Coincidentally, Zhengyi Sect Zhang Ling saw that this Takahashi Shota was actually rampant in Longhu Mountain to kill two people in a row, she was so angry that she trembled, roared, and suddenly burst into flames in her hands, and her body was about to rush towards Takahashi Shota, but as soon as her body moved, she was pulled by Zhang Kongyun.

Zhang Ling turned his head and said sharply: "Let go!"

Zhang Kongyun grabbed Zhang Ling's wrist with his hand, his five fingers were like iron hoops, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, you can't go, you are not his opponent!

Zhang Ling stood on his feet, and said in a cold voice: "Okay, we must win! When will we be bullied to the door like this!!"

Zhang Kongyun didn't promise her, just stared at Takahashi Shota and the blood-dripping butcher knife in his hand, he tied his belt, and as soon as he walked to the field, he saw Zhang Huashui striding in, and then two middle-aged cultivators from other sects entered with anger.

Several of them glanced at each other, slightly stunned, Zhang Kongyun was just about to speak, when he heard Zhang Huashui roar angrily: "Do you want to fight with me? Get out, whoever fights with me, I will fight him first!"

Zhang Huashui is one of the famous "Top Ten Golden Masters" in the cultivation world, and has the nickname of "Meng Zhang Fei", he has a long beard, at this time he is angry at the crown, his beard is open, his skin is quite dark, and his eyes are as angry as copper bells.

He roared angrily, so roaring that Zhang Kongyun and the other two glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads secretly, Zhang Kongyun bowed slightly to Zhang Huashui, and raised his voice: "Zhang Zhenren, pay attention to his knife!" After speaking, he retreated by himself.

Zhang Huashui nodded slightly at Zhang Kongyun, signaling his gratitude for his words of support, he slowly took out a three-foot long sword from behind him, flicked his fingers, and made a buzzing sound, Zhang Huashui glared at Takahashi Shota angrily, gritted his teeth and said: "Do you have any last words, hurry up and say it!"

At this time, the various factions were already furious, and they all shouted: "Zhang Zhenren, what are you talking about with him, go up and hack him to death!"

After Takahashi Shota saw him on the field, he held a three-foot Qingfeng sword, this Qingfeng sword was surrounded by a faint blue light, although he didn't see much power, but a clear-eyed person knew at a glance that this was not an ordinary product.

Takahashi Shota's eyes flashed with strangeness, and he said in Japanese, "Hey, show me this sword." ”

Chang Sheng of Xiyuan Temple had just finished translating on the side, but Zhang Huashui suddenly raised his head and laughed angrily: "If you have the ability, you can take it yourself!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed over the long sword in his hand.

Takahashi Shota also stepped forward with a grin, stretched out his plush claws, grabbed the sword, and pulled it away with a bang, he sighed while looking at the exquisite patterns on the body of this sword: "It's a good sword, I like it, this sword, I want it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a cruel laugh, brandished the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Huashui!

Zhang Huashui seemed to have expected him to be like this, his index finger and middle finger together, made a sword finger, palm up, two fingertips up, and shouted: "Hurry!!"

The sword in Shota Takahashi's hand immediately jumped up and stabbed uncontrollably towards Shota Takahashi's throat!

When everyone saw that Zhang Huashui actually took the initiative to give up the sword in his hand, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Zhang Zhenren, be careful of being fooled!", especially when they saw Takahashi Shota's sword falling, they were even more frightened.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Huashui immediately reversed this unfavorable situation, and they realized that this was a plan by Zhang Huashui!

Zhang Kongyun breathed a sigh of relief next to him, and said to Zhang Ling, who was nervously paying attention to the field: "This 'fierce Zhang Fei' is not blindly brave, he even knows how to use tricks!"

Zhang Ling stared at the field with his eyes dead, and did not speak, but Zhang Liufang on the side continued: "Master, Zhang Fei is thick and fine, fierce but not reckless, otherwise how could he capture the veteran Yan Yan alive?

Zhang Kongyun bowed slightly, stared nervously at the field, and stopped talking.

Takahashi Shota didn't expect the sword in his hand to jump up and attack him, and in a fit of rage, the long knife in his hand slashed down towards the sword.

With a bang, the tip of the long sword slammed into the blade of the long sword, splashing a burst of sparks, and immediately swinging away.

Zhang Huashui immediately approached and slammed a punch towards Takahashi Shota's chest!

Takahashi Shota saw that his punch was like opening a mountain and splitting stones, the force was heavy, and it was unstoppable, even if it was a mountain, it seemed to be able to be shattered by his punch!

Takahashi Shota roared, his body spun, took a step back, dodged Zhang Huashui's punch, and then with the help of the castration of his body's rotation, he quickly slashed down with a knife in the head!

Although Zhang Huashui's punch was dodged by Takahashi Shota, the fist that came out of his fist slammed into Takahashi Shota's body.

Takahashi Shota shook violently, his body flashed with a golden light, and the protective body qi in his body was almost shattered, he ate this fist force hard, took a deep breath, and the steel knife in his hand castrated faster, and slashed towards Zhang Huashui's head.

Zhang Huashui originally thought that his punch would definitely make the Japanese evil monk fly out like a stone, but he didn't expect that the monk would eat him hard, but instead slashed at his head with a fierce knife. ！

Zhang Huashui was surprised, but he didn't mess up at all, he sneered, did not retreat but advanced, and his body jumped in front of Takahashi Shota!

Everyone on the field saw him bully and approached, and they all applauded loudly, and a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that Zhang Huashui was advancing and retreating, which was really exquisite.

