I can't hold on anymore, I was exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List

Come and go without indecent!
If you attack me with a move, I will return a knife, there is nothing wrong with it.

Fu Qiu didn't have the leisure to chat with the enemy.

His best response was a knife.

The onlookers were obviously very afraid of him!
The seventeenth-level Zu Yigou was still cut in half. It seemed that Fu Chou's strength had to be re-evaluated.

"Strange, Fu Chou is also level [-]?"

Taoist Huo frowned and looked at the two brothers beside him.

"Could it be that we were wrong just now? He is hiding his strength?"

The White-headed Buddha and Confucianism are also very puzzled.

"From level ten to level seventeen in one hundred days."

"Ren Xiaoyao is too powerful!"

"Maybe he has some quick fixes and isn't as powerful as we thought?"

"Well, it should be a quick fix. It's similar to pulling seedlings to encourage growth. I don't think Fu Qiu and Ye Wushuang will last long. They will stop at a certain level and cut off their future forever!"

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"The Three Musketeers of the Kamikaze Mansion ask for advice!"

Suddenly there were three loud shouts in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, three middle-aged men with flying swords appeared.

"Ah? The disciples from the Kamikaze Mansion are here too?"

Everyone was astonished.

The number one sword sect in the Beidou Empire rarely participates in disputes between the rivers and lakes, and concentrates on studying the way of swords.

"The three of us passed by here and heard that Renjiao is going to challenge the entire Beidou sect. We just want to learn from each other and have nothing to do with anything else."

A disciple of the Kamikaze Palace immediately explained the purpose of coming.

The crowd suddenly realized.

It turned out that these three people just shouted at the injustice!
"Brother, take a break, it's my turn!"

Ye Wushuang had already been itching for skills, and the throwing knife on his body would rust if he didn't use it anymore.

As he spoke, he walked up to Fu Qiu and blocked him.

Fu Qiu didn't fight for it, turned around silently, dragged his right leg, walked back to the stone steps in front of the mountain gate and sat down.

The Three Musketeers didn't care about changing people, their figures slowly landed on the ground, and the flying sword automatically floated above their heads.

"Look at the sword!"

The three raised two fingers at the same time, and one pointed at Ye Wushuang.

The three flying swords pierced quickly.

"Using Qi to control the sword, the peak strength of the nineteenth level of the warrior in the second stage!"

Taoist Huo nodded slightly to express his appreciation.

"The three of them always attack the enemy at the same time, and they are almost invincible at this level!"

The white-headed Buddha turned the beads in his hand and said with a half-smile.

"Ye Wushuang can't!"

Ru Feng closed the fan and tapped it twice on the palm of his hand.

Ye Wushuang didn't use the flying knife, but erratic among the three flying swords, dodging easily.

His personality is completely different from Fu Chou's, and his fighting style is of course very different.

If Fu Qiu is an owl that likes to be quiet, he is a lark that likes to jump.

At first, Ye Wushuang dodged cautiously.

It was later discovered that the speed of the three flying swords chasing him was too slow.

Only then did he know how powerful he was.

"Hey, did the three of you not eat? Can you work harder to speed up?"

Fighting without talking is very depressing for him.

In the past, I was willing to say that I haven’t changed it now, and I can’t change it in the future.

Just like letting Fu Qiu break his mouth, that's impossible!

The three sword cultivators were really depressed.

It was only two inches away from piercing Ye Wushuang's vitals.

However, the distance of two inches is like a moat!
As soon as the three of them gritted their teeth, [-]% of their strength poured out!

Feijian advanced an inch.

The three were overjoyed.

In the next second, they unanimously exerted [-] points of strength, intending to strike with one blow.

However, twelve points of strength were used, and the distance of one inch became two inches again!
The three were angry.

Originally, I wanted to come here to pretend to be aggressive, to show the strength of the Kamikaze Mansion and the pride of the three of them.

