Although this Wujiang Zi is in the Daomen, his speech and demeanor are extremely vulgar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as his voice fell, the sword on his waist had come out of its sheath, and when his wrist trembled, he felt a flash of cold light, and the sword had been stabbed, but it was stabbed towards Yan Si's body.

It turns out that although Wujiangzi has a violent temper, he is not stupid. That Xie Yixiang is the daughter of a general, if it is not a last resort, it is better not to hurt it. In comparison, the tolerance in front of him was weak, and he seriously injured his master, and he had already developed a killing intent.

At this moment, his sword shot extremely fast, and the sword light flowed like water, and immediately enveloped Yan Sidao's whole body, and as soon as he spit out his internal force, he wanted to twist Yan Sidao into pieces. However, Yan Sidao also reacted very quickly, and when he saw that Wu Jiangzi glanced at himself before he took out the sword, he knew that something was wrong, and immediately exclaimed: "Third Miss, help!" As soon as the words fell, Wu Jiangzi's sword had already stabbed in front of him.

Along the way, Xie Yixiang unconsciously regarded Yan Sidao as a companion, at this moment, how could he still remember his identity as a felony in the imperial court? Seeing that Wu Jiangzi's sword move was vicious, she waved the chaos in her hand without thinking, and successively used three moves: "Flying Chaotic Red", "Flying Across Chaotic Clouds", and "Chaotic Qiong Broken Jade", defending two and attacking, dissolving the sword of Wu Xuanzi.

Seeing that this Xie Yixiang was just a little girl, but she could use a knife to defuse her own attack, and she could also shoot back with a move, she couldn't help but be furious in surprise, and for a while, she couldn't care about the daughter of a great general, and immediately shouted: "Okay, let Poor Dao see how many catties and taels the heirs of the Sword King can have." ”

He roared angrily in his mouth, and the sword in his hand became round, turning into a Tai Chi momentum. Then two yi, four elephants, gossip, and sixty-four hexagrams, in an instant, Xie Yixiang was sealed up and down from front to back, left and right, up and down, and it was actually a set of "Xuanqi Sword" that was slow and fast, and it was unfolded like a storm. Xie Yixiang knew that she had met a strong opponent, so she didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so she had to use all her 'chaotic knives', fight quickly, see the moves, and concentrate on dealing with the sword in the hand of Wu Jiangzi.

The figures of the two were extremely fast, and they dismantled hundreds of moves in a snap of their fingers, and everyone outside the arena could only vaguely see that there was a crimson and a blue-gray flying vertically and horizontally, intertwining into a large circle in the hall. But listening to the sound of the intersection of swords and swords, "clanging" is endless, louder and faster, and in the end, it is impossible to distinguish the interval between the sounds, and turns into a long "ding......" long sound, which shocks everyone's eardrums.

That Wuxiazi was originally guarding Xiyi's real people, but at this moment, he saw Xie Yixiang being tripped by Wuyizi, and he drew his sword in his hand. He was very insidious, and when his feet slipped, he actually swam towards the words and thoughts on the sidelines.

Yan Sidao had already seen everyone's actions clearly, so he was naturally on guard, and immediately jumped a few steps away and hid behind Xie Yixiang and Wu Jiangzi in the fierce battle. Wu Xiazi hurriedly raised his sword to bypass the two people in the field, but when he saw that Yan Sidao's footsteps did not stop, he also followed him in a circle, always separating Xie Yixiang and Wu Jiangzi from himself and Wu Xiazi in the fierce battle.

Wuxiazi circled a few times, feeling irritable, and evil thoughts suddenly appeared. He suddenly stabbed out with his sword and stabbed at Xie Yixiang in the field.

Mo said that Xie Yixiang was struggling to parry Wuxiazi's attack at the moment, and she had no distractions, even if she had been prepared, she couldn't slow down to deal with Wuxiazi's sneak attack. Wu Xiazi saw that he was about to succeed, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but he suddenly felt that his hand was empty, and the sword that he originally held in his hand that cut gold and jade disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't know where to go.

