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Chapter 472: The magic knife blocks the way

The two swords competed, and the scene was shocking, but Ji Tianjie was defeated without any suspense. Everyone recalled the grand scene of the stars rotating in the sky just now. Regardless of whether they were proficient in swordsmanship, they praised him at the intersection, and congratulated Xuanyuan Gate on the birth of another swordsman genius who looked down on the world.

After seeing Ye Huayu's swordsmanship, Zhengzhou heroes had no regrets anymore. They all bowed their fists and said goodbye and went back west.

Watching the knights go away, as reserved as Hu Zhijun, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Huayu, the secret sword technique of the Ye family is carried forward in your hands, which is the blessing of Xuanyuan! After this battle, your reputation will spread throughout the Central Plains.

, the ordinary people are no longer qualified to challenge you."

Ye Huayu bowed and said, "Thanks to the elder's careful guidance."

Hu Zhijun looked at Bai Jianshuang with red light, and Du Zhengchao said earnestly: "You both have inherited the unique skills of your family. You must work hard and study them, master the essence, and strive to achieve the state of freedom of receiving and receiving as much as Huayu. The heroes gathered in Kaifeng City,

There will inevitably be continuous struggles at that time, and you must not fall into the reputation of Xuanyuan Gate!"

Bai Jianshuang, Du Zhengchao's heart was mixed, and finally got Fu Jingtao, and Ye Huayu pressed his head tightly, making him dull. He was honest and honest, and as for what he thought in his heart.

Only God knows.

The group cleaned up slightly and continued on the road. After walking for a few miles, a green forest appeared in front of them. There was a huge rock next to the entrance of the forest. A young man in black sat on the stone with a steel knife in his arms, his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, and his evil spirit lingered, like

A lion who is sleeping cannot be violated.

Come again!

Ninety-nine percent of those who dare to show up to block the road at this time are undoubtedly the top challengers on the Qingyun List.

Before the elders could give instructions, Bai Jianshuang shot forward like an arrow from the string, held the hilt tightly and shouted: "Yu, who are you? How dare you stop my Xuanyuan and his party alone? Do you want to die?"

The young man in black suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold and electric gaze shot towards Bai Jianshuang, frowned and said, "What are you? You scream so hard that you don't know what you think!"

Bai Jianshuang was furious: "Young Master is Bai Jianshuang, a disciple of Xuanyuan!"

The young man in black shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it."

Bai Jianshuang's blood surged, and her face turned red: "I am also a famous and surnamed person on the Song Dynasty Qingyun List, don't you know?"

The young man in black said proudly: "Except for the missing Fu Jingtao, the only thing I can remember on the Qingyun List is Ye Huayu, so I don't need to pay attention to it. I am Situ Xi of the God Sect, and I am the third person under the leader of the sect.

Do you hear it clearly?”

Bai Jianshuang was immediately shocked and blurted out: "Are you Zong Wei's apprentice?"

Situ Xi stood upside down with his eyebrows and shouted, "Bold! A mere unknown man called the leader's name, is it because he was too long?" He stood up, and his deliberate restraint erupted like lava. He kicked his feet, and he had a knife.

Punched off the huge rock, and slashed it with a straightforward brisk lift!

The blade was facing the murderous aura and he didn't mind cutting off the other party's head.

If you don’t move, you will be killed by the death move!

It turns out that although the disciples of the Demon Cult originated from the Demon Sect, they prefer to claim themselves as the "Divine Cult", and promote the doctrine of "equalizing the rich and poor, loving the believers, and building the kingdom of gods". They believe that only by destroying all existing orders can an ideal kingdom be established.

Therefore, he advocates power and worships demon gods. His foundation is located in the Great Snow Mountains on the northwest plateau. He has countless strong people and is deeply afraid of the major sects of Baidao.

