shock! My wife is a sword master

As soon as Gentleness put on this pose, Mo Xian also felt a strong smell of blood coming to his face. It was not a pair of arms in front of him, but the head of a dragon, and the dragon with its mouth wide open at this time seemed to choose a person to devour.

Seeing the rise of gentleness, Elder Bearded Gray also hurriedly spoke: "No."

Before he could finish speaking, Gentleness had already rushed to Mo Xian's side. A claw hand instantly broke through Mo Xian's defenses, leaving a clear blood mark on Mo Xian's arm.

Unexpectedly, Gentle would break his defenses in this way, Mo Xian also stomped his feet, and his strength shook out along his arm. I want to shake the gentleness away, but where does the gentleness give him a chance.

Grabbing Mo Xian's arm with one hand, and grabbing Mo Xian's face with the other claw.

Seeing Gentle Grabbing his face, Mo Xian also let go of his arm, brushed aside the hand that Gentle grabbed him, and then protected his face.

Seeing that Mo Xian was protecting his face with his hands, Gentle did not continue to use his claws. Instead, the claw hand changed to a palm, and a palm slapped on the back of Mo Xian's hand.

The strength of this palm also made Mo Xian's palm stick to his face, leaving a red palm print.

Mo Xian, who left palm prints on his face, was no longer calm, and his whole face turned red with anger: "You should be damned."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Xian also stomped on the ground, and the whole person rushed towards gentleness.

Seeing Mo Xian rushing over, Gentle was also a clever sideways turn, avoiding Mo Xian's attack. When he passed by Mo Xian, he also stretched out a claw hand, leaving another bloody mark on Mo Xian's arm.

Hurt by gentleness again, Mo Xian was even more annoyed. Instead of using the half-leaning position, turn sideways, raise your arms, and stand at your sides.

Let the whole body swing from side to side like a swimming dragon. Seeing Mo Xian's momentum, the elders on the referee's bench also stood up instantly: "Longxing is eighteen."

Not only were the elders on the referee's bench surprised, but even the gentleness on the field was also surprised after seeing Mo Xian's momentum.

"Long Xing, are you Chinese?" said Gentle in surprise.

"I wanted to keep a low profile, but since you want to be serious, then come on. Saying that, Mo Xian also waved his arms and went straight to gentleness.

Mo Xian, who changed the momentum, changed his previous strategy of defensive counterattack and became extremely aggressive. Swing your arms and switch your hands back and forth between fists, palms, and claws.

Seeing Mo Xian attacking, gentleness was also true, and he faced it with Shuanglong Fist again. Between the wrong bodies, Gentleness also used his claw hand to leave a wound on Mo Xian's arm again. And Mo Xian also slapped Wen Rou on the shoulder, making Wen Rou feel that his whole arm was numb.

"Qinglong drinking water. Mo Xian shook his arm, his hand was claw-shaped, and he grabbed the gentle head again.

Although one arm is still numb, Gentle does not hide and protects his head with one hand. Then he swung down violently, and the gale brought by his claw hand made Mo Xian's hands feel a burst of pain.

"The dragon returns to the sea. Failing to catch Gentle's head, Mo Xian also turned around, shook his other arm, and pumped towards Gentle.

With the gentleness of swinging a claw, seeing Mo Xian's other hand coming, he also hurriedly lowered his waist and avoided this move.

Dodging this move, Gentleness didn't stop, supported the ground with one palm, then turned his body and kicked at Mo Xian.

Although Mo Xian had his back to Gentle, he seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his swinging arm changed into a fist and slapped it on the soles of Gentle's feet: "Dragon Spit Beads." A

dark energy followed the gentle legs and hit the gentle.

Sensing the dark energy entering the body, the gentleness is also the same face. The palm that was holding the ground made the whole person spin in mid-air, and then let the dark energy dissipate in the body with the rotation.

With a palm on the soles of Gentle's feet, Mo Xian also turned around again and saw Gentleness spinning in mid-air. He also seized the opportunity and raised his hand with a punch: "You Long sends blessings." This

punch, the fist was fierce, and it smashed directly on Gentle's body, making Gentleness fly out upside down.

Bai Yu, who was still in the special guest seat, saw that Gentleness was smashed away with a punch, and his fists and nails were sunk into his palms.

