Martial arts plane

Wu Liuding held the sword in his left hand, the green shirt on his body was almost cut into rags by the sharp sword qi, and every inch of skin on his body was also stained with a large amount of blood.

The qi on his body was also extremely weak, he didn't expect that this handsome boy in white was so terrifying in the way of the sword, or to be more precise, the way of the boy in white could no longer be regarded as martial arts!

So far, the boy in white has not even used his sword to fight him, just condensed his qi into a sword, and made him look so embarrassed.

The Wu family's sword mound has the feat of breaking ten thousand cavalry with nine swords, and when Wu Liuding faced the sword qi of the man in white, he felt that his pressure was no lighter than facing tens of thousands of cavalry!

Just breaking through the opponent's sword qi had already made him almost exhausted.

However, in the previous fights, he was not without achievements, and at this moment, the green silk scattered on the white man's head is his masterpiece!

The white-clothed boy held the long sword with the jasper hilt in his arms, looked at Wu Liuding with a proud expression, and said softly: "I admit that you are a good swordsman, and you are still the first one who can make me seriously use the sword from the inheritance." ”

Speaking of this, the sword qi around the white-clothed man condensed again, and he could vaguely see seven or eight sword shadows composed of gang qi floating around him.

The killing intent began to spread in all directions centered on the man in white.

"Humph!"

He Shen, who was standing on the side watching the battle, just snorted coldly, and without seeing any movement in his hands, those spreading killing intent instantly turned into nothingness.

"Although I don't want to interfere in your battles, I want to put it in front of me, after all, this is a town settled by humans, and in addition to these warriors, there are many ordinary people living here, so I hope that the two of you will restrain your momentum and not affect those ordinary people. ”

He Shen's voice was a little cold, with a bit of warning.

With the momentum of Wu Liuding and the boy in white, if it is shrouded in ordinary people, I am afraid that that person will be seriously ill if he says the least!

The man in white pursed his lips disdainfully, but because of He Shen's terrifying strength, he didn't dare to attack.

The hairpin he used to tie his hair was smashed by Wu Liuding's sword, and his head was full of green silk falling down, this kind of thing had never happened in his past life experience, not to mention that the cultivation of this green-shirted swordsman was far inferior to him.

It's just that the boy in white cares about his hairpin being chopped off, but since the points of attention of others are different, they only feel that the green silk is scattered, which does not bring the slightest minus to the handsome and unparalleled demeanor of the man in white, but highlights a feeling of wild waves.

Some female warriors who were watching the battle on the side, the peach hearts in their eyes even broke through their eye sockets, if this was not two not weak swordsmen fighting, I was afraid that some people would have to show their love loudly!

After two breaths, the anger on the face of the white-clothed man gradually subsided, but revealed a dignified look, his sword path that should have been flawless, was actually caught by this green-shirted swordsman, with the gap between the two people's cultivation, if it weren't for the flaws in that moment, this green-shirted swordsman wouldn't be able to get close to him at all.

This is a bad thing, after all, if it is a battle of life and death, if the opponent's strength is stronger, he will definitely die!

But it's also a good thing, because it's not a do-or-die fight, and his opponent isn't very strong.

Being found out about the flaws in kendo will help him improve his kendo.

But this battle is here, in fact, it is almost the same, if the green-shirted swordsman in front of him continues to fight with him, no one will be able to accurately control their strength, and then this green-shirted swordsman will definitely die in his hands!

"Spit!"

Wu Liuding turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood to the side, and said loudly: "I, Wu Liuding, people can die, and swords can be broken, but there is only one thing I can't do, and that is - admit that my sword path is not as good as your sword way!"

People can die!

The sword can be broken!

But my kendo will definitely not be inferior to yours!

This is Wu Liuding's bottom line, and it is also his sword path!

If he loses this heart, what else will he do to defeat Huang Zhentu, Chai Qingshan, and Deng Tai'a, and truly make his kendo great?

If the way of the sword could not be completed, why did he step into Emperor Wu City, and why did he fight Wang Xianzhi?

