As soon as Yang Zi finished speaking, a figure in the depths of the bamboo forest was left and right, like a gust of wind, flashing out with great agility. Such light skills are really amazing
Yang Zi whispered: Xiufang, you find a place to hide first, this person has murderous aura
Shang Xiufang looked down in horror, hesitated for half a second, and said: What about you?
Yang Zi laughed silently: Fool, of course I am fighting, go hide it, if I hadn't called you, you must not come out
After saying that, he jumped down the stairs. He was elegant, his arms stretched, and his posture was elegant. After landing, he stood there calmly. Shang Xiufang was stunned. Suddenly he remembered that Yang Zi wanted to hide himself. He quickly turned around and left, but an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. This was the first time that someone called him a fool like this. Shang Xiufang's heart trembled slightly, and red clouds surged on his cheeks...
An old man with a tall figure and sparse head like Ge You suddenly appeared opposite Yang Zi. The bald man should be over 60 years old, but his skin is as white as a baby. He has two long hair hanging like a beard on his temples until his spacious shoulders, which complements his half-bad head.
A pair of goat-like eyes, long and pointed nose bridge, giving people a ruthless taste
The man was wearing a brown-gray Taoist robe, with his hands in his arms standing firmly as a mountain, with the hilt of the sword exposed on his left shoulder, which was imposing.
Your image is strange and not an ordinary person. I don’t know your surname and name. What can I do if I find this king?
Yang Zi implicitly mocked him for his strange appearance, but the bald old man seemed to have not understood it. His seemingly listless eyes looked up and down.
You are Yang Zi, the demon sword that has been in the limelight recently? I didn’t expect you to be so young
Yang Zi smiled faintly and said: It's easy to say, it's easy to say
The bald old man said again: Someone asked me to kill you, and I just happened to want to weigh you as much as possible. If you are willing to surrender, I can promise not to kill you.
His expression seemed to be sure to win
Yang Zi couldn't help laughing: Your self-righteous kung fu is indeed perfect. What will you say before killing you?
The bald old man was obviously a proud and arrogant man. When he heard Yang Zi's words, he laughed furiously. He was filled with energy. A strange-shaped sword that was slightly shorter than an ordinary long sword and slightly thicker suddenly flew out of the scabbard, as if it had a spiritual sense to fall into his hands.
Yang Zi's heart was dark, because as soon as the dull-colored sword was unsheathed, he could feel a space collapse, and the air around him seemed to be sucked over.
Yang Zi's face became solemn, because the bald old man reminded him of WānWān. He had fought with WānWān. This feeling was exactly the same as the Demonic Art. Yang Zi immediately guessed his identity. This bald man was probably from the Demon Sect.
Yang Zi did not dare to neglect, and slapped the scabbard, holding the knife in his hand neatly, while holding the short sword in his sleeve with his left hand.
The two looked at each other, and neither of them took action first. It looked calm, but if anyone walked between them, they would definitely be shattered by the energy they emitted.
The bald old man's energy was sharp and domineering, and he attacked fiercely, but what surprised the bald old man was that the energy he attacked was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no gain at all. The bald old man thought that Yang Zi was good at sword skills, but he knew that his internal strength was so powerful, so he couldn't help but look at Yang Zigao a few more points.
Since the test was not tested, the bald old man did not intend to continue. The strange sword was shocked and a strange scream burst out from his mouth, carrying the powerful true energy, like an arrow leaving the string, stabbing towards him. Yang Zi sneered: Just a little bit, I dare to kill me!
As soon as his feet moved, the Xuanyuan sword-shaped true energy in the Dantian Qi Sea shook suddenly, and Li Si's speed suddenly increased.
Strange speed!
As Yang Zi's internal energy cultivation grows, the two super-ultimate skills of the Wei Shi and the Sword Qi have become more controllable. Even if they face the shadow assassin Yang Xuyan, Yang Zi is not afraid of him anymore. Yang Zi doesn't think that this old bald man can withstand his super-ultimate skills. Although these two super-ultimate skills are very consuming, Yang Zi is at least seven points in his grasp to kill this stupid B with the foundation of the immortality.
The bald old man's eyes suddenly became blurred, his mind was shocked, and his true energy suddenly became excited, trying to use his thick internal force to resist the opponent's attack.
