I, the first son, became a woman

Bai Qiuhan's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"According to the legend, there was a Da Luo Jinxian in ancient times who knew a spell."

"One sword can break the entire East China Sea!"

"This iron-faced swordsman, could it be that he has the inheritance of the Da Luo Jinxian?!"

There is no time to surprise him!

Bai Qiuhan suddenly came back to his senses.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the Iron Masked Swordsman was silent, flashing from side to side, and had already arrived in front of him.

"The art of good fortune!"

Fist condensed, waved forward.

Behind him, the big waves condensed again and turned into a huge fist, which smashed towards the iron-masked swordsman in an instant.

A clean tumbling.

The moment the fist fell.

The iron-masked swordsman turned around at just the right time, and avoided it accurately.

"Stop him for me!"

Squint your eyes and strike with both fists!

Behind him, all the waves fluttered and turned into pieces of ice and snow in the sky.

All the ice and snow continued to condense, turning into ice arrows in the blink of an eye!

"fall!"

Bai Qiuhan soared in mid-air, and roared with disdain for the world!

The rain of arrows filled the sky, followed by Bai Qiuhan's long howl.

Suddenly, there was heavy rain and hailstorms!

The Frostbolt landed on the competition platform with a crackling sound.

The entire competition arena instantly seemed to be corroded, pitted and dilapidated!

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

As if dancing, the long sword in his hand was held in front of him, and he kept waving it like a swing.

The long sword was waving.

It was as if a barrier had condensed on the Iron Masked Swordsman, cutting off the Frost Arrows continuously!

Stop it!

"This is……"

above the seats.

For a moment, Xia Juan narrowed his eyes, his whole body suddenly concentrated, and he became confused.

If Xia Lingqiu came here today.

She, too, would definitely be taken aback!

Frowning puzzled.

Because what the Iron Masked Swordsman cast is exactly...

"Sword... dance?!"

Isn't this the sword dance of Taishang Jianzong? !

When I went to Tiangumen, it was my third sister who taught me!

This sword technique, this iron-masked swordsman...

"How could he?!"

Xia Juan frowned, her eyes fixed on the body of the iron-masked swordsman that kept flashing.

"This swordsmanship was taught to me by Taishang Jianzong, the third sister!"

"This iron-faced swordsman is a member of the Supreme Sword Sect...?"

"Or, what relationship does he have with Taishang Jianzong?!"

Touching his nose, he hesitated, puzzled.

In the end, Xia Juan could only shake his head and regain his senses.

"Everything can only be guesswork..."

"It's a pity that the third sister is not here today, otherwise she will definitely be able to tell one thing or two!"

"but……"

"The Taishang Sword Sect is world-renowned and has countless disciples. It seems normal that this iron-masked swordsman can dance swords..."

Nodding thoughtfully.

Xia Juan decided to wait until the next time he meets Xia Lingqiu.

Be sure to ask her if Taishang Jianzong ever had a guy wearing a mask!

But... Xia Juan remembered that the third sister should have seen the Iron Masked Swordsman.

If she knew, it shouldn't be possible for her to not respond? !

For a while, I became more curious about the identity of this person.

While Xia Juan was in a daze, he heard a roar from the competition platform.

"what?!"

She turned away.

On the competition stage, Bai Qiuhan was already retreating steadily.

The long flute in his hand kept spinning, and the flames shot out, and streams of water enveloped the iron-masked swordsman.

But the iron-masked swordsman remained unmoved no matter what.

He is fierce and mechanized like a machine.

He held up his long sword, lightning and thunder, and a torrential rain attack like a strong wind.

Every time he draws his sword.

Bai Qiuhan was shocked, and took a step back, and he couldn't help feeling a pain in his body.

"Damn... who are you?!"

Bai Qiuhan grinned, not expecting that he was a majestic genius in Lingxiaolou.

To be beaten to the ground by an unknown pawn!

He looked at the Iron Masked Swordsman with a grim face.

He thought that the other party would answer him with a cruel word.

Or a more ruthless cold stare, and then shoot.

Then Ling Bai Qiuhan didn't think of it.

It was this iron-masked swordsman, at the last moment...

He actually nodded and smiled? !

"Thank you."

Open the mouth lightly, just two words.

Bai Qiuhan was stunned for a moment, puzzled for a while.

In the next second, he felt his flute blocking the iron-masked swordsman sank, and he flew out.

Bang!

Bai Qiuhan flew out in an instant without the strength to fight back.

And yet at the same time.

The Iron Masked Swordsman strikes again.

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The iron-masked swordsman withdrew his long sword, reached out and immediately grabbed Bai Qiuhan's arm.

Everyone thought that the iron-faced swordsman would continue to torture Bai Qiuhan.

When not letting go of each other.

But the iron-masked swordsman suddenly pushed hard.

Push Bai Qiuhan's flying body to the ground!

Bai Qiuhan's body trembled.

With the strength of the Iron Masked Swordsman, he staggered and fell to the ground.

After a while, his legs became weak and he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Iron Masked Swordsman! Win!"

The referee's voice came from the ear.

Bai Qiuhan frowned, still in shock.

This guy... opened his mouth? !

But what did he just say...? !

"Thank you so much?!"

"This guy, what did he thank me for?!"

It feels like a mess in my head.

Bai Qiuhan raised his head, but found that the iron-masked swordsman had disappeared, and walked back to his seat.

"This person... who is it?!"

"Why did he save me?! He even nodded and smiled at me, and said..."

"Thank you?!"

"What the hell did I do?! Let him express his gratitude?!"

He looked at the back of the iron-masked swordsman in confusion.

Watch him walk up step by step, and then sit down.

"Oh? So the iron-masked swordsman is sitting on top of that guy named Xia Juan..."

"It's strange...it's really strange..."

Shaking his head, he still didn't quite understand.

Bai Qiuhan shook his injured arm and stood up.

"Brother, are you alright!?"

"Senior Brother is injured, Junior Brother feels so distressed! Come on, let me bandage Senior Brother!"

"Brother, hug me with love!"

Beside him, the disciples of Ling Xiao Tower had come over to comfort him.

But at this time, Bai Qiuhan was not worried about losing the game, but worried.

He glanced at the Iron Masked Swordsman hesitantly.

The guy continued to sit upright like a robot, motionless.

Thank you...?