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One hundred and thirtieth chapters if you understand

"Puff!!!" Ye Xiaohe laughed, and Xu Le also felt her mouthful of old blood spray directly on the opposite wall.

Your sister's "Ghost and God's Great Sword" is more easy to call it "Kingang Dali Wan"? Is this the nickname of the beast that the animal thinks of? Although it is true that some people feel that they lose face in their hands, they can't give up such a frustrated nickname to take revenge, right?

The martial artist named Tian Ren said again: "The one around you must be the cold-faced Jade Phoenix Ye? I wonder which of you two is going to take action this time?"

Xu Le and Ye Xiaohe looked at each other, but they didn't expect that they were already a little famous now.

He reached out and pulled out the long knife from his waist. Xu Le stepped forward and said with a smile: "I'll do it this time. What weapon is Master Tian good at? My fist and foot skills are a little bit poor, which makes Master Tian laugh."

Tian Ren looked serious: "I practiced swords for a while when I was young, and it was quite easy to use." He reached out to take the long sword handed over by his disciple, "and took this opportunity to understand your master's master's tricks."

Xu Le's expression became serious. Along the way, some people were better than him, and some were worse than him, but he was equally serious in every game. He responded seriously to the opponent, just like fighting between life and death, seriously to the opponent, and at the same time to deal with himself seriously. He slowly turned these combat experiences into part of his body, and made himself accustomed to various battles and real battles.

"Xu Daxia came from afar. I am the master here. I am suspected of waiting for work. Please ask Xu Daxia to make a move." Tian Ren said in a deep voice with his sword score.

Xu Le was not polite either: "That's the case, so please." After saying that, he took a step forward and slashed at Tian Ren with a long sword.

Tian Ren was not in a hurry, and raised his sword and held Xu Le's long sword. His steps seemed to be moving, but he was about to fight back. Although his kung fu was also on the sword, his nickname was "Vajra Foot", and the kung fu on his fists and feet was naturally more exquisite.

However, he then screamed in surprise and stopped his legs and feet that were about to attack. "Ghost and God's powerful sword, the strength on the sword does have different reactions!" Tian Ren shouted, and when his arm turned, it seemed that there was more strength, and he directly picked up Xu Le's knife.

Xu Le was slightly surprised and then realized that the man in front of him was indeed good at kung fu. He could hold back the knife he could cut out like this. None of the ordinary people in the martial arts world would have to be able to do it if he wanted to pick it up like this.

This is a good opponent!

Xu Le smiled slightly, moved his steps lightly, and his wrist suddenly turned, and the long sword stabbed straight towards Tian Ren with a rotating momentum.

Tian Ren was slightly surprised and turned sideways to avoid this somewhat tricky knife: "This move is really strange! No wonder Xu Daxia has few opponents along the way."

Xu Le didn't say anything, and the long sword stopped suddenly, turning into a stab, and slashed horizontally towards Tian Ren.

Tian Ren calmly put the sword on the long sword with his sword blade, and at the same time, he lifted his feet and brought up a shadow, and kicked Xu Le's knees suddenly.

Xu Le hurried forward and responded with his legs, but as soon as his legs touched, he felt a little regretful. With just a moment of impact on his legs, Xu Le's calf began to hurt slightly. The kung fu on the legs of the Vajra was indeed not a false transmission!

Xu Le knew that his moves might be correct, but it was still a bit reluctant to fight with a master of internal strength only by relying on his own body. Just as he was thinking, his hand suddenly relaxed, and Tian Ren took a step forward and stabbed the sword in his hand towards Xu Le's chest. At the same time, his legs and feet were about to move, waiting for Xu Le to block or dodge one after another to move.

With a silent "Step" in his heart, Xu Le appeared behind Tian Ren instantly and put a long knife on his neck.

Tian Ren was stunned and then threw down his sword: "It turns out that this powerful sword of ghosts and gods has this meaning. In addition to Xu Daxia's sword, it also has the meaning of ghosts and gods being unpredictable. Tian's skills are not as good as others, so he is willing to give up the disadvantage."

Xu Le did not answer, his expression was a little strange, as if he had appeared in a daze.

Seeing this, Tian Ren frowned slightly: "Xu Daxia..."

Ye Xiaohe stepped forward to stop him: "He may have understood something in the battle just now, so please forgive me for Master Tian."

"Oh? Is this true? Then the understanding of Xu Da Hero is really extraordinary." Tian Ren looked at Xu Le and said with some doubts, but since the face has passed, he would not say more, and there is no need to offend two powerful enemies.

After a moment, Xu Le waved the long sword in his hand thoughtfully, and suddenly looked up at Tian Ren: "Master Tian, ​​Xu has a reluctant request, and I hope Master Tian will agree."

"Sir Xu, please tell me." Tian Ren was kind-hearted, but a bad feeling surged in his heart, as if he was targeted by something.

Xu Le solemnly bowed: "It's not that Xu Le has other thoughts, but that Xu Le just realized something, and just thought of some inspiration for fighting. Master Tian, ​​can we fight once?"

Tian Ren's face turned red: "Xu Daxia, don't bully people too much! The rules of the world are forgiving others, so forgive others if you have to. I, Tian, ​​is not good at learning skills, and if you lose, you will lose. But you can't come to the second time to play the club. Are you going to force me to death?"

Xu Le had no choice but to remember that there were indeed some rules in the world. Kicking the club twice in a day is something that only people with deep hatred can do. No matter what Xu Le said, Tian Ren saw that Xu Le wanted to kick the club again, but this misunderstanding was a bit unsolvable.

"Forget it, since you think so, I can't ruin your reputation and cut off your life. But I'm just starting to become a skill and I'm about to find a suitable opponent to hone my skills. I wonder if Master Tian has a recommended candidate?" Xu Le asked.

Tian Ren's face was slightly relaxed. He looked at Xu Le. Seeing that he seemed to have no other meaning, he said, "Xu Daxia is so serious. If you want to talk about a suitable opponent, it's a coincidence. Someone happened to come to this city a few days ago, but Xu Daxia should have seen it."

"Oh? Who is Master Tian talking about? Xu Mouyuan heard about it."

"The person Tian said was a tall and thin person, called Li Lishi. Just a few hundred steps ahead of my martial arts hall, there was a grocery shop. When you went there, you just wanted to compete with Li Lishi, and that guy would take you in..." Tian Ren said halfway, but when he saw Xu Le, he was smiling, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Xu Daxia, what are you laughing at?"

Xu Le smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice. Brother Li, I may not have seen you for a long time, so I happened to meet you. But Master Tian, ​​do you have some opinions about Tiandihui? Why did you give this matter to Tiandihui for handling?"

Tian Ren was shocked: "So you are from the Tiandihui?"

Xu Le smiled and walked out with Ye Xiaohe, thinking in his heart: It used to be, but now it is not.
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