The blood mist dispersed, but some people were happy and some were sad. When Mu Yiya saw that Xu Yongzheng was still standing, she was very happy, but when she saw the wounds on his body and the blood stains on his clothes, she couldn't help but worry. Mu Cangwu's face was tense, and he couldn't see the slightest smile. And Yan Xuantian's eyes were hot, and he let out a cold snort, dissatisfied with Liang Xiong's defeat.

Xianji doesn't think so, he doesn't know much about martial arts tricks, but he understands martial arts. Liang Xiong seeks to fight and survive, sparing his life and exerting his strength, unlike the swordsman who seeks victory and death, uses his sword to understand the way, and has no fear in his heart. So this swordsman won, even if he won miserably, it can be regarded as above board. It's just that, today, how many people will this swordsman step on to add embellishment to his shining light? Or will he die halfway?

Yan Zhuangtian's face was full of anger, and his words were full of dissatisfaction: "What kind of bullshit and blood gun, it's just a wine bag and rice bag, but Er'er." The swordsman, come and die. ”

Juji didn't stop his actions, he didn't want to provoke the disgust of many people, and he didn't want to discourage the flames' confidence.

Mu Yiya on the side said loudly: "This hero, why don't you let me bandage the wounds of this swordsman and rest for a while, lest someone say that you take advantage of the danger of others and win without martial arts." ”

Yan Zhutian seemed to be extremely useful to this hero, and laughed: "I have never been a hero, but I am not a villain who takes advantage of people's danger, you can go." After speaking, he waved his hands, looking extremely bright. It's just that when Yan Tiantian turned his head, his eyes looked in the direction of Xu Yongzheng from time to time.

Mu Yiya bowed down and thanked her, took the gauze, medicine, towels, etc. from her subordinates, and was about to walk towards Xu Yongzheng.

Who knew that Xu Yongzheng was in full swing and was unwilling to rest. Although he also knew that he was not up to it, he still waved his hand and resolutely stepped forward and said, "No, I'll fight by myself." ”

Mu Yiya looked embarrassed, and the judge on the side smiled playfully, but she also nodded.

Flame Storm said, "Since your choice is so, don't let my men show mercy. ”

Yan Chaotian didn't believe that the swordsman had the ability to urge the artistic conception again, and the blood was not strong, so he naturally couldn't communicate with the heavens and the earth and urge the artistic conception. He also didn't believe that the swordsman could swing the giant sword again and swing it freely, so he swung the big sword and formed a big net to cover Xu Yongzheng.

Xu Yongzheng was shrouded in a strict sword wind, and the giant sword in his hand also flipped obscurely. But at this moment, the greatsword was extremely heavy.

Each blade of the broadsword was implemented, and the strength came out through the knife and shook into the sword.

Each sword of the giant sword is extremely difficult, and each sword seeks to avoid the real and the false, absorbing the power of a hundred jun into the sword, like a mud cow entering the sea, and accepting it for the sea.

Rao is like this, Xu Yongzheng's arm was also a little numb from the shock, and even the wounds were ruptured, and the blood did not stop.

Flame Blazing was extremely depressed, if the previous swordsman was heavier than unloading, stronger than free, the answer was that he was also abolished. But now this swordsman, clearly hand-to-hand, is heavier than the force, contained in the sword, all his tricks, through the knife, even if there is a thousand powers, but also on the cotton, how to bear the force, it will only be stressed and then deformed, and finally recovered, as long as your strength is accumulated, it can bear. How to solve this disgusting and hateful cotton?

"Abandon the knife with the palm. The familiar voice sounded again in the middle of the scene.

After hearing this, Yan Zhutian did not hesitate for a moment. Since it is impossible to take the length of the long knife as the advantage, and the weight of the long knife is the potential, then abandon the knife and use the palm, and abandon the long and use the short. This place is short but powerful. So, he gave birth to the wind in his palm, and there was fire in his strength, and there was a great tendency to burn the city. Since the city is burning, how can the fire not be big. The palm shadow in the sky carries the wind and the continuous heat wave, blowing in the face.

The knife is no longer used, but the palm is powerful. The knife was not his forte, and there was nothing wrong with abandoning the knife, the weapon had changed, but his momentum was stronger. The wind in the palm is tighter than the shadow of the sword, and the woven net of fire hits, no matter what you do, you can break it.

When cotton encounters fire, it burns and becomes invisible. Xu Yongzheng naturally knew this, but his sword was still in his hand. Having practiced swords for a long time, he naturally knew how to deal with it. As a result, his sword momentum changed, becoming continuous and surrounding, like the water of the Red River, soft and powerful, the water is invisible, but it has the ability to transform and extinguish fire. Water and fire have been incompatible since ancient times, and this water potential is not monstrous, only flowing freely. The fire did not spread all over the sky, only the power of the city. Therefore, the water cannot be turbulent, and the fire cannot be extinguished, and the fire cannot be raging, and the gentle river cannot be burned.

The fire of the city and the water of the river are compatible and dissipated. Xu Yongzheng seemed to be struggling, but he was not defeated. Flame Montagony didn't want to do more useless work.

Everyone present also saw this situation, but they couldn't know who would last in the end, but the fire could only be continued with firewood, and the water could flow freely.

"Those who have never heard of martial arts do not win with tricks, and they do not deceive without soldiers. "Naturally, Shenji saw this, and he needed to think of something.

"Mr. Fallacious, the warrior doesn't ask about the process, and if he doesn't do anything, he will naturally become a king and lose a villain. Mu Yiya on the side was vibrant.

"Then I heard that the swordsman is elegant, and he does not bully the defenseless with his soldiers, and now, Shaoxia, it is a pity that you have done this. "The trial base kills people and punishes the heart, intending to mess with Xu Yongzheng's state of mind.

