Huang Yan no longer had the energy to think about the pair of eyes that appeared in the sky, what was going on, because he was in a lot of pain now, it was a hot pain, and he had to clamp the vital parts to relieve it slightly, and he tried his best not to let his expression become hideous due to the pain, but the plump beads of sweat and red face hanging on his forehead clearly told others that he was in terrible pain now. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The heroes of the rivers and lakes all over the mountains looked at the appearance of the head disciple of the knife monarch who wanted to rub but did not dare to rub it, wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, Huangsha Daojun could stand next to him, maybe the consequence of laughing out loud was to be stabbed, so he could only hold it hard and secretly rejoice in his heart.

Looking at Duan Pingsheng's "arrogant" appearance, Huang Yan was angry from the heart, if it wasn't for Sha Moxiao's timely action, I am afraid that his life would not be guaranteed! He gritted his teeth and looked at Duan Pingsheng, and Duan Pingsheng was also looking at him, not only watching, but also pretending to be forced to helpless and said: "I'm sorry Brother Huang, because your sword skills are too strong, this king has nothing to do, so he can only kick with his feet." ”

"You...... Despicable and shameless! Huang Yan was furious, his eyes resentful.

The wine beggar over there bit the cork of the wine bottle with his teeth, spit it out into the distance, shook his head and said: "This is a bad word, in the eyes of the old flower, you are two big children who fight a little bit, what are you talking about when children fight?" I said Huang Yan, learn from your master, he has repeatedly challenged the masters of the Central Plains over the years, and he has not won the victory, but he didn't see him lose and mess around? ”

Huang Yan had no choice but to reason with the beggar, so he had to swallow this breath, and Duan Pingsheng spoke again: "If Brother Huang is in poor health, the competition between you and me, the Black Tower Brother, will be suspended for the time being, lest you lose and say that we are not victorious." ”

"Who's sick?"

Huang Yan stood up angrily, pulled the sore spot and immediately retracted, looked at the smile on the faces of Duan Pingsheng and the others, and said angrily: "If you don't win, it should be me who says!" It was just an accident to lose to you just now, otherwise we would have done it again? ”

Duan Pingsheng waved his hand: "It's not early, if Brother Huang has no opinion, just go straight to Wu Heita, if you still want to ask this king for advice, there will be a chance in the future!" Black Tower, go on, try how many catties and taels does this Sword King master disciple have? ”

Huangsha Daojun never stopped Huang Yan from falling into Duan Pingsheng's trap step by step, his purpose was just to see how hot Wu Heita was, and as for the grudge formed today, some of them had time to resolve.

Being stared at by all the martial arts masters present, Huang Yan was like a duck that had been driven to the shelf, holding a long knife in his hand and walking ten steps away from Wu Heita, he took a deep breath, the pain eased a little with time, and finally allowed him to stand up straight, looking at the black iron strong man in front of him, Huang Yan puffed up and said: "Let the horse come over!" ”

Daoist Wusi, who was in charge of presiding over the competition between the two, reminded him: "Huang Yan, this competition is intended to test Wu Heita's cultivation results for the first level of "Walking in the Sand", you must not use moves that exceed the first level, otherwise Wu Heita will win, have you remembered?" ”

"Yes!" Huang Yan responded coldly and clenched the knife tightly.

"Good!" Daoist Wusi nodded lightly, "Fair competition, stop at the point, and compete...... Begin! ”

Unlike Fang Cai, it seemed that because of the critical injury, Huang Yan did not continue to choose to take the initiative to attack, but put on a posture and waited for Wu Heita to attack.

For the Black Iron Strongman, there is always only one goal in battle, and that is to attack! Destroy all the targets in your path with an overwhelming attack! He shouted violently, holding the long knife in his hand, and ran away, don't look at him is still a body refining martial artist in the foundation building period, but the appearance of stepping and galloping is comparable to a fierce bull charge, and his momentum is far beyond that of other foundation building martial artists.

