Everyone turned around suddenly, and saw that in the crowd, thin but majestic, with a small body standing there, it was like a silver spear-like Xiao Huiming, smiling, striding over with a meteor, and everywhere they passed, everyone hurriedly gave way.

Shen Zuibo was stunned for a moment, thinking that this breath is so big, what kind of big man is it, and he quickly wanted to take a look, if it is indeed the son of the family in the Xuanzhou Continent, or the talent who is as talented as the young master of the legendary Dark Valley, it is better to win over, which can be regarded as a kind of harvest to expand his network.

However, when Xiao Huiming strode out, standing in front of him with his head held high and smiling, when he saw it, the original look of expectation on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Hahahaha, where did you come from, here are all the famous masters and martial arts high-rollers in my Xuanzhou Continent, you are the onion, you are not ashamed to speak here, it's ridiculous!haha!"

He burst out laughing, his face disdainful.

The dozen or so Qingyun Sect elders behind him looked at Xiao Huiming who was smiling in front of him, and they were also laughing, and their faces showed a very disdainful look.

"What? You don't believe it?"

Xiao Huiming looked at him and didn't remind him, but his face was as calm as water, and he asked coldly.

The Shangguan Great Elder on the side had a flushed face, and he wanted to step forward to reprimand, but was stopped by Xiao Huiming's hint.

"Who do you believe? Hahaha!"

The Shen Zuibo couldn't stop laughing, thinking to himself, a little kid who didn't have any hair, actually spoke wildly in front of him, an old man who had been rampant in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, saying that he had killed the number one master in the human world, this was either paranoic or a complete psychopath.

Xiao Huiming was already standing there quietly, ignoring the Qingyun Sect people who were laughing at him loudly in front of him.

"Shen Zhangjiao, is this good, I have heard that the martial arts of the Qingyun Sect are unique in the rivers and lakes, today I am not talented, I want to ask for a few tricks here, and then we will discuss the matter of this Qingying Dao person, what do you think?"

Xiao Huiming raised his little face, his eyes were like meteors, and there was a flash of electric "brushing", and the old locust tree that was a little farther away hugged the thickness of the old locust tree "boom", and exploded, scattered white locust flowers and dead branches and leaves, as for the huge trunk, it had already been scattered slowly in the air, and the grass scattered with the wind was everywhere.

"Ah????h

All this came very suddenly, it was just a matter of a moment, not only Shen Zuibo and the Qingyun Sect Elder behind him, but also the Great Elder and Shaking Heaven and the others, they were also surprised, but they didn't expect that this Xiao Huiming's casual glance would emit such a great power.

Every gesture is an exercise.

Talking and laughing, it's all martial arts.

This is simply a living immortal!

Of course, the most shocking thing was Shen Zuibo and his subordinates, and they saw that the faces that were laughing wildly were as if they were frozen because of the explosion of the big locust tree, where the smile froze, and the faces were very ugly.

"Yo! This --- old man has no eyes, and he is indeed a little presumptuous, may I ask if the son is the young master of that faction, what is the son of the family?"

After a while, Shen Zuibo gradually came back to his senses, and saw his little eyes rolling, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and saluted him, swept away the previous contempt look, and asked very respectfully and softly.

"Hahaha, what sect and faction I am, let's fight one by one, don't you know!"

After Xiao Huiming finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, he got up directly, jumped up in mid-air, and galloped towards the martial arts arena paved with bluestone and glass fences not far away, and Shen Zuibo, who was standing in place, looked at the people around him, and saw that the Great Elder and Shatian, as well as dozens of his subordinates, all looked at him one by one, and sighed helplessly, gritted his teeth, jumped up directly, and followed.

When the people who stood in place saw it, they also stood up one by one, and rushed towards the huge martial arts arena of hundreds of zhang.

I saw that the martial arts arena was hundreds of zhang large, but in the center of the field, there was a large ring several zhang high, and the area was also a hundred zhang in size, and on the edge of the fence around it, there was a circle of square carved stone chairs, as well as several long weapon racks, and on the shelves, they were all inserted or placed with all kinds of blades.

When everyone swept over one by one, they all made a silent word on the stone chairs around them, and their eyes looked motionless at the old man and the young man standing opposite the high platform.

"Shen Zhangjiao is a senior, please take it first!"

Xiao Huiming looked at Shen Zuibo, who was standing opposite him with a thoughtful expression, with a smile on his face, raised his right hand and made a gesture of please.

"Hahaha, okay, although I don't know who you are, but, just by destroying a broken tree to scare off the old man, you are too arrogant, today, let you have a good insight, what is the real superior exercise!"

I saw that Shen Zuibo glared angrily, looking at Xiao Huiming, who was standing quietly dozens of feet in front of him, and said loudly.

