The public loser shook his head slightly, it seems that some things can only be solved in a way that is unique to men.

Thinking about it, Jing Zitong's sword qi had already attacked in front of him.

The two were still three feet apart, and a shallow wound had been cut on the cheek of the public losing class by the sword qi.

Everyone breathed for a while, and they couldn't imagine that the sword aura of this young man with a sword on his back was so powerful! I can't help but be a little worried about the public loss class.

Hot wheels whirled and swirled, and the public losers ghostly retreated backwards.

The thirteen swords that Jing Zitong slashed out in an instant only shattered the faint afterimage left by the public loss class.

The teenagers cheered in unison, "Good! Brother Pan, teach us a good lesson for this stinky boy who only knows how to be cool! ”

Jing Zitong saw that he missed the blow, and turned around and continued to attack the public loss class.

The corners of the public loser's mouth rose slightly, and he shouted: "It's a good time!" ”

While leaning back and flying back, he raised his left hand, only to see the red Taiji fish pattern that suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, and suddenly spun rapidly as if he was alive, and the left hand of the public loss class was red!

With a "bang", the red light exploded in the air, Jing Zitong didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly felt a domineering power coming from the sword in his hand, and the sword made of fine iron seemed to suddenly have life, and he suddenly turned around and slapped his chest!

Jing Zitong was slapped in the chest by his own fine iron sword, and he snorted and fell heavily backwards to the ground.

The sword took off his hand, spun around a few times in the air, and suddenly plunged into the ground, only half a foot away from Jing Zitong's ears.

Everyone was amazed, they couldn't imagine that the swordsmanship cultivation of the young man with the sword was so high that he couldn't even stop the public losing class!

It was the teenagers who reacted first and cheered, "Oh! Oh! Jing Zitong lost! Jing Zitong is defeated! Hmph, now I know how powerful our brother Pan is, and he doesn't honestly admit his big brother! ”

Jing Zitong was also full of question marks, it was obvious that he had the advantage, how could he lose in one battle!

Unwilling to be indignant in his heart, his eyes were full of anger, and he just wanted to pull out the fine iron sword and compete with the public losing class.

Suddenly, a blue light rushed in front of him and sucked the sword through the air!

"Gong Lose Class, what kind of demon spell did you cast? How can I leave my sword at your mercy!? ”

Jing Zitong's eyes widened, looking at the public loss class in disbelief. At this moment, he traveled eight hundred miles, and the pride of defeating countless masters was gone.

On the contrary, it was the seemingly weak young man in front of him who gave him the first unsurpassable fear since he fought the sword.

The public loss class turned a deaf ear, held the sword in his hand, and said carefully: "It's really a well-forged sword, Zitong, you once told me that you want to be the number one swordsman in the world." So, if I snatch it out of your hands, you're no longer a swordsman? ”

Jing Zitong shouted: "Nonsense! If a swordsman is even snatched by an opponent with a sword in his hand, then what is he called a swordsman? It's better to die clean! ”

The public loser class said word for word: "Since this is the case, then you will die!" ”

Before the words fell, a red and a blue Taiji fish on the backs of his hands turned rapidly, and Jing Zitong's fine iron sword quickly twisted and deformed in the red and blue cyclone, and shattered into several sections with a "ping" sound, scattered on the ground.

"You!" Jing Zitong felt a sharp pain in his heart, spurted out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground, and laughed wildly: "Gong Lose Class, it turns out that you have killed me early, okay!" Good! Good! If you want my life, I'll give it to you now!" ”

With that, he took out a dagger from his boots, and stabbed his heart with both hands!

Suddenly, the blue light exploded into a circle of ripples, and the dagger in Jing Zitong's hand was sucked away by an extremely strong force, not only that, but the weapons carried by the surrounding people also rose up with this blue air volley, spiraling back.

One hundred and eighty weapons were pulled by the blue light, forming a clockwise rotating weapon ring behind the public loss team, which was spectacular!

"Zitong, you died once for a broken sword just now. Now, I'm giving you a new sword, and this time I want you to live for yourself! ”

The voice fell, the red light exploded, intertwined with the blue mang's spiral, and countless weapons quickly twisted and deformed, blending into an ellipse.

The ellipse spun counterclockwise, rotating around the top of the shift, and the bronze iron filings fell.

Half an hour later, under the reflection of the first rays of moonlight, a sword with a strange shape and a faint red light on the sword body was born and born.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the new sword flew through the air and gently inserted it into Jing Zitong's eyes.

"This sword is condensed and formed by the first ray of moonlight, with its own sword intent, whenever there is moonlight, the sword body will faintly show a red light, today I will give it the name 'Red Moon', and give it to you. I hope Zitong can understand that what a swordsman relies on is not only the sword in his hand, but also the sword we need to do. ”

Jing Zitong looked at the sword in front of him in a daze, sank for a long time, and said loudly: "No matter what, I lost the duel with you today." From now on, the Royal Sword Villa will never trouble you Lu Zhuang again, I owe you a favor. ”

After speaking, he pulled out the Red Moon Sword and carried it behind him, and slowly walked to the Yin Owl man's side.

