When everyone saw it, what flew to the ring was the Xuanjing Wuzun Duanmu Sword, and they were all shocked.

Many martial arts masters are ready to show their skills tonight and improve their ranking on the Southern Martial Arts List, but now the Duanmu Sword on the ring is immediately intimidated.

Silent, he didn't dare to go on stage to challenge.

However, there are also some brave men, although they know that they are not Duanmu Sword's opponents, but they are still willing to go up and fight Duanmu Sword.

After all, the opportunity to fight with Xuanjing Martial Venerable is a rare opportunity.

Some people have a lifetime, and it is difficult to even meet the true face of Xuanjing Wuzun, let alone fight him!

I saw that a big bald head suddenly flew up and saluted with a fist at Duanmu Sword:

"In the Lower Wolf Tooth Fist, Liu Zhiguang, please also ask Duanmu Wuzun to teach!"

"Descendants of the Wolf Tooth Fist?" Duanmu Jian sneered, "As far as I know, you are just the peak of dark energy, but you don't deserve to let me make a move, you go down." ”

Duanmu Jian's tone was very cold and arrogant, but no one thought he was excessive.

All this is taken for granted, after all, he is a Xuanjing Martial Venerable, and it is normal to look down on a great grandmaster at the peak of dark energy.

It's the same reason that the Dark Jin Grandmaster looks down on the Ming Jin Master.

Liu Zhiguang looked embarrassed, smiled bitterly, and saluted again, "I have long admired the name of Duanmu Wuzun, and I also ask Duanmu Wuzun to reward you with a few tricks, so that I can go back and study it carefully, and it will not be in vain to come to Sujia Ancient Town." ”

Duanmu Jian's face turned cold, "This is what you said, if you are seriously injured, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

After saying this, I saw that the figure of Duanmu Jian flashed suddenly, and then the whole person came to Liu Zhiguang in an instant!

Liu Zhiguang's pupils shrank, and before he could even react, he was kicked in the chest by Duanmu Jian!

Bang!

Liu Zhiguang's person was like a stone thrown out hard, directly bursting out, smashing into the ground twenty meters away from the ring, smashing the bluestone slab ground into a big hole.

And his people were already seriously wounded, and vomited blood.

Even if it is saved, I'm afraid it will be wasted.

Hiss...

When everyone saw this, they all gasped.

This end of the wooden sword really deserves to be the Xuanjing Martial Venerable!

Before he even used his sword, he kicked a great grandmaster at the peak of his dark strength and seriously injured him!

Who else can resist such a violent force?

Everyone was surprised.

At this time, another person flew into the ring and saluted with a fist at Duanmu Sword:

"I am the successor of Xingyi Fist, Ouyang Yi, Wangduanmu Wuzun will teach me!"

Duanmu Jian sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Ouyang Yi, in the middle of the Great Perfection of Dark Energy, the Southern Martial Arts List is ranked ninth, and he can barely be my opponent." ”

"However, you are still not qualified to let me use the sword."

Ouyang Yi smiled wryly, "Being able to fight Duanmu Wuzun is already a supreme glory, how dare you expect to be able to force you to use your sword?" ”

"Duanmu Wuzun, I'm going to make a move!"

Ouyang Yi took the posture of Xingyi Fist.

Duanmu Jian just held the sword with both hands, stood like a stake, and said coldly: "Come on." ”

"Look at the move!"

Ouyang Yi suddenly made a move, using the most advanced technique of Xingyi Fist, and slammed into the Duanmu Sword!

Duanmu Jian held his sword in his right hand, and his left hand immediately came out of his palm!

Bang bang bang!

The two of them fight for ten rounds!

It seems that the battle is fierce, but in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that Ouyang Yi will definitely be defeated.

Because of Duanmu Wuzun, he hasn't drawn his sword yet, and he has also given Ouyang Yi a right hand!

From beginning to end, Duanmu Sword only used one left hand to fight Ouyang Yi!

However, now it seems that Ouyang Yi does not have any upper hand!

This is exactly the horror of the Xuanjing Martial Venerable!

Under the Xuan Realm, they are all ants!

This is true!

The martial arts masters under the ring, in addition to being horrified, the yearning for the Xuan Realm in their hearts became even stronger.

If they also cultivated to the realm of the Xuan Realm, then at that time, it would not be Duanmu Sword who pretended to be so forced in the ring, but them.

How cool that would be!

At this time, on the ring, I saw that Duanmu Jian's left hand suddenly struck out with a palm, and he actually struck out a true yuan that was as sharp as a knife!

Bang!

Ouyang Yi was directly knocked away!

The two fought only fifteen rounds.

Ouyang Yi, who was in the middle of the dark strength Great Perfection, was beaten and flew off the ring, spitting blood from his mouth.

The most terrifying thing is that the Duanmu Sword only uses one left hand from beginning to end!

"Who else!"

Duanmu Jian shouted coldly.

looked at the martial arts masters under the ring, their eyes were wide-eyed, and their eyes were indifferent, as if they were looking at ants under their feet.

Everyone was solemn and did not dare to say anything.

For a while, the entire ring arena was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, five minutes......

Time passes.

No one dared to continue the battle.

Su Yifang stepped into the ring and was about to announce that since no one dared to fight, tonight's champion was Duanmu Sword.

Su Yifang complained in her heart, this wooden sword should have come to participate in the ring match in the seventh game, but now it came so early.

The other warriors also played with yarn, and he could play it alone.

However, there is no explicit rule in the Nanwu Bang Ring Competition, and Xuanjing Wuzun cannot come to the ring now.

"Since no one dares to fight, then I declare!"

"Tonight's champion is..."

"I'm going to fight!"

Before Su Yifang could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a loud shout.

Everyone was stunned and looked back.

I saw a middle-aged man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, slightly hunched back, and slowly walked over.

This middle-aged man is very abstract, with a hideous face, a long nose, small eyes, a bit like a mouse, and two long whiskers on both sides of his mouth.

When everyone saw this man, they were all stunned.

"The rat-shaped fist is often invisible!"

"Why is this guy here?"

"Isn't he only a dark Xiaocheng?"

"Dare to challenge Duanmu Wuzun, isn't this self-defeating?"

When everyone saw Chang invisible, they all despised it.

The rat-shaped fist that Chang Wudao learned is the most despised by people in the martial arts, because the rat is not a good thing in the first place, so the rat-shaped fist is also regarded as a side-door.

However, Chang is invisible, but regardless of the opinions of others, he insists on practicing the boxing techniques handed down by his ancestors.

Now that he has cultivated to the dark strength of Xiaocheng, it can be regarded as a small achievement, but compared to the entrance to the Xuan Realm of Duanmu Sword, it is simply rubbish.

Duanmu Jian saw Chang Wutang, didn't look at him, and said coldly:

", you're not qualified enough to let me move a finger."

Often invisible, but showing an expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"If you don't fight me, how do you know I'm not your opponent?"

As he spoke, he saw an invisible figure flashing, extremely weird, as fast as a mouse, and suddenly jumped to the ring.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but be surprised, at this speed, I'm afraid there is no one at the peak of dark energy!

No one thought that the cultivation was only dark and invisible, and the speed could reach this fast!

Chang Wuwu squinted at Duanmu Jian and said lightly: "I think I am not only qualified to fight you, but I can also defeat you, and even abolish you, cut off your limbs, and gouge out your eyes." ”

"What do you think?"

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(End of chapter)