"you?!!!"
Xia Shi's expression changed drastically.
Feeling the terrifying power still remaining on his five fingers, he had to re-examine Wan Zhuliu.
"Who are you?"
"You're not qualified to know yet. Let me see what you're capable of!"
Wan Zhuliu smiled coldly, without making any unnecessary movements, he thrust out the Extreme Evil Fist as he pleased.
"Try 10% of your strength first!"
Since he wanted to subdue a master and have him take charge of the Black Wind Hall, he couldn't use too much force, lest he kill this so-called number one swordsman in Luozhou on the spot.
BANG!!
The Extreme Evil Fist created a heat wave. Under the pressure of the scarlet force, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the violent air waves swept around like a raging tide.
Seeing this, Xia Shi quickly retreated.
At the same time, he immediately drew out the red long sword from his back, and the manic sword energy instantly surged out, confronting Wan Zhuliu's true intention.
But the next moment, Wan Zhuliu activated the Flying Dragon Skill, exerted force on his calf muscles, and instantly approached Xia Shi.
As a top swordsman, Xia Shi has superb physical skills, but facing the Flying Dragon Skill, he still seemed extremely slow and could not get out of the way at all, and was still hit on the shoulder by a punch.
"Well!"
He groaned in pain and quickly retreated.
The long sword in his hand flashed through the air like lightning!
Chi!
The cold sword edge broke through the air flow and rushed towards Wan Zhuliu's face with a violent whistling sound.
clang!
There was a sound of metal clashing.
The tip of his sword pressed against Wan Zhuliu's chest, but it just pierced through his robe and could not move any further.
Seeing this, Xia Shi's heart skipped a beat.
You know, his swordsmanship has always been known for its sharpness, and the red blood sword in his hand is not an ordinary object. How could it be blocked by the opponent's physical body?
“Ahhh!”
He immediately shouted loudly, and the sword intent in his body surged like a huge wave, urging out a terrifying sword energy.
"Wuji Sword!!!"
Looking at the terrifying sword energy, Wan Zhuliu still did not dodge.
He stretched out his other hand and grabbed the incoming sword.
clang!
After a crisp sound.
The red sword was firmly grasped in Wan Zhuliu's hand.
Although Xia Shi's sword was very fast, it was only average in his eyes. In his opinion, this level of reaction was not much different from the concentration of the people he had encountered before.
Whether it is the Purple Dragon Envoy, the White Dragon Envoy, Lieyu of the Feather Department, or Mo Laoqi of the Cloth Gang, they are generally on the same level.
The only difference may be that I have improved again, so that when I meet an opponent who does not require me to use my full strength, I can't tell the strength of the opponent.
However, Xia Shi is not completely useless.
His swordsmanship is indeed very lethal.
Even if he pushed the Golden Body Skill to its limit, he still felt a little pain when catching the blade with his bare hands.
But, I still can't cut his flesh.
This piqued Wan Zhuliu's interest. He pulled the sword towards him and asked, "What kind of true skill are you practicing?"
"snort!"
Although Xia Shi was horrified, he did not despair. He snorted coldly, the surging sword intent in his body still surging, "I will tell you when I kill you!"
"Wuji Breaks the Demon!"
Buzz!
The long sword caught by Wan Zhuliu suddenly began to vibrate at a high frequency.
Get rid of it instantly.
In an instant, the cold sword edge cut through the air, and the surface of the sword was suddenly covered by a layer of invisible high-pressure airflow, just like the terrifying sword energy in the legend.
laugh!
Amidst the clear sound of the sword, the sharp tip of the sword pierced straight into Wan Zhuliu's eyebrows!
"Um?"
Wan Zhuliu was also shocked by the opponent's move.
I don’t know if it was influenced by the other party’s true meaning of martial arts, but in his eyes, Xia Shi’s red sword turned into thousands of swords, like a peacock spreading its tail, rushing towards him suddenly.
At this time, Hu Er and a group of Black Wind Hall masters who were around the battlefield also retreated quickly. In a battle of this level, the strong wind alone could hurt people.
"Go up and lend a hand to Master Wan!"
Although Hu Er retreated, he was still nervous when he saw Xia Shi, who was in full swing.
Wan Zhuliu is his strongest backing, and his position as gang leader is entirely dependent on Wan Zhuliu's power.
Therefore, no matter who gets into trouble, Wan Zhuliu must not get into trouble!
But several of his men were only at the Tongli realm, and they couldn't see the situation clearly at this moment, so they had to bite the bullet and hold Hu Ergan.
"Boss, if we go up now, we'll die faster than either of Master Wan and the others!"
Hu Er's brows suddenly frowned.
At the back of the hall, a middle-aged man was looking at the scene with a very upset mood.
"That guy's strength is indeed very strong, but it is actually limited. He relies on nothing more than a powerful horizontal training technique.
You have to know that for the past thirty years, in order to hone his sword skills, the old man has often gone to the mountains to fight monsters. Attacking is what he is best at! "
After muttering to himself, he frowned, took out a small whistle, and blew it hard towards a place not far away.
Soon, several figures emerged from the depths of the villa.
"It's the Young Gang Leader who is calling us!"
"The time has come for us, the Four Ghosts of the North, to show our abilities!"
…
At this moment, Xia Shi did not have the wild thoughts of the people outside the scene.
He was extremely solemn at this moment.
Only he himself knew that the man in front of him was the strongest enemy he had ever encountered in his life.
He mobilized all the strength in his body, and the whistling sword intent suddenly pressed towards Wan Zhuliu.
"Go to hell!"
The terrifying sword light instantly covered the entire area.
Wan Zhuliu raised his hand and pushed, and the scorching power of the Extreme Killing Fist instantly boiled over.
A violent gust of wind rose from the ground.
Wan Zhuliu's robe was blown backwards by the strong wind.
"call!
Yes, this level is worth my 20% effort!"
The next moment.
Swish!
A terrifying murderous intent that emerged from a sea of corpses and blood attacked Wan Zhuliu. Several red mists surged out from Wan Zhuliu's fist, making a sharp sound.
Boom!!!
Wan Zhuliu's figure disappeared in an instant.
He used the Flying Dragon Skill at full power, and in the blink of an eye, his fist had hit Xia Shi's sword.
clang!
After the crisp sound.
Snap!
The crimson sword shattered in mid-air, splitting into pieces and turning into fragments that shot in all directions.
Xia Shi was also blown away by the terrifying force.
But before he could think about it, the burning fist was already at his face.
Swish!
The air wave exploded, instantly blowing his white hair away and sending it floating backwards.
Bang!
The hilt of the sword fell to the ground.
Xia Shi had a look of despair on his face, with flashes in his eyes, as if he was rapidly recalling his life.
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