"Dongfang Family, Dongfang Xiong, please give me your advice without hesitation from all the heroes in the world!"
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
The sun is rising!
Don't dodge or avoid!
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
"Yes, the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang Family is said to be among the best in martial arts at a young age. It seems that the Dongfang Family has an outstanding heir."
"Yes, the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang Family is said to be among the best in martial arts at a young age. It seems that the Dongfang Family has an outstanding heir."
"In this case, after ten moves, I will go down by myself and I won't send you away." As soon as these words came out, all the martial arts masters were in an uproar.
Dongfang Xiong finally stopped maintaining his cold expression and smiled coldly. He stepped forward and his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind. His long sword fell behind him and floated towards Kaixin, who was dozens of meters away. It looked extremely strange.
next moment!
"That's right."
Under the ring, everyone looked in disbelief and solemnity.
"interesting."
Uh-huh!
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
"Um."
"Please enlighten me."
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
Capturing the dragon!
"Um."
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
"interesting."
All kinds of rumors and words spread to the ring, but Dongfang Xiong remained very cold, standing aloof in the center of the ring, calmly staring at Happy who was gradually walking up.
Uh-huh!
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
"That's right."
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
As a master of the Wuwei Realm, Dongfang Xiong has already made a name for himself in the martial arts world, and has been determined to be the head of the next generation of the family. The Dongfang Family has high hopes for this martial arts tournament, and wants to show off the Dongfang Family's reputation in the martial arts tournament. !
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
“…”
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
In this martial arts competition, the two are not of the same magnitude!
"happy."
"Wait a minute, let's have fun and talk in private. It can be considered a good relationship." Guo Jing saw Huang Rong's hesitation and took the initiative to make an idea for her.
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
"interesting."
Capturing the dragon!
"happy."
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
The light suddenly dissipated.
The latter's eyes showed a solemn look:
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
The disciples of the eight great families have all reached the realm of Wuwei. Each one has a very dazzling aura, and they seem to be no less than the heads of ordinary sects. However, Kaixin has also experienced it in his previous life, and he understands it somewhat, so the pressure is not that great. Big.
“…”
"Um."
Don't dodge or avoid!
…
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
Capturing the dragon!
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
"If he really knows our Beggar Gang's "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon", Dongfang Xiong will definitely not be his opponent." Guo Jing said with emotion: "However, according to Master Kongxiang, Kaixin initially practiced "Emei Nine" "Yang Gong", a few months ago, he obtained "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung", and then stayed in the Wudang sect for some time, probably for the "Wudang Nine Yang Kung", if he has already practiced the complete "Nine Yang Kung" "Nine Yang Divine Art", if our beggar gang continues to pursue "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", it will be unknown. "
"Yes, the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang Family is said to be among the best in martial arts at a young age. It seems that the Dongfang Family has an outstanding heir."
Under the ring, everyone looked in disbelief and solemnity.
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
Ta Ta Ta!
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
"have no idea."
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
But he was only listed as one of his opponents, but what surprised him was that a disciple of the Murong family who followed Miss Murong to the realm of life and death stepped in without knowing the depth.
"Wait a minute, let's have fun and talk in private. It can be considered a good relationship." Guo Jing saw Huang Rong's hesitation and took the initiative to make an idea for her.
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
…
"Dongfang Xiong is from the Dongfang family. The Dongfang family has good swordsmanship. In addition, he is young and has strong cultivation. He should be a wizard; but..." After saying this, Huang Rong hesitated for a moment and stood still. When he arrived at the ring, he said: "But the Murong family's happiness seems a bit unpredictable all the way. His sword skills are mediocre, but he understands the sword intention and seems to be very clear about the martial arts of each sect. He can always predict the enemy's advance." He can win in a short time... In addition, his hand skills are very clever and powerful, and people below the Wuwei realm will have no suspense against him. "
With a muffled groan, Dongfang Xiong and Kaixin both flew backwards from the dissipating light;
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
But he was only listed as one of his opponents, but what surprised him was that a disciple of the Murong family who followed Miss Murong to the realm of life and death stepped in without knowing the depth.
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
Uh-huh!
"happy."
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
Kick, kick, kick!
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
"In this case, after ten moves, I will go down by myself and I won't send you away." As soon as these words came out, all the martial arts masters were in an uproar.
…
Kick, kick, kick!
The latter's eyes showed a solemn look:
But he was only listed as one of his opponents, but what surprised him was that a disciple of the Murong family who followed Miss Murong to the realm of life and death stepped in without knowing the depth.
