After Zhou Hong finished speaking, his eyes beckoned to the younger brother surnamed Chen that the younger brother surnamed Chen knows, and then walked towards Duanzheng with a long sword, which meant that he would undoubtedly chop off his hands.
At the same time, Zhou Hong looked at Huang Xiaolong, Broken Wind, and Long Jianfei: "I just gave you the opportunity to leave. If you don’t leave, then kneel down. Kneel here for a day before you can leave. Remember, one less A minute or less will not work, if you kneel for a minute or a second, you will not only kneel for a day, but for a year!"
"And this day, you can't move, even if someone spit on you, you can't move, remember?"
Zhou Hong is still arrogant, still aloof, still unquestionable.
At this time, the junior surnamed Chen slashed his sword and slashed his hands to the right hand, but when the opponent's sword fell, Duanfeng raised his finger to block, and his finger force shook the opponent's long sword away.
Everyone was startled.
Zhou Hong's eyes were cold, and he looked at Dying Feng: "It seems that you don't want to kneel for a day, but you want to kneel for a year!"
Huang Xiaolong looked at each other like a monkey, and smiled indifferently: "Do you think you are like a monkey, talking to yourself here and letting people watch it for fun."
The strong around are astonished.
monkey? !
No one thought that Huang Xiaolong would dare to describe Zhou Hong as a monkey for people to watch and make fun of!
Including Zhou Hong and the disciples of the Shijian Dao Tong.
Zhou Hong laughed suddenly, like a lion irritated by a few ants. He, the unparalleled genius of the young generation of dignified swordsmanship, and the selected ink sword, has cultivated a sword spirit. Existence, usually held in the palm of the palm of the hand by the top of the ten kendos, almost whatever training resources they want, they are now called monkeys by a few ants who don't know which holy land!
"Monkey?" Zhou Hong's eyes were extremely cold: "You ant, you say I am a monkey?"
At this time, no one could sense Zhou Hong's terrorist killing intent.
"Who is that kid? How dare to provoke Zhou Hong!"
"There are not many people who dare to provoke Zhou Hong in the entire Dragon Fish Cavern. Even many inner disciples of Qinglian Taoism dare not offend Zhou Hong!"
"Yeah, Zhou Hong is the chosen ink sword, and he is a direct disciple of the head of the Ten Swordsman Doctrine. Even the ancestors of the Ten Swordsman Doctrine are very fond of him!"
Many masters whispered.
Huang Xiaolong looked at Zhou Hong, as if he hadn't sensed the terrifying killing intent on the other person, and said: "Say you are a monkey, that is exalting you. In my eyes, you are not even an ant, at most it is half an ant. No, not even half an ant."
Everyone was completely stunned.
Not even ants? !
This, this disciple who didn't know which holy land came out of nowhere, said that Zhou Hong was not even an ant? No, not even half!
Zhou Hong was also surprised.
He hadn't really thought about it, someone would dare to say that he is not even half an ant!
There are people who dare!
"Boy, what are you, you dare to say something disrespectful to my Senior Brother Zhou Hong!" The junior brother surnamed Chen yelled angrily and slashed at Huang Xiaolong with the long sword in his hand.
"Hurry down and die!"
The younger brother surnamed Chen is not weak, he is the peak of the ancestor's five-layer late stage.
However, Huang Xiaolong just lifted his finger and clamped the opponent's long sword.
Everyone was surprised when they saw that Huang Xiaolong easily clamped and clamped the furious sword of the Chen surnamed disciple of the Ten Jian Taoism.
Especially some high-ranking ancestors were even more surprised. They could see that Huang Xiaolong was only the early stage of the ancestor's fifth stage, and he easily caught the sword of a disciple of the ten kendo lineage, an ancestor of the late stage of the fifth stage!
This, even Long Yu Dongtian's many Taoist inner sect disciples can't do it.
This disciple surnamed Chen wore a Jin Robe, an inner disciple of the Ten Kendo Lineage. He was obviously an Inner Sect disciple of the Ten Kendo Lineage. It was obvious that his talent and combat power were not weak.
Zhou Hong also had some accidents, of course, just some accidents.
He looked at Huang Xiaolong and smiled coldly: "It seems that you have a good talent. No wonder you are extremely arrogant. However, don't think that you are a little talented. You think that your talent is the first. No one can beat you. I will kill you with just one sword. !"
At this time, the disciple surnamed Chen wanted to withdraw the sword, but found that the sword was clamped by Huang Xiaolong's two fingers. He couldn't withdraw it anyway. His face became ashamed and angry: "Boy, you still don't let it go!"
Huang Xiaolong flicked his fingers and shook the opponent again and again and then retreated, and fell on the ground of the street in the distance, and the long sword was thrown away.
"A sword again will destroy you!" Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.
I've scrapped you!
Huang Xiaolong made a loud noise!
The strong all around were shocked again.
"Good, good!" Zhou Hong smiled angrily:"
Zhou Hong's whole body was condensed with sword aura, and the astonishing sword auras, like real substance, turned into various forms around him. Each sword aura was enough to crush the sun and the moon and turn the stars into dust.
"Of course, when I wait for the next sword, I will hold my realm at the beginning of the fifth layer of the ancestor, lest others say that I am bullying the weak and bullying the big and the small." Zhou Hong said coldly.
Speaking of this, Zhou Hong's sword aura bloomed all over his body. These sword auras bloomed around his body like a peacock, instantly blooming, extremely gorgeous and dazzling. The sharp sword aura made all the strong around him startled, panicking and then retreating. , For fear of being scratched by Zhou Hong's sword energy.
"What a terrifying sword spirit! There were rumors a few years ago that Zhou Hong had once killed a half-travel expert, it seems to be true!" An ancestor of the late nine-fold peak master said in surprise.
A few years ago, Zhou Hong killed a half-travel master. The news came out, which caused a lot of shock in the dragon fish cave. You must know that Zhou Hong is only an ancestor in the mid-eighth stage, and can kill a half-travel master. , This is shocking enough.
"I heard that Zhou Hong made a move and never missed it. His sword energy never disappeared until he saw blood. Even if he pressed the realm at the beginning of the fifth stage of the ancestor's fifth level, it would be extremely easy to kill that young man, let alone. One sword, I'm afraid that the young man can't bear it with sword energy alone!"
Some senior ancestors commented.
"Among the same rank, there are not many people who can withstand Zhou Hong's sword aura, right?"
"It's a pity that I couldn't see Zhou Hong's sword spirit. I heard that the sword spirit was sacrificed, and even the powerful Daoist would have to retreat!"
All kinds of discussions were passed into Huang Xiaolong's ears.
"Are you ready?" Zhou Hong asked Huang Xiaolong slowly.
Huang Xiaolong shook his head: "You'd better not suppress the realm, or try your best. Your sword aura is not enough to scratch me."