"Okay, I have heard that the sword heart Tongming exercises of the noble sect are varied, and the mysteries are incomparable, today, the younger generations have a fate, but they must study and study hard!

Xiao Huiming looked at Shen Zuibo, who was a little old and selling the old in front of him, clasped his hands into fists, smiled slightly, and said loudly.

When Shen Zuibo saw it, he was even more angry in his heart, and he didn't answer anymore, but he saw that with a wave of his right hand, the bright three-foot sword was already in his hand.

"The first style of the sword heart is clear - turning into a sword spirit!"

I saw that his eyes suddenly closed and opened, and above his body, a faint white mist appeared, and the three-foot sword in his right hand was also suddenly erected by him, and on the sword body, there was a faint pattern, which gradually appeared with the spread of the mist.

At the same time, his wide pale yellow robe was windless and automatic, and the "whirring" bulged, and the terrifying realm coercion of the late stage of the merge realm slowly spread over his majestic body, and the monks below the merge realm on the surrounding stone chairs were all a little overwhelmed by Mount Tai and breathless.

Zuo Daozhen, who was sitting on the stone chair and watching, looked at this sudden scene, but smiled slightly, and saw that the sleeves of his robe waved slightly, and the realm of coercion like Mount Tai was directly scattered by him, and the monks of the Seven Star Sect felt a lot more comfortable, and they all got up and hugged their fists, and bowed to him from afar to thank him.

He nodded slightly, and then looked at the high platform with everyone else.

I saw that on top of Shen Zuibo's three-foot long sword, there was gradually a huge Jiaotou, antlers, lion eyes, wolf body, and a hideous monster with a bloody mouth, which appeared in front of Shen Zuibo.

"Damn, this Shen Zuibo is too shameless, this shot, he directly summoned his sword spirit, how can this fight!"

The Qingluan Sect Master, who had almost recovered after taking Zuo Daozhen's high-level healing medicine, looked at the drunken waves on the high platform, got up suddenly, and said loudly with indignation.

When everyone heard it, they also said that this Shen Zuibo was a bit of a scoundrel, you know, directly summoning the sword spirit, it will have to pay some price, at least to recover, it will take a month, this Shen Zuibo is going to put Huiming to death with the strongest force!

Originally, he was already one of the best sword masters in this world, and with this direct summoning of this sword spirit, his attack power would be even more powerful, how could everyone not be angry.

However, I saw that the dozens of elders of the Qingyun Sect looked at the indignant crowd, but they all showed a playful smile on their faces, just waiting for Xiao Huiming to lose and watch the show.

"Brother Qing, don't be impatient, I believe that he will definitely win, don't believe I can pack a ticket!"

Just when everyone was shouting injustice, they saw the Crane Dance Sect Master, who was dressed in white but had a somewhat pale face, but slowly stood up, looked at the thin but strong figure on the high platform, smiled, and said loudly.

Zuo Daozhen, the Great Elder and the others on the side also nodded slightly in agreement.

When everyone saw this situation, they were also quite suspicious and slowly sat back.

Since even the Great Elder and the Left Valley Lord said that they were fine, then maybe it was really fine, but ......

Although everyone thinks so, they are really not too optimistic about Huiming's side, after all, that opponent is the famous Northwest swordsman Shen Zuibo on the rivers and lakes!

Shen Zuibo's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the sword spirit was summoned out, it gradually became more and more realistic, and his face gradually swelled with a touch of ferocity.

"Hmph, I asked you, a hairy little broken child, to fold my face in front of everyone, since you can't tell your own sect, then let the old man send you directly to reincarnation!

He said secretly in his heart.

However, although he thought so in his heart, he knew very well that he could not directly kill Xiao Huiming in front of all the monks in this martial arts, but he could be seriously injured, this is a consistent rule in the martial arts, and when the time comes, he can only blame the opponent for his poor skills, and he can't blame the opponent.

What's more, this martial arts competition was brought up by Xiao Huiming himself.

"Hehe, you're killing yourself, no wonder I'm here!"

He muttered to himself.

"Hey, Shen Zhangjiao, where have you been tinkering with the ghost for a long time, is this martial arts competition compared? You can't be scared, right?"

Just as he was releasing his true qi while pinching his sword trick and preparing to attack, he suddenly heard Xiao Huiming standing opposite.

These words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, directly smoking the seven orifice of the drunken wave qi that was quickly pinched, and when I saw him shout, without delay, the long sword in his hand shook, and together with the huge image of the sword spirit, he rushed straight towards Xiao Huiming who was standing in front. Still worried about the latest chapter you can't find?Amway One or search for Hot/Degree/Net/Article "Remember to remove "/"Otherwise you can't find it", here is a young lady to help you find a book, and chat with you!