At the moment when the sun knife came out of the sheath, Mo Dao's long clothes danced wildly.

The oncoming wind almost blocked Hu Buxi's path. He gritted his teeth, and the qi around his body was raised again, and he forcibly sent the knife to Mo Dao's chest.

Bite the sun and slash.

Hu Buxi did not retreat but advanced, as soon as he stepped on the ground, he had already risen into the air, his body tightly brushed the edge of the sun knife, and the knife in his hand was already close to Mo Dao's chest.

Bang!

An awe-inspiring aura suddenly burst open.

The Broken Sea Chopping Hong, which was originally hanging above Mo Dao's head, was dragged down by two invisible qi machines, and blocked in front of Hu Dao in a moment.

There were two crisp sounds, and the blade that seemed to be vulnerable was infused with thousands of catties of power.

Hu Buxi's mouth shook again, and a mouthful of blood arrows suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and his body fell backwards, which was comparable to the blade of the falling sun knife.

Zhao Wu'an stood on the windowsill and saw it clearly, if it weren't for Hu Buxi's rich experience, he retreated in advance to avoid the falling sun knife, but he was afraid that he would die under the Mo Dao knife at that time.

How is this possible!? Mo Dao, who was powerless a year ago, was able to gain the upper hand even when his opponent was Hu Buxi?

It's impossible!

However, the most unlikely, the most unexpected thing happened right in front of him, and everything was already beyond Zhao Wu'an's control.

Holding three knives in both hands, Mo Dao was running freely. Hu Buxi took a step back from being restrained, and he reached out to catch the falling chopping knife, and his luck was far away from the sea into the sheath.

Holding the sun in his right hand and chopping Hong in his left hand, Mo Dao's double knives dragged the ground, leaned forward, his feet suddenly increased his speed, and rushed towards Hu Buxi, leaving deep marks on the ground with the long knife.

Hu Buxi is worthy of Hu Buxi, even in this situation, he quickly calmed down. He held the two short knives in both hands and stared at Mo Dao's posture of holding the knives.

Whether swinging a knife or charging, Mo Dao's posture was always incredibly simple, without the slightest redundant movements, and all the qi engines were running just right without any waste.

This is by no means a spontaneous action. No matter how talented you are, you will never be able to master the qi machine so smoothly in a short period of time.

However, after all, the other party repelled himself within three swords, and it is not bad to say that he is a brilliant person.

Hu Buxi's heart was heavy, and his eyebrows and eyes were even more serious, and he didn't dare to despise it in the slightest.

This mountain top is really interesting. Once you're here, you'll always be challenged by unexpected enemies.

Mo Dao is getting closer and closer.

Hu Buxi's mood became more and more peaceful.

What is his realm? From the few moves he has just made, he still can't tell whether it is the first grade or the second grade. But no matter what, it shouldn't be possible to be lower than the peak of the second grade.

This age has reached the peak of the second grade, and in today's rivers and lakes, it can also be ranked in the top ten young and promising.

However, judging by the degree of solidity of the knife with his gestures, it is impossible to see that he is such a young boy. Compared with the original self who had no teacher and no basis on the grassland, relying on a talent to grope around, it can be called a cloud and mud.

The so-called rivers and lakes are like this, there are countless genius masters who can be counted, and at any time possible, with just one move and one style, they will amaze the whole world.

So did I at the beginning.

Hu Buxi held his breath and stared, the beauty slashed down to a foot and a half outside her side, and the small broken beard knife was across her chest.

At such a time when victory or defeat is at stake, I really prefer to believe in this little broken knife that has accompanied me for more than 20 years.

The two knives in Mo Dao's hand, Ni Ri and Chop Hong, are far superior to Hu Buxi's weapons in terms of length.

A moment ago, he felt that the gap between him and Han Kuo in terms of weapons was not absolute, but now it was quite a bit of a stone.

Five steps away from each other, Mo Dao suddenly stopped, his hands twisted backwards, and his eyes were full of contempt.

The air machine in the air slammed down.

The sun roars, and the sword is like a phoenix fluttering its wings!

Hu Buxi stepped up, and at the same time handed over the two short knives in his hands, and his eyes were about to split.

Staggered!

There was a brief pause, and the silence in the huge ring was audible.

The audience held their breath. Even Ouyang Zelai unconsciously narrowed his eyes at that time and clenched his hands.

At the top of the Huaixing Pavilion, Zhao Wu'an's expression was also as tense as nine-foot ice.

At this time, the heavens and the earth were empty, and no one dared to speak.

No one knows where Mo Dao came from, and no one knows what he is going to take from here.

He is like a red chess piece suddenly mixed in on the black and white chessboard, and as soon as he appears, it will set off a bloody storm.

The gas engine was pressed to the limit at that moment.

The almost dry wind tore at the solidified "Xiong" flag in the ring, and finally got what he wanted.

The flags were divided into pieces of debris and fell into the sky.

Where the staggered figures of the two separated, a trail of blood was sprinkled.

Mo Dao's face was gloomy, he stood up straight, and put away the slashing knife.

The other stalk was released at the moment of the exchange and landed on the other side of the ring.

Hu Buxi, who was five steps behind him, also put away the two short knives with a gloomy face and straightened up.

No one knew what happened at that moment just now, not even Ouyang Zelai and Zhao Wu'an, they couldn't tell the difference.