Dongfang Xiong finally stopped maintaining his cold expression and smiled coldly. He stepped forward and his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind. His long sword fell behind him and floated towards Kaixin, who was dozens of meters away. It looked extremely strange.
"Rong'er, haven't you noticed that you already have a very high opinion of happiness?"
Happy and motionless, looking at each other in place.
"Rong'er, haven't you noticed that you already have a very high opinion of happiness?"
Ta Ta Ta!
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
“…”
Seeing that his movements did not disrupt the latter's position, Dongfang Xiong finally showed a hint of surprise on his face:
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
"Ten moves!"
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
But he was only listed as one of his opponents, but what surprised him was that a disciple of the Murong family who followed Miss Murong to the realm of life and death stepped in without knowing the depth.
Dongfang Xiong finally stopped maintaining his cold expression and smiled coldly. He stepped forward and his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind. His long sword fell behind him and floated towards Kaixin, who was dozens of meters away. It looked extremely strange.
"If he really knows our Beggar Gang's "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon", Dongfang Xiong will definitely not be his opponent." Guo Jing said with emotion: "However, according to Master Kongxiang, Kaixin initially practiced "Emei Nine" "Yang Gong", a few months ago, he obtained "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung", and then stayed in the Wudang sect for some time, probably for the "Wudang Nine Yang Kung", if he has already practiced the complete "Nine Yang Kung" "Nine Yang Divine Art", if our beggar gang continues to pursue "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", it will be unknown. "
"Yes, the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang Family is said to be among the best in martial arts at a young age. It seems that the Dongfang Family has an outstanding heir."
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
For the first time, the two of them, together with the disciples from the eight great families, took a deep breath, and for the first time looked squarely at the disciple brought by Miss Murong with an extremely solemn expression.
"That's right."
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
“…”
"happy."
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
Capturing the dragon!
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
Dongfang Xiong finally stopped maintaining his cold expression and smiled coldly. He stepped forward and his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind. His long sword fell behind him and floated towards Kaixin, who was dozens of meters away. It looked extremely strange.
"That's right."
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
"The "Nine Sun Magic Skills" is a rare skill in the world, and its owner must be a martial arts wizard. Just now, Zhang Wuji was able to comprehend the charm of "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" after just a brief fight, and he was on par with Jing'er. , which shows that "Nine Yang Magic" is extraordinary."
Don't dodge or avoid!
"Rong'er, haven't you noticed that you already have a very high opinion of happiness?"
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
Kick, kick, kick!
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
…
“…”
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
but.
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
Huang Rong was somewhat convinced.
"Dongfang Xiong is from the Dongfang family. The Dongfang family has good swordsmanship. In addition, he is young and has strong cultivation. He should be a wizard; but..." After saying this, Huang Rong hesitated for a moment and stood still. When he arrived at the ring, he said: "But the Murong family's happiness seems a bit unpredictable all the way. His sword skills are mediocre, but he understands the sword intention and seems to be very clear about the martial arts of each sect. He can always predict the enemy's advance." He can win in a short time... In addition, his hand skills are very clever and powerful, and people below the Wuwei realm will have no suspense against him. "
"interesting."
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
Under the ring, everyone looked in disbelief and solemnity.
Seeing that his movements did not disrupt the latter's position, Dongfang Xiong finally showed a hint of surprise on his face:
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
but.
The disciples of the eight great families have all reached the realm of Wuwei. Each one has a very dazzling aura, and they seem to be no less than the heads of ordinary sects. However, Kaixin has also experienced it in his previous life, and he understands it somewhat, so the pressure is not that great. Big.
"Wait a minute, let's have fun and talk in private. It can be considered a good relationship." Guo Jing saw Huang Rong's hesitation and took the initiative to make an idea for her.
Uh-huh!
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
…
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
For the first time, the two of them, together with the disciples from the eight great families, took a deep breath, and for the first time looked squarely at the disciple brought by Miss Murong with an extremely solemn expression.
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
Happy and motionless, looking at each other in place.
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
Kick, kick, kick!
The light suddenly dissipated.
With a muffled groan, Dongfang Xiong and Kaixin both flew backwards from the dissipating light;
…
Capturing the dragon!
The disciples of the eight great families have all reached the realm of Wuwei. Each one has a very dazzling aura, and they seem to be no less than the heads of ordinary sects. However, Kaixin has also experienced it in his previous life, and he understands it somewhat, so the pressure is not that great. Big.
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
The disciples of the eight great families have all reached the realm of Wuwei. Each one has a very dazzling aura, and they seem to be no less than the heads of ordinary sects. However, Kaixin has also experienced it in his previous life, and he understands it somewhat, so the pressure is not that great. Big.
