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"Fellow Daoist, let's start then, I've already thrown away the storage bag. The whitefriar smiled.

Zhao Yu nodded and didn't speak, just made a gesture of please.

The two sides did not take out their weapons, probably because the white-clothed monk knew that Zhao Yu was a kitchen knife and did not intend to "bully" Zhao Yu in weapons.

Zhao Yu didn't move, but looked at the steps of the white-clothed monk, he found that the white-clothed monk's steps were very mysterious, he tried to add it to his "inch step", but the monks below saw that the two people on the field did not attack each other for a long time, so they were a little anxious, and said: "Senior brother, beat him, senior brother, beat him." ”

When Zhao Yu heard this, the calmer the moves between these pig teammates and the "masters" are, the more it means that the two attach more importance to each other, and the first one will inevitably suffer.

Maybe it was the urgency below, the white-clothed monk frowned, and left an afterimage in the same place, Zhao Yu also moved the moment the white-clothed monk moved, leaving an afterimage in the same place.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was an incessant sound of impact on the field, and if the monks below did not look carefully, they could only see two afterimages, and some monks also used the eye-clearing technique to make their eyesight stronger in a short period of time in order to see clearly.

"Bang!"

After a loud crash, the two figures separated.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you taught?" said the white-clothed monk to Zhao Yu with a smile.

Zhao Yu didn't expect the white-clothed monk to ask like this, and replied with a smile: "The mortal master is Zhang Sanfeng, I don't know if the Taoist friends have heard of it?"

When the white-clothed monk heard this, he shook his head and said, "Although I haven't heard of it, I admire it for being able to make an apprentice like you, a fellow Daoist, and the exchange ends here, and I will see you again!"

With that, the whitefriar jumped out of the ring and left, and the crowd immediately got out of the way.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, you haven't lost yet, you can get things back!" Zhao Yu pretended to stay.

"No need, fellow Daoist, you can accept it, it's a meeting gift!" said the white-clothed monk without looking back.

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, what's wrong?

"yes?"

"Why?"

The crowd below made a noise again, and the reason for this was only known to Zhao Yu and the white-clothed monk themselves, and the white-clothed monk had to crack his hand bones when he touched Zhao Yu at the end, although the sound was inaudible, but Zhao Yu heard it, and he didn't debunk it, after all, he still had to be leisurely.

"Ahem, cough, don't you feel excited when you look at so many storage bags on the ground?" Zhao Yu said and bent down to put away these storage bags.

"Slow down, I'll come!" a monk with a delicate sword on his back came from a distance, full of "immortal energy", like a sword fairy.

"This temperament is okay!" Zhao Yu also admired.

"I'm here to ask Daoist friends for advice!" the monk with the sword took out the long sword from his back and pointed it at Zhao Yudao.

"As you wish!" Zhao Yu replied and took out the kitchen knife!

Jian Xiu saw Zhao Yu take out the kitchen knife, frowned, and said, "Take out your sword, this is a sign of respect for your opponent!"

Zhao Yu's old face instantly turned red and said, "My family is poor and I can't afford to buy a sword!"

"You, lend him the sword!" the sword cultivator pointed at a monk with his sword.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" the monk replied, taking out his sword and throwing it to Zhao Yu.

"It's okay now!" Jian Xiu pointed his sword at Zhao Yu again.

Zhao Yu nodded, the sword in his hand shook slightly, and the scabbard flew towards the monk who gave him the sword.

This time Zhao Yu chose to take the initiative, every time he held the sword, he turned into a sword cultivator, he wanted to inherit a part of the essence of the Heavenly Sword Sect's overhaul spirit, and move forward with the spirit of the sword.

"Damn, I forgot to learn some swordsmanship. "After Zhao Yu took out the sword, he found that he didn't seem to know any other sword techniques except for the basic sword techniques of the Four Heavenly Sword Sects.

Zhao Yu was ruthless, remembering the moves of the Shushan faction in the novels he had read before, so he pulled two moves and began to attack the sword cultivator who was fighting, but the sword cultivator stood in place and did not move, and a few fluttering swords dissolved Zhao Yu's sword moves, and then a sword shook Zhao Yu back.

"You have the heart of sword cultivation, but you don't have the cultivation of sword dao!" said to Zhao Yu coldly.

When Zhao Yu was savoring Sword Xiu's words, Sword Xiu moved, the sword shook lightly in his hand, and a white light flashed on the blade, and then Sword Xiu moved.

Zhao Yu hurriedly raised the sword in his hand, still held the kitchen knife in his hand, resisted the sword that Jian Xiu quickly stabbed, and said coldly: "It's not up to you to decide whether I have the cultivation of the sword or not, it's just that this sword is not suitable, give it back to you!"

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he kicked the sword at the monk who lent him the sword, and the sword was directly inserted into the scabbard in the man's hand.

Jian Xiu frowned, a little angry, someone actually refuted his kendo cognition, the sword flower in his hand flew, and at the same time added his own original kendo technique, attacking Zhao Yu.

"Look, it's Senior Brother Xu's own kendo technique, and that guy has angered Senior Brother. A monk below looked at the sword cultivator's moves.

"What, it turns out that Senior Brother Xu created his own spell...... Terrible. One of the monks sighed.

But these are jokes in Zhao Yu's ears, I don't know what to say, he can see that this trick is not small, but it is too fancy, and there is a small flaw, the kitchen knife is also in Zhao Yu's hand, but it is a cauliflower!

The swords collided, Zhao Yu fell behind, this Jian Xiu surnamed Xu was pressed and beaten, and his clothes were also pierced, but Zhao Yu was not in a hurry, he was waiting, waiting for him to make that broken bloom big, big enough for Zhao Yu to defeat this sword Xiu with one move.

"You've lost!" said Xu Jianxiu coldly, and at the same time, the sword in his hand stabbed faster, like a storm.

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes, the kitchen knife quickly flipped in his hand, and smashed into the sword surnamed Xu Jianxiu, the huge force instantly made the sword stabbing at him deviate, and the kitchen knife then began to fly like a flying knife, and at the same time, Zhao Yu used the "Shadowless Legs" to attack this Xu surnamed Jianxiu's next plate.

The scene reversed in an instant, and the monks below were all stunned when they were about to cheer for the sword cultivator surnamed Xu, and then retrieve their storage bags.

"I'm defeated!" said Jian Xiu surnamed Xu with a look of loss as he retreated to the edge of the ring.

Zhao Yu immediately took back the kitchen knife and said lightly: "Then you can leave the storage bag!"

Xu surnamed Jianxiu didn't say a word, he ripped off the storage bag, threw it aside, and jumped out of the ring, he felt that Zhao Yu's kitchen knife was an ordinary kitchen knife, but that knife technique seemed to be a sword technique, after taking two steps, he still couldn't help but turn to Zhao Yu and said, "May I ask if the knife technique just now is a sword technique?"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, these routines are all tricks he usually plays when he is bored dissecting prey in the wild, what kind of swordsmanship is that, but in order to pretend, he said lightly: "It is both swordsmanship and swordsmanship, everything is the same and interconnected, your moves are too fancy!"

After hearing this, Jian Xiu surnamed Xu stood on the spot and tasted it carefully, and said after half a sound: "I have been taught!"

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "Who else is coming, I'm going to leave if there is no one!"

At this time, Wang Ling said to Ah Hu beside him: "Ah Hu, you can go now." ”

Ah Hu nodded, signaling that he understood.

"Wait, I want to talk to fellow Daoists. Ah Hu, who was next to Wang Ling, walked out of the crowd.