Fu Jingtao subconsciously touched his cheek, full of depression. Why did he become an enemy of the Southern Tang family for no reason? Is this too ridiculous? Or is it really as the other party said, his parents hide a huge secret? They restrained them.

The sharp edge lives in seclusion in a small border town and has never shown his martial arts skills. The biggest possibility is to avoid enemies.

Xie Yuanzhen said coldly: "It seems that Xiao Kuanglan has long been degenerated into a demon, and even his son has practiced demon skills and has become a little demon! The Xiao family in Jinling should be up to you."

Fu Jingtao sighed and said, "I'll say it again, your grudges and entanglements with the Xiao family have nothing to do with me! Young Master Yang Tao, who is studying under the Blood Demon King Wu Li, have you heard it clearly?"

Xie Yuanzhen was not willing to believe it, and said in a deep voice: "Give up the sword immediately and kneel down, don't ask for trouble!"

Fu Jingtao's heart was filled with anger, and the red light in his eyes gradually became stronger. He grinned and said, "The head can be cut off and blood can flow. It is impossible for me to kneel down and surrender!"

Xie Yuanzhen laughed and said, "You have learned Xiao Kuanglan's bad temper very much, but I don't know how many swords I can take?" He raised his hand and slashed his head towards him, just like a sword slashing a hundred-foot waterfall.

When the sword arrived, the vast and boundless sword energy flew wildly, and hissing and making a loud noise.

Fu Jingtao was ready to fight early. As soon as Xie Yuanzhen's long sword moved, he thrust his sword forward at the same time, and he would rescue him when attacking the enemy. He would not hesitate to adopt the tactic of burning both jade and stone. Objectively speaking, Xie Yuanzhen's swordsmanship has reached the peak of his acquired skills for 20 years.

It is enough to easily defeat Gao Chengmin. If he competes with swords completely according to the opponent's rhythm and routine, he will undoubtedly lose.

I saw the sword go away like a meteor, breaking through the rolling waves of air, pointing directly to Xie Yuanzhen's eyebrows.

Xie Yuanzhen said in surprise: "How come the smell of Xuanyuan Sword Technique?" The sword sank slightly in the middle of the journey, and it hit Fu Jingtao's sword in a diagonal manner.

Although Fu Jingtao had already tried his best, he was still numb by the blow, his fingers were torn apart, and his body couldn't help but fly back several feet back, and after landing, he sprayed a mouthful of blood. His entire left arm was numb,

Blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, and the sword was inserted into the ground with its hands.

With just one sword, he lost nearly half of his combat power.

Li Bixia's eyes were complicated and she bit her teeth lightly and said, "Uncle Xie Liu, don't kill him."

Xie Yuanzhen said: "What should I do to kill him? I picked out the tendons of this evil species and took them back to Jinling City. Then I tried to lure Xiao Kuanglan to rescue him and let the father and son go to the underworld together."

Li Bixia shook her hands. If she was useless in her martial arts, it would be better to kill him on the spot!

Fu Jingtao was firmly locked by his opponent's sword intent, and he didn't even have a chance to turn around and escape. He changed his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword, took a deep breath, and said, "My life is my own, not my own!" The true energy flowed, and the spirit was condensed.

Countless figures flew across their minds in a flash. The sword intent buzzed like a volcano erupting, with long hair rising without wind, and all the weeds within three feet of the surrounding area fell.

His left eye was red and his right eye was dark. A violent and ruthless demonic energy and a vast and powerful sword energy were incredibly intertwined, and a huge pillar of air rushed straight into the sky.

The sword light suddenly shone, and an extremely dangerous aura rushed towards Xie Yuanzhen.

Xie Yuanzhen frowned unconsciously and said disdainfully: "Just struggle to death!"

Fu Jingtao roared, "Kill! Kill!! Kill!!" His wrists shook, the tip of the sword jumped up, and the big bunch of soil shot away like an arrow from the string. The soles of his feet pushed the ground, and he led the people.

