"Jian Wushuang, come out!"

"Subordinates take orders!"

Jian Wushuang was a handsome and cold man, and when he heard the command of the helm, he immediately stood up, holding a sword inlaid with gold wire, and walked out expressionlessly.

He first saluted Zhu Chanji with his fists, and then plucked onions on dry land, flew into the ring lightly, looked at Xu Sandu, and let out a sneer.

"Sure enough, I'm a nerd, even if I'm the tenth on the heavenly list, it's not comparable to you. ”

"Hehe, isn't it the Heavenly List? You can go up, why can't I?" Although Xu Sandu didn't say much, he hit the nail on the head.

While the audience sighed that Jian Wushuang was cold and handsome, they also agreed with Xu Sandao's words.

Yes, isn't it just on the heavenly list? As long as you have the strength, everyone can do it, and there is nothing great about it.

Jian Wushuang's face was pale, and he felt the monstrous momentum of Xu Sanduo, which was no worse than his own.

Hmph, Lao Tzu's one-handed butterfly sword, out of his mind, will you be afraid of you idiot?

"Boy, fight and fight!"

The audience stood up and cheered loudly.

They not only admired Xu Sandu's courage, but also admired Jian Wushuang's calmness.

Xu San clenched the bright silver spear tightly, stared at Jian Wushuang with murderous eyes, and said categorically: "Fight and fight!

it, ice cube man?

Everyone laughed, this Xu San was stunned, although he said few words, but the words he said were like substance, simple and unpretentious.

Jian Wushuang is indeed an ice cube, cold and outrageous, he is dressed in a pure white Hanfu, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face is as angular as a knife and axe, and his long hair is scattered, like a swordsman on the rivers and lakes, calm and calm.

Between the fluttering white clothes, Jian Wushuang slowly pulled out the sword, snorted, he grabbed the scabbard with one hand, held the sword with the other, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xu Sandu, and the blade of the sword turned, bringing out a chilling cold light.

"Boy, don't think about yourself, look at the sword!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Wushuang's figure was frantic, there was no audience in his eyes, there was no floating slaughter, only Xu Sandu, who automatically filtered the hustle and bustle of the audience, lightly touched the ground, his agile figure flew, and a sword in the air pressed Xu Sandu.

"Good time!"

Xu Sandu's eyes at this moment had no desire or desire, not retreating but advancing, not to the side, nor to dodge the sword, but to stab out, straight to Jian Wushuang's heart, as fast as thunder.

The spectators in the stands were in an uproar, but they didn't expect that as soon as they fought, it was a desperate fight of exchanging lives for lives, which made them tremble and feel the excitement they had not seen for a long time.

"Jian Wushuang's sword is too short, if you want to stab against the Silver Spear King, you will definitely suffer, hide, dodge!" A young man began to yell towards the ring after analyzing it, but the crowd was full of voices and was completely drowned out.

His girlfriend pulled him and said angrily: "What are you shouting? Jian Wushuang knows it in his heart, don't you see that he is taking the feminine route?"

At the same time, Long Ji, who was sitting behind Xiao Zheng, also looked at the ring with appreciation, these two masters dared to face life and death, good.

"Titan, I seem to have a feeling of sympathy. ”

"That style of Xu Sandu, I like it, the way of killing the enemy with one hit, is similar to me. The Titan shook his head and said in an angry voice, looking silly.

"Cut!" Long and flew his eyes and scoffed, this fool likes to put gold on his face, and he has never beaten me.

In the ring.

Jian Wushuang's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes flashed rapidly, facing the bright silver spear that stabbed him, he smiled disdainfully, and when he was still ten centimeters away from his body, he moved, and then turned around sharply in a volley, and easily avoided this fatal move.

"That's all!"

While doing the somersault, he quickly pulled a sword flower and swept Xu Sandu's choked throat, as fast as thunder, and it was bound to win.

"Not good!" Xu San's move is old, and it is too late to change his move temporarily, and the tip of the sword is getting closer and closer, and it is almost attached to his body.

He was so cold that he hurriedly raised his bright silver spear to parry, and his body retreated sharply.

However, a sneer crossed the corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth, and he wanted to dodge it?

Sure enough, there was a "bang".

The tip of the sword did not stab Xu Sandu's neck, but slashed across his arm, bringing out a trace of blood.

Jian Wushuang succeeded in one blow and retreated sharply to the outside of the standing circle, the blood on the blade of the sword was still ticking.

"Nerd, admit defeat!"

The kind of sword flowers flying, and the heroic posture of the white-clothed Shengxue made the audience applaud and applaud.

In the end, it is the master of the top ten on the heavenly list, even if it is tenth, it is not something that others can easily shake.

The Nanhai knife maniac in the audience looked up and laughed: "This nerd is not very good, he fell into decline as soon as he fought each other, and his future is worrying." ”

"You are an old immortal, my apprentice I understand, he will not be easily defeated, he has learned all the ancient battle array killing moves, and he can't be compared with the people in the rivers and lakes, but when he is familiar with the routine of Jian Wushuang, naturally, he will succeed in one blow. ”

The Northland Spear King spoke for his beloved disciple, and glared at the South China Sea Knife Maniac angrily.

The participating masters under the ring also sighed secretly, they didn't expect the masters of the heavenly list to be so strong, one move is high or low, Tai Nima is terrible.

And Xu Sandu, who was in the ring, was motionless, replaying the scene just now in his mind, thinking about Jian Wushuang's flaws, however, he was disappointed, because Jian Wushuang's movements were smooth and he couldn't find any flaws.

However, there will be flaws in martial arts in the world, and there is no perfect thing.

In that case, let's take a few more rounds and maybe find a flaw?

Thinking of this, Xu Sandu raised the bright silver spear again, and said unconvinced: "It's just a sword, what madness? ”

As he spoke, he danced the bright silver spear into countless phantoms, and rushed towards Jian Wushuang as if he were dead.

"If you don't accept it, will you?"

Jian Wushuang sneered, and jumped onto the guardrail of the ring with the help of the elastic force of the rope, flying high, and stabbing with a sword in the air.

The sword move has also changed, no longer a simple sword, but emitting countless sword flowers, which are very similar to the phantom of the bright silver spear.

"Bang!"

The weapons collided together for the first time, bringing out a flash of sparks, crackling, and the tip of the sword slashed through Xu Sandu's fingers holding the gun, and blood spilled.

"Damn, fucking hurt again?"

The folk masters under the ring exclaimed, they were injured twice in a row, and they were clearly distinguished, this is still a fart?

In the VIP seat, Xiao Zheng leaned back, looked at Xu Sandu playfully, and said softly: "Titan, this Xu Sandu, is very similar to you back then." ”

Titan smiled stupidly: "Or Brother Xiao understands me, unlike some people, still cut?"

"Count you awesome, I'll torture you to death when I go back!" Long He gave him a middle finger with a look of disdain.

"Waiting for you at any time!" the Titan looked indifferent and continued to watch the game dumbly.

(End of chapter)