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This scene left the injured man next to him stunned. He felt like there was a fish bone stuck in his throat and could not say a word.
This is a black sword.
But the peerless sword demon who had chased him for more than 10,000 miles and stepped into the realm of the Martial Lord was knocked away by this little boy with a sword that was heavier than his life?
What kind of miraculous method is this!
And Heijian was almost stunned, looking at the little boy in front of him with horror on his face.
That small body was actually able to emit such a powerful force, which not only knocked his giant sword away, but even shattered the bones in his entire palm!
But react.
Heijian¡¯s face was filled with a deep look of shame.
For a sword cultivator, the greatest humiliation is to have the sword in someone else's hand fly away.
Such humiliation.
It should be until death.
Even though he couldn¡¯t clearly see the little boy¡¯s cultivation, the shame in his heart made him eager to kill the boy with his sword!
With a look of madness on his face, he slid his feet along the snow to the side of the giant sword. At the same time, his palm fell on the hilt of the sword and he was about to pull it out.
"Um?"
However, as soon as he exerted force, his expression changed drastically, because he couldn't pull out the giant sword just now?
He did not believe in evil and drew his sword with all his strength.
This time, I even used all my strength to suck the milk, but the sword stuck on the ground still didn't move at all.
this¡¡
What exactly is going on?
Finally, Hei Jian's heart was filled with turmoil, and his eyes almost popped out.
This time.
He finally started to panic, and for the first time he had the idea of ????retreating.
However, just as he was about to leave, the little boy blushed and suddenly cast an angry look at him.
"Why are you so ungrateful? I asked you not to hit me, but you hit me anyway. Now you actually draw your sword and hit me. I'm very angry now. It seems I have to teach you a lesson."
With that said, Zhong Qing raised the long knife in his hand and struck at the black sword.
It was obviously a sword without any flashiness, and it even seemed to have no power at all, but the black sword felt like it was facing a powerful enemy. After rolling, he quickly pulled out a spare giant sword to block it.
"Cang!"
???????????????????????????????????????????????: The giant sword in Black Sword's hand broke into two pieces, and his whole body hit the ground heavily. He stared at Zhong Qing with an expression full of fear.
"Get out of here!"
Zhong Qing put away the long knife and shouted loudly in a childish tone.
Seeing this, Black Sword felt like amnesty, and he didn¡¯t even want the giant sword anymore. He got up and walked into the alley ahead. However, just as he was about to take off and fly, the sole of his foot was violently beaten.
At the same time, his eyes were bloodshot and his whole body was shaking violently.
"knife¡¡"
"The sword energy, such a powerful sword energy."
Heijian looked at his internal organs and meridians, and found that he had been shaken to pieces by a powerful sword energy.
"this¡¡"
"What place is it?"
With an unwilling look on his face, the black sword fell straight into the snow, losing its breath.
The injured man looked with horror on his face as he looked at the little boy beside him who was driving away the black sword with two swords. Just as he was about to speak, he was shocked again.
Because he suddenly discovered that a breath was extinguished on the giant sword stuck on the ground.
He could naturally tell that the aura was that of the Black Sword.
And as the breath disappeared, that is to say, the black sword was dead.
Was he killed by the little boy in front of him?
He couldn't help but guess.
Just then, Zhong Qing looked at the disappearing figure, rubbed his nose, and hummed softly: "This kind of disobedient person must be taught a lesson, so that he will never have the opportunity to act wild at the door of my martial arts school again." .¡±
These words fell on the ears of the injured man, and he immediately confirmed what he was thinking.
It seems.
That arrogant black sword was indeed killed by this little boy with two blows.
Of course, what horrified him the most was that even though he was right in front of him, he didn't realize what method the little boy used to kill the giant sword.
After some shock, he came to his senses,He picked up his injured body and stood up to say hello.
"Little brother¡¡"
"No, senior."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the injured man suddenly woke up. This seemingly young boy was not a little brother, but an old monster who had been practicing for who knows how many years. He quickly changed his words and said: "Senior, thank you very much, senior." I owe Yunpeng my life-saving grace."
"Oh, are you okay?" Zhong Qing glanced at him and said, "But I'm not a senior, my name is Zhong Qing."
"Senior, you are being humble. With your great cultivation, it is appropriate for this junior to call you senior." Guan Yunpeng said respectfully.
"Cultivation?"
Zhong Qing glanced at him again, frowned and said, "You are mistaken, I don't have any cultivation, I am just a mortal."
"Mortal?"
Guan Yunpeng was shocked.
The master who killed the black sword with two swords was a mortal?
I won¡¯t believe it even if I beat him to death.
Being able to have such means, in his opinion, is at least a martial arts master.
However, this master insisted on saying that he was a mortal, and Guan Yunpeng naturally did not dare to collide with him.
"By the way, how are your injuries? Do you want to go in and have a look? My master will look at the injuries." Zhong Qing looked at Guan Yunpeng's injuries and asked softly.
"Master?"
"You, you still have a master?"
Zhong Qing's words instantly made Guan Yunpeng's whole body tremble, and his jaw almost dropped in shock.
This person actually has a master?
He himself is at least at the level of a martial master, so what level of cultivation should his master have?
Hiss!
His eyes were full of disbelief.
But Zhong Qing frowned, looked at Guan Yunpeng unceremoniously and asked: "You are such a strange person, why can't I have a master?"
"No, no, no, I don't mean anything. I'm just, I'm just surprised!" Guan Yunpeng quickly waved his hand to explain. He was relieved when he saw Zhong Qing no longer looked at him with that look.
"Okay, go in and ask my master to look at your injuries!" Zhong Qing looked at this strange man and walked towards the martial arts gym first.
Guan Yunpeng nodded and walked towards the martial arts hall with excitement on his face.
But as soon as he took a step, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
this¡¡
This is?
At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the couplet at the door, and his pupils shrank into needle eyes.
Because he discovered that the fonts on these two couplets actually contained powerful sword intentions.
Especially that one, it¡¯s like a heavenly sword descending.
With a powerful coercion and compelling aura, it suddenly magnified in his eyes, getting closer and closer
"Why are you so stunned?"
At this moment, Zhong Qing¡¯s voice came out, and Guan Yunpeng suddenly reacted, only to find that he had broken out in a cold sweat, and he couldn¡¯t help but be shocked.
This martial arts hall.
Where exactly is it?
Not only is there such a powerful little boy who claims to be a mortal, but even the couplets posted on the door contain such powerful sword meaning.
He even felt that if he read all these fonts, he might be able to reach a new height in swordsmanship.
He couldn't help but look forward to the master the boy inside said.
certainly.
His posture became more respectful. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com