"Obsessed!"

The white-clothed man's face showed a look of impatience.

If he wasn't afraid of the power behind this Dragon God Sect, why would he be kind enough to persuade him, fighting between martial artists is a cruel thing, his skills are not as good as people, and if he dies, he will die?

"Hehe, it's worthy of the sword chosen by the sect leader. ”

He Shen, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, smiled and glanced at Wu Liuding, who was covered in blood, and suddenly felt that this kid was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

If a martial artist does not have the idea of 'Lao Tzu is the best in the world', then this person is not worthy of practicing martial arts.

In other areas, the same is true.

Otherwise, he and Shen would not claim to be the first people in business!

"Ahem. ”

I don't know when Fang Xuanling, who came to the martial arts plane, suddenly cleared his throat and interrupted the battle between the man in white and Wu Liuding.

The white-clothed boy and Wu Liuding fell on Fang Xuanling's body at the same time, and the former's gaze was touched, revealing a look of jealousy.

Looking at the entire Qingyang Town, there are not many people who can make him look at each other squarely, Lin Dong counts one, this green-shirted swordsman counts as one, the fat man who intercepted his killing intent just now is also counted as one, and then there is this mysterious Mr. Fang, which is also one of the few existences that is always shrouded in a fog that he can't understand.

The last time he met this kind of person was when he was in the world!

"And my lord, this farce will end here, this little brother has done well enough, he is not losing kendo, but cultivation. ”

Fang Xuanling stretched out his hand and pressed it for a moment, Shi unfolded a soundproof barrier, and whispered: "Just now Zhao Yun returned to the Dragon God Temple with an ape with five arms and a powerful martial artist, and then I asked Minister Zhao what happened, and after understanding the situation, I feel that this matter is very important, so I came here this time to specifically invite you back." ”

Hearing Fang Xuanling's words, He Shen only felt that he was breathless.

Even Mr. Fang, who has no last resort, feels that he has something important to do, and it must be not small when he thinks about it.

Zhao Yun, Fang Xuanling, plus him, can almost be said to be the resident high-level in the Dragon God Temple, not counting the officials of the Dragon God Temple in other aspects, the leaders of the two departments of culture and martial arts gathered, plus him, the chief steward of the Dragon God Sect, this lineup can almost decide on anything that can be put on the agenda, and the authority is no less than that of the Cheng Long Sect Master!

It's just that their authority was given by Sect Leader Cheng Long, and even the life of He Shen was given by Sect Leader Cheng Long!

The man in white pursed his lips, with a look of displeasure on his face, and said in a cold voice: "You people from the Dragon God Temple, do you all do things like this? Can't you see that the young master is learning kendo with people? What do you mean?"

The voice of the white-clothed man who almost missed his mouth paused for a moment, and then picked up a sentence in a hurried tone.

Because the distance is too close, the boy in white is not isolated by the soundproof enchantment, but this is actually an indifferent thing for Fang Xuanling.

The reason why he is optimistic about Lin Dong is because Lin Dong is the protagonist of the martial arts plane, and his future is limitless, so he will move Lin Dong's idea of becoming a disciple.

But this white-clothed boy dressed as a man really amazed Fang Xuanling, after all, it is really difficult to find an existence in this plane whose qualifications can be comparable to Lin Dong, and this white-clothed boy lacks nothing more than Lin Dong.

When you encounter such a talent, how can you let it go?

Fang Xuanling nodded slightly, and a milky white light curtain suddenly appeared around him, and in an instant, a young man with straight facial features and a red sandalwood sword box walked out of it, it was after entering the East China Sea and fighting Wang Xianzhi that he retrieved the yellow array of Huang Lu Sword in Emperor Wu City!

After this period of experience in the Dragon God Temple, the equipment and strength of the Yellow Formation Diagram have been greatly improved, not to mention that it is just a Huang Lu sword, as long as his Yellow Formation Diagram's belief points are enough, as long as the Purple Sandalwood Sword Box can be stuffed, he will have no problem even if he carries a hundred and eighty famous swords!