"It's going to start!" Duanmu Yuan said suddenly.

Everyone turned their eyes to the two people in the field, just saw the drunkard rise up, waved the sword, and slashed straight to Wuxuan from top to bottom, Wuxuan staggered his steps slightly, raised his hand sword and put it on the drunkard's sword, the drunkard changed his moves in mid-air, retracted the sword and pushed forward, Wuxuan is wrist flipped the tip of the sword to provoke, the drunkard then jumped behind Wuxuan with the power of his pick, as soon as he landed, it was a move The old tree was rooted, swept to Wuxuan's calf, and was easily jumped away by Wuxuan.

Dozens of moves in a row, the drunkard is not very satisfactory, always feel that Wuxuan avoids him, unwilling to use all his strength, if Wuxuan easily defeats him with all his strength, he will not be annoyed by anything, it is to be so soft and pestering him is the most uncomfortable, he also knows that this is Wuxuan taking care of his face, he doesn't want him to lose ugly, but he can't accept this feeling, because in his opinion, losing is losing, winning is winning, there is nothing to worry about, just look at his own ability, so he secretly thought: Can't I force out his real kung fu？！

With this idea, and in addition, there are few people who can make him use his full strength over the years, so the drunkard decides to find an opportunity to use his strongest move to see how Wuxuan responds. He jumped away, stood still facing Wuxuan, and said to Wuxuan: "Dao Chief, be careful, I will use all my strength next!"

When Wuxuan heard this, he also became serious, and his body muscles began to tighten, he knew that at this time, he couldn't be careless, the master made a move, and the slightest difference would hurt the two of them, and even worry about their lives. He looked at the drunkard intently, only to see that the other party was standing in front of him, holding the sword in his right hand and his right wrist in his left hand, the clothes on his body actually began to slowly bulge, his hair and beard fluttered as if he was facing the wind, and the muscles of his two forearms protruded even more.

Duanmu Yuan, Jiugong and the others also became nervous when they saw each other, and Duanmu Yuan couldn't help but touch the hilt of the sword.

Deng Luren, Xiao Meng, and Jian Hao also had their hearts jumping to their throats.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wuxuan flipped his wrist and thrust the sword down, only to hear the sound of "boring", "Zhenzhen" was already standing on the stone in the field, Wuxuan parted his legs, his body sank slightly, and his hands were staggered in front of him.

Duanmu Yuan saw Wuxuan's appearance and said to Jiugong: "Ninth Uncle, look at it!"

Jiugong twisted his beard, squinted his eyes slightly, stared at Wuxuan, and for a while before he said to Duanmu Yuan: "It's amazing!"

Duanmu Qingyang didn't see anything unusual, so he asked, "Uncle Nine, what's wrong, what's so powerful?"

Duanmu Qiu also said: "Yes, Uncle Nine, I didn't see anything either!"

The rest of the people in the Jade Sword Villa were also curious about the mystery in this, and they all came over to listen to Jiugong's explanation.

But Jiu Gong didn't say anything, just stared at the two people in the field.

Duanmu Yuan said: "You all look carefully, now is not the time to speak, this is a very rare opportunity!"

Jian Hao said to Xiao Meng: "Old Xiao, look at this frame, this drunkard seems to be fighting for his life, and the master will not be in danger, right?"

Xiao Meng said angrily: "You close your crow's mouth for me!"

Jian Hao continued: "But looking at Uncle Shi, his old man is indeed inferior to others!"

Deng Luren said at this time: "No, my master said that there will be no more than three people in the entire Zhongzhou who can defeat Shibo, and I don't believe that this drunkard senior can defeat Shibo!"

Xiao Meng continued: "That's it, when have you seen my master really make a move, his old man just didn't do his best now, the reason why he didn't go all out is because he didn't have the time to go, he really didn't have any eyesight, hum!"

Jian Hao rolled his eyes, but stopped talking.

Different from the ideas of Deng Luren and the three of them, Duanmu Yuan, Jiugong and the drunkard who fought against Wuxuan in the field felt the terrifying and powerful aura emanating from Wuxuan's body, especially the drunkard, facing Wuxuan, he actually had the feeling that there was no hope of winning in his heart, and this terrifying momentum can only be felt by reaching a certain level of skill, which is just like the calm before the storm, this is just a kind of illusion, and behind the illusion is the violent energy that can destroy everything, but the drunkard is a person who has experienced countless bloody storms, and there is never a lack of courage in his body, When facing a rare opponent like Wuxuan, the courage in his body was gushing out exponentially from the depths of his heart at this moment, making his body tremble with excitement.