Tao Ding's unrelenting madness made some people shake their heads.

If you want to be truly famous in the rivers and lakes, you can't just rely on strength. At least in the right path, there must be fame, character, demeanor, and so on.

This Tao Ding, the strength is there, and the talent is not bad, but such a trivial matter forced him to be so embarrassed, his mind is too narrow, and it is difficult to become a big weapon!

"The one who draws the sword faction, don't you have the guts?

Tao Ding laughed wildly, it seemed that only such a gesture could calm his ashamed heart for a moment.

"You, you, and you, there is a kind of coming out. Those who dare not come out are all turtles with shrunken heads. ”

Tao Ding used his hand to point at Yuan Qiuwei, Xiao Yuanbo and Shi Xiaole one after another, and his posture was extremely arrogant.

Seeing one after another glances, Shi Xiaole frowned.

He doesn't care about other people's opinions, but if someone points at his nose and scolds the turtle, and he hasn't taken action, it seems a little too cowardly.

Thinking of this, Shi Xiaole stood up.

"You, do you want to fight? hehe, let your senior brother come, you are not qualified. ”

Tao Ding laughed wildly.

"To deal with you, why do you need to let the senior brother and the second senior brother come out, I am enough. ”

Shi Xiaole said.

Tao Ding narrowed his eyes, and the dangerous light flickered. Before Mao Wenjing, this kid wanted to appear, could it be that he really had extraordinary skills?

Hmph, even if you have some ability, it is impossible to surpass Mao Wenjing. And even if it's Mao Wenjing, it's just a five-to-five with herself.

"Isn't this that arrogant boy, who really dares to fight. ”

On the side of the Silver Spear Sect, the senior brother was a little stunned, and then seemed to understand something, and sneered: "It turns out that this kid is not only arrogant, but also so cunning. ”

With Tao Ding's state at this time, the ten success powers can be exerted at most six or seven percent, and Shi Xiaole is on the field at this moment, obviously just to pick up cheap.

Wang Yangming seemed to know what the senior brother was thinking at the moment, and shook his head in his heart, he didn't believe that Shi Xiaole was such a person.

"He is the young owner of your Jinfeng Building, but I want to see what the strength is. ”

On the side of the Iron Fist faction, a black-haired old man sat beside Jin Wudaunt, stroking his beard and smiling.

He is the current head of the Iron Fist faction.

"With Tao Ding's current state, it is not an exaggeration to lose to Shi Xiaole. ”

On the side of the Light Sword Gate, a young man said as if unintentionally. It is the great disciple of the Light Sword Sect, Zhu Qian, who once challenged the bloody hand and failed to slaughter.

Lan Ning frowned, and said, "It's Tao Ding who is challenging himself, who can blame him for losing?"

Zhu Qian smiled silently, giving people a feeling of disdain to take advantage of others' danger.

"Blazing Flames!"

Under the gaze of one after another, Tao Ding screamed as if venting, and his fist with Mars erupted with a burst of heat, smashing directly into Shi Xiaole's face.

Everyone suddenly discovered that the power of Tao Ding's punch was not much weaker than before. The previous fierce battle did not seem to have had much impact on him.

"Hehe, if this kid wants to pick up cheap, it's a big mistake. Senior Brother Tao is cultivating the Divine Fire Skill of my Flame Gate, and his staying power is amazing, just a few hundred moves, it is nothing at all. ”

Zhang Qingfang smiled faintly, as if he was watching a good show.

The Agni Gate is used to crushing the Sword Painting School, so it is surprising that there is a Mao Wenjing, but that's it, it is impossible to produce another one.

The flaming fist pierced the void with a sizzling sound.

I have to say that Tao Ding can cultivate a third-rate high-grade boxing method to the perfection of transformation, and he does have a good talent.

But for Shi Xiaole, this is not enough to see at all.

