Comprehensive martial arts: The beginning of the black is Xiaozhao's second shop

The breeze blew, and the robes of the two floated lightly.

Senran's meaning is condensed on the roof of the inn.

Concubine Shixuan in the guest room immediately raised her head, frowning her pretty brows, and grasped the sharp sword on the table with jade white fingers.

Seeing this, the surrounding teachers and sisters also held their swords together, stood up, and looked around warily.

"Saint, what's wrong?"

"Senior sister, where is the enemy coming from?"

Ask in a low voice.

Concubine Shixuan shook her head, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth, she put down her sword, and sat down again.

"It's okay, there are masters competing, and the miracle leaked out, I just noticed it."

All the beauties breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.

Thinking of what happened today, a female disciple was frightened and said worriedly: "This city of no conscience is too terrifying."

"Masters are emerging one after another, should we leave first?"

The rest of the people had expressions on their faces.

Yan Ya was caught in a tangle, thinking of her own plan, but thinking that Wuliang City was really dangerous, she also retreated in her heart.

The eyes of the five people were all on their backbone, the saintess concubine Xuan.

After thinking about it for a while, the rational Shi Feixuan made a judgment.

"I can't leave for the time being. It's hard to guarantee that there will be experts outside who are ready to rob us."

"If we go out rashly and meet those people again, we may be in danger again."

"It's not every time Boss Ye can save us easily, so it's safest to stay in this inn for the time being."

The girls nodded, stopped talking, and chatted about what they had seen and heard.

above the ridge.

Just about to start Crazy Fist and Situ Zhaixing.

Withdrawing their hands suddenly, all their momentum disappeared, they turned their heads together and looked into the distance.

In the center of Wuliang City, three feet above the ground, far higher than the arena of life and death in most houses in the city.

The two figures flashed back and forth.

They didn't use their internal strength, but used their own martial arts to fight to the death.

Have a gentleman's battle.

As soon as Crazy Fist stretched out his hand, the snow-white long sword fell into his arms, folded his arms again, and looked at the comment from afar.

"These two young men have good martial arts skills."

Situ Zhaixing touched his chin, and he also agreed.

"Well, although I haven't comprehended the realm of meaning, it has become a trend."

I saw the life and death arena that was three feet high and three feet wide.

A swordsman wearing a snow-white gown, with a three-foot green peak in his hand, picks, stabs, lifts, and hangs with his hands.

After losing one hand, he calmly responded to the opponent's attack.

His opponent, a man in a blue shirt with a strange movement and holding a butterfly double knife, kept attacking the swordsman around him.

The butterfly dagger in his hand is like a phantom, only the bright lights reflected in the sun tell the audience of the existence of the butterfly dagger.

The swordsman's wrist was reversed, and the long sword was erected behind him.

There was a crisp sound.

Blocked a butterfly dagger.

In the next moment, the swordsman didn't even think about it, and just got short.

Another butterfly dagger brushed across the top of his head,

The swordsman didn't get up, his body turned around.

Where the tip of the sword pointed, it blocked the crazy attack of the two butterfly knives.

Suddenly.

The swordsmen and swordsmen quickly retreated.

The two stood at the edge of the ring with a distance of two feet, looking at each other solemnly.

And the spectators around were also dignified.

They knew that their temptation ended at this moment.

Next, the two will decide whether to live or die.

chap!
The blades of the butterflies rubbed against each other, creating a string of flames.

A strange aura emerges from the swordsman.

The swordsman also put away his previous calmness, and his long sword lay across in front of him.

The sword finger of his left hand brushed across the blade.

Zheng!
Qingfeng chanted, Zhongzheng's peaceful momentum erupted from the swordsman.

The eyes of the two exchanged in the air.

After three breaths.

The eyes of the two were lingering, and they stepped forward.

when!
A crisp sound.

The long sword slashed down and was held up by the butterfly's double knives.

Then, the long sword was lifted up, and the sharp point of the sword went straight to the swordsman's chin.

The swordsman stood on one side of his body, stepped forward, pressed his sword against the sword, and slashed horizontally.

