"Now!"

Gao Wu indifferently used his internal force to shake off the blood on his hands, his eyes looked around, and although the momentum of his body had been restricted, it still gave people a lot of pressure. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I should be able to keep myself safe, right?"

No one spoke, and everyone was immersed in the shock of Gao Wu's killing of two third-rate realm masters in seconds, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

Seeing this situation, Gao Wu also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the face of brute beasts, he can not hesitate to kill the killer, but in the face of his own kind, as long as he is not the kind of person who threatens his life or really deserves to die, he is really a little unable to do it.

"Haha, little brother, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

Huo Zhen broke away from his astonishment, and looked at Gao Wu with a burning battle intent in his eyes.

"Thank you big brother for the reminder just now!"

Gao Wu still has a good impression of this man, and said with his hand.

"Little brother, don't say that, even if I don't remind them, with the strength of the little brother, they won't succeed in their sneak attack. ”

Huo Zhen waved his hand, looking embarrassed. Indeed, even if he didn't remind him, Gao Wu would not be attacked by the two. I have to say that it was really a very wrong decision for those two third-rate realm cultivators to choose to sneak attack Gao Wu.

Gao Wu listened to Huo Zhen's words, just smiled, but did not speak.

"I don't know which sect Your Excellency is from?"

Song Yuan suddenly asked.

Gao Wu's impression of this Song Yuan is not very good, mainly because this guy is too ruthless, and he killed dozens of loose cultivators in a short time, and he was completely ruthless.

"There is no sect and no sect under it, and one is scattered. ”

"If Your Excellency is a loose cultivator, then we sect disciples will really be too disagreeable!"

Song Yuan said with a hint of self-deprecation. In his opinion, a young martial artist who has such strength at such an age must have been cultivated by a big force. But Gao Wu told them that he was a loose cultivator, obviously because he didn't want to tell himself and others his identity.

Swish~!

Song Yuan pulled out his long sword, which had been sheathed, and cut out a sword flower in the air, causing a burst of cheers from the audience.

"Senior Brother Song, teach that kid a lesson!"

"Senior Brother Song, let him know that the martial artists of the third-rate realm of the Sword Sect are invincible in their class!"

"Senior Brother Song is so handsome!"

...

In fact, after Song Yuan saw Gao Wu kill the two third-rate cultivators in an instant, he had already made a decision that he must fight with Gao Wu.

As for the previous conversation, it was just to find a reason for him to act. Although the reason he finally found was far-fetched, it did not prevent him from making a move.

As for why?

Without it, it's just a joy to see the hunt.

The common problem of geniuses,When you see an existence that is as good or better than yourself, you always want to try to defeat the other party,To prove that you are the best。 Only in the face of those who are too much more than themselves will dispel this thought.

The figure flashed, and Song Yuan's body disappeared in place in an instant. In the eyes of everyone, a white shadow rushed towards Gao Wu at an extremely fast speed, and only a few people could see his movements clearly.

Of course, Gao Wu is one of them. Looking at Song Yuan's movements, the battle intent in Huo Zhen's eyes was even stronger, and his palms were slightly pinched, a little uncontrollable, but in the end he still suppressed his thoughts. turned to watch the battle between Gao Wu and Song Yuan carefully.

In less than two breaths, Song Yuan appeared in front of Gao Wu, and the long sword swung out and enveloped Gao Wu's whole body.

And Gao Wu was not surprised by Song Yuan's speed, after all, he had seen it before.

Gao Wu's feet moved slightly, and his body quickly retreated like a gust of wind, exiting the attack range of Song Yuan's long sword.

But how could Song Yuan just let Gao Wu leave?

At the same time as Gao Wu retreated, his body also moved forward rapidly, and the long sword always enveloped Gao Wu, and the sharp sword light made the onlookers a little frightened.

As soon as the two of them advanced and retreated, they were more than twenty meters away, and Gao Wu's body moved sideways and came to the right side of Song Yuan's body. Taking advantage of Song Yuan's lack of time to react, his right leg swept towards the opponent's legs.

But Song Yuan was not so easy to be hit, the internal force in his body worked rapidly, and he jumped up from the spot as soon as he pulled onions from dry land. Not only that, Song Yuan, who was in the air, turned over in the air, and the long sword in his hand conjured dozens of phantoms, stabbing towards Gao Wu below.

Gao Wu's right leg swept and Song Yuan knew that it was not good, his hands swung on the water, and he broke away from the spot with the help of the power of the water.

Whew~,Whew~,Whew~...

Although it was only an iron sword, Song Yuan's iron sword made a sound like a pistol hitting the water when it hit the water, which showed that its power was not small.

Song Yuan's long sword, which did not hit the target, swung slightly on the wavy water, and his body spun again, and then landed steadily on the water.

Gao Wu did not take the initiative to attack, but stood there and watched Song Yuan.

