Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

Someone suddenly exclaimed.

"I know! He is the only junior of God of War, the new Suzerain of Qingshan Sword Sect, Long Aotian."

God of War's only junior?

What a dazzling aura!

Because he had a little relationship with God of War, at this moment, Long Aotian instantly became stalwart in the eyes of everyone.

The man who is as strong as the god of war, the junior brother behind him, will definitely not be so bad.

Take a look!
This handsome face, this unique evil temperament, all showed his strength.

Fortunately, it is a master of the hidden world, even if one god of war falls, there will be thousands of gods of war standing up.

Facing the red-robed gun repairman, Long Aotian showed a cruel smile, looked up and down, and suddenly stretched out a finger.

"kill you……"

"I just need one move!"

Pretentious like wind, terrifying like this.

As if hearing a big joke, the red-robed gun repairman laughed out loud.

"In terms of pretense, I would like to call you number one in the world."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth!"

The spear in his hand buzzed and trembled like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring.

A powerful murderous aura swept the entire scene.

Long Aotian disdains.

Showy, flashy.

"If this is the true strength of the top ten hidden world sects... then it really disappoints me."

He holds the sword in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, posing in a strange posture.

"What is this trick?"

Some people were fascinated and frowned, feeling like they had known each other before.

"I remember!"

"This move is... the sword-drawing posture in the basic swordsmanship!"

"Basic swordsmanship?"

"He wants to use basic swordsmanship to deal with the enemy?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes showed unbelievable expressions, and the eyes they looked at Long Aotian were more like looking at a mentally retarded person.

As we all know, basic swordsmanship has no lethality at all, and it only serves as an enlightenment for novice swordsmen.

No matter who has practiced the basic swordsmanship to the point of perfection, it is only the basic swordsmanship.

"It's over, it's over!"

"I'm afraid the successor of God of War is not a fool."

The red-robed spear repairman's eyes widened, with an expression like you're fucking teasing me.

Although he is a spear repairer, he still knows the basic sword skills.

"Basic sword drawing sword technique?"

Long Aotian nodded proudly.

"That's right, although your strength is very weak, you still have some knowledge."

"The next... is the moment to witness the miracle!"

Long Aotian furrowed his brows fiercely, drank softly, and then he gracefully put away his sword-drawing posture.

"You are already dead!"

The corner of the red-robed gunsmith's mouth twitched, he put away the spear in his hand, and shook his head.

"That's it!"

"I don't fight fools, it will affect my IQ."

"In order not to spread the word in the future, everyone will say that my Misty Sect bullies the small with the big."

"I'll let you off this time, I hope you cherish this hard-won opportunity."

"In the future, don't pretend to be a high school in the hidden world, and don't just call Amao and Gou the God of War casually."

After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that such a fool was not worth his anger at all.

Long Aotian's charming smile was unmoved, and he just muttered softly in his mouth.

"step."

"Two steps."

"Three steps."

Suddenly.

The red-robed spear repairer stopped, first his brows were furrowed, and then his face was full of disbelief.

He turned around slowly and raised his finger to Long Aotian.

"you you……"

Not finished yet.

His entire arm broke into four and slid to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his thighs and all parts of his body slid to the ground.

What's even more weird is that the wound on the red-robed spear repair's broken corpse was extremely smooth, without a trace of blood flowing out, and the broken corpse kept wriggling on the ground, as if it had a life of its own.

"If I say dead, you are dead."

"I want you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch!"

Facing the golden sunshine, Long Aotian seeks defeat alone.

"You are the first person I killed after I drew my sword."

"You should be honored to die by my sword."

He looked up at the sky.

Brother, you have a spirit in the sky, have you seen it?

100 billion times of drawing the sword, just for this moment of drawing the sword.

Everyone was confused and tinged with fear.

"He...he...broken?"

"What just happened?"

"do not know……"

Ye Tianlan was thoughtful, looking at Long Aotian with eyes full of awe.

"Quickly without shadow, quickly without trace..."

"I seem to understand!"

"It is said that when a person's sword reaches a certain speed, the wound will be so smooth that it will not be seen as a wound at all, and will not bleed a drop of blood."

"The even more unbelievable thing is yet to come. Because the sword is too fast, the person who was beheaded didn't even react. He has already been chopped into pieces."

"He will still think that he is still alive, even in the end, the body tissue that has been chopped up thinks so, so the principle of the broken corpse you see is still wriggling."

Ye Tianlan explained.

Everyone finally understood what happened.

This man who has practiced basic sword skills to the extreme is so terrifying!
If facing the God of War, it is respect, respect and love.

Then they face Long Aotian now with awe and fear.

In the eyes of others, the two senior brothers have completely opposite personalities.

Long Aotian took his life as soon as he made a move, without any regard for anyone's thoughts and feelings.

If the God of War faced this situation, I'm afraid he wouldn't hurt the killer.

However, relying on his status as the suzerain master of the hidden world, this person mocked the entire school of sword cultivators, and he deserved his death.

The master of the top ten hidden sects, the Tianji Sect, was abolished by the God of War.

The head of the Misty Sect, the top ten hidden world sects, was killed by Long Aotian.

First get down to the sky, and then cut Misty.

Such an astonishing record makes people tremble uncontrollably.

"The successor of God of War... is not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

"He's crazy, he's evil, he's unreasonable, and to a certain extent, he's even more terrifying than the God of War."

Everyone's waists couldn't help but bend.

This is the territory of Qingshan Sword Sect.

now.

Looking around, all the people of Qingshan Sword Sect are like outsiders in their eyes.

Grandpa was dumbfounded.

The suzerain of the top ten hidden world masters, kill as soon as they say, kill as soon as they say, and move as they say?
Good guy!
My Qingshan Sword Sect has produced another big tiger!
My little third-rate sect has really endured too much pressure that it shouldn't have to bear.

Where did these guys come from!
"Zhang Daozi, where are you!"

Hearing Long Aotian's call, Zhang Hao took a step forward. ''

"Uncle, what are your orders?"

Long Aotian exercised his muscles and bones.

"Give me a detailed address of the top ten hidden world masters, and I will go out for a while, and come as soon as I go."

"You greet the guests well, don't neglect them."

Zhang Hao was puzzled.

"Uncle, what do you want?"

Long Aotian sneered.

"I'm going to fulfill my brother's last wish."

"These top ten hidden world masters are too arrogant."

"How dare you insult my Qingshan Sword Sect."

"From today onwards, there will only be one hidden master in this world."

"That is the Qingshan Sword Sect."

"As for them... Either surrender or destroy the family!"