Without raising his eyes, Shi Xiaole held the sword, drew the sword, and collected the sword, the three actions were integrated, and they were completed in an instant, turning into a white sword light that swept out.

Sonor!

Tao Ding's Flame Fist collapsed directly like a stream of fireflies, and his body shot straight upside down, rubbing his feet against the ground, directly drawing a spark all the way.

"What?!"

From the head of the Agni Gate to Yan Donghua, to the eldest disciple Zhang Qingfang and others, they all stood up in horror.

There was an uproar all around, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"You, you ......"

As a target, the surprise and horror on Tao Ding's face could not be hidden. No one knows better than him that he has just walked through the ghost gate.

If it weren't for the other party changing the blade of the sword to the blade, it would be possible for him to be split in half.

This guy looks smaller than himself, and his strength is so strong?!

"Is this son also a sword painter? I didn't show the dew before, but I didn't expect the swordsmanship to be so high. ”

"That sword was so fast that I couldn't even see it. ”

Everyone was chattering, and they were all shocked by Shi Xiaole's sword. There are also many heads of the house, with extremely wonderful expressions in their eyes.

"The artistic conception has actually mastered the artistic conception, and it seems to be more than one percent. ”

No matter how fast Shi Xiaole's sword is, of course, it can't hide it from most of the heads present. Yan Donghua took a deep breath, his face was very ugly.

He couldn't have imagined that Yu Fangge, the bastard, was so lucky, not only accepted Mao Wenjing, but also accepted Shi Xiaole, who was even better than Mao Wenjing.

What is the artistic conception, at least on the bright side, no one in the entire Cloud Delta region understands.

To put it bluntly, just Shi Xiaole's sword just now was enough to rank among the top ten in this Cloud Sky Meeting.

The eyes of many leaders lit up, looking at Shi Xiaole's eyes full of surprise and shock, obviously they didn't expect that he actually comprehended the artistic conception that no one had comprehended for decades.

"The little junior brother's swordsmanship seems to be stronger than when he fought against Chu Lin. ”

Xiao Yuanbo and the others looked at each other, unable to understand how Shi Xiaole did it.

Mao Wenjing showed a helpless smile, she thought that her strength was constantly approaching Shi Xiaole, but now it seems that where is close, it is clearly far away.

The people of the other eight factions in Luyan Mountain were also speechless for a long time, unable to speak.

How did they know that after Shi Xiaole's dangerous artistic conception broke through to two percent last night, the power of Taiyue Sanqing Peak had already increased greatly.

Just now, he adjusted the artistic conception of danger to one into nine, and after observing it for a long time, he saw a flaw in Tao Ding's boxing method, which led to the result just now.

In other words, Shi Xiaole's strength has not really reached the level of killing Tao Ding in one move at will.

Note that this refers to a random move, if you count a glimmer of life, a killing move like a knife of confusion, it is difficult to say.

It's a pity that there is only one Tao Ding, where is he qualified to force Shi Xiaole's killing moves?

"Hateful fellow!Qing Fang, are you sure you can defeat this person?"

Yan Donghua gritted his teeth, he was really unwilling to let the Sword Painting Sect be arrogant, and asked Zhang Qingfang, the proud disciple, in a low voice.

"This son's sword moves are indeed powerful, but just now it was also the convenience of Senior Brother Tao who doesn't know the stakes, if I go all out, I may not have no hope of defeating him. ”

After thinking about it, Zhang Qingfang said word by word.

"Okay, Qingfang, the prestige of the Flame Gate depends on you. ”

"Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely win. ”

Shi Xiaole was about to leave, when he heard a burst of laughter, a young man with a height of seven feet and a square face strode out, a pair of tiger eyes shining, as if he wanted to penetrate himself.

"Senior Brother Tao, you go down first, and I'll meet him. ”

"Senior brother, it's up to you. ”

Tao Ding glanced at Shi Xiaole, and finally retreated to the rear unwillingly. He only hoped that the senior brother could fight for a breath and trample the boy in Tsing Yi under his feet to avenge him.

