The man came first, and first flicked his fingers at the tip of Zhou Bo's sword that slashed at him. Then, that palm hit Zhou Bo's wrist firmly. Both actions were the last to come, but they both hit Zhou Bo's body. I have to say that in this confrontation, Zhou Bo was defeated.

Zhou Bo moved his arm, and a sour feeling of numbness went straight to his entire arm, and his heart couldn't help but become solemn. Looking at the middle-aged man in purple who appeared where he was just standing, he couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "Who is this person?"

"Second Uncle" "Second Uncle!" Seeing the purple-clothed middle-aged man, those Kunlun disciples became excited and shouted loudly. It seems that the appearance of this middle-aged man in purple clothes has given them the backbone. And at this time, "in the entire Kunlun mountains, there were countless wind-breaking sounds." Powerful sword qi kept coming out. Obviously, these Kunlun disciples finally appeared.

As the Kunlun disciples landed in the open space one after another, nearly a hundred people had appeared around Zhou Bo and Qin Lan one after another. Looking at the surrounding situation, Qin Lan slowly retreated to Zhou Bo's side, looked at Zhou Bo's red wrist, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, it's okay!" Zhou Bo shook his head and looked around. Some cried and laughed, it seemed that Kunlun really regarded himself as a dish, and more than 100 people came one after another.

"Yinfei Jade Cui, disciple of Tianshan Mountain?" The middle-aged man who had just shot his eyes fell on the long sword in Qin Lan's hand, and immediately recognized the origin of the long sword, and also said Qin Lan's master by the way. However, after saying this, the man shook his head again: "I have always admired the real person of the White Crane, but now it seems that the sect's ability is not very good, and he actually taught such an arrogant boy!" After speaking, he shook his head, as if he was very sad.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense. I am not a disciple of the Tianshan Mountains, nor did I study under the White Crane Zhenren. What you said is very wrong!" Zhou Bo sneered, changed the Wuyuan Sword to his right hand, and said coldly.

"Aren't you a disciple of Tianshan?" The middle-aged man squinted at Zhou Bo with some surprise and asked, "Then which sect are you a disciple?"

"Which sect am I a disciple of, it seems that it has nothing to do with Your Excellency, right?" Zhou Bo said with some anger in his tone. Today, the Kunlun Sword Sect has shot again and again. and the attacks that were like wheel battles, which had already made Zhou Bo angry. After all, no one listens to whoever explains it well, and after several beatings in a row, they will all be angry. Therefore, at this time, Zhou Bo's tone was not half polite.

"Good boy, talk so arrogantly. I think it's good if you don't talk about the sect, so as not to discredit your teacher!" the middle-aged man said sharply with a faint sarcasm in his words. It seems that this middle-aged man not only has a good cultivation, but also has a foundation in this speech.

"Don't bother Your Excellency, although I am not talented, I will not do anything insulting. At least, the brothers who came out of my division are all men who stand up to the sky. It doesn't seem like some disciples, who lie and are arrogant. I think it's a bit of a nest of snakes and rats.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Hearing the ridicule in Zhou Bo's words, the middle-aged man was furious, and suddenly took a step forward, full of momentum.

What Zhou Bo said was actually aimed at the two Kunlun disciples. However, the middle-aged man obviously didn't know what had happened before, so listening to Zhou Bo's sarcastic words, he thought that he was deliberately ridiculing the Kunlun Sword Sect. Especially a nest of snakes and rats, which is a very slanderous word. Think about the Kunlun Sword Sect's status in the righteous path, how many people are very respectful. Now, it is said to be a nest of snakes and rats. This makes anyone unbearable.

Compared with Zhou Bo, Qin Lan's mind is still more detailed. Therefore, Qin Lan felt that the middle-aged man might have misunderstood. Hurriedly explained: "Senior, what we mean by ......."

"Qin Lan!" Zhou Bo pulled Qin Lan and pulled Qin Lan behind him: "Hit the small one, and come the old one." Hit one, come to a nest! Today, I can be regarded as insightful. Could it be that I'm really afraid of you Kunlun?"

The last sentence turned directly heavier, and when Qin Lan heard it in his ears, he knew that Zhou Bo was already angry. Although I don't know why Zhou Bo is so angry today, his words obviously add fuel to the fire. The middle-aged man sneered: "Since you have this thought, I will discipline you well for your teacher!"

After saying that, his body moved first. Towards Zhou Bo, it is to stride away. Seeing the middle-aged man's figure move, Zhou Bo also made a mistake at his feet, and faced the middle-aged man and greeted him. The battle between the two began again.

