Zhang Zhengxiong leaned against the ring and stared at Zhang Xingyu who was on the ring, "It's interesting..."

"Is that true?" Zhang Xingyu raised his hand and stretched out his hand to pull the sword condenser. The purple winged sword in his hand, and a trace of current flashed.

Zhang Zhengxiong tilted his neck and smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled it out as a knife condenser. The blood-red executioner beheaded the knife in his hand, and the whole knife was like blood jade.

"You!!! Actually!! Where did you learn the sword condenser technique?!" Zhang Xingyu was shocked, and Zhang Wenyuan was also stunned. If you know the sword condenser technique, you must... Could it be!!

"The upper and lower parts are not in shape, so why should I examine it!" Zhang Zhengxiong took the initiative and attacked him head-on, as if he was like a peerless ferocious beast. Zhang Xingyu looked at him coming from the front, and for some reason he felt timid. That's right, it was a kind of subconsciousness in the gene telling his cell, a sense of oppression... But he quickly got rid of it. If he couldn't, he would have to use the third knife! "Nine places! How to make a grave!"

The purple blade and the blood knife were slashed together. The Nine Swords Tianwen was different from other martial arts. Nine Swords. Nine Swords. Nine Swords seemed to be Nine Swords, but in fact they were one. Each of these Nine Swords asked each of the swords was as powerful as the previous sword. By the ninth question, the sword came out and the world was divided. The name of the first sword in the world was not a false name. Zhang Xingyu's third sword and Zhang Zhengxiong's first sword were in opposition, but he didn't want to go up and down. Zhang Zhengxiong took a step back a little, but this half step was removed by the release of the two rituals of the Bagua technique. Others were also stunned. Tian Sword Jiuwen actually blocked the third sword by the first sword. Is this huge difference in strength?

Qin San shook his head with a smile. The talents of Ah Xiong and Lin Le were really terrifying. Ah Xiong was not a win. Although his internal strength was much stronger than the other party, he just said that he was a bit arrogant and not a big deal. He was considered a master of art and courage. He used hexagrams to play the opponent's sword energy, Dui to Xun, and combined with the reflex ability to merge the body, forcibly remove the opponent's almost seven levels of power. Although it is not difficult for him, how long has Ah Xiong been to join his own disciple? The pace of the hexagrams, the qi and the hand hexagrams have been transformed into the body. This should be the guidance of Senior Lin. It will take a long time for him to teach him this, and Lele is also.

Zhang Zhengxiong showed the image of a white tiger, and his left hand shook white thunder! He bombarded his chest and left. Zhang Xingyu quickly pulled a knife to block it, but was knocked away by Zhang Zhengxiong with a palm of white thunder.

"The ninth level of Zengcheng! How many miles is it!" Zhang Zhengxiong jumped into the air and raised the blood blade with one hand. Under the background of the night sky, the blood blade was like a blood moon emitting a dazzling red light.

"Fourth question!! Not good!! Xingyu can't take it!!!" Zhang Wenyuan left with a knife shadow, Huang Zhong snorted coldly and pulled out the mountain knife, and the sun tattoo on his back lit up again. "Touched my deputy group, I slashed him!!"

"God of anger, General Huang calmed down. He just blocked Ah Xiong's sword. This sword was a little out of control. If he hit the opponent, he would be worried about his life. I guess Ah Xiong didn't expect the power either." Lin Liang's feather fan pressed on Huang Zhong's shoulder to comfort him, and Huang Zhong snorted coldly.

xv looked at Huang Zhong, did Xiao Huang have such a bad temper after going out? Brother, look at the atmosphere, everyone sitting everywhere is full of big guys. "Xiao Huang, low-key, low-key... Don't cause trouble for yourself."

Zhang Zhengxiong's fourth sword fell, and Zhang Wenyuan accurately caught it. He was shocked. The fourth sword actually had the power of the fifth sword! He increased!! Zhang Zhengxiong's shoulder hexagram, which was like Lihuo Zhen Lei, appeared, possessed by the image of the blue dragon, and his eyes were intimidating. His bloody aura made him feel the danger. He pushed Zhang Zhengxiong away and said, "Stop, we lost..."

