Zhang Julu looked at Xia Mulan with a serious face, with an inquiring look. The youth of the Xia Kingdom also stared closely at Xia Mulan's reaction, as a place opened up by the Sword Emperor.

The swordsmen of the Xia Kingdom are the most numerous in the Five Directions region, and at the same time they are the strongest. I know the most about swords, for example, today's Xia Wang first practiced swords, known as the 'Heavenly Sword', and swept away the human swordsmen.

The strength of the sword is comparable to that of the Ancient Sword King, just when everyone thought that the next Human Sword Emperor would appear. He changed his boxing skills, and what made people helpless was that he became the first person in the martial arts of the human race by practicing boxing. The monopoly of one person, the scenery of five hundred years of sword and fist two martial arts. As a result, in the past five hundred years, the number of Terran martial artists who practice boxing and sword training has decreased sharply.

Joke about the martial artists who choose these two martial arts paths, the best two sentences are: It doesn't matter if you don't practice boxing well, you can choose to practice swords. It doesn't matter if you don't practice swords, you can practice boxing. In addition, you can be the best in the world anyway, if you don't practice well, you must not work hard.

Xia Mulan nodded, and the young people of Xia Guo looked at each other. It was quiet in an instant, and I somewhat understood a similar curse left by the ancestors of each family.

The reason is for their own inheritance, and the ancestors of all ethnic groups evaluate the characters that their descendants and peers cannot mess with. Among them, the evaluation of the Xia King of the Terran race is the most laughable.

The last words of the ancestor of the previous generation of the Hei family were the most widely circulated, and his grandmother's was also cultivating martial arts, how could there be such a big gap between people and people.

The Great Elder of the Ji Clan of the previous generation, the damn 'Heavenly Sword' finally doesn't need to see him.

The high priest of Beidi in the previous generation, Ning Zhan Demon Master, did not want to see Wuji.

However, the worst master of the human race is not the ancestor of each family. The worst is the Ancient Sword King, who met the last human emperor in the first half of his life. In the second half of his life, he met the First Emperor Sword Emperor, so he became a classic sage who measured whether he was an emperor or an emperor.

In the end, the Southern Emperor closed the coffin, saying that the human emperor could fight three ancient sword kings, and the emperor could fight two.

So the human race has been circulated, and the order of the versions of the strong in the past dynasties is: three emperors, five emperors, and sages.

Among them, the first eleven thunder could not be moved, and the order of the sages in the back changed greatly. Whenever which side of the Five Directions is stronger, the ranking of the sages born on which side will become higher.

There is a generation of demon emperors of the demon clan who once ridiculed it; the human race is very powerful at tossing the living, and even more powerful at playing with the dead.

This sentence is the same as the saying of the three masters of the dead world: the more Terrans I see, the more I like dogs.

For the former, the human race replied: The human race does not stand apart, and the hearts of those who are not of our race will be different.

No one refutes the latter, because of the bones of the Northern Emperor, one of the Five Emperors. No one has ever picked it up in the River Styx, like a thorn.

Pierced deeply into the hearts of the human race, it is ridiculous that only the twelve tribes of Beidi in the past generations swore to welcome the emperor's body.

The young powerhouse of the Xia Kingdom carefully looked at the battle in the field, so much so that the other three kingdoms also looked at it carefully.

Tang Ji slashed the clear water in the lake with a sword, and a sword qi dived to the bottom of the water, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the water droplets. Everyone watching was dazzled, and Tang Ji stepped on the water and ran towards Ximenyu.

The simplest moves are the most dangerous. Tang Ji understood that Ximen Yu also understood, and Zhou An shook his hands nervously.

Butterfly Dance and Qingmeng deliberately stretched out a hand each, and the two hands almost met every time.

When Tang Ji was still five zhang away from Ximen Yu, his footsteps stepped down. Leaping up from the water, he slashed downward with a wooden sword in both hands.

Ximen Yugang wanted to avoid the edge, but the ice under his feet was shattered by a sword qi. With a few drops of water, the sword qi stabbed into Ximen Yu's abdomen.

Subconsciously deviated his body to avoid the sword qi. Ximen Yu secretly screamed badly, and a sword momentum pressed from the top of his head.

The yellow sand sword in his hand blocked upward, and Tang Ji's sword had already been slashed head-on. Drops of water fell from the sky, and drops of blood dripped on the surface of the lake.

Ximen Yu held the sword in both hands and held it upward. Tang Ji holds the hilt of the sword in one hand and presses the blade of the sword with the other. Standing upside down on Ximen Yu's shoulder, the yellow sand sword was bent.

Half of the blade had already pierced into his shoulder, and Zhou An pressed down with both hands. Just grabbed two jade hands and shook them excitedly.

"Won, finally won. ......" Zhou An said quickly

Butterfly Dance and Qingmeng's faces flushed, and they whispered yes. Zhou An realized that something was wrong, and quickly let go of his hands.

