Chapter 11 Lose, Lose, Lose

Chapter 11 Defeat, Defeat, Defeat

"Xuan Tianzong, Xuan Pei!!"

I looked at him suspiciously with a white face,

"Lin Tianzong, white face!!"

The white-faced sword is not unpleasant. He is fast to stab and split horizontally. When his sword stabbed out as usual and used this move to force back at least three or four people who came to challenge Xuantianzong. He thought Xuanpei was just a flowery shelf. Xuanpei smiled, and the sword in his right hand wanted to cross the sword stabbed by the white face.

White face smiled, but that's all. Isn't it going to be defeated by my move?

The sword has not changed, and this rapid flying thorn made the people on and off the stage can't help breathing. Just when it was only half an inch away from Xuanpei's sword, the smile on his white face disappeared. What about the sword?

He did not hear the collision of swords, and even if he stabbed Xuanpei after his sword rubbed, he would make that pleasant sad sound.

But there was no sound. Not only was there no sound, but there was no shadow of the sword.

It's gone.

"You lost..." Xuanpei laughed, which made his white face feel creepy, and his body couldn't help trembling. I don't know when a cold sword had reached his neck.

Wow....

Floating swordsmanship, the sword is like duckweed, floating without a trace.

"Good!! He is worthy of being the son of Xuanzhuang" came from a strong voice.

Xuanzhuang got up and said, "Where is it? There are still many people in Brother Linhu, and the dog is just lucky to win half."

The more he said this, the more he fell on the ground and his pale white face felt shameless. He was already arrogant, but now he was humiliated by others.

Xuanzhuang said to Xuanpei,

"Why don't you see Linbo"

"I've seen Linbo"

"Haha, your son has grown so much, and my daughter is not bad... Come on, fish, see you Uncle Zhuang"

A cowardly figure came over and said coquettishly

"Daddy..."

Then he arched his hand and said, "Goodby Zhuang!!"

Xunzhuang looked happy, "Okay, I didn't expect that Brother Linhu's daughter had changed at 18 years. Haven't been so beautiful before?"

Lin Yuer's face was suffothed,

"What Uncle Zhuang means is that the fish didn't look good before?"

Xuanzhuang was stunned and then laughed,

"No, how can Uncle Zhuang say that such a generous beauty is not good-looking, haha..."

Lin Yuer smiled, but saw Xuanpei looking at himself in a daze.

"Hey...Congratulations on winning!!"

Ah? Ah.... Ha ha, fish, you haven't been here for a long time. Instead, it has become 'big' a lot..."

Lin Yuer's nose was almost crooked. I came to flirt, and the boy also came to flirt. What does this mean?

"If you say that again, I will ignore you. Humph..." Then he turned around and hid behind Linhu, which made Xuanpei's face turn red and white.

"All right, this is the place for the game. Let's all go down." Linhu said,

At this time, Xuanpei shouted at the people of Lin Tianzong under the stage, "But does anyone dare to come to ask for advice? If not, these two martial arts are the victory of our Xuantian Sect..."

"slow..." The sudden voice suddenly sounded, making everyone who had not seen enough happy to know that there was a chance.

The disciples of Lintianzong shouted,

"Wow... It's the big brother, the big brother is coming"

Ah? Big brother's waves? Isn't he practicing in isolation? Has he broken through the swordsman? Oh, my God, why did he come?

"It's hard to say that it's still hovering at the peak of the nine-star swordsman. I heard that this hurdle is not so easy to cross."

"Good!! This is the victory of our Lintianzong again!! Haha”

Xuanpei looked at Xuanzhuang with a flin face and looked suspiciously. Xuanzhuang nodded to him. In his opinion, as long as he has not been a disciple above the elder of the clan, he is a disciple of the younger generation and can participate in this competition. As for whether Canglang has really reached the level of swordsmanship, it is unknown, even in Jianwu Five Stars Xuanzhuang, who has been wandering for four or five years, also deeply knows that it is difficult to develop such a great talent without adventures and strong men in such a small place.

