Entering the White Tiger City, the streets of Langfang are crowded with people, and it is difficult to drive the horses, so they simply land.

Fireworks, like the first chirping of eagles, rushed into the sky, accompanied by a startled sound, and the light was brilliant in an instant, and it was difficult to find it in the place where the sound was returned...... Hard to find!

The sound of gongs and drums is compact and orderly, you will know that there is joy when you hear it, squatting on the street is a boring young man, in that burst of gongs and drums, the fish jumps out, stands with the street, dancing with the hands, fixes the eyes, it turns out to be a vivid dance steps, applause and shouting spread all over the world in an instant!

"Wow! What the hell is going on! Why is this White Tiger City so noisy! This is a collective funeral!" At this time, Zhuangzi led the horse horizontally and shouted loudly with his face to the sky.

"Hey, Brother Wen Dao, what do you say is going on? What are you doing in White Tiger City? It's a dead noise! I really can't stand it! Get out of this place quickly!" Zhuangzi shouted impatiently.

"Don't keep yelling, I think you're noisy!" Wen Dao said, holding his forehead.

"Ahh......h

"Got it! it's noisy!" Wen Dao rolled his eyes at Zhuangzi.

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng immediately closed his mouth, crossed his hands on his waist and turned his face sideways to Wen Dao, and stopped talking.

The two of them walked some distance......

"Hey, Brother Wen Dao, look, why are there so many people in front?" Zhuang Ziheng suddenly looked at Wen Dao and smiled.

"Let's go, let's take a look. Wen Dao's eyes kept staring ahead, and he said coldly.

At this time, a two-story building appeared in front of him, and there was a ring under the building, on which stood a domineering young man in black, and on the opposite side stood a graceful young man in white, both of whom were holding a majestic big knife, and on the platform sat an old man in black, watching the situation under the ring with a smile.

"Oh! looks like a fight is about to start!" Zhuangzi said to Wen Dao in a low voice.

"That's right, it's going to be a fight. However, did you see a knife next to the ring?" At this time, Wen Dao's eyes were already looking at the position of the knife.

I saw that on the shelf, a blade was engraved with a white tiger pattern, the handle was made of granite, and the whole blade shone with a black luster, and the big knife with a black luster appeared in Zhuang Ziheng's eyes.

"Wow! that's cool!" Zhuangzi said, looking sideways at the big knife, holding his saliva.

"The famous sword is ranked fourth, Yuanmo!" Wen Dao said softly.

"Pound!"

At this time, the boy in white and the boy in black in the ring had already fought.

"Boom!"

The young man in black drew his knife and slashed at the young man in white. The young man in white immediately blocked it with a knife.

However, the scene in front of him made the people in the audience grow their mouths, the knife of the young man in white was shattered in an instant, and the person flew out five or six meters away in an instant.

"Good!", "Good!", "Good knife technique!" A deafening cry rang out from the audience.

The young man in white looked at his chopped knife and walked out of the ring in embarrassment.

"Just a knife! Just a knife! Wow! It's so cool! Wen Dao, did you see it, just beat the man in white with a knife!" Zhuangzi looked at Wen Dao sideways, and said with a saliva in his mouth.

"What a domineering knife technique!" Wen Dao said softly.

"Who else!" shouted the black-clothed young man on the stage.

After a while......

There was still no one in the audience.

"Beat me!, and you can get the famous knife on the knife rack—Yuanmo!" the black-clothed young man in the ring shouted loudly again.

Zhuang Zi looked at the people around him who were all using knives as weapons, sighed and said, "It's a pity! Brother Wen Dao, it would be good if I used a knife, and I don't know if I can play with a sword." ”

"You don't say you can't use a sword, but I don't think you can beat him. Wen Dao shrugged his shoulders, glanced at Zhuangzi, and said softly.

"You can use a sword, then I'm going to make up for this Yuanmo!" Zhuangzi jumped into the ring and said confidently.

"Hey, you kid...... Alas......" Wen Dao held his forehead and sighed helplessly.

"Under Zhuang Ziheng, come and teach!" Zhuang Ziheng said to the black-clothed young man with both hands and fists.

"Good!" the young man in black picked up the knife and said coldly.

"Brother Zhuang, please advise!" said the black-clothed young man coldly.

I saw the young man in black slash with a knife, and a knife qi rushed forward.

Zhuang Ziheng also drew his long sword and began to fight.

"Bang Bang"!

I saw that Zhuangzi clenched his sword tightly to block the sword qi, but he retreated several steps in a row.

"What a domineering sword technique!" Zhuangzi said incredulously as he gathered his spirit.

"Butterfly Shadow Duel!"

