Chapter 330: Cold-blooded Swordsman in White!

"What?!"

When Duan Yu heard about the system reward, he was the first to be surprised.

Everyone looked at Duan Yu with some surprise at this time.

Xiao Feng also asked curiously: "Third brother, what's wrong?"

Duan Yu immediately explained: "Xiaoyao Yufeng is the peerless magic skill of Xiaoyao Sect, and it is the strongest skill created by the founder of the sect, Xiaoyaozi."

"I have seen some related records in Beiming Magic Skill. Xiaoyao Yufeng is much more powerful than it!"

At this time, everyone in Xiaoyao Sect could not sit still.

[Wu Xingyun, the Child Grandma of Tianshan: This kid actually got the supreme magic skill of my ancestor! Even my senior brother Wuyazi has only practiced this magic skill to the first or second level, but it is enough to rival my Eight Desolations and Six Directions Only I Am the Only One Skill! Boy, how about making a deal with me? Fang Baoyu]

[Xu Zhu: It turns out to be such a magical skill. This little donor is really lucky. Congratulations. ]

[Xixia Imperial Concubine Li Qiushui: If you can give me this magical skill, I can give you the whole Xixia! Fang Baoyu]

[Tianshan Tonglao Wu Xingyun: Bah! Shameless thing, when did Xixia belong to you? Xixia Imperial Concubine Li Qiushui]

[Xixia Princess Li Qiushui: It has nothing to do with you! ]

[Su Xinghe: You two should stop arguing. Master has something to say. ]

[Wuyazi: Alas, this kind of magical skill can only be obtained by people with outstanding talents. Since you have a chance, just keep it for yourself. Fang Baoyu]

[Blood Knife Ancestor: What kind of magical skill can this little kid learn? I think it’s better to give it to me! 】

[Qingping Swordsman Bai Sankong: Who dares to hurt my grandson? Is it because the sword in my hand is not sharp? ! ]

[Sweeping Monk: Amitabha, good, good, all donors should not be angry. ]

At this time, Fang Baoyu in the live broadcast room was very calm.

After letting the golden light enter his body, he got all the secrets of Xiaoyao Yufeng.

After sorting out what he had obtained, Fang Baoyu slowly spoke and whispered to Jiang Yuyan beside him: "Sister, this is not a simple martial art, it should be a fairy method."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuyan was very surprised.

"You mean, if this martial art is practiced to a higher level, you can directly cultivate immortality?"

Fang Baoyu nodded repeatedly, affirming his judgment.

This time, it was difficult for Jiang Yuyan to remain calm.

Fang Baoyu said: "Sister, if you teach me martial arts, I can also tell you."

"Really?"

It must be said that Jiang Yuyan was really moved.

So he promised: "Okay, since you call me sister, then I will recognize you as my brother."

At this moment, there are still many people paying attention to the martial arts that Fang Baoyu has obtained, but no one wants to rob him.

After all, in the live broadcast room, the consequences of doing so are quite terrible.

Then, everyone began to pay attention to the live broadcast screenChange.

When Liu Song appeared, the man in white wanted to compete without saying anything.

After hearing this, Liu Song was confused.

And said: "My friend, you and I have never met before, why do we have to fight?"

The man in white replied: "Because you are a famous master in the Central Plains martial arts."

Liu Song said: "Just because you are a master, you must challenge?"

The man in white nodded and said: "Yes, I will challenge the masters of the entire Central Plains martial arts with my own strength, witness all martial arts, and pursue the supreme martial arts."

Hearing this, Liu Song frowned, then raised his head and laughed: "Haha! Friend, you said you want to challenge the entire Central Plains martial arts with your own strength, are you sure you are not joking?"

But the man in white still had no expression on his face.

Seeing that this battle really had to be fought, Liu Song also became serious.

Then, he asked his disciples to fetch weapons, put them on their hands, and then let them disperse.

There was enough space in this courtyard for the two to fight.

Before the battle, Liu Song also specially introduced the special features of his weapon, and was unwilling to take advantage.

"Let's do it."

The man in white still said three simple words, but his momentum was different.

Liu Song also made a cross gesture.

One claw was horizontal and the other vertical, and he looked quite stable.

Although he hadn't made a move yet, he could feel that he was indeed a master of a school.

Suddenly, Liu Song took the lead and his claws pounced forward like the wind.

The man in white also changed his figure and stepped forward straight.

His steps still looked so slow, but in the blink of an eye, he was already approaching Liu Song.

Liu Song's claws whizzed past, with strange changes and twists, which made people dizzy.

The claws worked together, and the moves were tricky and obscure.

If someone saw such a method for the first time, he would not be able to resist it.

But the man in white looked calm and unhurried, and he had avoided several moves while his body was upside down.

In a moment, Liu Song's claws suddenly rushed forward, but they changed and twisted in a flash.

Several sharp weapons were shot out from the middle.

It seemed that the murderous intent was approaching and was about to take the life of the man in white.

