Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

Qin Changsheng jumped down from the beam with light steps, leaving the battlefield to the two men.

The long sword in Li Lianhua's hand was lustrous in color, and the blade was extremely thin, as if it contained a pale moon. Although it was not the Shao Shi sword he usually used, Shan Gudao knew very well that this sword and its owner should not be underestimated.

He had fought with Li Xiangyi too many times, and was defeated within ten moves every time.

Thinking of this, Shan Gudao lowered his eyes, concentrated and held his breath.

Li Lianhua stood in front of him, holding the sword in one hand: "Let's begin."

As the throat sound fell, the sword wind came.

His movements were extremely fast, and his sword energy was as bright as the moon.

Shan Gudao also came forward with a sword, and the tip of the sword landed on his back shoulder.

There is pain and numbness.

He lost a point at this moment, but he would get it back. Li Lianhua smiled silently and continued to swing the sword.

Qin Changsheng frowned as he watched his desperate fighting style from below, but did not try to stop him.

Li Lianhua was filled with murderous intent, and his strength was greater than usual. He walked casually, with a chilling aura.

Although he only has 20% to 30% of his internal strength now, he is still difficult to deal with.

The sword shadows changed so fast that it was difficult to capture with the sight.

Shan Gudao took a step back and turned around, his wrist shook slightly, and he blocked with his long sword, sending out a violent gust of wind.

The field was filled with the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers. Li Lianhua's movements were extremely skillful, as if she was casually painting an ink painting, holding the brush and letting down a few wisps of breeze.

At first, Shan Gudao was very ferocious, like a jackal tearing its prey. However, as time went by, he was led by Li Lianhua's rhythm and revealed his flaws. His sword skills became messy, and he swung his sword hastily and fiercely without any rules.

"Dan Gudao, have you spent the past ten years studying all your schemes and tricks? If you don't improve your martial arts, you're bound to lose to me, no matter how powerful your internal energy is."

Li Lianhua smiled, raised his arm and swung his sword while talking, his eyes calm, not leaving Shan Gudao for a moment, but the long sword was unstoppable and pierced through his arm.

Blood splattered, but his expression remained unchanged. He absentmindedly wiped the side of his face, his throat slurring like a cold spring hitting jade: "This is only the second move."

Shan Gudao was completely enraged by Li Lianhua's effortless appearance. He swung his sword and chopped it down on her head with unstoppable force.

Li Lianhua raised her sword, its blade as light as a swimming fish. With a single swipe, the scimitar shifted like a ship caught in a gust of wind. The longsword swung again, its blade slicing through a cold silver arc. The sword's energy pierced through Shan Gudao's blade, severing the sash from his head. It broke in two and fell to the ground.

Li Lianhua was not completely unharmed either. The sword had cut several holes in his white robe, injuring his skin and flesh, oozing a bloody red liquid.

Shan Gudao seemed even more crazy, his attacks were endless, and every move was aimed at his vital points.

Li Lianhua didn't use his full strength, swinging his sword mostly for blocking. Suddenly he soared into the air, like a falcon among a flock of eagles, and leaped onto another corner of the tower eaves. Li Lianhua turned his wrist and swiftly struck out with his sword.

The two clashed, and Li Lianhua was not prepared to hide.

He swept across, neither dodging nor giving way, blocking all of Dan Gudao's moves.

There were several bloodstains on his body, but Li Lianhua didn't care. He licked the fishy and salty blood from his mouth, and his sword energy fell on various parts of Shan Gudao's meridians.

To be more precise, it was the tendons and veins. Blood was already flowing out of Shan Gudao's chest, and clusters of blood flowers bloomed in the air, with a fishy and unpleasant stench.

His fighting style is fierce and aggressive.

Shan Gudao was at the end of his rope, his mouth bleeding profusely. He still opened his bloody mouth and said in a hoarse voice that sounded like a curse: "I'll wait for you in the underground, Junior Brother."

Li Lianhua didn't hesitate and stabbed the sword into the red mark between his eyebrows.

Li Lianhua put away his sword and looked down, and saw Qin Changsheng.

The cold wind howled from high above, blowing across his blood-stained white robe, making it look gorgeous and bright, reminding people of peach blossoms blown open by the wind.

Qin Changsheng looked up at him, raised his hand to his chest, and said with a smile: "Very impressive!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Lianhua closed her eyes and suddenly rolled and fell from the beam.

The feeling of falling at an extremely fast speed made Li Lianhua hold her breath, and she fell into a hot embrace amid the whistling wind.

Qin Changsheng skillfully used the force, leaped up, put his arms around Li Lianhua's waist and caught him.