Super Useless System

Du Yao brandished the long sword in her hand, the opponent's Six Yang Chief flew up into the sky, and with one leg, she kicked the corpse into the ocean, her face revealing a calm expression.

No one knew what exactly happened, but that old thing suddenly seemed to have aged and was then cut down.

The Optical Sphere Immeasurable secretly informed Peng Xiaoshuai at this time, that a lot of people's Spiritual Sense were scanning the place, it seemed like they had ulterior motives.

Peng Xiaoshuai was very gloomy, although he knew a lot of things, but he did not have any cultivation, and many things that people knew, he himself did not.

Fighting Emperor was able to cultivate and produce one's own Spiritual Sense. This was equivalent to the Yang God coming out of the body, which could travel thousands of kilometers in an instant.

If one could reach the level of Fighting God, then they could use the Spiritual Sense to injure others. That was called killing people invisibly, slashing the enemy from thousands of miles away.

However, the requirements were extremely high and not just any kind of Fighting God. In actuality, all the Fighting God on this continent should belong to a False God and there was still a certain difference between their true Fighting God.

His greatest strength was his magnanimity. He could always turn bad things into good things, and make everything beneficial to himself. He wouldn't fret over meaningless things.

Since there were many things that couldn't be changed, then what was the point of worrying? He was just asking for trouble. He was simply tormenting himself.

Since these fellows wanted to investigate their background, then let them investigate until they have enough. The Knife Family people were the best kind of chickens, they would kill them and let these monkeys have a look.

After Du Yao killed the old fellow, she spat once with a face full of disdain. For an old thing like this who didn't respect her dignity, killing him like this was really going to be easy for him.

The rest of the people knew what she meant, and their faces were all red. That old man was an old rogue, but he had obtained the old woman's appreciation.

Another old man walked out with big strides. This guy's face looked like it was filled with righteousness. He seemed to be a noble man with a Guan Dao in his hand.

Every single person in the Knife Family was a blade, and there were a lot of them. Being able to display the characteristics of a blade could also be considered a very rare trait.

This old man also didn't say anything further. He immediately stood on the stage and hacked down on Huashan Mountain with his blade.

Annoyed expression once again flashed past Du Yao's eyes. This old fellow was too arrogant, she did not even put him in her eyes, and wanted to use strength to pressure others.

She only used the Flourishing Butterfly Steps and revolved around the old man. Since this old man planned on using his strength to suppress her, then she would give him a 'soft' and 'strong' one.

To be able to control one's strength so easily, many times, it was a very useful martial arts technique. Especially when one was circling around the opponent, it was simply a characteristic of a woman.

There was a difference in the innate strength of women, so most of them relied on their skills to make up for it. Whether it was their flexibility or endurance, they were both stronger than men.

This old fellow was displaying the properties of an inch longer and an inch stronger. Each strike of the large saber was full of strength, as if it was as powerful as a thunderbolt.

It was said that fighters were afraid of young and strong men, but they were also afraid of old men. It was said that the fear of young and strong men, and the fear of old men, was due to the old man's lack of stamina.

However, when true power collided, the elderly would often find themselves powerless. This was also something that could not be helped. After all, for them, the drop in their physical abilities was unavoidable.

This was especially the case for this kind of old man who used a heavy weapon. He was at a disadvantage in this aspect. It was said that he was growing stronger with age, but in the end, he was still old.

Du Yao kept on exhausting his opponent's body and quickly found his weak point. Raising her hand, she shot out an embroidery needle, which directly pierced his opponent's temple.

Yin Yang Evil Palace was said to be a place where one did whatever they wanted. After cultivating for a long time, the killing power of these techniques were huge, and many weapons even had strange poisons on them.

After Peng Xiaoshuai found out about his characteristics, he simply found a lot of poison from the dumpster and gave it to his, which could be considered an increase in her strength.

Because this kid had the thinking of a modern person, he only cared about the results. As for what the process was like and what methods he used, he didn't care.

This old fellow was once again kicked into the sea. Because he had been holding the Guan Dao ever since his death, his weight had increased by a lot, directly sinking to the bottom.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Du Yao's forehead. After all, she had fought two matches consecutively, and she had more or less used up some of her energy.

Dao Kangjing never talked about courtesy, justice, and shame. She believed that as long as she could win, it would be true. Now that this woman had already fought two rounds, it would be good for her to go up and pick up cheap.

Not only could he kill them, he could also establish his prestige in front of his subordinates. As for fairness, how could it be fair in this world? There was only victory and defeat.

She paused for a moment on her walking stick, and then said in a hoarse voice, "You woman is really vicious, to have actually killed two of my subordinates.

If I don't avenge them today, how will I have the face to be this Great Elder in the future? "Girl, accept your death. Don't be so unruly in your next life."

Du Yao gently shook the sword in her hand, and looked at his opponent with disdain. This old fellow was truly shameless, to think that he could make the battle of attrition sound so grand.

However, he didn't take it to heart. He wanted to show off his strength in front of his husband to avoid being outdone by others.

She looked at her opponent with a face as cold as ice. This time, she took the initiative to attack, stabbing towards the center of her opponent's brows with her sword, looking extremely ruthless.

The expression on Dao Kang's face remained unchanged. He raised his dragon head stick and directly knocked into the opponent's long sword. He relied on his heavy weapon.

Du Yao immediately used her sword to parry. Passing through the Dragon-Headed Cane, she slashed towards the old lady's face, intending to give her a pair of eyelids.

The two of them fought like this, and for a moment, it was difficult to determine victory or defeat. This old woman was quite steady, and her walking stick casually swung about.

Dao Kangjing suddenly let out a long hiss. The dragon head of the walking stick flew out and a long blade appeared. This was the shape of Mo Dao.

Du Yao had already prepared herself, the sword in her hand had slipped out of her grasp, there was a name for this move, the Sword of Leaving Hand, it could often hurt someone when they were caught off-guard.

However, she had still underestimated the old woman's strength. She had wrapped the blade in her hand and the sword had been broken into several pieces.

Dao Kang Jing's face revealed a complacent expression as she viciously swung her blade.