Huang Yan stood motionless, and when Wu Heita's long knife slashed down, he slashed horizontally, and although the scabbard was not removed, it made the air whistling.

The first shot of the two of them did not use the moves on the sand line, Wu Heita felt that there was no need for it, and the first disciple of the Sword Monarch made up his mind to compete with the strong man of black iron.

In terms of speed, Huang Yan, who was undoubtedly in the realm of refining body Xiao Zhoutian, was superior, and his long knife came first, slashing at Wu Heita's psoas muscles. However, the physical strength of the black iron strong man far exceeded that of ordinary foundation building warriors, Wu Heita only frowned, and then he came forward, and in the loud shouts, the sword became stronger and stronger.

Huang Yan, who failed to strike a blow, probably sensed the limit of Wu Heita, and immediately raised his knife to block it.

The two long knives collided violently, and the scabbard immediately deformed violently, and the two of them parted with a touch, Wu Heita, who had the advantage of the shot, retreated half a step, but Huang Yan, who was in a hurry, took several steps back.

Wu Heita immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, this time he used a style of "knife slashing crazy sand" in "Walking in the Sand", only to see that Huang Yan had not yet stood still, Wu Heita took advantage of the situation to approach, and slashed out obliquely, the angle was not so tricky, but he was well versed in the power of slashing mad sand. Wu Heita's eyes seemed to be flying sand, and his goal was to slash a knife, the most powerful detail of this knife and the courage of the knife.

Drink!

Wu Heita, who had turned into a desolate ancient beast, roared suddenly, and immediately overshadowed the rumbling waterfall, not only crushing Huang Yan from the momentum, but also the blade of the knife exploded with a roar, which was clearly a phenomenon that could only be triggered after comprehending the gist of the knife slashing mad sand!

Huangsha Daojun's eyes were bright, whether it was age, talent or this majestic physique, Wu Heita was an excellent candidate in his heart, so much so that he stared closely at every movement of the black iron strong man, forgetting that Huang Yan, who was retreating one after another, was his personal disciple.

Huang Yan, who was forced to retreat by Wu Heita again because of his hasty blocking, suddenly stepped on the ground and stopped, and finally regrouped, choosing to take the initiative to attack, and charging opposite Wu Heita who was rushing wildly, he no longer simply competed in strength and speed, but used the tornado sand that he had faced Duan Pingsheng before.

The long knife dragged behind his back, stirring up countless sand and stones on the cliff, and in just three steps, Huang Yan completed the preparation of the knife, and it was extremely coincidental that Wu Heita also used tornado sand, which was also only three steps away, and the knife momentum had been formed.

The two shot face to face at the same time, and the same trick collided at the same time.

However, the difference is that in the simple competition of strength, Huang Yan is actually weaker than Wu Heita, only to hear the sound of gold and iron in the air, and the scabbards of the two actually collapsed due to the huge force.

No one could have imagined that in this competition of disparities in realms, the foundation builders had the upper hand, and from the beginning to the present, the situation has always been firmly controlled by Wu Heita.

However, some discerning people, including Duan Pingsheng, have already noticed the subtleties.

Due to the retreat of the first disciple of the Sword Monarch, he actually retreated to the edge of the cliff at this time, and Wu Heita, who was pursuing with the victory, also came to the edge of the cliff.

"Lord Wang!"

Jia Longyang looked anxious, afraid that Huang Yan would cheat, but Duan Pingsheng was extremely calm, there were so many high-ranking people watching him, and it was not his turn to play tricks!

Luo Baiyu looked at the two people on the edge of the cliff lightly, his eyes drooped slightly, he thought that Huang Yan would be a smart person, it seems that he is just a little smart, in the case of Huangsha Daojun clearly thinking about accepting apprentices, and letting Wu Heita show his strength like this, wouldn't it make Sha Mo smile and love more and more? Even if he pretended to be weak, what could he do if he led it to the edge of the cliff? What if you don't have a scabbard?

