Everyone was shocked, and the whole street was silent. No one would have thought that Qin Yu would be defeated in such a way, and defeated in such an embarrassing manner. The whole person lay on the ground, motionless.
"hey-hey……"
Lin Zhao turned around and faced the girl in green and pink skirts in front of Mingyue Tower with a bright and sunny smile, saying: "Your brother Qin Yu has been defeated..."
"you!"
Everyone gnashed their teeth.
Lin Zhao dusted off the dust on his body, clasped his fists at everyone, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
…
Throughout the whole day, Lin Zhao defeated Qin Yu with three punches. This news spread like a thunder in Fusu Great Wall. In just one day, everyone knew that Qin Yu, the most handsome swordsman in Fusu Great Wall, had been defeated.
, and he was knocked unconscious by a young martial artist of the same age and level with three punches. For a time, the faith of the younger generation of the Fusu Great Wall was lost.
Late at night, Lin Zhao sneaked out of the inn.
I went to the gambling house and exchanged a large sum of money in the gambling house with my bet. One thousand green clams doubled directly two thousand times and turned into 2 million green clams. However, the gambling house had no money for a while.
So much green clam money was converted into 180 golden mullet coins, plus 2,000 flying fish coins. Overnight, Lin Zhao took away a corner of the wealth of the Fusu Great Wall.
"time to go."
Lin Zhao frowned. How long will he wait if he doesn't leave now? He has offended too many people at the Fusu Great Wall. He knocked Qin Yu, Liu Xilu, Ye Lin and other geniuses to the ground. Now he is here
The Fusu Great Wall has been in the limelight for a while. It has offended too many people, and there will definitely be many people who want to cause trouble for me. Besides, I just took so much money, and the people in the gambling house may be watching me, so I must leave.
So, on a bright moonlit night, the young man put on a gray cloak, carried a long sword and a bamboo box on his back, left the inn, and headed south, leaving the Fusu Great Wall as soon as possible.
However, just as I walked out of the south gate of the Fusu Great Wall, I saw a graceful figure standing on the wall.
Lin Wanhua, the eighth realm golden elixir sword cultivator!
"Lin Zhao."
Lin Wanhua called out from the top of the city.
"ah?"
The young man turned around and saw an ecstatic elder sister standing on the top of the city. She was very beautiful, but when she looked at him, her eyes were clearly filled with resentment, as if she wished she could chop him down with a sword.
"Is something wrong?" Lin Zhao asked.
"My name is Lin Wanhua."
The other party smiled slightly and said, "Qin Yu's cousin."
"oh……"
Lin Zhao scratched his head: "Miss Lin, do you want to see me off? Or do you want to find a place for Qin Yu?"
"Both."
Lin Wanhua fell from the top of the city and stood in front of Lin Zhao, smiling: "During the day, you deliberately hid your clumsiness and made Ye Lin, Liu Xilu and my Qin Yu suffer a lot. After that, you were still in the gambling house
A large sum of money was taken away over there. We are in the bitter cold at Fusu Great Wall. Everyone is competing for the first place in the martial arts. It is not easy for every monk to save a little money. Isn't it appropriate for you, Lin Zhao, to do this?"
"It's nothing."
Lin Zhaodao: "After all...I was practicing on the top of the city before, and the Fusu Great Wall gave me a lot of humiliation. Qin Yu, Liu Xilu and these guys who have high eyes will not let me, a foreigner, go."
In my eyes, but in my eyes, their strength is only average. If I don’t beat them, who can I beat? You, Miss Lin, are being unreasonable if you attack me now.”
"yes!"
Lin Wanhua gently pushed the sword blade out of the scabbard with her thumb, and a cold light suddenly appeared. She smiled slightly and said: "I just want to be unreasonable tonight. Since you, Lin Zhao, can beat my brother if he sees him unhappy, why should I
But Lin Wanhua can’t beat you because Lin Zhao is unhappy with you?”
"It makes sense..."
Lin Zhao held his chin and groaned, "But in the final analysis, you still bully others based on your high level?"
"if not?"
