"Haha...... Do you want to rob too? ”

Hearing this, a dignified-looking gray-armored young man burst out a sip of wine with a smile, and his eyes were full of sarcasm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Long Madness's face was like water, he raised his eyes to meet the other party's gaze, and smiled: "You're right, it's robbery." ”

"Huh... Belch! ”

The gray-armored youth seemed to be choked by the throat, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Because, the dragon's crazy eyes are like two deep black holes, which makes people tremble.

On the other side, the arrogant young man in the cloud-patterned Taoist robe, slightly drunk, threw out a Qiankun bag, and sneered: "If you win me Zhao Wuyin, these beast crystals will be yours." ”

"As long as you dare to challenge Senior Brother Zhao, I will give you this bag of beast crystals for nothing."

"Yes, I'll bet on it too."

Two more threw the bag on the ground, their words full of disdain.

In their opinion, Zhao Wuyin was already in the middle stage of spiritual silence, and it would be easy to kill this white-haired boy in the foundation building period.

Long Mad smiled indifferently, took out the Qiankun bag, reversed the mouth of the bag and scattered all the beast crystals, and said: "Within three moves, if you don't die, take away the seventeen beast crystals of the fourth-level demon beast." ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

"The cultivation is shallow, but the tone is not small!"

Hearing the word "three moves", everyone felt despised by this white-haired boy, and they were immediately annoyed and angry.

"Giggle......

A crisp laughter like a silver bell echoed melodiously, drawing everyone's attention.

It turned out that when Yuan Yun heard everyone's arrogant words, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, and couldn't help but cover his mouth.

Being laughed at by the woman, Zhao Wuyin felt embarrassed, stood up, jumped into the open space in the center, and scolded angrily: "White-haired boy, if I don't peel you for cramps, I won't be surnamed Zhao!" ”

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't ......"

The gray-armored young man from before hurriedly strode forward, however, before he finished speaking, he was withdrawn by Zhao Wuyin with a palm, and the rest of the words were swallowed again.

There was infighting!

The dragon madness couldn't help but laugh dumbly, carrying the mad god punishment holy knife, walked to the other party more than ten zhang away, and stood looking at each other.

This Zhao Wuyin is much weaker than the previous Li Yuncan.

What's more, this person is impetuous, drunk, and will be able to take his life within three moves.

Or, just one move.

Thinking of this, the dragon madness smiled slightly, simply put away the mad god punishment holy sword, and stood proudly with his hands on his back.

"Zheng~"

With a crisp sword roar, Zhao Wuyin pulled out his long sword, and without saying hello, he swung a chilling sword light and suddenly attacked.

In an instant, the sword light shook violently, and several illusory faint sword shadows converged into one, like a cold air blowing through the void, causing the surrounding air to condense into frost.

The cold sword shadow was surging, and the dragon maniac was also sweating and his hair stood on end, and his body was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

"It's a bit accomplished."

Seeing this sharp sword move, the dragon madness also secretly praised, and immediately quickly retrograde Xiao Zhoutian, dissolving the chill of his body, and then calmly stepping on the Fuxi Bagua step, strolling calmly in the hurricane-like sword shadow.

"Ice Wind Sword Style, it really lives up to its name!"

"Killing the enemy with one move, you are worthy of being a genius of the Water Cold Sect!"

"The white-haired boy is really killing himself."

Seeing that the dragon madness was engulfed by the sword shadow, and his body was already dead, everyone suddenly felt a bad breath, and the cheers rang out.

Hearing everyone's praise, Zhao Wuyin's heart fluttered, and a smug smile appeared on his arrogant face.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yun, Qinglong, and Wu Hengtai were not worried, but looked at everyone as if they were watching a play.

In the blink of an eye, the surging sword shadow had disappeared.

Unscathed, the dragon maniac looked at Zhao Wuyin with a smile on his back, his eyes full of disdain.

"Uh......"

Seeing this scene, the originally arrogant crowd was dumbfounded, and their eyes almost fell off.

With such a sharp sword shadow, it didn't even touch the corners of the dragon maniac's clothes.

And he didn't seem to move a single step.

"I got away with it. This time, I will not show mercy! ”

Zhao Wuyin's smile stiffened, his face became gloomy as frost, his feet slammed into the ground, swept up the ground, and with a long sword, he turned into a white scream and broke through the air.

