Su Daoxing, Zhu Wenchang, and Guo Huairen practiced in the courtyard, and Song Wu fractured his bones in the house.

Airplanes!

The vibrating sound of the flying sword sounded, and a flying sword shot from the outside onto a large tree in the courtyard, and a challenge book was tied to the sword.

"Challenge book!" Zhu Wenchang jumped up, took off the flying sword, looked at the challenge book, and handed it to Su Daoxing, "It's the challenge book given to you by the people of the Pengcheng Society." ”

Huaqing Mansion is allowed to allow students to establish clubs, the club is just a small group spontaneously established by students, Wang Chao, a strong boxer, has a super boxing club, Luo Songtao has established a shadow leg club, this is some students with common hobbies in the school to rent a separate courtyard for future exchanges.

Of course, it is necessary to have the strength to rent an annex in an institution of higher learning like Huaqing Mansion, and ordinary students cannot afford to rent it at all, only those children of the family and the royal family have the strength to rent an annex.

Pengcheng is a historical city of the Dongtu Dynasty, there have been saints like the ancestors of the Peng family, and it is also a holy city, the Peng family of Pengcheng is the bloodline passed down by the saints, and has been in control of Pengcheng for thousands of years.

Peng Yunshang is the child of the Peng family, she rented a courtyard with the help of the Peng family's strength, established the Pengcheng Society, and attracted a large number of children from Pengcheng to join the society.

Su Daoxing was obsessed with the ghost and god doctrine of the ghost saint, but he was not a student who didn't listen to anything outside the window, he had heard of Pengcheng Society, but he didn't expect that the people of Pengcheng Society would challenge him, he took the challenge book, and was very helpless: "The students of Pengcheng Society didn't dare to challenge Su Daolin directly, but came to challenge me, did they want to pick up soft persimmons and pinch them, and treat me as soft persimmons?"

There was a knock on the door.

Guo Huairen opened the door of the annex.

The people of Pengcheng Society came.

The first person was the heroic and beautiful Peng Yunsheng, and there were five students standing behind her, all of whom were ruthless characters at first glance.

"President Peng. Su Daoxing arched his hand at Peng Yunsheng, but he was not shocked by Peng Yunsheng's stunning beauty and was speechless.

"Ghost talent!" Peng Yunsheng's smart eyes swept towards Su Daoxing.

"This is your flying sword. Zhu Wenchang returned the flying sword that had been shot into the courtyard to a young man in a green shirt with both hands.

The young man in the green shirt is Peng Yu of Pengcheng Society, he is good at swordsmanship, and the eighteen flying swords on his waist are well-known in Huaqing Mansion.

Zhu Wenchang practiced swordsmanship, so he naturally recognized Peng Yu, he admired Peng Yu very much, and when he saw the real person, he looked a little excited.

Peng Yu took the flying sword and thanked Zhu Wenchang.

"I heard that there are two Sus in the Su family, one is the son of Su Daolin who shocked the eastern soil, and the other is the son of Su Daoxing, a ghost who dares to practice the doctrine of ghosts and gods. Su Daolin's strength has been shown in the duel between him and Wang Chao and Luo Songtao, as for Su Daoxing's strength, it has always been a mystery. Today, the members of Pengcheng Club also want to see the strength of Su Daoxing's son, please don't hesitate to ask. Peng Yunshang is a woman who has seen big scenes, and what she said makes people unable to find fault with it.

Su Daoxing didn't believe Peng Yunsheng's words, he knew that Peng Yunsheng thought that Su Daolin and Su Daoxing practiced the exercises of the Su family, and wanted to find out Su Daolin's weaknesses from Su Daoxing.

Su Daoxing's expression was indifferent, and he sneered: "President Peng is the Eight Flail Martial King, want to try my strength as the Four Flail Martial King?"

Peng Yunsheng's face flushed slightly, and instantly returned to normal, and said: "Peng Yu of my club is the Five Flails Martial King, and he will come to fight against Dao Xing Gongzi first, just a friendly exchange, and it will not hurt you." ”

"It's hard to say who hurt whom. Su Daoxing naturally couldn't weaken his momentum, and said coldly.

"Please!" Peng Yu patted his waist, and a flying sword appeared in his hand.

The flying sword was only finger long, shining with cold light, and it was very sharp.

"Please!"

Su Daoxing put down the two iron grinding discs and stared at Peng Yu's hands.

Shout!

Peng Yu's hand moved, and before he could finish raising it, the flying sword turned into a cold light and stabbed out.

Su Daoxing subconsciously dodged, and the flying sword shot through his neck an inch away, cutting off a strand of his hair.

Su Daoxing broke out in a cold sweat.

Peng Yu's sword action turned out to be a feint, he moved his hand, he had already shot a flying sword, and deliberately made a raised action to confuse the opponent, it was really a terrifying swordsmanship.

Zhu Wenchang watched it with relish and benefited a lot.

"You can dodge one of my flying swords, but you can barely be my opponent. Peng Yu pointed at Su Daoxing arrogantly and said, "My first sword cut off a strand of your hair, and the second sword may cut off your head, are you afraid?"

"Let the horse come here!" The clay figure still has three points of fire, not to mention Su Daoxing, he made a provocative gesture to Peng Yu extremely unceremoniously.

"Look for death!" Peng Yu slapped his waist and shot out three flying swords casually.

The flying sword flew out in a zigzag shape, and the two swords left two blood marks on Su Daoxing's shoulders, and one sword shot directly through Su Daoxing's belt.

"I can't even protect my belt, it's so weak!" Peng Yu laughed mockingly.

