After hearing this, Xie Ting'an couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "There are also sword masters in the kitchen?"

That day, Xie Ting's three whites were drunk and drunk.

Comfortable with ease?

Comfortable with ease -

Isn't this the supreme sword path that all Huaxia sword cultivators pursue all their lives?

Isn't this a true portrayal of the high-spirited and unstoppable Huaxia Sword Demon two hundred years ago?

At the beginning, Xie listened to Anxi's entry into the Sword Gate, went south to Guyue, beheaded the gods and demons of Liaozhou in the north, entered Chu and defeated 100,000 gods and demons in the mountains, and crossed to Fusang in the east.

How chic!

How domineering!

At that time, no one was the opponent of Xie Ting'an's murderous sword, and when he was against anyone, Xie Ting'an was able to be light and easy.

But what about now?

Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

Xie Ting'an was already drunk when he listened to the story told by Zhao Yuan.

Old tears are rampant.

Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.

Thinking of the past, you can play with ease, and see the prosperity and decline of the world.

His Dao heart has been abolished, and the inheritance of the murderous sword has fallen on Zhao Yuan's shoulders, Zhao Yuan, this kid is very slippery, although he can't do it with ease, but he can barely be regarded as a basis for advancing and retreating, and he can give himself some surprises from time to time.

Listen to the old man!

But Zhao Zhi is a newly unsheathed blade, and he is still young!

If Zhao Zhi is defeated by Cai Xinghe's sword momentum of "softness and rigidity" like this, he will become a demon, and it will be difficult for him to enter the realm of ease for the rest of his life.

"It's easy. ”

The four big characters were like a heart-purifying talisman that soothed Zhao Cheng's restless heart.

Zhao Qian actually closed his eyes and let the tip of Cai Xinghe's sword point at him.

"What is he doing?"

"Is this kid going to die?"

The monks were in an uproar, in this kind of dangerous competition, the average monk couldn't wait to have eight eyes to stare intently, this kid actually closed his eyes, isn't this looking for death?

"Oh, Senior Brother Zhao, what are you doing!"

Fu Donglai patted his thigh, Zhang Fei also clenched the snake spear in his hand, and the fierce appearance of this nine-foot man scared away a bunch of idlers in the stands.

Spiritual consciousness to the extreme!

The wind blows, and people move.

Zhao Cheng clearly saw that Cai Xinghe's body disappeared abruptly in place, and then suddenly appeared in front of him, and the silver python sword in his hand had already stabbed over-

Wrong!

That's not Cai Xinghe!

Zhao Zhi slashed out, a plain knife.

It's not a mountain knife, it's not a boning knife, it's not any knife that Zhao Cheng has worked so hard to practice.

An ordinary knife.

There was no sword light, no howling wind, no lightning and thunder, and no friction of the blade tearing through the air.

Not even a knife intent!

It looks like a farmer, an ordinary cook, who chops firewood and cuts a piece of meat.

And I don't see any strength.

How can you hurt someone if you don't have strength?

How can you defeat the eighth-turn genius Cai Xinghe without strength?

Unexpectedly, Cai Xinghe's face actually showed a look of horror, and his sword move actually delayed for a moment, and at this moment, the situation changed immediately.

Zhao Cheng let out a long roar excitedly.

It turned out that it was his own eyes that deceived him.

Cai Xinghe's figure looked like it was moving all the time, but it wasn't moving all the time.

It's just the shadow of the sword that moves.

The last moment, he made Cai Xinghe lose for a while, and the next moment Cai Xinghe put himself aside.

Zhao Qian secretly said that he was too stupid, Cai Xinghe obviously just changed his sword momentum, why did he fall into the quagmire of his sword moves?

Cai Xinghe's soft sword was connected too smoothly and clicked too fast, so that Zhao Qian didn't have time to think that he had fallen into a trap.

Zhao Cheng only did one thing, unloading.

