On Mirror Lake, a brand-new big white boat slowly sails towards the mist-shrouded Black Mountain Islands. If you are on the deck, you can faintly hear the heated discussion of a group of young men and girls in the cabin below. On deck, a young man stood at the bow of the ship, his face solemn, his long black hair flowing in the wind, a scar on his neck, and a long string of throwing knives pinned to his waist.

The man folded his hands and looked at the Black Mountain Islands that were getting closer and closer in front of him, but his cold face gradually softened. Five years ago, he came to this place for some unknown reason and changed his fate ever since. Coming here again five years later reminded him of a lot of things in the past, as well as of his friends who had "lived and died together" five years ago and the warm feeling at that time.

"Knives. "There was a person walking on the deck, naked, with a large string of gold chains around his neck, tattoos all over his body, domineering and exposed when he walked, and his eyes were arrogant, it was the Heavenly King Sect Master Ji Madness.

"The apprentice has seen Master. The young man, the knife, quickly turned around and saluted. For this sect master, Xiao Dao is from the bottom of his heart of worship and awe, in the past five years, he has personally felt what kind of terrifying strength his master, who looks like a casino thug, has.

"Hmm. Ji Mad nodded, looked at the Black Mountain Islands and said, "This selection has nothing to do with you. When you have time, don't always get together and play with those old friends back then, go to the Tibetan Pavilion of Lingjingmen to take a walk, our Tianwangzong is good at everything, but there are too few books, since you are here, learn more things and go back, don't suffer. ”

The knife nodded yes, but the palm of his hand subconsciously stroked the cold flying knife on his waist, and the scar on his neck seemed to ache faintly. He still remembered Han Luoxing, who was known as a genius in swordsmanship, Ning Wushu who set fire to the ship, and some people who had entered the Heavenly King Sect like himself, but they had not seen it in the past five years, and they might have gone to the Black Mountain Islands one step ahead at this time, and this time, they would all see it. Xiao Dao thought of the mad demon-like cultivation in the past five years, and wanted to use his flying knife to ask who was the strongest of the disciples who worshiped the three pillars of the world back then.

This time, there is no such scene as suddenly coming out of ambush five years ago, and as for how the masters of the three pillars of the world are going to play these little children this time, Xiaodao is not interested at all. After the white boat docked, he got Ji Mad's acquiescence, and went up the mountain road with great interest, following the mountain road in his memory, all the way to the martial arts field.

Because Ji Mad told him that generally disciples like them who worship the three pillars of the world in the same generation will choose to go to the martial arts arena at this time to learn and practice, and there are many people like Xiaodao who can't wait to stretch their fists and feet every year.

On the martial arts arena, there are already two people fighting.

One of them was extremely tall, looking more than nine feet tall, with a big belly, and a pair of casserole-sized fists dancing vigorously. Now the little fat man has grown into an eighteen-year-old big fat man, and he was one of the two apprentices accepted by Hades Xiao.

Fighting with him was Han Luoxing in the Spirit Mirror Gate, twenty-year-old Han Luoxing was eight feet tall, plump and handsome, but with a gentle smile on his resolute face, and his eyes were shining. At this time, he was wearing a water-blue shirt from the Spirit Mirror Gate, holding a slender iron sword in his hand, and when he was fighting, he didn't see much movement in his wrist, but the sword shadow was gorgeous and dazzling, drawing a series of afterimages in the air, making it impossible to distinguish the point of the sword move.

Around the two of them, there were also a lot of people around, and the knife looked at it, although there was no way to recognize most of them, but a few people could still vaguely see the appearance of their youth from between their eyebrows, he smiled, and strode forward.