The situation just now, Zhou Bo, Qin Lan, and the middle-aged man all knew about it. Although it is said that the middle-aged man's move is the last to come, he defeated Zhou Bo. However, everyone has a scale in their hearts. Even the middle-aged man knew that he still had some advantage, and he made a sudden move only after he was ready. Although Zhou Bo reacted, he did make a hasty move. It was completely intentional and unintentional that he easily repelled Zhou Bo. Zhou Bona's reaction and move made this middle-aged man secretly admire in his heart. At such an age, he has such skills. Actually, it's already very rare.

The two figures quickly intertwined together, the sword light flashed, and the figures were confused. The two figures dodged their own attacks, and both of them moved their hands seriously. "Bang bang" twice, as soon as it staggered, Zhou Bo's left and right shoulders were each slapped by the middle-aged man. Although the palm wind is strong, Zhou Bo's current cultivation is not bad. With the refining of a variety of elixirs, Zhou Bo's true qi invisibly felt a little more vigorous. Therefore, although he was hit in two palms, he did not suffer any damage.

A hint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, Zhou Bo's ability to resist blows was somewhat unexpected to him. Originally, I thought that with the strength of my palm, even if I couldn't hit Zhou Bo hard, I could dislocate Zhou Bo's shoulders. But seeing that Zhou Bo suffered two palms from himself, not only was he not seriously injured, but even his shoulders were dislocated, but he did not appear.

"This kid is so strong in fighting ability!" The middle-aged man secretly sighed, shrank his body, let go of Zhou Bo's sword, and slapped Zhou Bo directly with a palm wind again.

"Whew"

With a slap of his palm, Zhou Bo's footsteps moved, and the subtle steps of Xingbu dodged again. Subsequently, the sword shook and the sword style changed. The sword qi became thicker, and a sword smashed directly into the middle-aged man's hands like thunder.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man's palms gathered and slapped out fiercely. The swords and palms intersected, and the bodies of Zhou Bo and the middle-aged man, who were shocked by the huge energy, trembled violently. However, Zhou Bo obviously suffered more. Between the two of them, the body flew out directly upside down, and retreated more than ten steps in a row before reining in momentum. The face is pale, and the throat is a fishy sweetness.

"With this ability, are you still qualified to say that we Kunlun?" The middle-aged man saw Zhou Bo's somewhat unsupported appearance, although he was already very shocked by Zhou Bo's cultivation in his heart, but his mouth was derogatory and sarcastic: "I see, you didn't report to the teacher just now, but it's really a wise choice!"

"Come again!" Zhou Bo snorted angrily, and with a footstep, Xingbu circled out strangely again. One after another, afterimages kept appearing around the middle-aged man, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

Looking at the afterimages around him, the middle-aged man was also a little helpless. Zhou Bo's set of star steps is weird, to be honest, with his eyesight, he can't see which of the so many afterimages is real and which is fake. In the round just now, Zhou Bo was a little too eager for quick success, and every time he made frequent shots, which allowed him to seize the opportunity. After all, compared to him who has been cultivating for decades, Zhou Bo is obviously much younger.

Feeling the severity of the wind around him, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed from time to time, and he did not take the initiative to attack, as if he was waiting for the best time to attack. Finally, the moment he felt the strong wind blowing around him, the middle-aged man's body suddenly moved. Finger together, look sideways, concentrate, and turn your waist. A sword qi swirled out from between his fingers at that moment.

"Snort", the sound of tearing clothes, made the middle-aged man's heart suddenly move: "Hit!" Immediately, not to stop, towards the direction of the source of the sound, is to go quickly. However, what greeted him was just the rags flying like white butterflies in the sky, where was Zhou Bo's figure?

"It's not good, I've been tricked!" Seeing the torn cloth, the middle-aged man immediately knew that he had been tricked. Almost subconsciously, he pressed down with a palm. The surging palm wind true qi, with the strength of compression, spread down towards the bottom of himself. And at the moment when the middle-aged man made this move, he missed the blade of the sword, and it was also a flash, and he stabbed towards the middle-aged man first.

"Snort" again, and the middle-aged man's long sleeves were directly cut off in half by the sword qi of the Wuyuan Sword. And Zhou Bo's body also rushed forward with the sword momentum of the Wuyuan Sword. The wrist sank, and the sword changed direction directly. changed the thorn to a sweep, and the powerful one swept towards the middle-aged man again.

