"Hiss! Senior brother Liu Yun was defeated by that little girl with just one move! This is really unbelievable."

In front of the gate of Huashan, two figures, one large and one small, stood. At this time, the young figure looked attentive, holding the Heavenly Sword, pointing its sharp edge at the throat of the young man opposite.

Looking at this scene, the expressions of everyone in the Huashan Sect changed drastically!

They never expected that the little girl in front of them looked thin, petite, and frail, but she was so strong.

"You lose!" After a moment, Xiao Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips, took back the sword in her hand, and said crisply.

At this time, her big, watery eyes also shone with a hint of joy, as if asking for credit, she looked behind her at Lin Hao.

"Well, not bad." Lin Hao nodded, with a look of approval on his face.

As expected, all of his hard work was not in vain. Although Xiao Zhou Zhiruo's current body skills and sword moves are still a little rusty, they are enough for the current Huashan Sect.

Among the people present, except for the tall and short elders, I am afraid that no one can confront her head-on.

The Huashan faction's momentum was low, and the young man who originally volunteered to fight turned even pale and retreated with a depressed expression.

Previously, he went into the battle with full confidence, but was defeated by his opponent, who was still such a young girl.

God knows how deep the psychological shadow of this Huashan disciple is at this moment...

The two old men on the other side, tall and short, also looked very ugly. No matter how weak the Huashan sect was, it was still one of the six famous sects in the world.

At this time, he couldn't even deal with a teenage girl. If this spread, it would definitely become the laughing stock of the entire world.

"The Demon Lord's disciple is indeed extraordinary. In that case, let me ask for advice personally!"

After a while, the short old man stood up and said with an expressionless face.

At this critical moment of life and death, he no longer cares about his identity. Among the Huashan sect today, the only one who can stand on the stage, Xian Yutong has been reduced to a useless person.

For the current plan, we can only rely on these two old guys to take the lead.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hao nodded slightly, and then said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, this time the opponent is a bit difficult, don't be careless."

"I know, big brother." Little Zhou Zhiruo nodded obediently, then tightened her face and tightened her grip on the Yitian Sword.

A pair of big eyes also began to focus on the short old man.

"Little girl, the sword has no eyes, be careful."

Looking at the Yitian Sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand, a trace of fear flashed across the face of the short old man.

Then his arms shook slightly, and two long knives slipped down from his wide sleeves, and were instantly held upside down in his hands.

"Clang!" Then, in the two dazzling lights, the sword shone brightly, and the short old man took the lead in launching a fierce attack.

I saw two long knives dancing vigorously in his hands, filled with a strong and sinister aura.

"What a fierce swordsmanship."

Looking at the oncoming sword lights all around, Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes flickered.

At the same time, the Nine Yin Qi in the body was circulated, and the whole figure quickly retreated.

At the same time, she swept out the Yitian Sword in her hand, and counterattacked into the layers of sword light swung by the short old man with a subtle and tricky sword style.

Boom! At this time, the swords collided violently, and a large amount of sparks suddenly burst out.

After only a moment of confrontation, the long knife in the short old man's hand split into two pieces and was cut off by the sharp Yitian Sword.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the short old man's mouth twitched. This Heavenly Sword was indeed extremely sharp, and as soon as he saw it, he lost his own sword.

But at this time, the short old man had no time to worry about the sword.

Because Zhou Zhiruo's sharp sword light was attacking him fiercely again.

The swordsmanship is sharp, and he can attack the enemy unprepared with every move and hit their vital points. Even a veteran like him was a little confused for a while.

"Excellent swordsmanship. I didn't expect that this little girl has already practiced swordsmanship to such an extent at such a young age. In time, there will be another terrifying swordsman in the world."

On the sidelines, Old Man Gao shrank his pupils and murmured to himself.

As the most senior member of the Huashan Sect, he specializes in swordsmanship and has rich experience.

At this time, after a short period of watching the battle, I have already felt the mystery of the swordsmanship in Xiao Zhou Zhiruo's hands. It is obviously much better than the inherited swordsmanship of their Huashan Sect!

Although this set of swordsmanship was being used by Zhou Zhiruo at this moment, it was still a little underdeveloped and seemed unfamiliar.

But with the increase in power of Yitian Sword, a magical weapon, its power is astonishing. Even the short old man would have difficulty resisting it.

"As expected of a descendant of the Demon Lord, he is truly terrifying." After a moment, when Old Man Gao glanced at Lin Hao's figure in white opposite him, his heart could not help but become a little solemn.

For a moment, the sound of swords and swords flashed in the field, and the sound of clanging could be heard endlessly.

Everyone in the Huashan Sect looked shocked, looking at the thin figure in white. At this time, the duel between little Zhou Zhiruo and the short old man had exceeded ten moves.

But judging from the current situation, Xiao Zhou Zhiruo actually has the upper hand!

The petite figure is fast and erratic. At the same time, the Yitian Sword in her hand stabs out frequently, and the sword style is sharp and tricky.

During the whole process, the short old man did not dare to touch its edge head-on, and could only dodge in embarrassment. In this case, anyone could see that the short old man's defeat was certain!

"Gulu! This... little girl is really scary. Even the dwarf uncle is no match for her."

Many of the many young disciples of the Huashan Sect swallowed their saliva secretly and murmured.

Originally, they were secretly happy when they heard Lin Hao promised not to take action personally, and were finally able to escape this disaster. But now it seems that things are far from that simple!

Even if the Demon Lord didn't take action, a little girl under his command could force the Huashan Sect into such a state of embarrassment.

On the other side, Lin Hao looked calm, scanning the competition in the field, and nodded slightly.

He valued Zhou Zhiruo very much. Not only did he teach him all the secrets of the Nine Yin Manual, but he even passed on the Dugu Nine Swords and Wei Yixiao's extremely light skill of crossing the river with a single reed to young Zhou Zhiruo.

Yes, Wei Yixiao's supreme lightness skill, whose real name is Yiwei Crossing the River, was created by the ancient man Jie Bodhidharma himself, but he only got a small fragment of it.

Although I don't know how Wei Yixiao obtained the fragmentary secret book, it is no longer important.

After Lin Hao absorbed all Wei Yixiao's skills, he naturally also learned this extremely light skill.

And through the power of the system, he also restored the complete version of the Qinggong of Yi Wei Crossing the River!

Nowadays, the so-called martial arts secrets are like cabbage in Lin Hao's hands. There are countless them. Picking up any one of them can make all the people in the world extremely jealous and fight for it crazily.

At this stage, Zhou Zhiruo's actual combat ability is also improving rapidly due to his hard work and training.

"No, this level of pressure is still too little. Elder Gao, you can come too. Remember, try your best. The life and death of the Huashan lineage depends entirely on you."

After a moment, Lin Hao frowned slightly. He had already seen that the short old man's defeat was certain, and then he spoke to the tall old man beside him.

"Devil Lord, you have to offend me. I hope you can keep your promise!"

Hearing this, the old man Gao's eyes flashed. At this time, he had already grasped the sword tightly. Hearing Lin Hao's words, he rushed into the competition arena without saying a word.
Chapter completed!