The moment the voice fell, Qiu Jingying suddenly drew his sword!
Wu Zhi casually reached out to a swordsman not far away who was standing watching the excitement.
The blade in the scabbard suddenly started to tremble.
"Zheng!"
With the crisp sound of the blade being unsheathed, the knife in the scabbard fell into Wu Zhi's hand.
At the same time Qiu Jingying made a move, Wu Zhi also moved!
In the space, two sharp sword lights flashed.
"Cang!"
Very few people can see clearly how these two people took action!
In people¡¯s eyes, all they can see is the light of two swords intertwined and constantly colliding.
For a while, the sound of "dang, clang, clang, clang" was endless!
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Fang Bohao, who was standing not far away watching the excitement, felt a sharp light roaring towards him!
Fang Bohao took a step back to the side almost subconsciously.
The moment he retreated, there was a formidable sword energy that almost touched the tip of his nose and flew through the air!
"Click!"
Dozens of meters away, the eaves of a building were neatly cut off by the sword energy!
"Sorui!"
While Wu Zhi was fighting fiercely with Qiu Jingying, he actually apologized coquettishly.
Of course, the person he apologized to was not Fang Bohao.
It¡¯s the house whose eaves were cut off.
"Stop!"
At this time, a young man¡¯s shout came from not far away.
Immediately afterwards, a sword energy roared from a distance!
It swept straight between Wu Zhi and Qiu Jingying, cutting the branch in Wu Zhi's mouth in half.
The tender green leaves slowly fall to the ground.
Wu Zhi and Qiu Jingying jumped back at the same time. In terms of breath, Wu Zhi was more even than Qiu Jingying.
It¡¯s just that the knife in Wu Zhi¡¯s hand was in tatters, as if it had been chewed by a dog.
Wu Zhi casually threw the knife to the swordsman next to him, and also threw a silver ingot to the tearful man.
"Brother, I'm sorry, this money can almost buy you a new knife."
Then, Wu Zhi looked at the young man who shouted just now.
I saw this person standing not far away with a dozen men in uniform clothes and holding swords of the same style in their hands.
Although each of these people looks unattractive in appearance, when they are combined together, they exude an aura that cannot be underestimated.
"Oh, this formation is good!"
For Wu Zhi, who is training in the military, formations are a good thing that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.
Whenever he sees something novel and usable, Wu Zhi wants to try it.
¡° However, these people in front of me may not be willing to teach.
Wu Zhi sat back on the carriage frame again and took out the invitation from his arms with a smile.
He swayed in the air: "Let me tell you, since your Hidden Sword Villa invites guests from all over the world to participate in the golden basin washing ceremony, you must send someone to control the door."
"We don't want one or two mad dogs to come and bite people randomly."
"Seeking death!"
The moment Wu Zhi finished speaking, Fang Bohao's eyes suddenly widened, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a flash of light!
I saw Wu Zhi sitting impartially on the frame, his hand waved slightly.
With a "pop" sound, the folding fan flew out of Fang Bohao's hand and fell steadily into Wu Zhi's hand.
"Whoops."
The paper fan was opened by Wu Zhi. He looked at the words on it and shook his head "tsk tsk tsk".
"I said it was some kid's graffiti, and it was a bit ugly."
"And the poem above, it couldn't have been written by this young master, right? Oh yo yo, tsk tsk tsk"
Wu Zhi made a strong statement, shaking his head while speaking, his expression really deserves a beating!
Fang Bohao is usually a young man in front of others. Only after he abuses a woman will he show an animal-like attitude.
However, facing this man whose name he didn¡¯t even know, the seemingly perfect smile on his face gradually cracked at this moment.