Chapter 63: Defeat of Iron Legs

Poof, poof, poof!

One after another sword intent rushed into the sky, and the leg strength was simply and neatly split, and the sharp qi was unstoppable!

Iron Legs' complexion changed abruptly, the internal force in his body surged wildly, and the legs were even worse, and waves of airflow with a violent aura collided with the surface of the ring, and above the ring, everywhere was blown up by this crazy momentum, and the ring suddenly changed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere!

Many people were attracted by the confrontation of this inspection, and even the dust in the sky could not stop the eyes of the audience!

"Break it for me!"

At this critical juncture, Zhengxin is not sparing his hand, exerting all his strength, the sword from Wang Hao in his hand looks very slow, but it is actually quickly waved upward, and at the moment when the tip of the sword reaches its peak, the sharp sword intent shoots out wildly!

Bang ................

In an instant, the long swords of all the nearby disciples all shook, and many of them were unsheathed, making a soft sound in mid-air to support the sword intent of Zhengxin!

This is the horror of sword intent, it can mobilize all the power that can be used for its own use!

Bang dang dang.................

Like the sound of metal breaking, the aura of this ranger's iron legs was instantly broken, and he flew out upside down with blood spitting out of his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It's such a terrifying sword intent, it's really unbelievable that it can mobilize our long sword to help!" said a crowd of onlookers.

"It's over, I happen to be a swordsman, and if I encounter righteousness in the future, I will definitely lose!" said another onlooker looking at his long sword with a sad face, as if he was a very sad thing as a swordsman!

"It's just you, you better forget it! Even if you're not a swordsman, you're not an opponent with a finger from Senior Brother Zhengxin!" everyone said to the swordsman with disdain.

In the ring, Shaolin's skills are not small, and in such a fierce battle, there are only some dents in the ring, and there is no big problem.

Where Zhengxin was located, I saw that as soon as the Zhengxin long sword was closed, his hands were placed behind his back, and the long sword was naturally received behind his back.

Clanging .........

There was a chaotic sound, and dozens of swords seemed to have lost some invisible traction, and they fell to the ground with a burst of sounds.

It's mine, it's mine, and where is mine?

All the people around were awakened by the sound of the long sword falling to the ground, as if they went up and pulled out their own long sword.

The iron leg fell to the ground, and said convincingly: "I didn't expect the sword intent to be so powerful in the true intent of martial arts, and the leg intent that I comprehended was not its opponent!"

Zhengxin smiled faintly and said: "Three thousand avenues, regardless of strength or weakness, it's just a matter of individuals!"

When Tie Leg heard this, he woke up instantly, his eyes lit up, he folded his hands and bowed, "I've been taught!" After speaking, Tie Leg didn't stay, and jumped off the stage and left in style!

Iron legs are the existence of comprehending the true meaning of martial arts, this transcendent existence is also to lose the game, needless to say, the scene has calmed down, the characters in the second-rate masters have almost played, the first-class master will definitely not play and the righteous heart, the first-class master is to bully the small, which is unreasonable!

Among the second-rate masters, the Shaolin Wudang master disciples have all been on the field, and the rest of the disciples still have a certain gap compared to these two major sects, and everyone saw that these people were defeated, and they all looked at the location of Jueyuan, the organizer of this exchange conference.

Seeing this situation, Jueyuan also frowned, although if he went up by himself, he could solve this righteous heart in minutes, but the key was that he definitely couldn't play, could he only send him to play?

Of course, there must be some people happy and some people worried about the game, everyone is worried, the location of the Kunlun faction, Mao San and Zhang Jie and others are very happy, after all, Zhengxin is a Kunlun disciple, this is a big long face thing! If this is back to the Kunlun faction, those little junior sisters who are so beautiful hear that we are so beautiful and victorious, don't they all throw themselves into their arms?

In this competition, Shaolin, as the organizer, is still very well prepared, and all kinds of healing elixirs and medicines to restore internal strength are well prepared.

Don't worry about any incurable injuries left, after all, it's just an exchange meeting, and if there are casualties, it will never work, these are the future of the righteous path!

All opponents are safe, there are no sequelae, and Zhengxin is also relieved, if there is something wrong with him, he will be very embarrassed.

"So, Senior Brother Zhengxin, I don't know what you think of a plan?"