Martial Arts: Junior Brother Hanyi, the Magic Sword Thousand Blades at the beginning

"Nowadays, the younger generation of the Dali Dynasty, I, Wushuang, at least say it, is among the top three!"

Hearing this, Wushuang smiled, his face full of arrogance.

"Hmph! In my opinion, you can't even beat my little uncle!"

Sikong Qianluo snorted coldly.

"Little uncle?"

Lu Yudi on the side became puzzled.

In Xueyue City, where did the little uncle come from!

Why doesn't he know?

"Stop talking nonsense, yes or no, you will know after you fight."

Wushuang shook his head and smiled.

After finishing speaking, he patted the Wushuang sword box again with one hand, only to hear a bang, and the Wushuang sword box separated like a fan.

In an instant, the fierce and sharp sword intent reverberated in the world, causing people to look sideways.

"Yun Shuo, go!"

Suddenly, Wushuang shouted, sat on the cliff, and waved his finger.

There was a buzzing sound in the Wushuang sword box, and then a blue long sword shot out!

As soon as this sword is released, it is as fast as lightning, and it shoots at Sikong Qianluo like clouds and rocks splitting.

"Sword Control?!"

……righteous.

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"Swordsmanship?"

Seeing Wushuang controlling the flying sword with his fingers and attacking Sikong Qianluo, Tang Lian couldn't help but froze and exclaimed.

Klang-kang-kang!

Sikong Qianluo reacted quickly, and blocked the Yunsuo sword with the spear in front of his chest.

But even so, when the Yunsuo sword collided with the silver spear, sparks flew everywhere.

Under the powerful impact, Sikong Qianluo was forced to take a dozen steps back in succession before he managed to stabilize his figure.

Immediately, with an unbelievable pretty face, she looked at Wushuang on the cliff.

"This kid..."

Sikong Qianluo put away his underestimation.

"Junior Sister, this person is probably the young Tianjiao of Wushuang City that the Three City Lords mentioned to me before, so be careful..."

Tang Lian's figure flashed in front of Sikong Qianluo, reminding him.

"Light Frost!"

Wu Shuang's expression was indifferent, and he flicked his fingers lightly, and another flying sword shot towards the people below with lightning speed.

"This sword monk is here to block it!"

Monk Wuchan took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and the Buddha light surged all over his body, and behind him was a vajra image with angry eyes

When Qingshuang flew over, Monk Wuchan clasped his hands together, and the angry-eyed King Kong figure behind him also clasped his hands together with "Two Thirty Zero", trying to stop the sword!

But things backfired.

The light frost sword struck, carrying frost and snowflakes all over the sky, and instantly froze the angry-eyed King Kong statue!

No matter how the Wuzen monk puts his palms together, it will not help!

"Turn your fingers softly!"

Wushuang continued to drink coldly.

A slender sword turned into a sharp blade and flew out, shooting straight at Lei Wujie.

Seeing this scene, Lei Wujie's complexion changed, he picked up the Killing Sword, and slashed towards him, hitting the Ruozhirou!

"Yu Ruyi!"

With a flick of Wushuang's fingers, a green flying sword that looked like a jade hairpin shot straight at Tang Lian.

Tang Lian didn't dare to be careless, he was fully clothed, and holding the hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, the dagger, was barely enough to stop him!

however.

this moment.

Xiao Han was the only one left beside Wuji.

Seeing these two people alone.

Wushuang didn't talk nonsense, he pointed a move, and controlled a light green flying sword, cut through the void, and shot at the two of them.

"Feng Xiao!"

see this moment.

Xiao Han's expression changed, he couldn't care less, and directly blocked Feng Xiaojian.

Although his cultivation base has been abolished, he still has lightness kung fu.

With his elegant posture, he can fight this sword one or two times.

In a short time, it will not fall below.

But what Xiao Han didn't expect was that there was something wrong with Lei Wujie.

When he confronted Elder Dahuai before, his internal strength hadn't recovered for a while.

I can't deal with that twisting finger at all.

Involuntarily, he was stabbed with a sword, directly scratching his wounds, and fell down, making it difficult to parry.

Although this Wushuang is a bit crazy, he is not a bloodthirsty person.

At this moment, seeing Lei Wujie, he was helpless to fight back.

Directly control the Wuzen monk who circled his fingers and bombarded not far away.

However, with a stab of the sword, it broke the glaring Vajra face behind him!

Then Qingshuang and Ruozhirou made two swords and defeated Wuchan monk.

Next, Sikong Qianluo also lost.

When the three swords struck, even though she had superb marksmanship and danced impeccably, she was still injured by the sword energy.

At this point, these three swords attacked Tang Lian together with Yu Ruyi.

Even if Tang Lian sacrificed the Tang Sect's hidden weapons such as Rainstorm Pear Blossom, it would not be able to reach the four flying swords!

In the blink of an eye, this senior brother of Xueyue City has already lost!

"No fun!"

"You people are not good enough for me!"

Seeing that all four were defeated, Wushuang smiled lazily.

While speaking, with a wave of the palm, the four flying swords converged with the wind and Xiao Jian, forcing them towards Xiao Han!

All of a sudden, the world was full of sword energy.

The five flying swords circled the sky and circled the earth, fierce and powerful, directly blocking all his escape routes!

At the moment, Xiao Han also staggered and was defeated.

"This brat from Wushuang City can control five flying swords at such a young age. It's really scary."

"If I was able to suppress one or two in my heyday, I can't do anything now."

Xiao Han thought to himself, smiling wryly again and again.

"Monk, it's your turn now."

"If you obediently follow us back to Wushuang City, I won't hurt you."

After finishing Tang Lian, Sikong Qianluo and other five people, Wushuang looked down at the figure in white robe sitting under the stone tablet, and said calmly.

"One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon."

"Young monk, I really want to learn from you, your skill in controlling the sword!"

Wuji stood up slowly and let out a soft sigh.

At this moment, his eyes were extremely bright, his body was full of Buddha light, and the voices of Buddhas chanting resounded all over him.

"This……"

not far away.

Jiulong Temple and others looked at this scene, and they were all a little unbelievable.

"His cultivation has recovered?"

"how can that be?"

Elder Dahuai said in disbelief.

"Unexpectedly, my nephew got rid of all the forbidden techniques of the Rakshasa Hall, but learned the six skills of Buddhism. It's a blessing and a curse."

Zen Master Dajue came to his senses and couldn't help but praise him.

The so-called six powers of Buddhism refer to other minds, celestial eyes, celestial ears, divine feet, fate, and omissions.

"Brother, you have taken a path that even Master Master has not completed, and you have learned the six principles of Buddhism!"

"I'm afraid it won't be long before you can be promoted to the first level of Arhat, and even the first level of Venerable is within sight."

Monk Wuchan looked at Wujia very excitedly.