Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapters great pressure
With one sword, Mo Chuyang was defeated!
Although Mo Chuyang is not good at using swordsmanship and is injured in his body and is no longer as powerful as a master, his defeat in the hands of others shows the power of this Japanese swordsman who came across the sea.
"Beichen's sword flow was indeed amazing." A trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of Mo Chuyang's mouth.
His strength was greatly reduced after being sick for three years, but being able to defeat him with one sword means that the other party is at least a master-level swordsman, and even with his superb swordsmanship, ordinary masters are not his opponents.
Mo Chuyang's strength is a little stronger than that of the Liu Xuandao in Jingzhou, but in terms of the strength of the master, he is far from that of the two masters of the Bai family.
The warrior who truly enters the master is the real pursuit of martial arts. Mo Chuyang enters the realm of the master and only uses his true essence like a primitive man, but does not create his own martial arts. He belongs to the last master.
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But the level is that, the true energy condensed in the sword is real. He cut off the sword with one sword and defeated Mo Chuyang. Duan Shuiliu looked calm, without a trace of pride, as if he hadn't seen it from beginning to end
Go to Mo Chuyang.
"It's so disappointing. It turns out that the martial arts master of Long Kingdom only has this strength." Duan Shuiliu didn't even look at Mo Chuyang. He turned his wrist and the Taidao was sheathed and inserted it into the sheath accurately.
The people of the Jiang family and Han family showed excitement on their faces. Now even Mo Chuyang could not stop the power of Duan Shuiliu's sword. No matter how powerful Zhuo Bufan was, he could not be Duan Shuiliu's opponent.
The Mo family and the Ye family, the two old Shuzhou families, seem to have a tragic fate and have become the last of their strength. They will soon become their meal on the plate.
The people of Ye Mo's family looked solemn, showing a hint of sorrow, as if they had seen the decline of the Jia family in Dream of Red Mansions. Could it be that they would also become such an existence, no longer glorious and declining?
Mo Susu tightly squeezed her white fist and bit her silver teeth hard. Her beautiful eyes were full of anger. The other party not only suppressed their Mo family, but also humiliated the martial arts of Long Kingdom.
"I lost." A bitterness rose from the corner of Mo Chuyang's mouth, and he seemed to have been ten years old. He sat on a chair without saying a word.
Now all the hopes of the Mo Ye and the Ye families are gathered on Zhuo Bufan. If Zhuo Bufan doesn't come yet, the Mo family and the Ye families will be really finished.
"Damn it." Ye Bing curled up his lower lips, "When Mr. Zhuo comes back, he will definitely teach them a lesson."
Mina's mouth curled up a charming curve, "Mr. Mo's martial arts are also good, but it's a pity that my senior brother has higher sword skills."
Han Xifeng stood up and smiled coldly, "By the way, the guy named Zhuo, could he have escaped after hearing the wind, right?"
"Han Xifeng, Mr. Zhuo will definitely come. Don't be too proud too early." Ye Bingliu's eyebrows stood up and snorted angrily.
"Is that right? Are you here to die?" Han Xifeng laughed and said unscrupulously.
Ye Bing's pretty face was so angry that she was blushing, but she couldn't speak. In fact, she was also urging in her heart. Zhuo Bufan's killing of the two masters of the Bai family was circulated, and no one had seen it with his own eyes, but Mo Chuyang was also
The master was defeated by a sword. Can Zhuo Bufan really beat Chuanshuiliu?
This is not only a doubt in Ye Bing's heart, but also a doubt in the hearts of the Mo family and the Ye family. If Zhuo Bufan really fails, their status as a rich second-generation will become a commoner, which is a reality that everyone cannot accept.
Jiang Yanfei had a faint smile on his lips, as if Zhizhu was holding it. No matter how powerful Zhuo Bufan was, could he defeat Chuanshuiliu? Even Mo Chuyang, the master who was overwhelming Shuzhou, was defeated by a sword.
Jiang Taiping opened his eyes slightly and glanced at them, then continued to close his eyes and rest.
In just one minute, the thoughts in everyone's minds changed drastically.
"Mr. Zhuo, why haven't you come yet?" Ye Yuze said anxiously.
"Are he afraid he had run away long ago?" someone said.
"Shut up." Zhang Xiaoyu glared at a girl standing behind, "Zhuo Bufan will never run away."
For some reason, she always looked down on Zhuo Bufan in the past, but now she is full of confidence in Zhuo Bufan. When he resisted the Wang family in Jinling, he never retreated, and now he will not retreat.
Although it was just an unintentional word, it had quietly planted seeds in everyone's hearts. Did Zhuo Bufan really run away? Otherwise, he would have been away from Shuzhou for three days, so why wouldn't he come back?
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In the villa in Linjiang.
An old man with long white hair in Tang suit sat cross-legged in the yard, and a cute girl from the age of seventeen or eighteen sat next to her.
The girl was wearing a white sweater and two ponytail whips. Her pretty face was filled with a faint sadness. She supported her face with one palm and tilted her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Master Wu, where did Brother Xiaofan go? Why haven't you come back yet?" The girl sighed softly. It was Zhang Tongtong.
Master Wu closed his eyes, and the qi training technique taught by the practitioner Zhuo Bufan, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy around him. He heard the girl's words and said lightly: "Miss Tong, don't worry, Mr. Zhuo is a big figure in Tongtian and will definitely come back.
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As soon as he finished speaking, Master Wu suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the villa with a serious look on his face, "Miss Tong, stand behind me."
Zhang Tongtong showed suspicion in her clear eyes. At this moment, several Audi A6Ls parked at the door of the villa. The door immediately opened, and more than a dozen guys wearing black clothes and black pants looked like bodyguards.
"It's her, Mr. Jiang told me to take her back." said a leading man.
Everyone walked into the villa, and Master Wu snorted coldly, "You don't know that it's a private residence, so you dare to break in private and seek death!"
"Oh, a stinky old man is so fierce, get out of here." A bodyguard walked over and suddenly flew backwards five or six meters away from Master Wu, falling to the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth.
Master Wu is no longer the rookie who just entered the Qi training stage. Now with Zhuo Bufan’s help, he has already entered the late stage of Qi training and has hope to break through the Foundation Establishment stage in the future.
"Everyone be careful."
The leading bodyguard frowned and took out the pistol in his hand, and the rest of the people also took out the pistol.
Everyone knows that the old man in front of him is a little strange, he is not an ordinary person.
"Little old man, it's not your business. Let's get out of our house. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."
"Is that right? Just the things in your hands."
Master Wu snorted coldly, formed seals with his hands, and an invisible spiritual energy enveloped him and Zhang Tongtong. If Zhang Tongtong had something to do, Zhuo Bufan would probably peel him off and get cramps.
"I don't know how to live or die, shoot him, kill him, and take people away."
The gunshot exploded for a moment, but when the bullet was three feet away from Master Wu and was blocked by an invisible air shield and solidified in the air.
"What's going on?" A group of people stared at each other with big eyes and looked horrified. (To be continued)