Huang Xiaolong's move made the white-robed young swordsman's whole body flush, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and all of his body were covered with bloody breath.

"Good, good, very good, I, Zhu Ang, have never been despised like this, very good!" In the end, the white-robed young swordsman Zhu Ang laughed angrily, and his powerful and fierce aura fluctuated, swept out, filling the audience, and making Huang Xiaolong's robe hunting.

A strong martial artist can indeed be a sword in plants, trees, bamboos and stones, and it is idle to pick leaves and fly flowers to hurt people, but these words, when they come out of Huang Xiaolong's mouth, are too arrogant and crazy, not to mention, the cultivation of the white-robed young swordsman Zhu Ang is between him and Huang Xiaolong.

Besides, swordsmen are all known for their attacking power! It would be unwise to despise a swordsman of the same realm!

It would be understandable for Huang Xiaolong to despise an acquired Qi Refiner, but with the same realm being so big, there was no other explanation than saying that he had a problem with his brain.

"This ...... This Huang Xiaolong ...... "The middle-aged brocade-robed man of the String Moon Sect had a gloomy face. "Later, I have to interrogate the people of the Huang family, this Huang Xiaolong, his brain has really been greatly damaged?"

A younger envoy of the String Moon Sect next to him said thoughtfully. "Senior brother, this time, if we choose a fool to return to the sect, I'm afraid it will become a thousand-year-old joke and ruin our reputation. ”

The people of the Huang family have relatives in their hearts, for fear that Huang Xiaolong will play too much and cause complications on the side, which will lead to failure.

And the people of the Song family, in a desperate situation, seem to see a ray of light.

Huang Xiaolong's contempt for Zhu Ang was tantamount to directly slapping the Divine Sword Villa in the face.

Even Meng Qingyu's city mansion changed slightly, and he said indifferently. "Senior brothers, you can learn the swordsmanship of the young man of the Huang family. ”

Ling Xuan sneered. "Huang Xiaolong is really stupid, terminally ill. What if you restore your cultivation? I'm just a fool!"

"Okay!Huang Xiaolong, I'll come to see your swordsmanship!" Zhu Ang's anger and sword momentum instantly rose to the extreme, and his feet suddenly moved!

With this move, the explosive power was also increased to the extreme, and several strides were connected into one breath, like a floating light, like a glimpse, and they had already bullied Huang Xiaolong's body.

Kenneth !!!

A soft whistle!

The sword is unsheathed!

The stunning sword light flashed, and the sword momentum fell like a galaxy for nine days, enveloping Huang Xiaolong's entire body!

"I'd like to see what you're up to!"

Echoing the sword light pouring out like a practice, it was Zhu Ang's majestic words.

There are eleven words in this sentence!

When he said the word 'I', he had already stabbed a sword;

When the word 'poured' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'want' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'look' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'look' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'you' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'yes' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'shi' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'Mo' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'Ben' is spoken, it is another sword;

When the word 'thing' is spoken, it is another sword;

One sentence, eleven words, and when the last word fell, he had already stabbed eleven swords at Huang Xiaolong!

The words were said in one go, without the slightest pause in the middle, and the eleven swords were also stabbed as fast as lightning.

It can be said that these eleven swords are almost connected, so fast that it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the order, as if stabbing eleven swords at the same time!

What's even more terrifying is that these eleven swords include eleven yellow-rank swordsmanship! Each sword is a separate yellow-rank swordsmanship's quintessential killing move!

Each sword is as sharp as a storm and lightning, but it is so ever-changing that it is dazzling, and it is impossible to react!

Inside and outside the martial arts square, everyone was convinced and thrilled, and they only felt that a sword could be used to this extent, which was simply a miracle.

"Oh my God! This kind of swordsmanship is already amazing!"

"No wonder he was able to worship in the Divine Sword Villa, and he was really a demonic young swordsman. ”

"We're really blind in Sunset City, it turns out that the talents from other cities are so strong. ”

"This swordsmanship is too gorgeous, and in the gorgeous, there is a suffocating murderous aura. This young swordsman is several times stronger than the deposed Song family genius Song Fenglin. ”

"Ghosts, nothing more than this. ”

......

The entire Huang family stood up and stared at Huang Xiaolong in amazement, wanting to see if Huang Xiaolong had pierced through the eleven transparent holes.

Even the three envoys of the String Moon Sect were slightly moved.

"Divine Sword Villa is really lucky to be able to recruit such a genius......" The middle-aged brocade-robed man had a look of jealousy in his eyes, and there were some hidden worries between his eyebrows.

"This fool has been killed, right?" Ling Xuan was finally relieved, and her smile was like a flower.

