Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

Bai Ziyang said speechlessly: "Although I'm not young, I look as old as he is? You can figure it out... Of course I didn't laugh three times. However, I met that old guy twice."

He took the handkerchief Luo Xian handed over, and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Wuming frowned, no matter how much he believed, he still nodded slowly, and asked: "After listening to Brother Bai's explanation, Wuming had to ask Brother Bai again, Xu...Xu Fu, or 'he' would Disturbing the world again?"

"When will the disputes in the world stop? Where do you start to disturb the world?"

Bai Ziyang smiled and said, "But behind many disputes in the world, they are really the ones who promote them. In their eyes, everyone in the world is stupid, and they are nothing more than ants if they are not pawns. The world is chess, the world is pawns, chess players How can there be more? In their eyes, the only difference between you is the abandoned son and the wanted son."

Who can stand being treated like this?

Duanlang was a little unwilling, he let out a long breath and asked: "The young master is also a chess player?"

Bai Ziyang shook his head and said, "I'm an observer."

"Watchers?" Everyone asked in surprise.

Bai Ziyang continued: "Look at the chess game. If the chess player makes a few moves and I am not satisfied, I will kick the player away and play a few moves by myself!"

It was silent, and everyone didn't know how to feel. Hearing all this, they all felt that they were really like ants, at the mercy of others, and unable to control themselves.

After Wuming sighed quietly, he smiled and said: "If the martial arts in the Central Plains is robbed, Wuming will try his best, but unfortunately he has more energy than he wants now, and at that time... I will ask Brother Bai to help!"

Bai Ziyang didn't agree, he just said: "Xiao Sanxiao, you don't have to worry, if you meet him, you may still have a chance, but Xu Fu, he did make some moves."

The three looked at him together, and so did Luo Xian behind Bai Ziyang. Luo Xian also wanted to know his attitude, more like knowing what he knew.

But Bai Ziyang didn't say anything about Xu Fu.

He continued calmly: "I'm just a passer-by in the world of mortals. At the end of the world, it depends on my mood! If Xu Fu avoids me, I don't bother to make trouble for him. If he comes to the door, maybe I will send him on the road with a sword! "

".〃 But at the moment... your body seems to be in good condition, but you can use your sword?!"

Without waiting for Wuming's answer, Bai Ziyang had already stood up with his sword, took a slow step, and moved across the river.

Seeing Bai Ziyang like this, he knew that this battle was inevitable.

He also stood up at the moment, the hero sword was broken by Duanlang and had not been recast. At this time, he had no sword in his hand, but Duanlang had already handed him the peerless sword.

"If senior doesn't give up..."

Wuming said: "A peerless sword is a magic weapon, thank you very much."

As soon as the sword light appeared, the river split into two streams, Wuming's heart trembled, this was simply unimaginable.

Duan Lang also focused on the front. He knew that the young master's swordsmanship was the most superb, but it was beyond his imagination at first glance. It was also this free-willed sword that completely dispelled Nie Feng's thoughts of revenge.

Wuming also flew down with a peerless sword in hand.

The two stood opposite each other, and no one made a move.

Second Meng and Luo Xian also waited and watched, and even You Ruo hid in the distance. She didn't want to see Nie Feng (Nuo De's), so she never showed up.

Who will miss this peerless battle?It must be more important.

The sword intent slowly increased, the sword energy lingered all over the body, and Dao Sen's cold sword energy burst out from the peerless sword in his hand.

Feeling that the sword intent on Wuming's body was constantly improving, Bai Ziyang couldn't help showing a gleam of joy in his eyes, and his smile grew even wider.

Without words, Wuming just tightly held the sword in his hand.

Peerless and defeated, in the river!

Wuming didn't dare to move first, he looked straight at that person, but time passed, and his confidence was also lost bit by bit, if he didn't make a move, he might even lose the courage to draw a sword.

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I came back late from the company dinner, and the third watch must be over.Ask for flowers and tickets! .

The forty-eighth chapter of defeating the nameless, crossing the sea Dongying "Seek Quande! "

The sword energy soared into the sky, and it was a blatant blow!

The sword energy went upstream, causing the entire river to stagnate!

Wuming actually led the river to rush against it and set off a huge wave several feet high.

When the horizontal sword was swung, there was a golden light, cold and elegant.

"Zheng!" There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the huge wave was also cut horizontally by the golden light, finally revealing the figures of two people.The Wuming sword thrust out, and Bai Ziyang put the sword forward, the body of the sword blocked the point of the sword.

Sword fighting generally can only be parried, swung to block.The body of the sword was originally narrow and slender, but Bai Ziyang blocked the stab with the body of the sword, so it was also an unknown trace of the sword coming out, and he could see through the place where the sword fell.

Bai Ziyang frowned gradually: "It's really unbearable!"

The peerless sword could not advance half a point, and suddenly passed its strength when defeated, Wuming's face changed, and then he pulled the sword to return... but he saw the golden energy rushing towards him.

Bai Ziyang also started to swing his sword, and with the roar of the dragon, the air of heaven and earth swayed.

This blazing sun-like long sword suddenly appeared in Wuming's throat. No one knew how it appeared, as if it had always been there.

He only paused for a while at Wuming's throat like a superficial touch of water, and then quickly retracted it, as if 830 hadn't thrust out the sword at all.

"If you keep your hand, next time you will die!"

The people on the shore never thought that Myth Wuming almost died at that moment, what level of Bai Ziyang's martial arts, and how high his swordsmanship could reach?

This is a puzzling problem, even Bai Ziyang doesn't know it at this time.