"Zhang Feng's heart, this point is very eye-catching''" Emperor Yan looked at Zhang Feng and helped the knife, and felt Xiaolin's position with his heart, "It seems that the kid is going to make that move, and a hundred flowers are blooming."

"Inevitably, close combat struggle, after all, that little bastard is not as strong as Zhang Feng under the influence of congenital, and his internal strength is not so strong" The wild dragon nodded.

At this time, the people on the edge of the ring, watching butterflies, dandelions, and wildflowers appear in the ring again, Xiaolin used the artistic conception of loose hands to personify, stepping on a cheerful pace, running around, frolicking, Zhang Feng frowned, what a weird feeling, his pace was too erratic, feeling the surging simulacrum, shouting, and once again dragged the knife with a violent knife cyclone to block it, determined Xiaolin's position with his heart, rushed out of the encirclement, lifted it to the top, and slashed it in the wind! "Nine rules of place, why the grave!?"

Xiao Lin looked at the knife gang that came directly, copied the short knife and condensed it with the same third knife, "Nine rules of place, why is it a grave!? Zhang Feng's knife gang was fierce and shocked, and Xiao Lin knew that he couldn't fight hard, and the knife gang thrown out was like a soft and fluffy stick like a marshmallow, and the two gangs touched each other.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt like he was chopping on cotton, the blade seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the fierce knife bent the cotton swab, bent it, and finally couldn't go down anymore! Can't split!! At this time, the force was also dissolved, and the cotton swab rebounded back violently like a bent rubber roller!! The violent force of the shock pressed the knife back, and the force of the rebound bounced back into Zhang Feng's tiger's mouth, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the wooden knife in his hand almost came out! What is it!? Follow the force and take more than ten steps back to unload the force''''

"Good boy!! The sticky word formula of Sanshou and Kongming Fist is integrated into the heavenly knife, with soft touch hard, and weak to overcome strong!! Shen Molang laughed and cheered, Dad Lin couldn't help laughing, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "If the soldiers are strong, they will be destroyed, and if the wood is strong, they will be broken." The strong place is down, the weak place is up, the world is not weaker than the water, and the strong can win, it is not easy. The weak is better than the strong, the soft is better than the strong, the world knows everything, and nothing can be done''''"

"A wonderful knife, let the Tiandao Zhang family see the completely opposite heavenly knife!!" Su Qingfeng clapped his head.

"Isn't the Heavenly Sword the best in the world with its fierceness? What is this'''" There was a burst of confusion and discussion in the audience.

"He operates the Heavenly Sword Technique with the intention of emptiness, the world is the most rigid, and he has become the softest in the world''''

Sun Qianzhi suddenly found that his artistic conception was completely incomparable with that child, and his cultivation could be precipitated over the years by cultivating his internal force, but his artistic conception needed epiphany and chance.

"What a little ghost, the Heavenly Sword has been turned into a sword technique that combines yin and yang, rigidity and softness" Chaofeng clapped his hands.

"Interesting!! Ha ha! Interesting! Little steel cannon! You are my prey! Qian Shaokun laughed, and the war intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Zhang Feng felt the simulacrum coming from all over again, a burst of helplessness, disgusting attack methods, quick and quick decision, his martial arts routines are not based on killing moves at all, they are all sticky, soft, illusory, and captured.

No, I have to fight with all my might, I represent the orthodoxy of the Zhang family, and I suddenly raised the wooden knife, the handle of the knife was slammed to the chest, and the knife gang flowed back to the body, forcibly operating the last true qi.

"That kid is going to fight, the knife is in the body, and the sheath of the fourth knife is opened" Xiao Lin, how will you deal with it, the kind of supreme technique just now, I'm afraid it won't work, after all, one force will drop ten times''" Zhang Wuji received a holographic live broadcast from Lin's father, and muttered, Xiao Lin is his most proud disciple, in his mind, just like his own son, because of his mutation, Zhang Wuji saw the final knife of the heavenly sword, the knife that destroyed the world and the earth''' heart suddenly opened up, broke the Zhenzhi, and advanced by leaps and bounds, He even began to wonder if the ninth knife he was looking for was the end.

Feeling the terrifying momentum, Xiao Lin took a deep breath, and the butterflies, wildflowers, and dandelions around him, more and more, suddenly rushed to his own direction, forming layers of round walls, layer after layer, very beautiful, the short knife in his hand was clenched tightly, waiting for Zhang Feng'

The knife is coming in an instant! Chopped on the wall of butterflies and other simulacrums, each layer passed, the strength will decline one layer, Xiao Lin calmed down, looking at the last layer to be broken, the immature voice yelled "Break it for me!" "Swing the knife away violently, this time it is different from the soft, but the fierceness of the third knife! The knife gang is condensed in one place to the greatest extent, as sharp and thin as a scalpel, and the blade of the weakened fourth knife is cut off in an instant, and the broken knife gang passes by.

"This Lin Lin, whether it is talent, strain, or even psychological quality, is the world's choice" ''The Shen family is afraid that there will be another supreme martial artist'''" Jiang Lao originally planned to push away Dao Gang when the last layer was broken through, but it seemed that it was not needed.

"The little boss's use and control of true qi is really prohibitive" Da Tianer looked at the protruding blade on the short knife, that kind of sharp, cold and pressing.

Everyone was shocked, and the huge knife was cut off alive by a small short knife.

"This is the art of controlling true qi and condensation, no matter how big the knife is, it is just a blunt weapon, sharpening iron is like clay, even if it is as small as the scalpel in my hand, it is also a divine weapon."

"Fart! I don't even need a weapon!! Dabao looked at the thin man's flat appearance and squirted directly.

"Okay, okay, get ready to welcome, the little boss is coming back" The remnants of the color were white, and the two of them were about to draw their swords and crossbows, and they reminded at a glance, and suddenly the two of them softened.

Zhang Feng half-knelt on the ground, holding a knife as a crutch in one hand, his eyes were full of fatigue, feeling the side effects of using the knife into the body, he was weak and weak, it seemed that he was going to cultivate for a few days, and if he lost, he would lose, he was convinced, he used his strongest killing move and failed, what else could he say, he slowly opened and closed his eyes, and said with a smile full of loss, "I lost"

Xiao Lin walked over slowly with an innocent smile, stretched out his little hand and looked at him, "Get up, I'll help you down."

Zhang Feng was slightly stunned, let go of the hand holding the knife, and shook it, Xiao Lin pulled him up, although it was only a little higher than his waist, holding his waist, Zhang Feng grabbed Xiao Lin's shoulder, and slowly walked to the edge of the ring, looking at Xiao Lin's smiling face, sure enough, I am still too narrow-minded, the spirit of a warrior ''''

"Can we make friends?" Xiao Lin smiled as he walked down.

"Already, isn't it?" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

The dragon was in a hurry, and wanted to yell, "Don't be friends with him!" You're going to regret it! ”

Emperor Yan sighed and said, "Hey, ignorant little ghost" "One day, you will regret why you were so naïve in the first place."

"''''''''''''''''''''" Sun Qianzhi still didn't understand what the two of them meant, and Emperor Yan's words didn't understand it even more.

"Hey, if we are the boss's friend, this little ghost should be the little boss's friend'''" The remnants and others sighed.

"'''''''''''''''" Ye Tingcheng glanced at a few people.

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