With no thick into the room, there must be room for its recovery.

Didn't you borrow your strength? My knife didn't work hard at all, how could you borrow it?

As soon as the situation turned, Cai Xinghe's sword moves were like mud cows entering the sea, and Zhao Wei's Xuanshi knife was instead entangled with this rigid and soft silver python sword.

Zhao Guan, who closed his eyes, played more and more smoothly, but Cai Xinghe was stumbling left and right, and could no longer keep up with Zhao Yuan's rhythm.

Cai Xinghe slammed his sword momentum, jumped backwards with his strength, pointed his long sword at the sky, and rushed straight towards Zhao Yuan.

Cai Xinghe, come on!

"Kill ghosts!"

Can't wait any longer!

As if the gods descended to earth, Cai Xinghe drank loudly, his long sword flew, and the sword flowers seemed to drown Zhao Yuan's whole person.

Sacrifice a blow!

Zhao Yuan's eyes were closed, and he slashed down with a knife.

But the next moment, Cai Xinghe's sword move actually appeared in front of Zhao Zhi at an extremely tricky and strange angle.

This is......

Yu's left-handed knife?

Blood splashed everywhere, and a series of blood waterfalls splattered out of Zhao Yuan's body, and all the horizontal and vertical parts of his body were hideous mouths, and his appearance was extremely tragic.

"Hmph-"

Zhao Qian vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground of the earthy yellow martial arts arena red.

The skeleton of the whole body seemed to be scattered, and the entire right half of the body did not have a piece of complete flesh and skin, and the internal organs seemed to be shattered by the sword flowers.

Zhao Qian coughed up a large blood stain and grinned: "It turned out to be a left-handed knife ......"

When did Cai Xinghe learn to knife with his left hand?

In the stands, a plainly dressed woman said eagerly: "How did he learn the secret of our family......?

Although this son uses the knife of our left-handed knife, the footwork is completely different from luck, but it looks like ...... Did you realize it yourself?"

A man and a woman in the stands stood up, their faces full of disbelief.

If Cai Xinghe comprehends it himself, then his comprehension is too terrifying.

Cai Xinghe really realized it by himself, and it only took one day.

Yu Mingzhu's slash left a deep impression on Cai Xinghe, and until now, he can't forget the sharp slash.

That amazing knife, Cai Xinghe tasted it all night.

In a hurry, it was finally used at this moment.

"Good sword!"

Anyone who sees it will praise it.

"Thank you. ”

Cai Xinghe grinned weakly, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of scarlet blood.

At this time, the people in the stands noticed that half of Cai Xinghe's body seemed to have been cut in two by Zhao Xinghe's knife, but the knife edge was too thin, and blood was gurgling at this time.

Cai Xinghe trembled and held the hilt of the sword with his hand, half-knelt on the ground, and used the tip of the sword to support the ground to prevent himself from falling, and a large area of blood flowed to the ground, like a river of blood.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuan put the Xuanshi knife away from the storage bracelet, and hurriedly went over to help him up, but was rejected by Cai Xinghe's trembling hand.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Cai Xinghe's face was pale and his speech was slurred, like the last words of a dying man.

"What's this trick called?"

Zhao Zhi looked at the respectable opponent in front of him and said solemnly: "This knife is called Xie Niu." ”

"Okay, if you can see this sword intent, Xinghe can die. ”

With a "plop", the trembling hands could no longer support it, and they fell straight down.

If this is to let Zhao Jiao do it again, it will be impossible in a short time, because this knife has quietly touched the boundary of the condensation period.

Easily untie the knife!

"Zhao Zhi wins!"

The audience was in an uproar, and no one noticed that an elderly couple in the stands clenched their fists and trembled......

"Star ......"

"Master, Master, send Cai Xinghe to Dantang!"

Zhao Cheng hugged Cai Xinghe and yelled urgently, and Jing Hong's figure quietly came......