I saw Zhuang Zi slash horizontally with a sword, and a purple light sword aura burst out, turning into several phantom butterflies and slashing at the black-clothed young man.

"Butterfly Shadow! Butterfly Shadow Duel! Good swordsmanship with a good sword! Interesting, I like it!" the corner of the black-clothed young man's mouth raised slightly.

"Heavy Sword!"

I saw the black-clothed young man slash out, and a black shadow attacked, turning into a fierce white tiger.

"Broken!"

Suddenly, Zhuangzi Heng's phantom butterfly was shattered, and he also took two or three steps back in a row.

"Oh! It's the martial arts of the sword king Su Yuyan, and he fights with a heavy sword. If you guessed correctly, this person on the stage should be a disciple of the Sword King. Wen Dao watched quietly from the audience and muttered quietly.

"What a strong sword technique! It is my honor to see such a master!" Zhuang Ziheng said loudly.

"Your swordsmanship is good, you can catch my sword, since the beginning of the fight, you are the first person, but then it is not so easy. The young man in black clenched his knife and said fiercely.

"Then, please show all your strength!" Zhuang Ziheng shouted at the black-clothed young man.

"Butterfly Love Sword Technique!"

I saw Zhuangzi swing a few swords forward, and a few purple lights rose up in an instant, and they also slashed forward.

"Heavy Knife Decisive Second Style!"

I saw the young man in black slash horizontally, vertically, turned into a cross-shaped knife qi, and struck forward.

"Broken!"

"Shattered!"

At this time, Zhuangzi's horizontal purple light suddenly turned into a few gentle phantom butterflies, and the black-clothed young man's cross sword qi suddenly turned into a fierce white tiger.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhuang Ziheng's phantom butterfly and the white tiger of the black-clothed young man collide violently, and a strong white light exploded in the middle of the ring.

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng and the black-clothed young man took a few steps back at the same time.

In front of me, a huge hole appeared in the middle of the ring.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"Good knife technique!"

The two said in unison.

"If you can take my last knife, the deep ink on the shelf will belong to you!" said the young man in black slowly, only to see that his sweat had penetrated his whole body.

"Okay! Then, once the word is uttered, the horse is hard to chase!, please make a move!" Zhuangzi shouted loudly, his sword clenched tightly in his hand, and a little sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Heavy Knife Battle! Third Style!"

Suddenly, the black-clothed young man's true qi exploded, and he slashed forward three times, and the three sword qi turned into three white tigers and slammed forward.

"It's not good! It's the third form of heavy sword, which is very different from the previous two styles, and the third form is extremely powerful. Wen Dao became nervous in the audience and said in a panic.

"Zhuangziheng! can't be answered! quickly dodge!" Wen Dao shouted at Zhuangziheng on the stage.

"Shut up! I'm beating and not you! I'm going to settle this Yuanmo today!" Zhuangzi shouted loudly, but he didn't turn his head to look at Wen Dao.

"It's really for this knife that I took out all the effort I put to the bottom of the box!" Zhuangziheng said loudly.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng suddenly burst out of true anger.

Thousands of swords appeared at Zhuang Ziheng's side.

"Broken!"

Suddenly, tens of millions of swords struck out towards the white tiger of the black-clothed young man.

At this moment, these thousands of swords suddenly turned into a large area of purple light, turning into thousands of phantom butterflies.

"Break it for me!" roared the young man in black.

And that huge white tiger sword aura also slammed forward.

"Broken!"

"Shattered!"

I saw Zhuangzi's phantom butterfly hitting the white tiger of the black-clothed young man little by little.

At this time, the white tiger sword qi of the black-clothed young man also retreated little by little.

"How is that possible!" said the young man in black, gritting his teeth, only to see him struggling to hold on.

"Boom"!

The black-clothed young man's sword aura was instantly shattered.

Zhuang Ziheng's sword qi stabbed towards the black-clothed young man.

"Ahh

At this time, everyone in the audience was stunned.

"Hahahaha! Okay! Good swordsmanship!" The old man in black on the balcony suddenly laughed loudly and flew down from the second floor.

"Little brother, once the word is spoken, it is difficult for the horse to chase! This Yuanmo belongs to you now!" the old man in black helped the young man in black and said.

"Really? Wow!" Zhuangziheng said excitedly, running towards the knife holder and picking up Yuanmo.

At this time, Wen Dao also stepped into the ring

"Yes, I didn't think you kid still had this ability!" Wen Dao looked at Zhuang Ziheng and patted him on the shoulder.

I saw Zhuangzi holding Yuanmo and smiling stupidly.

"Then, it's time for us to go!" Wen Dao pulled Zhuangzi Heng and said coldly, turning around to leave.

"Please stay!" two teenagers. The old man in black helped the young man in black and smiled slightly.