In the courtyard, two young men were of average burly figure. One was using a ghost-headed sword, and the other was even more ferocious, and directly waved an iron hammer.[.yzuu point]

when!

With a huge impact, the iron hammer smashed the ghost-headed sword with one blow and hit the young man with the knife. The young man with the knife suddenly became weak and could not get up for a long time.

"Zhao Gangsheng, the Blacksmith Sect of Xunyang!"

Zhao Gang had thick ink and big eyes, a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He knew that he had won, and he was so happy that he was scratching his ears and his face was so happy!

The young man's companion ran out with a knife, looked at the former's miserable situation, stared at Zhao Gang fiercely, and glared at him.

"Do you want to fight me?" Zhao Gang asked in a muffled voice with a wave of the hammer.

He even fucked! When the young man who used the knife heard Zhao Gang speak, he knew that his brother's hammer was in vain. The other party was obviously a hammer, and even if he wanted to beat him, he would be able to win. He brought his brother out of the field with tears in his face.

Zhao Gang really failed to come from the Blacksmith Sect. Then he knocked and knocked the iron while it was hot, and then knocked the five people over, screaming with excitement.

Wang Dong was speechless.

"It's my turn to go on stage." Zhang Yurong stood up with a smile. When she finished speaking, she walked out of the window and flew into the field. She was covered in water and green clothes, which made Wang Dong remember her heroic posture when she was chasing Dugu Hong.

"Little girl, I won't beat you. If I bully you, I will be scolded by my master." Zhao Gang said in a muffled voice.

"Haha, big man, I'll say that if you can win."

laugh!

The air trembled, and Zhang Yurong's long sword was unsheathed. A sword light wrapped around it and suddenly shot out.

"Miss Yurong has made a lot of progress."

Wang Dong smiled.

As a senior brother, Du Tianwei's eyes fell softly on Zhang Yurong, and he smiled and said, "Junior sister, she actually worked very hard too."

Wang Dong ignored it and looked at the field.

Compared with half a year ago, Zhang Yurong's cultivation level has reached one level, and now he has reached the sixth level of the Acquired Realm. [Ye*zi] [You*you] However, what Wang Dongzan did not have the improvement of his cultivation level, but the progress of Zhang Yurong's mentality, which is much more steady than half a year ago. Now Zhang Yurong is also much more agile in his swordsmanship.

I’m afraid that in a few years, Zhang Yurong will come from behind. His martial arts skills are superb, Du Tianwei, the senior brother.

In an elegant room, Zhang Taichong twisted his beard and smiled, and several old friends at the same table were also amazed.

"Brother Zhang, congratulations, congratulations! It seems that the teaching girl is good! Tsk tsk, although this sword technique is still very awkward, at least it has a little spirituality! It has a bright future, a bright future..."

"My daughter is not the niece of you old guys!" Zhang Taichong smiled and said, "I have seen all your unique skills. If you don't pass them on to your niece, can you still bring them into the coffin?"

"Haha, Brother Zhang, it's been decades, and you still can't change your personality of not getting up early without profit! OK, OK. OK! Since you are your niece, we have to help you with whatever you say."

...

Zhang Yurong launched her sword technique and attacked her fiercely. Her sword technique was a light and quick path, and her body was fast. However, Zhao Gang was already struggling for a while. She shouted: "No, I admit defeat."

Covering his face and running away with tears.

The brace is also shameless!

Comrade Zhao Gang was defeated by a young girl about fifteen years old in public, and Comrade Zhao Gang suffered a huge blow in his heart, and finally there was some reaction in the field. As the daughter of Zhang Taichong, Zhang Yurong's performance is still remarkable and worthy of attention.

Zhang Yurong lost after winning five consecutive games, but in the last game, she defeated a warrior at the seventh level of the acquired realm in the last game, which was the first small ** after the start of the martial arts meeting.

Time passes...

The night is already dark.

This is the most tired time for ordinary people, but for warriors, those with a little internal cultivation can dispel this little bit of fatigue, keep their spirits bright, and fight one round after another.

The cultivation of those who appear is also getting higher and higher like a stacked arhats. (If you read the novel, go to Ye Zi·You~You.yzuu.)

"snort!"

Suddenly, a cold snorkeling came from downstairs. Wang Dong and others heard the sound. A beautiful figure in red clothes flew out and shot into the field. She shook casually, swish! A long whip cut out a phantom in the air, whipping the opponent in front of her. The long whip kept thrusting on the ground, making a crackling sound.

Finally a master has appeared!

Everyone was shocked.

"Ruyi whip method, 'Red Ying' Cui Ting!"

Someone shouted softly.

Cui Ting snorted and said indifferently: "I don't want to waste time, who will be my opponent?"

In the private room, while Cui Ting appeared, Li He and others turned their eyes to Wang Dong at the same time.

Wang Dong touched his nose and said strangely: "What do you think I'm doing?"

"There are too few masters who use whips, and it is even more rare that a man and a woman appear at the same time. Cui Ting is very famous in Xunyang County and can be called a hero among women. Brother Wang doesn't want to see it." Li He and others looked at Wang Dong with burning eyes, and started urging them without hesitation.

"I really convinced you!"