Dangdang, a series of swords and swords hit, the bald old man's speed also exploded. The two of them tried more than a dozen moves in an instant with one sword and one sword.
Yang Zi, who thought he would win, suddenly realized that he underestimated the enemy too much. This old bald man not only had strong internal strength, but his attainments in the Demonic Art were no less than those of the original WānWān. What made him even more afraid of was that this old bald man's sword technique was so great, just like the most sophisticated program set by a computer. The various changes were extremely sharp, and the changes were so many, and the reaction was so fast that he was Yang Zi's strongest opponent so far. Although the passionate young master Hou Xibai had exquisite tricks and extremely fast speed, he was still inferior to this old bald man in terms of internal strength cultivation. Yang Zi only narrowly won the victory when he defeated Hou Xibai. Yang Zi did not take any advantage of the person in front of him.
The sword technique of the Thirteenth Bloody Battle was instantly used. In terms of the move, Yang Zi felt restrained for the first time. The feeling of fatigue shocked Yang Zi.
In an instant, Yang Zi had left the battle, and his body and feet were backing back like a ghost. Even a master of bald old man could not keep him.
The bald old man secretly praised in his heart. Although he did not let the other party take advantage just now, he finally knew that today, the person who could surpass the other party in speed was unique. Even if the other party could not beat him, he would definitely be able to escape unstoppable unless he had a helper of the same level.
The famous scholar, Yang Zi, the King of Tang, is indeed amazing. At your age, if you have been in ten or eight years, no one in the world will be your opponent. The bald old man sincerely praised
Although Yang Zi was shocked, he was relaxed and freehand, saying: You are well-known and is Yang's life-long rival. Even if you can defeat you, I will definitely not be relaxed. Both sides are inevitably injured. However, it is very satisfying to be able to compete with a real master. Haha, come again!
With a high fighting spirit, Yang Zi rushed forward again, and the bald old man shouted: Good come!
The two collided again like Mars hitting the earth. After seven moves in a row, Yang Zi suddenly stepped back without warning. The bald old man was not willing to let go, and he followed him like a shadow. At this moment, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Yang Zi's face, and the blade suddenly shone brightly...
Yang Zi whispered: Xiufang, you find a place to hide first, this person has murderous aura
Shang Xiufang looked down in horror, hesitated for half a second, and said: What about you?
Yang Zi laughed silently: Fool, of course I am fighting, go hide it, if I hadn't called you, you must not come out
After saying that, he jumped down the stairs. He was elegant, his arms stretched, and his posture was elegant. After landing, he stood there calmly. Shang Xiufang was stunned. Suddenly he remembered that Yang Zi wanted to hide himself. He quickly turned around and left, but an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. This was the first time that someone called him a fool like this. Shang Xiufang's heart trembled slightly, and red clouds surged on his cheeks...
An old man with a tall figure and sparse head like Ge You suddenly appeared opposite Yang Zi. The bald man should be over 60 years old, but his skin is as white as a baby. He has two long hair hanging like a beard on his temples until his spacious shoulders, which complements his half-bad head.
A pair of goat-like eyes, long and pointed nose bridge, giving people a ruthless taste
The man was wearing a brown-gray Taoist robe, with his hands in his arms standing firmly as a mountain, with the hilt of the sword exposed on his left shoulder, which was imposing.
Your image is strange and not an ordinary person. I don’t know your surname and name. What can I do if I find this king?
Yang Zi implicitly mocked him for his strange appearance, but the bald old man seemed to have not understood it. His seemingly listless eyes looked up and down.
You are Yang Zi, the demon sword that has been in the limelight recently? I didn’t expect you to be so young
Yang Zi smiled faintly and said: It's easy to say, it's easy to say
The bald old man said again: Someone asked me to kill you, and I just happened to want to weigh you as much as possible. If you are willing to surrender, I can promise not to kill you.
His expression seemed to be sure to win
Yang Zi couldn't help laughing: Your self-righteous kung fu is indeed perfect. What will you say before killing you?
The bald old man was obviously a proud and arrogant man. When he heard Yang Zi's words, he laughed furiously. He was filled with energy. A strange-shaped sword that was slightly shorter than an ordinary long sword and slightly thicker suddenly flew out of the scabbard, as if it had a spiritual sense to fall into his hands.
