Bang!

As soon as Mr. Jin finished speaking, he was slapped hard on his face and turned around several times.

Like a clown!

"Looking for death! Who's the fucking hit me?"

Young Master Jin's face turned blue and white. He originally wanted to show his kindness to the goddess, but he didn't expect to be embarrassed and thrown to his grandma's house!

The fat man laughed, "You pen-brush thing, you don't even know who you beat me, and you dare to come out to show your kindness. You've lost all your parents' face. If I were you, just find a pit to get in!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The onlookers laughed out loud. Where did this come from? They treated Bai Xue as their own woman, and their faces!

I really think of myself as a scallion!

Young Master Jin was furious, "You, you... deserve to die! You all deserve to die! Uncle Yun, beat these two people to death!"

The old man behind Young Master Jin came over and stared at Wang Dachun with an unkind look on his face, "Boy, kneel down and kowtow to our young master, I will spare your life!"

Wang Dachun almost fell down. He really had a slave of his master. What kind of slap is the bullshit of the Jin family!

Bang!

The old man was about to come forward to teach Wang Dachun a lesson, but he didn't know that his body was kicked out directly.

Yun Zhu stepped on his chest with one foot and said disdainfully: "Dog slave, how dare I ask my brother to kneel down and kowtow to you. I think you are impatient."

"you……"

The old man didn't expect that he was trampled under his feet by a girl. He wanted to get up, but he felt like a mountain was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried.

He was shocked. He was a half-step master, no matter how he said that he was a master. Could this little girl be a master?

How is this possible!

A teenage master would probably scare people to death if he said it!

But he had no choice but to accept the facts. Although there was a harmless beautiful girl in front of him, he felt like a beast in the prehistoric world.

Yun Zhu squatted down and pulled up the beard on the old man's chin, and smiled sweetly: "Old man, don't be so crazy next time, otherwise you will pull out all your beard!"

The old man kept nodding, "I dare not! I won't dare to do it next time!"

On the other side, Mr. Jin cursed, and the fat man opened his bow from side to side, and suddenly he had a few big mouths.

"roll!"

In the end, Young Master Jin and the Old Man rolled and crawled.

Bai Xue didn't have any psychological fluctuations, and there were too many people chasing her, which made her very annoyed.

This is just a small episode before the game.

Soon, the game began. In the first game, Wang Dachun played against Shiro Nakata of Japan.

Everyone became nervous. This would be a peak duel and another duel about national honor.

call!

Wang Dachun's body shook, and a big roc spread its wings and flew directly towards the ring.

"Flying and gliding, master!"

Everyone cheered. This method was the symbol of the master. Although everyone had previously guessed that the following people were masters, that was just a guess.

Now they can finally confirm.

Shiro Nakada held the knife in one hand and flew onto the ring.

This guy tied a bun on his head and was wearing a Taoist robe. The mustache on his mouth was shiny, as if it had been oily.

Wang Dachun took out a bottle of wine and sprinkled it on the ring, "Monk, you died a little unjustly. Today I will personally kill Shiro Nakata to pay tribute to your spirit in heaven."

The monk was indeed wronged. Shiro Nakata won without any prejudice. He took advantage of others' danger, otherwise it would be difficult to tell who wins and who loses.

Shiro Nakata sneered, "Don't worry, I'll send you to reunite with the monk right away."

With a knife in his hand, Shiro Nakada's confidence increased greatly, and most of his strength was in the sword technique.

Beichen's sword technique is unique in the world, and I don't know how many powerful enemies he has killed!

Wang Dachun sneered, "Stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth under his hands!"

brush!

A soft sword appeared in his hand at some point, and it shook violently. The sword body shook dozens of sword flowers in an instant like a spirit snake, and directly stabbed Shiro Nakata's whole body.

Tanaka Shiro was shocked and quickly raised his sword to resist. Such a strange soft sword surprised him.

The advantage of soft sword lies in its inconclusiveness. It can shake out dozens of sword flowers in one instant, making people unable to defend themselves.

Ding Dangdang, the two fought for dozens of rounds in a blink of an eye.

Wang Dachun used a mountain knife in his left hand, a soft sword in his right hand, a defense in his left hand, and a attack in his right hand.

This soft and hard work, and the tacit understanding of both minds and minds made Shiro Nakata sweat in a cold sweat.

Although Wang Dachun had not systematically learned any swordsmanship, he had also figured out a set of his own swordsmanship.

Very practical.

Bang!

Wang Dachun's soft sword suddenly twitched into Shiro Nakata's chest, and his ribs were almost broken, causing his body to retreat several steps.

"good!"

"Kill the Japanese to death and avenge the monk!"

There were bursts of applause below.

Shiro Nakada suffered a loss and couldn't help but be furious, "Baga! Let you taste the sword technique of our Beichen sword flowing - the autumn is strong!"

As soon as Shiro Nakada finished speaking, a sense of autumn came to his face. Autumn came, the leaves fell, and everything began to wither.

"Hmm?" What a strong artistic conception!

Wang Dachun was shocked. As soon as Shiro Nakata's sword intent came out, he immediately felt that his whole emotions were affected.

All kinds of negative emotions such as negative emotions such as negative, loss, depression, and decadence filled my heart and instantly lost my fighting spirit.

If Shiro Nakata's sword intent was stronger, he could even defeat others without fighting and let his opponent wipe his neck.

This is the terrifying thing about sword intent. There are many powerful sword techniques in this world, but only a handful of people who practice sword intent.

This is Shiro Nakada is indeed a genius.

"Hmph, what is the autumn spirit? I cut off my love thread!" Wang Dachun's sword intent was heartless and ruthless, and there was no emotion.

His sword intent was unintentionally realized when Zhang Guixiang left.

A sword intent and a sword intent collided fiercely, and at the same time disappeared intovisibility.

"Um?"

Shiro Nakada was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Dachun also practiced sword intent. It seemed that this person was my strong enemy and must be killed.

"Wind Sword and Frost Sword!" Shiro Nakata's sword intention changed again, and in a blink of an eye, he transitioned from autumn to winter.

Wang Dachun felt a chill coming, and he felt like he fell into an ice cave. He seemed to have fallen into the ice and snow field without clothes.

There is death, desolation, desolation, desolation, and despair everywhere, making people desperate...

Everyone looked at the two people on the stage in a strange way. They were fighting well, why did they stop and stare at each other with big eyes?

Only the few masters can see that the two people are fighting for sword intention and sword intention.

This kind of thing looks peaceful, but it is actually extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be doomed.
Chapter completed!