It was a teenager. Negative knife forward.

Dressed in a black shirt, his figure is lonely, his face is like a stone carving, and he carries three knives wrapped in black cloth, two short and one long.

His footsteps stepped on the bluestone bricks, and the sound echoed on the empty road. Other than that, the crows are silent.

The crowd also consciously opened a passage in front of him, and the expressions on the faces of the people on both sides were half surprised and half afraid, as if they were oppressed by some mysterious qi.

Everyone was stunned. Including Hu Buxi, including Zhao Wu'an and Liu Tao, and also Ouyang Zelai.

"That's ...... Who?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

And Liu Tao didn't answer him.

Or Ouyang Zelai reacted first, and asked with a smile: "What happened to this young man?"

"It's not over yet, is it? ”

The young man spoke, his voice was not high, like a clear stream in the mountains, and it was a little immature and clear, but it reached the ears of everyone present with unmistakable accuracy.

Speak with internal force. This young man has at least four grades of strength to be able to control the qi in his body freely.

Judging from his age and cultivation, he should be regarded as a young man.

Ouyang Zelai said: "It's indeed not over yet. It's just that the winner is already clear, and this is the end or not......"

"Since it's not over, you shouldn't turn down the challenger. The young man unceremoniously interrupted Ouyang Zelai's words, and his voice was still clear and audible.

"I'm going to challenge him. ”

The scene was in an uproar.

Hu Buxi, who was standing in the ring, was also a little confused.

The young man in front of him is only in his early twenties, and he is not happy, at least ten years old.

Hu Buxi is already an unprecedented sword genius in this world, and even before half a pillar of incense, he became the first sword in the world.

It should have been a time to see the mountains, but I had to sit still for a while.

But suddenly a young man appeared, carrying three knives on his back.

He said.

"I'm going to challenge him. ”

As soon as these words came out, an astonishing and powerful aura suddenly rose around him, like a hideous dragon, ready to break free from the chains.

A coercion descended!

The two passers-by who were closer to him suddenly fell to their knees together without warning, sweating like rain.

The rest of the people were shocked and took a few steps back, and Hu Buxi was also slightly stunned.

Behind the ring, Ouyang Zelai tried hard to play a round: "Shaoxia doesn't have to worry, although no more contestants can be added according to the law, but this matter still needs to be asked by Hu Daxia before it can be decided......"

Having said that, his mood was extremely nervous. Why did there suddenly appear such a black-clothed young man with three swords on his back on the rivers and lakes, but there was no legend about him at all?

As long as there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are legends that are true or false, or messy.

It is impossible for a person who exists in the rivers and lakes to be without legends. If not, it means that he has never really stepped into this world.

And Ouyang Zelai already boasted that he was a Bai Xiaotong, but he didn't have any impression of the young man in front of him.

Then only the only result remains.

The young man in front of him has never stepped into this country.

This is the first time he has entered this world.

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you have to ask the sword to be the first male in the world.

The young man said the third sentence since he appeared: "Hu Buxi, yes or no?"

Hu Buxi still couldn't react: "...... Oh, yes. ”

The young man curled the corners of his lips slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Try it or not?

At the top of Huaixing Pavilion, Zhao Wu'an sighed helplessly and held his forehead: "This elm head." ”

Liu Tao touched his nose a little embarrassed: "Which one is this?"

"If you don't know, how will I know. Zhao Wu'an rolled his eyes.

Sitting on the opposite side, neither of them was a fuel-efficient lamp, and of course there were countless ideas tumbling in their stomachs, but they were both attracted by the young man who suddenly arrived.

Countless people watched the boy slowly move forward.

He had his back to Huaixing Pavilion and was walking towards the ring, and from beginning to end, Zhao Wu'an couldn't see his face.

"That junior Mo Dao, ask the seniors for a lesson or two. ”

This is the fourth sentence he said.

As soon as these words fell, the bluestone bricks around him suddenly cracked, and most of the audience stumbled and almost fell.

Break the green bricks out of the body!

This young man rarely said that he had a second-grade cultivation. And to be able to cultivate the second-grade realm at such an age, how many can there be in the past!?

Hu Buxi's face gradually became solemn. Fang had just put away the bearded knife, and it was once again held in his hand.

Zhao Wu'an jumped up from his seat all of a sudden, his expression like a ghost.

"Mo Dao!?Is that Mo Dao?!"

In terms of age, the body shape is not too similar.

It's just that this breath of the whole body is similar to the little butler seen in Willow Leaf Villa, and there is almost no similarity between them.

"Do you know?" Liu Tao was obviously a little surprised.

Zhao Wu'an stared at the figure for a long time, full of shock, and slowly shook his head.

"No...... Even if it was him, I wouldn't dare to say that it was the one I knew. ”

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Hu Buxi had never met Mo Dao in Liuye Villa, so this was the first time the two had met for him.

Mo Dao saw Hu Buxi for the second time. As early as Willow Leaf Villa, there was a glimpse.

That night, Hu Buxi escaped into the realm of Yipin, and he watched Xie Hui rob Tu Mi in front of him.

It's a very bad memory.

Yue Zhishu persuaded him that if there were any memories he didn't want to remember, he would cut them off with a knife.

Mo Dao raised his hand, and the knife naturally came out of its sheath and closed it in his hand.

At the same time, a burst of energy swung out from his wrist, and the sound was clear and swirling around the ring.

