Zheng Dahu and Tie Sanniu were like roosters in a rage.

In the end, the family members were captured, and the two softened up, no longer as tough as before.

Zheng Dahu said: "Fourth brother, oh... Mr. Zhao, although we have some misunderstandings, we will finally get married, so we can get together and break up, how about it?"

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly and said, "How can we get together and get out?"

Zheng Dahu gritted his teeth and said: "You, your subordinates, and your subordinates' family members, go down the mountain together, and I will never stop them!"

Of course, the premise is that Zhao Qiu's subordinates will never harm their family members in the backyard.

He Ergou on the side frowned deeply, and said: "Master, we can't let the tiger go back to the mountain! If there is no hostage for him, I'm afraid the Zhao family will besiege our Dazhai in the future!"

Tie Sanniu looked displeased, and said, "Second brother, our Heifengshan Dazhai has been operating for decades. After these years of looting, the food and daily necessities are enough to last for three to five years. Even if the government and the Zhao family are besieged , and never be afraid!"

"Third, you are too short-sighted!" He Ergou said.

Tie Sanniu snorted coldly, and said, "Second brother, you are alone, so of course you won't feel backache while standing and talking!"

He Ergou didn't get angry, and shouted: "You! You..."

Zheng Dahu said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhao, I let you go down the mountain, and you let the people in the backyard go. From then on, we will cut off all ties and become passers-by! How about it?"

"Bang!"

Zhao Qiu's right hand was as quick as lightning, and he removed the thick back knife from his back.

With a knife in hand, ghosts and gods will not stay!

Zhao Qiu sneered and said, "That's not enough. Ever since I went up the mountain, the second head of the family has been doing things secretly. Today he must be killed! If he is killed, everything will be easy to talk about!"

The Seven Kills and Tanlang sword techniques, in Zhao Qiu's hands, turned into a rain of silvery white swords.

At the beginning, his saber techniques were endlessly complicated, and each move was different.

Pulling, belting, lifting, grid, hitting, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, cutting, washing and other routines are fully unfolded. He is like a swimming dragon, and his momentum is like flowing water. , just like flowing clouds and flowing water, the water will come naturally, and it is natural.

So far, the knife technique has been accomplished.

He Ergou's body was not tall at first, even a little short, in the midst of this series of saber techniques, it seemed that he was about to be split in half in a moment.

In this extremely dangerous situation, Zheng Dahu and Tie Sanniu hesitated and did not help each other.

"Because the heart does not move, the form disappears."

He Ergou muttered something, his heart was clear, and he kept his own heart.I saw his body, moving and dodging quickly, avoiding a sharp killing move.

Even though Zhao Qiu was well-informed, he was inevitably attracted by He Ergou's body and footwork.

It seems that his movement and footwork are not limited by the moves, but more like the sword move, his mind moves, and the movement comes into being.

Everything seems to be accidental, but it seems inevitable.

Suddenly, He Ergou's left and right hands pinched fingers together, sometimes his right hand rested on his right knee, with the fingers touching the ground; sometimes his thumb and forefinger intertwined, and the rest of the fingers stretched out naturally; sometimes his right hand was lifted up to his chest, palm facing outward, Five fingers stretch out naturally...

A handprint, suddenly slapped on the back of the thick-backed saber held by Zhao Qiu, and slapped on Zhao Qiu's body.

The saber style in Zhao Qiu's hand changed again and again, and the saber art in his mouth became smoother as he recited it.

Not long after, the two had fought dozens of moves.

Zhao Qiu's saber techniques have gradually become simpler from the previous complicated ones.

Integrate the changes in thousands of knife techniques into one style, simplifying the complexity.

However, He Ergou's handprints are becoming more and more complicated, seemingly endlessly changing.

Zhao Qiu couldn't help admiring in his heart: "Even my cheap father Zhao Changhong, if he fights this He Ergou one-on-one, there may not be any hope of victory!"

After dozens of moves, the thick back saber in Zhao Qiu's hand gradually slowed down.

He Ergou's fingerprints became faster and faster.

Finally, the slow knife in Zhao Qiu's hand slashed at He Ergou's Tianling Gai.

Although his slash was slow, he gathered all his energy and the general trend was going. Even if this slash was extremely slow, He Ergou had no choice but to take it.

If they don't pick it up, the offense and defense will inevitably change, and Zhao Qiu's sword skills will continue, and he will inevitably fail in the future.

Zheng Dahu and Tie Sanniu on the side couldn't see why, but He Ergou who was in the formation was clear about this situation.

I saw He Ergou screamed, his left hand was condensed with a big sun seal, his right hand was condensed with a red moon seal, and when the two seals were lifted up, at the moment when the thick back knife was about to fall, his palms were caught between his palms. Hold the thick back knife.

Zheng Dahu and Tie Sanniu on the side saw the amazing skills of "Master Zhao" and He Ergou, they couldn't help but secretly praised them, and at the same time, they were extremely shocked.

Zheng Dahu's expression was quite dignified, and he said in his heart: "The skill of these two people is far better than mine! If I fight with these two people, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass a hundred moves! My name as a master is just a fake! But May both of these two be hurt, so that I can reap the benefits."

At this critical juncture, in his heart, he was actually worried that the winner of the two would seek to take his position as the head of the family.

He Ergou's palms clamped Zhao Qiu's thick back saber.

After a stalemate for a few breaths, finally, Zhao Qiu's martial arts cultivation was higher than these two dogs.

What's more, Zhao Qiu is condescending and has the upper hand.

The thick back knife finally fell, and He Ergou died.

Afterwards, Zhao Qiu glared at Tie Sanniu, and Tie Sanniu involuntarily took a few steps back after being glared at by the fierce eyes.

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