The horse's hooves roared straight to open the Beihai City Gate, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the shops on both sides were closed and locked early, the oncoming wind disturbed the leaves of the poplars on the side of the road, Ying Long took a piece of whirling in the air, gently rubbed it in the palm of his hand, looked at the withered yellow crawling all over the leaf veins, and couldn't help muttering:

"Autumn has arrived. ”

He suddenly thought of the maple leaf forest that day, the corners of his mouth were happy lightly, if he hadn't rushed to the ring, he would have jumped out of the carriage, found Ke'er, and fled regardless of it!

The carriage stopped not far from the ring, and the two white-hoofed and green-maned horses neighed lightly, but the bustling crowd was unmoved, Ying Long sat in the car, and from a distance, the ring was still far away.

Wang Zhulu waved the meteorite whip, his thick eyebrows were upside down and shouted loudly, the horse whip exploded several times in the air, and the crowd looked frightened, staring at this strange and rough man.

Wang Qi scolded tiredly, held his chest to catch his breath, turned his head to Ying Long and said, "Disciple, you wait, I'll go and open the way for you!"

After saying that, he jumped up and landed steadily on the sea of people, his body was very fast, using the 'sailfish style' in "Eight or Nine Xuantian Gong", on the shoulders of the crowd seemed to be on the ground, and ran to the center of the ring in an instant, the four people in the ring were fighting fiercely, and suddenly saw that there was one more person, and he didn't think about attacking together, Wang Zhulu threw the four people off the ring together like pinching onions and garlic, and then beckoned to Ying Long:

"Good apprentice, come here!"

Ying Long stood on the carriage, poked out a few times, the crowd next to the car was a lot smarter, and where Ying Long landed, they avoided one after another, so they had to shake their heads and smile bitterly: "Master, I, how am I going to pass?"

Xi Nan behind him just ran over, hunched over and shouted weakly: "Disciple, you just have to jump!"

Ying Long jumped into the air in disbelief, the crowd screamed and avoided one after another, and a white sword stuck to the forehead of the sea of people, just on the sole of Ying Long's feet, carrying the rickety Ying Long to the ring.

Wang Zhulu raised Ying Long's arm and shouted:

"I'm here to get that 'jagged sword', which of you won't accept it"

There are three people sitting next to the ring, namely Qintian, Yanyundao and Suzuki Miyako, these three people are the sword bearers of every kendo meeting, and the sword bearers judge wins and loses, and maintain the kendo conference.

Suzuki Miyako was propped up on the table, with half a cigarette in his mouth, and the sparse stubble crawled all over his face, he took off the cigarette butt and flicked it, and said with a smile: "Who the are you?"

Wang Zhulu's face was like a black iron, he slowly turned around, and the translucent sword in his sleeve burst out, and he chanted: "Ah Na Dao - Death Tribulation • One"

In an instant, the seat under Suzuki Miao's feet and the chair under his ass were all shattered into powder, and he fell into a pile of wood powder with a "bang", and was stunned for a while before jumping up and scolding:

"Who are you? How do you know my Thirty-Three Passages?"

Wang Zhulu ignored it, and stood majestically in the ring, like a mountain that could not be shaken, scanning the crowd left and right.

"Who else is not convinced?"

The translucent sharp edge in his hand pointed at whoever was under the ring, and everyone was stunned and shook their heads to dodge.

Qin Tian slowly stood up, his hand lightly supported the hilt of the sword on his side, and he raised his head and said, "He didn't sign up, did he?

"Sign up? I still need to sign up for my apprentice?" Hahaha" Wang Zhulu laughed wildly a few times, his clothes fluttered wildly, and the next second he had already flashed behind Qin Shui, and the light sword was against Qin Shui's throat, and he sneered: "Are you in charge here?" He knocked on Qin Tian's head, "You mushy head, have you forgotten that my apprentice doesn't need to sign up?"

Qin Tian's face was as white as paper, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword also drooped, and he muttered: "Just now, just now, this move is, is it my swordsmanship?"

"How about your 'treading waves' in "Tianshui One Color Sword"?

Wang Zhulu pressed Qin Tian's throat against him, and turned his head to ask Yanyun, "What about you? What do you think? Do you want me to show my hand of "Falling Horse Cherry Blossom Sword"?"

Yanyun Dao sprang up, took a few steps back, and shouted, "You can't go wild here?"

"I can't help it, I'm going to try it, I can't help it!"

The two sides were tense and full of gunpowder, Ying Long couldn't help but be stunned when he watched his master defeat the two masters of Beihai City in a row, and said in his heart: How did I win that day, Master?

Xi Nan hurriedly pushed away the crowd, staggered to the middle of the two sides, shook his hands wildly, and shouted: "Can't fight!

As soon as Yanyun Dao saw Xi Nan running over, he immediately pulled him down beside him, pointed at Wang Zhulu and said: "Brother Xi Nan, you came just in time, the four of us work together, he is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, and he can't eat today!"

"Hahaha! Four people beat me up, this is your famous and decent style? Whether it's good or not, you all come together! Lao Tzu is not afraid!"

Xi Nan cried bitterly, ran to the middle of the two sides again, and shouted: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Wang Zhulu fiercely pressed against Qin Tian's throat and scolded:

"Dogs, offal! I'm dead today, and I'm going to pull a few more pads, that's my disciple in the ring, and it's okay if I'm dead today! He will avenge me, and none of you people here can escape!"

Suzuki Miyako stepped forward and said, "Then even you killed your disciples, what are you still arrogant?"

Wang Zhulu was furious, "What? You dare to kill my apprentice, you dare to kill my apprentice?" He let out a long roar of annoyance, threw Qin Tian out of the distance, pointed at Suzuki's nose and scolded: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability, while I am still alive, this will chop off your dog's head!"

Wang Zhulu stepped on a few feet in anger, stepped forward with his sword, and was about to compete with Suzuki Miyako, Suzuki did not show weakness, his right arm was surging with black qi, and he was a obsidian-like ghost-headed broadsword.

Wang Zhulu saw the three of them draw their swords, raised their heads and closed their eyes, and laughed wildly:

"You have this trick in mind, I have spent half my life for this trick, and today I am going to kill all sides, hahaha, hahaha-"

"Xuantian is in a breath - the god of the sea!"

As soon as the light sword circled around Wang Zhulu's body, the qi wave shook the four masters of the North Sea back, and then firmly pierced into his hand, the sword blade hung between his eyebrows, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a dense water vapor behind him, slowly condensing into a huge sea god phantom, holding a trident, and a hoarse scream.

Xi Nan was stunned, and couldn't help but slap himself in the ear, and sighed: "What kind of move is this?

When the water vapor around the sea god condensed, the tentacle-like legs of the octopus slapped on the ground fiercely, and the shark's head, covered with armor made of sea urchins and starfish, stuck a trident in one hand on the ground, shouted

"Who are you going to kill?"