But Dugu Hen's face was not much better. Obviously, my resilience was far beyond his expectations. I used all my skills to attack hundreds of tricks, even the masters at the top of the list would not be able to bear it.
Seeing that my defeat was already complete, he showed a cruel smile, Ningkong blocked all my retreat with a few fingers. With a wave of his right wrist, a small green sword suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed towards me.
Young Master Xiao, it's the Biphosphon sword, retreat quickly! He didn't care about the rules of the competition, Sun Zheng shouted in a hurry
The Phosphorus Sword?
The legendary one of the three famous soldiers of the evil path, which is as sharp as mud and even more amazingly poisonous as it is, how can I resist it now, who have many flaws?
It’s a pity that I was already so scared that I had no way to escape by his sharp finger Feng Feng. Looking at Dugu Hen’s face with a chilling grin, this guy, this guy is going to cut off my hands and make me disabled!
As life and death erupted, all potentials were immediately fully stimulated. With the paint as the core, the true energy was running in the body for a round of heaven in the lightning and flashing, and rushed into the Laogong acupoint with his right hand. As soon as the Tianzhu sword intent was completed, the sword momentum was no longer controlled by me. With a shake of his hand, the Tianzhu sword technique was the second of the nine killing moves, and the sea of blood was reborn!
Unforgettable to remember the glory of that moment. Under the full force of the inner alchemy, nearly twelve percent of true energy burst out was compressed into thin silk. Through the hilt, sword body, and sword tip, a faint black light suddenly appeared on the silver-white long sword, from short to long, and instantly covered the entire sword. After a buzzing sound, two ancient seal scripts seemed to appear on the sword.
Immediately afterwards, the black sword suddenly drew an evil track, penetrated the oncoming finger winds, and attacked the opponent like a poisonous snake.
Dugu Hen immediately turned pale and said in a lost voice: What kind of sword technique is this? But he can no longer stop, and even his ability to urge to increase was not as good as possible. He watched the two swords intersect, and a spark flickered, and his deep skills were actually broken through by the opponent's highly integrated true energy. The Biphosphine Sword suddenly came out.
Dugu Hen obviously couldn't accept such an inexplicable defeat. He was stunned for a long time. Finally, he picked up the Green Phosphorus Sword and glanced at me hard. The resentment contained in it almost made me fight a cold war: Xiao Qi, you are so good! Let's go!
In a blink of an eye, the entire Yunnan tea shop immediately retreated without a trace
Mrs. Du Juan frowned, lowered her head and explained to Sun Zheng a few words, and then called some senior experts to follow her out with concern, obviously because she was afraid that the arrogant Dugu Hen would take his anger all the way.
As for the tea merchants who followed the slap, they were still standing awkwardly outside the field, and the relevant personnel from Baihua Cult came up to comfort them.
The incident happened too urgently and too much. Most people only recovered at this time. Thunderous applause came one after another. As for the people who praised it, of course I was the only one.
As I expected, the many heroes who were a little angry because I snatched away the title of Furong Prince Consort, all of them sincerely relieved their hostility.
However, Xiao Qi and Xiao Shaoxiao, a new martial arts champion who just won the supreme honor for Bai Dasha, is no, even the person who is not an exaggeration to call Xiao Dasha, the expression on his face is... but... heartbroken?
I saw him kneeling on the ground with a thump, dong, dong, dong, dong, and dong kowtowed to the west a few times, and then, with a sword... and a sword stabbed at his shoulder?
Wow! Don't Ah, man!
Fortunately! Fortunately, Xiao Daxia just experienced that thrilling battle, and he was inevitably a little exhausted...
A later historian still looked shocked when talking about this: so he was rescued by someone on the spot, only 001 cm away from Xiao Daxia's shoulder blade...
Why did Xiao Daxia do this? A disciple of a historian in later generations was puzzled by a puzzled question
Xiao Daxiao is a person who promises a lot of money... A historian in later generations sighed and did not answer positively, but his face was full of respectful expressions...
Brother, you scared me to death! Zhou Binghua's face had already turned pale: If Uncle Guo hadn't bounced off your sword, you would...
Xiao Qi! What are you crazy about? Have you ever thought about our brothers? Zhao Mingyi rushed up and almost slapped me in the face, but in the end he still couldn't do it.
Young Master Xiao, what exactly is that you can't think so hard? My life-savior, Huashan General Manager Guo Zhengyao, also asked
What's up?
Of course there is something unspeakable in my heart
In a hurry, I used such an evil move, especially the black sword light. A discerning person could see that it was completely different from the authentic Xuanmen. In order to avoid being suspicious, I would certainly try to make up for it.
Seeing everyone rushing over, I closed my eyes in pain and said in pain: Thank you, Mr. Guo for your help, but you... made me an unfilial and unrighteous person...
