Huh!

It was like a baby's first cry, and the sound of drawing a sword with great penetration sounded leisurely beside his ears.

Zhang Tie saw the sword, an ordinary sword.

It was just a steel long sword that could be made by an ordinary blacksmith shop. He was confident that he could never stop the big sword in his hand.

But he also knew that he had lost, and he was defeated flawlessly.

But he finally forced him to draw his sword.

Zhang Tie comforted himself in this way.

Dong!

The heavy tiger-headed sword fell to the ground and hit the floor, making a muffled sound.

Zhang Tie covered his wrists, and blood flowed out of his fingers. He turned his head and looked behind him, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

If the sword just now reaches three points, his tendons will be broken. If there is no magic medicine to treat it in the future, I am afraid that the right hand knife will not be able to be used again.

But the sword just now was just right, and he was powerless, but he didn't hurt the fundamentals.

This control is perverted.

It is enough to show that the gap between the two is even bigger than he imagined.

Zhang Tie picked up the knife and bowed to him.

No matter what his position is, just this kind of grace that continues to continue his future will be enough to make him willingly bow.

Outsiders didn't know what Zhang Tie was thinking, but they only knew that this competition ended much faster than they imagined.

In other words, the two of them passed by, and Zhang Tie dropped his weapon and turned around to admit defeat.

Before, Hu Feihua from Liuyun Sect was defeated with one move, and it can be said that he was too confident and negligent, so Zhang Tie from Wuhu Sect could do his best.

The tiger roar was deafening, as if the real king of the mountains and forests appeared on the stage.

Ordinary people will feel weak and panic when they hear the roar of the tiger.

But in the face of Xu Wu's sword without fireworks, it was a lot worse.

Just like the clouds in the sky. No matter how fierce and fierce the tiger is, how can it cross the cliff and catch the clouds?

"Qingyun Sword Technique!"

Tan San narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was quite afraid.

"I didn't expect that Master Mo would teach him the Qingyun Sword Technique. Are you already planning to establish him as the future Master Qingyun?"

Tan San smiled and spoke, but his voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by the disciples around him.

Mo Qingshan seemed to have not heard the provocation in Tan San's words and replied:

"Xu Wu, this child, has a very talented talent. I just taught him casually. I didn't expect that I had mastered the Qingyun Sword Technique so well.

As for the future leader Qingyun, he is still far from it."

"Master, I lost."

On this side, Zhang Tie jumped off the stage, with a heavy expression, and lowered his head and said.

"I have eyes, I can see."

Tan San glanced at the injury on Zhang Tie's wrist. Seeing that it was a skin trauma, he felt relieved, but he said with a low voice:

"It's useless. Don't you go back to heal your wounds!"

Zhang Tie nodded and returned to the disciples of the Wuhu Sect. A group of disciples immediately surrounded him. Obviously, he usually has a good prestige in his disciples' hearts.

At this moment, Daniu didn't know whether it was really stupid or fake. Seeing that he was alone in the fight, he became even more excited. He licked his lips and stared at the sword in Xu Wu's hand:

"This sword is so bad that I can't cut me."

"You can try."

As soon as they finished speaking, the distance between them was quickly closer. The big bull did not dodge or avoid it, but only sank the dantian. He shouted softly, and it seemed that a layer of bronze light was covered with his body.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!!!

The long sword was like a storm, hitting the big bull's steel and iron bones, which moved everyone in the audience.

It is not only for the defense of the big bull, but also for Xu Wushen's unfathomable strength.

I thought the sword just now was his fastest offensive, but now it seems that it is far more than that.

Seeing that his disciples were beaten on the stage, Zhao Dahu, the deputy leader of the Wuyi Gang, looked like he was holding a wise bead.

Liu Yun, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Zhao, are you not worried about your disciple at all?"

Zhao Dahu touched his big bald head and laughed:

"Miss Liu, you don't know how powerful this stupid cow in my family is. Not to mention ten swords and hundreds of swords, even if there is another Xu Wu, it will not be able to break his defense.

My gang leader once commented that it is unbreakable under the master.”

As soon as these words were said, everyone's eyes were attracted.

Zhao Dahu was proud of himself and didn't mind saying more.

"This big guy is actually a miserable child.

When I was twelve years old.

It's ridiculous that two big buffaloes were competing in the field. His stupid child couldn't stand it and wanted to persuade them to fight. As a result, he pressed the two big buffaloes down, one dead and the other injured.

In addition, he usually eats too much and cannot afford to raise his family. Taking advantage of this incident, his family drove the big cow out.

Later, the child went to the dock to work, and worked for eight people alone, got a salary of five people, but had to eat a meal of ten people, so he barely supported himself.

Later, I met my gang leader, and he taught me a "Boy Arhat Art".

This "Boy's Arhat Skill" was taught by a master from Liuli Temple that my gang leader met in his early years. It is extremely powerful, but you must maintain the body of a boy.

This kung fu has been practicing for ten years.

Even if I am now, it will be no easy task to break his defense."

In fact, Zhao Dahu didn't say one thing.

If his gang leader hadn't been able to resist breaking his body when he was thirty years old, he might have opened the Heavenly Gate and entered the realm of the Grandmaster.

The silly child of Daniu is pure in nature and is most suitable for this type of water grinding skill. It is also the seed of the master of Wuyi Gang, the future.

clang!

With a crisp sound, the long steel sword in Xu Wu's hand finally could not withstand the destruction of energy and broke away from it.

The broken blade shot in circles in the air and inserted it into the front of many Qingyun Sect's disciples.

"Senior Brother Xu... is defeated?"

Someone murmured.

"No! Senior Brother Xu didn't even hurt a hair. Why do you say he was defeated?"

"That's right, that stupid guy is like a wooden stake and doesn't fight back when he hits him. He has the ability to touch the corner of Senior Brother Xu's clothes."

"Yes, can a mountain stand in front of you and you can't break it away, and you can't say you're defeated by a mountain?"

As we talked about it, everyone convinced themselves.

Senior Brother Xu is not defeated!

Zhao Dahu was very satisfied with the effect, and he smiled at Mo Qingshan:

"Master Mo, your disciples cannot defeat my disciple's defense, and my disciples cannot catch your disciple's figure. Why would they even tie?"

Although this draw was not the ideal result in his heart, he felt great comfort compared to the defeated Liuyun Sect and Wuhu Sect.

Only with contrast can there be harm.

But obviously, it was not him who was injured.

Mo Qingshan pondered for a while and said:

"Today is the happy day of Qingyun Sect. The disciples' competition is just a fun show. There is no need to make a strong mark. If that's the case, then they..."

"Senior Brother Xu is moving!"

With the disciples' exclamation, Mo Qingshan looked up and saw Xu Wu on the stage throwing down the broken sword. With the wind of his palm, he printed a palm on the big bull's chest.

Bang!
Chapter completed!