Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Gong Huanyu fell backwards, and actually spun half a circle on the ground with the strength of his heels and calves only, avoiding the stab. He twisted his waist and stood up straight, relying on his height, and swung the knife diagonally towards Zhang Xueming!

Zhang Xueming looked at this scene that went against the principles of human muscle force, silently added 10% of his internal strength, turned around, added 60% of his internal strength to the knife, and swung it diagonally from bottom to top.

The sound of the two swords colliding was louder than the previous one, and there was more internal force contained in it. The two secret guards who had drawn their swords and were ready to climb down the tree to join the battle suddenly felt dizzy and fell from the tree.

Zhang Xueming had no time to pay attention to them. He threw away the spiritual consciousness network after probing it and found that there was still breath. He changed his steps quickly and just entangled the tall man in the dark blue robe and swung his sword!

Swing the knife!!

Swing the knife!!!

Gong Huanyu kept spinning, bending, twisting, dodging, jumping, turning, leaping, and moving, but he was unable to display his steady and powerful martial arts and could only resist in a desperate manner.

no way.

Zhang Xueming's light Kung Fu is light and agile.

Lingbo Weibu, which is known as the "best for escaping" and aims to create a distance between the enemy and the unpredictable, was used by her in the opposite way, reversing the 64 hexagrams of the Book of Changes, and produced the effect of "the body is as elusive as a ghost, and it can flash and teleport."

Her swordsmanship was fierce and domineering, with the momentum to cut off all enemies with an unstoppable force.

The Qilin sword technique is nothing more than a few simple variations of the thirteen basic sword techniques. In her hands, combined with her strong internal strength, it has become a mysterious skill with numerous sword shadows and the power to destroy everything in its path.

The combined power of the two was even more terrifying, causing Gong Huanyu's scalp to tingle and he groaned in pain.

Gong Huanyu was in pain, but Zhang Xueming felt happy.

She hadn't had a good fight with anyone for a long time.

Even though I can't use my full strength this time, at least I can satisfy my craving.

She played happily and joyfully, and forgot her original intention while playing.

In order to play for a while longer, Zhang Xueming deliberately controlled his aim and didn't attack Gong Huanyu's vital points. Later, even when he slashed out with a blade that distorted the air, it was like the outline of a human body, ensuring that Gong Huanyu was constantly injured and still had fighting power.

Fearing that Gong Huanyu would be exhausted too quickly, she held back a little, and Gong Huanyu took the opportunity to use the Three Snow Brushing Moves and the Three Moon Cutting Moves.

These sword techniques learned from the mountain behind the palace gate opened Zhang Xueming's eyes and he felt that today's training was not in vain.

Suddenly, the sword energy in the courtyard was like snowflakes and crescent moons, and the wind was blowing. There was even an illusion of snowflakes flying and the moon's shadow tilted upside down. It didn't look like the martial arts practiced by mortals at all, but more like the sword spirit described in novels that only appears in the world of cultivation.

Zhang Xueming's eyes lit up and he became even more excited. He added another 10% of his internal strength unconsciously, and the knife danced around his body without any leakage.

Listening to the clanging sound of the blade hitting the blade, for the first time in a battle, the Northern War Demon did not calm down to the point of abandoning all emotions, with an expressionless face and calm eyes like a fighting machine. Instead, his eyes were excited, his red lips curved, as if he saw a child who loved his toys, revealing an extremely split cruel innocence.

As the battle became more and more intense, the flowers, trees, eaves, corridors and rocks in the courtyard of Zheng Palace suffered.

The sharp sound of the sword tearing the air and the loud noise similar to explosion appeared alternately, shaking the whole area.

The guards who rushed over after hearing the noise didn't even dare to get close. They stared in amazement at this battle that was beyond their imagination. Some of them even dropped their swords in fear.

The sound of the sword energy shattering the obstacles combined with the air waves generated by the impact of internal force, the aftermath alone was enough to make the onlookers fall to the ground.

The onlookers retreated again and again, and finally retreated out of the gate.

When gods fight, how can mortals intervene?

If you touch it, you will be injured, and if you hit it, you will die. If you go up, you will just be giving away your life.

A group of guards who had just received cold-resistant equipment and felt that better days were just around the corner were unable to help, but they were unwilling to give up.

The signal flares used to ask for help from the palace had been placed in the equipment warehouse by the captain of the guards. He had the key, but it was triple-locked and could not be opened for the time being.

The guards had a hasty discussion and quickly divided into several teams, rushing to the nearest palace gate sentries, asking them to send out signal flares to seek help from the Blade Masters, the Council of Elders, and the other three palaces.

Gong Huanyu had no time to pay attention to these minions who couldn't even enter the battlefield. He was still struggling desperately against Zhang Xueming's increasingly fierce attacks.

He had made good plans before sneaking into the Zheng Palace.

In this closed, corrupt palace where men are superior to women, Gong Huanyu has been influenced by this for nearly thirty years and has come to look down on women from the bottom of her heart.

Even though Jin Fan told him in front of the secret passage that day that Zhang Xueming had captured a bladeless assassin and saved Gong Ziyu, Gong Huanyu still felt that the bladeless assassin's martial arts skills were not very high, and the person who could capture the assassin only knew some fancy moves and was not worth worrying about.

What he feared was Gong Yuanzheng's poison and hidden weapons. He refused to believe the rumor that "Gong Yuanzheng was full of poison", but he did not dare not to believe it either.

In the past, when Gong Huanyu talked to Gong Yuanzheng, he kept a safe distance from him without making any noise. Judging from his own experience, he didn't believe that the developer of Baicaocu would not have prepared a poison that Baicaocu couldn't defend against. How could he dare to take such a risk to attack Gong Yuanzheng?

