In the sword sect competition, I didn’t see many swords, but all I could see were sticks. This would be a huge loss to the Seven Swords Alliance.
"Isn't the stick player still coming down?" Li Taiping looked up at Wen Ruyu and said with a smile.
The answer to Li Taiping was a stick, a stick full of energy...
Wen Ruyu slashed his head from the air, and saw the stick hit Li Taiping's blocking arm hard, making a loud explosion. It was indeed an explosion, because the stick could not withstand the dual pressure of true energy and strength, and exploded into pieces.
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"It's light!" Li Taiping said.
The answer to Li Taiping was still a stick. Wen Ruyu, who had landed on the ground, casually pulled out an eyebrow-level stick and smashed it at Li Taiping. The same angle, the same strength, and the same explosion of debris in the sky.
"It's still light!"
One line after another, one sentence after another...
"Master, Master, this is much more exciting than having a big stone smashed into your chest!" The little maid stared at the two people fighting fiercely in the field, clapped her hands and said with a smile.
Li Xia rolled her eyes again and cursed in her heart, "You are a stupid girl who has never seen the world, even your young master can do it!".
In the blink of an eye, only one stick was left among the dozen or so sticks. Wen Ruyu's figure was like lightning. He pulled out the last eyebrow-level stick and chopped it down on the head. Seeing that the stick was about to hit Li Taiping, the corners of Wen Ruyu's mouth turned upward slightly.
Warped up a bit...
when--
There was a clang of gold and iron, and Li Taiping's blocking arm was knocked down by half an inch. Li Taiping smiled with satisfaction and said: "Hey! Iron stick? Did you take it out earlier! This will give you some strength, otherwise it won't hurt.
It’s so boring to fight with those who don’t care!”
Wen Ruyu didn't laugh because she couldn't. There was an iron rod mixed in the wooden stick. I don't know how many people suffered a secret loss and were knocked down by the iron rod. Unexpectedly, this person was not taken into account.
"Don't be stunned, keep going!" Li Taiping urged.
Wen Ruyu held her breath, waiting for this last moment to retort, but the other party didn't give him this chance. She couldn't help but blush, screamed strangely, and swung the iron rod at Li Taiping desperately. He wanted to smash the boy's
With a mouth full of teeth, he can no longer fart.
There was a loud knocking, just like going to a blacksmith shop...
Wen Ruyu's iron rod was bent, and the hand holding the iron rod was shaking, and blood flowed out along the fingers. That was his blood. Wen Ruyu had no strength, but the man was still standing well, and there was no trace of blood from the beginning to the end.
Moved. Suddenly, the man moved, slowly approaching step by step...
"This stick is useless, oh! By the way, don't you still have one, don't you plan to use it? If you don't use it, it will be my turn." Li Taiping glanced at Wen Ruyu's lower body and approached with a smirk.
Li Taiping moved and suddenly rushed in front of Wen Ruyu. With just one punch, he saw Wen Ruyu fall into the lake far away with the iron rod...
I saw Wen Ruyu appearing in the lake for a while, and then disappearing again...
"S-save me! I-I can't-swim-"
Li Taiping stood by the lake, looking at the ups and downs of Wen Ruyu, and asked doubtfully: "Are you able to do it or not?"
Not to mention the calm West Lake, the eighth-level warrior can cross even the turbulent rivers with a reed. Unfortunately, Wen Ruyu's true energy has been exhausted long ago, and he actually took a punch from Li Taiping. It's a disaster that he didn't faint on the spot.
I'm so lucky, how can I improve my energy and lighten my body?
A purple figure swept across the lake and rescued Wen Ruyu...
Wen Ruyu took a breath, lowered her head and returned to the pergola with a pale face, and said with a wry smile: "You are so incompetent, I made a few people laugh!"
"Mr. Wen, please don't say that. I'm afraid this person's martial arts has already reached the ninth level. If anyone here were to replace him, the result would be the same." Tong Sihai said hurriedly.
Tong Sihai said this, but he didn't think so in his heart. What kind of bullshit master thought he was so powerful, but it was nothing more than that.
The Xuanhu Sword Sect won the first game, so let’s look at the second game. The Great Elder’s seventh-grade cultivation level versus the seventh-grade dual-swordsman, it’s hard to say the outcome, but fortunately we won here.
In a game, the pressure is much less than that of the other party, and the mentality is naturally better than that of the other party.
Before the double-sword guest came on stage, he glanced in the direction of Li Xia and secretly felt cruel in his heart. He couldn't lose this time even if he risked his life. If he lost, even if the young master let him go, I'm afraid he wouldn't let him go either.
One is for the sect, the other is for survival. It is self-evident who is more ruthless. The fight was fierce and tragic. The elder broke his arm, and the double-sword guest opened a half-foot-long gash in his chest. Two
Bloody people, no one is willing to admit defeat, just like a defeated rooster is weak, but no one is willing to admit defeat.
After all, the Great Elder was old, and his energy was not as good as that of the Double Swordsman. In the end, he was defeated and fainted by the lake. However, the people of the Xuanhu Sword Sect were indeed tough enough, and the Great Elder never gave in until the end.
"You will get stronger when you are old, and you will be proud even if you are defeated! I, Lin Wanshan, admire you! I admire you!"
