The sword light has flown up.

Hu Qing's people had also risen into the air with the sword, and his people seemed to have become one with the sword.

Masters compete, and it was originally the most taboo to volley at will.

Because of the self-empty moves, although the moves are sharp, but people have no way to borrow their strength in the air, and the moves cannot change freely, but it is very easy to expose their own weaknesses.

A single flaw can sometimes be fatal.

But Hu Qing didn't have such scruples now, he knew that he only had a chance with a sword, so he had already dissolved all his essence and spirit into this sword, the sword light was brilliant and fast, there was no change, and there was no follow-up. Some are just enough speed and enough strength! I saw that the sword light was like a match, like a flying rainbow, crossing the sky, and stabbing straight towards Zhao Ping'an.

Nangong Yu's pupils have contracted, he has also practiced swords since he was a child, so he can naturally see the level of Hu Qing's sword, this young man's swordsmanship is very high, which greatly exceeds his expectations.

Sima Ziyi's eyes couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction, Hu Qing's sword could be played at such a super level, which was obviously beyond his expectations.

There were also bursts of exclamations from the crowd of onlookers, although there were many masters present, but there were not many people who were confident that they could take this sword.

The sword stabbed out, and the cold light moved.

The sword qi is already imminent.

Zhao Ping'an still had a smile on his face, a very calm and serene smile.

Suddenly, he stretched out two fingers and gently pinched them! No one can describe the magic and speed of this clip, the power of this clip has almost broken through the limits of human potential.

The cold light condensed, the sword also condensed, and the blade of the sword was suddenly caught by Zhao Ping'an's two fingers.

Hu Qing's people also seemed to be condensed at this moment, and even their breathing seemed to have stopped.

The originally noisy crowd was also strangely quiet, and the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard at this moment.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a short moment had passed, and an old voice that seemed to come from outside the sky broke the silence: "'The heart has a spiritual rhino and a little understanding', this is Lu Xiaofeng's spiritual rhino finger." ”

Zhao Ping'an smiled and said: "Monk Honka's eyes are like torches, and what he said is right. ”

The old man who spoke was none other than the ancient pine monk of Huangshan, and the look of surprise on his face did not dissipate at this time, and he said in surprise: "Although Lu Xiaofeng is a friend of Zhao Daxia, I didn't expect Zhao Daxia's spiritual finger to be so exquisite, and he has reached the realm of random heartbeat. I'm afraid that even Lu Xiaofeng himself used this finger, and it was nothing more than that. ”

That's natural, Zhao Ping'an smiled secretly in his heart, the copy and paste function attached to the system is powerful beyond ordinary people's imagination. The finger he used just now was the one that copied Lu Xiaofeng's "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky" in Ye Gucheng, which had reached the limit level that Lu Xiaofeng could achieve, and when he used it at this moment, it really shocked the audience.

Sima Ziyi stepped forward slowly and said in a deep voice, "Hu Qing retreats." ”

Hu Qing's face was already flushed, but his hands were still holding on to the hilt of the sword, and he said, "Master, the disciple has not yet received a knife from Zhao Daxia." ”

Sima Ziyi changed color and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense, don't hurry up and retreat." ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "Master Sima Zhuang doesn't have to worry about Ling Gao's disciples, I have already made this knife." ”

Hu Qing was stunned, and Sima Ziyi was also stunned.

Nangong Yu couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Daxia has already come out with the knife?"

Zhao Ping'an smiled indifferently and slowly released his two fingers. Said: "This little brother, you can put away the sword." ”

Hu Qing hurriedly put the sword back into the sheath, and was about to bow down to salute, not wanting to move his head, and the black hair that was originally neatly tied up was all scattered at once, which made him busy and embarrassed for a while.

Sima Ziyi's face really changed this time, and with his martial arts and eyesight, he couldn't see when Zhao Ping'an took out the knife to pick the hairpin on Hu Qing's head.

Nangong Yu's face was also uncertain, and Hu Qing was even more embarrassed, not knowing how to speak.

Ouyang smiled and stepped forward and said, "Zhao Daxia has outstanding martial arts and is kind-hearted. We admire it so much, and today's meeting should end here. ”

Although the three major families of martial arts are arrogant, they are never arrogant, and they will not be ignorant of advance and retreat. Otherwise, they would have been removed from the martial arts long ago.

Now that the three major families have left, the group of heroes has not dispersed, but the distance between the crowd and Zhao Ping'an has unconsciously moved away.

Zhao Ping'an's shot is already comparable to the skills of ghosts and gods.

Zhao Ping'an looked up, and the moon was already in the middle of the sky.

Monk Honka suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "Now I believe that Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng are indeed not at the peak. ”

"Gentleman" Fang Zhi happened to be beside him, and hurriedly asked, "Why did Senior Honka say that?" ”

Monk Gu Song said: "I also thought of it when I saw that finger just now - did any of you see Lu Xiaofeng today?"

The crowd looked at each other, but not one spoke.

Monk Honka said: "Lu Xiaofeng is a friend of Ximen Blowing Snow, and he loves to join in the fun in his life. If Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng really duel here, it would be impossible for him not to be there. ”

Fang Zhidao: "What does Honka senior mean?"

Gu Song Jushi said: "Presumably, Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng have already started to fight in another hidden place at this moment, and Lu Xiaofeng should also be there." ”

Fang Zhidao: "What Honka's predecessors said makes a lot of sense. ”

His gaze turned to the corpses on the side of the mountain road, and he sighed and said, "It's a pity that these people are too unworthy to die." ”

Zhao Ping'an suddenly said: "What do you want to see the battle between Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng?"

Fang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and replied honestly: "The Ximen Zhuang Lord and the Ye City Lord are both peerless swordsmen, and this battle will definitely be famous through the ages. If you can witness this battle as a bystander, maybe in the future history will have our name on it. ”

Gu Song said with a wry smile: "You are really a gentleman, although the old man also has such thoughts, but it is really embarrassing to say it so clearly like you." ”

Zhao Ping'an smiled and said: "Brother Fang treats people honestly, Zhao admires him." ”

Fang Zhidao: "Then Zhao Daxia is here to demarcate and close the mountain, in order to attract the attention of the two of them?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "No, Zhao is just following the example of the sages and teaching the martial arts of the world's heroes here." ”

Fang Zhidao: "Who is the sage of Fang, who has such ambitions?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "Three hundred years ago, the white-clothed people of the East China Sea came from a foreign land, and in order to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, they traveled all over the Central Plains and Kyushu, and fought all over the world, and finally fell on the seashore. Although there are no less than 100 martial arts masters under his sword, the martial artists in the world do not regard him as an enemy, but admire his ambition. ”

Monk Honka sighed: "The old man has also heard about this past of the rivers and lakes, no matter what, although this man in white is a devil in the world, he is a sacred in martial arts, he seems to be born for martial arts as a human being, and death is also martyrdom and death in martial arts." Whether he is good or evil, no one can say. ”

Fang Zhi's face showed admiration and said, "This kind of martial artist is indeed respectable. ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "It's a pity that the relatives and friends of those who died under his sword don't think so, so martial arts, although this kind of thing can give people spiritual encouragement, but what really brings it is probably only blood and death." ”

Fang Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "Zhao Daxia is high-minded, forgive Fang for his difficult meaning." ”

Zhao Ping'an laughed and said: "It's inevitable that you don't understand now, if you can live for another five hundred years, you will definitely know why a legal society is the best." ”