The long knife in Takahashi Shota's hand is very strange, not to mention the ferocity of Gangfeng, he can also kill the Yang God master from a distance of more than ten meters, if Zhang Huashui retreats, although he can dodge the steel knife slash, but he can't avoid Gangfeng, and he deceived him this time, and he happened to be stuck in the dead corner of Takahashi Shota's hands, and when the opponent's steel knife handle fell, it just fell on his shoulder, how could he hurt him?

Zhang Huashui approached this time, and immediately grabbed the lead, his hands flew fast, as if beating a drum, his fists fell like rain, and he burst in front of Takahashi Shota's chest.

This short fight, the popping sound was like a raging storm, and the cultivators of all factions on the field only felt a breath of evil breath coming out of their chests, and as soon as they let out a cheer, they saw Takahashi Shota suddenly roaring angrily, he bit his teeth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out towards Zhang Huashui's head!

Masters compete, only in an instant!

The realm has reached the level of the golden master, and the magic weapon fighting method is secondary, especially for masters like them, such close hand-to-hand combat is really the most dangerous thing in the world, and the winner can be separated in the blink of an eye!

Zhang Huashui didn't expect Takahashi Shota to be able to fight back like this, at this time he and Takahashi Shota were almost face to face, so close distance, and suddenly attacked by the opponent, especially the opponent's blood There was also a fierce wind in the mouthful, obviously there was a hard object mixed in it, and it was straight to his eyes.

Although the golden master can protect the flesh with a strong golden body, the eyes can't protect it, and Takahashi Shota himself is a master of the golden body, and the golden body can naturally break the golden body.

Zhang Huashui only had time to subconsciously close his eyes, and then felt a sharp pain in front of him, as if he had been stabbed in the eye by an iron bar, he roared, knowing that something was wrong, and immediately controlled his personal sword to draw a sword flower in front of him, strictly protecting his body, and he himself retreated frantically.

Sure enough, Takahashi Shota hit successfully, and immediately swung the knife and slashed down, the steel knife and the long sword fought fiercely, everyone saw the sword light and sword shadow on the field, sparks were everywhere, and when the sword was separated again, Zhang Huashui had already fallen to the sidelines, Zhang Tongtian grabbed it and supported his body.

Zhang Tongtian looked at it at a glance, and saw that Zhang Huashui's tightly closed eyes and eyelids were red, and he let out a heart-rending roar, shouting: "It's painful to kill Lao Tzu!

Zhang Tongtian grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't move, let me see!"

Zhang Huashui closed his eyes tightly and roared angrily: "Senior brother, let go of me, Lao Tzu is going to kill this beast! Lao Tzu's eyes, ahhhh

Zhang Tongtian pressed Zhang Huashui with both hands, and he said sharply with anger on his face: "Don't be impulsive, you have already lost! Senior brother, stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood!!"

Zhang Huashui turned a deaf ear, roaring and about to rush up again.

Zhang Tongtian's eyes were red, his palm was a knife, and he slashed at Zhang Huashui's neck, cutting him unconscious, he turned his head and ordered his disciple to take Zhang Huashui off the field, but he glared at Takahashi Shota with sharp eyes.

Takahashi Shota originally wanted to take advantage of the momentum to pursue and take the life of this Zhang Huashui with one sword, but he suddenly saw a long sword hanging in the air behind Zhang Tongtian, this long sword bloomed with three-color divine light, majestic, and awe-inspiring.

Although Takahashi Shota was fierce and arrogant, he was not a fool, and he could see at a glance that this was an absolutely rare sword magic weapon in the Chinese cultivation world, and he immediately stopped his steps, watching Zhang Tongtian bring Zhang Huashui into the crowd from a distance.

Zhang Tongtian glared at Zhang Huashui angrily for a while, and after his chest rose and fell violently for a while, he snorted angrily: "Our Qingcheng faction lost!" After speaking, he turned his head and walked into the crowd.

After Takahashi Shota listened to Saionji Tsunekatsu's translation, he laughed proudly, and when he laughed, blood immediately flowed from his mouth, and those with sharp eyes found that the tongue in his mouth was already short, and the flesh and blood at the broken mouth were blurred!

Zhang Ling was shocked and exclaimed in a low voice: "Could it be that this guy bit off his tongue just now, and then sprayed Zhang Tongtian with his tongue?"

Zhang Liufang looked at the evil monk on the field who didn't know what the pain was, her body trembled slightly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Just spurt out his blood, why do you want to bite off your tongue?"

Zhang Kongyun also showed a look of horror on his face: "Do you think that this mouthful of his blood is the blood that Zhang Huashui beat him to indiscriminately before? No, you are wrong! The strongest cultivator is the five internal organs, if the five internal organs are beaten to the point of bleeding, then Takahashi is going to die too early, how can he spew such a ferocious force! He bit off his tongue to spew out this mouthful of flesh and blood! This person ...... It's terrifying! I've heard that the monks of the Pure Land sect have been trained to be killing machines that don't know pain or fear, and I can't imagine seeing them today...... And so it was!"

Takahashi Shota bit the tip of his tongue and won, blood kept gushing out of his mouth, but his face was triumphant, he didn't mean to end at all, he grinned, his short tongue was particularly hideous and terrifying in the eyes of everyone, he looked proud, and said vaguely: "Who else will send him to death!"

Zhang Kongyun's face changed, and he was about to step forward, but he saw a slender hand on his shoulder, Zhang Kongyun turned his head to look, but saw Ziyuan said with a cold face: "Kong Yun Zhenren, let me come!"