“…”
…
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
All kinds of rumors and words spread to the ring, but Dongfang Xiong remained very cold, standing aloof in the center of the ring, calmly staring at Happy who was gradually walking up.
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
"Please enlighten me."
Dongfang Xiong finally stopped maintaining his cold expression and smiled coldly. He stepped forward and his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind. His long sword fell behind him and floated towards Kaixin, who was dozens of meters away. It looked extremely strange.
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
All kinds of rumors and words spread to the ring, but Dongfang Xiong remained very cold, standing aloof in the center of the ring, calmly staring at Happy who was gradually walking up.
Kaixin was kicked in the chest in the first head-to-head fight with Dongfang Xiong, but the Golden Bell Shield resisted most of the damage and stood firm on the ring after taking two small steps back.
Kaixin was kicked in the chest in the first head-to-head fight with Dongfang Xiong, but the Golden Bell Shield resisted most of the damage and stood firm on the ring after taking two small steps back.
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
Kick, kick, kick!
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
Kick, kick, kick!
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
The arc of the sword is round, like a rising sun that suddenly rises from the sea. A dazzling red light suddenly blooms from the long sword, making the eyes full of red light, as if it was swept by the rays of the rising sun.
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
…
As a master of the Wuwei Realm, Dongfang Xiong has already made a name for himself in the martial arts world, and has been determined to be the head of the next generation of the family. The Dongfang Family has high hopes for this martial arts tournament, and wants to show off the Dongfang Family's reputation in the martial arts tournament. !
For the first time, the two of them, together with the disciples from the eight great families, took a deep breath, and for the first time looked squarely at the disciple brought by Miss Murong with an extremely solemn expression.
"have no idea."
Huang Rong was somewhat convinced.
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
With a muffled groan, Dongfang Xiong and Kaixin both flew backwards from the dissipating light;
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
The latter's eyes showed a solemn look:
The arc of the sword is round, like a rising sun that suddenly rises from the sea. A dazzling red light suddenly blooms from the long sword, making the eyes full of red light, as if it was swept by the rays of the rising sun.
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
"Um."
But he was only listed as one of his opponents, but what surprised him was that a disciple of the Murong family who followed Miss Murong to the realm of life and death stepped in without knowing the depth.
…
"Um."
next moment!
next moment!
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
As soon as the words came out, not many people in the spectator seats made an uproar, just frowned slightly. Many people looked at the happy figure with worry and gloating.
The arc of the sword is round, like a rising sun that suddenly rises from the sea. A dazzling red light suddenly blooms from the long sword, making the eyes full of red light, as if it was swept by the rays of the rising sun.
"Ten moves!"
Little dragon shape!
In this martial arts competition, the two are not of the same magnitude!
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
The latter's eyes showed a solemn look:
Kaixin was kicked in the chest in the first head-to-head fight with Dongfang Xiong, but the Golden Bell Shield resisted most of the damage and stood firm on the ring after taking two small steps back.
Uh-huh!
Don't dodge or avoid!
As soon as the words came out, not many people in the spectator seats made an uproar, just frowned slightly. Many people looked at the happy figure with worry and gloating.
The arc of the sword is round, like a rising sun that suddenly rises from the sea. A dazzling red light suddenly blooms from the long sword, making the eyes full of red light, as if it was swept by the rays of the rising sun.
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
Kick, kick, kick!
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
"have no idea."
but.
but.
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
In this martial arts competition, the two are not of the same magnitude!
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
Kaixin was kicked in the chest in the first head-to-head fight with Dongfang Xiong, but the Golden Bell Shield resisted most of the damage and stood firm on the ring after taking two small steps back.
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
Under the ring, everyone looked in disbelief and solemnity.
but.
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
"Please enlighten me."
"In this case, after ten moves, I will go down by myself and I won't send you away." As soon as these words came out, all the martial arts masters were in an uproar.
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
The sun is rising!
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
…
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
"Ten moves!"
"That's right."
Seeing that his movements did not disrupt the latter's position, Dongfang Xiong finally showed a hint of surprise on his face:
"In this case, after ten moves, I will go down by myself and I won't send you away." As soon as these words came out, all the martial arts masters were in an uproar.
Huang Rong was somewhat convinced.
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
"happy."
"The "Nine Sun Magic Skills" is a rare skill in the world, and its owner must be a martial arts wizard. Just now, Zhang Wuji was able to comprehend the charm of "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" after just a brief fight, and he was on par with Jing'er. , which shows that "Nine Yang Magic" is extraordinary."
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
"happy."
"The "Nine Sun Magic Skills" is a rare skill in the world, and its owner must be a martial arts wizard. Just now, Zhang Wuji was able to comprehend the charm of "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" after just a brief fight, and he was on par with Jing'er. , which shows that "Nine Yang Magic" is extraordinary."