Although the opponent's sword was fierce, the dragon madness took a step to the right, and then took a delicate footwork, and walked around the sword light embarrassmently, calmly dodging the opponent's fierce sword moves.

In fact, he could have taken Zhao Wuyin's life at any time.

He didn't do it for a long time, because he wanted to play it and avenge Wu Hengtai's humiliation.

"Sneer......"

Suddenly, Zhao Wuyin's sword move in his hand was like a violent storm, stirring up the surrounding space to ripple slightly, and the sound of sharp breaking through the air continued.

Dao Dao's extremely sharp sword light was staggered and horizontal, and he was about to kill the dragon madness, and whenever Zhao Wuyin secretly rejoiced, he found that the sword light always flashed close to the opponent's vital point.

The difference is a fraction of a centimeter.

As a result, it has been a thousand miles of error.

After a while, Zhao Wuyin became a little manic, and the sword moves in his hand were slightly messy.

However, the dragon madness was carrying his hands behind his back, calm and composed, and walked leisurely in the cold sword light.

At this time, the subtlety of Fuxi's gossip steps was fully revealed, as long as there was a gap in the sword light in the sky, the dragon madness could always pass through safely just right.

"What kind of body is this?"

"The footwork is chaotic, and you can completely avoid the sharp sword light!"

The people present were all leaders of the sect, but they had never seen such a mysterious footwork, and they were amazed.

It was only now that they suddenly realized that the "three moves" that the dragon madness said before were not arrogant.

Thinking of this, deep fear flashed in everyone's eyes, and they turned to worry about Zhao Wuyin's safety.

"I'm going to kill you!"

At this time, Zhao Wuyin's originally handsome face had become extremely hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and a violent cold aura rolled around his body.

"Avalanche!"

At the beginning of the sword light, two fierce sword shadows, wrapped in the cold air that entered the soul, broke through the void like an avalanche torrent, and swept towards the dragon madness.

"...... Uproar"

"The Water Cold Sect is peerless!"

"The white-haired kid can't hold on!"

Seeing this exquisite sword move, hope was rekindled in everyone's eyes, and their arrogance had already returned.

This sword move is good!

The corners of the dragon's mouth hooked up a sly smile, swept back a few feet out of thin air, and carefully memorized each of the opponent's moves and styles in his mind.

However, the cold air rolled in the sky, like maggots attached to the bones, mixed with sharp ice crystals, and it had already hit him in the blink of an eye.

"Whew......"

At this time, the dragon madness was no longer clumsy, he raised his head and shouted, and the dragon roared back for nine days.

Before the whistle fell, he suddenly burst out with a proud momentum, and galloped forward with his mysterious footwork, his body like a spirit snake, hidden in the avalanche-like sword shadow.

Suddenly, the dragon maniac with a body of frost swept in front of Zhao Wuyin, and his right fist slammed into his chest.

The boxing moves are simple and simple, but they are like thunder, and there is a faint fire everywhere they pass.

The sudden fatal blow made Zhao Wuyin panic, and in a panic, he raised his sword and slashed down.

However, the dragon mad sword eyebrows were upside down, and his fist was as fast as a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced through his chest, grabbed Zhao Wuyin's backbone, and pulled it down suddenly.

"When Changchang~"

The long sword fell to the ground, and the sound was very crisp.

I saw that half of Zhao Wuyin's head sank into his chest, and he didn't pass through his nose, and blood shot out from his eyes and ears, looking extremely shocking.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the necks of the onlookers tightened, and their eyes were full of fear.

Even, some people were so frightened that they fell on the ground and vomited.

Even Yuan Yun frowned slightly, and hurriedly turned his head, unwilling to see this bloody scene.

"Humph!"

The dragon snorted coldly, pulled out his right hand, and then burst out of spiritual power, shaking the broken flesh and bones on his hand away.

Looking at the frightened appearance of everyone, the deterrent effect had been achieved, and the corners of his mouth curved, and he couldn't help but show a smug smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuyin still didn't lose his breath, blood gushed out from the huge hole in his chest, his steps staggered, and he raised his hands to pull his hair, trying to pull his head out of his chest.