But I didn't expect that I would be deflated as soon as I shot it!

"Nine Forms of Kamikaze!"

The three quickly changed their moves.

These nine moves are the top swordsmanship in the Kamikaze Mansion.

The combination of the three is even more powerful.

"Three swords in one!"

The three of them stood back to back, raised two fingers of their right hand, and made a continuous gesture with their left hand around the two fingers.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Three swords combined into one more mighty sword!

"The first form, the wind is surging!"

A whirlwind blew in the sky, and a huge tornado formed in the blink of an eye.

The dark cloud was swept in by the tornado, forming a black cylinder like an iron barrel.

In the center of the tornado, Ye Wushuang took his time.

"It still looks like that, but I don't know how the flying sword will attack?"

He didn't think of a way to resolve it, and he was still thinking about other people's offensive.

It's not that he underestimates the enemy and is bold.

But the strength is not at the same level at all.

In the eyes of others, the tornado covered the sky and the sun, which was extremely terrifying.

In his eyes, it is basically equal to the black smoke from the chimney.

"Duh!"

The three sword repairmen pointed at the big sword!
A sword shadow suddenly appeared on the big sword.

It is about a hundred feet long and as wide as the tornado.

"cut!"

The three of them stopped drinking at the same time!
The Baizhang Sword Shadow immediately struck down at the center of the tornado!
"Ye Wushuang has no way to escape, he should be killed by this sword!"

Confucianism stroked his beard, and made a comment swearing.

However, face slaps followed.

I saw a sudden silver light in the dark tornado.

The high-speed rotating wind and cloud were riddled with holes like being pierced by needles, and the wind stopped and the clouds disappeared in an instant.

Ding!
The tip of a three-inch knife was hitting Baizhang Jianying's blade!

And Ye Wushuang had a faint smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and his white clothes were as white as snow, spotless.

Confucianism's face froze, it was so embarrassing!
Ye Wushuang not only did not die, but also did not show a trace of embarrassment.

This face was hot red from the beating!

But he can still justify himself.

"Sure enough, as I expected, an accident still happened. Ye Wushuang can't be worse than Fu Qiu."

The three sword repairmen looked solemn, and immediately used the second style.

"The dragon enters the sea!"

Jianying instantly transformed into a four-clawed black dragon.

The hands of the Three Swords Cultivator's Jujue changed rapidly, creating a phantom in the air.

"enter!"

The hands of the three people stopped suddenly, and they pointed at Ye Wushuang again.

Ow!

The black dragon let out a roar, and Baizhang's figure suddenly rushed down in the air at extreme speed.

Ye Wushuang shook his head slightly: "Hey! The momentum is huge, and it's okay to bluff people, but it's about actual combat."

Speaking of this, he shook his head again, and the flying knife in the air suddenly disappeared.

A silver light appeared in the sky.

In a flash, it passed through the black dragon figure and disappeared into the world!

Silently!

The black dragon is also silent and stagnant!

next second.

puff!
San Jianxiu's face turned red, and he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The black dragon figure also dissipated into the air along with the mouthful of blood.

The three of them didn't bother to wipe the blood stains from the corners of their mouths, and slapped their waist pockets.

Three healing pills the size of a bull's eye flew directly into his mouth.

"Third form, ten thousand swords piercing the heart!"

Another phantom appeared in the hands of the three of them.

Their faces were pale, without a trace of blood. It was obvious that they were temporarily suppressing their internal injuries and forced a breath of spiritual energy to fight.

No way, who made them willing to come out and pretend to be aggressive, now it's hard to get off the tiger.

It is impossible to admit defeat, and it is impossible to kill him.

They are not afraid of death, and Ye Wushuang doesn't care.

But he is still not as decisive as Fu Chou!

He hesitated for a while, but still did not make a lore decision.

His mission is to save the world.

rather than killing.

It's okay to learn martial arts, but it's unbearable to hurt people's lives.