"Hahahaha!" The tall man, who usually behaved unfathomably in front of Guan Daocun, looked up to the sky and laughed violently, both sarcastic and a bit of heroic loneliness.

He shook his head, and said with a smile as if he was disappointed in Guan Daocun: "This Guan family perished in your hands, and it is really not wronged! You are really extremely ignorant! I won't tell you, this duel is here, old man...... It's high in the sky!"

"In that case, then you should die!"

"Slow!"

Gao Xingkong wiped out a trace of killing intent, and his right palm shot out of his sleeve and slapped under Guan Daocun's ribs.

"Poof!", Guan Daocun flew out violently, blood splattered in the air!

Guan Daocun turned over a harrier to stabilize his body, and his eyes came out of the sheath, and he came straight to the death hole in the sky.

The Jairian Sword is already long and narrow, and it is obviously more effective to use it to hit holes than to slash.

Guan Daocun knows this.

But it's clearer to go high!

"Mantis arm block the car!"

Gao Xingkong's body deviated, giving way to the tip of the sword.

At the same time, a hand stretched out and grabbed Guan Daocun's wrist to lift and pull hard!

"Card-" Guan Dao's hand has been dislocated.

He immediately handed his sword to his left hand and took a stance again.

Gao Xingkong seemed to be playing with an ant, and said with a smile: "Why bother?"

He wanted to torture him to death, but he didn't want him to be defenseless.

"Come on, old dog," Guan Daocun roared.

"So, be careful!" Gao Xingkong suddenly said such a strange sentence.

Gao Xingkong's right hand slapped at the table, and the entire wooden table shattered in response, and in the next second, a dark emerald golden and clear short sword popped out of the mezzanine of the tabletop.

"This is the Qingmang Sword that ranks seventh in the sword spectrum! Today, if you die at his hands, it can be regarded as a non-disgrace to your status as the young master of the Guan family! It's a pity that the Guan family is gone. Gao Xingkong laughed hideously and walked towards Guan Daocun, who was lying on the ground and dying.

"No! I can fight again!" Thinking that this person was the butcher who destroyed the Guan family, Guan Daocun's heart erupted with power again.

"Come on!" Guan Daocun slapped the earthen wall and stabbed towards Gao Xingkong with his strength.

"Your stab, it's just a simple stab with the edge of the sword, and you still want to hurt the old man? Today, the old man will let you try the old man's self-created stunt--- whimsical stab!"

Start, exert force, condense the soul, shock the heart, shoot, one blow is fatal!

Gao Xingkong's thorn is like flowing water, from a distance, it is just a simple stab, but in Guan Daocun's eyes, that sword seems to have become the master of the world, and all the ghosts and spirits seem to be wiped out in front of this sword

！

With a sound of "dang", the two swords intersected, and Gao Xingkong deflected the sword, staggered the blade of Guan Daocun's sword, and slid straight down the spine of the sword to the gauntlet.

Suddenly, the blade spun around again, struck upward, and knocked Jairus away. Gao Xingkong turned the sword in his hand a few more times, dissolved the remaining strength of the sword, and stabbed forward again.

At this time, the empty door of the gate is wide open, and he is unable to parry, and he will inevitably die under the sword!

Suddenly, Gao Xingkong was stunned.

Lin should be wrong!

He was originally slapped by himself and flew out, but there was no trace of injury on his body, and his expression was serious, not like he was unconscious.

Rather, eavesdropping?

Thinking in his heart, the sword in his hand slowed down.

Guan Daocun laughed, "The little master is the only descendant of the Guan family, the little master is dead, what should the Guan family do! Old guy, why don't you come again?!"

Even so, Guan Daocun squinted his eyes and looked at Gao Xingkong carefully--- this sword can only be used by those who have light in their hearts, if he is a shameless murderer, how can Qingmang recognize the master?"

"Second, you must have the spirit of a king in your heart, so that the enemy can be frightened and unable to move, and you can perform a killing blow!"

"If you want to kill me, you are still a lot away, so let's work hard in the next life!"

Although Xingkong was still attacking, his head was tilted to Lin Ying's side, obviously hinting that there was something wrong with him.

"Hahahaha, I am now the only hope for the revival of the Guan family, and I am here for revenge! I am not the king, who dares to be the king! This stunt of dominating the heart of the city is nothing more than that! Today, I will let you die under your own fame stunt!"

It's a pity that Guan Dao is in the middle of the battle, and he has no intention of experiencing it.

"Alas. Gao Xingkong sighed softly. Again, the sword went sideways, and Qingmang brought out a series of sparks on the eye, this time slashing at the left hand!

But at the moment when the sword was about to arrive, Gao Xingkong turned the sword and smashed it directly into the tiger's mouth with the hilt of the sword.

"Touch!" The hilt of the sword struck, and the eyes fell to the ground again, Guan Daocun's left hand suffered a sharp pain, and the tiger's mouth was oozing blood, and he was powerless to resist. "Come again!" Guan Daocun suddenly leaned down and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

An arrow stepped in front of Gao Xingkong's body, turned his head away, and held the Qingmang Sword. Suddenly, Guan Daocun dived again, let go of the sword, and came straight to the gauntlet!

Wild spurs!

Sure enough, I learned fast. Gao Xingkong was taken aback, is he really going to lose in the hands of this son......