Drawing the sword technique is just an attempt by Shi Xiaole, and his real trick is swordsmanship.

Huashan swordsmanship mixed with the dangerous artistic conception.

In an instant, the scene of falling off the cliff flashed in front of Lian Tu's eyes, and in front of the dangerous sword move, his heart trembled unconsciously, and even his movements slowed down.

"When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!"

Lian Tu had a crazy look on his face, ignoring the stabbing Qingfeng Sword, and punched Shi Xiaole's face without hesitation.

Snort.

The Qingfeng sword grazed the opponent's neck, and Shi Xiaole was surprised in his heart.

His invincible and dangerous artistic conception was cracked for the first time.

Although I have long known that the effect of this artistic conception will be greatly weakened against a ruthless person with a strong mind, I still didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Boy, you actually comprehended the artistic conception, and you have reached one percent, it's not simple. It's a pity that even so, you still can't fight me. ”

The surprise on Lian Tu's face quickly faded. With a turn, the crimson fist attacked like a cannonball, and it was obvious that he had brought the bloody hand stunt to its strongest state.

"This Shi brother is in danger. ”

Zhu Qian, who was in the audience, saw this scene and shook his head and said, which made Lan Ning's face pale for a while.

How could she not see that Lian Tu's attack power at the moment even surpassed that of Senior Brother Fangcai's light sword Dafa, where could Shi Xiaole stop it?

If something happens to this kid here, I'm afraid Jin Fenglou won't be able to stop again.

Before Lan Ning's thoughts were finished, he saw that Shi Xiaole did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards Lian Tu with a sword.

The azure sword light and the crimson fist struck together in Lan Ning's widening eyes, and they actually let out a clear sonorous sound.

Shi Xiaole was in mid-air, his body turned, and the second sword swept towards Lian Tu's neck.

Unexpectedly, Lian Tu had just blocked it, and Shi Xiaole's fast third sword came again, this time the target was the eye.

At this moment, that feeling of incomparable danger came to Lian Tu's heart again, but it was more than three or four percent stronger than the first time.

It is the Taiyue Sanqing Peak that integrates the dangerous artistic conception.

As a third-rate high-grade martial arts, the power of Taiyue Sanqingfeng is already two grades higher than Huashan swordsmanship, and with the dangerous artistic conception, it is by no means as simple as one plus one, but complements each other, and at the same time improves the power of sword moves and the deterrent effect of artistic conception.

Under the superposition of the two, even if Lian Tu had a strong mind, he collapsed under surprise.

Laugh at!

With a swipe of Shi Xiaole's long sword, he flew Lian Tu several meters away.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, people's eyes widened. The situation has changed so quickly that many people have not turned their heads.

"This is the first time Lian Tu has been knocked down, right?"

"Don't rejoice too soon, you see. ”

Everyone looked at it, and they were shocked to see Lian Tu, who was in the middle of the sword, standing up, with only a shallow mark on his body, not even a trace of blood.

"Lian Tu's horizontal practice kung fu is stronger than his own strength, as long as he can't break through his defenses, he can't win, and in turn he will be crushed by him. ”

Zhu Qian sighed heavily and said the most desperate thing about Lian Tu.

However, Lan Ning didn't hear it clearly at all, because at this moment, she only had Shi Xiaole on the stage in her eyes, and Shi Xiaole who was knocked out of the company.

"Very good, you are the first person I came to Emerald Feather City and left a mark on me, you should be proud. But in return, I'm going to leave something on you, too. ”

Lian Tu licked his mouth, and his face, which was full of horizontal meat, showed a trace of extreme cruelty.

But everyone who saw this scene had a slight chill from the bottom of their hearts. It seems that Lian Tu's fighting spirit was only stimulated at this moment.

"Come on. ”

Shi Xiaole clenched the Qingfeng Sword and said lightly.

With a wild roar, Lian Tu's momentum completely changed, if he was a wolf in sheep's clothing before, now he completely shredded the sheepskin, revealing his fierce and terrifying nature.

On his two thick arms, the green tendons squirmed like earthworms, and the muscles were like steel cast into iron, and then it seemed to instill all the strength into his fists, and he hit Shi Xiaole in a row, shaking the air and rumbling.

Shi Xiaole's response was even simpler.

Shoot, swing the sword.

Back and forth, all of them were blessed with the dangerous artistic conception of Taiyue Sanqingfeng, and it seemed that the fist that could penetrate the human body at any time was nothing in his eyes.

The two are very different in size, but they are caught in a scorching battle to the death.

For Lian Tu, people can still understand, after all, this guy was originally killed from the rivers and lakes.

But Shi Xiaole, it seems that he is obviously a young man who has not been deeply involved in the world, I am afraid that he has not practiced martial arts for a few years, where is such a ruthlessness that regards death as home?

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose.

At this moment, looking at Shi Xiaole, who was moody, these eight words came to some people's minds.

"But you'll never be able to penetrate my defenses, but I'll be able to hurt you again and again until you die. ”

Lian Tu admitted that Shi Xiaole was powerful, but this also aroused his ferocity, and he smiled: "Anyway, today is the last battle, and I still have one trick that I have never used, so I will use it on your head today." ”

"What, he still has a trick?"

