"Is he Wang Ming?" Looking at the handsome young man who was high-spirited, domineering and arrogant, Gu Feng also had to sigh, the person in front of him did look handsome and pretty, if it was placed on the earth in the 21st century, it would definitely be a rich woman like a wolf and a tiger.

Iruo turned her head slightly and looked at him quietly, her big beautiful eyes flashing with a look of bewilderment. Gu Feng smiled awkwardly and said in a low voice: "Although I have been in the Fengshen Academy for ten years, I have never seen him, and as for the relationship with him, I have not even met him at all. ”

"And you just now?"

"It won't take long for you to understand. Gu Feng smiled mysteriously, turned his head to change the topic, and said, "Look, Dao Tu has appeared." ”

Dao Tu, the name is very domineering and wild, but the real person obviously reminds people of one word: the name is not worthy of the name. He is short in stature and dark-skinned, and the whole person is the kind that can't be found in the crowd. If it weren't for the thief's bright bald head, I'm afraid no one would recognize him.

There was no gorgeous appearance, Dao Tu carried a knife in one hand, step by step, walked into the ring steadily and calmly, his eyes were calm and waveless, looking at the high-spirited and invincible martial king Wang Ming as if he was looking at an ordinary stranger.

If you look closely, you may find that the cold eyes are not without a little emotion, and there is a trace of killing intent hidden in the depths of the pupils, which is not as strong as the hatred of killing the father and taking the wife, but also makes people feel frightened.

Martial King Wang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, the wind and clouds around him were turbulent, and his energy shot wildly, but he was plain, without wind and rain, and the air around him seemed to be frozen, without a trace of fluctuation.

"Dao Tu, hurry up and get off the stage, otherwise you will be kicked off the stage by Wang Ming, and it will be a big loss. Hurry up and get down, I'm going to get my twenty gold coins. ”

"That's it, you, a martial artist in the late stage of the martial arts, still dare to face Wang Mingwu King, it's really beyond your strength, take your own humiliation, hurry up and get down!"

Screams and scolding sounded around the ring from time to time, making people frown, and the corners of Wang Ming's mouth hooked up a trace of ridicule, and he glanced at him contemptuously. The voice scolded angrily, the knife Tu turned a deaf ear, did not frown, and stood coldly, like an ice sculpture.

"Knife butcher knife madness, please advise!" With a slight arch of his hand, a strong battle intent erupted in Dao Tu's eyes, and the surrounding air shook, making a cracking and squeezing sound, so strong that the evil qi that made people almost suffocate exploded, making people feel as if they were deep in the sea of corpses and blood, and their hearts were terrified.

The faint voice was like infinite magic, suppressing all the voices in the audience at once, especially the crowd close to the ring felt a cold aura sweeping over, and they didn't dare to come out.

The strong evil aura was like waves rushing to the sky on the vast ocean, roaring and colliding, the unruly Wang Ming's body trembled, a burst of light erupted in his eyes, his tight eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, and with a light step on his hind feet, the domineering spirit of the king all over his body surged back.

Boom -

Evil and domineering collided together, the two were like two huge waves, stalemate with each other, and made a loud noise, the sound was like muffled thunder, which shook everyone's throats.

"It's so strong. ”

The hearts of the cultivators who were close to the cultivators trembled, looking at the two figures on the stage, revealing a look of awe, and couldn't help but want to retreat. Gu Feng nodded secretly, his body moved slightly, and an invisible momentum protected Yi Ruo in it.

"What a strong evil aura!" Yi Ruo looked at my short figure in a daze, and couldn't help but think of the information from the debut of Dao Tu: single-handedly, with the strength of the early stage of the martial artist, he crossed the Heilao Mountain, slaughtered five hundred bandits with one person and one knife, killed six strong martial artists, weighed one hundred and eight knives, and went down the mountain in blood.

"Worthy of the name of knife slaughter. That strong evil aura made Gu Feng frightened, no matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never encountered a person stronger or stronger than the evil aura on Dao Tu's body. Evil spirit, ordinary people do not have it, only those soldiers in the army can have it when they have been killed in bloody battles and have experienced a hundred battles.

In addition, it is those who kill crazy people, who have countless blood on their hands, who have been killing people for a long time, and are born by being soaked in a sea of blood with corpses. The evil aura on Dao Tu's body was extremely pure, mixed with a trace of strong qi, which was completely different from the demonic evil cultivator, without the slightest trace of evil qi.

"Wolong Wang's family, Wang Ming. There was no advantage in the momentum, Wang Ming put away the contempt in his heart, played up the spirit of twelve, and stared at the knife slaughter. Although he has been cautious and cautious, as a king, he naturally has the arrogance of a king, and he raised his hand and said: "People are slaughtered by swords, and they have been famous for a long time." Please strike first, otherwise everyone will still be a big bully for me. ”

There was no joy, no anger, as if the things in front of him had nothing to do with him, Dao Tu said coldly: "No need. A word of advice, draw your sword, or you will regret it. ”

"Hahaha. Wang Ming laughed, let him make a move first and don't appreciate it, he didn't expect to persuade himself to draw his sword, it was really arrogant, he was secretly annoyed in his heart, and laughed: "Since this is the case, then let the ninety-eighth place in the list of leaders and leaders be powerful." ”

"Character Intermediate Martial Arts - Fengyun Palm. ”

A palm was slapped, a huge shadow floated, the wind was loud, and a gust of wind was set off out of thin air on the ring, and the huge palm shadow was like a white cloud, light and agile, floating uncertainly, but faintly revealing a strong might.

