I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

A ray of sword energy easily shattered Guild Master Fengyun's body-protecting energy, causing him to scream and take several steps back. Although it was just a scabbard, Lu Ziqing's sword energy penetrated his body from the top of his head and shook all his energy away, making him unable to lift it up for a while. Moreover, the top of my head hurt like it was really cracking!

The president of the Fengyun Society had dark eyes for a long time, and then he realized that he was already kneeling on the ground, and his tears kept flowing. It hurt so much!

Now he is very lucky that his wife and daughter were all abducted by Lu Ziqing in advance. Otherwise, how could the head of the family lose his face if he looked at him from the side and was so embarrassed?

There were angry shouts all around, and all the gang leaders and experts present were shocked. This Xiaoyun disciple actually dared to destroy their place in front of so many people? This is too arrogant!

Lu Ziqing held up the scabbard and said: "Since arriving in Nanhai, I have felt that no one takes me seriously as a member of the Xiaoyun sect. Everyone does not invite me to eat or do things together, so I have to take the initiative to tell you that I am not deliberately targeting you. Everyone, just everyone here, is rubbish.”

Several people from Tianzangmen were furious and wanted to take action, but Huang Chao stopped them and shook their heads. Now in Nanhai County, if a fight breaks out and destroys the joyful atmosphere of the celebration, they will definitely be expelled by Ao Shuang in anger, and then they will lose the hard-won opportunity.

The president of the Fengyun Society shouted: "Everyone, be careful, this guy's sword energy is a bit evil, and he can actually defeat my Fengyun Palm!"

Everyone knows that he has given up, so saying this is actually to push it to others, and he does not dare to do it himself. The Fengyun Club pursues Huang Chao the most actively, naturally because the president of the Fengyun Club is not that confident and needs to hold on to other people's laps. So the other gangs actually look down on him a little, thinking that he is just like the Ma Zi of Tianzangmen.

There was a huge earthquake in the field, and a big man more than ten feet tall jumped out like a black iron tower. He was already wearing black iron armor, showed an ax in his hand, and said: "Let me, the King of the Black Tower, , come and learn about the sword that is as strong as a copper wall or an iron wall."

Lu Ziqing's fingers flashed, and a silver sword as small as a bookmark appeared on his fingertips. He said proudly: "Come on, I will fight you with this sword."

When the people around saw that the sword was only as long as the palm of a hand and was carefully carved and hollowed out, it was obviously not a serious weapon, and they all immediately shouted: "Fight him! Chop him into pieces!"

Only an old man who had been silent until now was startled and shouted: "Slow down!" But it was too late.

The Black Tower King shouted and rushed forward, his eyes gleaming with coldness, and the Gang Qi all over his body condensed into a flame that lingered all over his body. He was surprisingly powerful. He stamped his foot and the ground exploded, causing many people to sit down on the ground. In the blink of an eye, his ax flashed and struck Lu Ziqing with a bolt of thunder. The thunder shattered the roof of the teahouse.

Everyone thought that Lu Ziqing would definitely use tricks to dodge, but who knew that the light of the ax instantly froze and was completely blocked by the slender little silver sword. The figure of the Black Tower King who was charging like an iron bull suddenly stopped, his whole body was shaking, and his muscles were torn. The opponent did not use any cleverness, but relied on complete strength to block him with a sword as strong as an iron wall. His ax was like hitting a piece of iron felt, and the opponent didn't even shake his wrist.

Lu Ziqing was very satisfied with the power he gained after getting the dragon bloodline. He was so violent that he was not a human being.

Then Lu Ziqing reminded: "Stand still, Jian Gang is coming."

The Black Tower King was shocked, he wasn't even Jian Gang just now?

Lu Ziqing didn't even move his wrist, he just used the inner energy in his body to explode, and a sword beam blasted out from the flying flower sword, suddenly hitting the Black Tower King, like a huge wave hitting the boat, knocking the Black Tower King away. He flew backwards and was knocked two feet away in the crowd. The ax in his hand suddenly fell out of his hand, hitting the foot of a Tianzang Sect disciple next to Huang Chao, and a scream suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

Huang Chao turned his head to the side, and the ax just flew close to his face, making him grit his teeth in anger. Lu Ziqing said innocently: "This is none of my business. He is not sure."

There was silence in the field, which was too scary for most ordinary Jianghu mercenaries. The Black Tower King is a very active mercenary, and now he is completely embedded in the wall, unable to move.

But for other masters who were usually dissatisfied with the nine major sects, their blood was aroused at this time. A slender man holding two swords jumped out, licked the blade with his tongue, and said solemnly: "Let me, the Shadowless Swordsman Han Zhengxue, learn the Xiaoyun Sect's clever tricks."

However, Lu Ziqing was a little disgusted by his action of licking the knife, and he responded: "Does it taste good?"

Suddenly, thin streaks of blood shot out from the faces and arms of several people in the surrounding crowd. Only then did they start to feel pain, and they all exclaimed in surprise. Everyone who saw Han Zhengxue's skills for the first time was shocked. It was indeed a shadowless sword, so fast! Just why do you want to chop the person next to you, just to show how fast your knife is?

Someone explained helplessly: "The Shadowless Knife is so weird. It is said that it must be awakened with blood before it can kill the enemy."

"Han Zhengxue!" Someone covered his face and said angrily, "You pervert! I told you not to scratch your face!"

"In order to win, you have to do something." Han Zhengxue said as if his sacrifice was huge, and waved his sword at Lu Ziqing, "The first time I saw your face, I wanted to cut it."

There were wisps of blood all around, which were absorbed by his swords like red threads, making the blades bloody. Han Zhengxue raised the two swords above his head, and a rain of blood poured on his face, making him look even more murderous.

"Oh?" Lu Ziqing thought it was interesting. The blades of these two swords were forged with some kind of special sword seal. The nature of the sword was changed by absorbing blood. Sprinkling the blood on the wielder could enhance the sword's holding power. The strength of the swordsman. It's just that it must be very miserable to be his teammate, and he will be cut frequently.

Han Zhengxue shouted loudly, and his figure disappeared. Suddenly, he appeared beside Lu Ziqing. Two bloody sword lights crossed Lu Ziqing's cheek, and a rain of blood fell down.

Someone said with a sinister smile: "If you are hit by the Shadowless Knife, your blood will explode and the bleeding will not stop. Tsk, tsk, this pretty boy's face is ruined."

The old man who had tried to stop everyone before looked ashen on the side and shook his head and said: "It didn't hit at all. This was just the blood spilled by the blade of the Shadowless Knife."

Han Zhengxue was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he encountered someone who moved faster than him, and sealed both of his swords at the same time with only a small bookmark-like sword.