Gong Huanyu originally wanted to wait until Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Xueming separated, then sneak into the small hall to capture Zhang Xueming and force Gong Yuanzheng to hand over Chu Yun Chonglian.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Xueming came and they really fought, he realized that he might have chosen the wrong target and hit a wall. It would be more appropriate to go to Jiao Palace and kidnap Gong Shangjiao than to choose this little girl.

It's just too late to regret.

There seemed to be an invisible force in the void that blocked this world, making Gong Huanyu always uneasy during the battle, like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake, instinctively feeling the crisis.

There were more and more wounds on his body, none of which was fatal, but the blood had already stained his dark blue robe.

Gong Huanyu could see that it was not that Zhang Xueming couldn't end the battle with one strike, but she just didn't want to. She wanted to delay time like a cat playing with a mouse and fully enjoy the fun of fighting.

He had wanted to escape a long time ago, but Zhang Xueming was like a ghost following him silently and silently, and he could not get rid of him or distance himself from him.

No matter which direction he rushed in, within five meters he would be struck by a powerful sword energy from behind, forcing him to turn around and resist.

As soon as he turned around, he would see the stunning girl standing less than two meters away from him, always with a weird smile and bright eyes. Then, at the moment when he barely withstood the previous sword energy, she swung her sword and slashed out another sword energy, cutting off a piece of his flesh and forcing him to fight back.

Zhang Xueming didn't say anything, nor did he allow him to speak.

She didn't even give Gong Huanyu a chance to admit defeat, reveal his identity, or ask for help.

As long as Gong Huanyu dared to utter a syllable, the layers of sword energy would block all his escape routes and cut wounds on his body one after another.

Gong Huanyu wanted to leave but couldn't, so he could only use all his strength...

He continued to be suppressed and beaten by Zhang Xueming.

Suddenly, a red light rose from the roof of a temple more than 20 meters away from here, and rushed into the night sky with a sharp explosion.

It's a distress signal!

Zhang Xueming was stunned for a moment.

During the fight, she subconsciously shrank her spiritual network to within a range of fifteen meters, and also kept the battle within this range to prevent the sound and air waves from reaching the temple. She did not expect that someone would fire a flare more than twenty meters away.

I don’t know how fast Gong Shangjiao and the others arrived, but it is obvious that they can’t continue to “play” with this former young master who has such deep inner strength and good swordsmanship.

Gong Huanyu keenly noticed that Zhang Xueming's sword power was not as fierce as before. His mind raced, thinking that although this woman had amazing fighting power, she was unwilling to show it in front of Gong Shangjiao... By the way, Gong Yuanzheng had not shown up either. It was possible that this woman wanted to maintain a weak image in front of the two brothers so as to coax them around.

The consistent contempt for women and the inherent stereotype that "women are appendages of men" suddenly gave Gong Huanyu other ideas.

He wasn't going to leave.

Besides, his strongest point is not his swordsmanship.

Gong Huanyu's eyes became fierce, and he suddenly rushed forward a few meters. He felt the knife energy coming from behind, and it was the same old trick. He curled the corners of his mouth in contempt, slightly turned his body to avoid the attack, leaned back, raised his hand, and threw the long knife towards the place where the flare rose!

Zhang Xueming's smile disappeared, and he immediately threw the long sword in his hand with an expressionless face. He was the first to arrive and knocked down the long sword thrown by Gong Huanyu halfway.

Gong Huanyu turned around, and the tall man, who was the only one who was unharmed above the shoulders, sneered and took a stance, swinging his fist at her, focusing all his remaining internal strength on this punch.

The corners of Zhang Xueming's mouth twitched slightly, and his facial expression suddenly became much softer.

She smiled sympathetically at the former young master who had made a series of wrong choices, then nonchalantly clenched her fist, took a step, and swung out, meeting Gong Huanyu's fist with her own.

The fists collided, and the energy waves from the collision of internal forces exploded in all directions.

The two secret guards had already woken up, and under the heavy bombardment of the two big guys, they crawled out of the battlefield using all fours and lay down reflexively and pretended to be dead.

When the storm calmed down, Zhang Xueming retracted his fist, glanced at Gong Huanyu who seemed to have suddenly turned into a piece of wood, and turned around to walk towards the small hall. He brushed off the dust on his clothes as he walked, and said as if talking to himself: "Why did you choose to fight me with your bare hands? I took the knife not because I am the best at knife skills, but because I am kind-hearted and don't want to kill or maim anyone, so I used the knife to control the force... It's your own fault!"

There was a crisp sound of bones cracking behind him, Gong Huanyu's body swayed and he fell to the ground.

Zhang Xueming withdrew her consciousness, thinking that she had done her best, and she did not feel guilty at all: she would habitually use inch force when she used her fists, and she could not change it. However, this time, at most the former young master's limbs would be broken instead of all the bones in his body being crushed into powder, so Gong Shangjiao had no reason to say anything to her.

The door of the small hall was still closed. Zhang Xueming was very satisfied and said loudly, "You can open the door now."

The bolt was lifted and the palace door opened.

Qingzhi in the small hallway was too timid to look up at her.

Zhang Xueming thought they were frightened by the noise of fighting, so he didn't think it was strange and comforted them, "It's okay, just a thief broke into the palace. He's lying down now, and you will bring someone to take him away later." He was surprised again, "Jin Miao is guarding A Yuan in there? It's so quiet, A Yuan didn't make any noise?"

"Are you looking for me?" A faint voice suddenly sounded from ten meters behind him.

Zhang Xueming's body stiffened, and he turned his head with a click like a rusty robot.

Oh no, it’s over!

The handsome young man was standing there holding the heavy sword that she had thrown, staring at her with eyes that were about to spit out anger.