"Look, everyone, it's hateful, he wants to challenge Lin Wushuang. ”

The atmosphere of the battle between Jun Twelve and Pang Chengqiong has not yet subsided, and now, Hate Bufeng has stood up and wants to challenge Lin Wushuang, it is really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave, and everyone's attention is attracted by Hate Bufeng.

"I hate it. ”

Jun Twelve, who was originally meditating and pranayama, opened his eyes as soon as he heard the words of hatred.

"I don't think I had a battle with Qingyang in the Shadow Pavilion a few years ago, and it is said that the battle situation at that time was slightly superior, and now, he has stood up again, and wants to challenge Lin Wushuang, who once defeated Qingyang, which is interesting. ”

"But it is said that Lin Wushuang is powerful, and he is still the first king of youth under the Four Heavenly Kings of Youth, but they don't know what the power is, and they don't know if Qingyang has fallen, or is Lin Wushuang really tough? ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Wushuang's body, and some people who had only heard Lin Wushuang's name and had not seen Lin Wushuang himself finally knew what the famous Lin Wushuang looked like.

"Brother Lin, someone is really going to challenge you. ”

Ouyang Shengtian smiled gloatingly.

"Brother Lin, don't lose!"

Chi Lian Xiao also said jokingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Lianxiao also looked at Lin Wushuang quietly, and at the same time thought in his heart that Lin Wushuang might have made rapid progress and really become very strong, but he didn't think that he would be better than the senior sister Nie Wuxian who was full of combat power, but since it was rumored that he had defeated the Shadow Pavilion Qingyang, then he would definitely not be weak.

Nie Wuxian frowned slightly when he heard that he wanted to challenge Lin Wushuang, and said softly: "Senior Brother Lin, this hated fighting style is very strange and cunning, in addition to challenging you, he also made a ten-move covenant, obviously he wants to use these ten moves to gain a slight advantage, so that after ten moves, in the eyes of everyone, it is natural to hate that he is slightly better than you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Shengtian and the others nodded, thinking that it was really worthy of Nie Wuxian, and as soon as they opened their mouths, they said the key.

Lin Wushuang smiled, thinking about it, he said a little domineeringly: "Dare to make a contract of ten moves, either you are full of confidence, or you have no confidence, I hope he is the former." ”

"What, Lin Wushuang, don't you dare to accept my challenge?"

I hated to say while spreading my spiritual wings, flying slowly, and kept shaking the folding fan in my hand, and came to the top of the arrogant peak.

Hearing this, Lin Wushuang's sword wings spread out, and he flew to the top of the arrogant peak lightly, and when his body stopped, the void rippled, and he looked at the hatred a hundred meters away face to face, and said indifferently: "Ten moves?

"Very good, you really deserve to be the first king of young people under the four heavenly kings of youth, but I can't wait to see how many catties you have. After speaking, he smiled evilly, just like Nie Wuxian said, his city is quite deep, if Lin Wushuang is already strong today, he will not challenge at all, because what he hates the most is to become a stepping stone for others, so he proposed a ten-move agreement, because in his opinion, Lin Wushuang may really defeat Qingyang, then it should not be much different from his strength, ten moves, he will definitely have the upper hand, and he will not lose the wind if he can't occupy it, and he will not fall behind when the time comes, and he will also have a way to make the situation tend to him at that time.

At the top of the arrogant peak, the two were suspended a hundred meters apart.

"Ten moves, although it is very short, but you should be able to see the depth of Lin Wushuang. ”

Ye Wang, who is known as the first king of the sword, is almost difficult to have an opponent among the kings of a hundred years, except for the sword king of the young four heavenly kings, which makes him feel threatened, the rising star Lin Wushuang, who is also a sword cultivator, is naturally also slightly concerned by him, but it is just a concern, not yet in his heart.

