Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Lin Xiao is naturally not afraid of challenges, and he knows the other party's intention.

Trying to annoy himself and make him mess.

It's ridiculous.

"Give your name before defeating you!" Lin Xiao shouted with a very high-profile tone.

Since you come out to humiliate yourself, don't blame me for my ruthlessness.

"Di Minghui!"

Both of them are having their own ideas.

Di Minghui wants to defeat Lin Xiao in full view of the public and let him get out of heaven and Earth City.

Lin Xiao was disgusted with di Minghui's lofty expression and wanted to embarrass him.

The two men competed with each other first in momentum.

With the support of many civilians, di Minghui's momentum is obviously much higher.

On the contrary, Lin Xiao was alone and his back was a little bleak.

"Lin Xiao, right?" Di Minghui walked slowly to the front. The two sides were only about 20 meters apart. They could attack at any time. He lowered his voice and said, "I advise you to give up the test and leave heaven and Earth City. In this way, you can save some face."

"What a joke. Don't you think it's funny to say that?" Lin Xiao sneered, "don't talk nonsense. Come if you want to fight. I want to see how powerful the boy called the first genius of heaven and earth city is."

"Oh? You know me?"

Lin Xiao sneered, "those who watch the excitement around want to talk about what underwear you wear. The deaf heard it."

Di Minghui smiled and gently pulled out the long sword hanging around his waist.

Choke!

A sword roared into the night.

Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly. The other party's hand grasping the sword was extremely stable and explosive. Such a person must have a tricky angle and a cruel hand to use the sword.

It looks gentle on the surface, but actually it is murderous, which makes Lin Xiao alert.

"Young master! Knock him down!"

Someone stood on the top of the wooden building and shouted in the direction of the square.

"The childe is the most powerful!"

"Come on, childe!"

Almost everyone is cheering on di Minghui with great momentum!

Brush

Di Minghui shook his wrist, a string of sword flowers dazzled people, and his body rushed out in the cheers.

The battle broke out.

Choking!

Lin Xiao held the magnetic knife in his hand, his body bent slightly, and there was only a sword in his eyes.

When!

On one side of Lin Xiao's head, the magnetic knife smashed the long sword, bullied him and hit him with his left fist upward.

WOW!

Di Minghui sure enough had two skills. He turned lightly and avoided Lin Xiao's heavy fist. He bent his knees and raised his legs and hit him hard on the chest.

Bang!

Lin Xiao smashed his elbow and fell to stop his leg. His right hand magnetic knife drew a half circle in the air and quickly hit his neck.

When!

Di Minghui bent down and turned over with Lin Xiao's elbow smashing force, and the long sword in his hand was on the blade ridge from a strange angle.

WOW!

The two fought each other for a short time. They didn't use much power. It was a competition of skills and reactions.

A tie.

"Have two sons." Di Minghui was surprised by Lin Xiao's strength and couldn't help praising him. "No wonder you have the confidence to participate in the test... However, with your strength now, you have no hope of passing the third level!"

Lin Xiao frowned, "don't worry!"

"Ha ha..." Di Minghui didn't care either. The long sword shook and continued to attack.

This time, they both accelerated their speed and strength and showed their real strength.

Dangdang!

The sound of swords and sword dance crisscross each other. People can't see their movements clearly. They only hear bursts of harsh weapon impact.

The tea drinking Masters had a slightly solemn expression.

"Can Lin Xiao stop the childe's fast sword?"

"The childe's Feiyun thirteen swords are faster than one. No one at the same level can take his thirteenth sword, and I don't know if Lin Xiao can do it!"

"Ha ha... You think too highly of Lin Xiao. The childe's flying cloud thirteen swords and the tenth sword are hard to be defeated. If it's the power of the thirteenth sword, I'm afraid it's close to the great master."

"That's what I said!"

"But for so many years, you have never used the thirteenth sword."

"It's not necessary!"

"Look, there seems to be some changes on the field!"

Everyone looked at the square with a smile.

The battle between the two has reached a white hot state, and the attack speed is faster and faster.

The onlookers held their breath for fear of missing any wonderful content.

In the end, the sound of weapon impact had become one, just like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

I thought I could win Lin Xiao easily. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiao not only didn't lose the wind, but even had a relaxed smile on his face.

"Hum!" Di Minghui's face gradually became calm, and his moves suddenly changed from opening and closing to being cautious.

"Lin Xiao! I underestimated you."

Choke!

Di Minghui walked with the sword, as if he were integrated with the light of the sword, and slammed into Lin Xiao.

Flying cloud thirteen swords!

When displayed, the user is like a floating cloud. Not only the moves will change at any time, but even the shadow will cooperate with the sword moves to confuse the enemy.

WOW!

Lin Xiao obviously felt that the speed of the opponent's sword changed, fast and slow, which was very uncomfortable.

This kind of sword technique is similar to the stabbing technique in the army. There is no virtual shaking in each move. The principle of taking the shortest line between two points is the principle of a straight line to achieve extreme speed.

Brush, brush

A group of great masters who watched the excitement counted out sword moves for Di Minghui.

"One sword, two swords, three swords..."

"Seven swords, eight swords..."

"Lin Xiao, who has blocked so many swords, still has the strength to fight back!"

Lin Xiao on the court not only did not retreat, but fought more and more bravely. Every move met the other party. The magnetic knife turned into a dark shadow and besieged Di Minghui.

"The eleventh sword..."

Several great masters stood up.

Feiyun thirteen swords, each move has dozens of subtle changes, from the start to the end, which is very difficult to prevent.

"The twelfth sword!"

Someone exclaimed.

Dangdang!

In the end, the sound of the two men's weapons hitting became more and more slight. Almost as soon as they touched and withdrew, they turned to the next one.

"So fast!" Lin Xiao was a little frightened.

Di Minghui's sword is too fast. If this sword technique is used, I'm afraid even bullets can't be swept in. Ordinary gold soldiers have long been defeated.

Lin Xiao was so relaxed because of the sudden outbreak a few days ago, which stimulated the power of blood poison and made great progress in his physical quality.

"Not yet!?" What's more surprising is that di Minghui has already cast twelve swords, but Lin Xiao has no sign of defeat except for a little difficulty.

How is that possible?

Feiyun thirteen swords is a superb sword move, and it has been helped by internal breathing. The power of the last move is close to the great master.

Those who have a clear eye have seen the state on the field. It is clear that there is only one last move left for childe Di Minghui's Feiyun thirteen swords.

"I can fight with the childe for so long..." the big bear swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I'm not wrong to lose to him!"

Brush!

Di Minghui retreated decisively, and the long sword stretched out far away, becoming more solemn than ever!