Dongfang Xiong finally stopped maintaining his cold expression and smiled coldly. He stepped forward and his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind. His long sword fell behind him and floated towards Kaixin, who was dozens of meters away. It looked extremely strange.
"Please enlighten me."
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
“…”
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
"happy."
The disciples of the eight great families have all reached the realm of Wuwei. Each one has a very dazzling aura, and they seem to be no less than the heads of ordinary sects. However, Kaixin has also experienced it in his previous life, and he understands it somewhat, so the pressure is not that great. Big.
Don't dodge or avoid!
Capturing the dragon!
Happy and motionless, looking at each other in place.
“…”
"Please enlighten me."
"Dongfang Xiong is from the Dongfang family. The Dongfang family has good swordsmanship. In addition, he is young and has strong cultivation. He should be a wizard; but..." After saying this, Huang Rong hesitated for a moment and stood still. When he arrived at the ring, he said: "But the Murong family's happiness seems a bit unpredictable all the way. His sword skills are mediocre, but he understands the sword intention and seems to be very clear about the martial arts of each sect. He can always predict the enemy's advance." He can win in a short time... In addition, his hand skills are very clever and powerful, and people below the Wuwei realm will have no suspense against him. "
The light suddenly dissipated.
"The "Nine Sun Magic Skills" is a rare skill in the world, and its owner must be a martial arts wizard. Just now, Zhang Wuji was able to comprehend the charm of "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" after just a brief fight, and he was on par with Jing'er. , which shows that "Nine Yang Magic" is extraordinary."
"Wait a minute, let's have fun and talk in private. It can be considered a good relationship." Guo Jing saw Huang Rong's hesitation and took the initiative to make an idea for her.
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
Seeing that his movements did not disrupt the latter's position, Dongfang Xiong finally showed a hint of surprise on his face:
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
"Dongfang Family, Dongfang Xiong, please give me your advice without hesitation from all the heroes in the world!"
The sun is rising!
The latter's eyes showed a solemn look:
In this martial arts competition, the two are not of the same magnitude!
The light suddenly dissipated.
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
Uh-huh!
"Dongfang Family, Dongfang Xiong, please give me your advice without hesitation from all the heroes in the world!"
Uh-huh!
Little dragon shape!
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
…
"happy."
"Please enlighten me."
The sun is rising!
next moment!
As a master of the Wuwei Realm, Dongfang Xiong has already made a name for himself in the martial arts world, and has been determined to be the head of the next generation of the family. The Dongfang Family has high hopes for this martial arts tournament, and wants to show off the Dongfang Family's reputation in the martial arts tournament. !
The arc of the sword is round, like a rising sun that suddenly rises from the sea. A dazzling red light suddenly blooms from the long sword, making the eyes full of red light, as if it was swept by the rays of the rising sun.
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
Don't dodge or avoid!
As soon as the words came out, not many people in the spectator seats made an uproar, just frowned slightly. Many people looked at the happy figure with worry and gloating.
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
The light suddenly dissipated.
"If he really knows our Beggar Gang's "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon", Dongfang Xiong will definitely not be his opponent." Guo Jing said with emotion: "However, according to Master Kongxiang, Kaixin initially practiced "Emei Nine" "Yang Gong", a few months ago, he obtained "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung", and then stayed in the Wudang sect for some time, probably for the "Wudang Nine Yang Kung", if he has already practiced the complete "Nine Yang Kung" "Nine Yang Divine Art", if our beggar gang continues to pursue "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", it will be unknown. "
"Rong'er, haven't you noticed that you already have a very high opinion of happiness?"
Don't dodge or avoid!
The sun is rising!
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
"Ten moves!"
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
Little dragon shape!
"In this case, after ten moves, I will go down by myself and I won't send you away." As soon as these words came out, all the martial arts masters were in an uproar.
“…”
Little dragon shape!
Capturing the dragon!
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
"If he really knows our Beggar Gang's "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon", Dongfang Xiong will definitely not be his opponent." Guo Jing said with emotion: "However, according to Master Kongxiang, Kaixin initially practiced "Emei Nine" "Yang Gong", a few months ago, he obtained "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung", and then stayed in the Wudang sect for some time, probably for the "Wudang Nine Yang Kung", if he has already practiced the complete "Nine Yang Kung" "Nine Yang Divine Art", if our beggar gang continues to pursue "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", it will be unknown. "
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
next moment!
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.
The sun is rising!
Ta Ta Ta!
The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous:
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
The light suddenly dissipated.