The first knife.

The name of the knife is slashed.

Mo Dao's body was like lightning, passing through the crowd.

The next moment, he had appeared in the ring, slashing through the railing.

The flying sawdust stopped between him and Hu Buxi, but it couldn't stop the amazing momentum.

Mo Dao's knife is just like an unintentional addition to the landscape painting, at first glance I don't feel amazing, calm down and observe carefully, in order to see a different meaning.

But that's not something that ordinary people can understand. Just like a peasant who is illiterate and earns a living by cutting firewood to appreciate a landscape painting, he may feel that it is beautiful, but he cannot say where the beauty is.

There were tens of thousands of people standing in the audience, most of whom had more or less come into contact with the knife technique, but no one could understand the mystery contained in Mo Dao's knife.

Hugh said that it was them, even Liu Tao and Zhao Wu'an, who were sitting opposite each other on the Huaixing Pavilion, were stunned on their faces at this time.

Hu Buxi once said that Han Kuo was immersed in the knife path 20 years before him, but he mostly studied the knife technique, and he was better than the word "Tao".

And now.

It was only less than half an hour later, but Mo Dao only used one trick to return the sentence as it was.

In the midst of the chaos, Hu Buxi hurriedly pulled out the knife and took Mo Dao's paradoxical knife. At the same time, the body retreated sharply, pulling away distance.

A knife has passed.

Hu Buxi's face was full of consternation, and he trembled.

Mo Dao's move made him unable to hold the knife for a while.

When Hu Buxi retreated, Mo Dao also jumped into the ring. He held his right hand alone, and his left hand reached behind his back.

The second knife.

The name of the knife is broken.

The Han family has a set of sea-dominating sword techniques, and on the night of the feast in the Demon Palace, Han Xiuzhu used it against Zhao Wu'an, which was a move to break the sea the next day.

The knife in Mo Dao's hand is also called Broken Sea, but it has nothing to do with the Han family. The blade is so slender that if you look at it from the side, you will hardly be able to find it.

The knife was held in Mo Dao's left hand. It's a short knife, and it's not a problem to hold it with a small hand.

Mo Dao's second knife is like a shadow.

As soon as he moved, there was a sword shadow in the sky, and he clearly only took three steps in the direction of Hu Buxi, but in the eyes of everyone, Mo Dao's figure seemed to have spread all over the ring, and even had a hidden overflowing potential.

The heavy shadow of the knife covered up Hu Buxi, making it hard to believe that this was actually an attack by one person.

There was a strong killing intent in the rushing knife power. It's not disgustingly rich, but it's not the slightest bit of joy.

Being an opponent with such a person, Rao is not very happy, and he is not very happy.

The right hand holding the knife was still trembling, and he didn't hold it up, he reached into his sleeve, and in an instant, he pulled out another scarlet light.

A flash of blood.

There was a crunch, and the two blades were bitten together.

Mo Dao frowned, obviously recognizing what the blade in front of him was.

Hu Buxi used the beautiful woman of Liuye Villa to cut and took his broken sea knife.

"Who told you to use this knife!?" he asked coldly.

Hu Buxi grinned, "The people who care about this matter have already gone down to Huangquan, why are you asking so much?"

Mo Dao's eyebrows suddenly sharpened, and the Broken Sea Knife swung again.

The sharp sword shadow was overwhelming, as if the entire Qiankun had been turned upside down in that moment.

On the Huaixing Pavilion, Zhao Wuan was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Mo Dao's knife is so similar to Hu Buxi's half-mile knife technique!

However, the two are fundamentally different. If Hu Buxi's sword technique is supported by vast energy, creating an illusion that the world is upside down in the opponent's field of vision, Mo Dao uses an incredibly fast swing speed, making the entire battle space full of sharp sword shadows.

The sky is dark, and the earth is as bright as day.

If anyone is in it, I am afraid that it will not take a moment to lose my mood.

But how could Hu Buxi be an ordinary person.

The beauty slashed out a crimson light and shadow in the air, Hu Buxi took a step forward, and the small broken beard knife came out again.

His speed also increased to the extreme at this moment, almost breaking through the knife curtain woven by Mo Dao, and the knife was handed straight to his defenseless chest.

Hu Buxi's face was distorted, but between his eyebrows and eyes was unprecedented concentration and seriousness.

As early as the first moment of the fight, he felt the strangeness on Mo Dao's body. This is by no means an opportunistic or obscure, but a fact that exists.

The person in front of him is stronger than Han Kuo. Compared with himself, it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.

How could such a person have ever appeared on the rivers and lakes!

Hu Buxi was uneasy in his heart, and Mo Dao returned to a state of expressionlessness again. When Hu Buxi attacked, he retreated and retreated, and at the same time threw the two knives in his hands into the sky.

The blade is pulled by an air engine, and it will not and cannot be completely out of control. Hu Buxi knew this, but changing his moves at this time was tantamount to killing himself, so he could only speed up and subdue Mo Dao before he could make a move.

But Mo Dao's third knife came too quickly.

Just as the two knives flew into the air, on his shoulder, the wrapped black cloth exploded with a thud.

Dazzling light shone across the field.

The sky was almost dim.

Mo Dao just raised his hand, and the knife that was as thick as Luo Shenfu arrived in his hand.

This is the third cut.

Knife name biting day.

The unknown boy is destined to be famous all over the world on this day.