"Emperor Wu, what are you looking at?" Fusang Sword Saint was furious and said, "Your opponent is only me. ”

Hearing this, Wu Tian smiled.

"Let go of the child in your arms. Fusang Sword Saint said coldly: "I don't disdain to take advantage of you. ”

"No, you don't. Wu Tian hugged the little guy and said.

Fusang Sword Saint was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You have a child, and you still want to fight me? Isn't it self-destruction? If you put down the child, the victory and defeat between you and me will be fifty-five points." If you hold the child, I can defeat you with one move. ”

A trick?

Wu Tian laughed when he heard this,

Too lazy to talk nonsense, he walked up directly with the little guy in his arms, with brisk steps and no hesitation.

"Slash against the wind!" Fusang Sword Saint sneered at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to the three generations of ghosts,

This scene, the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom is watching, and the Zaifu of the Fusang Kingdom and the Fuso Emperor are also watching.

"I don't want Wu Tian to actually hold a child, fight with our Sword Saint, and kill himself. Emperor Fusang said sarcastically.

"What the ending is, you have to watch it to know. Zaisuke said solemnly,

"Huh?" Emperor Fusang was slightly stunned, and after reacting, he said, "Could it be that you still think that Wu Tian can turn defeat into victory with a child?" ”

Jaesuke was silent.

...... Now, the Fuso Sword Saint slashed with a knife against the wind,

Speed is like the wind, the wind is invisible!

The blade is sharp, and even more so with the wind blade, which is sharp and indescribable.

With a slash in the wind, he slashed directly towards Wu Tian.

Three generations of ghosts, hungry and thirsty.

And Wu Tian, for Ghost Che, is the delicacy of the delicious. This knife is full of endless horror.

With a slash in the wind, even onlookers felt its horror.

What is surprising is that Wu Tian still didn't put down the little guy, and kicked it out directly.

Resist Fuso's famous move with his feet "slashing in the wind"?

In an instant, everyone was in an uproar.

They felt that if they did it instead, the kicked foot seemed to be unsafe.

Many people were eager to speak: "Emperor Wu can't!"

But Wu Tian turned a deaf ear, and the next moment, this kick collided with the three generations of ghosts.

"Your feet, take them. ”

The blade of the ghost simply cut through Wu Tian's shoes, and the Fusang Sword Saint thought about it, the edge of the ghost was rare, and after this knife, Wu Tian's feet were about to be cut off by him.

But

"Boom!"

A sound of steel clashing came out, causing the Fuso Sword Saint's face to stiffen.

He found that he couldn't cut it in.

Fusang Sword Saint doesn't believe it, what is Ghost Toru?

I'm afraid there are no people in the world who don't know, right?

With such a sharp ghost, how could he not cut off Wu Tian's feet?

The host Haizhong didn't notice this yet, but said with a smile: "The people of the Dragon Country, it's not as good as the Fusang people, challenge the Fusang Sword Saint, I don't know whether I am dead or alive, and now I don't even have my feet." ”

The Fusang Sword Saint didn't believe it, and he worked harder.

"Boom!"

But then, Oni Che actually opened a hole.

"No way. ”

Fuso Sword Saint exclaimed in surprise.

Wu Tian's feet did not stop, and continued to kick up.

"Boom!"

This kick hit Fusang Sword Saint's chest hard.

Bones, muramura fracture 1

"No!"

Fuso Sword Saint felt that his vitality was completely cut off, and he didn't believe it. He is the Fuso Sword Saint.

Wu Tian is the martial emperor of the Dragon Kingdom,

As soon as the two met, there should have been a big battle like Mr. Gu Long's white-clothed man and purple-clothed marquis!

This battle, such as the battle of the dragon and the tiger, the battle of the wind and clouds, the blood, the excitement, is enough to be famous all over the world and be praised by future generations.

However, the truth was completely different from what Fuso Sword Saint thought, he didn't expect that he would be ...... Spike!

Quiet!

At this moment, the port of Yangcheng was silent.

They couldn't believe that the Fusang Sword Saint, who they couldn't beat no matter what, was killed by Wu Tian like this?

It makes them feel complicated.

Wang Congming looked at them and shouted, "Why don't you speak? Emperor Wu defeated the Fusang Sword Saint, aren't you happy?"

They came back from shock and cheered.

"Great, Fusang martial arts, where is it compared to our Dragon Kingdom martial arts?"

"Emperor Wu is really powerful, take him as an example. ”

"In the past, the Sword Emperor was still trying to be an enemy of Wu Tian, but now it seems that the gap between the two is too big, and the Sword Emperor is looking for death. ”

"Fusang Sword Saint is also looking for death. ”

Voices of surprise, one after another!

They also have the same opinion as the Fuso Sword Saint,

The Juggernaut of Fuso,

Emperor Wu of the Dragon Kingdom,

Thunder and fire,

When they fight, it must be exciting, as the so-called chess opponent will meet the talent.

For example, everyone in the Dragon Kingdom knows that Ximen blowing snow is facing Ye Gucheng,

It is also like Fuso's Miyamoto Musashi against Sasaki Kojiro's battle of Yanliu Island.

But who would have thought that this is a spike at all!

...... Fuso,

Emperor Fusang was already stunned, and he just muttered in his mouth: "Lost, lost, we Fusang lost." ”

"No!" Zaifu interrupted Emperor Fuso again, "Didn't I say it? ”

"Ryoma is dead, and the results are out. "Emperor Fusang is in a low mood,

The number one master in his royal family, just left.

He had no hope of reclaiming power from Jaesuke.

"You underestimate our Fuso's demon sword too much. Zaisuke suddenly said something in a deep voice.

Emperor Fusang was puzzled.

...... Yangcheng Port,

Everyone else looked at Hae Chung, and they wanted to go up and teach the bastard a lesson.

"I ...... I was wrong...... You're going to me off. Haizhong did not have the protection of the Fusang Sword Saint, he was afraid of begging for mercy, and he snorted and cried: "Actually...... Actually, I just wanted to paralyze the Fuso Sword Saint. Otherwise...... Otherwise, do you think that I, as a great Dragon Countryman, will bow my head to the Fuso people?"

He had palpitations.

Drops of cold sweat broke out from his forehead. The back was even more wet with timid sweat.

Wang Congming and the others would not let Haizhong go like this, but when they were about to pass,

Suddenly, the dead Fusang Sword Saint opened his eyes again, and his body stood up straight.

"What? Fuso Sword Saint is not dead?"

"It can't be, can he?"

When Wang Congming and the others saw this, their eyes were shocked.

"Hehehe, I actually killed my sword slave, interesting, interesting. ”

Just when Wang Congming was surprised, the Fusang Sword Saint spoke, but his tone became a little weird, and his voice was even more calm.

The temperament is completely different from the Fusang Sword Saint just now. Although it is the same body, but at this moment, the body of the Fusang Sword Saint is full of anger,

He has three generations of ghosts in his left hand, and two generations of ghosts in his right hand, and his breath is terrifying.

"What the hell is going on? How powerful was the Fusang Sword Saint just now?" Wang Renjie and the others were completely suppressed by the momentum of the Fusang Sword Saint, and they were frightened in their hearts.

Only Wu Tian opened his mouth and smiled: "What should I call you, Fusang Sword Saint?" or ...... Onitoru?"

(End of chapter)