Divine Master Soaring The Heavens

"Ha ha, it seems that nephew Hao's cultivation needs to be improved a lot. It's not good to let Xuaner beat him with one move!"

Seeing that Wu Xuan knocked Jianhao down with one move, Wu Shan burst out laughing and looked pleased.

Jianhao's face turned red. He couldn't make it in Wu Xuan's hands. He lost all the swordsman's face.

Jianzhanye's face was as black as ink, and the armrest on the chair was pinched with cracks.

At this time, the small voice of the sword line came to the sword fighting field and said: "master, the sword is coming!"

"Let him come forward!" Sword battle wild mood is irritable, cold hum a way.

Without the command of others, Wushuang sword stepped to the center of the hall, saluted and said, "what's the matter with the master calling me?"

When he saw Wu Rong and others, he had already guessed about it in his heart.

Wu Rong put his hands around his chest and looked at the sword with a grim smile.

Jianzhanye snorted coldly: "elder Wu Shan came to visit today and said that you humiliated Wu Rong's nephew in public some time ago, but you have been wronged?"

Glancing at Wu Shan and Wu Rong, jianwushuang shook his head and said with a smile, "where can we start with bullying? It's just reciprocity! Wu Rong wants to teach me a lesson, but he is not good at it. Instead, he should be taught a lesson. I don't think he is wrong! "

"Waste, if it wasn't for my carelessness, how could you be my opponent! Today you dare to be tough when you are dying. Hum, I'll turn you into a dead dog later. Kneel down and beg me! "

Hearing the words, Wu Rong looks very angry. But thinking that today is the end of sword matchless, Wu Rong's mood soon calms down. Looking at sword matchless, a trace of cruelty passes through his eyes and moriran says.

Jian Wushuang said sarcastically, "Wu Rong, you are a defeated general. Are you qualified to say this to me? Did you forget who was lying on the ground pretending to be a dead dog last time?"

Wu Rong's face turned purple and red as soon as he was stagnated. When he was mentioned by the sword in public, he was undoubtedly exposing his scar.

"Hum, yellow mouthed child, will show off the benefit of the tongue!"

Wu Shan snorted, glanced at jianzhanye and said, "master of the sword family, I told you to let your sword family give it to me. It's time for you to say something."

"Hand me over and let it be?"

Squinting, jianwushuang pursed his lips and looked at jianzhanye. He wanted to see how the master talked!

Sword battle wild lock brow, ponder not language.

Seeing jianzhanye's meditation, his eyes flashed and he said, "master, what else do you think about at this juncture? How can we have a good relationship with the Wu family because of the incomparable sword? It should be easy to distinguish which is more important."

"Yes, don't think about it any more, but if you hand over a sword, you can keep the relationship with the Wu family. It's a good deal!"

All the elders agreed with each other one after another. Compared with the contact with the Wu family, a sword is matchless and insignificant.

Hearing these words, the bottom of Jian Wushuang's heart was cold, and there was a trace of sadness and indignation in his heart.

Originally, this is his unique family!

Everything is in line with the interests, in the eyes of only chips, human feelings, weak pity!

The onlookers also sighed and sighed at the scene.

I'm afraid that's the end of the way to the unparalleled rise of sword!

Wu Rong's cold eyes looked at the matchless sword and mocked: "matchless sword, see? I want to fix you. I can think of a hundred ways. In front of me, you are like a baby, you can't do anything!"

Sword peerless eyes raised, blooming silk lengmang: "Wu Rong, you are happy to show off, you and I compete with each other, you are inferior to others, not only don't work hard to cultivate, strive for one day can surpass me, but look for the elder to come out, the whole Yanwu town young generation's face is lost by you, if you, I would have gone home to buy a piece of tofu, hit dead, can't afford this face!"

"You Wu Rong said angrily, took a deep breath, and said coldly, "I have said that I lost to you last time because of my carelessness. Do you think you are really my opponent?"

The sword matchless coldly smile, the corner of the mouth stirs up a sarcastic radian.

"Damn it Wu Rong's face darkened, his steps leaped, and his internal power began to fluctuate. "Look how I deal with you today!"

The sword is matchless and sneers at Wu Rong. Naturally, he will not have the slightest fear. On the other hand, he also wants to show his talent.

If you can make jianzhanye pay more attention to himself, then you can give up your self to offset the anger of the Wu family.

Seeing the confrontation between jianwushuang and Wu Rong, the field is full of fire. Jianzhanye is not in a hurry to open his mouth. Looking at the situation in the field, he also wants to have a look. They all say that jianwushuang has risen recently. To what extent has it risen!

Wu Shan looked at this scene with a smile. The impression that Wushuang sword was a waste was deeply rooted in his mind. He didn't worry about Wu Rong. He also believed that the reason why Wu Rong failed last time was because of carelessness!

If you are serious against the enemy, you will not be Wu Rong's opponent!"Rong'er, don't be careless this time. I'll give you five moves. Can you solve this boy within five moves?" Wu Shan said with a smile.

"Absolutely enough!"

Wu Rong confidently said that in the past ten days, he has also made some progress. Last time he was matchless, he happened to beat himself. Do you think he has such good luck this time!

Wu Xuan glanced at the sword, frowned and said, "don't be careless!"

Wu Xuan was a little uneasy because of the matchless appearance of the sword.

When the crowd saw this scene, they also stopped breathing and looked at it.

Wu Rong, born with triple cultivation, has a good reputation in Yanwu town. The news that Wu Rong was defeated by jianwushuang came last time. Many people didn't see it with their own eyes, and there was a trace of doubt in their hearts.

Is Wu Rong's opponent?

"The sword is matchless, I want you to die!"

Wu Rong's face was ferocious and ferocious. When he waved his fists and feet, the force of more than six kilos burst out completely, and the air burst into a piercing sound.

"Is that all?"

The sword has no double, the corner of the mouth slightly a Qiao.

Now that he has understood the situation and seen the martial arts skills, his vision can be said to have been improved to a higher level. Wu Rong's rude offensive is completely ignored by him. He seems to be bluffing, just inferior fighting skills.

Step slant across, sword unparalleled body slightly side, avoid Wu Shan wild fierce fist, immediately right hand four fingers together, light wave, not touch smoke fire gas general.

Next moment!

Wu Rong's eyes rolled and his throat covered. With a smile in his mouth, Wu Rong kept pace. He kicked Wu Rong's temple with a flying leg and flew it to a stone pillar in the hall.

The stone column shakes for a while, and several cracks open immediately.

Wu Rong vomited a big mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Hiss."

The whole room was filled with cold air.

The shocked eyes gathered on the sword matchless body in the center of the hall, with the color of disbelief.

Who would have thought that Wu Rong, before the sword had no two sides, was just like a child. He was blown away when he turned his hands!

The sword is unparalleled. It's so powerful!