Song Yuan didn't say anything, if you don't make a move, you just look down on me. The white shadow jumped and spun rapidly in mid-air, the sword in his hand but hidden.

As his body rotated, the streams of water in the pool surrounded him, and in a short time he was completely submerged, and his figure was completely unrecognizable.

Seeing this situation, Qi Feng, a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect, had a hint of interest in his eyes, which was actually very similar to the one in the Qinghe Three Ghost Sword Technique.

Everyone present opened their eyes wide and watched Song Yuan's movements.

Song Yuan, who was spinning in the air, began to move towards Gao Wu, who could not see clearly but sensed a dangerous aura.

The swirling stream of water swept towards Gao Wu like a materialized storm.

"Whew~!"

Gao Wu exhaled a breath of turbidity, his right arm became a little hideous, and there was a power to break the sky between swings.

The storm approached, water droplets splashed, and a brilliant sword light erupted from it. Gao Wu also showed no weakness, waving his right fist upward, and the terrifying power was contained in it.

Rumble~!

It was like a tsunami hitting the shore, and the sound shook the sky.

Song Yuan's body retreated uncontrollably, but there was a hint of a smile on his face, but he had the upper hand in this blow.

Gao Wu's body didn't shake in the slightest, but his body moved backwards by a position, and his right fist was dripping with blood, but he was injured a little. But looking at his face, he didn't care at all.

Song Yuan stood on the surface of the water and said:

"The warm-up is over, and the next step is to get real!"

Hearing Song Yuan's words, everyone present was in an uproar. The confrontation between the two just now was only more than twenty seconds, and the movements were as fast as the wind, and they couldn't see clearly at all. If even that level is just a warm-up, then how terrifying it must be for them to move in earnest!

"Good!"

Gao Wu replied in a deep voice, and at the same time, a light green covered his wound and began to repair his wound.

From the beginning to the end just now, except for a little internal force when the two of them used light power, they didn't use any internal force in other attacks. And Gao Wu not only didn't use internal force, but he didn't even use the iron cloth shirt, otherwise the other party might have broken his defense so easily.

After a short exchange, the faces of the two of them became a little serious, although it was a warm-up just now, but it was also a test of each other, and both of them had a basic understanding of each other's situation.

Song Yuan's swordsmanship is good, but the strength of his body is not very large, less than half of Gao Wu's own strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hit by half of Gao Wu's punch just now, and although the other party might still be a little hidden, his strength would definitely not be high.

And while Song Yuan was shocked by Gao Wu's strength, he couldn't help but admire the other party's defense, but he only suffered some injuries that were not serious just by the collision of his body and the sword. This kind of physique amazed him, and he had only seen a similar situation in one of the Heavenly Martial Artists in the same sect.

Rumble~!

The two momentum were released from Gao Wu and Song Yuan's bodies at the same time, and they pressed towards each other fiercely, trying to suppress the enemy from the momentum.

One of the two of them was a casual cultivator who had killed an unknown number of backs and forth from the sea of brute beasts, and the other was a genius disciple from a big sect, and he didn't know how many times he had experienced it in the small world.

The momentum is different, Gao Wu's momentum has a hint of brute beast barbarism and rage, and the whole person is like a tyrant on a throne, violent and savage. And Song Yuan's momentum gives people a fierce feeling, as if there is a sharp sword out of the sheath across your throat, and if you move slightly, you will be cut off by the sword.

As soon as the momentum of the two was released, the martial artists who were closer to them were a little unlucky. was shrouded by these two momentum at the same time, covered in cold sweat, and his legs were weak, but he couldn't move a bit.

The two stood motionless, their momentum clash violently in the void. The void faintly seemed to resound the roar of a beast and the loud sound of a sword.

"Hmph~!"

Song Yuan's face turned pale and he snorted lightly, as if he couldn't support it.

Seeing the other party's situation, Gao Wu did not press too much, after all, there was a super master standing in the sky on the other side. If one of the other party doesn't like it and destroys himself, wouldn't it be unjust to death.

Song Yuan recovered slightly, the paleness on his face improved a little, and he looked at Gao Wu with a little more gratitude.

The confrontation of momentum is the most dangerous, and it has faintly touched the spiritual level, and the slightest carelessness will be mentally traumatized and difficult to recover.

If he was mentally traumatized by Gao Wu here, although he could recover, he would inevitably waste some time because of this. At his age, any time wasted could put him behind others.

Even the Elder Shenxuan in the air looked at Gao Wu's eyes even more appreciatively, it is one thing to have good talent, but it is another thing to have a person's character and morality.

But despite this, Song Yuan still went all out. It's one thing to be grateful to your opponent, but it's certainly all about respecting your opponent.

"Ha~!"

The sword light rotated, and the long sword in Song Yuan's hand shook rapidly in the air, turning into beautiful lotus flowers and floating towards Gao Wu.

Gao Wu's pupils shrank, and he felt a dangerous aura from behind this beautiful lotus, which had to be treated cautiously.

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