In the dim sword mound, countless fireflies danced under the wanton destruction, from a distance, the starlight was dotted, and it was so beautiful that people were intoxicated, but under the sound of bursting energy, the stone room that was constantly swaying was a little more tragic for this place that should have been very beautiful.

Outside the sword mound, Qin Shuang and Wen Chouchou waited anxiously outside with a group of masters of the World Society, no one knew what was happening in the forbidden land, but the strong vibration could be clearly felt in any corner of the entire World Society, this is definitely not a phenomenon that can be caused by one person, who is fighting against the male tyrant? Could it be that the Dugu Sword Saint can't wait for the day of the beginning of autumn and runs in advance to find the bad luck of the hero?

Except for the Dugu Sword Saint, they couldn't think of anyone else in this river and lake who could fight with the heroes to such a tragic level.

"Frost Hall Master, don't be impulsive, now that you rush in, you can't help at all, maybe you will add to the chaos!" Wen Chougu bitterly persuaded Qin Shuang, who wanted to rush in.

Although Wen Chou's martial arts are not high, he has been by Xiongba's side for many years, and in terms of knowledge, he can throw Qin Shuang a few streets, and he can fight with Xiongba like this, whether it is a Dugu Sword Saint or not, it is definitely not something that Qin Shuang's level can mix.

"But we have to find out what's going on inside, right?" Qin Shuang pushed aside Wen Chougu and reached out to push the stone door of the sword mound.

"Frost Hall Master, don't!" Wen Chouchou hurriedly hugged Qin Shuang's arm, what are you kidding, have you ever heard that a companion is like a companion tiger? As Xiongba's close attendant, he knows Xiongba's character very well, if Xiongba wins, it's okay to say, but if he loses, and let them see it, as long as Xiongba doesn't die, you will wait for you to wear small shoes in the future.

"The help master's martial arts are world-renowned. There will be no problem, we just have to wait here. Wen Chouchou persuaded bitterly, naturally he couldn't tell the truth, otherwise with Qin Shuang's character, he would definitely chop himself first.

In the sword mound, Xiongba took a deep breath. looked solemnly at Zhuo Ao, who was also wheezing in front of him, but he didn't expect that his three points of return to the Yuan Gong were difficult to help the other party, the person in front of him didn't look very old, but he cultivated martial arts, which was really the only thing he had seen in his life, this body of martial arts. How exactly do you practice?

"Originally, before the duel with the Sword Master, I was not going to show my swordsmanship to the world, ordinary people only knew the old man's fists and legs, but no one knew that the old man's most powerful ability was above this sword." The peerless sword pointed at Zhuo Ao from afar, and the eyes of the male tyrant flashed with a murderous intent. The young man in front of him made him feel a great threat. Such a character must not be kept!

"That's interesting!" Zhuo Ao smiled and nodded, feeling the fierce sword aura coming from the Wushuang Sword, his heart moved, and the dragon pattern spear behind him bounced. As the hands continued to dance, the dragon chanting spear suspended in the air was divided into three, three into nine, and nine into twenty-seven, in the blink of an eye. Zhuo Ao was surrounded by the phantom of eighty-one spears, which slowly rotated around Zhuo Ao according to a specific melody.

This is a move similar to the return of ten thousand swords that Zhuo Ao realized after the initial formation of the strong heart technique.

"Ten Thousand Swords of the Sword Sect Return to the Sect?" Xiongba's eyes narrowed slightly, but his heart sank slightly, could it be this person, the unknown heir of the hero?

