeling on one knee, breathing heavily, he raised his arm and released his fist, because the stone of the palm has not been thrown out, so at this time the juvenile palm, though It can't be said that the flesh and blood are blurred, but it is already scarlet and shocking.

The horse bitter Xuanqiu mouth, licked his stomach, his eyes were hot, and he laughed loudly at Chen Pingan: "Chen Pingan! Do you dare to come again?!"

Chen Ping’s left hand is even worse, because before the killing of Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian in the alley, the palm of the hand was severely cut by the broken porcelain. During this time, although the secret herbs passed down from Yangjiapu were applied, but the wounds were damaged. One hundred days of bones, the young body is tough again. After all, it is not the kind of gods of life and death, meat and bones. Therefore, Chen Ping is more disadvantaged with this fist.

Chen Pingan wrapped the left hand of the cotton cloth, and he was already shaking involuntarily. The blood oozing out of the cotton cloth and falling on the grass on the feet.

Chen Ping deliberately took a deep breath, so she clearly felt the sting of the abdomen. He wanted to determine the extent of the pain and how much impact it would have on his subsequent actions.

This is customary.

Chen Pingan is a poor man. Because he has too few things, he is extraordinarily concerned. In contrast, the rich children like Song Zhenglu Lu Zhenghao will never care about a few copper coins in their pockets. This is a big deal. Of course, peace can't. Therefore, Chen Ping’s impression is always with the words of restraint, warmth and tolerance. The young man should be vigorous and vigorous, but not so much. As for the inexplicable ran out, he must be killed with Chen Pingning’s Yao. Ma Kuo Xuan, probably belongs to the unreasonable freak, Ning Yao can at least use the sharp edge to describe, Ma Kuantu this is completely confusing.

Chen Pingan did not turn his head, and his back to Ning Yao gently waved his hand and signaled that he was fine.

Ma Kuo Xuan slowly stood up, and before he got up, the young man grabbed a bunch of weeds and wiped away the blood of his hands.

Chen Ping followed up.

Ma Kuo Xuan took the lead and was initially stepped out of two mud pits.

The lean teenager of this skinny monkey was so incredulous that he jumped high and one knee slammed into the oncoming Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan’s fist hits the horse bitterly, and the knee hits the knee, but the horse is biting forward in the air, and the punch is slamming on the forehead. The horse’s original bent and curled feet are instantly stretched out. Come, Chen’s chest is leaning back on his body.

Chen Pingan is like being hammered by a sledgehammer, and at the same time being hit by a chest, he almost fell back to the ground.

Ma Bianxuan’s body rolled in the air, and after squatting, he continued to sneer at the front and rushed to the front of Chen Ping’s body, which was only half-picked up.

Chen Pingan's arms are staggered in front of him, and his left arm is in the outer right arm, and he protects his heart and face.

Chen Pingan was kicked out by this foot, but the center of gravity was extremely low, and the key was protected. There was no **** picture.

Rolling all the way.

Ma Kui Xuan is not forgiving, and continues to rush.

When Chen Pingan stopped and rolled back the momentum, unconsciously, intentionally or unintentionally, the whole person became a knee-squatting, bent-and-running posture.

The horse bitter and mysterious look is a stagnation.

In the next moment, Chen Pingru’s arrow, which was smashed by a strong bow, instantly came to Ma’s body, and the speed was fast. Compared with before, it was judged as two people.

Show the enemy weak.

Chen Ping will also.

Ma Bianxuan had no time to punch, and Chen Ping’s shoulder hit his chest. The horse bitter Xuanyuan retreated, and there was a colic in the abdomen. Instinctively bowed his head and the left ear temple was used by Chen Ping. The arm swept across the middle, and the situation was heavy. Before the teenager, who had prevailed in the apricot flower lane, he flew out in a squatting posture.

Chen Pingan suddenly grabbed the feet and feet of Ma Bianxuan, and took a week of horse bitterness. He screamed and slammed the short boy who was only over 90 pounds into the distance!

Just hit a sitting statue with a broken half body, about one and a half feet high, if there is no accident, Ma Kuo Xuan is destined to be very miserable.

However, the horse bitter Xuan Zang does not rely on foreign objects, personally created an "accident."

His two feet stepped on the head of the statue, and then instantly bent and instantly stretched. The whole person, through a huge rebounding force, had the same effect as Chen Heping's previous calculations, and rushed toward the opponent on the distant ground.

However, Ma Bianxuan suddenly horrified.

I saw Chen Ping’s standing in the same place, raising his arm high. I don’t know when, he had a short knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife pointed straight to the horse that was rushing.

The so-called "self-seeking death" that the world calls is probably the case.

Even if Chen Ping’s hand holding the knife is shaking violently, but it is enough to smash the body of the horse, the difference is only in the entrance is the arm, the head or the chest.

Even if Ma Weixuan is deeply in a desperate situation, although he is terrified, he does not give up his mind. He has to reverse his body, even if it is only a trace, he must let himself deviate from the tip of the knife.

At this time, a slender figure appeared between the two teenagers.

It is a middle-aged man with a long sword and a tiger-like charm at his waist.

I didn't see how he shot, and Ma Kuantu turned around like a dragon. It not only landed on his feet, but also stood straight beside the man.

Then the man with a negative sword turned his head and looked at the knife-holding teenager who stepped back. He smiled with unrecognized applause in his eyes and whispered softly: "You two played this time and played well."

Chen Ping’s mouth oozes bloodshot and takes a step back.

The man smiled and proposed: "I am going to save the horse bitterness, I owe you a human condition, so after I go out, I will convince Zhengyangshan to move the mountain to give up the killing of the two of you, how?"

Ning Yao came to Chen Pingan.

The monk from Zhenwushan, who looked at the girl deeply, said to Chen Pingan: "You don't have the qualification to bargain, and you promise to nod. If you don't agree, you will continue to be silent. If you feel unfair, don't be reconciled, then If you can still escape from the old man's hands, then you can leave the town and go to Zhenwushan to find me and ask for justice."

Chen Pingan took away the clothes knife that Ning Yao loaned to himself, hid it in the right sleeve, and nodded to the man of Zhenwushan: "If there is a chance, I will."

Ma Kuo Xuan just wants to talk, the man is indifferent: "The dead are even less qualified to talk to the living."

Ma Bianxuan licked his lips and he really bowed his head.

One big and one small, this pair of Zhenwushan mentoring, and gradually gone.

Chen Pingan sat down on the ground.

Ning Yao quickly squatted down and worried: "What is the most serious injury? Lu Daochang that prescription, do you also need it?"

The young man with a bruised face and a bruised internal pain said: "Do not tighten, but also know where the pain is, indicating that the injury is not too bad. Right, if the old man came over at this time..."

"Come on!"

The girl also sat on the ground and fluttered. "You have been there, waiting for me, what are you afraid of!"

Chen Pingan did not say the latter half of the sentence, he had to sneak back.

Ning Yao suddenly smiled brightly, extended his hands and gave a thumbs up to the sandals boy. "Handy!"

Before that, I have never felt that I am a great teenager in this life, and I hold back my smile on my lips, deliberately making myself more light and light.

But in fact, anyone can see his open mind.

The spring breeze is very proud.