He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and actually used the sword in his hand as a sword, slashing at the oncoming flaming horse and the young man in black, trying to cut them in half.
He used 100% of his strength with this sword because he wanted to show his ability and let Butcher Zhang and the tens of thousands of troops on the slope see how powerful he was.
Phew——
The flaming horse neighed loudly, raised its front hooves high and stepped fiercely towards Lu Feiluan, and a stream of colorful power spurted out from its hooves.
when!
Lu Feiluan's sword struck the seven-colored power spurting out from the flaming horse's front hooves. The sword suddenly paused, then bounced back and flew out from Lu Feiluan's hand.
Then Lu Feiluan leaned back and was knocked upside down from the chariot.
Seeing the entire scene, one feels as if Lu Feiluan's sword was striking a rampaging mountain.
"good!"
"Well done!"
In the camp on the slope, the soldiers who were filled with anger by Lu Feiluan suddenly burst into enthusiastic cheers when they saw the majesty of the flaming horse and the young man in black.
It's just that the young man in black didn't take advantage of the victory and knock Lu Feiluan over, which made them feel that it was not enough to relieve their anger.
When Jia Zhongmou saw Butcher Zhang looking at the young man in black down the slope, he stood up emotionally and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Master, do you know this young man?"
"He is Guangyao's son Zhang Xiaozu." Butcher Zhang replied after calming down his excitement.
"Ah?!" Jia Zhongmou and Hu Buhu couldn't help being shocked when they heard this.
Although they had heard about Zhang Xiaozu from Butcher Zhang, they still couldn't hide their shock when they saw Zhang Xiaozu in person so unexpectedly.
The boy in black is Zhang Xiaopou.
He was on his way to the Eternal City to find Butcher Zhang. He heard Lu Feiluan calling for battle to Butcher Zhang from a distance. He thought he was such a great person, but he never thought to get closer and see that he was actually a young man in his thirties.
Thinking that the old man had been a hero all his life, but now that he has failed to prove his enlightenment and is a late hero, he is blocked in front of the door by the juniors and is helpless. Zhang Xiaopou couldn't help but feel extremely sad and furious at the same time.
He did not take advantage of the victory to pursue Lu Feiluan, but stopped the thundering horse on the chariot, looked down at Lu Feiluan who fell to the ground, and said coldly: "Pick up your sword."
"Humph!" Lu Feiluan picked up the sword with a livid face.
As a sword cultivator, it can be said to be a great shame to have the sword knocked out of your hand, so his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he stared at Zhang Xiaopou and asked: "Who are you?"
"Zhang Xiaozu, the grandson of Butcher Zhang!"
"drive!"
After Zhang Xiaozu answered Lu Feiluan's question, he shouted loudly and jumped off the chariot on his thundering and flaming horse.
The thundering flame horse leaped dozens of steps away and arrived in front of Lu Feiluan. When its two front hooves fell, it stepped towards Lu Feiluan.
"Don't be arrogant!"
Lu Feiluan shouted angrily, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly danced with sword shadows all over the sky, covering Zhang Xiaopeng and the thundering flame horse.
He felt that he had underestimated the enemy just now, so he was defeated by Zhang Xiaopou. Now he became serious and used the supreme sword move to regain the lost face with Zhang Xiaopou.
when!
But the same scene happened again.
Lu Feiluan's gorgeous sword move was easily broken by the thundering flame horse's hoofs, and Lu Feiluan's sword was knocked out of his hand again, kicking the person backwards.
"Pick up your sword!"
Zhang Xiaozu stopped the Thundering Flame Horse again and said the same words to Lu Feiluan as before.
"This...what is he doing?"
There were soldiers in the camp who couldn't understand Zhang Xiaopou's behavior and asked the people around him doubtfully.
"If I guessed correctly, he probably wanted to use the horse's hooves to kick the black guy until he gave up."
"Obviously, he is deliberately humiliating the guy from Duyuan Tower and venting his anger on our old general."
"Haha, that's what you should do, it's so damn good to relieve your anger!"
Hearing that Zhang Xiaopou was deliberately humiliating Lu Feiluan, the soldiers who didn't understand immediately grinned and exhaled.
Hu Buhu stared at Zhang Xiaopou with a pair of black eyes, unable to hide the shock in his eyes, and said in a stunned tone: "Master, this grandson of yours is incredible!"
"Haha, I haven't seen you for more than two months, and this kid has become stronger again!" Zhang Butcher stroked his beard and laughed.
Seeing Zhang Xiaozu, most of his gloomy mood immediately dissipated.
"Master, do you want to call your nephew over? If we continue to fight, it will be equivalent to accepting the challenge." Jia Zhongmou asked.
"No, let him have a good time.
I can accept anger, but my grandson cannot accept it. If you want to fight, then fight." Butcher Zhang said with a stern expression.