Even Liu Song himself was confident of victory, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

But in a moment, a green flash suddenly jumped in front of everyone.

The six-foot-long sword that the man in white had been carrying on his back had been unsheathed.

As the two men crossed each other, Liu Song suddenly knelt down, facing Huang Tian with a dull look.

Several disciples looked over and saw a line of blood on his face, starting from the center of his eyebrows, to his nose, lips, and then to his sternum.

The blood flowed down along the blood line, penetrating at least an inch into the flesh. (SeeFor the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network! )

Seeing that such injuries were beyond recovery.

With a sound of falling to the ground, Liu Song's life ended.

The sword in the white-clothed man's hand was slowly dripping with blood until there was no more blood on the sword.

The white-clothed man turned around and was about to walk out of the door.

"Stop!"[]

Several disciples were filled with grief and indignation, and they didn't care about anything else, and they were not afraid of life and death, and wanted to avenge their master.

Five or six people rushed forward, trying to stop the white-clothed man.

But when they got close, they only heard a scream, and they all fell down.

At that moment, the white-clothed man drew his sword in an instant.

He only changed a few times behind him and killed them all.

Looking carefully, everyone had the same sword marks on their bodies.

Non-biased, right in the center.

This seems to be the habit of the man in white to kill people, or his swordsmanship is like this.

Although it was only a moment, the sword of the man in white also moved one after another.

But it was too fast, as if five or six swords were turned into one sword, so when several people fell, the sound they made at the same time seemed to be only one.

Seeing this scene, the remaining disciples completely lost the courage to step forward to stop.

The superb swordsmanship of the man in white and the cold-blooded killing method finally awakened the fear in their hearts.

Seeing that no one came up to die, the man in white continued to move forward.

Still with the same pace between each step, seemingly slow, but soon disappeared from the sight of everyone in Feihemen.

At this time, the man in white took out the map from his bag again and looked at it carefully.

He arranged it in his mind again, and then he would find the target who came to the door.

At this point, the live broadcast room also caused quite a stir.

[Guo Xiang: This... what a reason to be dissatisfied! He challenged someone without explanation and even wanted to kill people. How arrogant! ]

[Linghu Chong: It seems that this man in white is indeed quite powerful. No wonder he is so arrogant. ]

[Ren Woxing: He is so arrogant! He dared to challenge all the masters of the Central Plains martial arts world by himself. It is simply a joke! ]

[Sword God Yan Nantian: Although the swordsmanship is rather strange, I have already seen the flaws in it. ]

[Sikong Zhaixing: He is worthy of being the Sword God! ]

[The Western Poison Ouyang Feng: What Feihe Sect is too rubbish. If they meet me, the white-clothed man and the black-clothed man will all die! ]

[Hong Qigong: I think so too. The white-clothed man is nothing special. It's just that the opponent is too weak. 】

[Tianxiahui Xiongba: I really admire such people. Joining my Tianxiahui can save your life! White-clothed man]

[Evil King Shi Zhixuan: Too arrogant, this man will die sooner or later. 】

[Jinlun Fawang: Young man, listen to my advice, there are too many people you can't beat. White-clothed man]

[Jiumozhi: I have said it before, don't underestimate the middleOriginal master. Man in white]

[Liu Song of Feihe Sect: I will die now? Man in white, I don’t believe you can really kill me! Man in white]

[Man in white: I only pursue the way to the strongest, life and death are irrelevant. ]

[Supreme Alliance Official Yutian: What a great way to pursue the strongest, I admire you very much! ]

[Tianjian Wuming: You are too violent, I advise you not to be so persistent, sometimes you need to let go. Man in white]

[Bu Jingyun: I like such people very much, but you should get past me first! Man in white]

Countless Jianghu masters have different opinions.

Some appreciate the directness and pursuit of the man in white, while others think he is too stubborn and weird, arrogant and annoying.

But no matter what others do or say, the man in white is still unwilling to change and chooses to stick to himself.

At this time, the live broadcast screen continued to change.

Suddenly, the man in white came to a place that everyone felt familiar with.

In the live broadcast room, Fang Baoyu was shocked.

"Why did he come to Qingping Villa?"

"Is he going to challenge my grandfather?!"

At this moment, Fang Baoyu's heart was actually a little worried.

Although he agreed that his grandfather Bai Sankong's swordsmanship was extraordinary and must be a very powerful existence.

However, after seeing the killing method of the man in white, he felt fear in his heart.

Because he didn't want to see his grandfather die under someone else's sword.

But the man in white continued to approach Qingping Villa.

At this time, Bai Sankong's eight disciples all felt that there was danger approaching.

They discovered the appearance of the man in white.

"Who are you?"

One of the disciples stared at the man in white seriously.

But the man in white ignored him and continued to move forward.

At this moment, everyone was very surprised. Several more disciples appeared.

They directly surrounded the man in white.

The man in white just spoke indifferently and asked, "Where is Qingping Swordsman Bai Sankong?".

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