Chapter 21: The Magic Gun Appears in the Knockout Competition
[69 Book Bar - www.] The martial art of the Wu family is the Ba Dao Jue. This is a well-known thing. Forces use guns instead of knives. At first, people thought it was a personal preference, but they did not expect that the force used was actually the bloodbath of peace.
There are swords hidden in the guns of nearly a thousand ordinary people in the city.
"Wu Qingkong, you should explain it carefully. It was you who disposed of the body of the magic gun in the end!" Lin Xiaofeng looked at Wu Qingkong and said coldly.
"A descendant of the magic gun has actually appeared among the children of the Wu family, Wu Qingkong, aren't you going to explain it properly?" Ouyang Xiao seemed to be blaming Wu Qingkong, and at the same time, he was relieving him and asking him to explain.
A man walked out from the Wu family crowd in the audience, ran up to the referee's table, and whispered a few words into Wu Qingkong's ear. Wu Qingkong's pale face suddenly turned rosy, as if he had taken a Shiquan Dabu pill.
"He is not a child of my Wu family. Wu Qingkong had diarrhea today and did not come to participate in the competition!" Wu Qingkong knew very well what the magic gun meant. When he saw the fake force on the field and the sword hidden in the gun, his face suddenly turned pale.
The fear in his heart dissipated only after telling him that Wu Wu had diarrhea today and did not participate in the competition.
"Ye'er, be careful!" Luo Wei heard Wu Qingkong say that the force was fake. He immediately shouted out, asking Zi Ye to be careful, and then he stepped lightly and flew towards the competition stage.
Not only Luo Wei rushed towards the competition stage quickly, Ouyang Xiao, Lin Xiaofeng, Wu Qingkong, and the old man from the martial arts hall also jumped towards the competition stage at lightning speed.
When Ouyang Xiao heard Luo Wei calling Zi Ye, he paused for a moment, hesitating in his eyes, and then followed him.
"Go to hell!" The fake martial artist saw the five masters on the referee's bench rushing toward the competition stage. Between the lightning and flint, blood-red aura rose into the sky, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Ziye.
Zi Ye, who was suppressed by the momentum, felt as if his feet were as heavy as lead. He wanted to move but couldn't move at all. His internal organs seemed to be squeezed hard.
When the thin sword stabbed Zi Ye, Luo Wei had a look of anxiety on his face. He had tried his best to rush towards it. The competition stage was neither far nor close to the referee's seat, only ten meters away.
But if a master takes action, in just a matter of seconds, the distance of ten meters will become the distance between the Netherworld and the Blood Hell Continent.
Ziye was locked by the aura of fake martial arts and could not move at all. He watched the rapier getting closer and closer, and wanted to lift the Sky Sword to block it, but he was completely weak. His martial power and magic power could not be mobilized, as if it was sealed.
At the critical moment, the brothers of the Luo family and Zi Ye closed their eyes and saw Zi Ye, a newly rising genius, fall.
The tens of thousands of people in the audience could not bear to close their eyes. Only the children of the Wu family, Ouyang family, and Lin family looked on with gloating. They wished that Ziye would be killed instantly by this fake force because he was blasphemy and indecent.
The goddess in their hearts is Lin Xianer.
"Death!" The fake force shouted, and the bloody force burst out from the thin sword and rushed towards Ziye.
"It's over, everything is over!" Zi Ye murmured in a low voice.
The next moment, a sword energy that looked down on the world erupted from Zi Ye's body, heading towards the bloody martial power, his blue robe fluttering in the wind.
One second.
Two seconds.
Zi Ye, who didn't feel the passage of life, opened his eyes and was stunned. A huge and sharp silver-white sword energy attacked the fake force. The bloody sword energy of martial arts met the silver-white sword energy and dissipated like a torrent.
Knowing that the sword energy had passed through the body of the fake force, it was still powerful and shot at the five people coming behind.
"Be careful!" the old man said, quickly making handprints on his hands.
He shouted loudly: "Martial Arts: Xuanwu"
A shield that looked like a giant turtle shell came down over the five people.
When the sword energy hit the turtle shell, several cracks appeared on the surface of the turtle shell. A storm surged in the old man's heart, which could not calm down for a long time. What kind of sword energy was this? Was it coming from the little guy?
Luo Wei couldn't see through his grandson. Ouyang Xiao thought of the things recorded in the letter, and there was only fear in his eyes. Wu Qingkong sighed in his heart that he had chosen the wrong person and was on the wrong team; Lin Xiaofeng saw that Zi Ye was safe and well, and he revealed
A look of relief on his face.
The sword energy wants to advance, the turtle shell wants to stop it, and the two are in a stalemate.
When Ziye reacted, the sword energy dissipated, as if it had never appeared at all.
"This...this..."
“Incredible”
"What kind of sword energy is that?"
Looking at the competition platform that has never been destroyed by anyone, there is now a bottomless ravine, which is caused by the residual power of the sword energy. Looking at the ravine that is several meters long.
Everyone took a breath of air.
"Hush...shh, this kid has a secret!" The breathless old man looked at Zi Ye and said quietly, wondering in his heart who gave him such a powerful sword energy.
Seeing the appearance of the sword energy, Ouyang Xiao was even more sure that there was a peerless strongman standing behind Zi Ye.
Facing everyone's puzzled looks, Ziye helplessly spread his hands and said, "I don't know!" Then he walked down from the competition stage gracefully and returned to his seat.
"Zi Ye, should you explain that sword energy?" When Luo Cheng saw Zi Ye coming down, his first sentence was to ask everyone's thoughts, and everyone looked at Zi Ye in unison.
"Cousin, are you just joining in the fun? I don't know what's going on! Didn't you see that I was dumbfounded just now?" When Ziye pretended to use force and used the power of blood force, he was indeed dumbfounded; he remained motionless.
This is what everyone sees.
"Uh, okay!" Luo Cheng promised, but he shook his eyebrows at Ziye, which means that now that you have escaped, you have to tell the truth when you go back.
"Forehead.."
There was nothing going on with Zi Ye in the next game. Luo Cheng pulled Zi Ye and walked towards Luofu. Looking at the two of them leaving, the corner of Luo Wei's mouth curled up. If Luo Cheng knew, he would still
Can you not know?
The knockout matches are going on in full swing on the twelve competition stages in the center of Taiping City, inside Ziye's room in Luofuzhong.
"I said you were too unkind. Why don't you tell me honestly now, what happened to the sword energy?" Luo Cheng looked like he was about to press for questioning, which made Zi Ye very helpless.
"That was given to me by my master!"
"Your master? Why haven't I heard you say that?"
"Do you still remember the spirit-gathering pill I gave you last time? It was also given by the master!"
"Okay, cousin, stop asking around and tell grandpa that it would be bad if my master knew about it. He has blessed me not to tell others that I am his apprentice!" Faced with Luo Cheng's question,
As for Luo Wei's question, Ziye had no choice but to blame the unreasonable master for the elixir, sword energy, and how to break through the realm of waste.