Eternal First Son-in-law

Cui Yiming was startled and couldn't help but glance at Xu Wuzhou more. Those who clean up the broken copper and iron are the lowest-level disciples on each peak.

Such disciples usually see them trembling. But now the other party is actually accusing him.

"What are you looking at me doing? Come and help pick it up!" Xu Wuzhou said to Cui Yiming, "I don't have a sense of ethics!"

"..."

Not only was Cui Yiming staring at Xu Wuzhou, the other disciples of Shengfeng also stared at Xu Wuzhou. In the past three days, they had seen Xu Wuzhou come here to carry the broken copper and rotten iron, but an outside disciple, they didn't care.

But now... this outer disciple is teaching Wu Feng's inner disciple Cui Yiming.

"I don't care about you!" Cui Yiming said.

Hearing him say this, he who was picking up the scrap metal directly threw the scrap metal under his feet. Staring at him and said: "Pick it up!"

In the surrounding area, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at Xu Wuzhou, and they had never expected Xu Wuzhou to make such a move. The three disciples who had just been defeated hurriedly pulled Xu Wuzhou and said, "That tendon is wrong? Don't make a fool of yourself!"

Xu Wuzhou smiled at the three disciples, looked at Cui Yiming and said, "I thought you accidentally knocked over. If you help pick it up, it's all about it. But... I was so arrogant after I hit it. Is it your parents who can be used to you?"

Cui Yiming laughed and kicked the scrap railway under his feet: "Although I don't like bullying the weak, I don't have the habit of picking up broken pieces. I'm afraid I can only trouble you to pick them up."

"You are so annoying!" Xu Wuzhou looked at Cui Yiming, "I was uncomfortable just listening to you, but thinking that I just came here, I have to be a low-key person, but if you are like this, I can hardly be low-key."

"How about you not being low-key?" Cui Yiming suddenly felt interesting.

"Didn't you just scold the disciples of Shengfeng?" Xu Wuzhou said.

"Yes! I said it!" Cui Yiming said.

"The place where you are standing is Holy Peak. It's so arrogant and perverse in other people's turf." Xu Wuzhou looked at Cui Yiming and said, as for his arrogance in Juntian Sect, he had long forgotten it.

What if you remember? Can it be the same to others and to yourself? He is a double-standard scumbag!

"They don't even care about their eyes, do I care what an outer disciple of you thinks?"

Cui Yiming was not interested in taking care of Xu Wuzhou, and turned around to leave.

But Xu Wuzhou stood in front of him and said, "Pick up the scrap iron and apologize to Shengfeng by the way. I won't stop you."

Cui Yiming was stunned, thinking what this outside disciple wanted to do? Does the inner disciple's discussion get him to get ahead?

"There is nothing to do with you here, I don't want to waste time on you!" Although Cui Yiming was a little impatient, he didn't want to attack an outside disciple.

"Actually, things are really not a big deal. Things are scattered on the ground and picked up, but I just don't like you very much.

Although it hasn't been long since I came to Shengfeng, at least I am considered a disciple of Shengfeng. There is still a sense of identification. Now that you are talking about the Holy Peak disciples, it’s no good. Who are you scolding? "

Speaking of this, Xu Wuzhou paused, drew out a sword and looked at Cui Yiming and said, "If you don't pick it up, you won't apologize, so you can be obedient if you hit it!"

Shengfeng's disciples also frowned: What is this guy doing? Is he challenging Cui Yiming? He is an outer disciple, challenging the elite in the inner disciple?

He didn't see that Cui Yiming had just won the victory with one person and three people easily?

"Naive!" Cui Yiming sneered. How could he be an inner disciple fighting against an outer disciple, and he would have no face after victory.

Cui Yiming wanted to bypass Xu Wuzhou and leave, but his expression changed drastically in the next moment. Because of a surge of sword intent, it swept toward him directly.

Cui Yiming stepped back again and again, his face full of caution, staring straight at Xu Wuzhou and said, "Sword Intent?"

"Have eyesight!" Since Xu Wuzhou has learned kendo combat skills, he can use the Nirvana Sword Intent to drive his combat skills, instead of using sword moves, he can only use the Nirvana Sword.

The Nirvana Sword consumes a lot of money as soon as it is used, and if it is not used, with the help of the Nirvana Sword Intent, his sword moves are also weak and pitiful.

Therefore, when Xu Wuzhou entered the combat skill pavilion, the first thing he learned was kendo combat skills.

Although they are all infamous combat skills, they can be regarded as a rudimentary form of his kendo, and it will not only be able to expand!

"Are you just an outer disciple?" Cui Yiming was startled. How could someone who has realized the sword intent be just an outer disciple?

"No way, too weak, I can only become an outer disciple." Xu Wuzhou threw the outer disciple's token to him and replied, "You think you are like Wufeng, so you can enter the inner door if you have some ability."

Cui Yiming looked at the token, this thing cannot be faked. And... I also saw Tao Xu Wuzhou picking up scraps of copper and iron with my own eyes.

The identity of the outer disciple is conclusive!

Cui Yiming was a little puzzled, an innate realm with sword intent, can only be an outer disciple?

"Is it an apology or a fight?" The aura on Xu Wuzhou's body scrolled, showing the strength of the four veins.

"Fourth level of innate realm?" Cui Yiming said, "Since you want to fight, then I will suppress the fourth level to fight you."

"No need!" Xu Wuzhou said, "Shengfeng disciple, always used to defeat the strong with the weak."

"..." The many disciples of Shengfeng also looked at Xu Wuzhou blankly, wondering what the situation was like? When did the sacred peak reach the four levels of innate realm that realized the sword intent even after harvesting the broken copper and iron?

If you remember correctly, doing these should be the weakest outer disciple.

Cui Yiming frowned and didn't say anything. He also wanted to see what was going on with this disciple. Sacred Peak, can't it be a real Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Holding the long sword in his hand, Xu Wuzhou looked at the broken copper and iron on the trolley, wondering if he wanted to act. Destroy a few more weapons and turn them into broken copper and iron?

When thinking about this, Cui Yiming swept at him with martial arts, his martial arts were like the wind, whirring like a cold winter day.

Xu Wuzhou stood there, still bearing the martial intent.

"Take my ten moves, and I will take back what I said before." Cui Yiming said.

His breath is raging and majestic, and he also has a long sword in his hand. The long sword is waving, and the sword flower flashes. Wu Yi covered it, and the sword instantly flew like a gust of wind, suddenly slaying Xiang Xu Wuzhou.

Cui Yiming used combat skills, but they were not popular combat skills. Although the sword moves are exquisite, their power is limited.

Xu Wuzhou greeted him, and he also faced him with the combat skills he had just practiced. After practicing so many combat skills, it happened to be sharpened and familiarized by Cui Yiming's hand.

"Luoqiujian!"

Xu Wuzhou's sword became like a leaf, the sword aura rippling and unpredictable as it drifted down. Although Cui Yiming was fast, he could only rush to resist again and again.

And every time he resisted, he felt the mighty power and the sword intent to attack him.

"Um?"

Cui Yiming was puzzled, he knew that Luo Qiujian. It's nothing more than an influential combat technique, but a more subtle sword technique. But... the power is very limited.

But how did Xu Wuzhou feel as powerful as Tier 2 combat skills.