"Haha, stupid than a boy, you know bragging B, you don't know how you die......" Zhu Xunjiang said sarcastically. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

The knife of the white-clothed sword monk Bai Haolong just now, Zhu Xunjiang and Liu Linque are still apprehensive, Zhang Xiaoqiang actually wants to provoke this peerless master head-on, isn't this looking for death?

Zhu Xunjiang and Liu Linque were very happy in their hearts, because Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to die, and they didn't believe that Zhang Xiaoqiang could defeat Bai Haolong, a white-clothed sword monk.

"Boy, eat me again......" Bai Haolong was like a green pine and a mountain, he carried a golden wire ring knife, slashed at Zhang Xiaoqiang again.

This knife, killing the 'waves' rolling, the golden 'colored' knife is more intense, purer, and hotter than the knife just now.

The endless killing intent, splitting the air, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, tsunami and landslides, enveloped Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The melon-eating crowd watching the battle around was trembling by the breath of the white-clothed knife monk, and their whole bodies fell into a cold chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, and they had to retreat twenty or thirty meters one after another, and this coldness was only slightly weaker.

Even a martial artist like Uncle Lin couldn't bear this coldness, and he forcibly operated his skills, so he barely supported it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in place, not moving.

Qin Qingxia and Zhou Yani both mentioned their throats in their hearts, Bai Haolong, a white-clothed sword monk, is the top master they have encountered, can Xiaoqiang defeat this top master?

"Sneer......"

In an instant, the golden 'colored' sword struck in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

At this moment, a blue 'colored' light mask suddenly appeared on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body.

This oval-shaped cyan 'color' mask just wrapped Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, and the transparent cyan 'color' mask was like a glass cover.

The golden 'colored' sword slashed right down on the cyan 'color' mask that protected Zhang Xiaoqiang's body.

The violent collision of the "bell ......" made a crisp sound like a 'crossing' of gold and iron.

The cyan 'color' light mask was like armor as hard as iron, blocking the golden 'color' sword directly from the outside.

A force of rebound rebounded towards Bai Haolong.

Bai Haolong's wrist trembled, and he almost didn't hold the golden wire ring knife steadily.

What? This kid is blocking this sea of swords? How is it possible?

The crowd of melon-eating people were so shocked that their eyes fell to the ground, as if they saw something super contrary to common sense.

They all thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was going to be killed by the white-clothed knife monk in an instant, but they didn't expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to block the white-clothed knife monk with the power of mountains and rivers.

Zhu Xunjiang and Liu Linque were taken aback, puzzled, how could Zhang Xiaoqiang be so powerful, how could he resist the domineering blow of the white-clothed sword monk?

Bai Haolong was stunned, and his face was shocked.

"True Qi is released, and the body is really angry?" Bai Haolong looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with an incredulous expression, his surprised expression was like a primary school student seeing a superhero wearing inner "pants".

"Protecting the true qi of the body, this is the realm of the super grandmaster......" Many martial artists, including Uncle Lin, sighed in their hearts.

Zhu Xunjiang and Liu Linque, the people who eat melons don't understand martial arts, and they don't know the difference between the realms of martial arts masters, but martial artists like Uncle Lin can understand that the realm of the white-clothed sword monk is a great master at the grandmaster level, Zhang Xiaoqiang can carry the white-clothed knife monk with his body, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not a super grandmaster, so who is a super grandmaster?

The white-clothed sword monk carries the power of mountains and rivers with a knife, which is a martial arts realm that is difficult to touch, and a cyan 'color' light mask emerges from Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, reaching the point where the true qi is released at will to form a protective light shield, Zhang Xiaoqiang's realm, for ordinary martial artists, is as far away as the gods above the nine heavens.

Everyone knows that they have lost their eyes, and they have lost their eyes.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to reach the realm of true qi release, but what you met was me, no matter how powerful your body protection true qi is, you can carry me with one knife, those two, three, and four knives...... What about even ten swords and a hundred swords? I can slash twelve swords in a row, can your body protection true qi support the power of my twelve consecutive slashes?" Bai Haolong suffered a loss, and did not stop there, but instead 'provoked' his endless will to fight.

"That's right, the white-clothed sword monk, he enters the Tao with a sword technique, his sword technique hides endless mysteries, even if this kid has the true qi of the body protection, can he support the twelve swords of the white-clothed sword monk? After all, the true qi of the body protection needs to consume the natal true element, is his natal true yuan so solidified?" Many martial artists and cultivators, after hearing the white-clothed sword monk Bai Haolong say this, their faces 'revealed' a playful smile.

"Uncle Lin, is this kid very powerful, can he block the white-clothed sword monk's serial knife technique?" asked Liu Linque.

"This kid is very powerful, the true qi is released, forming the true qi of the body, my kind of cultivation, I can't pass three moves under him......" Uncle Lin said with a gloomy face, Zhang Xiaoqiang is young, but his cultivation is so profound, he Lin Chao's 'wave' has been cultivating for decades, and he has not even touched the 'door' threshold of the release of true qi, and he is also a person who practices martial arts, this gap is too big, if it is really more popular than people, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

"Uncle Lin can't pass three moves, this kid is so powerful?" Hearing this, Liu Linque and Zhu Xunjiang both gasped, they were thinking about whether to retreat quickly, avoid Zhang Xiaoqiang, and hide as far away as possible.

They have completely offended Zhang Xiaoqiang, and have been verbally suppressing Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored them, they thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid of them, but now it seems that where the other party is afraid of them, the other party is not even interested in taking care of them.

"However, no matter how powerful this kid is, he is still younger, and his combat experience is not as good as that of the white-clothed sword monk, he used the trick of pressing the bottom of the box at the beginning, isn't this 'exposing' the old bottom in front of the opponent, this time the white-clothed knife monk will definitely hit the twelve points of 'essence' spirit, the white-clothed knife monk uses twelve consecutive slashes, and he will definitely be able to break this kid's body protection true qi, after all, the body protection true qi has a great loss of true yuan, he is still so young, his true yuan is definitely not strong enough to support twelve consecutive slashes. Hey, it's a pity, such a young and strong grandmaster should have a bright future, but he doesn't know how to keep a low profile, and he doesn't know the truth that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng?"

Uncle Lin changed his tone and continued, with a touch of regret in his tone.

"Oh, that's it, then this kid is dead......" Liu Linque and Zhu Xunjiang both 'revealed' knowing smiles.

Other martial artists also had similar thoughts to Uncle Lin, and they all felt that Zhang Xiaoqiang was too young, too domineering, and too inexperienced in combat.

Everyone is not optimistic about Zhang Xiaoqiang, that is, Qin Qingxia and Zhou Yani, the two 'women', are a little shaken, for fear that Zhang Xiaoqiang will really be defeated by the white-clothed sword monk Bai Haolong.

Faced with everyone's regretful or gloating eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang treated it indifferently.