When the double-sword guest saw Li Xia's smile, he knew that he had made the right move this time. Regardless of whether Tong Sihai's affairs were successful or not, as long as the young master was satisfied, even if today's fight was not in vain, he would still be the master of Jiangning County Branch Helms Hall.
no problem.
Yin Sanshui looked at the little fat man of the Xuanhu Sword Sect who kept eating, and sighed helplessly. After many calculations, he still lost. How could the fourth grade beat the eighth grade, even if the eighth grade was seriously injured and only the remaining
Even with half a life, a fourth-grade person has no chance.
Shi Ruzhong and Yin Sanshui of Sikongmen looked at each other and shook their heads...
Li Taiping patted the little fat man: "Second Senior Brother, are you full? When you are full, it's your turn." Then Li Taiping whispered in his ear...
The second senior brother nodded seriously, stood up, and came to the lakeside like a moving mountain of meat.
Tong Sihai looked at the grinning Yang Xuantian whose teeth hurt when he moved and said, "I still have to help you, old man. I feel really sorry for you..."
Yang Xuantian waved his hand to interrupt Tong Sihai: "It doesn't matter! He's just a kid, I'll get rid of him in half a move."
The second senior brother stared at the old Taoist priest's swaying body and asked with concern: "Old man, can you still fight like this? I think you can't stand still. Why don't you admit defeat? I don't want to take advantage of others' danger."
"Little fat man, stop talking nonsense and take action quickly."
The second senior brother shook his head and said unbearably: "Old man, I can't help it!"
On a piece of meat, a dexterous mountain of meat rushed towards Yang Xuantian, looking like he was going to crush the opponent to death with his body. The second senior brother's eyes widened, and he stared at Yang Xuantian's sword hand without blinking.
Seeing the old Taoist move his finger, his forward body suddenly stopped, turned around and ran...
Yang Xuantian's sword had been unsheathed, but he could neither swing it nor draw it back. It was quite uncomfortable to hold it in. The boy actually ran away without even testing it.
The second senior brother ran to a safe distance, scratched his head and said to himself: "Master said that you need to have momentum when fighting with others. My momentum just now was a little lacking, so I will try again this time."
After hearing what the little fat man said, Yang Xuantian felt dumbfounded. It was a waste of opportunity. You must know that in Yang Xuantian's current state, every time luck affects the internal organs and broken ribs, causing more injuries.
The little fat man in front of him was very powerful this time and rushed over crazily. Yang Xuantian smiled and swung his sword fiercely...
Yang Xuantian's eyes almost popped out of his head. The little fat man's rushing body actually stopped. The sword energy was only half a step away from deciding the outcome.
"It still doesn't work, it's still a little bit off, old man, please wait for me!" The second senior brother ran back in a hurry.
Yang Xuantian was about to vomit blood, he was really about to vomit blood. Two times of luck made him feel chest tightness and discomfort...
The little fat man made two more trips, and Yang Xuantian couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. Even though he was so angry with the little fat man, his internal organs were hurt even more.
"You brat, you dare to play tricks on me! I'll kill you." Yang Xuantian took a strong breath of energy, flashed out with lightning, and slashed at the little fat man with a sword.
Blood splatters...
The second brother's sword was broken, and he flew out upside down with his string cut off.
Yang Xuantian's face was as pale as paper. He staggered a few times and almost fell down. If it weren't for the killing creature in his hand holding him up, he would definitely not be able to stand.
We won, although the injury was more serious, but we won. Yang Xuantian walked back step by step, but suddenly heard a weak voice behind him saying, "Old man, we haven't finished the fight yet, why did you leave! Did you leave?"
, are you hungry too?”.
The second senior brother gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground. Half of his body was stained red with blood. This sword failed to kill the second senior brother, so the second senior brother had to fight again.
"Old man, why don't you take a blow from my sword? It's not unfair." As he said this, the second senior brother raised his sword and rushed towards the old Taoist priest.
The momentum of the second senior brother looked quite intimidating. In fact, there was no real energy in the sword. The old Taoist priest's sword in the end severely damaged the meridians in the second senior brother's body. At this time, the second senior brother could not improve his luck at all. But now the old Taoist priest is better than
The second senior brother is not strong enough. He wants real energy but not real energy. He wants strength but not strength.
A little fat man and an old man were in worse condition than ordinary people, so they collided with each other. With two screams, they both fell to the ground at the same time...
"Old man, can you still get up? If you don't, I will get up."
The second senior brother tilted his head and looked at the old Taoist priest who also looked sideways at him. The two of them stared at each other...
Yang Xuantian was ready to die now. He was challenged by a young man. Especially when he saw the little fat man struggling to sit up and then stand up, his heart hurt even more.
"Old man, do you admit defeat? Just tell me, if you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for being ruthless?"
Yang Xuantian wanted to scold you, are you a fool? How can I talk when there is blood coming out of my mouth? But he saw the little fat man gritted his teeth and took half a step, and then his body like a hill fell down. He seemed to be dead.
Directly above him, the dark shadow in front of Yang Xuantian's eyes got closer and closer, and then it became completely dark, and he could no longer recognize anything.
On the official road not far from Ruyin West Lake, five hundred fully armed black-armored cavalry galloped straight towards the West Lake. Along the way, travelers, merchants, and young ladies were startled and ran away in confusion...