Chapter 45 Shot

"It's not like a monk." Jian Xiao sighed

The swordsman did not answer a word, but only heard Xiao Yu holding Shuner next to him on the court: "The retribution of the perish."

"Big boss, what is the foot of the old thief?"

"The magic King Kong feet of Zen."

"This foot is so powerful, can't it?"

Jian Xiao smiled bitterly: "It's strange that people use this foot to lift water up and down every day." Dugu Caihua took a white look and said, "I haven't asked."

The defeated superior kicked him away and immediately said, "Amitabha, please continue." After saying that, he retreated and watched Zen clothes flying without any dragging. Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect the public losers to be so straightforward.

As soon as the loser went down, he saw a local shadow flying onto the stage. The sword clan closed his eyes and said, "Cast swords and flat clothes." After saying that, the swordsman stood up and was ready to jump on the court. Xiao Yu grabbed it and said, "Sir, don't be impatient."

Jian Xiao felt a little strange in it: "What's wrong, good nephew?"

The swordsman slowly sat down on the stool. He gritted his teeth and pinched the cup with his right hand and exhaled, "Uncle Xiao. I'm fine." Jian Xiao stared at the swordsman for a long time before turning his head to see the field. At this time, Zhu Jian Pingyi had already fought with a leader who didn't know which sect.

Before the two passed ten moves, the head was kicked off the stage by the cast sword and flat clothes. The two are completely at the same level.

A few leaders hit the ring tightly, and several people were kicked off the stage by casting swords and flat clothes before they passed through a hundred moves. Casting swords and flat clothes stand with swords: "Who else, casting swords and flat clothes are here to teach martial arts." For a while, it was silent. After all, there were not many people above the eighth floor of Shuntianjing here, and the three major villas did not arrive. Those hidden masters can't see it, and the few fingers on the eighth floor of Shuntianjing can also be counted.

"Cast Sword Villa also dares to claim to be capable, isn't it looking for death?" A wisp of fragrance floated in the air, and the smell of rouge floated in the air. The butterfly dance stood on the field with the sword: "Butterfly dance teaches the owner Gao Yi."

"Please." The sword in flat clothes is a sword flower. The blade of the sword circled in the air and drew a circle. A light flashed, and an air wall appeared in front of the cast sword flat clothes out of thin air. The butterfly dance is not polite. It is three swords, and the soft sword shows three lotus flowers to stab the sword shield used by the cast sword flat clothes.

"Ding" three sword flowers hit the divine sword shield without being calm, and the cast sword flat clothes did not die. As soon as they saw the butterfly dance sword flowers dispersed, the long sword in his hand immediately changed its moves. The long sword stabbed a sword spirit and cut flat towards the butterfly dance, which was also the infinite sword spirit of the casting sword villa.

The butterfly dance did not dare to hold it big, and the sword was endless. The long sword was recycled, and the infinite sword flew dangerously against the face of the butterfly dance. The butterfly dance is really thrilling.

The butterfly dance on the field made his heart tremble, and the sword flute's face under the field was calm, but his heart was pounding. Even Dugu picking flowers, who had always been careless, heard it, but Dugu picking flowers didn't care and just asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Xiao?"

Dugu Caihua doesn't understand, which doesn't mean that the sword clan doesn't understand: "Uncle Xiao, when did you get together with the butterfly dance?"

Xiao Yu blinked and flashed his eyes: "No way, the owner of the Demon Gate actually likes my aunt."

Shun'er came up with interest: "Sister Xiao Yu, what did you just say?"

Jian Xiao glanced at the two girls: "Nonsense." Xiao Yu pinched Shun'er's nose: "The sultry man held his mind in his heart. Be careful. Aunt Butterfly Dance was robbed, right?" After Xiao Yuxi finished speaking, she looked at the sword flute with a thief smile on her face.

Jianxiao looked at the two girls angrily, but didn't want to argue with the two little girls. Keep looking at the field. At this time, the butterfly dance and the casting sword flat clothes have passed no more than 30 moves. It's hard to distinguish. Jian Xiao pushed the swordsman: "Who will win?"

The swordsman shook his head to show that he didn't know. Dugu picked flowers and did pretend to be deep: "The lady in butterfly dance will definitely win." As soon as Dugu Caihua said this word, he suddenly shocked the four people. The purple sword was boundless and saw the dust. Jian Xiao all looked at Dugu Caihua to find the answer from this person.

Dugu Caihua looked at the almost worshipful eyes of everyone and coughed: "Men are all lustful. Uncle Jianjian has solved it with his hand. It has been ten years. He must be lonely. Seeing a beautiful woman like butterfly dance, he must be overjoyed. Under the influence of lust, he will definitely make a mistake." Dugu Caihua shook his head proudly after saying, "Well, it's awesome."

The sword clan smiled and looked at Dugu Caihua: "This is the only thing in the world." Dugu picked flowers and smiled: "The boss is flattered." The rest of the people seriously despised: "Cut."

At this time, the butterfly dance and the casting sword flat clothes have passed no less than 50 moves. The sword light Huo Huo, and the sword clan on the field feel depressed. According to reason, the butterfly dance and the cast sword flat clothes are not at the same level. The skill of the butterfly dance is already the peak of the ninth level of the realm of Shuntian, and the casting sword flat clothes is just the peak of the eighth level of Shuntian. Period, the people on the ninth floor of Shuntian Realm can't get the people on the eighth floor of Shuntian Realm within 30 moves. This made the swordsman meditate.

Looking at the sword clan's eyebrows twisted into a ball, Jian Xiao wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle casting sword, what level of skill?"

"Eight floors of the realm of the sky." Jian Xiao blurted out, "Is there a problem?" As soon as Jian Xiao said this sentence without thinking, he thought of one thing in his heart and was shocked and said, "Is it terrible that his skills have increased? A few days ago, it was still eight layers of the realm of the sky. Today,,,,,,,,,"

The swordsman didn't say anything. Turning his head and looking directly at Shun'er, he circled around the bottom of the table and grabbed Shun'er's jade hand and felt a burst of tension in his little hand, but the sword clan did not think much about it, but wrote a few words in the palm of Shun'er's hand. The sword clan scratched several times, and Instantly looked at the cast sword and flat clothes and nodded. He also wrote a few words in the palm of the sword clan.

The swordsman withdrew his hand and looked at the field. Jian Xiao looked nervous: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." The swordsman stared coldly at Zhu Jianping's flat clothes, and couldn't help thinking of Wanrong, and suddenly had a variety of flavors.

There was a trace of sweat on the forehead of the butterfly dance, and her heart was even more angry. Since she became famous, except for those immortal rivers and lakes, no one has made herself try their best like this cast sword flat clothes. The thin sword in her hand is getting heavier and heavier, which makes the butterfly dance anxious. The sword flower keeps pulling out, and it is no longer as gorgeous as before. The force from the tip of the sword was indeed getting more and more fierce, and several times it was dangerous and almost died under the sword of the owner of this sword-casting villa.

Instantly nodded obediently: "In an instant, I took it as if I didn't hear them."

After listening to Shun'er's words, the sword clan continued to focus on the cast sword flat clothes. Only Xuanhun Chasing Jade can make a person's power so powerful, so according to what Wanrong said, who was the man in black in the flat room when he was outside the window of the flat clothes window that night?

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