"Lin Wushuang, take it. ”

On the top of the arrogant peak, as soon as the voice fell, the figure wandered, swooped left and right, took the curve to approach Lin Wushuang, put away the folding fan in his hand, and immediately pointed out, with an unpredictable offensive, although it was not as imposing as Qingyang, but it added to the dreamlike mystery.

Zheng!

Lin Wushuang pulled out the Yinhua sword at his waist and greeted it without dodging or dodging.

The two fought together in an instant, and the first time they fought, they were mainly tentative, so the battle scene was not hot, but the risk was no less than the battle between Jun Twelve and Pang Chengqiong.

"Phantom Nightmare!"

Hate is in the mystery of the illusion, has a very terrifying attainment, the right hand holds a fan, the left hand seals, the thick smoke-like phantom, with the hate is the center, spread in all directions, and soon, it will also be shrouded in it, making the top of the arrogant peak, thousands of meters of the area, become a dense fog phantom area.

"What the hell is going on, I can't see what's going on inside like this. ”

As soon as this move was used, the spectators began to discuss, if this was just an ordinary dense fog, it would naturally not be able to stop the invasion of soul power, but this was not the same, not only the dense fog, but also a phantom, and it was also a move promoted by the mystery of the illusion, which had the effect of greatly weakening the soul power, causing the spectators to be unable to notice the details.

A flower of illusion that seems to be more enough to reflect people's hearts, condensed out, hate to step on the flower of illusion in a heroic posture, and quietly silent, like lightning attack Lin Wushuang, every move, every style, there is an indescribable treacherous, can not feel the tricky, if most of the people, the martial arts they take is the right way, then they hate not to take the strange way, the martial arts to win with the strange.

Although it is not the first time that Lin Wushuang has encountered such an opponent, it is the first time that Xiang Hates has encountered such a superb master of the Illusion and Wonder Path, but it is a pity that Lin Wushuang, who has such a demonic insight, is the last thing he is afraid of, is to hate such an opponent who takes the Strange Path and the Illusion Path.

"Slash!"

A sword aura full of platinum brilliance, without saying anything, directly cut through the phantom of the dense fog, and also attacked the hatred.

"It's amazing, but it's useless, hahaha. ”

Having said that, but in his heart, he was secretly shocked by Lin Wushuang's insight and attack power, not only blocking his attack, breaking through the phantom of dense fog, but also taking advantage of the situation to fight back.

"Three hundred with one sword!"

Lin Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, his wrist flicked, and he used a sword that was low-grade, but integrated into the mystery of fast, turned into three hundred, and the sharp sword qi turned into a platinum thorn, surging in the phantom of the dense fog, and then vented out in all directions.

From the outside, the phantom of the dense fog that shrouded an area of thousands of meters seemed to be a big hedgehog, and the slender white-gold sword qi was thin and sharp.

"Hmm!"

In the phantom of the thick fog, there was a muffled snort, and then, a figure was knocked out of the phantom of the thick fog, and everyone was stunned, and then they looked at it, but they hated it, at this moment, he was a little embarrassed, and he did not challenge Lin Wushuang at the beginning, and the dazzling clothes on his body were stained with clear footprints.

After hating to stop his body, he swallowed the blood that was about to gush out, Lin Wushuang's foot, although it was not a powerful martial art, but the power of qi and blood contained in it was directly broken through the body protection king armor, and he was hit in the body, causing him to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

"Lin Wushuang, I have to admit that I was careless, and I really underestimated you. ”

After enduring that mouthful of blood, he raised his head in hatred, and said as he stared at Lin Wushuang.

In the void, step by step, Lin Wushuang walked out of the phantom of the dense fog leisurely, looked at the hatred indifferently, and said: "Seven of the ten moves have passed, and you still have three moves left." ”...

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............ To be continued. (While my son is sleeping, the scholar quickly uploads the update, all book friends, seeing that the scholar is so sincere, should I strongly support it, and ask for votes at the end of the month, thank you.) ）