The saber was swift and fierce, panic appeared in the calm eyes of the swordsman, and he leaned back in a panic, avoiding the horizontal slash.

This made the swordsman's eyes brighten, and the sword-wielding man rushed forward.

The blade was raised, and it went straight to the swordsman's chest, and the sharp blade cut through the swordsman's neckline.

It was only an inch away, and it could sink into the swordsman's chest.

But the surrounding martial arts masters all shook their heads and looked at the swordsman with pity.

A man in a military uniform with a whisk in his hand and combing his temples, his eyes were full of tension.

He swung it sharply.

A hidden weapon carrying a red aura rushed towards the ring with incomparable speed.

On the ring, the swordsman flipped his wrist, and the sword flower danced.

The butterfly short knife that cut through the chest was relieved by the long sword, and along with the swordsman, was also drawn by the sword flower.

The originally weird and swift movement, staggered a step to the right.

And the swordsman had been holding his left hand behind him, and he punched out suddenly, hitting the swordsman in the chest.

puff!
Blood spurted from the swordsman's mouth.

Originally, victory was in sight, but there was confusion in his joyful eyes.

With a fist, the swordsman turned his fist into a claw, grabbed the swordsman's arm, and slammed into his arms.

The long sword was handed out.

The swordsman hurriedly swung his knife, one knife towards the swordsman's neck, and the other cut to the swordsman's left wrist.

But the swordsman remained unmoved, determined to die together.

It was at this time.

The hidden weapon flew to.

Hit on a butterfly dagger.

The huge force shocked the swordsman to retreat quickly.

The wave of internal energy erupting from the red stellar energy directly shook the two of them away.

puff!
Both of them spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily under the ring.

"Hmph, old Taoist priest, you broke the rules."

A brawny bald man with a Zen stick in his hand, but with half of his elbow gnawed, looked contemptuously at the middle-aged man who made the shot.

The middle-aged man, who was called an old Taoist priest, waved his whisk without any sign of shame.

On the contrary, his face was full of rejoicing, looking at his lover who barely stood up.

"It's just a quarrel, why bother to separate life and death?"

"If my apprentice dies, you know that your good apprentice will also lose his arm."

"He doesn't have the qualifications and opportunities of a Condor Hero. Without an arm, his martial arts path will be broken in the future."

"At this moment, if we win or lose, we can both gain something. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

The bald man's eyes flickered, he bit his elbow hard, and his shiny mouth opened and closed quickly.

The fat on his face was shaking, but he didn't say a word in the end. Holding the Zen staff, he came to his apprentice in a hurry.

He lifted it up and walked to the distance.

The swordsman was full of disappointment and blamed himself, and said to the master who came to him: "Master, I am ashamed of you."

"It doesn't matter, you are still young after all, and you don't have enough fighting experience. The performance just now is enough. Remember today's lesson and practice martial arts more in the future."

"Yes, Master!"

The old Taoist patted his lover on the shoulder, and the swordsman bowed sincerely.

A peaceful scene of filial piety between a teacher and an apprentice.

The Unscrupulous City Law Enforcement Team guarding the ring squinted and stared at the old man unkindly.

"Captain, that old Taoist broke our rules, should we abolish him?"

A team member finished.

The captain of the law enforcement slowly shook his head when he thought of the hidden weapon flying needle with red aura that flew out just now.

"The Battle of Xuanbei Mountain is just around the corner, and these people from the rivers and lakes are complicated. Let's turn a blind eye and close one eye now, so as not to lose our lives rashly."

"But in this way, our unscrupulous city's face will be completely lost."

A team member was unwilling to speak.

The captain gave the opponent a kick that was neither light nor heavy, and complained: "Our Lord City Lord has gone out to hide and relax, we are nothing."

Everyone laughed in embarrassment, completely cutting off the idea of ​​admiring the prestige of Wuliang City.

But the next moment.

A terrifying momentum erupted in the distance, and the loud voice resounded throughout Wushang City.

"Breaking the rules of life and death in Wuliang City, you want to leave like this? Have you asked the sword god!"