Wang Dong stood up and took off the blood knife for the time being. His figure flashed. Li He and others only felt their eyes blurred. Wang Dong had appeared in the middle of the two ponds, standing opposite Cui Ting, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"Tsk! Brother Wang's light skills are so beautiful, more than half a year ago." Qin Jun smiled.

"Well, it seems that Brother Wang's progress is also unexpected!" Du Tianwei nodded, and a solemn look flashed across his face. Since he was defeated by Wang Dong half a year ago, Du Tianwei has practiced hard for the past six months and finally achieved the fifth-level swordsmanship "Ice Sword"!

Although he is a friend with Wang Dong, there is also competition.

"Ha, Brother Du is under great pressure." Qin Jun teased.

Du Tianwei nodded: "It's a bit of pressure, but the greater the pressure, the more motivation I will be... Hey! Another expert came out?"

As Wang Dong came to an end, this "moving across the sky" light skill attracted the attention of many people.

"Hmm?!" In the Yin family's private room, Yin Keren's eyes narrowed slightly while Wang Dong showed up, and a cold feeling flashed across the corner of his lips.

Half a year ago, he had some trouble in his practice, but because the martial arts he practiced was a path of evil, he did not dare to find a famous doctor on the right path to treat him. After hearing Wang Dong's name as "miracle doctor", he immediately sent someone to invite him. Unexpectedly, the latter did not toast. Yin Keren originally wanted to kidnap people directly, but unexpectedly, the other party disappeared strangely in the wing room. When did he leave? Until now, it is still a mystery to Yin Keren.

"No wonder I dare to reject this young master. It turns out that he is relying on his own skill. He is really a frog in the well, and he is out of reach!" Yin Keren smiled.

In the courtyard, Cui Ting's eyes moved, her face remained unchanged: "Who is coming?"

"Wang Dong!"

Wang Dong briefly introduced and looked at Cui Ting.

The woman wore a red dress, and her whole body looked like a burning flame, looking very tall and sexy, but her personality was extremely cold, giving people a strange feeling of ice and fire.

However, this feeling does not seem contradictory, but rather feels that it complements each other. The two different temperaments of hot appearance and the cold inner ice are ingeniously integrated.

Cui Ting nodded lightly and said indifferently: "What weapon are you using? Are you planning to take my whip with your bare hands?"

Wang Qing heard the sound of sweat. This girl was compatible with both hot and indifferent temperaments, like a queen, and waved a steel whip with her hands. If he took the whip with her bare hands, it would be an unimaginable scene...

"Miss whip is fierce, how dare I fight with my bare hands?" With a dry cough, Wang Dong wiped his hands and a silver light flew around his waist, and hissing... The airflow sounded rapidly.

"Come on the way, my weapon is also a whip!" Wang waved his hand, and the silver whip turned into a dragon, tangling and rising. "This whip is called the poisonous dragon whip, which is two feet and five feet long. Be careful!"

Cui Ting's indifferent expression finally changed a little. She nodded in surprise, shook her hand, and swished the steel whip in her hand, and it was straight in an instant, shooting like a javelin.

Ruyi whip method, bend straight and straight!

Cui Ting's whip method has already come into the room. She swung her whip and changed at will, and it is not the case that it is true that she will be able to be promoted to the best among the younger generation of Xunyang County as a woman.

The whip method is usually to sniff, roll, hit, beat, break, attack and other attack methods. However, Cui Ting swung her whip and turned into a javelin, and it stabbed straight in, instantly piercing through the air, making a sharp roar, and then hit the air.

Whoosh!

Using the movement across the sky, Wang Dong's body retreated several meters in an instant, and then he could only hear a "swoosh" tremolo, making a whirring sound that makes the eardrums hurt. The poisonous dragon whip tightened in an instant, lying across the air.

prick!

Wang Dong also turned into a dragon and stabbed it with a whip.

But what is different from Cui Ting is that Cui Ting stabbed out with a whip, thrusting like a javelin, while Wang Dong incorporated the charm of "killing sword technique" into the whip technique. It was obviously swinging with a whip, but strange arcs flashed in the air.

The Poison Dragon Whip and the Ruyi Whip finally collided together, as if two poisonous pythons were entangled with each other.

Bang bang bang bang!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Dong and Cui Ting waved their whip quickly, and three consecutive sounds were heard. The Ruyi whip suddenly froze. The original trend of Ruyi was frozen, like a poisonous python strangled for seven inches, and it was hard to struggle out again.

Cui Ting's face turned pale, she took a few steps back, stared at Wang Dong and looked at him, "I lost!" She turned around and left, really came and went in a hurry.

"Cui Ting lost? She lost in three moves!"

Someone shouted in disbelief.

"Cui Ting's whip technique has already come into the house. Unfortunately, Wang Dong's whip technique is more spiritual than him and is integrated into other martial arts. Cui Ting is not wronged."

Some experts also commented secretly.

"Your whip method has improved a lot compared to half a year ago."

A cold and arrogant voice sounded, Situ Feng slowly walked over and stared at Wang Dong and said, "Half a year ago, I said that a whip of revenge will be rewarded at the Dingzhou Martial Arts Conference! Now it's finally time."
Chapter completed!