Although the generals surrounded them, they did not rush up to make a move, and even Lin Xiangnan did not make a move, after all, there was a pavilion master.

Although a heart has sunk to the bottom, the ruling division has not given up, and the pavilion master is indeed famous in the world and is considered to be the number one master in the world.

But who has proven it?

The priest said in a deep voice: "I have always heard that the pavilion master is the number one master in the world, and I want to learn it today!" ”

After that, Si Zuo attacked with a solemn face, and he felt a little regretful in his heart, regretting that his sword was no longer by his side.

The sword of the Sword Pavilion is famous all over the world, and the sword of the pavilion master is praised by the world, but the Si Zuo thinks that his sword is not weaker than anyone!

Now that the pavilion master is in front of him, if his sword is by his side, it is just right to learn the pavilion master's sword. It's just that the sword is not by his side at this time, but he suffers a little.

The palm of the seat of the priest attacked like a mountain of seas.

The pavilion master did not draw his sword, and pointed to the sword as a sword to stab the pavilion master's wrist.

Thunder, fast as a meteor.

The pavilion master and the secretary exchanged hands in the big tent, and the circle became bigger and bigger, and the surrounding soldiers were dazzled and dazzled, and they quietly retreated unconsciously.

The two top masters have simplified the complex, and the moves make people's hearts shake.

Tang Ning also watched it intently, but he was muttering in his heart, isn't this a competition, and the sword is not used, but it is pointed out as a sword?

Directly draw your sword and kill something! Save more dreams at night!

However, the pavilion master did not, but pointed at the sword, and even then he had the upper hand.

The generals in the big tent looked at it with a shaken heart, and the ruling division was indeed the top master in the world, and even faintly had the potential to transcend the nine grades, but he was restrained everywhere in front of the powerful pavilion master.

Sure enough, the pavilion master is the strongest!

The generals in the big tent looked at it with a swaying heart, but Bian Qingdou and the priest were terrified.

The Pavilion Master turned out to be so powerful.

Burst. The pavilion master's two fingers poked on the shoulders of the seater, and the seat took a few steps back and stood firmly, his face solemn and gloomy.

Although the pavilion master's finger just now had been unloaded by him, it still hurt him a lot, and his left arm was almost useless.

Originally, he was not the opponent of the pavilion master, but now he suffered a heavy blow, which made his heart sink to the bottom.

The seat of the seat said in a deep voice: "Under the fame, there is really no need, the pavilion master lives up to the name of the world's number one master, and he is willing to bow down to the throne on his fists and feet, but he wants to ask the pavilion master for his swordsmanship!" ”

Before the pavilion master could speak, Tang Ning had already stood up from his seat and said with a smile: "The seat is here to assassinate me, and those who don't know think that the seat is here to compete." ”

The seat stared at each other, and said with a slight smile: "You are a non-mainstream nine grades, how can you understand the loneliness of the master, who else in the world can compete with the pavilion master?" ”

The pavilion master said hoarsely: "Your senior brother is counted as one, you, not counted!" ”

Si Zuo's face sank slightly, although the pavilion master had been pressing him and beating, and he was also injured, but he was not an ordinary nine pins who were vulnerable.

The pavilion master said hoarsely: "Since you want to teach me the sword, okay, give you a chance, the sword comes!" ”

The third senior brother who had been standing beside Tang Ning hurriedly presented the sword left by the pavilion master. But no one gave the priest a sword.

The priest said in a deep voice: "The sword of this seat is left outside the big tent, in this way, how can the pavilion master teach me the way of the sword?" ”

The pavilion master said hoarsely: "Your sword dao? I'm not interested! ”

Si Zuo's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he was just about to speak, when he suddenly felt that the whole world was full of swords, a sword.

The pavilion master's sword moved, looking as fast as lightning and as slow as a thousand pounds, but it was impossible to dodge.

The sword aura was rampant, and the hairs of the generals in the big tent stood up, although the pavilion master's sword was not aimed at them, they had a feeling, as if they would die immediately in the next moment.

Invincible! If the sword of the pavilion lord kills them, they can only be killed by the neck.

The generals in the big tent are all masters of eight or nine grades, and they really feel the strength of the pavilion master at this moment!

Not to mention them, even Tang Ning, who had once felt the power of the pavilion master, couldn't help but stand on end.

And it is the seat that really feels the strength of the pavilion master, as long as he really feels how powerful the pavilion master with the sword in his hand is.

However, he will not sit still!

Originally, he also hoped to provoke the pavilion master and give it a go with his sword, but he didn't expect the pavilion master to look down on him so much!

The priest roared angrily and stepped back, his left hand jerking at the same time.

Burst!

Blood flowers bloomed from the sword flowers, and the beauty was chilling. The only remaining priest screamed, and his body exploded under the pavilion master's sword.

The priest actually grabbed the priest behind him very ruthlessly to block the pavilion master's sword.

In the midst of the blood flowers and severed limbs, the eyes of the seat brightened, and the originally retreating figure suddenly rushed forward, and the palm of his right hand passed through the blood flowers like a poisonous snake and went straight to the pavilion master's throat.

Boom!

The Pavilion Master's left hand turned into a palm to block the sinister killing move of the Si Seat.

The Si Zuo's eyes did not dim, but became brighter, and his left hand followed him like a shadow, heading straight for the pavilion master's heart.

The Pavilion Master abandoned his sword.

Boom!

The priest stepped back.

The pavilion master took the sword in his right hand, and the sword light shone brightly, and he went straight to the seat through the blood flower.

The priest was pulled by the seat to block the sword of the pavilion master, and now the sword of the pavilion master has attacked again, and the seat has retreated to Bian Qingdou's side.

All this fell in Bian Qingdou's eyes, and since the cabinet master and the seat of the seat fought, Bian Qingdou has been watching blankly.

Seeing that the Si Seat fell to the downwind, she watched the Si Zuo pull the priest beside her and turn it into a rain of blood under the sword of the Pavilion Master.

Now the Pavilion Master's sword swept in again, and the Lord Siza had already pushed it to her side.

But Bian Qingdou still stared blankly and didn't move.

Death is also a relief.

The priest's hand was raised, but it suddenly stopped.

Poof!

The pavilion master put away his sword and stood, and the seat continued to take two steps back, two deep sword marks on his chest, and blood gushed out.

Bian Qingdou's stunned eyes were a little surprised, she saw the movement of the Si Zuo's hand, but she didn't know why the Si Zuo finally paused.

If the Si Zuo pulled her over like a priest, he should be able to block the Pavilion Master's sword, but the Si Zuo finally hesitated.

Looking at the blood-gushing seat, Bian Qingdou couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, and she had complained a lot about this uncle before.

complained that she planned the grassland mutiny and planned the Great Zhou Mutiny, so that the situation was out of control. also complained that he put all the blame on his senior brother, so that his senior brother would have to bear the infamy when he died.

But now the seat has stepped forward and brazenly assassinated the Great Zhou Emperor! Although she thought it was stupid, she had to be moved by the determination of the seater.

The priest will not be unaware of the danger involved, which is almost a generous death, and there is almost no way to survive whether he succeeds or not.

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