The madman sword raised the long sword in his hand and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean by wishful thinking, but I know that you still lack advice!"

Based on his qualifications to defeat his projection in five strokes, what qualification does Xing Cangliu have to question his swordsmanship?

Xing Cang sighed and said: "Kendo breakthrough, it really is not so easy."

I intended to break through the shackles through this duel.

But he forgot that few people in the world could compete with him.

The madman sword in front of him is well-known, far from being a combatant.

Madman Sword is angry: "Okay, I will let you see the power of Madman Sword!"

He regained his sword, but he still adopted the tricky sword skills as he just did. Although there have been changes, the essence is the same.

The expectation in Xing Cangliu's eyes receded like tide, clenched the Beidou sword, and swept away the understated sword: "The nebula is flowing!"

Under a sword, a stern arc-shaped sword gas was swayed.

Madman Jian sneered: "This is also called swordsmanship?"

As soon as he bent down, he easily avoided the arc-shaped sword gas, and was about to attack again with the sword. Who knows, that arc-shaped sword gas actually killed a carbine, which was in the middle of a madman sword vest.

The latter was frightened and hurriedly clenched to resist, trying to resolve it with his kneeling and swordsmanship.

However, under the resistance, he just felt the power contained in the arc sword energy.

Click--

The ordinary long sword in his hand was broken on the spot!

The madman's sword frightened his heart and hurriedly dodge, but the arc-shaped sword gas was like long eyes, and a dive became extremely accurate to capture the evasion trajectory of the madman's sword.

what--

With only a loud hum, the madman's sword was hit by a curved sword.

What is commendable is that the sword qi is controlled and fascinated, and it can obviously split the person apart, but it only shatters all the clothes of the madman's sword, leaving only a trace of the blood penetrating the sword mark.

Killing a person with a sword is not terribly powerful.

Even those who don't understand Kendo can understand that Xing Cang Liu Sword is higher than the madman sword by more than one level.

Li Yuan was able to melt from the ice sculpture, so he could see this scene and couldn’t help but be shocked: “Quasily Realm? This... this is Xing Cangliu’s real swordsmanship?”

This is several times more powerful than the rumors!

The madman's sword clothing does not cover his body, is extremely ashamed, and he cannot accept this ending in his heart.

Should not be!

He clearly challenged the opponent's projection, and he must win within five strokes. Why did he personally fight but failed?

From beginning to end, Xing Cangliu only made one move!

Fail in one move!

How did he accept this?

"Come again!" The madman's sword refused to accept the defeat. He grabbed Li Yuan's broad sword in the palm of his hand and shouted, "Crazy eight styles!"

Li Yuan wants to stop it too late!

It was clearly that Xing Cangliu was merciful, and the madman sword could stand and talk. He refused to accept the defeat, and actually tried to challenge.

Xing Cangliu's eyes filled with faint displeasure: "Can't afford to lose? Then lose to the end!"

He didn't have any war intentions anymore, only disgust.

"Qiankun fight turns!" Beidou sword circled continuously in the air, drawing a round sword gas.

Then the long sword a little, the round sword flew straight out.

The madman's sword bit his teeth and thrust a sword.

But one sword stabbed into it, only to realize the astonishment and horror of the circular sword gas.

A strong swallowing force erupted from the circular sword gas, swallowing his long sword into it, and even the others swept into the sword gas.

"Give me back!" Madman Sword tried hard to draw back the broad sword he had sucked in.

However, the swallowing power of the round sword gas is getting stronger and stronger, and the wide sword is sucked into it with a swish.

Immediately afterwards, his people were sucked in.

Man is not a weapon, and the weapon can be safely inside, but once the human flesh and blood falls into a round sword gas, it must be crushed!

Fortunately, he is facing the spread of the Beidou sword, and his sword skill is brilliant.

At a critical moment, the long sword a little, the round sword gas swooped forward, slapping on the chest of the madman's sword.

Poof--

The madman's sword was thrown away like a dog,

On his chest, a piece of blood and flesh was blurred, leaving hundreds of tiny sword marks.

Although others are not dead, but the chest has left unforgettable traces of defeat.

Xing Cangliu quietly withdrew the Beidou sword and sighed lowly: "We are looking forward to nothing."

The result of the duel between the two sides is self-evident.

Dusk won an absolute victory with a crushing momentum.

Including the strongest foreign aid invited by the military palace, the madman's sword known as one of the strongest kendo powerhouses in the cold realm is like a chicken and a dog, and it is defeated like mud!

Daha--

The tea cup of the three sons slipped from his hands and fell to the ground.

The slightly hot tea splashed on his ankles, causing a trace of burning pain, which he was completely unaware of.

His pupils dilated, he lost focus, he stared at the case without blinking, and fell into great distraction.

Finished!

For the first time, my father handed over important things to him!

The military palace was completely defeated and suffered great shame.

In the future, will his father trust him for the second time and give him important things to do?

The answer is obvious-no!

Xing Cangliu wrapped the Beidou sword and said indifferently: "The challenge of both sides, there is a bet, should you know?"

Hearing the words, the three sons recovered from the loss of heart and sank to the bottom.

Dusk will not come to challenge for no reason, and the military palace will not fight for no reason.

There is an important stake in the duel between the two parties.

My father didn't say what the bet was, but the three sons knew it must be very important.

"I know." San Gongzi's body swayed gently, and there was a trace of despair in his heart.

When Xing Cangliu went to the military palace to take a bet, it was his severance!

"Since I know, then..." Xing Cang sighed, took out a piece of yellow silk wrapped in his arms, and threw it away to the three sons: "I lost, I would like to lose the game, I will give the bet to the army on behalf of dusk palace."

"I still have things, so I don't want to go to the military palace. You can pass it on to the palace's owner.

A few words said that all of the military palace was stunned, and his head was short-circuited, unable to turn around.

Xing Cang Liu lost?

Are they dreaming, or is Xing Cang God abnormal, talking nonsense?

The swordsmen on the side of the military palace were all beaten down, and the sword of the madman was a fiasco.

Which hair of Xing Cang Liu lost?

The three sons were stunned on the spot, so that the yellow silk package was thrown over and did not catch it in time, so that it hit the face.

I didn't know what was in the package. It was very hard, and it hurt the three sons, so I woke it up.

"Wait!" San Gongzi shouted at Xing Cangliu, who was turning around, and said blankly, "What do you mean?"

Xing Cangliu paused and sighed: "There are heavens outside, there are people outside, I never thought that there were such kendo masters in the cold environment. See you today, I am lucky in this life."

Kendo master?

Who?

San Gongzi glanced at the madman's sword, which was defeated by a mess. Obviously the opponent said that the master of Kendo was not him.