Jinglong quickly raised his right hand, suddenly spit out his internal force, sucked the person who spoke, firmly grabbed his neck, pinched hard, only to hear a crisp sound, it was the sound of broken bones, the person was already mildew, that Jinglong said: "If you dare to insult our Mongolians, you must die, your martial arts are too poor, I thought how many masters of the Central Plains martial arts are? I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable." ”

At this time, a voice in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Mongolian Tatars should be arrogant, see how I Gao Ping dissipates your arrogance." As soon as the words fell, I saw a middle-aged man in golden clothes flying out of the crowd, this man had the momentum of not being a person in the rivers and lakes, but he had the feeling of being a person in the house of an official eunuch.

At this time, everyone shouted in unison: "Thousand Sword Officer, Thousand Sword Official! Thousand Sword Official!" This momentum shouted the earth-shattering sound, but Jiuwu and Jin Fei did not have the slightest sense of excitement, but their brows were tightened, as if they saw something, but Jinglong was not shocked by the momentum of the earth-shattering sound of this shout, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, if he was shocked, then he would not be a child. The Thousand Sword Officer made a fist clenching gesture to Jing Long, but Jing Long did not return the salute, Jing Long said: "Mr. Gao Ping, don't blame Jing Long for being unreasonable, because Jing Long will not salute a dead person." When Gao Ping heard Jinglong say this, he couldn't help but be angry, and said angrily: "Mongolian Tartar, don't say big things, let you see the power of Gao's thousand swords." After speaking, both hands quickly pulled out the sword, and shouted: "The sword slashes the white snake to dominate the world!" This sentence shouted, only to see that Gao Ping's hands danced quickly, and the bright sword seemed to have a white one in the air every time it danced, and in an instant, Gao Ping had already danced out of six six thirty-six swords, each sword was like a white snake, and ran to the vital places of the whole body of the dragon.

When Jiuwu and Jin Fei saw the Thousand Sword Official Gao Ping make this move, they couldn't help but sigh deeply. Said: "Gao Ping lost. Everyone was wondering why this Jinglong's trick hadn't been used yet, and this Jiuwu and Jin Fei said such things. I saw that Jinglong came out of the knife, his knife was as fast as lightning and as strong as the wind, so he only made one move, but seeing that the scimitar had been deeply inserted into Gao Ping's chest, he pumped harder, and Gao Ping's body had slowly fallen to the ground in the air, and he died. He died so unwillingly, but this is a fact, and no one can change it.

Gao Ping followed Jinglong's action of drawing the knife, his body slowly fell to the ground, his eyes were wide, as if he was a little unwilling, the leaves covered by the knife slowly fell to the ground, and the rustling sound of falling on the ground, as if he was playing the mourning music of his last funeral for Gao Ping. Now the silence in the field is terrible. Even a little cautious, no one dared to speak, because at this time, once he spoke, he broke the short silence. It was undoubtedly hitting the knife edge, and Jiuwu and Jin Fei didn't bother to look away, he couldn't bear to see Gao Ping's death, they knew. The Central Plains Martial Arts has one less backbone, not that Gao Ping is too weak, but that Jinglong is too strong. That Jinglong's knife technique has reached the point of simplification, Jinglong he will not make the first move, because the master has a move, whoever makes the first move is equal to losing half, anyone's move can not be without any flaws, although Gao Ping's move just now to cut the white snake to dominate the world is an extremely subtle move, but in the end there are too many changes, there is no possibility of defending very tightly, that Jinglong quickly found Gao Ping's flaw, so he only made a knife, a knife that broke the earth, a knife that cost people's lives, poor Gao Ping didn't know how Jinglong cracked his own move until he died。

That Jinglong finally spoke, he broke the short and long silence, he laughed wildly, as if he didn't pay attention to anything in the world, he smiled: "Hahaha, the Central Plains martial arts is nothing more than that, he will bring troops to come here in the future, I must slaughter the Han dog, and restore the world of Mongolia!" He still had some scruples when he saw Jiuwu present, but Jiuwu was the judge of this sword conference, so it was impossible to do it, so he laughed unscrupulously, and there was no one in his eyes. He held the scimitar in his hand, and there was still Gao Ping's blood on the scimitar, dripping down drop by drop, Jinglong walked step by step towards the pillar that symbolized the first knife in the world.

But he forgot that in addition to Jiuwu, there was also an old man in the field, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiuwu tea, he was Jin Fei. Jin Fei knew in his heart that in this field, no one could fight with Jinglong except him, he jumped and blocked Jinglong's way, Jin Fei said: "Jinglong boy, you are too blind to no one, my Central Plains martial arts master is like a cloud, how can it be that you and other barbarians can know." Jing Long smiled contemptuously: "Oh, yes, you Central Plains martial arts masters are like clouds, hehe, are they all the same waste as him?" he pointed to Gao Ping, who had been lying on the ground for a long time. That Jin Fei was angry with the white beard and stood upside down, and said angrily: "Don't be arrogant, Mongolian Tartars, don't you know that the dead are the greatest? People have already been killed by you, and you dare to insult like this, it seems that your grandfather Jin Fei asked you how to respect the dead and teach you the breadth and profundity of my Central Plains culture!"

Jing Long still smiled contemptuously, and said, "Are you okay? When you are old, let's find a young one!" Jin Fei said: "I, it is enough to deal with you alone." After speaking, he slowly pulled out the knife at his waist. He gently pulled out the knife, caressed the smooth back of the knife, and said to it like an old friend for many years: "Knife, knife, you have not been unsheathed for many years, and when you are out of the sheath today, you must return with blood, not his writing, or my blood!" He said this in his mouth, but he was bottomless in his heart, if it was when he was young, he would definitely not put this Mongolian royal family, what kind of son is only a pound Jinglong's eyes, but now that he is old, his strength is always not as good as Jinglong, a young and strong young man, so he decided to fight quickly, and like Jinglong, he only made one sword, a shocking move.

Sure enough, he slowly raised the knife in his hand, and the internal force of his whole body was poured into this knife, this knife trembled slightly because of the strong internal force, and a powerful murderous aura was generated around him, which was extremely powerful, Jinglong seemed to feel this murderous aura, and couldn't help but restrain his contemptuous look, his expression became solemn, he had to treat it with all his strength, and also expanded his momentum, although the two did not move, all the people present felt that the two fierce murderous aura were competing. (To be continued......)