The two of them should have been fighting for a while, and fine beads of sweat could be seen on both of their foreheads. Fan Man's strength is infinite, pressing step by step, every punch is towards Han Luoxing's vital point, the strength of the fist is very terrifying, and he is not even afraid of the sharpness of the sword, thinking that the skin and flesh of his fists have been practiced by him to the point that ordinary knives and guns cannot penetrate, so that Han Luoxing can only dodge. On the other hand, Han Luoxing's response, although he didn't dare to confront the powerful fist like a dragon head-on, but his footwork was still easy, and the swing of the sword left a lot of fine holes on Fan Man's shirt, but because Fan Man was attacking and defending, the momentum was overwhelming, so that Han Luoxing couldn't smash Huanglong for a moment. At first glance, the strength of the two should be equal and equal.

But the knife saw some clues, Han Luoxing's strength should be better, his sword moves always revolve around Fan Man's fist, it is a move to defeat the enemy, from beginning to end I didn't see him take the initiative to attack, in addition to the reason for Fan Man's fist suppression, it should also be that he himself wants to try more moves, if he takes the way of onslaught, with Han Luoxing's phantom-like sword dance, it is definitely not that Fan Man can resist the strength shown at this moment.

At this time, a woman with an unearthly temperament beside Xiaodao smiled at the field: "Senior Brother Fan, Senior Brother Han, don't hide it, if you continue to fight slowly, we will all get tired of watching it." Xiaodao recognized her as a girl who was on the same white boat with him back then, surnamed Xu, but she couldn't remember her name clearly, but she only remembered that she later worshiped in Fengshen Pavilion, but her appearance has not changed much in the past five years, and she has a baby face.

Hearing this woman speak, a simple smile appeared on Fan Man's face full of fat meat, and he smiled at Han Luoxing: "Then Senior Brother Han, you are ready to pick me up." ”

Han Luoxing also pulled a sword flower, lightly picked the corners of his mouth, and said confidently: "It's okay, I will use the 'one tree plum blossom and one release Weng' in the Han Plum Blossom Sword Technique to learn the stunt of Senior Brother Fan!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Fan Man's eyes wide open, and he took a step forward, his body seemed to have grown by two points, and the clothes on his body were tightly propped up, making a sound of tearing silk. But seeing him roar, his fists came out together, the fist wind rubbed against the air, and a dragon's roar sounded from his arms, and his fists sank vigorously, although the speed was not fast, but with terrifying pressure, it went straight to Han Luoxing's temples on both sides.

Xiaodao's eyes lit up, he and Fan Man were in the same Tianwangzong, although they rarely met on weekdays, but they knew that this was a heavy hand in the dragon-shaped fist of the Tianwangzong, called 'Seeing the Dragon in the Field', and he was indomitable. And seeing that when Fan Man punched this punch, there was already a dragon chant in the boxing style, which showed that his boxing method had been small, and he could be regarded as a successful cultivator.

And Han Luoxing didn't dare to relax in the face of this punch, his face became solemn, he raised his sword and rose, not retreating but advancing, the tip of the sword was pointed out in a moment, and everyone only heard the sound of the wind in their ears, Han Luoxing no longer retreated in the face of Fan Man's punch, but took a way to fight with force, countless swords slashed at Fan Man's fist, constantly reducing his fist momentum, dozens of swords came out between a few breaths, the speed was staggering, even the knife that has always been known for its speed of shooting looked at it, and couldn't help but gasp.

Moreover, the knife with excellent eyesight found that even at this time, Han Luoxing still had reservations, although Fan Man's arms had been trained to be invulnerable by some means, but Han Luoxing's dozens of swords fell, but he only hit him with the side of the sword, and every time the sword fell, the blade of the sword was deflected. This can only mean one thing, that is, Han Luoxing does not dare to guarantee that if he directly fights with a sword, he will not be able to hold back and cripple Fan Man.

Soon, Fan Man's fist began to weaken, and his face showed a look of pain, while Han Luoxing gritted his teeth and tightened his face, his right hand was still pulling the sword in his hand like a whip, the speed was almost invisible, and a faint white smoke also came out of the top of his head, which was the embodiment of the extreme exertion of skill.

