The sun is scorching.

On the stage of the proud family's martial arts, a teenager stood on the left and right. The young man on the left was dressed in a purple robe, with single eyelids and a slightly pointed chin, and the young man on the right, a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, had a face that was not handsome but his eyes were clear, his sword eyebrows were like stars, and his thin lips did not carry a trace of emotion.

This is the young man on the left who spoke: "Ao Shuang, don't think that if you defeat Ao Wen with one move, you think you are amazing." I can do it with one move, and it's even more beautiful than you!"

"I found that you all have a trait, that is, you can talk nonsense, is it useful, knock your opponent to the ground, and you can say anything at that time. "The boy on the right is Aoshuang.

At the time of the dialogue between Ao Shuang and Ao Lin, many children of the Ao family gathered in the martial arts arena.

"Look, Brother Aoshuang is going to compete with Brother Aolin!"

"Ao Shuang defeated Ao Wen with one move the day before yesterday, of course Ao Lin had to make a move, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. "It was a heroic young man, Aoqi, the son of the Third Elder.

"It's over, I estimate that Big Brother Ao Shuang is going to be defeated, after all, Big Brother Ao Lin is already a fifth-level martial artist. ”

"Not necessarily, I'm optimistic about Brother Aoshuang!" spoke to a man of short stature, although this person was short, but his eyes were smart.

――――"Don't do useless struggles, you are definitely not my opponent, defeated you, I see what else you can say." Ao Lin couldn't wait to defeat Ao Shuang, because Ao Shuang didn't say much at any time, but every word was stimulating his mood.

Ao Shuang said: "Impetuous and impetuous is a taboo for martial artists, and you have already lost this point." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, one trick will defeat you!"

Aurin picked up his weapon, the Whirlwind Sword, but did not draw it. Urging the spiritual power of the whole body, the purple robe was windless and automatic, and a purple whirlwind appeared outside the body, and he stomped his foot suddenly, like a flying flood.

"The wind and clouds!"

This move is a sword move, but it was evolved to the hand knife by Aolin, although the power has been reduced a lot, but Aolin feels that it is more than enough to deal with Aoshuang, who is lower than his own realm.

Snort!

The air was cut in an instant, and the purple hand knives were layered on top of each other, bringing up bursts of palm wind.

Ao Shuang knew that Ao Lin was not a Ao Wen and the like, so he couldn't be careless, after all, he was only a third-level martial artist, and Ao Lin was about to reach the realm of a sixth-level martial artist.

"Break it for me!"

Ao Shuang didn't draw his sword, but he didn't retreat, and he clenched his fists with both hands and struck out in a row, dissolving Ao Lin's palm wind one by one. In an instant, the sound of air crackling came and went, and there was a turbulent wind in the center of the explosion, and the wind was cold.

Aolin's face changed, "How is it possible, although the power of my hand sword is not as powerful as when I use a sword, it is not something that a third-level martial artist can resist." ”

He didn't know that the arrogant flesh Liliang had already been extremely strong since the Demon Bead mutation, and it was not something that he, a fifth-level martial artist, could resist.

"Wind and dust!"

Ao Lin saw that his attack had no effect, so he changed his attack, his clothes fluttered, and he flew towards Ao Shuang, and in the process of flying, the five fingers of his left hand made a hook, and he was about to put it on Ao Shuang's shoulder.

Ao Shuang knew that he couldn't be hooked by the other party's hand, otherwise he would lose control of his body even if he wasn't injured.

Swish!

Ao Shuang jumped backwards without thinking, and Ao Shuang's body flew out, leaving a faint afterimage in place.

Aorin could only tear apart the afterimage in anger, and when he looked up, a little suddenly appeared in front of him.

It's a sword!

Blazing fast sword!

"Killing the sword and dubbing the seventh style, a sudden sword!"

Almost as soon as he appeared, he appeared in front of Aorin.

"Ahh

"Break it for me!"

Ao Lin roared angrily, and with a clamp of the two fingers of his right hand in the void, he was about to block Ao Shuang's attack, and prepared to clip Ao Shuang's Qiushui Sword.

Ao Shuang sneered, "Dream!"

As soon as Ao Shuang's sword edge was deflected, he directly avoided Ao Lin's two fingers and stabbed at Ao Lin's shoulder. After all, Ao Lin was a fifth-level martial artist, and he also had some combat experience, so his fingers caught Ao Shuang's sword blade.

"Clamped!" The children of the Ao family in the audience were also very nervous, and they didn't want Ao Shuang to lose so quickly.

"Haha, I see what else you have" Ao Lin's words were not finished, "Ah" It turned out that Ao Shuang saw that his Qiushui sword was clamped, and the dark black spiritual power on the sword body was shocked. The five fingers were connected to the heart, and Aorin had not practiced any finger skills, so a wound was shocked out of his finger.

"Brother Aolin is bleeding!"

"Ao Shuang, you made me lose face, it seems that I really have to teach you a good lesson today!" Ao Lin is no longer called Ao Shuang's "cool brother", his finger is injured, and the pain in his heart makes Ao Lin lose his mind.

Aurin quickly stepped back as he drew his sword.

"The wind and clouds!"

This move is not like Aurin using his hands, this move is made with a sword, and it is even more powerful!

"Kill the eighth style of the sword, kill the blue and white flowers!" Ao Shuang shook the Qiushui sword and drew a series of sword flowers.

All the diffuse sword light shattered and exploded, unable to advance an inch, which shows how fast and tight the sword swing speed is.

Seeing that Ao Shuang took his sword move, Ao Lin did not pursue, but drew a circle on the ground beside him with his sword, "Ah!" Ao Lin shouted, and the whole person flew up like a goshawk, and the long sword in his hand waved towards Ao Shuang like a windmill, kicking off a cloud of smoke and dust, like a shrunken tornado.

"Boom"

"Beacon Smoke!"

Ao Shuang was just about to make a move, and a whirlwind suddenly rose on the ground, with Ao Lin as the center, it swept towards Ao Shuang little by little.

Withdraw!

Ao Shuang put away his sword, and his body flew out upside down.

"Ao Shuang, it's really good to be able to fight me with so many moves, but it's a pity that you still have to lose!"

"If you bear it all now, you will lose!" all the children of the Ao family in the audience thought.

In the face of this sweeping sword light, Ao Shuang's body must have taken a deep breath.

"Sunset Kill!" The arrogant sword stabbed straight out, only to see that the sword seemed to be surrounded by a circle of dark spiritual power!

"How is it possible!" Aorin was simply unconfident, and the trick he had practiced hard might be broken!

"Invincible Finger!" Ao Shuang was about to reach Ao Lin's side, his left hand stretched out from his robe, and his left index finger tapped at Ao Lin.

"Whew!"

Aurin's body was like being struck by lightning! "Wow" highlighted a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Ao Shuang had made meritorious contributions, his left hand turned into a fist and burst out, and a "snap" punch hit Ao Lin's right eye! Ao Lin suddenly flew to the stage like a kite with a broken string.

"You're losing" This is the zuihou sentence that Aolin heard before he fell unconscious, or that nasty tone!