"Character intermediate martial arts, it turned out to be character intermediate martial arts, I heard that Dao Tu does not have a martial art, it seems that he is going to lose. ”

"Wind and cloud palms, like the wind and clouds, fast as the wind, light as clouds, see how he snatched the king's blow. ”

The wind and cloud palm attacked, the figure of the knife slaughter did not move at all, the pupils constricted, a trace of light flashed, and the whole body exuded a high fighting intent, looking at the wind and cloud palm shadow that seemed to be like a hurry, and the scimitar in his right hand that exuded a faint cold light was slowly raised, as if it was slow and fast.

A sharp sword light slashed, but everyone felt that the scimitar in their hands had just been raised, giving people a feeling of time confusion and delay, and the loud sound in their ears made them clearly know that the powerful Fengyun palm was actually split by him lightly.

"Okay, it's worthy of a knife slaughter, it's domineering. If you don't have a knife, you will be shocked. "Well-informed people can't help but applaud.

"I've underestimated you. With a light sword, Wang Ming completely put away the contempt in the king's heart, and his expression became solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Dao Tu was not overjoyed by the disintegration of a sharp attack, he still had a cold and serious face, did not smile, and responded indifferently: "It's not that you underestimate it, but that you are arrogant." ”

Being taught a lesson, or a person he looked down upon, Wang Ming was annoyed and ashamed, his face turned red, his whole body was full of momentum, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said evilly: "No matter what, in the end, you will be defeated by my hands, because I am a martial king, a powerful martial king." ”

"Kill—"

The knife slaughtered violently, and his short body immediately turned into a streamer, and in a flash, Wang Ming's expression came, and the scimitar in his hand struck his throat incomparably, and the cold edge was uncertain.

"Looking for death—"

Looking at the figure close at hand, feeling the strong wind in his throat, Wang Ming was furious, and with a step on his back foot, countless cracks spread from his heels on the ring made of rock.

"Thirty-six cuts of the first type. ”

A low cry burst out of his throat, Wang Ming's pupils widened, a little cold light approached, his heart was frightened, hide, he must dodge. The knife that seemed to be slow and unremarkable suddenly changed, and the speed was several times faster at once, like lightning, which made people unable to react.

Whew, dodged, Wang Ming felt the cold blade rubbing against his cheek, his heart couldn't help but relax, he took a long breath, and looked like he had palpitations, but he was suddenly stunned, and a strand of black hair on his sideburns floated down gently.

I still haven't escaped.

Phew――

Without waiting for Wang Ming to think about it, another extremely sharp cold light shone in front of him. The secret voice was not good, and sure enough, there was a cold and ruthless voice in the ear: Second style.

The second form, the thirty-sixth form?

This thought suddenly came out from the depths of his heart, Wang Ming was shocked, and then he remembered the person in front of him, there was a famous person on the list, the first knife was so weird, what about the second knife, the third knife.

Dodging the first stab doesn't mean you'll be able to dodge the second stab unscathed.

"The third type. ”

"Fourth formula. ”

"Fifth type. ”

・・・・・・・

There was a strange scene in the ring.

Everyone thought that Wang Ming, the martial king who was about to win, kept dodging, embarrassed, his cloak was scattered, and his brocade clothes were torn, but the knife was as fast as a knife, and one knife was more weird than the other, so that people didn't know where the next knife would appear.

The warrior king was chased and killed by the martial artist, the strong fled, and the weak chased. For a while, countless people above and under the ring in the square were stunned, how could this be?

Everyone couldn't help but think of what Dao Tu said before: Pull out your sword, or you will regret it. Wang Ming, the martial king on the stage, must have been shocked and regretted in his heart. Wang Ming regretted it, and he couldn't wait to slap his ears in person, so that you were arrogant, let no one in your eyes, and let you not draw your sword.

Thirty-six knives, the murderous knife of the knife slaughter, each knife is vicious and ruthless, specializing in the enemy's vital points, the place that must be saved, sometimes fast and slow, sometimes heavy and elegant, making people unpredictable and unable to deal with it.

On the ring, the knife light was full, the knife qi was vertical and horizontal, the flat table was full of knife marks, and strands of black hair flew in the knife light, and ribbons were flying. Wang Ming was completely caught in the sword light, and he was tired of coping.

"Thirty-Five--Get Down-"

With a roar, the scimitar in his hand couldn't help but stop, and in an instant, all the knife shadows disappeared, Wang Ming was still surprised, countless knife shadows came from all directions, making people unable to hide, and there was no way to avoid it.

Boom -

There was a loud bang, the ring shook, the gravel burst out, blocking people's eyes, and when everyone reacted, they saw a figure like a kite with a broken string swaying and falling towards the ground of the square.

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