"It's not." Zhuo Ao shook his head, it seems to be the same, but in fact there is an essential difference, the nameless Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, is the sword technique that dominates the Ten Thousand Swords, once it is used, all the swords within the perception range are under its command, if it is really nameless here, in this sword mound place, the male tyrant really has no chance of winning, and his moves, it seems to be very similar to the nameless Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, but in fact, it is a secret combination of three changes, eighty-one shots, it is the number of long-term returns, which is mixed with Zhuo Ao's understanding of the art of war, eighty-one shots, only one is true, The rest are all turned into gas, once cast, although there are only eighty-one shots, but it can make the enemy as if trapped in thousands of troops, if it can reach the extreme, it is not inferior to the nameless Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, but now it is just a grass creation, in terms of power, it is naturally inferior to the nameless Ten Thousand Swords Guizong.

"Humph! Let the old man see if the return of ten thousand swords to the sect is as wonderful as rumored! Xiongba snorted coldly, he was suspicious all his life, once he decided on something, he would never care how others explained, at this time, he naturally regarded Zhuo Ao as an unknown heir, and regarded this competition as a test to fight against the unknown in the future.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zhuo Ao didn't bother to explain, stretched out his hand, eighty-one spears, divided into groups of three shots, like the Yangtze River surging towards Xiongba, Xiongba wanted to hide, but after this idea was born, he found that these spears, seemingly out of order, but secretly combined with the art of the three talents, exhaustive changes, no matter which way he hid, in the end, it was difficult to escape the end of being besieged, such a move, can only resist.

After thinking that he had seen through the subtleties, Xiongba snorted coldly, and the thick Guiyuan True Qi around his body exploded, and the unparalleled sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and the sword qi visible to the naked eye did not show weakness and collided with Zhuo Ao's gun array.

Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang ~

The sonorous sound continued to echo in the sword mound, causing countless swords on the ground to buzz under the traction of the strength of both sides.

Xiongba's face sank like water, and the gun-shaped gang qi that came was blasted was smashed again and again, but soon, the same number of gun-shaped gang qi appeared in the rear, and continued to attack in formation, only eighty-one spears, but at this moment, it really formed a momentum like the Yangtze River, and the sword qi of the male tyrant was like a rainbow, trying to approach Zhuo Ao again and again, but the closer to Zhuo Ao, the attack of the eighty-one spears would suddenly become dense, and after a long time, Xiongba gradually gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.

Zhuo Ao's gun array is created by relying on the heart of the gun, the change of the three talents, and more importantly, the root of this array is with the dragon pattern gun, Zhuo Ao with the mystery of the gun heart to attract the qi of heaven and earth cast eighty gun-shaped gas, if you talk about consumption, it is naturally far lower than the sword qi condensed by Xiongba's own true qi and sword intent, and after a long time, Xiongba's consumption is naturally far beyond Zhuo Ao, even if both of them are the peak powerhouses of the innate realm, and the true yuan is endless, but there is always a balance, once the balance is broken, the true qi in the body will naturally be exhausted.

Seeing that it continued to be consumed, there were no wins or losses, Xiongba's heart was ruthless, and he attracted three points of vitality in his body, and the Wushuang Sword in his hand came out of his hand, and with the traction of the Xiongba's qi, the Wushuang Sword automatically rotated in the air, forming an illusory sword and shield. Although it can only be blocked for a while, it has won a valuable fighter for the hero.

The sword and shield collapsed, and the peerless sword was knocked away, but Xiongba ignored it, his hands were closed, and his body was full of true qi. A huge true qi mass condensed in front of him, and he shouted with a loud shout: "Three points return to the yuan!" ”

The true qi mass that was more than one person tall rotated and quickly bombarded in the direction of Zhuo Ao, and the gun-shaped qi continued to bombard the true air mass, but it was blocked by all of them, Zhuo Ao was surprised to find that this true air mass was actually rolling, absorbing the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth for his own use, the longer the time, the greater the power. The reason is similar to Zhuoao's gun array, but it pays more attention to the explosive power of a moment.

"Ninety-nine to one!" As soon as Zhuo Ao stretched out his hand, the dragon chanting spear was in his hand, and the spear condensed by the eighty guns in the air quickly gave up the endless bombardment with Zhuo Ao's loud shout, and the phantom of the spear merged into the dragon pattern gun, and soon formed a giant spear that was more than three feet long. With Zhuo Ao's loud shout, the giant spear fiercely met the three-point return of the hero.