The sword rushed towards the enemy. Every time he took a step, his fighting spirit became stronger in his heart until it was boiling!

He was dissatisfied! He was unwilling! He was unwilling!

Why should the grievances of the previous generation affect the younger generation?

Why is this Xie man above the judging attitude?

How can his life and future be decided by others?

As long as you have passionate blood in your chest and a long sword in your hand, you can poke a hole in this day and fight to the death!

The fierce fighting spirit spread like a tide, and even Li Bixia had to float behind her. She looked at Fu Jingtao, who was so powerful that she looked like a mad tiger, and felt inexplicably cramped in her heart. Why was he a descendant of the Xiao family?

Xie Yuanzhen's pupils shrank slightly and he sneered: "It's interesting. It's a pity that you've been born wrong!" He raised his left palm and knocked down the soil that shot. The sword in his right hand bounced up quickly, like a galaxy flowing and shining, and immediately spread out mysterious things in the air.

The light.

Fu Jingtao was not confused by the illusion at all. His body movements became faster and faster. He penetrated his arms and wrists and elbows. He obeyed his heart and stabbed a sword in the wind. His speed was as fast as lightning, and his skill was not skillful.

At this moment, he gave up any moves and skills and turned into a sword. The sword was released without distractions, only the purest sword intent and the completely burning fighting spirit!

Even if there is a wall in front of him, he cannot retreat.

Even if the enemy is as cruel as a demon, he cannot be afraid.

Life and death, yin and yang, black and white, hardness and softness... all transform into this sword, the strong wind is whistling, the murderous aura is rolling, and the invincible sword intent is unbroken.

Xie Yuanzhen's face finally changed, and his eyes flashed with surprise, vigilance, jealousy and murderous intent. This son can integrate various artistic conceptions at a young age and create tricks that implicitly have the way of the way. Once he is given the right space to continue to grow, wouldn't it be

The disaster of the Southern Tang family? Looking at the young generation of the five major families, who can have such a terrible qualification?

Faced with such a sharp sword, Xie Yuanzhen did not block it and suddenly shook his body and retreated violently.

Li Bixia was stunned and could not believe her eyes. You must know that Xie Yuanzhen is a famous swordsman in the Southern Tang Dynasty. He was a top master who was one step away from the master of swordsmanship. He retreated without fighting? If such a thing is promoted, no one would believe it.

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Fu Jingtao also did not expect that his opponent would choose to give in. He stabbed the sky with one sword, and couldn't help but yell, and the second sword chased and stabbed him tightly.

Xie Yuanzhen kept his body movements and retreated along the long sword.

One drum will make the energy worse, and three drums will be exhausted.

Fu Jingtao stabbed the air with two consecutive swords, and his strength returned to pieces. When the third sword was stabbed out, he could no longer maintain a harmonious and ethereal state. The sword body trembled slightly, and naturally evolved into changes in yin and yang, hardness, softness, and lightness.

Xie Yuanzhen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his toes turned his strength back into advance. He raised his sword and drew across the night sky, hitting the sword in front of the sword like a thunder. He ignored his identity and face and avoided the enemy's sharpness, and then seized the opponent's flaws and launched a counterattack.

, bring the key points of avoiding the real and attacking the virtual to the extreme.

when!

An unprecedented bright light ball exploded, and hundreds of sword energy shot in all directions. Hurricanes broke out, sand and stones flew, and violent sounds echoed in the valleys.

Maybe after a moment, maybe after a long time, the two swords separated, Fu Jingtao spitted blood and staggered backwards, his right arm fell to his side, and the sword tip mopped the ground and drew a long sword mark. Seeing the situation, his right half of his body was also shocked.

Ma, I can't even lift the sword.

Xie Yuanzhen raised his sword flat and said lightly: "I will give you one last chance, abandon the sword, and kneel down!"

Fu Jingtao spat a mouthful of bloody saliva, stood upright and said word by word: "Stop talking nonsense, come and fight!"
Chapter completed!