The swordsman's cunning expression made Wang Xing a little more wary of the swordsman, not that he was afraid that the swordsman would plot against him, but just let this thing have a chance to damage himself, and he would be ruined.

"Swordsman, do you have your own name, you can't keep calling you Swordsman, right?" Xiao Bai thought of a key question, and everyone suddenly realized that the name Swordsman really can't be called like this all the time.

"What's wrong with a swordsman? I think it's good. The swordsman scratched his head, but everyone disagreed with him, and the swordsman really couldn't think of what to call himself, so he had to say, "You can just find me a random name, I don't mind." ”

"I think it's good. Zhenlu thought about it, and finally found a good name, and nodded thoughtfully, as if he was right.

Unexpectedly, the swordsman kicked over and kicked the Zhenlu Slash and flew out, but before the Zhenlu Slash could react, he heard the swordsman pointing at the Zhenlu Slash nose and saying, "You are a dog!"

"I think it's called the West undefeated, there used to be a man called Dugu who was also a sword demon, I think the West is undefeated and good. Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Let's take Wang Yun. Wang Xing didn't even think about it, and gave a name to the swordsman, Xingyun, it just so happened that one word of Wang Xing's name was Xing, and the other was not bad for the swordsman.

The swordsman agreed without thinking about it, although the name Wang Yun was earthy, it was much better than any prosperity and fortune.

They came out of the secret realm, and they would not always be together to practice, and after they walked out, they would be separated, and the swordsman did not go with others, but left with Wang Xing.

But the appearance of the swordsman caused a lot of trouble to Wang Xing, because the swordsman had only been accompanied by the sword for countless years, so the sword intent on his body was pressing, and the whole body seemed to be shrouded by the sword intent, and everyone who passed by the swordsman would feel the surging sword intent on the swordsman.

Chang Yuan, the god son of Tiandang Gate, is famous for his sword path, and has always been known as the first person in the sword path of Tiandang Gate, but he heard that around Tiandang Gate, there was a monk wrapped in sword intent. The fighting spirit in his heart was awe-inspiring, and he immediately set off, wanting to find a swordsman to compete according to the law and prove his strength.

But when he was a sword swordsman, he looked at it from a distance, and he felt that standing on the opposite side was an incomparably huge giant sword that fell from the sky, standing majestically and unshakable.

The swordsman also noticed that someone had been staring at him, and glanced at Chang Yuan, just by looking at it, he shattered the spirit of the god son Chang Yuan.

Chang Yuan saw the swordsman glance at him, and greeted him without the slightest fear, but the swordsman's eyes, like the Nine Heavens Xuanjian, pierced Chang Yuan's mind directly from Chang Yuan's eyes, and his soul was shattered by the swordsman's eyes, and then the whole person bled from all his orifices, and the whole person fell straight down.

"Divine Son!" Several disciples of the Tiandang Sect followed Chang Yuan, but on the way, they bled and fell to the ground, and they all surrounded him.

Wang Xing saw the situation on the ground, glanced at the swordsman who didn't care about it again, didn't speak, and left directly with the swordsman. Finding a quiet place, Wang Xing looked at the swordsman and asked, "Was it your ghost just now?"

"That kind of small role, can you use me to make trouble?" The swordsman heard Wang Xing's inquiry, and said to Wang Xing with disdain: "That kid probably wants to compare with me, want to see my strength, how can he do it against me like that?" I just glanced at him, and he couldn't. ”

The swordsman had an expression of not complaining about me, Wang Xing glanced at the swordsman in surprise, and felt that the swordsman in front of him was different from the swordsman he had seen in the secret realm, and the current swordsman's sword intent filled his entire body, like an out-of-body sword, and no one dared to compete with it.

Wang Xing glanced at the swordsman's eyes again, and found that the swordsman's eyes were dodgy, and he didn't dare to look at him at all, and suddenly had a thought in his heart: "Swordsman, didn't you do your best when you competed with me?"

"If I do my best to compete with you, then I won't be able to stay in a dark place for many years?" The swordsman glanced at Wang Xing, it seemed that Wang Xing was stupid, and he was very unaccustomed to it: "But I also warn you, don't want to compete with me again, when the time comes, you will lose someone in front of Xiaobai, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"I didn't see it, I didn't know anything. Xiaobai covered his face, pretending not to know, Wang Xing was also very helpless, his heart was very happy with the swordsman and Xiaobai, and the two teased Wang Xing, showing no mercy.

Wang Xing did not continue to compete with the swordsman, but the strength of the swordsman himself really saw, every time the swordsman walked through a place, he would feel that there were many people around him watching the swordsman, each of them exuded the most powerful strength, but no one dared to step forward and fight with the swordsman.