With Wuxiazi's martial arts, he actually lost the sword in his hand inexplicably. He was frightened, and hurriedly used a move to "walk against the wind", floating backwards for several feet, and his vest hit the Sanqing shrine heavily. But he saw that in the dust that he knocked down, a young man in white appeared in the Sanqing Hall without warning.

The reason why it is said that there is no warning is because from beginning to end, Wu Xiazi did not notice the arrival of this young man in white at all, and of course, it was because this young man in white was motionless, dissolving his breath into the entire hall, as if he had been standing there since ancient times.

The young man in white was about twenty years old, with two sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a pair of phoenix eyes. At this moment, between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand, he was holding the tip of a sword, as soft as a flower branch—and Wuxiazi immediately recognized that it was the sword that had disappeared from his hand.

Since his debut, Wuxiazi has never suffered such a big loss, and no one has ever been able to take away his sword so silently. He took a deep breath, suddenly looked at the black sheath long knife on the waist of the white-clothed young man, the thoughts in his mind flew around, and he immediately thought of a name, and asked slowly: "Is it the 'Jiangnan One Knife' who came to compete with the moon first?"

The young man in white didn't answer, but nodded slightly. As soon as he raised his hand, he threw the sword of Wuxiazi back at his feet.

Wuxiazi only felt that his whole body was cold, and it was indeed the first moon who moved the world. Although Fang Cai's sword grabbing kung fu was suspected of sneak attack, his act of throwing the sword back showed the demeanor of a general, and he was even arrogant and rude.

Although she was humiliated like this, Wuxiazi knew the name of Xian Jingyue and did not dare to be careless. He slowly bent down, picked up his sword, stretched out his hand and shook it, and posed in the starting hand pose of the "Sea Rain Sky Wind Sword", which he had learned in his life, and said in a deep voice: "Poor Dao ......"

As soon as he said these two words, Xian Jingyue saw that his sword was already in his hand and the move had been formed, so he took a step forward, pulled out the long knife at his waist and slashed at him.

His knife is not fast, there is not even a knife light, there is no knife wind, there is no knife intent, and there is no knife energy. The blade of the knife is also pitch black, I don't know if it is made of black steel or dark iron, and under a closer look, there are still a few small gaps on the blade, which is the "farewell" that Xian Jingyue relied on to become famous.

His move is not complicated, not even changed, no fancy, no after-move, and no mystery. This move is just an ordinary move to the extreme, "splitting Huashan alone". But anyone who uses a knife, the first knife method they learn is this "unique Huashan".

Facing the knife of Xian Jingyue, Wu Xiazi had already come up with thirteen ways to crack it in an instant, but seeing that the other party was so arrogant, he must not lose first in terms of momentum no matter what. At the moment, he also stabbed out with a sword, and it was the most ferocious killing move in his "Sea Rain Sky Wind Sword", "Drifting Wind and Rain".

His move "Drifting Wind and Rain" came first, and the farewell of the first Jingyue was still held high in the air, and the cold light burst out in Wuxiazi's hand, and the sword had taken the lead in reaching the throat of the first Jingyue. But seeing Xian Jingyue casually stretching out his left hand, and seeing him have any strange techniques, his thumb and index finger pinched the tip of Wuxiazi's sword, snatched the sword effortlessly, and threw it aside, exactly the same as the previous sword grabbing technique.

Before Wuxiazi could react to the changes in front of him, Xian Jingyue's parting had already fallen in the air, and then he put the knife back into the sheath, and looked at him again.

Wuxiazi stood motionless, holding the sword in her left hand, and her outstretched right hand still maintained the posture of holding the sword. A red thread slowly soaked out from the Dao robe on his chest, but when he heard a few cracking sounds, the pearls and jades on his luxurious Dao robe flew in all directions, and then the blood broke through the red line on his chest and spurted out wildly.

Seeing that Wuxiazi had been defeated with one move, he fell down with a blank face, and the words next to him cheered loudly: "It's a good farewell, a good one to compete for the moon first." ”