"Smack"

"Smack"

"Smack"

........................

The sound similar to a slap in the face continued to sound, and at this time, the instructors of the Storm Martial Arts Hall were already sluggish, and they looked at Liu Xiu in front of them who was at ease under Ye Guliang's sword, as if they had seen a ghost.

If it were them, under this kind of fierce sword momentum, their bodies would have been poked out of I don't know how many holes, but this Liu Xiu, this ordinary martial arts hall intern instructor, actually took them all.

Moreover, it is still in that ghostly and bewitching way, with a bit of rap mouth cannons.

Oh my God, this guy is so good, right!?

No wonder the special name is Liu Xiu!

Because the power of 100% empty-handed white blades can only be used to catch white blades, Liu Xiu's actual attack power is still pitifully low, so this battle is destined to last quite a long time.

Liu Xiu was not anxious, he was just relying on the strength of his body to receive the white blade, while Ye Guliang on the opposite side was constantly urging the Yuan Force in his body, and the difference in the power consumption of the two could be imagined.

Sure enough, as the battle time gradually became longer, Ye Guliang was already showing fatigue, and the sweat on his forehead, the slight panting, and the slower and slower sword speed could prove this.

"Oops, what's wrong. ”

Seeing this, Liu Xiu hurriedly and unceremoniously sent a mouth cannon,

"The legendary swordsman Ye Guliang, can't you hold the sword?"

"Damn boy, you're looking for death!"

Hearing this, Ye Guliang was even more angry in his heart, although what Liu Xiu said was the truth, he couldn't admit it, and he didn't want to admit it.

As long as I can stab this guy with a sword, he will definitely fall under my sword.

As long as you can defeat this damn guy, then you can pick up the face in front of you.

This is Ye Guliang's obsession that has persisted until now, and it is also his last insistence.

As a result, the sword in Ye Guliang's hand was still waving, although the sword momentum was no longer so powerful, the sword speed was no longer so amazing, and although his physical strength was obviously exhausted, he was still swinging the sword.

Seeing this scene, even Liu Xiu admired it and wanted to give him a trophy that touched the top ten people of Kroxing.

However, the opponent is the opponent, the enemy is the enemy, and in the end it can only become a stepping stone for him Liu Xiu.

In order to completely crush Ye Guliang's obsession and persistence, Liu Xiu also began to use the yuan power in his body.

This move is also amazing, the original 100% empty-handed power of the white blade is already quite mystical and amazing, but now under the embellishment of the sky like a starry Yuan force, his qualification to receive the white blade is even more hazy, but it also looks more coquettish and amazing.

I don't know how long it took, and even when the sky darkened slightly, Ye Guliang's obsession was finally destroyed by the damn guy in front of him.

There was no way, he couldn't hold on anymore, he didn't know how many swords he swung, at least there were thousands of swords, but none of them touched the guy in front of him, not even the corners of his clothes.

So, he collapsed, and he collapsed completely.

"Who the hell are you?"

Raising his head with difficulty, Ye Guliang stared directly at Liu Xiu with a strange and annoyed complex expression, his hands holding the sword trembled slightly, and his mouth was silent for a long time, and finally asked slowly.

"Storm Martial Arts Gym Intern Instructor. ”

I saw Liu Xiu gently wipe the few drops of sweat from the corners of his forehead, brushed his bangs that were not long, and then put his hands behind his back, his eyes quietly looked at the badge representing the Storm Martial Arts Hall on the martial arts arena, and said lightly,

"Liu Xiu, Tianxiu's show. ”

"Liu Xiu?"

Ye Guliang trembled slightly, and said with unwillingness and chagrin in his mouth,

"I remember you. ”

The moment he heard this name, Ye Guliang only felt that he had an indescribable fear and resistance to Liu Xiu in his heart, more precisely, it should be a psychological disorder called heart demon.

At this moment, Ye Guliang knew that if he couldn't defeat Liu Xiu in the future, then his sword path and life would probably end here.

"Bang Dang~"

Frightened, Ye Guliang's right hand hung down weakly, and the sword came out of his hand and fell heavily to the ground.

"Can't even hold a sword?"

Looking at the sword that was still trembling slightly on the ground, Liu Xiu shook his head, and showed an extremely sincere smile towards Ye Guliang on his face, and said slowly in his mouth,

"Thank you for remembering me, but I'm sorry, I didn't plan to remember you. ”

As he spoke, he saw Liu Xiu's body arched slightly, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the upper Yuan Force was slightly agitated, and then his lips squirmed, and a light drink exploded,

"Liu's ordinary fist!"

When the words fell, I saw Liu Xiu's right fist slamming towards Ye Guliang, without the slightest fancy and skill, and without using any so-called Yuan martial arts, it was just a simple punch, a simple, ordinary straight punch.

"Don't you plan to remember me......"

Looking at the fist that was gradually getting bigger in front of him, Ye Guliang could vaguely feel the slightest fist wind, his heart was extremely desolate, and then he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face, and said faintly,

"Yes, the defeated generals, how can you ......"

"Bang!"

The next moment, before Ye Guliang's words were finished, a muffled sound came.

I saw that Liu Xiu's fist had already slammed firmly into Ye Guliang's chest, and the powerful force instantly blasted his already weak body into the air, flew several meters before falling to the ground, and then rolled several times before stopping.

Ye Guliang, who collapsed to the ground, had his eyes black and fainted, maybe he really fainted, or maybe he didn't want to face the previous fiasco.

In short, the kicker who originally swept the entire Storm Martial Arts Gym, the six-star martial artist Ye Guliang, collapsed here.

"Damn, Liu Xiu, you're so awesome!"

"Liu Xiu, are you really just a seven-star warrior? don't deceive our young hearts!"

"Liu Xiu, you are really too showy, it's outrageous!"

..............................

With Ye Guliang's fainting, the entire Storm Martial Arts Hall was silent for a moment, and finally broke out one after another chanting, and the protagonist of the call was Liu Xiu.

Looking at the enthusiastic people around him, Liu Xiuyi responded with a smile, probably saying something like 'I'm just lucky', 'no show, absolutely no show', and there was a faint show in modesty.

However, Liu Xiu still had some regrets in his heart, when the situation between him and Ye Guliang was obviously his advantage, the growth of the show point was already extremely slow, and the final number was fixed at 280, which was not less, but not too much.

Just as everyone was excitedly tying up Ye Guliang and cleaning up the messy martial arts arena, the door of the Storm Martial Arts Hall opened again.

This time, it was Wang Feng, the owner of the Storm Martial Arts Pavilion, who was back.