I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

Xu Changqing, who was carrying a long sword, was only wearing a gray Taoist robe.

She looks only fourteen or fifteen years old.

However, she has long sword eyebrows and star eyes, with delicate features, and an indescribably unique temperament wafting around her.

It was in stark contrast to Zhang Dali, a disciple of Sanxian Island whose mouth was a little crooked because his face had been twisted all the time.

On the gap between a crooked mouth disciple and a refined and handsome guy.

Xu Changqing, who has a unique temperament, instantly attracted the favor of a large number of female disciples from various sects.

"Senior brother, come on! We are optimistic about you."

"Kill this bitch!"

Facing the crowd who praised him, Xu Changqing just responded with a slight smile.

However, her eyes were fixed on Zi Xuan who looked calm in the stands.

He said secretly in his heart, "Don't worry, I will definitely prove it to you."

Looking at the handsome Xu Changqing, Zhang Dali was very upset.

When would a handyman disciple be able to steal his limelight, even more handsome than him.

He took a look at Xu Changqing's attire and the aura of cultivation around him.

Zhang Dali said with a very impatient expression.

"Looking at your attire, you should be a handyman disciple from Shushan! I'm afraid you're courting death just by running to the arena like this."

"Even your inner disciples have been beaten to the ground by me, let alone you, a handyman disciple."

"Let's go down quickly, so as not to be ashamed!"

Facing Zhang Dali's disdainful tone, Xu Changqing said calmly.

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, let's take it out for a walk. Besides, with your ability, I, a handyman disciple, can just come out."

"There is no need for other brothers to do it."

As soon as this remark came out, it instantly aroused the favor of many Shushan disciples.

For Xu Changqing who dared to fight on stage, they all clasped their fists to pay the highest respect.

On the other hand, Zhang Dali's face was distorted by anger.

Xu Changqing was responding to what he said just now, saying that although he was arrogant, he was not even as good as a disciple of Shushan handyman.

"court death!"

Xu Changqing pulled out the star sword on his back.

"Your Excellency, please!"

"This is your own death!"

Zhang Dali was furious, and a special spiritual power circulated on his arm.

Amidst the rattling of teeth and bones, the muscles on Zhang Dali's arm instantly swelled by more than three times.

The figure jumped out quickly, and punched Xu Changqing's face like raindrops.

Just now he used this move to blow Shushan disciple away with a punch.

"King Kong Iron Fist!"

"Phantom Spirit Sword Technique!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Xu Changqing's eyes, as if he saw the uniqueness of Zhang Dali's move.

Just now he used this method to beat the Shushan disciples into the ring.

The Star Sword in Xu Changqing's hand became like a swimming fish, exuding an astonishing aura.

"Boom!"

After two successive blows, Zhang Dali and Xu Changqing flew upside down at the same time and fell to the edge of the ring.

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of both sides looking at each other.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's attacks are so weird.

It is actually able to attack the vital points of the opponent's arm meridians at the same time, hindering the operation of the opponent's spiritual power.

It shows that the martial arts practiced in his hands are indeed extraordinary, and it can only be practiced to an extremely advanced level.

Representatives of many sects in the stands also pointed their fingers.

Their cultivation realm naturally shows the extent to which the two have fought.

The martial arts in the hands of both of them have been cultivated to an extremely advanced level, and only then can they form a kind of crushing on the foundation establishment disciples of the same level.

Of course, this is also because these Foundation Establishment disciples have not practiced too advanced martial arts.

Otherwise, the outcome is yet to be known.

Taoist Buping stroked the beard on his chin, and said in a strange tone.

"Old man Qingtian, your handyman disciple is very powerful! You actually blocked me, a useless disciple."

"Hey, Shushan is really amazing! Any handyman has such a cultivation level."

Facing unjust Taoists with yin and yang.

Taoist Qingtian looked at the sky and found that there was no change in it.

Then he said calmly.

"Where is it, it's just that your cultivation base is too weak, so you were hanged and beaten by one of our handymen."

"Hey! Just wait and see!"

Taoist Buping still had that half-smile look, with a murderous intent emanating from his heart.

on the ring.

Zhang Dali was clenching his fist.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship has been cultivated to such an extent that you actually blocked my first move."

"You are not a handyman disciple at all."

"Hey, I'm just a handyman disciple, believe it or not."

Xu Changqing ran his footwork under his feet, and the Star Sword in his hand seemed to be extending his arms.

Carrying a burst of vigorous energy, he stabbed towards Zhang Dali's vital points.

Zhang Dali turned around to avoid the star sword.

Compared with the previous tentative attack, the speed of the whole person suddenly more than doubled.

The fists bombarded out one after another, trying to knock Xu Changqing away.

Xu Changqing runs Yujianshu.

The Star Sword in his hand began to spin towards his side, trying to find Zhang Dali's figure.

on the ring.

Because of Zhang Dali's super fast speed, he formed a series of phantoms and moved towards Xu Changqing.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage disciples would have been blown away by this ghostly speed.

And with Xu Changqing's current cultivation level, he can't keep up with Zhang Dali's speed at all.

Xu Changqing's body was also hit several times by Zhang Dali one after another, making his face flushed a little.

Zhang Dali froze, and then violent blue spiritual power emerged from his whole body.

It swept out like a gust of wind and rushed towards the entire arena.

"Hey, I said that among the disciples of the same generation in Shushan, no one is my opponent, and you are no exception."

"Get me down!"

Watching a cyan whirlwind sweep towards him, even covering the entire arena.

Xu Changqing suddenly bent backwards, but one foot stayed in mid-air very strangely.

Then after Zhang Dali's attack arrived.

Xu Changqing was like punching a drunken drunk, his legs staggered and flashed back and forth in the blue whirlwind.

Facing the astonishing attack in the whirlwind, Xu Changqing seemed to fall to the ground every time.

But at the next moment, he stood up again.

The disciples under the ring were stunned for a moment.

"Drunken Immortal Mochizuki Step!"

Shushan disciples couldn't see this move, and ordinary disciples of various sects couldn't see this move either.

But some elderly Shushan elders and Taoist Qingtian recognized the origin of Xu Changqing's move.

This is a martial art created by a senior in the sect who loves to drink.

Although it is in the top-grade martial arts among the secret books, the difficulty of cultivation is even more difficult than the general top-grade martial arts.

The reason is to comprehend the artistic conception of the drunken fairy looking at the moon, which is drunk but not drunk, and drunk but not drunk.

Ordinary elders would not even think about learning this footwork.