At this moment, Dugu Fang and the big man had more than thirty moves, and the big man had figured out Dugu Fang's swordsmanship. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info smiled in his heart, and suddenly swung his sword to attack, but when he saw him break off, the sword flew like a flower, and it attacked as fast as a wind.

That Dugu Fang was already boring, his swordsmanship was good, and he still had some fame in Nanwulin, but for some reason he pulled out his sword, but he always had a feeling of being tied to his hands and feet.

Now he was even more startled by the big man's surprise attack, and hurriedly pulled back, and fought and retreated, the two of them exchanged swords about dozens of times, and Dugu Fang found that the opponent's sword was getting faster and faster, and gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the other party.

At this time, everyone heard the screams in their ears, and the Dugu Fang suddenly stopped his body and returned to his sword to counterattack, but when he saw his long sword through the big man's sword curtain and reached his throat, he didn't know that when he was about to succeed, the long sword in his hand suddenly stopped, and the big man turned around, took two steps back, and put away his sword and stood.

Looking at Dugu Fang again, it turned out that the place where his right arm bent the pool was smashed, but the strange thing was that the blood did not flow out, but Dugu Fang was in pain, and he couldn't move his right arm for a while.

Everyone around felt strange, and they didn't know what was going on, but in a moment, Dugu Fang's right arm suddenly bent violently, and with a "Ah!", the long sword also fell to the ground.

Almost everyone thought that Dugu Fang had fallen into evil, and even Dugu Fang himself was a little unconvinced, and looked at the big man in a daze.

In the crowd, there were only the young woodcutter and the young man who led the horse later, with an indifferent smile in their eyes, and then the big man glanced at Dugu Fang and said:

"Dugu Shaoxia, your swordsmanship is okay, but you can't take care of yourself when you attack the enemy, it seems to be a killing move of this set of swordsmanship, but it is actually your weakness. So I deliberately attacked, forced you to use a strong trick, and then slapped your Quchi acupuncture points with the spine of the sword, but it didn't hurt you, when the time came, the blood qi would naturally break through the tendon and vein acupoints, but it hurt a little!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone in the audience sighed secretly, this big man has not signed up so far, but his swordsmanship is extraordinary, and his subordinates are still like this, I really don't know what the swordsmanship of the Seven Nights Sword Venerable will look like.

As soon as they thought of this, most of these people in the rivers and lakes had the idea of retreating. Dugu Fang stood in a local dilemma, his face was extremely ugly.

The big man said: "It seems that the swordsmanship of the respected driver is far less sharp than the tongue, I left your life today, I want you to go back to your father 'Cold Sword White Fox' Dugu Feng to have a little letter, just say that your Dugu family's swordsmanship still needs to be improved, let him practice it and come to us again." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of sighing in the morning, and the people in the rivers and lakes sighed that the Dugu family had declined, and there was no successor. The lively peddler pawn was amazed, and sighed that Dugu Fang said it well, but it turned out to be a silver-like wax gun head, which was not hit, and it was over after only a few hits, but it was hidden.

However, Dugu Fang's defeat was a three-point loss, this time the big man said not lightly, he didn't even fight back, glared at the big man and the Seven Nights Sword Venerable, picked up the sword and left in a hurry.

This fight is over, and the group of people watching the excitement are naturally looking forward to another fight. But among the many swordsmen in the field, half of them were taken by the swordsmanship of the big man, and no one dared to be the first of everyone for a while, but they were unwilling to come all the way to Zhao Kingdom and give up halfway, and as a result, all eyes were unexpectedly cast on the wilderness golden sword and sword.

At the beginning, he and the Dugu Fang were so powerful that they left, and everyone naturally looked at him.

The knife did not fall and glanced around, and he was in and out of place for a while. He can see the swordsmanship of the big man clearly, although his swordsmanship is good, but he is really not sure that he can fight with him a few moves, but in front of him he was pushed out by everyone to use as a wrigley, but he can't ignore his reputation, turn around and leave.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he secretly didn't know how many times he scolded the group of warriors behind him.

But he is a good-faced person in the martial arts, he swallowed fiercely at the moment, Gu Zuo calmly paced a few steps forward, but his tone was much slower, and said to the big man: "The swordsmanship of the Venerable Driver is really extraordinary, but we just want to go to the Black Dragon King City to have a look and see the demeanor of the world's masters, do you even want to stop this, dare to ask Your Excellency is on the order of King Zhao to keep us out of the royal capital?"

The big man didn't answer, only looked back at the Seven Nights Sword Venerable. At this moment, the Seven Nights Sword Venerable moved his body, and suddenly destined many martial artists in the field, glanced at everyone, and finally fell on the sword and said slowly: "This ...... What's the name of the hero?"

The sword does not fall and the words are atmospheric, but because of this person's extraordinary swordsmanship, he really has some scruples at this moment, and coughed and said: "The sword does not fall under the 'Wilderness Golden Knife'." ”

Seven Nights Sword Venerable nodded, and continued: "It turned out to be a sword hero......

He paused for a moment and replied: "I have never been instructed by anyone to act in the rivers and lakes, and I am also a swordsman, so I intend to swing my sword here to persuade you to return ......"

As soon as he said this, the injustices of those swordsmen who had been provoked earlier, Seven Nights Sword Venerable ignored them, raised his voice, and continued: "Seven Nights is blocking the people in the rivers and lakes who are indiscriminate, but it does not hinder the sword masters......"

As he spoke, he pointed to the more than ten iron nails on the tree behind him and said, "Among you, if anyone can cut off half of the more than ten with one sword, I will let you go to the Black Dragon King City of Zhao Kingdom......

When he said this, the group of people in the rivers and lakes sighed again, but when the knife did not fall, they saw the opportunity to step down, and immediately asked: "What you said is true?"

Hearing this, the Seven Nights Sword Venerable just smiled, stopped talking, and lay down to look up at the new shoots on the trees, as if those leaves were more attractive than the swordsmen in the field.

The big man was conceited and said, "My master has always been true to his word, if you don't believe it, you might as well give it a try." ”

As soon as the big man finished speaking, the warriors around him clamored one after another, supporting the sword and wielding the knife to give it a try.

In fact, it is not this group of warriors who are united, nine out of ten of them want to see how many iron nails he can cut off with this knife, and then carefully estimate his own skills.

It's bad luck if the knife doesn't fit, and he has repeatedly become the target of public criticism, and even he hates himself to the point of itching when he thinks about it.

He snorted secretly, knowing that he couldn't hide, so he didn't say a word, lifted his body and swept his body, went to the tree, looked back at everyone, and took out the long knife from behind, wiped the streamer knife in his hand with a flick of his fingers, and glanced at the ten iron nails.

In the eyes of everyone, they saw a cloud of cold light rolled up, struck a beam of sparks, and a scream sounded, and then looked at the ten nails, except for the top one that was cut off, the second one was cut in half, and the nails under it did not move at all.

Before he could react, there was a sigh of embarrassment all around, those peddlers and pawns who couldn't understand it, naturally sighed that the knife was really bad, and there was nothing to see, even those martial artists who wanted to participate in the martial arts competition, there were also sighs that the Southern Martial Arts 'Wilderness Golden Knife' was not worthy of the name, it was really hard to say, his knife, it was a big shame.