School belle, be more reserved, I can’t pretend anymore.

The sword light that shrouded the sword master Wuming shone brighter and brighter, and finally made a series of bursts of energy.

"Boom boom boom!"

The girls present covered their skirts one after another, feeling that the sword energy flying freely would lift their skirts at any time.

Wang Juji and the younger brothers behind him covered one ear with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Where's the Sword God?"

"It seems like the man and sword have merged into one!"

"It looks like that old sword master is going to be cut into pieces!"

"Yeah, yeah, I heard the explosion!"

At this moment, some people even took out their mobile phones and started recording videos.

Just when Wang Juji was about to take two photos to pick up girls, the figure of the sword god Zhang Weijian suddenly appeared not far away.

However, Zhang Weijian's forehead was covered with sweat and his face was a little pale.

The "Human and Sword Fusion" move just now consumed a lot of spiritual power even for him, so he had to slow down a little now.

However, for such a long time, he had not sensed the other party's hurt aura.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a louder sound of air explosion spread, and the sword light exploded instantly and disappeared.

Seeing the smoke and dust billowing from where Wuming was, Zhang Weijian's uneasiness became more intense and he had to take an attacking stance again.

"call out!"

As soon as Zhang Weijian made his move, a figure shot out of the smoke and rushed towards him at extremely high speed.

At the same time, a dark red sword light burst out from the figure's hand, with overwhelming momentum, as if thousands of troops and horses were pressing in.

At present, Zhang Weijian has no weapon in his hand, so he naturally knows that he cannot take this move forcefully.

Therefore, when he discovered the sword energy, he immediately stepped aside a foot away and retreated violently.

"not good!"

However, not long after he exited, Zhang Weijian suddenly stopped.

He didn't know what method the other party used to appear behind him in an instant.

If he continued to retreat, he might directly hit the sword blade, which would really make him laugh.

"As expected of a contemporary swordsman, his reaction speed is pretty good!"

The nameless voice suddenly appeared, which made Zhang Weijian instinctively take a step in the opposite direction.

However, even if he dodged, a long sword still slashed over his head.

"call!"

At this moment, Zhang Weijian felt the wind leaking from his head and it was chilly.

Wuming's sword strike just now was almost close to his scalp, and he directly shaved him into a Mediterranean hairstyle.

"How can you control my sword god's sword!"

Zhang Weijian didn't care about his hairstyle for the first time, but looked at the red sword in Wuming's hand with doubts in his eyes.

"Hahaha, my Sword Master Wuming no longer carries a sword with me. Do you know why?"

Wuming flicked his wrist and threw the long sword in his hand to the ground.

"why?"

Zhang Weijian's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the sword returned to his hand.

"Hahaha, because everything in the world can be a sword!"

"And, your sword is my sword!"

Wuming touched his beard, not caring that the sword had returned to the sword holder's hand, it seemed to be intentional.

"Your sword is my sword, what does that mean?"

Zhang Weijian frowned, unable to guess the meaning of this sentence.

"Actually, it's very simple. Your sword is my sword. If I use your sword, wouldn't you have no sword to use?"

"Understandable?"

Wuming's on-site teaching made Zhang Weijian suddenly realize, and a monstrous sword intent suddenly burst out from his body.

At this moment, Zhang Weijian was also shocked, because he actually broke through at this moment!