But Bai Yu did not rush to the stage, he knew that Wen Rou definitely did not want him to make trouble on stage in this official showdown. This is related to the name of the Sword Master, the name of the Sword Master, and it cannot be humiliated.

was smashed away by Mo Xian's punch, and Gentleness also felt the displacement of internal organs, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

smashed the gentle Mo Xian with a punch, and his expression was even more hideous. With the eighteen-like momentum of Longxing, he rushed to gentleness again.

Seeing Mo Xian rushing again, Gentle also quickly got up, and then put on a double dragon fist posture to face Mo Xian. This time, as soon as the two got close, it was a fist-to-fist collision. But this time, the gentleness who had already dislocated his internal organs lost Mo Xian in terms of strength, and was repelled by Mo Xian a few steps.

Seeing Gentleness regressing, Mo Xian also took advantage of the victory to chase after him, and smashed his fist at Gentleness again.

At the critical moment, gentleness also made a gesture of unspentness, and with a finger, he pointed at Mo Xian's wrist, making Mo Xian's fist slow down for a moment.

Gentleness also took advantage of this moment to sideways avoid Mo Xian's fist. Avoiding Mo Xian's fist, Gentleness also pointed at Mo Xian's floating ribs again.

was pointed on the floating ribs by gentleness, Mo Xian also felt that his breathing stopped, and then he waved his arm violently and smashed it at gentleness.

Seeing Mo Xian waving his arms, Wen Rou also hurriedly took a step back, widening the distance between him and Mo Xian. Feeling the pain of floating ribs, Mo Xian also said viciously to Wen Rou: "Woman, I want you to die." After

that, Mo Xian also waved his arms, and the whole person was like a crazy demon: "Nine dragons roll the wall." "

Punch after palm, palm after claw, claw after punch. The fierce offensive, like the waves of the sea, kept hitting Gentleness, so that Gentleness had no chance to breathe.

Looking at Mo Xian's crazy offensive, Gentle also regressed again and again, and Hua Wuxiang had no chance to show it at all. As for the Great Sun Chong Fist or the Twelve Palms of the Howling Heaven, as long as it is against Mo Xian, it will definitely be a series of blows to greet the gentle.

So Gentleness can only retreat again and again, and wait until Gentleness has been forced to retreat to the edge of the ring. Mo Xian also said with a sneer: "See how you are still hiding?"

At the moment when Mo Xian spoke, gentleness was also an instant, and he came to Mo Xian's body. Then a palm poked out, from between Mo Xian's arms, covering Mo Xian's face.

Pressed Mo Xian's brow with the bottom of his palm, gently used his thumb as a lever to press under Mo Xian's nose, and then turned his strength and pressed down instantly.

Hearing only the sound of "click", Mo Xian's cervical vertebrae made a crisp sound, and then, Mo Xian, who was still attacking violently, also stopped with both hands, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

The instantaneous attack, although he defeated Mo Xian, but Gentleness also resisted Mo Xian a few punches, and the whole person vomited blood.

Seeing that the victory and defeat had been divided, Bai Yu also hurriedly rushed to the stage and hugged Gentle.

Lying in Bai Yu's arms, Wen Wen also said to the referee: "Don't announce it yet."

The referee, who was frightened, also hurriedly announced: "The Xuanji Sword Saint wins."

But at this moment, the navy blue-robed elder on the referee's bench also shouted: "Killer in the game, you are too much." Hearing

the words of the navy blue robe elder, Gentleness barely supported herself, and then took the Chengying Sword representing the Sword Saint from Bai Yu's hand, and said to the navy blue robe elder: "The duel of the Sword Saint, there is only life and death, there is no victory or defeat. If you don't accept it, you can continue!" The

navy blue-robed elder who was invited to fight by this gentle voice was also speechless for a while. He was really afraid, once he accepted the invitation to fight, he would have to deal with the gentleness of holding a weapon and using the Sword Saint's secret moves, he didn't have confidence.

After all, the Chinese martial artists who had just used the eighteen styles of Longxing had already been defeated against the gentleness of the sword saint who had no weapons and the secret moves of the Sword Saint.

Seeing that the navy blue-robed elder didn't speak for a long time, he was gentle and let Bai Yu support him, and left the venue step by step.

Looking at the back of the gentle departure, I don't know who it is, and said: "Swordsman, there is only life and death, there is no victory or defeat." "