"I need you to teach me a lesson! Who do you think you are?"

Qiao Yu went down again.

She said that even the juniors still respected her as "Master-Uncle".

Now you can’t even say a word of advice?

Is this the direct disciple taught by Xiao Nanshan?

So unruly!

The righteousness of his words made him so angry that he couldn't even refute.

Muwan supports the forehead.

really.

Still angry.

If anyone offends her.

He won't give up until he comes back to take revenge. He hasn't changed since he was a child.

He Ran and Chen Yu, these two little bastards, were even more attentive.

high!

Really high!

Polish this kid's temperament.

See how dare he is so arrogant.

Such a waste of time.

Devin's face turned pale.

Especially when he heard the disciples around him pointing fingers and questioning his identity, he wanted to scold him angrily.

He has never been so embarrassed!

Qiao Yu comes on stage again.

This time on the stage, Di Wen kept his mouth shut and stood in a much more orderly manner.

He cupped his hands into fists and bowed slightly.

"Please enlighten me."

Four words, said with gritted teeth.

Qiao Yu didn't make things difficult for him.

Hold your hands together and give a generous salute.

"Asking for advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiuxiao from the opposite side instantly unsheathed his sword and struck through the air like a billowing cloud.

The disciples around him took a breath.

here we go!

This is Qingyun in the Sky!

Once out of its sheath, it looks like a wolf in the wild, so fierce and domineering!

"Qiang——"

Sudden.

This domineering sword force was severely blocked, Yan Huang roared loudly, and the auspicious beast's sharp claws intercepted the opponent's fangs and pressed them to the ground.

Devin's expression changed.

The wind and sand swirled around him, and he was forced to take a step back by the evil spirit in the sword energy.

What a heavy sword!

The two swords struck each other, making a buzzing sound, as if they were being pinned down by a burly man.

He gritted his teeth, retracted his sword, and struck forward with another move.

Want to run!

Qiao Yu had no time to talk nonsense with him.

The shadow of the sword passed across, and the powerful force of the sword was like a huge dragon in the scorching sea of ​​fire, rolling and roaring.

More domineering, sharper and more powerful!

"How can Uncle Master be so strong!"

The disciples of Xiaonanshan said Na Na and were stunned.

Obviously he didn't use Xiao Nanshan's sword skills.

How can it be!

"No! It's very wrong!"

Someone pointed to the stage and his voice stuttered.

"Look, this is Xiaomeishan's swordsmanship."

"Fart, that move just now was clearly Xiao Kunshan's."

After I finished speaking, my throat was blocked and I looked in disbelief.

more than!

Everyone's minds were buzzing, and only two words came to mind.

Not just Xiaomei Mountain!

Uncle Master's swordsmanship is like a fusion of what has been learned from hundreds of schools of thought. Every move is instinctive from the bottom of his heart!

this.

Is this the recognition of the whole sect?

Is this the guard of honor of the entire sect?

No wonder.

They couldn't help but look at Senior Brother Su Heng and the others.

Seeing their admiration and yearning on their faces, I finally understood.

No wonder Senior Brother Su Heng, whenever he comes to Xiaonanshan, he only has friends with his uncle.

As for senior sister Lin Xiao'e, she has always played with her uncles and is not close to them.

I had only heard in the past that it was the intention of the whole sect to get this sword because the Nine Heavens Qingyun would not come out for a hundred years.

They only thought that the senior uncle was strong and on par with the younger junior uncle.

Looking at it now.

More than just strong.

This is what Taishizu of Xiaomeishan calls "arrogant talent".

I see!

Devin was beaten and retreated steadily.

Cold sweat broke out all over.

Every time the swords touched each other, his mouth felt a dull pain from the shock of the heavy sword.

How to win!

How is he going to win!

He watched the opponent's sword getting sharper and sharper! Getting faster and faster! He couldn't help but feel anxious!

Can't lose!

If she loses, it will make Xiao Nanshan think that he is not as good as her at all. How can he endure this humiliation!

He is obviously the direct disciple!

Dewen's heart was filled with confusion.

If it weren't for this obstructive sword, with his martial arts skills, he wouldn't have been able to resist like this.

"Qiang——"

Another sound.

With this sound, Di Wen's mouth was torn apart by the shock, and hot red blood dripped down his wrist and onto the sand.

Qiao Yu didn't give him any time to react. He struck out from the sky with a move and quickly rejected it.
To be continued...