The late Tang Dynasty happened to be in chaos in the Central Plains, and the Demon Sect also intervened in the chaos in the world, joined forces with the clan and flew together to try to establish the **** dynasty, but finally encountered the blow of the great master Tang Yuanjun. Many Demon Sect Masters either fell or were imprisoned.

, The rest of the world retreated in a hurry, and finally retained some vitality. After decades of dormant and forbearance, the Demon Cult has become strong again, and has been infiltrating the Central Plains and Jiangnan for the past decade, acting aggressively, causing many bloody storms.

Zong Wei, the leader of the Demon Cult, is domineering, cruel, debauchery, lustful, and a hero who makes the heroes in the world look scared. He is also a recognized top master in the world. He has a perfect magical skill and is said to be able to move mountains and fill the sea with his hands. Zong Weiguang

Among them, five of them were the best disciples. The most well-known one was Mo Li. Situ Xi only moved in the northwest plateau desert in the past, and his reputation did not spread to the Central Plains. But how could the disciples of the Demon Sect leader be weak?

But when a knife was slashed from the air, the sword's energy surged, as if it could cut off the Yangtze River.

Bai Jianshuang didn't expect to bump into Zong Wei's apprentice. When he was stunned, he was locked by the enemy's sword energy, and his vest became cold. As a warrior who was practicing sword skills, he certainly understood the importance of attacking first, and knew even more.

You must not give in at this time, otherwise you will be defeated after meeting.

Canglang! The steel knife was unsheathed and rolled up a white wave, facing the terrifying magic knife. The matter was hasty, and there was no politeness at all. It was a trick to get the bottom of the box when it was taken.

When! The two swords intersect, the strong wind whistles, and the floating soil is flying in three meters in a radius.

The energy recoiled, and Bai Jianshuang couldn't help but retreated more than a foot back, mopping her feet on the floor, and plowing out two deep marks.

Situ Xi looked at him with a little surprise: "It's not a fool, it's not bad!"

When Bai Jianshuang heard this comment, her throat almost spitted out blood. Suddenly, she saw a flash in front of her eyes. Situ Xi took the opportunity to sweep her back with a knife. Oh no, she fell into a trap! Bai Jianshuang lost the initiative for the second time and was upset to hold the knife in her arms.

When! A powerful force of Mo Yu rushed over, floating down the plate, and staggered backwards again with the sword force. He was both ashamed and annoyed, and felt that the fire on his face was not feeling hot, but the other party's sword skills, body skills, and strength

If you are placed there, you have to endure no matter how unwilling you are.

Situ Xi sneered, "It's too tender!" Just as he was about to swing the third knife, the black shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes, and the cold wind blew on his face, and an iron spear flew over from afar, and the bitter spear intent destroyed the soul.

"Du Zhengchao came to ask for advice!"

"Du Family Spear?" Situ Xi was so energetic that he turned back to the knife and cleverly picked the iron spear.

Ding Ding Ding! The swords and guns collided at high speed in a small space, and the figures leaped and flew, but saw the guns like dragons and tigers, and the swords like tigers. What a thrilling battle between dragons and tigers!

Hu Zhijun, Ye Huayu and others moved closer, silently staring at the battle situation, with a serious expression.

Bai Jianshuang, who was completely ignored, stood silently, her face turned pale, blue and red, and she felt ashamed.

Du Zhengchao, with his sharpness as a newborn calf, was not afraid of a tiger, swung his gun and attacked quickly. In the initial fashion, he could defeat his opponent, but once his sharpness passed, his offense obviously weakened.

On the contrary, Situ Xi became more and more brave as he fought. The sword light rolled like a silver ball. Suddenly, he shook his wrist and used force to break the gun. The man followed the sword and slashed around Du Zheng.

Du Zhengchao's long spear is conducive to long attacks but not to close combat. He was forced to sweep backwards and try to regain the distance and get back to the disadvantage. Situ Xi laughed wildly and said, "It's too late!" He suppressed the iron spear with a knife, poked his left palm out, and headed towards him.
Chapter completed!
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