"Halberd madman Zhang Qingfang, although this person is from the Flame Gate, his strength is not much better than that of the big disciples of the first-class forces in the Cloud Triangle, and he is the best of the second-level junjie, so he has a good show to watch now. ”

Zhu Qian smiled gloatingly.

"Senior Brother Zhu, Shi Xiaole is from our area after all, you seem to want him to fail?"

Since just now, Zhu Qian has been targeting Shi Xiaole, and Lan Ning finally couldn't listen to it anymore.

Choked in front of him, Zhu Qian's mouth twitched, and he didn't speak again, but he said in his heart, since I was defeated by the bloody hand Lian Tu last time, do you still have me as a senior brother in your eyes?

This surnamed Shi is the best if he is disabled by Zhang Qingfang!

"Zhang Qingfang is very famous in the Cloud Triangle, and his strength is not comparable to Tao Ding, this time your friend will definitely lose. ”

The same thing happened to the Silver Spear Pie.

The eldest disciple of the Silver Spear Sect had mocked Shi Xiaole for not being able to do anything before, but he didn't expect that he would see the scene of Tao Ding being defeated in seconds, and he felt like he had been slapped hard, so after seeing Zhang Qingfang appear, his momentum grew again.

"Really?"

Wang Yangming looked at Shi Xiaole's back and was noncommittal.

No one can describe how he felt inside. At the beginning of the battle of Wuxia, Wang Yangming's intuitive feeling of Shi Xiaole was calm and mysterious.

Today, this feeling has not only not diminished, but has become more profound with the amazing sword.

Wang Yangming has a strange intuition, Shi Xiaole, will give everyone a 'surprise' today.

"If you can defeat Zhang Qingfang, this person will be qualified to become a first-class figure among the second-level junjie. ”

On the corridor in mid-air, Xiong Qi, the senior disciple of the Qiandi Sect, showed a slightly interested look.

"If you want to defeat Zhang Qingfang, how easy is it? Even in my hands, he can hold on to about twenty moves. ”

On the other side, as if he heard Xiong Qi's words, Zuo Feiyang shook his head slightly.

One move to kill Tao Ding in seconds is enough to make Shi Xiaole rank among the second-level junjie, but it does not mean that he is qualified to be compared with Zhang Qingfang.

To put it mildly, the gap between Tao Ding and Zhang Qingfang is like the gap between Jiang Qingzhou and his Zuo Feiyang, and he can't catch up in a few years.

"Great disciple of the Agni Flame Gate, Zhang Qingfang. ”

In the center of the square, standing still with both feet, Zhang Qingfang untied a short Fang Tian halberd on his back.

"The four disciples of the Sword Painting School, Shi Xiaole. ”

In front of the heroes of the Cloud Triangle, Shi Xiaole reported his name for the first time.

"Very good, you take it!"

Without any nonsense, Zhang Qingfang shot directly.

Rumble!

In the furious energy, Zhang Qingfang was like a fierce general in a bloody battle, carrying a short Fang Tian halberd to slash hard, as if the air was cut in half.

The rolling mountain, the majestic momentum was like a substance, and it also pressed towards Shi Xiaole at the same time.

Shi Xiaole instantly understood that this Zhang Qingfang had definitely experienced a lot of bloody battles, otherwise it would be impossible to cultivate such a powerful momentum.

In the eyes of everyone, Shi Xiaole made an astonishing move, his slender fingers suddenly moved from the hilt of the Qingfeng sword to the hilt of the hundred battles, and then suddenly drew the sword.

The blood-red sword slashed angrily towards the halberd.

Pound!

In the violent explosion, Zhang Qingfang flew backwards, and Shi Xiaole took more than seven or eight steps backwards.

Then, almost at the same moment, the two rushed towards each other, killing each other in an instant.