Unfilial and unrighteous? Where does this start?
It's like this. When my master taught me the move just now, I asked me to make a vow. Because this move was too sinister, I would not be allowed to use it if I face an irreconcilable enemy. If there is any violation, I will have to cut off my own arm.
How could there be such harsh regulations? Who is Lingshi?
No, I'm not harsh at all, my master is the kindest person in the world
Young Master Xiao, who is Ling Shi? Can you tell us?
I...I don't know either, I only know that his old man's surname is Yang...
Yang? Several older seniors frowned and thought for a while, and then asked: How old is Master Ling?
He is about seventy years old, but his body is still very tough
So what are his characteristics?
Characteristics? I thought about it a little bit and said: The teacher is about the same size as General Manager Guo. He is always wearing a blue dress. He likes to be clean and does not talk much... Oh, there is a long scar on his chest
In the past, when the Wuchang Sword and Yang Dingkun swept away the Beihan Village with a single sword, he was plotted against someone on his chest and left a scar. The older generation of people in the martial arts world should know very well.
Scar... Could it be... After all, nearly forty years have passed. These seniors seem to have realized something, but they still have not been sure about it.
By the way, the master often whispered in a loss: Impermanence Heaven, the Hall of Yama, life and death are destined, good and evil are all in mind, and then teach me that when walking in the world, you must be compassionate and never kill arbitrarily...
It's him! Several seniors shouted out at the same time
You... Do you know who my master is? My face is full of excitement and expectation
If we haven’t been confused by the old bones... The head of the Pai Gang stroked his long beard and said: Master Ling should be the hero of the Wuchang Sword Yang Dingkun and Yang Dahe, who was the mainstay of the White Dao in the past!
Master! I let out a cry of sorrow, my eyes turned red, and my voice became choked: Disciple...
Disciple... Finally, I know your old man's name... The deep feelings that cannot be buried in his tone really make those who hear it sad, and those who hear it cry
Good fortune is so good... Huashan General Manager Guo Zhengyao sighed: Since the battle of Beihan, Yang Daxia has lost his shadow in the martial arts world. He originally thought he had been attacked by a small boy, but he did not expect that he had seen through the world and lived in seclusion in the forest...
Uncle Guo, do you know my master?
Guo Zhengyao smiled bitterly and said: When the master was dominating the world, I was just a young boy under ten years old. However, among the masters I admired the most, there was Yang Daxia...
Seeing that my defeat was already complete, he showed a cruel smile, Ningkong blocked all my retreat with a few fingers. With a wave of his right wrist, a small green sword suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed towards me.
Young Master Xiao, it's the Biphosphon sword, retreat quickly! He didn't care about the rules of the competition, Sun Zheng shouted in a hurry
The Phosphorus Sword?
The legendary one of the three famous soldiers of the evil path, which is as sharp as mud and even more amazingly poisonous as it is, how can I resist it now, who have many flaws?
It’s a pity that I was already so scared that I had no way to escape by his sharp finger Feng Feng. Looking at Dugu Hen’s face with a chilling grin, this guy, this guy is going to cut off my hands and make me disabled!
As life and death erupted, all potentials were immediately fully stimulated. With the paint as the core, the true energy was running in the body for a round of heaven in the lightning and flashing, and rushed into the Laogong acupoint with his right hand. As soon as the Tianzhu sword intent was completed, the sword momentum was no longer controlled by me. With a shake of his hand, the Tianzhu sword technique was the second of the nine killing moves, and the sea of blood was reborn!
Unforgettable to remember the glory of that moment. Under the full force of the inner alchemy, nearly twelve percent of true energy burst out was compressed into thin silk. Through the hilt, sword body, and sword tip, a faint black light suddenly appeared on the silver-white long sword, from short to long, and instantly covered the entire sword. After a buzzing sound, two ancient seal scripts seemed to appear on the sword.
Immediately afterwards, the black sword suddenly drew an evil track, penetrated the oncoming finger winds, and attacked the opponent like a poisonous snake.
Dugu Hen immediately turned pale and said in a lost voice: What kind of sword technique is this? But he can no longer stop, and even his ability to urge to increase was not as good as possible. He watched the two swords intersect, and a spark flickered, and his deep skills were actually broken through by the opponent's highly integrated true energy. The Biphosphine Sword suddenly came out.
Dugu Hen obviously couldn't accept such an inexplicable defeat. He was stunned for a long time. Finally, he picked up the Green Phosphorus Sword and glanced at me hard. The resentment contained in it almost made me fight a cold war: Xiao Qi, you are so good! Let's go!
