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Standing on the wide playground, the old man and I were twenty meters away, looking at each other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old man in front of him was dressed in white clothes, with white hair and a ruddy face. There is a fine light in his eyes, and although his figure is thin, he is extremely tall and tough. My eyes finally fell on his gloved hands. If nothing else, this guy's move is in hand.

"It's a big boy, but you're going to pay for it today." The old man had a grim smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

"The one who wants your life."

"Hehe......" I smiled contemptuously, "there are more people who want my life." ”

"I am the Martial King of Zhongshan Province of the Warrior Guild, Wang Jie. If you dare to challenge the authority of my Warrior Guild, today is your death! The old man said arrogantly.

Warrior King is a membership level of the Warrior Guild, and it is a title that only comes after a certain degree of contribution to it. There will also be more privileges in the Warrior Guild. I had a stomachache after hearing the identity of this old guy, how could the Martial King take his turn? I remember that this title also had a name called Resident Supreme VIP.

"Isn't it just a broken member?"

I said disdainfully, and a backward leg kicked on the piano box behind me, and the iron sword that was more than three feet long had fallen firmly in my hand.

"Boy, you're rampant! Try the old man's iron handwork! ”

Wang Jie's hands shook, and a pair of simple white gloves were thrown away by him, revealing a pair of wide black gold palms. At first glance, it looks like it's full of metallic texture.

This Wang Jie is a member of the Wang family in Zhongshan Province, and he can be regarded as a person with a background. But he didn't want to participate in family affairs, but was willing to do tasks in the Warrior Guild to train himself. The family legend of the iron hand is superb. Naturally, he took on this task not for the dignity and authority of the Martial Arts Guild, but for those bounty rewards.

I glanced at the iron hand, and the attributeless true qi in my body turned into a light blue icy true qi. True Qi climbed along the iron sword, instantly turning it into a piece of ice!

"Let's take it!" I took the initiative to attack and directly used my sword to turn into flying clouds and attack it!

Stab, tease, slash!

The sword shadow that erupted in an instant was like a whirlwind of clouds, but the first two swords were directly dodged by him retreating, and then the third sword slash style followed! The iron sword in his hand turned into a crescent moon sword, and it was about to fall on his eyebrows!

"Hehe..."

Wang Jie sneered, and actually reached out directly to grab the iron sword! Although I could directly avoid his palm, I was also a little curious about this iron hand skill in my heart. The iron sword slashed at that big Ugin's hand impartially!

Boom!

The iron sword stood directly three inches away from Wang Jie's heart, and my eyelids jumped, but Wang Jie in front of me was also surprised!

I'm amazed that this Iron Hand Skill can really block my iron sword with flesh and blood!

Wang Jie was also extremely surprised at this time. I didn't expect this kid with only the middle stage of the Yellow Rank to be able to hurt his iron hand with a sword!

"Humph!"

Wang Jie snorted coldly, and a huge wave of true qi burst out, as if a small mountain hit my chest, and my whole body flew out upside down and landed ten meters away!

I clenched my iron sword to the ground. looked at Wang Jie in front of him coldly. He wanted to come to the palm of his hand, and there was a wound on it that was not deep or shallow, and bursts of cold air emanated.

"Humph!"

The old man waved his right hand, and a dark golden aura condensed in his hand, trying to expel the cold qi, but he didn't want the cold qi to be like a stubborn insect that eats bones, entangled in his meridians.

The true qi in my body was quickly transformed, calming the disturbed qi and blood in my body, and when I raised my eyes to see Wang Jie, who was still expelling the cold qi, I raised my sword and killed him!

"How is that possible?!"

Wang Jie already had a panicked expression on his face! The four realms, heaven and earth are yellow. The gap between each and every two realms is like a gutter! I knew that if it was an ordinary yellow-rank martial artist, if he didn't die after being hit by a higher-order internal force, he would also be seriously injured.

The iron sword more than three feet long traveled unpredictably, turning into a huge sword net and shrouding it. I can already see that this person's practice is of the extremely heavy power type. Dexterity must be inferior. The sword net cage went, and he could only resist it with both hands in a hurry. But can his iron hand really hold off my sword?

Miss by a mile!

The sword turned into an illusion, like a high sky and distant clouds. Dexterous as a wild goose, ethereal in nothingness. Although the two iron claws are powerful enough to pull out the mountain, they can't even catch the shadow of the sword. And not to mention myself, I used the lonely goose to flicker and attack Wang Jie like an afterimage, one after another sword qi full of cold slashed on his body, pulling out a series of blood mouths that were not deep or shallow, and the cold entangled the wound like a bone-eating stubborn worm, freezing his blood and blocking his meridians. Although the true qi in my body is also consumed extremely quickly, and a third of it has been consumed in just a few dozen swords, but looking at his current situation, I will kill him in Huangquan in less than a hundred moves!

"Damn Boy......"

Wang Jie's movements had become sluggish, and the general true qi in his body was disturbed by the cold qi. He now regrets that he didn't take the lead first. He didn't expect that the other party's true qi was not only profound, reaching the peak of the Yellow Order, but also so difficult that once he was stabbed, he would be controlled step by step! Feeling the stagnant true qi in his body, the figure in front of him couldn't figure it out at all. Wang Jie already felt a sense of death at this time.

"Drink!"

Wang Jie didn't dare to consume it, and the true qi in his body exploded again.

"Humph! I fell for your ploy this time, otherwise your kid would have been in a different place a long time ago! ”

True Qi swept me away and stopped ten paces away from him.

He looked at me with a look of resentment, his white clothes covered in blood. Sweating profusely, his hair was messy, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Can you not be embarrassed? Originally, after seeing this task with such a high reward, he had already picked up a bargain, after all, even if a martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Rank was powerful, what big waves could he make in front of his own Xuan Rank? I didn't expect ......

"Boy, that's all for today, you leave quickly!" Wang Jie suddenly put on an old-timer posture and waved his hand quite gracefully. He already knew he couldn't kill the person in front of him.

"Are you mistaken?"

I walked over to him with my sword in my hand and walked over to him as if nothing had happened.

"Huh? Hahaha......"

Wang Jie suddenly laughed wildly and said, "Boy, don't you think you can really kill the old man?" ”

"Or else?"

"I can't help myself! Although your tricks and quirks, the old man has nothing to do with you, but as long as you dare to get close, the old man's punch can make you return to the west! Wang Jie said angrily, with a sense of arrogance in his tone.

"Really?"

I sneered and stopped ten meters away from him. The body quickly climbed up to the sword in his hand. A faint glow enveloped me.

"You...... What kind of swordsmanship are you? The murderous aura that came to his face made him feel bad, and just as he was about to escape, the figure ten meters away from him suddenly trembled, and then dissipated little by little......

"Afterimage ......"

Before the words fell, his throat had been ruthlessly sliced. A bloodied skull rolled to the ground.

"Phantom Cloud Sword Technique Third Style, Drinking Water Sword."

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