Lin Wanhua pointed her sword and said with a smile: "Fight farther away? Don't let the city defenders see you embarrassed?"
"Not leaving."
Lin Zhao shook his head: "Let's fight here. If I lose, it doesn't matter if I lose. I'm thick-skinned, but if Miss Lin loses, it will be really embarrassing."
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
Lin Wanhua gritted her silver teeth: "Do you really think of yourself as a character?"
"if not?!"
"Look for a fight!"
Lin Wanhua took action directly, and a ray of white sword light bloomed in the south of the city, striking straight at Lin Zhao. Beyond the sword light, there were all dense sword energy. After the sword was fired, no matter which angle Lin Zhao retreated from,
There is no way to avoid it. Lin Wanhua, a genius sword cultivator of the Eighth Realm Golden Core, has a strength that is definitely not comparable to that of Qin Yu at his age.
Lin Zhao felt a chill in his heart. A divine speed talisman instantly ignited, turning all the true energy in his body. A God of War gallbladder in his body exuded bright golden light. In his veins, a fire unicorn burned blazingly, enveloping the true energy in his body and rolling around.
, immediately rushed out to the left, smashed countless fine sword energy with one punch, and then punched Lin Wanhua with all his strength.
"wishful thinking!"
Lin Wanhua slashed out with her sword, and billowing sword energy erupted. She punched Lin Zhao forcefully, which immediately caused a sharp pain in Lin Zhao's fist. The fine sword energy penetrated straight into the martial arts sea, and Jindan Sword Cultivator's offensive
It is indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, with a God of War gall sitting in the physical body, coupled with the blazing power of the fire unicorn in the body, it can still suppress these chaotic sword energy in a short period of time.
Lin Zhao threw out his second punch and went straight to Lin Wanhua's face.
Lin Wanhua gritted her teeth, and released a wisp of sword energy on each side. Then she pointed the sword directly at Lin Zhao's throat, which was clearly a killing move.
"A bit cruel!"
Lin Zhao roared angrily, and struck Lin Wanhua's sword with a bull-fighting punch. Immediately, a trail of blood was left on his fist. Lin Wanhua was shocked and retreated even with his sword. The Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator was forced to eat seven
Jing Wufu's punch was naturally uncomfortable, not to mention that the intention and strength of Lin Zhao's punch were enhanced by the courage of the God of War.
"Don't go!"
Lin Zhao shouted low, put his feet on the ground, jumped suddenly, and punched Lin Wanhua's legs in the air.
"you……"
Lin Wanhua was not only angry with embarrassment, but also felt a chill in her heart. The seventh-level martial artist in front of her was really extraordinary. How could he block his own awe-inspiring sword energy? You know, in the north of the Fusu Great Wall, Lin Wanhua was chasing an eight-level warrior.
When he was a monk of the Demon Clan, even the strong physical body of the Demon Clan could not stop the erosion of his sword energy. Who is this Lin Zhao in front of him?
Isn’t it too outrageous that a martial artist of the seventh level can challenge a golden elixir sword cultivator of the eighth level? After all, if you, a martial artist, can cross a level and attack the enemy, I, a swordsman, can also cross a level and attack the enemy. Why am I here?
Did you cross the border?
As soon as the Ma Fengqiang style was launched, Lin Zhao fired dozens of punches in the blink of an eye, each of which hit Lin Wanhua's protective sword. Lin Wanhua also swung out the billowing sword energy, and the entire south gate was filled with fire.
Full of chaotic sword energy, under this flawless offensive, Lin Zhao could only block the sword energy with his body, looking for an opportunity to get close to the opponent and defeat the enemy with one blow.
…
"Tsk tsk..."
Many people have gathered on the south city wall.
An Eleventh Level Sword Immortal woman narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "I just finished watching the excitement during the day, and I actually continued to watch it tonight... Tsk, tsk, we people at Fusu Great Wall are really lucky! By the way... this Lin Wanhua Xiao
Nizi has just turned eighteen, her figure is so good, and her sword aura is even more flawless. If you give her a little more time, she will definitely be able to enter the upper five realms."
"snort!"