Meng Qingyu was a little unimpressed, and secretly said, the swordsmanship of the junior brothers is inevitably too fancy, flashy, and if you meet a real master, you will suffer a big loss.

The audience in the live broadcast room, who witnessed Zhu Ang's unpredictable and unpredictable swordsmanship, was terrified, and they all felt a chilling coldness, oozing out from their backs-

"Damn! This guy is amazing! I'm on my knees!"

"It's over, the ugly brother is dead!"

"The ugly brother didn't move, he didn't hide, he looked stupid, paralyzed, as soon as the ugly brother died, we still watched a fart live broadcast!"

“55555...... The ugly brother died. ”

Looking at the swirling sword light in the sky, I couldn't help but call out to my father. ”

"It's over, it's over, this time the ugly brother is pretending to be forced to be grass!"

......

Speaking of Huang Xiaolong, his tall figure stood in the edge of the wave-like sword qi, but it was strangely immovable, like a mountain.

Zhu Ang's lightning eleven swords fell in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, there were too many flaws!

Among the eleven swords, there are eleven completely different swordsmanship, but each one can't be practiced at home, and the heat is shallow!

'Stupid - force one, the swordsmanship seems to be gorgeous, but also ingenious, each swordsmanship only takes one move, serial stabbing, but the junction of each sword, is too blunt, typical of the void. This kind of stupidity, how did you worship the Divine Sword Villa?'

The corners of Huang Xiaolong's mouth also pouted with a sneering smile.

Moreover, he clearly saw that although Zhu Ang's eleven swords swept like a landslide and tsunami, they were murderous, but there was no real killing power.

In other words, this wave of stormy offensive didn't really want to hurt Huang Xiaolong, but wanted to play around!

So Huang Xiaolong didn't bother to hide.

Poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!

Huang Xiaolong's whole body was clothed, and the sound of the cloth shattering sounded like a cannon.

The next moment, his left shoulder, left sleeve, right rib ...... There were eleven in all, pierced by a sharp sword.

In other words, each of Zhu Ang's swords actually pierced Huang Xiaolong's clothes, and the blade of the sword passed through the flesh, without even the slightest bruise on the skin.

He did this just to take revenge on Huang Xiaolong's contempt for him, and directly scared Huang Xiaolong into distraction, and it was best to kneel down and beg for mercy, and let him abuse and play wantonly, so that his hatred could be relieved.

On the other hand, he also wanted to show off his swordsmanship.

After stabbing the eleven swords, Zhu Ang immediately put away his sword and retreated, standing upright like a proud rooster, his eyes sweeping the audience.

It was only then that some people saw Zhu Ang's intentions.

Then, the audience erupted in thunderous cheers!

Zhu Ang's eleven swords, like thunder, like a strong wind mowing grass, and the momentum was extremely strong, but it did not hurt Huang Xiaolong in the slightest, this kind of proportional grasp is really amazing, breathtaking!

However, at this moment, Zhu Ang, who was about to admire Huang Xiaolong's ugliness, found that Huang Xiaolong's face had not changed at all, and it was not the kind of person he had calculated and was frightened and stupid!

The dappled sunlight shone on Huang Xiaolong's handsome face, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile that was brighter than the sun, "Hehe, brother, have you had enough?" I see that you are really childlike, compared to a sword is better than a sword, you want to make this kind of joke with me." Now that the joke is over, you can officially compete with the sword, right?"

"What? you!"

Huang Xiaolong's calmness, calmness, calmness, and even the slightest hint of playfulness in his eyes were not disguised at all!

In other words, just now, Huang Xiaolong didn't move, he didn't dodge or not, he just saw it, that wave of rapid attack sword moves, all of them were false moves!

"Impossible!" Zhu Ang's face was full of deflated expressions, and he roared unwillingly.

"Because he is a fool, he didn't know to be afraid at all, so he hit by mistake, and under the mysterious swordsmanship of the senior brothers, he retreated with his whole body......" Ling Xuan's face changed again.

"He's not stupid. It seems that we are looking away again. Meng Qingyu's pupils shrank, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong who was like a spring breeze very seriously, "Although the swordsmanship of the senior disciples is exquisite, the courage, vision, concentration, chicness, and the kung fu of the young man of the Huang family can be called a pervert......! Tsk, I, Meng Qingyu, have been in the world for decades, and I have never seen such a young person!"

The three envoys of the String Moon Sect, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

"This young man, is it luck, or is he really stupid and fearless about anything?" The middle-aged man in brocade robe frowned.

A young envoy next to him couldn't help but laugh and scold. "His grandmother's is really a bit of a dashing charm between talking and laughing. ”

"Okay, we've had enough fun, let's break down a few tricks. Huang Xiaolong raised the plum branch in his hand, and a faint trace of sharp aura seeped out!

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