But at least, Zhao Wu'an was sure of one thing at this moment.

The long knife that the young man relied on the most had fallen aside, so it seemed that although this battle was thrilling, Hu Zhutou finally won. Liu Tao nodded on the side.

"No, win or lose, I'm not sure. ”

"Oh?" Liu Tao was a little surprised, "There was a clear look on Zhao Jushi's face. ”

"That's because I'm sure of one thing, but it's not winning or losing. ”

Zhao Wu'an said.

"I'm sure, Mo Dao, there is indeed a product realm. ”

——————

The atmosphere in the ring was depressing.

Suddenly, one of them had a bow on his back, and a mouthful of blood spat out, layering another layer of blood red on the red ground of the ring.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Mo Dao walked to the edge of the ring with difficulty, bent down to pick up the sun knife, and put it back in the scabbard behind his back.

When he turned around again, Hu Buxi had almost fallen to his knees, trembling incessantly.

The winner is decided.

"I won, can I take the return from the sea?" Mo Dao turned his head to Ouyang Ze to ask.

Ouyang Zelai was stunned, nodded and said, "It stands to reason that it can be ......."

The audience suddenly exploded.

"No! The masters have been fighting for so long, how can they be cheap This little ghost who came out of nowhere!"

"That's it! He must have taken advantage of Hu Daxia's unpreparedness just after the battle, how could he just sentence him to win!"

noisy and shouting, most of the spearheads were pointed at this young man.

People are all right. After all, the Male Sword Hundred Association is a rare event in the world, and it ended up with such a strange ending, which is a little difficult for anyone to accept.

Most of them, until now, don't know who this kid who won Hu Buxi is.

Mo Dao cleared his throat at this time.

"My name is Mo Dao, and I am the housekeeper of Willow Leaf Villa. The reason why I came to this conference was to recapture the seven treasure swords that belonged to the Liu family. The reason why I came late was also because of the long distance, so I had to do it as a last resort. ”

The sound was still not loud, but it was clear. Zhao Wu'an also heard nine times out of ten.

"Today's events are suspected of taking advantage of people's unpreparedness. But if you are angry, but come forward to challenge, I will never refuse. ”

"Until sunset, if no one can defeat me, then I will surely win this sea. ”

What a big breath!

Quite a few gasped.

Although I don't know the depth of this young man, if he can defeat Hu Buxi, how can he be a strong outsider?

For a while, the audience once again resounded, but everyone only looked at each other, and no one dared to challenge on stage.

Mo Dao stood proudly in the long wind, staring at everyone in the audience.

"No one dares to step forward, do you just admit that I am the winner of this Hundred Swords?" he asked.

A cool breeze blew through the quiet dojo, in exchange for a deeper dead silence. The people who were pointing fingers a moment ago are now eager to bury their heads in the ground.

Of course, it is easy to point fingers, but if you really want to compare them, of course they still know it in their hearts. I don't even have seventy percent of Hu Buxi's strength, how can I compare with this young genius who defeated Hu Buxi in ten moves?

No one could have imagined that the situation would take a turn here, but they can only accept the current result.

As the host of the conference, and with Han Kuo already defeated and left, Ouyang Zelai was reluctant, and he had to bear the burden of announcing the results.

He sighed: "Since this is the case, then the leader of this year's Male Sword Hundred Association should be this one on the stage——"

"Wait. ”

A loud voice came from above, accompanied by the sound of Shen Xiong's sword.

Everyone turned their heads in the direction where the voice came from, but saw a white-clothed figure standing by the window on the Huaixing Pavilion half a street away.

Seeing that Zhao Wu'an actually stopped Ouyang Zelai, Liu Tao on the side had a look of surprise on his face: "Zhao Jushi ......"

"The Greedy Demon Hall entered Bianliang in person, don't think I don't know what the hell you guys are fighting. Zhao Wu'an didn't even bother to look at Liu Tao, "Give up, I'm not fellow travelers with you." ”

Liu Tao was stunned, and then sighed, "Before the Chu boy died, he specially asked someone to tell us that Zhao Jushi is worth fighting for, and now it seems that Zhao Jushi has already had a will." ”

"Chu Ting is dead?" This was unexpected news for Zhao Wu'an.

"Died under the hands of the tower. King Miao is indeed a Tianzong talent who is counted on one hand on the rivers and lakes, and his external skills are as tough as Chu Tongzi, but he can't stand his palm. Liu Tao said lightly.

Zhao Wu'an shook his head, "Now these talents in the rivers and lakes, I don't dare to say that I can count them on one hand." ”

What he meant by his words was obviously Mo Dao, the young swordsman in the ring.

"What does Zhao Jushi want to do?" asked Liu Tao.

"The opposite of the Demon Greed Temple. Zhao Wu'an glanced at him lightly, "Coming to me, it was indeed your mistake, I went against the Han Mansion, it doesn't mean that I want to be an enemy of this court." The Demon Palace, there will be no time in the future. ”

Liu Tao was stunned, and had to smile bitterly: "Yes, what Zhao Jushi said, Liu Tao remembered it." ”

Zhao Wu'an stared at him coldly for a while, then removed the sword box on his back, held it in his hand, and stepped on the window railing.

There was a bang, and a snow-bright white dress appeared in the bright sunlight.

"I, Zhao Wu'an, will meet you. ”

When he heard those three words, Mo Dao lost his mind in a trance.