"That's right."
Weirdly, he twisted around and dived into the light.
"Please enlighten me."
Uh-huh!
With a muffled groan, Dongfang Xiong and Kaixin both flew backwards from the dissipating light;
Huang Yaoshi showed a rare serious expression:
"Um."
Kick, kick, kick!
“…”
"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the eight great families, and the other is a disciple of the Murong family, and he is also favored by the heads of the six sects. This battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once made harsh remarks. , also showed concern at this moment, seeming to be quite interested in this battle.
Huang Rong was somewhat convinced.
Don't dodge or avoid!
but.
"have no idea."
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
“…”
Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, Happy looked very calm.
"Um."
A master in the realm of inaction, facing off against the realm of life and death...
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
"Wait a minute, let's have fun and talk in private. It can be considered a good relationship." Guo Jing saw Huang Rong's hesitation and took the initiative to make an idea for her.
"Ten moves!"
Under the ring, everyone looked in disbelief and solemnity.
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
The sun is rising!
"Dongfang Xiong is from the Dongfang family. The Dongfang family has good swordsmanship. In addition, he is young and has strong cultivation. He should be a wizard; but..." After saying this, Huang Rong hesitated for a moment and stood still. When he arrived at the ring, he said: "But the Murong family's happiness seems a bit unpredictable all the way. His sword skills are mediocre, but he understands the sword intention and seems to be very clear about the martial arts of each sect. He can always predict the enemy's advance." He can win in a short time... In addition, his hand skills are very clever and powerful, and people below the Wuwei realm will have no suspense against him. "
"Rong'er, haven't you noticed that you already have a very high opinion of happiness?"
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
In this martial arts competition, the two are not of the same magnitude!
"Um."
For the first time, they suddenly realized that when they saved the six sects, their happiness was probably not just a trick, but also a display of considerable strength.
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
For the first time, the two of them, together with the disciples from the eight great families, took a deep breath, and for the first time looked squarely at the disciple brought by Miss Murong with an extremely solemn expression.
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
As a master of the Wuwei Realm, Dongfang Xiong has already made a name for himself in the martial arts world, and has been determined to be the head of the next generation of the family. The Dongfang Family has high hopes for this martial arts tournament, and wants to show off the Dongfang Family's reputation in the martial arts tournament. !
With a muffled groan, Dongfang Xiong and Kaixin both flew backwards from the dissipating light;
Dongfang Xiong took five steps back. The moment he stood still, he wiped a handful of bright red blood on his face. There were three shocking blood marks on his face, which made him feel burning pain.
A simple move of holding a sword in one hand.
The sun is rising!
"That's right."
"Ten moves!"
For the first time, they suddenly realized that when they saved the six sects, their happiness was probably not just a trick, but also a display of considerable strength.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.
It wasn't until the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved...
"Well, with Kaixin's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" should be given away..." Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to turn a blind eye. Besides, Kaixin is kind to the six sects, so he should be regarded as a A decent person, as long as he doesn’t spread the word, we’ll forget it.”
"Yes, the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang Family is said to be among the best in martial arts at a young age. It seems that the Dongfang Family has an outstanding heir."
Ta Ta Ta!
Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "If I can't defeat you within ten moves, I, Dongfang Xiong, will admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and his contempt was extremely obvious!
"Rong'er, haven't you noticed that you already have a very high opinion of happiness?"
In the scorching heat, Kaixin clearly noticed a sharp cold front that seemed to lock onto his body.
Kaixin was kicked in the chest in the first head-to-head fight with Dongfang Xiong, but the Golden Bell Shield resisted most of the damage and stood firm on the ring after taking two small steps back.
Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications...
The indifference on Nangong Ruoshui and Bei Lie's faces disappeared without a trace, replaced by stunned look and disbelief.
Capturing the dragon!
"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle between these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.
"If he really knows our Beggar Gang's "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon", Dongfang Xiong will definitely not be his opponent." Guo Jing said with emotion: "However, according to Master Kongxiang, Kaixin initially practiced "Emei Nine" "Yang Gong", a few months ago, he obtained "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung", and then stayed in the Wudang sect for some time, probably for the "Wudang Nine Yang Kung", if he has already practiced the complete "Nine Yang Kung" "Nine Yang Divine Art", if our beggar gang continues to pursue "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", it will be unknown. "
Dressed in a snow-like brocade suit, with a heroic figure, and a demeanor that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of heroes all over the world, including the heads of various sects, who all nodded:
In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked the dust off his chest and said happily and calmly: "There are seven more moves."
"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six sects expressed surprise and interest.
The latter's eyes showed a solemn look:
Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing looked at each other.