Seeing that everyone was amazed by their golden knives, a proud look appeared on Chen Wanhao's face, and he shook the golden knives lightly and smiled: "Little friend, how am I doing with the golden knives?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled: "The more gorgeous things are, the less practical they are." ”

Xu Xiangbei said this, but he was very vigilant in his heart, this pair of golden knives looked rich and gorgeous, but there was evil and danger in them.

Before the war started, Xu Xiangbei had already expected that the threat that the golden knife would bring was not only that it could collide with nine rings and be terrifying, but that it could also reflect the sun's rays, reflect the golden light, and have charming eyes.

The afternoon sun poured down, shining on Chen Wanhao's pair of valuable golden knives, a ray of sunlight reflected, Xu Xiangbei turned his head uncomfortably, avoiding the reflected golden light.

At the same time, a sneer crossed the corner of Chen Wanhao's mouth, boy, you are about to be hit, he suddenly raised the golden knife in his hand and slashed at Xu Xiangbei.

The golden light flickered, enveloping Xu Xiangbei in it, just like the magic weapon of the fairy weapon in the movie, as long as he used a little force, he would chop Xu Xiangbei into meat crumbs.

Xu Xiangbei smiled bitterly in his heart, regardless of the strength of his skills, in terms of weapons alone, Chen Wanhao had the advantage.

His nine-hole severed golden knife reflected the sunlight, making it impossible for Xu Xiangbei to look directly, coupled with the magic sound produced by the continuous impact of the nine-hole golden ring, it shocked people's hearts, and as soon as he came up, he had the upper hand, suppressing Xu Xiangbei everywhere.

Fighting depends on the eyes and ears, and once the senses are affected, it is natural to be controlled by people.

Chen Wanhao's double knives danced, and the golden light flew wildly, enveloping Xu Xiangbei, and everyone felt that Xu Xiangbei would be crushed by the golden light in the courtyard at any time.

However, Xu Xiangbei is like a small boat in a storm, fluttering in the sea of golden light, and every golden and iron resonance is a fight to the death, a confrontation between life and death.

Not only Ouyang Zhan, but also Ouyang Yufei and Ouyang Zhan were terrified, Chen Baichuan and Chen Baishan were also dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they stared without blinking.

They saw the gap, and they thought that they couldn't show it, and their father Chen Wanhao's powerful tricks couldn't stop Xu Xiangbei's fierce attack.

No one could see what it was like for the golden knife to slash the iron ball under the tinkling and dense impact.

Xu Xiangbei looked like he didn't use a weapon, his iron ball was just a touch of a button, and the iron courage was too fast, faster than his vision could see.

Chen Wanhao's white hair and beard stood up like steel needles, and he looked like he had really incarnated into a furious silver-haired lion king.

His twin knives were infused with powerful internal force, and each slash emitted a deafening roar, and the sound waves that were difficult to see with the naked eye, accompanied by the magic sound of the nine-hole chain impact, were like turbulent waves constantly hitting Xu Xiangbei.

Xu Xiangbei transported the internal force in his body to the limit, and his hands were like dancing, constantly waving in the air, lifting, spinning, twitching, and moving in one go, just like a highly skilled conductor, conducting a grand symphony orchestra performance.

He was engrossed, not only his body was moving rapidly, but his mind was also running rapidly, and triangles, quadrilaterals, diamonds, and all kinds of attack circuits flashed through his mind.

Xu Xiangbei's forehead oozed a slight sweat stain, and his hands danced into a dark shadow, and his movements seemed to be faster than the limits of his body.

The potted flowers and plants within a radius of thirty meters between the two of them were beaten by the frenzied energy between them, some were smashed by the knife light, and some were smashed by the iron ball.

A stone pier that is usually used for resting and enjoying the garden scenery was smashed into gravel by Xu Xiangbei's iron ball.

The golden light that came like a tide enveloped Xu Xiangbei layer upon layer, which seemed dangerous, but it couldn't hurt Xu Xiangbei, because Xu Xiangbei's four iron balls danced impermeable, forming a defensive cover.

Just like that day in the grove behind Ouyang Yude's house, although the storm was extremely violent, there was very little rain on him.

"The First Classic of the Ancients" is a kind of mastery, so that Xu Xiangbei is strong when he encounters strength, the more dangerous it is, the more exciting it is, and enhances his extremely tenacious fighting spirit.

For him, fighting a master like Chen Wanhao is extremely challenging, and it greatly boosts his adrenaline, making every cell in his body run at a blazing fast and inspiring powerful energy.

Don't look at Chen Wanhao's majestic style, the golden knife is extremely powerful, suppressing Xu Xiangbei to the point of almost collapse, but Chen Wanhao's heart is diametrically opposed to Xu Xiangbei.

Obviously, he accelerated a knife and was about to slash Xu Xiangbei, but he heard a crisp sound of gold and iron, and Xu Xiangbei actually used an iron ball to block his golden knife.

There was a powerful backlash from the golden knife, which made his wrist numb.

Chen Wanhao's pair of golden knives danced into a knife shadow, and they slashed down quickly, but there was always a clanging impact, so that whenever he heard this sound, Chen Wanhao had a feeling of madness, how could it be possible, how could it block my knife again.

Chen Wanhao is old after all, an eighty-year-old man, and his physical strength is definitely not as energetic as Xu Xiangbei, who is in his early twenties, and the nameless internal force cultivated by Xu Xiangbei's "Taigu Chu Jing" allows him to have enough internal strength to fight.

At the beginning, Chen Wanhao's knife was like lightning and had the upper hand, but with every sound of gold and iron ringing, and every time the golden knife and the iron ball collided at great speed, his strength lost a point, and his confidence also flowed away.

In just ten minutes, Chen Wanhao slashed more than a thousand knives, and a dense sound of gold and iron resounded, and he felt that his wrist was shocked by the force of the shock, and he almost lost consciousness.

What makes Chen Wanhao most angry is that the beloved golden knife is worth tens of millions, and every time he slashes on the iron ball, his heart feels like he has been pinched by something.

And Xu Xiangbei was holding a heavy gray iron ball in his hand, so he didn't have to worry about being split at all, and it was worthless.

After slashing more than a thousand times, Chen Wanhao had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

Xu Xiangbei is like a Xiao Qiang who can't be killed, the stone of the pit is smelly and hard, and he is a noble porcelain, and he is too much to suffer from it.

Chen Wanhao became more and more careful, trying his best to make the golden knife no longer collide with the iron ball, but Xu Xiangbei liked to smash the golden knife with the iron ball more and more, and later, it was no longer the golden knife that cut the iron ball, but the iron ball chasing and smashing the golden knife.

Since the power of Chen Wanhao's golden knife was greatly reduced, Xu Xiangbei felt relaxed, and his smile became evil.

On several occasions, he could have smashed Chen Wanhao with an iron ball, but he didn't want to do that, he wanted to do more, and smashed his pair of exquisite and elegant gold knives that were worth a lot of money.

Boom, boom, two iron balls smashed on the body of Chen Wanhao's golden knife, and the beautiful diamond-shaped pattern was actually smashed and deformed, and the ball was even more painful than smashing on himself.

(End of chapter)