"I'm just reconfirming, because a lot of people have asked me to come out under the guise of martial arts, but in fact they have something else to do with me." "I'm just looking for you to fight." "Right here?" "Right here, now!" The wind rustling heart said how and really like, this is not a game ah! In the end, he did not forget to send a message to the rising sun: "The strange man challenges the sky with a sword. Come on!" "We're almost there. Let them fight later." The wind rustles to send a message this time, and all the people around are boiling. I didn't expect to meet such a wonderful play when I was sheltering from the rain. There are many people who challenge a sword every day, but this is the first time I have met such an open challenge, and it should not be too bad to see his confident appearance. Even if he is vulnerable, it is a rare opportunity to see a sword into the sky. "It's all right," said the man who had just expressed his contempt for the man in Tsing Yi. "I'm afraid their conversation will be: 'It seems I shouldn't have come', 'It's too late for you to know now', 'Can you keep my sword?' 'No, I want to keep your life.'". Then I'm going to vomit blood! The crowd laughed. Just now that big shout stimulation, at this time the face is almost suffocated purple, eyes reveal a sense of anxiety, as if because of something can not make up their minds, suddenly suddenly stood up, eyes are full of firm, "Dong" a few steps rushed downstairs,stainless steel hydraulic fitting, rushed to a sword in front of the sky, "eldest brother, I worship you ah, give me an autograph!" The whole room burst into laughter. A sword is also a stupefied, smiled and said: "This is a game in the end, why so serious, besides,ball valve manufacturer, I do not have a pen ah!" " This person is to have preparation apparently and come, say: "I have here, help me sign on my dress! Help me sign on my dress!" Said to take out a stick from the bosom, everybody all falls, what pen, obviously is a chopstick! The chopstick head is still black, and I don't know what is stuck to it. One sword soars to the sky to also ask doubtfully: "What black thing on this head?" "It's soy sauce, just think of it as ink!" "Take these things with you!" "No, I didn't finish my lunch at the Yunlai Inn at noon, so I packed it and brought it out!" With these words, his hand came into his arms again and pulled out a bag of pickled cucumbers with another chopstick on it! The people who had just fallen to the ground and got up fell down again. Smiling helplessly, he dipped his chopsticks in the sauce and wrote four words in the corner of his fan's clothes. The fans left happily and threw a cucumber into their mouths to celebrate. The Tsing Yi man on the opposite side also smiled, "The game is not just a game at this point!" Yijian nodded in agreement and said, "Shall we begin?" "Go!" The voice did not fall, hydraulic fitting manufacturer ,stainless steel needle valve, Tsing Yi people have shot, in the hands of the oil-paper umbrella rotating to a sword flying into the sky, a flash of cold light, the sword is already in hand. The body of the sword is thin and narrow, and people who are far away can't see it without paying attention. I don't know whether the person is pushing the sword or the sword is pulling the person. In short, the direction is the same. It is going in the direction of a sword soaring into the sky. The speed is amazing. In the blink of an eye, the oil-paper umbrella that flew out before has fallen behind the person. In front of the person is the sword. The sword turns into more than ten cold lights, with a sharp wind, hitting a sword soaring into the sky. He didn't expect that the sword would be so fast. He was still calculating how to parry when the umbrella flew over. He didn't expect that the sword had come first. His hand had just been put on the hilt. Before the sword was pulled out, it had been stabbed by the Tsing Yi man's sword. Blood spattered from more than ten places on the body of Yijian Chongtian, which filled the misty air and turned into a fog of blood. Everything happened in a flash of lightning. When everyone came to their senses, Yijian Chongtian had already crouched on the ground, and the man in Tsing Yi had just caught the flying umbrella, and the sword had returned to its scabbard. Only then did a bright red number float from a sword to the sky, 2418. People are in an uproar, the speed of Tsing Yi people is already incredible, and his attack power is so high, 2418, which is already a number that can kill most players now. The game setting of Jianghu is that five points are allocated to each level, the level is a few, and the number of attribute points converted from points is -1. However, starting from level 51, the conversion value of points is fixed, and each point is converted into an attribute point of 50 points. In this way, by level 50, the life can reach 6125 points. Now the player level is generally below 50, and it is impossible to add all the points to the constitution. Another point is that when points are added to the constitution, there will be a little increase in defense. Now the sword of Tsing Yi Man has caused 2418 points of damage on the basis of breaking the defense of the sword, and the attack power is estimated to be more than 3000. And his speed is surprisingly fast, agility and posture must not add less points, which will have too many points to enhance the attack. It can be imagined that the problem lies in the sword. Many players have thought of this, and opinions vary. A sword came to his senses and threw a big red into his mouth, but he didn't fight back, because he knew he had lost. Taking medicine can not fill life instantly, but gradually recover in unit time. If the Tsing Yi people had attacked again just now, they would not have been able to withstand a sword. Of course, the Tsing Yi man knew better, so he did not continue to pursue. The sword had already returned to its scabbard, and with his oil-paper umbrella in his hand, he stood quietly aside as if nothing had happened. There was no happy expression on his face when he defeated the first master in Jianghu. He took a deep breath and uttered a few words slowly: "I admit defeat!" The man in Tsing Yi turned around and left slowly under the gaze of the crowd. He was about to disappear in the rain and fog. Finally, he couldn't help asking in a loud voice, "What kind of sword is that?" The figure paused. Urgent Rain Sword! The last sound from the rain and fog. Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, the fastest, the most popular serial works in the original! www/xiaoshuotxt.co m Chapter 16 after the rain bucket (part 1). "What a swift skill,14 needle valve, what a swift sword!" A familiar voice sounded behind the rustling wind. Looking back, it was the three people in the dormitory. The one who spoke just now was Chen Peng, who was called Xiaoyao Jushi in the game. chinaroke.com