In a blink of an eye, the entire Yunnan tea shop immediately retreated without a trace
Mrs. Du Juan frowned, lowered her head and explained to Sun Zheng a few words, and then called some senior experts to follow her out with concern, obviously because she was afraid that the arrogant Dugu Hen would take his anger all the way.
As for the tea merchants who followed the slap, they were still standing awkwardly outside the field, and the relevant personnel from Baihua Cult came up to comfort them.
The incident happened too urgently and too much. Most people only recovered at this time. Thunderous applause came one after another. As for the people who praised it, of course I was the only one.
As I expected, the many heroes who were a little angry because I snatched away the title of Furong Prince Consort, all of them sincerely relieved their hostility.
However, Xiao Qi and Xiao Shaoxiao, a new martial arts champion who just won the supreme honor for Bai Dasha, is no, even the person who is not an exaggeration to call Xiao Dasha, the expression on his face is... but... heartbroken?
I saw him kneeling on the ground with a thump, dong, dong, dong, dong, and dong kowtowed to the west a few times, and then, with a sword... and a sword stabbed at his shoulder?
Wow! Don't Ah, man!
Fortunately! Fortunately, Xiao Daxia just experienced that thrilling battle, and he was inevitably a little exhausted...
A later historian still looked shocked when talking about this: so he was rescued by someone on the spot, only 001 cm away from Xiao Daxia's shoulder blade...
Why did Xiao Daxia do this? A disciple of a historian in later generations was puzzled by a puzzled question
Xiao Daxiao is a person who promises a lot of money... A historian in later generations sighed and did not answer positively, but his face was full of respectful expressions...
Brother, you scared me to death! Zhou Binghua's face had already turned pale: If Uncle Guo hadn't bounced off your sword, you would...
Xiao Qi! What are you crazy about? Have you ever thought about our brothers? Zhao Mingyi rushed up and almost slapped me in the face, but in the end he still couldn't do it.
Young Master Xiao, what exactly is that you can't think so hard? My life-savior, Huashan General Manager Guo Zhengyao, also asked
What's up?
Of course there is something unspeakable in my heart
In a hurry, I used such an evil move, especially the black sword light. A discerning person could see that it was completely different from the authentic Xuanmen. In order to avoid being suspicious, I would certainly try to make up for it.
Seeing everyone rushing over, I closed my eyes in pain and said in pain: Thank you, Mr. Guo for your help, but you... made me an unfilial and unrighteous person...
Unfilial and unrighteous? Where does this start?
It's like this. When my master taught me the move just now, I asked me to make a vow. Because this move was too sinister, I would not be allowed to use it if I face an irreconcilable enemy. If there is any violation, I will have to cut off my own arm.
How could there be such harsh regulations? Who is Lingshi?
No, I'm not harsh at all, my master is the kindest person in the world
Young Master Xiao, who is Ling Shi? Can you tell us?
I...I don't know either, I only know that his old man's surname is Yang...
Yang? Several older seniors frowned and thought for a while, and then asked: How old is Master Ling?
He is about seventy years old, but his body is still very tough
So what are his characteristics?
Characteristics? I thought about it a little bit and said: The teacher is about the same size as General Manager Guo. He is always wearing a blue dress. He likes to be clean and does not talk much... Oh, there is a long scar on his chest
In the past, when the Wuchang Sword and Yang Dingkun swept away the Beihan Village with a single sword, he was plotted against someone on his chest and left a scar. The older generation of people in the martial arts world should know very well.
Scar... Could it be... After all, nearly forty years have passed. These seniors seem to have realized something, but they still have not been sure about it.
By the way, the master often whispered in a loss: Impermanence Heaven, the Hall of Yama, life and death are destined, good and evil are all in mind, and then teach me that when walking in the world, you must be compassionate and never kill arbitrarily...
It's him! Several seniors shouted out at the same time
You... Do you know who my master is? My face is full of excitement and expectation
If we haven’t been confused by the old bones... The head of the Pai Gang stroked his long beard and said: Master Ling should be the hero of the Wuchang Sword Yang Dingkun and Yang Dahe, who was the mainstay of the White Dao in the past!
Master! I let out a cry of sorrow, my eyes turned red, and my voice became choked: Disciple...
Disciple... Finally, I know your old man's name... The deep feelings that cannot be buried in his tone really make those who hear it sad, and those who hear it cry
Good fortune is so good... Huashan General Manager Guo Zhengyao sighed: Since the battle of Beihan, Yang Daxia has lost his shadow in the martial arts world. He originally thought he had been attacked by a small boy, but he did not expect that he had seen through the world and lived in seclusion in the forest...
Uncle Guo, do you know my master?
Guo Zhengyao smiled bitterly and said: When the master was dominating the world, I was just a young boy under ten years old. However, among the masters I admired the most, there was Yang Daxia...