"Boom~"

The entire sword mound collided with the giant spear gang and the three-point return vitality. Shaking violently, countless boulders lost their support and smashed down from the top of the sword mound, constantly bombarding the two of them.

"Poof~"

The two of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and Xiongba stared at Zhuo Ao deadly, and said in a deep voice: "This is not the Ten Thousand Swords Return Sect of the Sword Sect. Who are you? ”

"As I said, I'm not an unknown heir!" Zhuo Ao threw a boulder that smashed towards him away with a single shot, looked at Xiong and said: "Shanxi political envoy, Zhuo Ao!" ”

"People from the court?" Xiongba clutched his chest and slowly stood up. looked at Zhuo Ao, and said in a deep voice: "Xiongba asks himself, there is nothing offensive about my world, why did the adults come to find my Xiongba's bad luck?" ”

"No other." Zhuo Ao looked at Xiong Ba with burning eyes and said: "Regardless of martial arts, mentality, or ability, the male gang leader is the choice of one party, and this official wants to achieve great things, and such a talent as the male gang leader is exactly what this official needs." ”

"Impossible!" Xiongba stood up and said proudly: "I'd rather be the head of the chicken than the tail of the phoenix, and the Xiongba will thank the adults for their wrong love first." ”

"I know." Zhuo Ao nodded, there was not much surprise at Xiongba's words: "The world will be in full swing now, Wushuang City will be destroyed, and the rivers and lakes will be dominated, just around the corner, even if the Xiong gang leader does not join any party, he will not be able to dominate the world in the future, and naturally he does not want to be subservient, how about we make a bet?" ”

"What bet?" Xiongba said vigilantly.

"In just one month, after the beginning of autumn, the world will fall apart, disappear, and cease to exist." Zhuo Aolang said.

"You mean, the old man will lose to the Sword Master?" Xiongba snorted coldly.

"No, in my opinion, although Sword Twenty-Three is powerful, it is no longer a swordsmanship in the world, but the Dugu Sword Saint is unlucky, and after a month, it will definitely fall with this!" Zhuo Ao said indifferently.

"Joke, as long as the old man defeats the Dugu Sword Saint, he will be invincible in the world, and his reputation is like the sky, and it is inevitable that the world will unify the rivers and lakes, how can it disappear?" Xiongba sneered.

"Everything is prosperous and declining, it is the common sense of heaven, I only ask you, do you dare to gamble with me?" Zhuo Ao didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "If after the beginning of autumn, the world will be as I said, and the male gang leader will be unconditionally attached to me!" ”

"What if you don't say that?" Xiongba snorted coldly.

"One hundred and eight Moon Towers in the world, all at once!" Zhuo Ao said indifferently.

"You are the lord of Mochizuki Tower?" Xiongba looked at Zhuo Ao in surprise, but he didn't expect the other party to have this identity.

"Yes, how? Can you afford to gamble? Zhuo Ao smiled.

"Well, as you say." A look of struggle flashed in Xiongba's eyes, and finally gritted his teeth, nodded and said, Wangyue Tower, known as the first floor in the world, the wealth he enters every month is worth a year's income of the world, so tempting, how can he not be moved.

"System prompt: The host and the plot character Xiongba successfully establish a gambling contract, after a month, the world will be scattered, and Xiongba will automatically become a follower of the host, on the contrary, if the world will stand, the host will lose the ownership of the Moon Tower in this secret realm."

Listening to the prompts from the system, Zhuo Ao smiled slightly, and said to Xiong: "After January, we'll see you again." ”

"Don't send it!" Xiongba waved his hand, and no longer paid attention to Zhuo Ao, sat cross-legged next to a boulder and began to exercise pranayama, until Zhuo Ao left, and then slowly opened his eyes. (To be continued.) )