The competition between the short sword and the small sword is not as good as the two long swords, as the saying goes: "one inch is one inch shorter", if the two short blades intersect with "sonorous", it becomes a joke.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua knew that the old man could not really perceive his divine sense, so he had already released his divine consciousness and monitored the changes in the old man's swordsmanship and body technique.

Therefore, no matter how the old man's swordsmanship changes, whether it is a combination of virtual and real, or the actual moves, he can't escape Zhang Xiaohua's divine sense, he can always find time between the changes of the old man's short sword, so that he can easily perform the nameless swordsmanship, hand the small sword to the old man's throat, forcing the old man to continue to change his tricks and dodge, so that more than ten rounds have passed, and the old man has already fallen behind.

Although the bronze mask covered his face, it could not cover the throat, and the old man had no doubt that even if the small sword stabbed directly into the mask, it could easily pierce through it.

"Where did this young man come from? Actually so powerful in swordsmanship? Could it be that he is a powerful person newly cultivated by the Ethereal Sect who doesn't know where he has fallen in recent years?"

"Although I can't see this young man's face, but I can't hear this voice It seems that he is not very old, he is already so cultivated at this age, if he is given enough time, he will not be able to overpower me and others? If he is not left behind today, it will be difficult to have such a chance in the future. ”

The old man in the bronze mask, who was at a disadvantage, instantly had a plan in his heart, wanting to nip the young man who threatened him in the bud.

I saw that the old man took a deep breath, didn't make much gestures, his face was hidden under the bronze mask, and he couldn't see the change, but the hand holding the short sword immediately showed a burst of ruddy, which seemed to swell a little, and at the same time, the old man's short sword move changed, and suddenly became fast, Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness immediately changed, it seemed that the sword move of the short sword had been blurred, and it was no longer as clear as the visualization just now, and even the flaws in the sword move, the virtual and the real were also difficult to figure out.

Since he couldn't see the flaw, Zhang Xiaohua's incomplete nameless swordsmanship was immediately overstretched, and between a few breaths, it had already collided with the short sword many times, and between the "sonorous", there were almost sparks splashing out, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Zhang Xiaohua was shocked.

His own divine sense couldn't see the trajectory of his swordsmanship clearly!

After a few crisp collisions, the sound of collision could no longer be heard, and the old man's swordsmanship changed again, as if it was just a test just now, and the next sword move was the real face, Zhang Xiaohua's little sword could no longer touch the short sword, and the old man didn't seem to have any flaws all over his body.

And at this moment, Zhang Xiaohua just hesitated, didn't know where to start, he felt a tingling pain in his armpit, when he looked at it, the old man's short sword was stabbing his own armpit, Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, and the small sword in his left hand waved his hand, which was to greet the old man's throat, the old man thought that he had made a contribution with a sword, but the tip of the sword pierced Zhang Xiaohua's body, and he couldn't stab it anymore, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua also snickered in her heart, one move was like a move, and she no longer had the dashing style of the nameless swordsmanship before, and attacked the old man's throat like a storm, only to see that the old man was not in a hurry, and seemed to have figured out the direction of Zhang Xiaohua's sword moves, holding a short sword, tightly guarding her throat, and for a while, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't even attack it.

And after a few moves, there was a smile in the old man's eyes, and the incomparably fast sword move was unfolded, attacking Zhang Xiaohua's face and throat, Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, his robe could protect the whole body, but his face and neck could not be taken care of, so he made a mistake under his feet, and the ethereal step immediately unfolded, which was able to avoid the attack of the short sword.

Seeing this, the smile in the old man's eyes was even stronger, and his feet were also forceful, his body flashed, and a series of afterimages flew out under the lights.

As a result, the draw that Zhang Xiaohua had just used footwork to recover was immediately lost, and his face and throat were immediately under the attack of the old man's short sword!

Who is this old man?

How can you have such skills?

For a while, several questions flashed in Zhang Xiaohua's heart.

Originally, after returning from the desert island, Zhang Xiaohua encountered several tough opponents in a row, but none of them were his enemies, in his heart, he had long regarded the martial arts people as a little light, just now his divine sense was felt by this old man, but it slightly aroused Zhang Xiaohua's vigilance, but then he found that he could just feel that his divine sense was peeping at himself, and he didn't know anything else, so he despised it again. Until this time, his fist skills, swordsmanship, and ethereal steps could not compare to this mysterious bronze mask old man, and there were monstrous waves in his heart, and he still underestimated the hero of the world.

In fact, not only Zhang Xiaohua's horror, but the horror in the mysterious old man's heart was a hundred times stronger than Zhang Xiaohua's.