In Xuantianzong, the most rebellious ancestor is just a swordsman level, not to mention the swordsman, the sword king, a few kings of sword emperors on the Tianduan continent, and even the legendary sword gods, which are not what their ant-like existence can imagine.

The waves glanced at Xuanpei with a confident look,

"Wave!"

"Xuanpei!"

"Let's start!!"

When the disciples of Xuantianzong thought that there was still a longing, after seeing the Xuanpei who was knocked down from the stage and spit blood, they seemed to be poured cold water on their hearts. Even Xuanzhuang had to be shocked. Oh, my God, 20-year-old Jianwu? This can't be true, can it?

However, when he saw the sword full of sword spirit swinging out, Xuanpei didn't even have room to react. Although the sword spirit was a little tender, it seemed to be a star sword army.

The shock in my heart is invincible.

"Good!!! The big brother is really awesome. Haha..."

"Are those little cubs of Xuantianzong have nothing to say now? Ha"

"Yes, yes, in front of strength, any rhetoric and means seem so pale and powerless, even if he luckily wins the white-faced brother, haha..."

Xuanpei and Xuanzhuang sighed. They were not wronged. They were really not wronged. They were simply convinced.

Three years ago, at the same moment, the 17-year-old boy in black and black was almost the same as the 20-year-old young man at this moment, but his strength was like running water, gurgling, and no one could stop him from moving forward.

Xuanzhuang swallowed a breath and was about to announce that he suddenly saw the three elders around him wanting to speak and stop, and hurriedly asked,

"Three elders, what's the matter?"

The three elders wanted to say but didn't say anything, and finally said, "The boy is willing to have a try. He has reached the seven-star swordsman."

"What???"

Not only Xuanzhuang, but also Xuanpei was shocked. I haven't heard of anyone at a higher level than Xuanpei's five-star swordsman (except for the eldest son of the elder, Shi Wenshi Wu, but the insiders don't know that the elder wolf ambition)

Xuanzhuang suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Is this true?"

A young man came out beside him, "Go back to Uncle Zhuang, Tiemu did reach the seven-star swordsman two months ago."

"Okay,...... However, the other party is a swordsman... Even if you can reach seven stars, there is still no chance of winning against Jianwu."

The three elders shook their heads, "Nonye, looking at his sword spirit, it has not long since he reached a star sword, but the seven stars of iron wood have been consolidated for two months."

"That's right, father, just let him try. Our Xuantianzong lost. Did we lose again today?" Xuanpei said with a sad face,

Xuanzhuang looked at Xuanpei, the three elders, and then looked at Tiemu, "Okay, you have to be careful."

.............

When everyone saw the iron wood trampled under the waves and spitting three mouthfuls of blood, the three elders turned pale and Xuanzhuang roared,

" Stop the waves, it's just a test, until the point, what are you doing?"

The waves smiled, and an evil cold light flashed in his deep black eyes,

"Tut, do you play wheel tactics with me? Do you think any cat or dog can come up and challenge me? I didn't kill him for the face of the patriarch. What's wrong? What's the point of daring to get hurt? Man, I'm afraid that you can't die. Get out of here..."

It was kicked out, and the iron wood flew out backwards. Before it landed, it was picked up by the three elders. The three elders stared at the waves with tears in their distressed eyes

"You!!!"

Huhu, the people of Xuantianzong gasped. With such arrogance, they did not have the strength to go forward. Xuanzhuang also had a bitter face. Suddenly, he thought of a person who could kill the elder. I don't know if he had any hope? But he said he was a superior swordsman?

The people of Xuantianzong sighed,

"Is there really no one in Xuantianzong? Every three years, I lose to Lintianzong"

Hearing this, Lin Yuer blinked her eyes. She was wondering if he would appear? The teenager who practiced with a knife in the waterfall had a cold face.

Red ticket pinch? Why don't you move the red ticket? You can't die