"Zhang You!"

Moshe clenched his teeth and squeezed out anger from his teeth, "Don't bully people too much!"

"Ha! Haha!" Zhang Youao smiled a lot in his position, and suddenly shouted: "Since ancient times, the king has succeeded and the bandits are willing to accept the loss! The rules set before are now seen by everyone. I, Zhang, follow the rules and ask for someone to admit their mistakes. How can I, Zhang, bully others?"

"What I mean! Senior Brother Mo from the Blood Demon Sect, we all witnessed it. Now the victory or defeat is decided. Could it be that Senior Brother Mo wants to cheat?"

"Senior Brother Zhang is upright and has not used any conspiracy. Senior Brother Mo lost this time and lost three people in a row. He should follow the rules and apologize to Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Don't let it go! Hey, may I not have seen Brother Mo and a friend who has never taken action! Isn't this sitting upright? Although it's just the cultivation level of the Silver Body Realm, this time I compare martial arts, and there is still a chance, right? Haha! Fight again! Fight again!"

"Yu Lao Er, don't be gloating there, you have to be a cold man! That brother is only in the silver body realm, and he has never practiced martial arts. Even if he has practiced some vulgar martial arts, how could he be the opponent of Senior Brother Zhang Youzhang, the eldest disciple of the Bone Demon Sect Yuchan Peak? Alas! It's better not to get it! It's better to be soft! Mo Snake's face, so let's expose it quickly and expose this matter!"

This loud voice was quite loud, but he spoke pertinently, which immediately attracted most diners to echo.

Mo Shelian listened to the ridicule and laughter that sounded in his ears. The color on his face changed rapidly. Shi Qing was red and seemed to change his face. The fist placed on the table made Qing Bai burst out with muscles and bones, obviously using all his strength. He hated, he was angry, and he regretted it, but it was useless at this time. The best way to deal with it is to get up and put it on your own as the loud voice said, and get up and put it softly, grit your teeth and swallow it in your own stomach.

As for Hu Yan who fell to the end, although he had never taken action, the cultivation level of the Silver Body Realm made Mo Shelian no longer have any hope. He just thought that there was no such person, so that he would not be humiliated by Zhang You who was killed by thousands of swords, which would make him even more frustrated.

Just as he forced himself to tear out a hint of ugly smile and got up and was about to speak, he heard a sound of laughter beside him, but he could hear a sudden laugh in his ears.

"Ha! Dear friends, I, Huyan, practiced swords since I was a child, but I delayed my cultivation, but I also have some confidence in my own swordsmanship! Since I only competed martial arts tonight, I came with my brothers Mo, Meili, and Yanxing. They have all taken action. If I don't make a fool of myself, I can't say it! Huyan is not such an unrighteous villain. I should share the joys and sorrows with my brothers and sisters, so I can't say it, so I have to move!"

These words were very open and immediately caused a quiet place around him. When Hu Yan rubbed his head, he grinned with a silly smile. He really got up and was about to go on stage. Mei Li was immediately anxious and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Hu!"

"Hmm? What else do you have to tell girls about?"

"No...I..." Meili didn't know that Hu Yan was overestimating his ability. His eagerness to try was really beyond her expectations. She didn't want him to come on stage and then embarrass her face. For a moment, she couldn't find any advice. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Hu, let's forget it after hearing what my younger sister said..."

"How can I give up?"

Hu Yan seemed to be reckless, his head turned around and he stared at him stubbornly, "My brother Mo was wronged tonight, how could he apologize to him! Isn't it a loss of face? Brother Mo's face is my Hu Yan's face, how can he tolerate people being humiliated? People live for a breath and have a skin. Although I Hu Yan is a rough man, I still know this principle! It is related to your and my face. Meili must persuade me more. I must fight tonight!"

These words were spoken righteously, and Meili opened his eyes in shock. Huyan threw away the tenderness that grabbed the corner of his sleeve, but he still didn't know it. Mo Shelian also opened his mouth and wanted to cry out, but was confused by Huyan's words. Zhang He couldn't spit out a word a few times. He waited until Huyan entered the venue, and he turned into a long sigh of desolation.

Yan Xing heard the blood boiling, and his handsome face turned red. After holding it for a while, he suddenly clenched his fist and shouted "Okay!" Come on, and he felt that his elder brother was really a hero who values ​​love and friendship. These words reached his heart.

The quiet and astonished diners in the hall suddenly woke up from his shouts, but burst into laughter. The straightforward man slapped the table and pounded his thighs and covered his stomach, and tears flowed from laughing.

"Okay! OK! OK! Although this man has a low cultivation level, his tone is not weak, which is in line with my appetite! Haha..."

"Haha! Be proud enough! Be righteous enough! Which disciple is this? I will treat you to drink and make a good deal!"

"I just want this tone! Haha! Exciting! Be righteous! Although I ask for trouble, if I don't give up later, after losing, I will definitely invite you to have a drink!"

There were loud laughter, cheers, and sarcasm sounds one after another. Hu Yan seemed to be unable to hear the sarcasm, but he was still excited and stood upright opposite Zhang You, not forgetting to fold his fists around and thank him, and his words were humble.