Mu Pengli was worried on the side, if this swordsman fell for that person's trick and abandoned the sword without using it, he was afraid that he would be defeated, then he would also underestimate this swordsman, and such a stubborn swordsman would not be able to make a big deal.

Mu Yiya couldn't open her mouth to argue, so she had to squeeze her palm tightly.

"One person, one sword is enough. ”

"No matter your swords, clubs, and eighteen weapons, all of them are a sword to retreat from the enemy, and no matter how many troops you have, I am still a sword against the enemy. Xu Yongzheng spoke unhurriedly, but his voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Sure enough, I think the sword in your mouth is better than the sword in your hand. Judge Ji scoffed.

Xu Yongzheng shook off his domineering palms, very displeased. "If not, Mr. Shenji can come down and feel the sword in my hand. Otherwise, shut your ridiculous mouth, I don't want to be like you and mess with my mind. ”

Mu Yiya covered her mouth and snickered, not knowing that the sword in this swordsman's mouth was so mean. Shen Ji was as uncomfortable as eating raw eggplant, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Flame Blaze seemed to be amused, and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, the momentum of the giant sword in Xu Yongzheng's hand changed suddenly. The water of the river seemed to be red from the top, and there were thousands of troops and horses fighting against each other, and the fighting was extremely fierce, and the blood and severed limbs stained the whole river red, and the river became purgatory, miserable and desolate. However, this sadness is different from ordinary sadness, revealing some tragedy, and a bit of strong killing intent. The river turned into blood, and when the blood met the fires of the city, it became a mist of blood. After a while, Xu Yongzheng was surrounded by red mist.

The palm wind is thick, but it is also like the wind. It's just that no matter how strong the wind is, you can't blow away this dense fog that covers the city and the sun, and the dense fog formed by the combination of blood intent and killing intent. The flames shouted violently, and turned their palms into fists, releasing the killing intent and fire in the fist, like a tiger slaughtering, choosing people to devour.

The tiger was like fire, but it eventually dissipated in the blood mist, and the blood mist became thicker.

The giant sword drank the blood of its master, the blood of ten thousand people, and the intention of slaying the tiger, and it became full, emitting a scarlet light.

The monstrous flame cleared the dense fog and quickly approached, with absolute certainty, slapping the wound on Xu Yongzheng's chest with one palm, completely ignoring the fierce giant sword.

The mist of blood rose again, but it was a little different from the last time, not so thick and wide.

Everyone could still vaguely see the two figures intersecting, and finally dispersed.

Swap for move, lose both.

Xu Yongzheng did not fall to the ground, but the wound on his chest had deteriorated a lot, and the corners of his mouth could not contain the surging blood, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was completely absorbed by the giant sword. The greatsword quickly returned to normal after a moment. On the other side, the flame monstrous sky was not so comfortable, he was under the power of the two swords of the giant sword, leaving a crossed wound on his chest, and blood gushed like a spring. He had to bend his knees, bow his head and frown, and asked, "You can actually absorb Liang Xiong's killing intent in such a short period of time, what kind of evil demon crooked path technique are you using?"

Xu Yongzheng naturally didn't pay attention to this kind of loser's question, and he didn't want to explain. He raised his giant sword, narrowed his eyes, and said, "If you don't accept it, you can fight again." If you want to slander me like this, you will seek death. Say one more word, and I will take off your head. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. ”

This swordsman finally showed his domineering strength to match.

Flame Blazing wanted to speak again, but he couldn't stop the blood and qi from surging, and he couldn't suppress the killing intent in those two sword moves raging in his body. So he had to meditate on the spot.

I didn't think about it, but in the blink of an eye, the giant sword was cold, and it was placed on his neck.

"I never thought you would be so shameless. "Flame monstrous way.

"At that time, you pretended to allow me to heal, but in fact you meant to sneak attack. When he was fighting, Mr. Xianji did not hesitate to put down his celebrity and celebrity status, and the battle with my tongue provoked me to abandon the sword. Even in the end, you still slander me as a demon. In my opinion, you are just a small person. In that case, I am not a pedantic swordsman, nor am I a good person, so why should I be ashamed, or beg you to be ashamed of this villain. ”

Xu Yongzheng whispered in Yan Zhuangtian's ear, completely ignoring Flame Peaking's wonderful facial expression, and then, the heavy sword slapped Flame Screaming Heaven's back, Flame Torrential spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and the whole person flew forward, and then fell to the ground.

Obviously, he didn't intend to kill them all. It's one thing to defeat him, but killing him is really an enemy of Qingwu Valley, and he really doesn't want to cause more trouble.

Mr. Zhenji on the side hurriedly came out to thank him: "Thank you for your mercy." In his opinion, Yan Zhuangtian can lose openly, and he naturally doesn't want to lose his bearing. Sure enough, this action was extremely appropriate in Mu Pengli's opinion.

Xu Yongzheng patronized the sword to heal his wounds, kept his mouth shut, and turned a deaf ear.

"First break Liang Xiong, and then defeat the flames, one day, this swaying list will have the reputation of the king. ”

Fuyao is famous, this is the dream of many young people! And at this moment, these words are from the mouth of a celebrity and scholar to comment on Xu Yongzheng, so how will Xu Yongzheng enjoy a reputation in the rivers and lakes in the future? Everyone was so envious, but the next scene was even more shocking.

Juji bowed and said respectfully to the swordsman: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name." ”

"Xu Yongzheng. ”

He was answered with three simple and neat words.

The swordsman's face did not move at all, and it looked so unruly to outsiders.

But everyone knows that this name will not be ordinary today.

Because, after the celebrity praised the review, no one in the world knows you.