Ying Long was not polite, kicked open the door of the house, and shouted loudly:

"Senior Wang, I've learned all the 'Nine Extremes and Nine Styles'! I'm going to pick up Ke'er today!"

Ying Long yelled, facing many strong men blocking the way, they were all subdued by him with a sword, and walked until he walked to the inner hall of the villa, Wang Zhulu was sitting in a precarious position, wearing a wide robe, holding half a bowl of rice in his hand, a plate of side dishes on the table, pulling a bite from time to time, and only after half a sound did he free his mouth and asked:

"Have you learned it all?"

Ying Long held the wooden sword in front of his chest, stared at Wang Zhulu with cold eyes, and said:

"What? Do you want to try it?"

Wang Zhulu picked up a green vegetable casually and said slowly:

"Is there really anyone in the Three Realms who can learn the Seven Styles in one night? I don't believe it!"

"Then draw your sword and teach you!"

Wang Zhulu laughed a few times and said:

"What about my 'Eight or Nine Xuantian Gong'? Haven't you learned it?":

Ying Long said: "If you win today, you naturally don't need to learn, if you lose, you will die!

Wang Zhulu put down the dishes and chopsticks, stared at Ying Long for a while, and said:

"Then you-then you have learned my two styles, can you call me Master?"

"What did you say?"

"You have learned my two-style swordsmanship, just call me Master! Then whether you are dead or alive, I have no regrets!"

Ying Long hung down the wooden sword, scratched his head, and said in his heart:

"I learned his two-style swordsmanship, so naturally I should call him Master"

Just as he was about to speak, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and he exclaimed:

"No! I called your master, if I kill you by mistake, wouldn't I have committed the great crime of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors!

Wang Zhulu shook his head with a wry smile and sighed:

"Ahh

Wang Zhulu laughed heartily, the whole room trembled, he kicked the table in front of him far away, leisurely tidied up his clothes, and asked:

"Do you still use a wooden sword?"

"You take your matching sword, I'm not afraid!"

Wang Zhulu snorted coldly and shouted:

"Are you really not afraid?"

"I-I-" Ying Long blushed and said, "Okay!

Wang Zhulu took the wooden sword on the side, put it in his hand and tossed it lightly, the sword qi on his body gushed out, swirling into a pillar of light, the floor in the house exploded, and the roof also flew out, Wang Zhulu laughed softly:

"Little doll, remember to use all your strength! You have to be careful, if you lose your life, Xinan will blame me!"

After saying that, he walked leisurely, the wooden sword was attached to a layer of fluorescence, dancing into a sword group, and thousands of sword qi swept out, cutting through the air 'Ling Ling', and whispered:

"Eight or nine Xuantian Gong - claw fish eel!"

The flying sword qi was thousands, sometimes condensed into strips, turned into the tentacles of clawed fish slashing and sweeping, sometimes drifting like snow, surrounding the body and being impermeable

Ying Long didn't panic, the wooden sword cut off the flying tentacles, and shouted:

"Nine Pole Heavens - Sassy Leaves and Autumn Wind!"

Ying Long's sword shadow here is like an autumn maple leaf, overwhelmingly greeted it, the two of them fought sword qi with sword qi, the sword shadow collided with each other, the wind in the house gusted, and Wang Zhulu's sword shadow was like a wolf's huge mouth, swallowing all the flying sword moves, and roaring and rushing

Ying Long's face frowned, the wooden sword was inserted into the floor, twisted hard, and shouted:

"Nine Extremes Heaven - Impregnable!"

The soil at his feet glowed with golden light, stacked into a wall, barely blocking the flying sword qi, and before Ying Long could take a breath, he only heard a long roar behind the wall

"Eight or Nine Xuantian Gong - Brute Bear Crack!"

A huge sword slashed, where could the thin earthen wall resist, it collapsed without support for half a moment, the gravel hit Ying Long's body, Ying Long only felt the heart-rending pain hit, those gravel all shot into the body, the wound was bleeding, he staggered back a few steps, and his hand held the sword so as not to fall!

The sword slash turned into a sweep again, Ying Long couldn't dodge it, so he hurriedly changed his move and shouted:

"Nine Extremes Heaven - Extreme Domineering • Three Swords!"

The blade of the wooden sword was black and shiny, blocking the side, only listening to the sound of "dang", the sword slash collided with the sword blade, Ying Long only felt that the tiger's mouth was about to crack, and he didn't care about the pain, so he took a breath and used the swift step of "Jiuji Tian - Wine is intoxicating", flashed to Wang Zhulu's head, and the heavy sword was chopped, and then a knife

Wang Zhulu smiled, sideways dodge, the wooden sword against his flying clothes on the ground, the ground immediately fell into a deep pit, Ying Long in the center of the pit, a harrier turned over, facing Wang Zhulu, the wooden sword slashed, is the third knife of "extremely domineering • three knives",

Wang Zhulu's wooden sword was blocked, but he was shocked back a few steps by the oncoming huge force, the wind on the ground was wanton, and the robe on his body was torn off in half, Wang Zhulu looked at the clothes on his body, laughed more than once, and shouted at Ying Long:

"Is that all, why don't you kill me!"

"I've got your wish! Nine Extremes Heaven - Xiangshan Suixue Sword!"

Ying Long's long sword stabbed straight ahead, and he rushed with strength, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Wang Zhulu, his arm stretched out, and the sharp edge came out, stabbing straight away

said that it was too late and that was fast, Wang Zhulu choked the sword blade with two fingers, reversed the wooden sword, and poked Ying Long's left shoulder with the hilt, Ying Long did not show weakness, the dragon qi was overflowing, and it turned into a nine dragon qi drill, and shouted:

"Dragon-Nine Dragons Shake the Earth!"

The two were at a stalemate, and the wooden sword on Ying Long's side was strangled to death by Wang Zhulu's two fingers, and Wang Zhulu's sword hilt was also resisted by Ying Long's "Nine Dragon Drill", Wang Zhulu laughed a few times and shouted:

"Happy!"

Ying Long's inspiration flashed, and the "Nine Dragon Diamond" suddenly withdrew, stabbing at the two fingers holding the wooden sword, Wang Zhulu had no choice but to let go of his fingers, and Ying Long immediately danced a sword flower, forcing him to retreat, and shouted:

"Nine Extremes Heaven • End - Falling Flowers!"

Wang Zhulu stared at this move, stunned for a while, his eyes were puzzled at first, and then became clear for a moment, and said with a wry smile:

"That's it, it's this trick, I should have died under this trick a few years ago, Xinan! It doesn't hurt if I die a few years late! My life should be like this!"

With that, he let out a long sigh, threw away the wooden sword, and closed his eyes to die!