Obviously, the things that could be solved by using all his strength to defeat Wu Heita at the beginning have to be delayed to the point where the result is almost certain now!

Luo Baiyu shook his head secretly, no wonder Huangsha Daojun has never given up recruiting new disciples all these years, it turns out that Huang Yan is really just a seemingly shrewd, but actually stupid waste!

However, Huang Yan, who was cornered, didn't think so, he looked at the long blade that was shining golden by the setting sun, and felt the gentle breeze caused by the falling waterfall, this sword monarch leader suddenly moved his gaze to Wu Heita's body.

The long knife was slightly withdrawn, and Huang Yan immediately immersed himself in his own independent world, and only after all the sounds had turned into nothingness did he slowly take out the knife.

At first, others thought that he used the first and last "Treading Wave Song" in "Walking in the Sand", because Wu Heita also used this trick.

Treading the waves, no gravity, only attention, the more free and easy, the more you can grasp the essence, what impresses Huangsha Daojun is that when a rugged and strong man like Wu Heita uses this knife, the heat is not much worse than Huang Yan, and because of his own unique temperament, he is like a reckless man who retreats to the desert.

At this moment, Wu Heita showed all the moves he had mastered in front of the eyes of the Yellow Sand Sword Monarch, and Sha Moxiao was indeed moved by his superb talent.

However, it wasn't until the moment before the two knives collided that Huang Yan revealed the killer blow he really wanted to perform - "Wave Riding Song"!

The song of treading waves is the third absolute killer move of the line in the sand, which is derived from the evolution of the song of treading waves, so there is no difference between the two moves, but there is a big difference in the moment of shooting, the song of treading waves is just marching in the sea of sand, and the waves are not alarmed, but the song of treading waves has a crazy atmosphere, like a peerless swordsman dancing in a sandstorm, wanting to compete with the heavens!

Even though Wu Heita was not afraid of Huang Yan because of his natural divine power, because of the huge gap inherent in the two moves, he was immediately defeated, and the long knife suddenly came out of his hand, and he also faced the disaster of killing!

The Yellow Sand Dao Monarch's eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out and waved out a wind and sand in an attempt to stop Huang Yan, but he forgot that there was a mysterious prohibition next to this Longmian Cliff, and all martial arts moves involving the Great Dao Zhili could not be used. However, the Taoist master who was in charge of presiding over the competition did not forget, and he immediately flew up and went to rescue Wu Heta.

At this moment, Huang Yan had only one thought in his heart, that is, to kill Wu Heita, and the only thing he had to do was to make his long knife more powerful.

I admit that you are extremely talented, far from being comparable to me, but what good is that? No matter how strong a dead man's talent is, he can only be a dead man after all!

However, the head disciple of the Sword Monarch did not see the Shen Yi gaze in Wu Heita's eyes, the black iron strong man did not blindly pin his fate on others, the long knife left his hand, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the knife, this knife was naturally not the one that flew into the deep stream, but the one in Huang Yan's hand.

And his grasping technique was not recklessly reaching out to grab it, but suddenly avoiding the sharp blade, like an eagle's claw firmly buckled to the back of the knife, at the same time, Huang Yan, who seemed to be singing in the desert, was also choked by a palm drilled out of the wind and sand, and the wild song suddenly disappeared, leaving only eyes full of disbelief!

He couldn't believe that his smug trick would be dissolved by a small foundation-building martial artist, even if he couldn't use his internal strength, he would never be able to become like this!

However, what he didn't know was that Wu Heita's hand-grasping knife technique was secretly accompanied by immortal methods.

As for the person who taught him, he gave himself a slap in the face, and secretly complained in his heart, why couldn't he think about it so much in the first place?

I have to plan to sell Wu Heita!

Hey, in the end, the kung fu was taught, but it was not completed, but it was made into a wedding dress, which cheapened his life!