Fan Mozhi was still rolling on the ground, holding his severed arm, and kept screaming.

The people in the audience had already recovered from their surprise and began to whisper earnestly.

"This little second doesn't seem to be so bad, but this Fan Mozhi was full of big words before, but he was cut off with a knife. ”

"It's just that the method is a little cruel, there is no need to cut off other people's hands. ”

"But the knife is really fast, anyway, I didn't see it clearly, did you see it clearly?"

"No ......"

"By the way, what's this little er's name?"

"It seems to be called Gu ...... What's Ann?"

Fan Mozhi's screams in the ring were getting louder and louder, and even attracted the attention of people from afar, the arbitrator couldn't stand it, waved his hand, and several subordinates in black came out of nowhere and carried him down.

It's just that when he was leaving, he was still staring at Gu Yue'an with poisonous eyes, and his mouth seemed to be saying something.

However, Gu Yuean had always been in a state of self-shock, and she didn't care about Fan Moli's resentment at all.

He just kept asking himself.

Is my knife really that fast?

I...... Really won?

I...... Actually won?

He looked at his hands as if in a dream.

"The Immortal Sword Sect's Quasi-County Master is about to play!

I don't know who roared like this, and the people who were still watching in the audience immediately rushed to the other side.

But there were still a few people who stayed in the audience, staring at Gu Yue'an, obviously with bad intentions.

Gu Yuean also discovered these people at this time, but there was no good way to do it, so she could only choose to ignore them.

When he got out of the ring, the middle-aged man who had always seemed taciturn arbitrated, and said unprecedentedly: "The knife is good." ”

It also meant that Gu Yuean was a little flattered.

Because a few people have been staring, Gu Yuean can't leave the scene now, so she can only try to walk towards a crowded place.

And the place with the most people at this time is naturally around the martial arts arena of the Quasi-County Ma Ye, the first disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect.

Gu Yuean squeezed into the crowd a little absentmindedly.

By the time he squeezed to the front, the showdown in the ring had already begun.

I saw a boy in brocade standing on the left-hand side, with red lips and white teeth, and a long sword at his waist, which can be regarded as a beautiful young man.

But Gu Yue'an knew that he must not be the head disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, the quasi-county Ma Ye.

Because his temperament is wrong, and his eyes are not right.

I don't know why, after winning the game just now, Gu Yue'an had an extremely keen perception of a person's temperament and momentum.

His eyes were inadvertently dodging, and his hands seemed to be shaking?

Gu Yue'an naturally followed his eyes and looked at the opposite side, his opponent.

That legendary ...... The first disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect.

Gu Yuean unconsciously held her breath.

It was a white-robed and high-crowned young man with a long sword at his waist, dressed no different from the descendants of the Immortal Sword Sect that Gu Yue'an had seen at the beginning.

He has a cold face, but strangely, his eyes are as gentle as spring water.

An absolutely contradictory combination, but it just happened to be on his face, and it didn't seem to be wrong at all.

On the contrary, it adds a bit of mystery.

It's, it's a strange person.

But wasn't the head disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect supposed to be a very strange person in the first place?

I saw that this very strange quasi-county master raised his hand, waved at the opposite brother, and said, "Brother An Pei, after years of not seeing, the demeanor is still the same." ”

The son-in-law, who was called Brother An Pei, was still a little apprehensive, but when he heard the opponent calling him, he hurriedly said: "Brother Zili, I haven't seen you for many years...... But I didn't expect to meet you in the first battle. ”

At the end, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a wry smile.

Indeed, no one would want to face the head disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect.

"Brother An Pei doesn't have to be presumptuous, your Nanshan Sword is extraordinary, and I still remember it vividly when I think about it. Zhun Jun Ma Ye smiled, very gently, his originally cold face, all of a sudden, with the spring water in his eyes, fainted.

Like a spring breeze.

Almost at the same time, everyone present thought of the word.

It's a real spring breeze.

Gu Yue'an couldn't help but think of Yu Chaosheng who she had seen before, who was also the son of Xunshijia, and he was also like a spring breeze, but compared to the person in front of him, he was far behind.

"Okay, just let Brother Zili see if I, a stupid sword fool, have grown over the years. "Then Brother Ampei is about to draw his sword.

But he was dissuaded by Brother Zili, saying, "I'm not busy, why don't Brother An Pei take a look at my sword first?"

After he finished speaking, the sword in his hand was out, and it was not very fast, but it was not slow.

The sword was not directed at Brother Ampe, but stabbed three times in the air.

Ethereal and ethereal, like a branch in winter trembling three times in the wind, and a plum blossom fell to the ground, like falling snow.

The son left the brother and put the sword back into the sheath.

Brother Ampei was already stunned, and he didn't seem to have reacted from the ethereal sword just now.

It was a long time before he raised his hand and said, "I lost." ”

Inexplicable.

Suddenly.

The applause from the audience was booming.

Some people really understood, but most of them were actually amazed by the powerful methods of this Immortal Sword Sect leader, and they didn't make a move at all, so they relied on stabbing three swords into the air to make the opponent surrender and admit defeat.

This kind of bearing is really already the style of a grandmaster.

In fact, that sword is indeed wonderful.

That sword is the most common style of the Immortal Sword Plum Blossom Three Alleys, and many beginner disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect will do it, but the biggest difficulty in this style is that it is easy to learn and not easy to master.

If you are slow, you will lose your spirituality, and if you are too fast, you will not have that kind of natural emptiness.

Many people who have been immersed in kendo for decades may not be able to make it good, let alone make it as beautiful as this quasi-county master.

This sword is enough to show that this quasi-jun Ma Ye has reached a point unattainable by his peers in terms of internal strength and swordsmanship, and more importantly, his understanding and state of mind have reached a state of harmony.

So before Brother Ampe made a move with him, he knew that he had lost.

Although Gu Yue'an didn't understand so much, she also vaguely understood the ethereal spirit of the antelope hanging horns in that sword.

Thinking back to that sword, he actually lost a little bit of the courage to draw it.

Thinking about it this way, most of the joy of winning the first battle in his life today is gone.

But after losing his mind for a moment, he immediately realized that those guys who had bad intentions for him were now in that trance.

He quickly squeezed out of the crowd and fled before those people could react.

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