"Hahaha! OK! This brother!" Zhang You looked at Hu Yan in shock for a moment, and finally came to his senses. He laughed and exclaimed: "Brother, is it Hu Yan? As the saying goes, losers don't lose! You can't lose even if you can't win! You have the courage to play, I, Zhang Youjing, you are a man!"

"Good award! Brother Zhang is too much!"

Hu Yan grinned and clasped his fists and said humbly: "I, Hu Yan, are a rough man. I hope Brother Zhang will show mercy later and give me some face!"

"Simply rely on Brother Huyan's chivalrous spirit, it's easy to say! It's easy to say! Haha!" Zhang You didn't care and laughed and agreed.

"Haha! Brother Zhang is also a pleasure-loving person! I like it!" Hu Yan grinned and praised, then opened the empty bag and searched quickly. Finally, he took out his six-foot silver sword in his hand, and smiled foolishly: "My sword is a family-born treasure sword, called Jingmo. I hope Brother Zhang will give me advice!"

He had already talked about the refined silver sword tailored for his body in Feilong City, and he had just talked about it as a family treasure sword. He didn't know how many truths could pop out from the mouth of the demon Huyan. After saying this, Huyan's feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and he mocked and cheered around him. Zhang You's contemptuous eyes raised his sword and pounced on him.

"One light shocks everyone!"

Hu Yan's sword in his hand suddenly changed its momentum, and his sharpness suddenly appeared like a horse, fierce and murderous aura suddenly dispersed. As the name of this sword, the sword light suddenly appeared and shocked the seats, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, and the needles could be heard.

But seeing the power of this sword, everyone present immediately changed their expressions and their expressions became extremely exciting. A curse arose in their minds, "My mom! This bald man pretends to be stupid and hides his weakness! He really practices sword skills!"

On the other side of Hu Yan, Zhang You, who was facing Hu Yan, suddenly contracted like a needle, and there was no underestimation on his face. He smiled contemptuously. In the blink of an eye, he frowned and looked solemnly. He raised his sword to deal with it. He sneered and said, "Brother Hu Yan, good! Good means! Good scheming! Good skills!"

"Haha! Brother Zhang You, you have won the prize! You have won the prize!" Hu Yan still responded modestly and grinned: "My sword technique is the only one in my family. I don't know what kind of martial arts it is. Brother Zhang needs some tips!"

While speaking, the sword energy and sword energy hit each other with a blow. "Bang!" A crisp sound was harsh, and the sword energy was still tenacious and true, but the sword energy shook, as if it was about to become empty. It was obvious that the martial arts were of high strength and superiority.

The two of them had already detected the depth of the opponent's martial arts. Zhang Youyun got up and wandered around. He secretly exclaimed Yan's fighting style at 100% but a faint smile appeared on his face, and he calmly praised: "Brother Huyan, is it that his ancestors are the orphans of the Saint Saint Land of the Sword Saint? If Zhang hadn't had his eyes short, otherwise the brother's family-born sword technique would be advanced martial arts. It would be difficult for him to be cultivated to 90% of the fire by Huyan's brothers! Zhang also admired his brother's understanding and perseverance!"

Hearing Zhang You's confident tone, he immediately caused a gaze to sound in the hall, and a scream of exclamation. When he looked at Hu Yan again, he felt a lot of admiration.

Higher martial arts are extremely powerful and it is extremely difficult to practice. It is conceivable how enlightenment is required to be able to practice high martial arts to 90% of the time, and how great perseverance is to be practiced and endured. Such geniuses with great perseverance, great persistence and great enlightenment are worthy of everyone's admiration even if their cultivation is a little low.

The onlookers turned to recall what Hu Yan said before he went on stage. He practiced swords since he was a child, so he delayed his cultivation and felt a little confident in swordsmanship. He had thought that this bald man was really shameless and was shameless. Now, when he thought about it, he changed his taste and immediately believed most of the time. There are people in the world who are obsessed with martial arts and studying martial arts to delay his cultivation. Therefore, because of his weak cultivation, he is amazing and beautiful. Such a genius who takes a different approach is really not to underestimate him. I think Hu Yan is like this.

When everyone thought about this, they looked at Hu Yan, who was dazzling in the center of the field, and their eyes became extremely hot. Such a genius and his advanced martial arts have been polished to perfection, but they lack cultivation, which is the favorite of all major sects.

Before the cultivation level is able to build up the flesh and blood of the strong, and before quickly improving to the divine realm, martial arts require hard work to achieve some achievements and are hard-won. If you can recruit them into the door and have a heavy bleeding inside the door, you can create a master who is the best in the same realm, shining your lintel and boosting your own sect's reputation. This account is extremely cost-effective no matter how you calculate this account.

For a moment, countless disciples from various sects secretly started to think about it.

"Hundred roads to the eight directions!"

At this time, two figures flew back and forth in the lobby, wandering very quickly, Hu Yan steals the right time, and another sword strikes hard. A hundred swords are radiating from ten feet in a circle, rolling up like a wave of wind, with murderous intent hidden inside, and rushing towards Zhang You who is wandering!

Zhang You tried several times and realized that he had grasped Hu Yan's background. He couldn't help but burst out laughing and said loudly: "Brother Hu Yan, the sword technique is indeed powerful! But if you want to defeat Zhang with these nine-point high-grade sword technique, it is a bit too bad! Don't underestimate the heroes in the world!"

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Chapter completed!