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His right hand flashed in the void and retreated his right foot. Miyamoto Musashi immediately condensed an illusory barrier in front of him.

Sure enough, Li Bai's sword just stabbed the boundary condensed by Miyamoto Musashi, and it was difficult to move forward any more.

Miyamoto Musashi smiled and turned his right hand. He immediately held the Tang Dao in the palm of his hand.

Then, when he was still passive defense, he suddenly released fierce and stabbing energy.

In the face of such powerful energy, Li Bai was directly forced from active attack to passive defense. His body jumped back lightly and opened a certain distance from Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi: I have eighteen knives.

Eighteen swords, hehe, Li Bai's sword is next.

Miyamoto Musashi has bullied himself. He holds the knife in his right hand, and a blue vigorous Qi is attached to the blade.

When Li Bai saw his right hand coming from left to right, he put his sword on his chest to bear his powerful attack.

For a moment, Mars was everywhere.

Miyamoto Musashi has 18 knives. Now Li Bai has taken the next knife. Li Bai wanted to take the opportunity to attack. He broke his 18 swords and let him grow his 18 swords!

However, the 18 sabres of Miyamoto Musashi are not that simple at all. When his right hand crossed to the left side of his body, he quickly handed over his left hand.

Between the electric light and flint, holding the knife with the right hand becomes holding the knife with the left hand.

At the moment, the tip of Miyamoto Musashi's sword was still connected with Li Bai's long sword. He was smooth.

At the junction of the tip of the knife, there were rolling sparks again.

This second knife is far less simple than the first knife. Li Bai felt that his blade seemed to bear a force of thousands of kilograms.

Facing such a terrible attack, he had to hand over his left hand, and his body burst into a crimson light invisible to the naked eye.

Gradually, Li Bai's long sword was covered with crimson light. The second Dao against Miyamoto Musashi is a little handy.

The eighteen sabres of Miyamoto Musashi are strong in one word, which can be said to be dizzying. After the right-hand knife stabbed, immediately change the left-hand knife, one knife after another, like a cutting machine,

Li Bai was repelled 17 steps by Miyamoto Musashi and resisted 17 knives. Now the sword in his hand was trembling, as if it had been severely hit in his right arm by a big hammer.

Facing the 17th Dao, Li Bai was a little unsure.

You must turn defense into attack!

Miyamoto Musashi's 17th sword came from the right. Li Bai held the handle in his right hand with the sword tip down.

Before, they all received knives with both hands. Facing these two knives, Li Bai only used his right hand.

Why?

His right hand barely supported him. When Miyamoto Musashi's blade pierced over half, the blade in Li Bai's right hand pierced down fiercely.

In this way, the hand guard of the long sword pressed down Miyamoto Musashi's Tang Dao with an arrogant to powerful energy against the back of the sword until the long sword in Li Bai's hand plunged into the horizon.

Eighteen dollars. I only let you use seventeen dollars today.

Miyamoto Musashi is fast enough, but Li Bai is faster than him. His right foot is in the river. He is like a rotating windmill.

When I looked at them, I saw Li Bai riding on Miyamoto Musashi's neck, but he was still low in the waist and holding his long sword in his right hand.

"Poop!"

The long sword was brought out of the river and splashed a lot of soil. Li Bai took a long sword and straightened his waist suddenly.

In an instant, just in an instant, Li Bai took a long sword and stabbed it into Miyamoto Musashi's back and out along his stomach.

He was dripping with blood, slid along the blade to the tip of the sword, and finally dropped into the river.

With his left hand on Miyamoto Musashi's head, Li Bai's body burst up and stood upside down directly.

That posture is so handsome that there is no limit.

At this time, Miyamoto Musashi's heart is still beating and his nostrils are already breathing.

It's funny to want 18 knives to understand Li Bai's life.

Since you wanted to kill me before, I won't complain if I kill you now?

His left hand was still pressed on Miyamoto Musashi's brain. Li Bai bent his left arm slightly, and the long sword of his right hand slipped on his neck.

The blood splashed out instantly, and the blood mist floated in the air.

Li Bai turned three somersaults in the void and finally landed on the ground safely.

Hehe, you have Zhang Liangji. I have a wall ladder. How about this green lotus sword song!

Now Li Bai has turned into a sword. When he penetrated Miyamoto Musashi's body for the first time, he paused slightly.

At this time, looking at him, it was a cyan phantom.

Miyamoto Musashi has 18 swords, and Qinglian sword song is not only one sword.

Finally, around Miyamoto Musashi's body, four cyan phantoms appeared in four relative directions.

In the last sword of Qinglian sword song, Li Bai didn't see which direction he penetrated Miyamoto Musashi, as if he had drilled out of Miyamoto Musashi's body.

His figure was cyan, gradually turned crimson, and finally condensed in the river.

With a "pop", Miyamoto Musashi fell heavily in the river.

Lu Haotian quickly danced his thumbs, returned to his square tower and pressed the return button.

After a while, Gao Xijun sent a message from there: great, but a head between you and me can't decide the outcome of the game.

In fact, what Gao Xijun said has a lot of water.

Who is Lu Haotian? Next, under his leadership, the team went to victory.

Li Bai: Miyamoto, I'm sorry!

Miyamoto Musashi: dare you have another game in private?

Li Bai: No.

Lu Haotian stretched a long stretch and said with a smile, "comfortable!"

Wang Jiang immediately flattered: "brother Hao is a cow. It's clearly a headwind situation. I can lead us to victory. It's powerful!"

Lu Haotian waved his hand and said with a smile, "it's just a game. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

If it were normal, Jiang Leilei would have a big quarrel with Lu Haotian, but this time she was very quiet and kept pressing the keyboard with an Apple phone.

About a minute later, she jumped up from her seat as if the world were hers.

She smiled and said, "cousin, guess who I talked to just now?"

"Don't sell off, say it quickly!" Mu ruoxian smiled and patted Jiang Leilei's calf gently.

Jiang Leilei squinted and gently shook her head. She was so complacent that she smiled and said, "Gao Xijun, he texted me that I had a good time and asked if I could play with him in the future."

Mu ruoxian smiled: "Yo Yo, who am I? It's your male god. It's coming this autumn. How can I have good luck?"

Jiang Leilei said with a smile, "there's no way. The peach blossom has come and can't be stopped. Just now he winked at me!"

"You'd better be careful of him!" Lu Hao said.