"It seems that other people's swords are much stronger than you?" The war has ended, but Tang Wanao is still intoxicated by the two shots of the Taoist priest in Fangcai, a sword outside the sky has shocked his heart, and the next ten swords fly together, and Tang Wanao is shocked to see it, you must know that the "art of the sword" is the ultimate goal that every sword cultivator pursues all his life, but the "art of the sword" only exists in legends, how many people can really cultivate it? Don't say it's cultivation, even if you see it with your own eyes, it's impossible, but today it appears alive in front of you, how can you make Tang Wanao, a sword idiot, calm?

"Deceptive. Xiaoyun squatted on a branch above Tang Wanao's head, holding the grass in his mouth, and said disdainfully: "I can also deceive you people, any imperial sword, it is all fake, and it is estimated that everyone can do tricks on the street." ”

"Deceitful?" Tang Wanao's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his tone became stern, and he said: "So your imperial sword is also deceitful, you are laughing at me, can a deceitful fake imperial sword defeat me?"

Xiao Yun couldn't hear the killing intent in the young man's voice, but he smiled, looked at the smokey woods in the distance, and said: "The sword has its own way, at least my sword is made by myself, I see that the bull's nose sword is not necessarily made by him, if you don't believe it, you go with me at night to take a closer look at the place where he released the sword, I bet with you for a tael of silver, there must be something wrong underground, this old way is definitely cheating!"

Tang Wanao stopped talking, although his swordsmanship was like a god, he really didn't know anything about these tricks on the rivers and lakes, and he also looked at the smoke in the distance, and suddenly said, "How do you steal people?"

"I can't tell you. Xiao Yun smiled again, and said: "You are not a disciple of the stealing door, how can I teach you, just like your Tang Sect, it is estimated that your secret weapon techniques will never be passed on." ”

"I'm not interested in hidden weapons. Tang Wanao said: "I just want to kill you in a year now!"

Xiao Yun was cold, this young man's killing intent towards himself had actually reached this point, and then he smiled again: "There are more people who want to kill me, if you want to kill me with your own hands in a year, follow up now, in case I am accidentally killed by a powerful master, aren't you just a bamboo basket to draw water?" After speaking, he gently jumped off the branch and walked towards the woods, Tang Wanao did not speak, held the Zhan Lu sword, and followed Xiao Yun over.

Xiaoyun heard the footsteps behind him, and knew that Tang Wanao was following him, his heart was stable, and he walked slowly, this kid had already had a plan in his heart when he watched the battle, judging from this battle, Heifeng Village is definitely not an ordinary thief's nest, and Xiaoyun doesn't understand the marching formation, but when he was in Jiangnan, he has already appreciated the power of Su Shatian and the Captain of the Broken Formation, and now the thieves of the Black Wind Village can fight with the Captain of the Broken Formation without falling behind, there must be a master in this cottage, and if others don't say it, it is the young man with more white eyes and less black and the weird bull's nose that is not easy to deal with。

The thieves must step on the point before the official theft, Xiaoyun relied on a light skill last night to explore the inside and outside of the Black Wind Village, but failed to find any clues of Yan Feijin, wanted to steal things but didn't even know where the things were, it was the first person to steal the door, Dongfang Yu's cynical master Zuo Xiaoxiao had no way, so Xiaoyun could only find someone to help, this is a big advantage of Xiaoyun - thick skin, things that he can't carry, he will definitely not carry it hard, from Jian Eleven, where did he know that Tang Chuxia took the Jianmen Qunying in Simen Village not far away, how could Xiaoyun put such a big help and not use it？

The villagers in Simen Village had already taken refuge, and there was no one else in the village except for the juggling team pretended to be Tang Chuxia and his party, so Xiaoyun and Tang Wanao were discovered as soon as they entered the village. Two young masters, there are two groups of thieves fighting on the hill in front, many people were killed and injured, the people in this village have gone out to take refuge, we are running the rivers and lakes to perform arts, rest here, whether you are looking for relatives or friends, there should be no one you are looking for here, please ......"

"What a heavy sword qi!" Tang Wanao suddenly said coldly: "How can a person who runs the rivers and lakes have such a sword qi, especially if you ......" Tang Wanao walked to a pile of weeds in one step, and there was a clown lying on the grass, with oil paint on his face, holding a wine jar and drinking, without even looking at Tang Wanao.

"Who are you!" A petite girl with apricot eyes widened, and said angrily, "Dude, everyone here is gone, what do you want to do?"

Tang Wanao suddenly felt that Zhan Lu in his hand was shaking in the scabbard, he was an expert in this regard, his eyes swept towards the girl like two sword qi, and said coldly: "The famous sword has a spirit, and it resonates when you meet, what you hide behind your waist must be an ancient divine soldier, and what can be hidden so tightly must be a short sword, girl, please also ask for your famous swordfish intestines!"