"Good guy, I really underestimate him!" The middle-aged man's heart was secretly moved, Zhou Bo's reaction and the speed of changing his moves had already been cultivated. This moment in the middle-aged man's heart was beyond his expectations. Moreover, for the opponent's moves, it is also obvious that there has been a calculation. Judging from Zhou Bo's age, to have such skills and experience against the enemy, he must have been tempered by many actual battles. Moreover, it is obvious that among the young disciples of the righteous path, there must be a place. It's just that what kind of sect does this kid belong to? Why does it not match the disciples of the various sects in his own cognition? This is also what makes the middle-aged man very depressed.

"Hmph!" Seeing Zhou Bo sweeping with a sword, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly, pointed his hands like electricity, and pointed at a pincer. Immediately, the swiftly swept blade of the sword was firmly pinched between the fingers of the middle-aged man. Without waiting for Zhou Bo to react, a palm was imprinted towards Zhou Bo.

It's a combination of strength and experience. I have to say that the middle-aged man's move still suppressed Zhou Bo's attack. At that moment just now, Zhou Bo took advantage of the strangeness of Xingbu and relied on the sound of throwing his coat to attract the attack of the middle-aged man. And with this, he found a very advantageous attack position for himself. At that moment, Zhou Bo completely took the initiative.

It's just that this is just the first fight. The middle-aged man immediately restrained Zhou Bo's missing sword based on Zhou Bo's attack and his own experience. In this way, in a very short period of time, let the situation tilt towards you again.

And Zhou Bo now has only two choices. Either abandon the sword, or try to grab the sword. The first option, albeit advantageous. But his long sword was taken away, which was clearly a sign of failure. And trying to win the sword means that you will fall into a passive situation. Whether it is his own cultivation or strength, it is obvious that he is not the opponent of the middle-aged man.

Seeing that Zhou Bo had no intention of abandoning the sword, the middle-aged man smiled coldly, slapped his palm, and slapped it at Zhou Bo again. Zhou Bo's move, this moment is completely in line with his own ideas. After all, if you abandon the sword, it will invisibly mean admitting defeat. According to his own understanding of the young man in front of him, he would not have done this. So, this palm can basically solve the problem. Palm wind to palm wind, completely compare each other's cultivation and true qi. There is no way to steal this in any way. The middle-aged man didn't believe that with his own strength, he would still be able to face Zhou Bo.

Looking at the middle-aged man's palm, Zhou Bo's face changed, but he still didn't let go of his sword. At that moment, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword. The left hand, on the other hand, floats in mid-air, and the volley is like a talisman. Between the start and the hand, the white light appeared and disappeared, and there was a sharp roar in the sky. Before the palm wind arrived, between Zhou Bo's left hand, a three-clear rune unique to the Dawn Gate appeared on his chest.

The palm wind whistled and slapped at Zhou Bo fiercely. Seeing the heavy palm wind, Zhou Bo paused with his left hand, raised the Sanqing floating map, resisted it in front of his palm, and faced the middle-aged man's palm, which was imprinted.

The halo burst out from the collision of the two forces of "expansion" and quickly rushed outward. Zhou Bo's whole body was shocked, and he was forced to retreat backwards by the force brought up by the blue light. And the middle-aged man's hand couldn't help but let go at this moment, allowing Zhou Bo to retreat far away with the Wuyuan Sword.

This shock, Zhou Bo endured an even greater impact. Two legs, I can't wait to be submerged in the ground. Even so, it was more than ten meters on the ground. However, there was also a hint of surprise in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he muttered, "Sanqing Futu?"

Here, a figure in the distance also suddenly appeared from a distance. With a faint majesty, he shouted in the air: "Stop it for me...."

The voice sounded exceptionally familiar, but Zhou Bo and Qin Lan didn't think about it for a while. And the middle-aged man, after hearing the voice, the expression on his face was also a little surprised, he looked up at the sky, and asked with a faint rhetorical question: "Senior brother?"

And the surrounding Kunlun disciples heard that voice, and they also said in unison with respect: "Disciple, I've seen the master!"

"Second child, what are you going to do? With your status, is it too much to do it with juniors?" Seeing his junior brother and young man doing it, the figure that fell from the sky said to the middle-aged man with a faint reproach in his tone.

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Senior brother, don't blame me. These two juniors trespassed into my Kunlun Mountains, and they were also disrespectful. I just made a hand, you can see, I've always kept my hand. Otherwise, how can this guy die?"