Wang Xing didn't feel this way at first, and in the end, Xiaobai reminded himself that he and the swordsman were not hostile sides, but friends who traveled together all the way, but those who followed him felt the sword intent on the swordsman, and wanted to fight with him, Wang Xing thought, can he be like those people, and want to compete with the swordsman?

As soon as Wang Xing's thought was born, he felt that his body had been split, and his soul was shocked, Wang Xing glanced at the swordsman in surprise, but found that the swordsman didn't take himself seriously at all, but kept teasing Xiaobai.

Wang Xing didn't believe in evil and wanted to continue to fight with the swordsman, but the swordsman's whole body was surging with sharp sword intent, and Wang Xing couldn't compete with it at all, and now Wang Xing finally believed in the gap between himself and the swordsman.

But the swordsman is not a good thing, when he was in the secret realm, he also said to himself that the heavy sword has no edge, and it is clumsy to hide it, and the swordsman has a frank face, which deceived everyone. This thing is a sharp guy, someone wants to provoke him, but before he gets close, he is thrown out directly, and often tells himself to be low-key, I really don't know how to write the so-called low-key word of the swordsman.

And the swordsman also noticed that Wang Xing wanted to try it with himself, and when he was usually playing with Xiaobai, he just lay on the ground and pretended to sleep, occasionally on a whim, and suggested that all the strength was backlogged towards Wang Xing, and Wang Xing's most tiring thing every day was to resist the swordsman who was nervous.

But the swordsman is so high-profile, naturally it has also won the attention of more people, the weak can't beat the swordsman, and they don't dare to come to trouble the swordsman, but some people can fight, but they are all old men who have not been born for a hundred years, after seeing the swordsman, they just pouted, and there was no competition.

"He's just a sword slave who has been dominated by sword intent, it's a pity to abandon it!" A Fengshan elder of the Ancient Great Sect coldly dropped such a sentence after seeing the sword disciple, and then turned around and left.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the news, everyone knew that the formation of the sword slave was nothing more than a carrier of sword intent obtained by the master of the sword slave using his understanding of the way of the sword, which was used to temper his own way of the sword. Such swordsmen don't mean how amazing their talent is, their success, but how amazing their master's cultivation is.

The swordsman is so strong, and Wang Xing's cultivation, who looks like a person around him, is too different from the swordsman, everyone is speculating that the swordsman may have something wrong and was picked up by Wang Xing.

Now that the swordsman is so strong, then his master must also be a king, or the emperor maybe, everyone is salivating for the swordsman one by one, and wants to bring it under his command, even if he can't get people, get the sword intent on the swordsman, and also greatly improve his comprehension, and when the time comes, he will be able to become a hegemon like the master of the swordsman.

Wang Xing also got a little unusual from the discussions of the people around him, and after inquiring carefully, he knew that the reason for the matter was from the swordsman, and secretly hated the swordsman for causing trouble for no reason, but he could only persuade the swordsman to keep a low profile, but the swordsman didn't take it to heart, and still went his own way, ignoring Wang Xing at all.

Someone wants to take down the sword disciple so much, someone must do it, this Tianwang is preparing to find a place to retreat and practice for a period of time, but before he has walked out of the kilometer, there are several dragon groans from a distance, Wang Xing looked at the past, but found that the four fiery red dragons were running towards him, and there was a young man with sword eyebrows sitting in the car, wearing a red battle armor, after seeing Wang Xing and a few people, he rushed towards Wang Xing and a few people with a war halberd.

"Hey, hand over the sword slave to me, and I'll leave you a whole corpse!" The young man was very arrogant, and a halberd was about to point at Wang Xing's nose: "What are you doing in a daze, what this son taught you, haven't you heard it yet?"

"This stupid hat, right?" Wang Xing shook his head helplessly, this is going to be a fight, what are you doing with so much nonsense, isn't this looking for a draw?

Seeing such a stupid person, Wang Xing was reluctant to even take out the sword in his hand, and his broken army fist was like a meteorite from the sky, and he smashed it on the battle halberd with one punch.

"Bang!" only a crisp sound was heard, and the wrist-thick halberd was smashed by Wang Xing's punch, and the fist did not decrease, and it still flew towards the boy.

On top of the "boom" battle armor, the treasure light was intertwined, and it automatically defended because it was attacked by the enemy, but it still couldn't stop Wang Xing's fist, and the battle armor was pierced with one punch, and even a hole was smashed out of the boy's chest.

"This guy can actually smash the Fire Dragon Halberd Battle Armor of Young Master Wang Chi with one punch, what kind of strength does this need?" The people watching the battle around recognized the young man who challenged Wang Xing, and they were very surprised, wanting to know who Wang Xing was.

Wang Xing was able to have such an amazing performance, which shocked all the people watching the battle, except for the swordsman, who glanced at Wang Xing with disdain, and said to himself: It's just a reckless man with brute force, what is there to brag about?