Wuxiang frowned slightly, and the two hit one was happy to be like this just by having a slight upper hand. It's not like Zhou An's style, is it acting for me again.

There was a plop, and the sound of someone falling into the water was heard. The young people of the five countries applauded, and Zhou An looked at the battle situation.

Don Ji stood on the water, staring at the bottom of the water. There is a blood line at the bottom of the lake, which is circling in circles.

No one needs to explain, Zhou An can also guess Ximenyu's coping methods. I must have borrowed the strength to dive underwater, looking at the bright red underwater.

You don't have to guess to know that Ximen Yu has good water properties. Zhou An was suspicious for a while, and the Xirong water system was extremely underdeveloped. This guy looks like a young man from Dongyi.

The surface of the water shook for a while, and Donji stood still. Obviously, he was preparing to brake quietly, and the longer the injured Ximenyu stayed underwater, the worse it was for him.

The warrior is physically strong, but he has lost too much blood. It's still going to be fatal, so you'll definitely attack first.

Bang bang bang, like Baotu Spring. More than a dozen fountains rise above the lake, and the view is blocked by water vapor.

Peng's voice and a column of water rose. Raising Tang Ji's whole person, the fountain shot out more than a dozen sword qi to attack Tang Ji.

Tang Ji, who was holding a wooden sword, mechanically used the wooden sword to shatter the sword qi. Slowly falling to the surface of the water, his face calm.

Just as he was about to smash the sword qi, an exclamation came.

When Zhou An saw Ximen Yu, who was already suspended above Tang Ji's head, he knew that it was too late to remind.

"Breaking the Sword"

Ximen Yu's head is facing down, and the middle finger and finger of his right hand are together. The sword finger instantly came to the top of Tang Ji's head, and at the same time, a long sword pierced out from the bottom of the water.

Same ideas, same moves. But Tang Ji's body was only half offset, so he could only hold the wooden sword and go upward.

In just a quarter of an hour, the story began anew. Tang Ji held Ximen Yu and was stabbed by a long sword under his left rib.

Ximenyu lifted his injured left hand and flicked it gently. Tang Ji's wooden sword and Ximen Yu's long sword were inserted in a stone pavilion, which happened to be Zhou An sitting.

Doctor Wen felt that the victory and defeat had been divided, Tang Ji was the fifth grade, and Ximen Yu was the peak of the fourth grade. A swordsman who doesn't have a sword has to rely on cultivation.

"Kenichi"

Ximenyu's right hand made a sword finger shape and attacked Tang Ji.

"Rainbow through the Sun"

Scooping up a piece of long ice, Don Ji battled.

It was still a sword qi flying, and everyone who watched it admired it for a while.

An hour later, Tang Ji's true anger bottomed out. Ximenyu also stopped attacking and saluted with fists.

"It was a tie and it opened my eyes. Xia Mulan said seriously

Ximen Yu returned to the stone pavilion and sat down, and Zhou An took out the elixir for healing. The latter unceremoniously accepted it, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Zhou An, who was full of ideas of sword moves, ended up in order to take care of the face of the young and strong. took Ximen Yu's yellow sand sword, and the latter did not speak.

After standing for a quarter of an hour and still no one responded, Zhou An shook his head with a wry smile. If you don't give me a chance to try your sword, it's really hard to be a man, and it's even harder to be a good person.

"My swordsmanship peers are third, sword intent is second, and kendo is first, so no one wants to try the swordsmanship of the future sword king?" Zhou An said seriously

Xia He covered his face again, and when it was over, he really couldn't see anyone now.

Chu Madman ended up with a smile on his face, and said jokingly: "I've put up with you for a long time, look at your own face begging for death." ”

"Come on, you have the ability to kill me with a fan. ”

Tang Ji sat beside Li Huan and looked at Zhou An, who was already crazy.

What kind of difficulties do you encounter that make people lose their minds? It is rumored in the world that the last enemy in the world was the Demon Ancestor.

Zhou An, are you worse than the Demon Ancestor? Tang Ji shivered, and grinned in pain when he pulled the wound.

Wuxiang stared at the pair of sisters in front of her who were full of loss, feeling that they were really miserable.

I always thought that Zhou An was a beast, but I found that it was not as good as a beast. The two who are as beautiful as flowers are even more miserable, and the demon saint who secretly cultivates spies is the worst.

Not only is a mouthful of natal demonic qi gone, but not even a bit of information has been collected. It must be the heavenly commander and the old man under the moon, who feel that the drama book in the world is not miserable enough.

It's strange that the merits of these two are not enough, alas, even the gods are not easy to mix when the big backers fall.

The seal on his body now is layer after layer. Damn the Immortal Curse, Damn the Silver Fang.

It's really miserable, I took a bite of the pear fiercely, the spice was a little empty, Ji Xingchen was pressed down by a huge force, and with a bang, Peng's two front teeth fell out.

The young people around him just wanted to laugh, but they were stared at by Jiang Gui. I want to laugh but don't dare to laugh, the world is really miserable.