Ximen Hao's move changed, and suddenly the blade turned up, and the back of the Yanyue Knife was picked on the opponent's handle.
"Qiang!"
The two-hundred-jin Yanyue knife was thrown away and then hit the ground.
"brush!"
The knife in Ximen Hao's hand stopped on Xiong Da's head, next to the helmet.
"Okay!" Ji Wubing shouted.
"Young Master is mighty!" Liu Sheng also shouted.
"Young master is great!" Bilian jumped and clapped her hands.
"Not bad~" the old ghost also commented.
"Pa bang bang..."
The herdsmen clapped their hands and even beat the drums, while the armored soldiers looked ashamed.
Ximen Hao put away the Yanyue Sword, stuck it on the ground, cupped his fists and said, "I accept it."
Only then did Xiong Da react and returned the gift:
"Your Majesty is so powerful that I will be the last to be defeated."
After saying that, he picked up the weapon on the ground, lowered his head and retreated.
"Thunder and lightning attack, so weird~"
Zhao Yunlong finally took it seriously. Ximen Hao only used ten moves to defeat Xiong Da, who was one level higher than him. Xiong Da was also a master of martial arts among his ten captains.
"Hey! Baby, it's your turn."
Ximen Hao raised his fingers at Zhao Yunlong. After the battle just now, he had some understanding of his Thunder Slash. That thunder and lightning was so shameless!
Zhao Yunlong's fighting spirit instantly soared, and his breath even had a hint of evil aura.
"Qiang!"
The steel gun in his hand shook, and he jumped in front of Ximen Hao.
Ximen Hao held the handle of the knife in his hand. He felt that the Yanyue Knife was pretty good to use. When he got to Donglin City, he must use the materials in his hand to make a good one. Well, it is longer than this.
"Ahem! Well, you two, should we have some luck?"
Ji Wuyin took a step forward in a frail manner.
"Come here! You know this girl won't let herself get into a fight for no reason."
Ximen Hao looked at Ji Wubing's demeanor and said, "This guy is more hateful than himself when he deceives others."
"Oh? I wonder what kind of fortune Mr. Ji is talking about?" Zhao Yunlong turned around and asked.
Ji Wubing glanced at Ximen Hao, blinked, and then smiled:
"If you win, you don't have to salute His Highness when you see him in the future, how about that?"
He had long seen that Zhao Yunlong was young, energetic, and extremely proud. He would definitely like this kind of bet.
Ximen Hao smiled and said nothing, vaguely understanding the sick man's plan.
Sure enough, Zhao Yunlong's eyes lit up. It was really painful to salute a weak person.
"What if you lose?"
"Lost? If you lose, you can lead your ten teams to be the bodyguards of His Highness." Ji Wubing said lightly.
"Fuck! Are you crazy?!"
Zhao Yunlong went berserk. Unparalleled cavalry! One hundred people? As guards? He could imagine that his father's beard would definitely stand up.
"Ahem~ That~ sick guy, isn't it a bit too much~"
Ximen Hao also felt that the other party's lion was opening his mouth.
The old ghost remained silent, but looking at Ji Wubing's eyes flickering, he secretly said:
These fortune tellers from the Tianji Sect actually plotted against the Wushuang Iron Cavalry.
"Have you passed? Okay, just you and these two teams? It's not too much, right? Little kid, you don't really think you can't beat a mid-stage Qi Condensation, do you?"
Ji Wubing looked a little exaggerated, with a look of disbelief on his face, which made Zhao Yunlong's eyelids jump.
"Commander! You are the strongest!" Xiong shouted.
"Hoho! Yes, Commander! You won't lose!" Xiong Er shouted.
"Unparalleled Iron Cavalry! Invincible in the world!" the armored soldiers shouted.
Zhao Yunlong, a young and energetic boy, suddenly had blood on his forehead and his eyes turned red.
"Okay! I promise you! If you lose, I will take my two teams to protect His Highness. But! I will not lose!"
"Hahaha! Okay! Master Hao will reluctantly accept you! Come on!"
Ximen Hao wielded the Yanyue Sword. It was a competition of victory and defeat, not a test of sword skills. He had many tricks.
"kill!"
Zhao Yunlong shouted loudly, shook the spear in his hand, and lit up a burst of cyan light, even with a hint of dragon roar.
"kill!"
Ximen Hao also shouted loudly, and the Yanyue Sword once again lit up with a hint of thunder, and at the same time there was a slight sound of thunder and lightning.
"brush!"
Zhao Yunlong drew out his gun, and the steel gun seemed to come alive in his hands. It was not only cunning and weird, but also carried waves of terrifying power.
Ximen Hao showed no fear. The more he used the Thunder Slash, the more skillful he became. Every move sounded like thunder.
Zhao Yunlong knew it was thunder and lightning, but after touching it, he felt a blast! Those waves of numbness were so uncomfortable to fight.
"Your Highness! Take my strongest move! Poison Dragon Diamond!"
"hold head high!"
The steel gun in Zhao Yunlong's hand let out a loud roar, and the green energy on it seemed to turn into a small green dragon.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
I saw the steel gun spinning rapidly, stabbing Ximen Hao in the face at a rapid speed.
"Take my strongest move too! Hit your sister!"
Ximen Hao made up a name randomly, and all the energy in his body was suddenly drained, and all of it was concentrated on the Yanyue Knife at once.
"Boom!"
The blade made a thunderous sound, and streaks of golden lightning filled the air.
"Alas……"
Everyone watching the battle shivered at the same time, and their scalps were numb, as if they had been electrocuted.
"Dang!!!"
There was a huge sound of metal and iron clashing, and the two weapons collided violently.
Zhao Yunlong's expression changed, not because of the waves of numbness, but because the opponent's strength and body speed actually blocked his strongest shot.
Ximen Hao suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. The special move in the early stages of God Forging was not so easy to block.
Fortunately, I applied five bottles of Duan Body Liquid and ran all over the place carrying a barbell, so I didn't throw the Yanyue Sword in my hand.
Suddenly, he noticed that the corner of Zhao Yunlong's mouth turned up, and he immediately felt something bad. He took out the Yuanli Revolver from the space ring as quickly as possible.
Since he was holding the knife with one hand, Zhao Yunlong also found an opportunity. He twisted the steel gun and grazed the handle of the knife and went straight to his chest.
"Bang bang!"
Ximen Hao raised his hand and fired two shots. Of course, he did not hit the opponent's fatal head.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, Zhao Yunlong subconsciously dodged a bullet, but another one hit his shoulder.
"You're cheating!" Zhao Yunlong shouted, covering his shoulders.
"Hush..." There was a burst of boos outside the stadium.
The use of concealed weapons during martial arts competitions is indeed disgraceful.
"Hmph! Little baby, do you still dictate what methods others should use when you go into battle to kill the enemy? Also, Master Hao never said that he uses a sword! Master Hao also uses swords and concealed weapons!"
"Dang!"
He threw the Yanyue Sword on the ground, and then took out the sword Qingqing.
A sword in one hand and a revolver in the other.
"It's quite mean~"
Ji Wubing curled his lips, but he liked this.
"Come on, come on, Master Hao will teach you how to behave and let you see what Master Hao's true methods are."
As Ximen Hao spoke, the sword in his hand was dancing with the nameless sword technique. Not to mention, the moves were indeed much more mysterious than the sword skills that could only be used at a moment's notice.