Yang Zi's heart was dark, because as soon as the dull-colored sword was unsheathed, he could feel a space collapse, and the air around him seemed to be sucked over.
Yang Zi's face became solemn, because the bald old man reminded him of WānWān. He had fought with WānWān. This feeling was exactly the same as the Demonic Art. Yang Zi immediately guessed his identity. This bald man was probably from the Demon Sect.
Yang Zi did not dare to neglect, and slapped the scabbard, holding the knife in his hand neatly, while holding the short sword in his sleeve with his left hand.
The two looked at each other, and neither of them took action first. It looked calm, but if anyone walked between them, they would definitely be shattered by the energy they emitted.
The bald old man's energy was sharp and domineering, and he attacked fiercely, but what surprised the bald old man was that the energy he attacked was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no gain at all. The bald old man thought that Yang Zi was good at sword skills, but he knew that his internal strength was so powerful, so he couldn't help but look at Yang Zigao a few more points.
Since the test was not tested, the bald old man did not intend to continue. The strange sword was shocked and a strange scream burst out from his mouth, carrying the powerful true energy, like an arrow leaving the string, stabbing towards him. Yang Zi sneered: Just a little bit, I dare to kill me!
As soon as his feet moved, the Xuanyuan sword-shaped true energy in the Dantian Qi Sea shook suddenly, and Li Si's speed suddenly increased.
Strange speed!
As Yang Zi's internal energy cultivation grows, the two super-ultimate skills of the Wei Shi and the Sword Qi have become more controllable. Even if they face the shadow assassin Yang Xuyan, Yang Zi is not afraid of him anymore. Yang Zi doesn't think that this old bald man can withstand his super-ultimate skills. Although these two super-ultimate skills are very consuming, Yang Zi is at least seven points in his grasp to kill this stupid B with the foundation of the immortality.
The bald old man's eyes suddenly became blurred, his mind was shocked, and his true energy suddenly became excited, trying to use his thick internal force to resist the opponent's attack.
Dangdang, a series of swords and swords hit, the bald old man's speed also exploded. The two of them tried more than a dozen moves in an instant with one sword and one sword.
Yang Zi, who thought he would win, suddenly realized that he underestimated the enemy too much. This old bald man not only had strong internal strength, but his attainments in the Demonic Art were no less than those of the original WānWān. What made him even more afraid of was that this old bald man's sword technique was so great, just like the most sophisticated program set by a computer. The various changes were extremely sharp, and the changes were so many, and the reaction was so fast that he was Yang Zi's strongest opponent so far. Although the passionate young master Hou Xibai had exquisite tricks and extremely fast speed, he was still inferior to this old bald man in terms of internal strength cultivation. Yang Zi only narrowly won the victory when he defeated Hou Xibai. Yang Zi did not take any advantage of the person in front of him.
The sword technique of the Thirteenth Bloody Battle was instantly used. In terms of the move, Yang Zi felt restrained for the first time. The feeling of fatigue shocked Yang Zi.
In an instant, Yang Zi had left the battle, and his body and feet were backing back like a ghost. Even a master of bald old man could not keep him.
The bald old man secretly praised in his heart. Although he did not let the other party take advantage just now, he finally knew that today, the person who could surpass the other party in speed was unique. Even if the other party could not beat him, he would definitely be able to escape unstoppable unless he had a helper of the same level.
The famous scholar, Yang Zi, the King of Tang, is indeed amazing. At your age, if you have been in ten or eight years, no one in the world will be your opponent. The bald old man sincerely praised
Although Yang Zi was shocked, he was relaxed and freehand, saying: You are well-known and is Yang's life-long rival. Even if you can defeat you, I will definitely not be relaxed. Both sides are inevitably injured. However, it is very satisfying to be able to compete with a real master. Haha, come again!
With a high fighting spirit, Yang Zi rushed forward again, and the bald old man shouted: Good come!
The two collided again like Mars hitting the earth. After seven moves in a row, Yang Zi suddenly stepped back without warning. The bald old man was not willing to let go, and he followed him like a shadow. At this moment, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Yang Zi's face, and the blade suddenly shone brightly...
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