At this moment, Fan Man's indomitable momentum stagnated, but it was Han Luoxing's sword that accurately struck the position of the inner points in his hands for an unknown number of times, which made his move flawed, Han Luoxing's eyes flashed, and he immediately bullied up, and his left hand, which had always been behind his back, stretched out, turned his palm into a finger, and pointed at Fan Man's chest.

Although this move is a finger, the knife knows that this is still a move in Han Luoxing's swordsmanship, and this finger is perfectly coordinated with Fang Cai's swordsmanship, and it is done in one go, which is the last move in this set of swordsmanship.

Fan Man, who was pointed out by this point, immediately broke his fist, and the whole person fell backwards, and sat on the ground with a "plop", panting for breath, sweating profusely, his fists were already red as if they were about to drip blood, and they were slightly swollen. And Han Luoxing, who received this finger, also stumbled two steps, but still maintained a chic figure, put the sword into the scabbard behind his back, gave Fan Man a salute, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fan, I have conceded." ”

Fan Man waved his hand angrily and gave Han Luoxing a thumbs up: "Senior Brother Han, you are really too fierce! I have used this trick to kill the big white tiger on Taibai Mountain, and I have broken a tree as thick as the mouth of a bowl! As a result, I can't even touch the corners of your clothes! You are really too fierce! I am not as good as Senior Brother Han, I admire you!"

Han Luoxing stepped forward with a smile to help Fan Man up, and said: "Senior Brother Fan doesn't have to be humble, I have also shown the ability to press the bottom of the box, not to mention that I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, Senior Brother Fan has only been practicing martial arts for five years since now, if it is another five years, I am afraid that with this set of dragon-shaped fists, I will also be willing to bow down." ”

The young men and women surrounding on the side also stepped forward one after another, praising Han Luoxing's excellent swordsmanship, and sighing that Fan Man's strength was infinite, and the atmosphere was very warm, and the knife that had just arrived was finally recognized by everyone.

Han Luoxing, as one of the hosts of the Spirit Mirror Gate, and his martial arts are also the most outstanding among everyone, at this time he enthusiastically pulled Xiaodao's arm and said: "Xiaodao, I once heard Master Ji say that Sect Master Ji took you to the most dangerous abyss of no return in Taibai Mountain to practice for two and a half years, and many times you have died in one life, which is a real life and death training, and now among the five apprentices of Sect Master Ji, he also likes you the most, I think your martial arts have also reached an extremely high level, why not show it?"

Xiaodao smiled and said, "This is naturally necessary, but I came late, seeing that you have all practiced several times, at this time I come to fight with you, wouldn't it be a victory?

The baby-faced girl surnamed Xu was named Xu Mengxuan, and she also nodded when she heard this: "The knife is a hidden weapon, if we can't concentrate on dealing with it, we will inevitably lose at any time, and our skills are consumed at this time, if we fight at this time, we must not be the opponent of the knife." ”

Xiaodao also stood proudly, stroked the flying knife on his waist with his palm, and said: "I am confident, even if Senior Brother Han makes a move, the victory or defeat with me is also five or five, if any senior brother wants to come to fight, my Xiaodao will not have stage fright." ”

Several people chatted lively, and suddenly heard a younger, fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy ask: "By the way, I still remember Sister Ning Wushu who set fire to the boat at that time, didn't she still bet with the master of the Spirit Mirror Gate here back then, why didn't she see her?" This young man should have been only eight or nine years old five years ago, and he was considered a junior brother among everyone, and later went to Fengshen Pavilion.

"Ning Wushu...... several people in the Spirit Mirror Gate turned strange, and Han Luoxing also smiled bitterly and said, "Wushu is terrible now, you must not mess with her." Ah yes, Knife, you have to be especially careful, she also heard that you are very powerful, and a few days ago she shouted that she wanted to learn from you, and it is estimated that she will come to the door soon. ”

The knife squinted and snorted: "Yes, I really want to see, how she can't be provoked, can she catch my flying knife?"