A tenth-level martial artist frowned and said, "Lin Zhao is a freak. He defeated Qin Yu with three punches during the day, and at night... he got into a fight with Qin Yu's cousin again..."
“Interesting and interesting.”
A sword-wielding girl sword cultivator looked at the battle outside the city gate and said with a smile: "Although Lin Wanhua is not a natural swordsman, she is actually more talented than Qin Yu. Don't look at Lin Zhao, that kid seems to be able to fight Lin Wanhua."
It goes back and forth, but once Lin Wanhua really gets serious and uses her natal flying sword, I'm afraid Lin Zhao will suffer a loss."
"What is this guy Lin Zhao trying to do?"
A middle-aged martial artist frowned and said, "Do you want to demolish our Fusu Great Wall?"
"Hmph~~~"
A sword cultivator from the eleventh realm sneered and said: "Since the first day Lin Zhao entered the Fusu Great Wall, have we, the children of the Fusu Great Wall, ever given him a good look? Don't those ignorant bastards point at Lin Zhao every day?
Does Zhao's nose make people go away? To put it bluntly, Lin Zhao's realm is low. If he were a rebirth-level warrior, he could really demolish our Fusu Great Wall. Why don't he retaliate when he is scolded?
We don’t fight back when we get beaten, just because we are particularly good at bullying foreigners?”
When he said this, a group of people did not dare to speak. This swordsman's temper was not very good. If you really dared to talk back, he would dare to draw his sword and chop you. He would not be responsible for the damage or maiming.
…
Outside the city gate, there was a fierce battle.
After Lin Wanhua fired hundreds of swords, Lin Zhao was already covered in injuries. Fortunately, he had the God of War guarding his body, so they were all minor injuries. His punches became more and more fierce, and he hit Lin Wanhua's long sword with his fists many times.
Later, Lin Zhao became familiar with that kind of sharp edge. A natural martial artist, the scars all over his body are the best way to fight.
"It's over!"
Lin Wanhua suddenly stabbed out with her sword, and then, a wisp of white moonlight flew out of the Yunjian Lake, turning into hundreds of rays in the blink of an eye!
Lin Wanhua's natal flying sword is named Feihua!
"Um?!"
Lin Zhao was slightly startled, and sword rain fell from the sky. If he couldn't hold on, he would probably die. He narrowed his eyes and retreated quickly. The God of War's courage buzzed. In the lightning and flint, Lin Zhao saw something fishy. Hundreds of people
Among Feihua, there is only one sword that contains a rich charm, and this is it!
A Talisman of Valor and a Talisman of Speed!
The young man stepped up to the challenge and punched Fei Hua, his natal flying sword. The flying sword was buzzing, but it was not only powerful but it still stabbed Lin Zhao's throat sharply.
"Really want to kill me!?"
Lin Zhao roared angrily, and his nameless fire arose. He struck his chest with both fists together, and with a loud bang, he clamped Feihua on his chest. For a moment, some cracks began to appear on the flying sword.
At the same time, Lin Zhao thought, and a white light also flew out of the first Yunjian Lake!
Bright moon!
"Keng~~~"
With a soft sound, Lin Wanhua's natal flying sword Feihua was directly smashed into half by Mingyue. You have a high level and can fly the sword quickly. It doesn't matter. The rank of the flying sword given by my senior sister is far better than yours!
…
"ah……"
Lin Wanhua fell back dozens of steps, her natal flying sword was damaged, and her state had begun to become unstable.
The moment Lin Zhao let go of Feihua, he sank down and landed a heavy punch on Lin Wanhua's chest, immediately pressing the most beautiful woman on the Fusu Great Wall against the wall.
The moment Lin Wanhua vomited blood due to pain, Lin Zhao retreated and walked away.
"Lin Wanhua, you and I have no grudges, so let's leave it at that!"
…
Looking at the person who disappeared into the night, Lin Wanhua bit her red lips with a complicated expression. Her beautiful eyes were covered with mist, and she was about to cry. At this moment, she was no longer the genius swordsman of Fusu Great Wall, nor was she any longer.
She is the most beautiful woman in the Xia tribe, but she is just a sad woman.
