A suppressed exclamation rang out all around.

No one thought that this person would be a greeting and brazen attack.

The faces of the cultivators of the surrounding major sects were slightly gloomy, and the contempt in the gloom was even stronger.

Some female cultivators even covered their red lips in surprise.

Mo Feng looked at that place, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile, I don't know if he was laughing at the young swordsman or Xiao Yu. Or both?

Mo Feng had already noticed this young swordsman when he first entered the Void Netherworld, because he had fought and killed a Demon Sect disciple in the Empty Netherworld Realm as a loose cultivator in the Void Netherworld.

But he is different from Akiba, who thinks that raising people is like boiling eagles, and he thinks that raising people is like raising dogs. He had long been sure that this person was an extremely good dog, this dog had been free-range for many years, and if he could bite Xiao Yu to death today, he could naturally take it home and cultivate it well. If it can't be bitten, then it's a wild dog, left to fend for itself.

"Mo Feng's vision is still as bad as ever, this is obviously a wolf, how can it be said to be a dog?"

Qiu Ye looked at the young swordsman in the distance, and said indifferently: "Wolf, you can't raise it well, not only can't you raise it, but you will bite back when the phone is turned off." ”

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Xiao Yu didn't expect the other party to be so unsophisticated, but he was not defenseless.

The long sword at his waist drew an arc and crossed in front of Xiao Yu, perfectly blocking the knife.

He sneered slightly, thinking that it was really to achieve the goal, and he would do whatever it takes. It's just that he can't do that, at least not now, because he wants fame. If you want a name, you must respect your identity.

Xiao Yu's sword was just right, and it was very calm, with that slightly mocking expression, it was suddenly in stark contrast to the young swordsman who drew his sword directly.

Originally, some cultivators who had nothing to do with themselves and were just watching the excitement had begun to silently support Xiao Yu.

Of course, more people still hope that both of them will lose.

The atmosphere in the field changed subtly, and his first knife was blocked, but the young swordsman was indifferent, but his body retreated quickly, and he drew his knife violently.

Draw the knife and then go in and out again.

Soon, people can't reflect. Drawing the knife and retreating is fake, and getting close to the knife is his purpose.

The blade approached Xiao Yu in an instant, and even he could clearly see the face of that Xiao Gongzi, and the thought of slashing such a rich and noble son with a knife made him feel indescribably happy in his heart. If I cut off your head, I will have my future, and when I stand on my feet and become the first in the cultivation world, then the Taoist Demon Sect will bow down, and the beauties of all factions will bow down. How comfortable!

He began to sneer, looking very hideous, and approached Xiao Yu and said coldly: "Remember, the person who killed you is called Wang Dongle." ”

Xiao Yu was amused by this person, and the long sword in his hand was a little bit, and he pointed at Wang Dongle's knife. He laughed and said, "Is that you?"

"Try it!"

Wang Dongle ignored the long sword in Xiao Yu's hand, rolled short, and then slashed again, from bottom to top, and the long knife in his hand pointed directly at Xiao Yu's lower body.

The next work, insidious. Is this trying to make him lose his children and grandchildren?

A hint of anger flashed on Xiao Yu's face, this arrogant guy must die.

He grasped the sword in both hands and slammed it down.

If Wang Dongle didn't stop, he would be nailed to the ground by Xiao Yu's sword.

Desperately this technique is scary to say, but it's actually not that hard to learn.

As long as you have determination, and Xiao Yu, who once aspired to be angry, has never lacked this determination.

People who can work hard have always been the most desperate, and they can work hard for so many years without dying, which shows that he has never been brainless and desperate, he knows very well when to work hard to be alive and when to be desperate is dead.

Just as Xiao Yu was unwilling to exchange one of his arms for Yi's life before, Wang Dongle did not hesitate to give up his knife, and his body rolled on the ground, dodging Xiao Yu's long sword. Then he jumped up and wanted to step back.

But how can there be such a good thing in the world, who can run away if he hits someone and wants to?

Xiao Yu once saw Autumn Leaves fighting against Gongsun Zhongmou, and learned a sword from each of them.

Gongsun Zhongmou is the art, and Akiba is the way. But whether it is art or Taoism, the purpose of the sword is to kill.

Whether the enemy is above board or sinister and cunning, no matter what he wants to do, all Xiao Yu needs to do is stab the long sword into the opponent's body, and that's it.

So when Xiao Yu retreated from Wang Dongle, he took out his sword, a seemingly very simple straight stab, and it was also a straight stab that was extremely complicated.

Three swords in one.

Xiao Yu's sword is not a sword technique, it is a sword in his hand.

After all these years, what he believed in was the long sword in his hand.

With the long sword in hand, even the Son of Heaven dared to make him splash blood for five steps.

This is Xiao Yu's sword, the sword of the horseman.

As for the desperateness, it is not in the mouth, but in the heart.

Fighting is a matter of survival, and the mind must die at any time. Gai has the determination to sacrifice his life in battle, but he can do the struggle for life in a desperate situation.

This is the sword of the horseman!

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In the past, he was cold-eyed in the Anguo Mansion to practice swords, and then he fought against Qin Mumian, and finally watched the competition between Autumn Leaves Gongsun Zhongmou on the top of the snow mountain, and what he learned and felt over the years was fully transformed into this sword.

Such a simple sword poured all of Xiao Yu's cultivation, and the sword was irresistible.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the field was violent, condensing towards the long sword in Xiao Yu's hand, and with a resolute will, it turned into a three-inch long sword and roared.

In an instant, Xiao Yu followed Wang Dongle's figure.

Xiao Yu's sword shocked everyone who watched the battle.

They didn't even have time to exclaim, they just watched in horror.

Such a simple sword?

It's really simple, maybe Akiba has such power with a sword in his hand.

But Akiba is a great cultivator of the frost realm!

Xiao Yu is just an Empty Netherworld Upper Realm, and he hasn't even reached the peak of the Empty Netherworld. Instead, he stabbed out a sword that transcended the Void Realm.

Transcending the void is for the frost.

Walking on the frost, the vitality of heaven and earth moves at will.

The wind is up!

Desperately reminded Xiao Yu of a lot.

Many people don't know what Xiao Yu has been thinking about all these years, what is his father's cold eyes? The down-and-out son is nothing, this is not the reason why Xiao Yu wants to learn the anger of the puppet and the sword of the common man. which

What about being an enemy of the world, and what about being unkind and unjust?

Xiao Yu remembered her face when she was dying, when she was too weak to speak, she just looked at him fixedly, and now that she thinks about it, isn't it the sentence that lives well?

Desperately?!

In Xiao Yu's hand was the long sword she had left for herself.

When she was about to be killed by her most beloved, she begged, "Keep her son." ”

Xiao Yu shouted angrily: "Die!"

Countless heaven and earth vitality began to roar, and the sky changed color.

The air in front of him was split by the sword, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground.

A sword.

Surge forward.

On this day, Xiao Yu broke the frost with a sword.