Zhang Zhengxiong also knew that he underestimated the knife just now. After all, the first time he used it, he was just a blow that he wanted to do his best. He didn't say much, just nodded.

"Your Nine Knife and Sword Condensing Sword Master?" Zhang Wenyuan asked as he left.

"A senior with the surname Lin." Zhang Zhengxiong's words made Zhang Wenyuan think of two people, and asked the sect to investigate Zhang Zhengxiong. He looked at Zhang Zhengxiong on the ring, and was proficient in the gossip and two rituals and nine swords. Senior Lin, is it really him? His eyes came to Lin Liang. No one knew his age, but Senior Lin was a very cautious person. He sighed. In terms of talent, this son is not a thing in the pool. He already has the power. Moreover, if he did not perceive the error, he was very likely to have his own quasi-field. This is a realm and domain that he could not reach for the time being, even though he could draw the sixth sword.

"The Ten Thousand Swords!! It's the Ten Thousand Swords of the Lin family!!" Zhang Wenyuan looked over, looking at another disciple of Qin San's hand-made sword seal, and made the moves of the Ten Thousand Swords, and also softened the Bagua and Two-Element Art. Dozens of virtual swords came out and penetrated towards Yunlong. Yunlong was also stunned by the Ten Thousand Swords, but immediately reacted and flashed! He instantly swept the sword energy and jumped into the sky dragon with his bow step. Hu Kunlong Qian!

Lin Le's sword seal in his left hand, and his right hand uses the Bagua Two-Yi technique, Yin Xun Water, and Yangli Zhuo. One hand actually carries four kinds of bright and dark hexagrams. Qin San couldn't help but applaud. Lin Le's talent lies in his magical understanding. He doesn't know this hand. He can do one-handed two-Yi and two-Yi hexagram, but he has to have one-handed two-Yi and four-Yi, which is even he that hexagrams can't be done by himself. Ah Xiong can integrate the Bagua Two-Yi technique into his own field. Lele can present such a hexagram with one hand. Genius? This can no longer be called a genius. One day they will block one side and merge their own sect and become masters.

Yunlong, who seemed to be roaring with a tiger, slamming his palm and hit Lin Le's little hand, as if he was stuck in the sea, and was stuck by the energy of his little hand. He seemed to see a black slumber Feng Shui vortex constantly pulling and pulling his own force, kicking away with his feet, and the Thunder Dragon Leg!! Beheaded and left, Lin Le had no intention of hiding. Xiaomei, the spiritual substitute, blocked the Thunder Dragon Leg with one hand. In everyone's opinion, Yunlong's Thunder Dragon Leg, which was less than ten centimeters away from Lin Le's neck, stopped in the air. Lin Le pointed at Yunlong's throat with a handsome sword, "Old Dragon, you lose!"

Yun Long's eyes came to his beheading leg. Something blocked his thunder dragon leg. His body-protecting qi? Such a strong body-protecting qi? He couldn't figure it out and could only sigh, "I lost, I will learn about your Bagua and Two-Yi Art next time."

Lin Liang knew what was blocking the attack, the spirit zombie Xiaomei, which can be said to be the killing weapon of Lele. It is not only his guardian spirit, but also an evolutionary spirit that grew up with him. If she did not calculate it wrong, she and Lele are likely to be mirror-like spiritual connections, and both sides complement each other.

Ye Cang watched Hongxia approaching and finally walked towards everyone. A woman in red clothes and red hair came to her.

Su Tianxing originally planned to help her junior sister test Lao Li, but her eyes were inseparable from Lin Lan. Countless emotions flashed across her eyes, and finally she stayed in resentment and anger. Lin Lan had a look of indifferent, as if she had seen an old classmate who had not seen for a long time, and learned from Lin Liang's occasional hip-hop accent "hey~~~long time no see~~~ Tianxing."

"Uncle, I feel like what I say is a bit stupid..." Lin Lan's clothes also refer to the photos sent by Lin Liang recently. She thought it was a new secular civilian casual wear, so she almost went to get earrings.
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