Su Daoxing's belt slipped from his waist, and his robe fluttered in the wind.

Su Daoxing's face was extremely ugly, he couldn't see the trajectory of the flying sword at all, he knew that he was only a four-flail martial king, and his perception could not be compared with the five-flail martial king, he wanted to avoid Peng Yu's flying sword in the realm of the five-flail martial king, it was even more difficult.

"It seems that I can only use the power of the Holy Temple to break the fifth shackle on my body in order to see the trajectory of the flying sword shot by Peng Yu. Su Daoxing thought in his heart, and he immediately drew talismans in the air with both hands, and there were words in his mouth.

Ghost Drawing?

Peng Yunshang and Peng Yu were all seeing Su Daoxing's actions for the first time, but they didn't expect that halfway through the duel, Su Daoxing would lose his mind and go crazy and draw talismans like ghosts.

"He is worthy of being a ghost talent, and he did not forget to study the doctrine of ghosts and gods during the duel, and he is really a model for my generation. Peng Yu did not miss any opportunity to humiliate his opponent.

Su Daoxing has completely entered the state of communication with the Holy Temple, in his mind, the Holy Temple of the Undead Peak on the Wei Mountain appeared, and in a trance, he and the statues in the Holy Temple merged into one, absorbing the spiritual power of the undead after the Holy Temple crossed the undead into his body.

"Haha!"

The people of Pengcheng Society laughed at Su Daoxing loudly, and even Zhu Wenchang and Guo Huairen were ashamed and wanted to escape back to the house.

In an instant, the people of Pengcheng Society couldn't laugh, they sensed the changes that had occurred in Su Daoxing's body, and the Su Daoxing in front of them was like a god and Buddha who had turned into a holy temple, sacred, solemn, and exuding a powerful aura.

"It's really strange, I feel the same way I feel when I see Su Daoxing now and I see the statue of my grandfather in the Peng Family Ancestral Temple. Peng Yunshang frowned and fell into deep thought.

Peng Yu looked at Su Daoxing and felt that Su Daoxing's incarnation into an invincible god and Buddha was just a feeling, but this also affected his state of mind, he immediately closed his eyes, did not dare to look at Su Daoxing anymore, slapped his waist casually, and according to his own induction, shot a flying sword straight into Su Daoxing's throat.

The moment Peng Yu shot the flying sword, Su Daoxing broke the fifth shackle on his body and broke the connection with the holy temple, and his eyes were suddenly clear, and his perception increased by more than ten times.

Su Dao woke up and was not happy to be promoted to a small realm, he sensed Peng Yu's flying sword shooting, unlike before, he could now sense the trajectory of the flying sword, and with a slapp, it slapped on the sword body of the flying sword accurately, and at this moment, the tip of the sword was only two inches away from his throat.

"It's so dangerous!" Su Daoxing gasped, increased the strength on his hands, and directly slapped the power on the flying sword, making the flying sword an ordinary flying sword.

"Hey, he could see through the trajectory of my flying sword. Peng Yu's face was difficult to look at, just now in his eyes he was still a little miscellaneous existence, and he actually took his sword, making him lose face.

Woohoo!

Peng Yu shot out one flying sword after another, these flying swords were shot by him with the strongest force, and the angle of the shot was the most tricky angle he could do.

The result was not what Peng Yu expected.

Su Daoxing bit a flying sword in his mouth, grabbed thirteen flying swords with both hands, and looked at Peng Yu mockingly.

Peng Yu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, he couldn't bear the existence of a little miscellaneous insect to mock him, he patted his waist, only to find that the flying sword on his waist had been used up, and suddenly, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Come and don't be rude!" Su Daoxing let out a muffled voice, and threw out the flying sword with both hands, causing the flying sword to shoot backwards.

Peng Yu didn't dare to be careless, and used his body to dodge the flying sword.

Burst!

The speed of the last flying sword shot by Su Daoxing was too fast, faster than Peng Yu's perception, and shot at Peng Yu's chest, because the flying sword was shot backwards, the sword handle hit Peng Yu to the ground, if the tip of the sword stabbed Peng Yu's chest, it is estimated that Peng Yu would lose half his life if he didn't die.

"Thank you for your mercy. Peng Yunshang thanked Su Daoxing.

"Sister Yunshang, I can still fight, without the flying sword, I will beat this little miscellaneous insect to death with my fists. Peng Yu fiercely rushed towards Su Daoxing.

"Isn't it embarrassing enough?" Peng Yunshang moved, came to Peng Yu's side, stopped Peng Yu's forward rush with one hand, and took Peng Yu aside.

Peng Yu didn't dare to confront Peng Yunsheng, so he had to stay aside with a stomach full of resentment.

"Wang Li (Wang Xiang) asks the ghost to teach!"

A pair of twin brothers from Pengcheng Society walked out and bowed to Su Daoxing.

Wang Li held a cold moon-shaped scimitar in his left hand, and Wang Xiang held a cold moon-shaped scimitar in his right hand, but the two scimitars were bent in opposite directions.

Su Daoxing knew at a glance that Wang Li and Wang Xiang's knife techniques were a complete set of knife techniques, and the knife techniques of the two complemented each other, and they must have been passed down from the sword technique of the saint of the ancestor of the Peng family.

The ancestor of the Peng family once shocked the mainland with two kung fu, one is the fist method, the other is the knife method, one of which is the knife method of attacking with a scimitar in each hand.

"Please!"

Su Daoxing broke the fifth shackle, and was about to test how far his strength had improved, but he hoped to fight with the twin brothers and let the two become his whetstones.