Who is he? One of the famous masters in the rivers and lakes, at the beginning, he actually fought with this young man who had never heard of it, and he fell behind; with the performance of his own swordsmanship at the bottom of the box, even if he reversed the situation, he narrowly stabbed into the young man's body several times, but he just couldn't assassinate him, I don't know if he had practiced hard skills such as iron cloth shirts, or he was wearing extremely powerful protective armor, and now, he used the best light skills, and still couldn't immediately assassinate the sword, this young man's martial arts, almost with the top masters on the rivers and lakes, who is this young man？

Both of them were guessing each other's identities, but their subordinates didn't stop at their feet, Zhang Xiaohua's disadvantage still couldn't be reversed, the mysterious old man's galloping attack forced Zhang Xiaohua to be in a hurry, only to see the old man's eyes glowing with joy, taking advantage of Zhang Xiaohua's unpreparedness, a long thorn, short sword from a weird angle is stabbing Zhang Xiaohua's throat, this is the place where Zhang Xiaohua can't be prevented, seeing that Zhang Xiaohua is about to splash blood on the spot!

In the midst of this crisis, I saw the magic trick in Zhang Xiaohua's hand pinched, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared immediately, and in the old man's stunned eyes, the foolproof short sword actually stabbed into the air!

"This ......," the old man exclaimed.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua, whose face was like earth, appeared from another part of the hall.

It was really thrilling just now, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaohua's proficiency in the art of earth escape, I am afraid that he would have been stabbed by the short sword, even so, Zhang Xiaohua, who had just escaped from danger, was careful that his liver was still "fluttering and fluttering".

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua showing his figure in another place, the old man was shocked, but he didn't dare to think about it, and a series of afterimages appeared under his feet, stabbing at Zhang Xiaohua like lightning, Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to let him get close anymore, and with a flick of his left hand, he threw the small sword at the old man like a hidden weapon.

The old man daxiao, how could such a clumsy technique hurt him? As soon as the short sword in his hand was raised, the small sword was picked up and flew into the sky, ignoring it, and his body did not stop at all, still shooting at Zhang Xiaohua, who was still standing.

But when he was already a few steps away from Zhang Xiaohua, he saw that Zhang Xiaohua still didn't have to deal with it, but the fingers in his hands were in a strange posture, and he couldn't help but feel vigilant in his heart, and at this moment, suddenly there was a strong wind above his head, and he was slightly frightened in his heart, and he didn't care to look up, he felt that he was hiding to the side, and out of the corner of his eye, it was the upright whereabouts of the little sword that was swept away by his short sword just now, and he couldn't help but be puzzled in his heart: "How can it be so coincidental?

But before he could finish thinking about it, the small sword that was falling, the blade of the sword turned, and flew straight towards his face!

In an instant, the old man's mind was like a lightning bolt, and when he remembered something, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Flying sword !!"

Seeing that the small sword in front of him stabbed people at his flaws like a spirit, the old man no longer had the bearing of sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai as he did just now, and he held a short sword, blocking left and right, and immediately fell behind.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw that her flying sword was effective: "That's it, this is the attack method that an immortal Dao person should have, and he just used the martial arts exercises to deal with the peak master of the martial arts, how can he not be deflated?"

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaohua just took a moment, stood there leisurely, pinched the magic trick in her hand, and used her divine sense to drive the small sword like her own stretched arm, stabbing at the flaws of the old man.

Maybe it was the nameless swordsmanship that was the reason for the Immortal Dao Sword Exorcision Technique, but the incomplete swordsmanship was on the small sword driven by divine consciousness, and it was immediately powerful, forcing the old man to swing the sword to protect it, and he could no longer get out of the attack of the small sword, threatening Zhang Xiaohua in the distance.

Moreover, the old man seemed to be shocked by the sudden appearance of the flying sword, and there was no better way to deal with the flying sword for a while, so he had to blindly defend; on the other hand, the fast swordsmanship move he had just now, although Zhang Xiaohua, who was holding the small sword, almost fell into the place of no return, but when he touched the small sword driven by divine consciousness, he happened to meet the nemesis, and the small sword driven by divine consciousness was far more flexible than the small sword held by his arm, only between Zhang Xiaohua's thoughts, he could change more angles, far exceeding the speed of the old man's swordsmanship, and also, the old man's light body exercises that were comparable to the ethereal steps just now were also dwarfed at this time, although there were still strings of afterimages, but he couldn't get rid of the threat of the little sword, and the little sword chased after the afterimage, sweeping up the black shadow.

Zhang Xiaohua had used the flying sword several times before, but those were all one-sided slaughter, where was it like this time, it could be regarded as a comparable competition, today he really understood the power of the Immortal Dao Flying Sword, and gradually became proficient in the nameless swordsmanship in this fight, and became more and more proficient in changing moves.

It was more than a dozen moves, the old man could be defensive, almost no power to fight back, Zhang Xiaohua showed a smile on the side of his mouth, pinched the magic trick, saw a flaw in the old man, the little sword turned around, and stabbed at the old man's bronze mask very abruptly, in a hurry, the old man didn't have time to change his moves, so he had to stretch out his left hand and grab the small sword, and Zhang Xiaohua sneered in his heart, only to see the little sword leaning back, dodging the old man's left hand, and going straight to the forehead.

But just when Zhang Xiaohua imagined that the little sword was about to stab the mask on the old man's forehead, he only heard the old man laugh all his life, and his left hand suddenly became bigger, and he grabbed the little sword in his hand with a "plop" sound.

Zhang Xiaohua's face is like earth!

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