Hearing Lian Tu's words, the masters on the scene were all shocked, and almost thought that they had heard it wrong.

Lian Tu, who didn't use his special move, had almost swept the Tibetan Qi Realm masters in this area, once he used his special move, how strong was this Lian Tu?

From the very beginning, they didn't even have the qualifications to let the family go all out.

A master who has played a game, or ashamed, or angry, or powerless, I don't know how to describe my mood at this moment.

Zhu Qian's face turned red and white, and he didn't speak.

Lan Ning screamed at this time: "Shi Xiaole, admit defeat quickly!"

"It's too late. ”

With a sharp laugh, Lian Tu condensed his life's strength and turned into a faint layer of red light enveloping his fists. This red glow was more than twice as deep as before, like a pool of piercing blood.

No one present knew that Lian Tu got the nickname of Bloody Hand, not because of the previous martial arts bloody hand, but because of the killing move at the moment, the floating slaughter bloody hand.

As soon as Futu's bloody hand came out, it meant that Lian Tu had moved the killing machine.

Rumble!

He took a quick step, and pressed down on Shi Xiaole with one hand.

In the frightened, worried, confused, and even indifferent eyes at the scene, Shi Xiaole's face was fearless, and suddenly he saw that his whole body relaxed, raised his sword with both hands, and then waved it forward so gently.

Time seemed to stand still.

The sword was so unremarkable, but when it sliced through Lian Tu's bloody hand, it made a jagged sound.

And when it cut through the sword marks on Lian Tu's body, those sword marks immediately cracked, and finally, in the thud, a puff of blood splashed out of Lian Tu's body.

"What, what?"

Lian Tu was so shocked and frightened that he almost bit his tongue.

As for the other people on the scene, they were already dumbfounded at this moment, causing a dead silence all around.

Even Tu has a killing move, Shi Xiaole is cautious, how can he be defenseless?

In fact, during the period of comprehending the dangerous artistic conception, Shi Xiaole had an idea about Huashan swordsmanship and wanted to try to fuse them into a single swordsmanship.

The so-called removal of the chaff, if the warrior wants to improve his strength, the internal force needs to be like this, and the same needs to be true for the moves.

It's just that no matter how low-level the Huashan swordsmanship is, if you want to fuse it into one move, it also requires unimaginable effort and dedication from ordinary people. Fortunately, Shi Xiaole did not lack perseverance, and finally completed this move a few days ago.

In fact, the reason why he accepted the task this time was to a large extent based on the confidence of this move.

"This, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Covered in blood, Lian Tu asked unwillingly.

"A glimmer of life. ”

Shi Xiaole said lightly.

A glimmer of vitality is a hint of the danger of Huashan swordsmanship, and it is integrated into the artistic conception of danger. Anyone facing this sword has only a glimmer of life.

"Okay, a good move, a chance to survive, I didn't even lose unjustly. ”

Lian Tu coughed up blood and laughed wildly.

His Futu bloody hand needs to keep winning to gather momentum, but it is also good to lose, the so-called do not break and do not stand, and then stand. After this time, he will be able to take a big step forward.

"Hopefully next time, we won't meet again. ”

Shi Xiaole glanced at Lian Tu and walked off the ring without looking back.

Fang Cai Lian Tu killed him, according to his character, it was impossible to let the other party go.

But right now, there's an enemy hiding in the shadows. The lesser of the two powers, Shi Xiaole still decided to keep the state and pull out the thorns around him first.

"Shi Xiaole, you wait. ”

A complicated cry sounded behind him, and when Shi Xiaole stopped and turned around, Lan Ning had already run up.

"You, are you really Shi Xiaole?"

As soon as she spoke, she realized that she had asked a stupid word, and her frosty face turned red inexplicably.

"Senior Sister Lan, there are a lot of people here, and it's inconvenient to talk. I have one more important thing to do, so let's talk about it later, and take my leave. ”

Shi Xiaole was concerned about the person in the secret, so as not to disrupt the plan, he said a word, and left behind Lan Ning with a lost face.

"Cut! What is this person dragging and defeating the bloody hand and even slaughtering, is it great?"

A Light Sword Sect disciple couldn't help but snort.

"It's remarkable. ”

The other disciple subconsciously said, and was immediately glared at by the people around him.

"Senior Sister Lan, although this Senior Brother Shi has good talents, he seems to be a little arrogant. ”

Zhu Qian walked over and said a word.

Lan Ning shook her head, and only after a while did she retract her gaze and sigh.

In the past, she didn't take Shi Xiaole seriously at all. Maybe the current self is the same in the eyes of the other party, a familiar stranger.

Shi Xiaole simply walked away, but he didn't know that he had set off a storm in the entire Cuiyu City.

Almost at noon that day, the people in the nearby area heard about the defeat of Lian Tu. And the person who defeated him turned out to be a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, who only had seven levels of hidden qi.

As soon as this news came out, countless people were moved and asked about the identity of the teenager.

At that time, someone saw the interaction between Lan Ning and the teenager, and under the layers of peeling off the cocoon, soon, the identity of the teenager was in the daylight.

For a time, the three words Shi Xiaole were born, and they were mentioned for the first time by nearby Jianghu Dao figures.