"I should have done this a long time ago. I've almost suffered from internal injuries these days." Hu Buhu rolled up his sleeves and shouted.
Outside the camp gate, Lu Feiluan picked up his sword again.
"drive!"
Zhang Xiaozu immediately galvanized his horse and rushed towards Lu Feiluan.
When Lu Feiluan saw Zhang Xiaopeng trying to kick him with a horse's hoof, he suddenly became furious and roared: "Do you really think I'm easy to bully?!"
Roaring casually, he rushed forward.
His figure suddenly became erratic, leaving afterimages in the air, making people dazzled and unable to find his true body.
This is the footwork "Stepping on the Snow without Trace", which is one of Duyuanlou's secret techniques.
But he met his nemesis.
Zhang Xiaozu, who possesses the barrier-breaking state of mind, can not only see through Lu Feiluan's true identity at a glance, but can even capture his movements.
Phew——
The thundering flame horse suddenly stood up, and then stepped forward with both hooves.
Its two huge hooves penetrated Lu Feiluan's body without any hindrance.
"not good!"
When the soldiers in the camp saw this scene, their hearts trembled in unison, thinking that Zhang Xiaopou had been deceived by Lu Feiluan's fake body.
"snort!"
Lu Feiluan snorted proudly, thinking that Zhang Xiaozu had been deceived by his fake identity, and he was very confident, because "Treading on the Snow Without Traces" had always been successful.
His true body was behind Zhang Xiaozu, and his sharp sword stabbed Zhang Xiaozu's back silently.
The thundering flame horse's butt suddenly stuck out, and its two hind hooves flew out backwards. One hoof kicked Lu Feiluan's sword, and the other hoof kicked into Lu Feiluan's heart.
Lu Feiluan vomited blood and flew backwards, and the sword fell out of his hand again.
"Ha ha--"
The soldiers who were worried about Zhang Xiaozu were so amused by this scene that they burst out laughing.
Only then did they realize that what the horse was best at was not stepping with its front hooves, but pushing its hooves backwards.
"It's right in the center. It looks like it's seriously injured."
They looked at Lu Feiluan, who was curled up on the ground like a prawn with his belly in his arms, feeling unlucky and happy about his misfortune.
"Pick up your sword!"
Zhang Xiaozu turned the horse's head, looked at Lu Feiluan with a cold face, and asked him to pick up the sword again.
Lu Feiluan's face turned pale. He endured the severe pain in his internal organs and got up from the ground. He awkwardly cupped his fists towards Zhang Xiaopou and said, "I'm going to admit defeat!"
Zhang Xiaozhu yelled angrily: "You can't even beat the horse under the crotch of Butcher Zhang's grandson, what qualifications do you have to challenge him? I don't think you are worthy of carrying his shoes."
puff--
Lu Feiluan felt the greatest humiliation in his life. He was so angry that he vomited blood.
"Get out of here!"
Zhang Xiaozu shouted angrily at Lu Feiluan, his voice was like rolling thunder, exploding in Lu Feiluan's ears, shocking his soul.
"Get out of here!"
"Get out of here!"
"Get out of here!"
Loud shouts resounded in the camp.
Lu Feiluan fled in a hurry like a bereaved dog.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A burst of applause suddenly sounded in the air, and an old man in a green robe walked out of the folding space.
His eyes fell on Zhang Xiaopou and he praised: "As expected of Zhang Butcher's grandson, he is really majestic and domineering!"
After speaking, he looked at Butcher Zhang and said: "Old butcher, since you accepted the challenge, let's fight to the fullest. What's wrong with hiding behind my apprentice and grandson all the time? Come out and fight me!"
"Grandpa, is he worthy of your action?" Zhang Xiaozu asked, looking at Butcher Zhang in the camp.
"It's just a defeated general." Butcher Zhang responded.
Zhang Xiaozu nodded and said: "Then grandson, please help you get rid of him."
"You have traveled a long way and are tired, so you should rest and let your uncle know him," said Butcher Zhang.
The implication is to tell Zhang Xiaopou that this person is not something he can deal with, and to ask him not to show off.
"I don't need to do anything, master."
Zhang Xiaozu pressed his hand on the horse's back, his body rose into the sky, and he rushed to the old man in green robes. He already had the bone knife in his hand and struck him in the head.
"Haha, you kid, you are so arrogant!"
The old man in green robe stroked his beard with his right hand and laughed heartily. He didn't take Zhang Xiaopou's knife seriously at all.
His left hand was wrapped in the power of the stars and he grabbed the split bone knife, trying to catch Zhang Xiaopeng's bone knife with his bare hands.
But when his palm caught the bone knife blade, the smile on his face instantly froze.
His raised arm sank suddenly, as if the bone knife weighed ten thousand kilograms and his hand could not hold it.
Under the extremely shocked gazes of everyone, the old man in green robe was struck on the forehead by Zhang Xiaopeng, and his body fell from the sky like a kite with broken strings.