The yin owl man narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the hands of the public losing class. If you change someone else, I am afraid that you will not see anything special about his hands at all, but in the eyes of a strong man with profound skills, you can still see the subtle difference: his hands actually faintly exude a metallic luster under the moonlight!

He suddenly took a step forward, hugged his sword in his chest, and said: "The Gongyi family has always been famous for refining divine weapons, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary. It's just that I don't know what are the mysteries of the divine soldiers that the young master has refined today, can you explain one or two to us, so that everyone in the rivers and lakes can open their eyes. ”

The public loss class said hesitantly: "The deputy owner of Jing Tiannan is too polite, I just made a pair of light gloves." Named the 'Yin and Yang Holy Hand', the red one is yang and can bounce off any metal objects in the vicinity. ”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and the red Taiji fish on the back of his hand rotated rapidly, and the iron filings and copper powder around him rippled in circles.

Everyone was amazed, and the public lost class continued: "The blue of the right hand is yin, and the function of the left hand is just the opposite, it can absorb all metal objects. ”

The voice fell, the blue mangs were flourishing, and the copper and iron ripples that were gradually drifting away around them suddenly gathered again.

"It would be even more fun if you used your left and right hands at the same time!"

After the public lost class, the red and blue lights lit up at the same time, and those iron and copper dust continued to change various shapes around him, either dragon or tiger, which was breathtaking.

Everyone was completely impressed by his divine skills, and applauded one after another, as if they had long forgotten that the weapon they were carrying with them turned into powder and became a plaything in the hands of this young man.

Jing Tiannan couldn't help but applaud: "I didn't expect that Luzhuang had another young genius, it's really gratifying." I heard before that the young master was in poor health and couldn't practice martial arts, it seems that it is all nonsense on the rivers and lakes! ”

Hearing his words, the public loser shook his head and said, "This is indeed true, my body is indeed unable to condense true qi due to some unknown reasons. But I'm afraid that anyone who wants to bully Lu Zhuang is not easy! ”

Before the words fell, the red light and blue rays bloomed one after another, and the copper powder full of subway scraps was inspired by the wind, and in a moment it turned into a huge Fangtian painting halberd. Follow the movements of the public loss class and volley straight into the air.

Listening to the sound of "bang", he forcibly split a huge tree ten zhang away into two halves, and the remaining momentum was not weakened, and even the handle was submerged into the mountain.

Jing Tiannan's face became more and more ugly, and the surprise in his heart was beyond words.

Unexpectedly, this teenage boy, without any cultivation in his body, can exert the power of the top masters in the rivers and lakes with only divine weapons, Lu Zhuang is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, unfathomable, it is better not to be an enemy for the time being.

The idea in his heart was set, and he said loudly: "The young master of the public loss is really extraordinary, I admire it!" Just like Fang Cai Tong'er said, our Imperial Sword Villa and your Luzhuang will turn their rivalry into jade silk from today onwards and become each other's most reliable allies. Think about it, if you and I join forces, don't say that the small Lu country is the hundred schools of the princes and the entire Zhou Dynasty, who would dare to compete with us! ”

Everyone breathed for a moment, thinking that what this man said was true.

For a hundred years, the Imperial Sword Villa has been unique in the world with swordsmanship, and in the past 20 years, it has obtained the ancient spectrum of mental methods, and the growth of true qi and cultivation has been increasing day by day, and now it seems to have the strength to compete with Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism and other great families.

Coupled with the support of the Gongyi family, which is known to be able to make bronze openings, once these two forces are combined, looking at the world, there is indeed no sect, not even a country, that dares to underestimate it.

The public loss class sighed lightly and said with a smile: "Thanks to the love of the deputy owner of Jing Tiannan, it is our honor for our public loss family to become an ally with your village. However, ......" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but pause, and said word for word: "Before leaving here, my housewife has promised me that no matter whether I win or lose in today's battle, I can not inherit the position of the head of the family, and only retain the position of an elder, and from now on, I will wash my hands in the golden basin, and I will not ask about the affairs ......of the rivers and lakes."

The crowd couldn't help but shout! Many of them have been blessed by Luzhuang and have traveled the rivers and lakes with a sharp weapon. Not long ago, I heard that there will be a rising star in Luzhuang who will bring his latest refining divine soldier to fight a decisive battle with the young master of Yujian Villa on the top of Tianzhu Mountain. The second is more concerned about how much refining ability this person has? If the blue is better than the blue, then you must have a good relationship with him to ensure that the sharp weapon in your hand can be sharper.

In one day, the young man in front of him not only refined his first divine weapon, but also defeated the young master of the Imperial Sword Villa quite easily, which can be described as being in the limelight. As everyone knows, this news will spread within half a month, and his reputation will be in full swing.

At this time, some people will suddenly choose to wash their hands in a golden basin, which is really incredible.

Why is it that something just starts and ends?