"The moon is full...the flowers are good."

Seeing Xiao Nan rushing from afar, Zhao Jin brought a sarcasm to the corner of his mouth, muttering a word, and suddenly swung the blood-patterned silver knife in his hand.

Like the wind sings, like the cicadas sing...

Only a buzzing tremor was heard in my ears, and the light in front of me suddenly lost, as if it had been completely swallowed by this knife. Everyone's eyes darkened, as if it was night.

In the vast night, a crescent moon first appeared, followed by a bright moonlight, as bright as a silver plate.

The lake water turned silver scales and waves, flowers blooming around, and the faint fragrance floated, almost making people forget that this was a battle between the two.

I mistakenly thought that this was gathering together on a beautiful night to enjoy the moon.

"Blade intention."

With one blow, Zhao Jin naturally heard the exclamations coming from everywhere, and felt a little proud.

Every time, he uses the full moon sword intention to do everything he can, which will arouse praise from others.

This time is no exception.

He rushed to Donghai City in advance, half of his beloved beauty, half of his desire to suppress Donghai University's rising star and his biggest competitor.

"What does it mean to be invincible in the same level? The heart sword is the supreme one. It's just a freshman in Donghai University. People praise him everywhere. It's really a big deal."

Especially a few days ago, he heard his grandfather sighing that there was a successor to the Jiuli Jian of Donghai University, and the younger generation finally showed a peerless genius who could carry a tripod. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Therefore, he is here to make trouble, just to discount the other party's will.

Aren't you strong swordsmanship? I will beat you up in public.

Isn’t you a fiancée? I’ll snatch it. I’ll break your way forward with all your might and see who is the young generation’s carrying tripod.

Zhao Bancheng, the ancestor of the Zhao family, is almost the largest businessman in Yanjing City. Not to mention wealth, the family's production capacity is not adulterated at all.

If you can protect such huge financial resources, in addition to your strong enough power, your own strength will not be much weaker. You are the first-tier master.

His full moon knife is not bad at all compared to the Bibo knife of Donghai University.

The subtle and mysterious nature of the sword intent can also rank at the forefront of the empire.

His direct descendants, such as his legitimate son and grandson, are much better than Wu Zhenguo, a student who was accepted by Bibo Dao Yue Zheng.

At least, Zhao Jin understood the intention of the sword, but Wu Zhenguo did not.

This is understandable. One party is his own grandson and the other party is just a student.

The effort spent on cultivation is different.

The moonlight is seductive.

The brilliant moon suddenly turned red like blood, with a slight obscurity and suddenly fell down. The target was naturally Xiao Nan who was leaping on the water and leaping on the waves.

A white light of a foot and a half long touched the halo of the moon, and was covered by the moonlight, and looked vague.

"Bang..."

The long and stern sounded.

The lake water stirs up big waves, and the energy sweeps...

Qin Shuang's face suddenly turned pale.

She stood not far away, drew her sword in her hand, trying to take action but was powerless.

In her eyes, Xiao Nan was already at a disadvantage and his momentum was completely suppressed.

However, I couldn't stand still and was shaking. Not to mention interfering, I couldn't even stand firmly.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back and almost fell into the lake, feeling very anxious.

Next to it, most students believed that Zhao Jin had the upper hand, and the full moon knife was intoxicating.

As a late stage of the sixth-rank blood exchange, Zhao Jin is a famous genius student in the university alliance, almost the highest level of force among students.

What's even more, he is holding a blood-blocked steel knife, and his advantages are too obvious and there is no reason to fail at all.

Two middle-aged men with cold mouths and cold faces thought so before, just watched leisurely with their arms held.

Suddenly, the thin middle-aged man in the left hand had a slim eye shot out, and a sword jumped behind him and suddenly shouted, "Young Master, be careful."

"Is it useful to be careful?" Xiao Nan sneered, and Jianfeng moved forward.

There is a bright light shining before my eyes.

The sword lights intertwined, and the white light was like a boiling flame.

And the bloody full moon exploded into glow.

Amid the buzzing and sharp sound, an arm holding a blood-patterned steel knife rose into the sky.

Amid the screams, Zhao Jin's originally proud face turned blue and purple, with fear and astonishment in his eyes.

At the critical moment, he paused, his body became weak and his shadow appeared, retreating more than ten feet away.

The surroundings were quiet, and everyone held their breath, and looked at the scene in front of them in shock, all of them were shocked.

This situation is different from what I imagined.

Two middle-aged men buried their heads and rushed forward. The sword light stacked in front of Zhao Jin to block the thousand light curtains. Another white light ray was chasing Zhao Jin like a maggot attached to the bone.

This sword light does not look very majestic, nor does it have many strange phenomena. Everything is broken and unstoppable wherever it passes.

The two middle-aged men's swords were together, and the two swords were broken into four pieces. They screamed, and a split pain came from the eyebrows, chest and abdomen.

They were shocked, and they dodged to one side with the conditioned reflex, and halfway through, and secretly shouted in their hearts, "Oh no."

Because Zhao Jin was exposed to the sword light again.

At this time, this young man had broken his arm and lost his sword, and his fighting spirit was gone. When the sword light came, he was locked by a ray of spirit and could not escape.

"Show mercy in your hands."

A roar came from a distance.

There was a sound of swords in the sky, and a man came from the sky from a distance from the lake, with a very familiar voice.

When Xiao Nan heard this, the evil light in his eyes shrank, and the white sword light slightly tilted. He was about to penetrate the sword tip between his eyebrows, and passed through Zhao Jin's cheek and cut off an ear.

In the blood light, his sword tip sank, and his sword face slapped Zhao Jin's shoulder. His legs became weak and he collapsed to the ground.

His spirit was suppressed and his sword technique was broken. Zhao Jin was lost at this time, his eyes were confused, and he even forgot the pain of his arms and ears breaking.

The huge frustration made him weak.

"He has a big background, can't he be killed?" Xiao Nan's eyes were still murderous, and he turned to look at the figure falling in the sky. It was Gu Liang.

If this cheap senior brother hadn't called from afar, he would have already broken his mind with one sword and killed the guy who came to provoke him to death.

The heart sword technique has nothing outside the heart, and the cruel and extinction is still above the sword intent of the four seasons.

"This is the grandson of old man Zhao Bancheng." Gu Liang was slightly embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.

He had already discovered that Zhao Jin had come to ask for trouble before. While he was esteeming his identity and did not want to intervene, he also wanted to see how his junior brother practiced his sword skills.

After that mission was issued, Xiao Nan still showed some tricks in the quota dispute, so he never went to Jiuli's residence for advice, which made him, the senior brother, very embarrassed.

The most important thing is that the master said he should teach himself carefully, but the other party did not cooperate and he had no idea where to start.
Chapter completed!