The word "please" came out of the mouth of ordinary people, that is, a polite word, but except for Xiaoyun, all of the people present were sword learners, and the word "please" came out of the mouth of the sword learner to challenge the meaning, Jian Ming raised his eyebrows upside down, and shouted: "Knowing that I have fish intestines in my hand, you dare to challenge me, why do you!"

"The fish intestine is among the top ten famous swords, which is good. The clown suddenly said lazily: "But Zhan Lu in people's hands is the first of the ten famous swords, the door master, your fish intestine short sword is really nothing in the eyes of others." ”

"Zhan Lu ......!" The teenagers were in a commotion, they all knew whose hand this famous sword was in now, this arrogant young man who was as cold as a sword could only be a genius boy from the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, the young man was proud of the world, and Tang Wanao was proud!

Facing the world-famous young man Qin Shaotian, who was the first in swordsmanship in Wanbao Villa, Jian Ming couldn't help but feel a little frightened, but her proud heart couldn't allow her to be afraid, and gritted her teeth and shouted: "What about Tang Wanao, how can I be afraid of you......" As he spoke, he was about to pull out the fish intestines around his waist, and suddenly a soft and dry big hand stepped on the hilt of the sword, the clown didn't know when he was standing behind her, just by this ghostly figure, he knew that this clown was definitely a first-class master, the clown's face was painted with oil paint, and he couldn't see his appearance and expression clearly, but he could only see his eyes were hazy, as if covered with a layer of tulle, giving people an unfathomable feeling, he shook his head lightly and said: " You all stand down, people like Tang Wanao are not something you can deal with, let me come. Then he looked up, looked at Tang Wanao and said, "You like to fight, right, I'll accompany you!"

Tang Wanao just felt the difference of this clown, he seemed to be lazy, but there was a fierce sword aura, all the teenagers present combined could not compare to the sword intent of this young man, and this was the first time in his life that he could feel the threat of the other party's sword intent, that is to say, this clown has the ability to kill him, but Tang Wanao just likes this feeling, only this threat of death can inspire his greater sword intent, in order to make his sword skills to the next level, this is also the reason why he has been looking for swordsmanship masters everywhere to try his sword, although he lost to Xiao Yun a move, but Xiao Yun is not using real skills, can not let him appreciate the pleasure of approaching death at all, never expected that in Simen Village at the foot of Heifengzhai Mountain, he met such a person, the corners of Tang Wanao's mouth rose slightly for the first time in his life, and said proudly: "I don't like to fight, I just like to compete with people, regardless of victory or defeat, only life and death!"

The clown actually cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled, took out a sword from the grass, and said: "No matter whether you win or lose, only life and death, this is what I like, I haven't felt this way for a long time, Tang Wanao, you are a good opponent, worthy of my shot!"

"No one is allowed to make a move!" The bright Tang Chuxia rushed over from the entrance of the village with Jian Jiu and Jian Eleven, and the girl walked up to Tang Wanao, made a blessing, and said: "Cousin, my little sister knows that you regard the sword as your life, but now is not the time to compare swords, I don't allow you to make a move!" Originally, Tang Chuxia didn't want to perform the Tianzhu secret technique in front of everyone, but the situation was urgent, and she couldn't care so much.

"If I want to make a move, who can stop me!" Tang Wanao didn't give this cousin face at all, and said coldly: "No matter when, as long as I want to compete with others, no one can stop me, just stop me and kill her with a sword!"

Tang Chuxia's eyes showed anxiety, even in the Longyou War, she had never been so upset when she was in danger, Yan Feijin's arrest caused such a big thing, she originally thought that Black Wind Village was just an ordinary bandit nest, but she secretly watched the battle, and she immediately understood that Black Wind Village was definitely a deep place, Jian Ming ignored herself, and the disciples of Sword Gate were the elite of the Divine Weapon Hall, she really didn't want any of them to have an accident, she was now isolated, and at this juncture, Tang Wanao, a sword idiot, actually wanted to challenge the highest combat power of Sword Gate"Sword", "Sword" is so powerful, she doesn't know, she only knows that under Tang Wanao's sword, there is no one alive except Xiaoyun, if these two people really make a move, they must die before they can stop, no!

The clown casually put the sword on his shoulder, and grinned: "The order Qin Ershao gave me was to protect your life, but he didn't let me listen to any of your orders, I am the same as Tang Wanao, as long as I want to compete with others, no one can stop me!"

"You!" Tang Chuxia flipped his hand, a silver needle flashed coldly, and said with some annoyance: "If anyone wants to make a move, first pass the secret weapon of the Tang Sect in my hand......"