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There was silence in the martial arts arena of Baiyuntang. Even the blowing wind seemed to have stopped for a moment, and the grinning blue sky and white cloud flags also stopped for an instant.
"Uncle Ran, don't kill him yet." Wang Tianhua's angry scream pierced the silence. The wind rose again and seemed to become more violent. The blue sky and white cloud flags that had been blown suddenly made a loud sound, shaking all directions and inspiring everyone.
of eardrums.
Eyes fell on Wang Ran and Lin Xiao one after another. Wang Daniu and Wang Xiaohu had nervous faces. Zhou Dazhu also woke up from his sleep, with worry on his pale face.
Wang Ran looked at Lin Xiao with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, as if he wanted to see through Lin Xiao and see through Lin Xiao's lies and truth. However, Lin Xiao looked at Wang Ran without fear, without any trace of lying or guilty conscience.
Everything I just said is an unshakable fact.
The more this happened, the more Wang Ran didn't dare to move. Lin Xiao only knew that Xiao Tianyu was from the Zhenwu Division, and didn't know much more. But Wang Ran knew that sometimes the more he knew, the more he was afraid of.
many.
"Even if you are acquainted with Mr. Xiao, if you kill a fellow gang member, you will still be punished by the gang rules. I will capture you first and then report it to the main gang for processing." Wang Ran shouted in a deep voice, and he was about to capture Lin Xiao alive again.
At that moment, the closed door of Baiyuntang was suddenly pushed open, and a thin figure stepped across the threshold and entered the martial arts arena.
He was a man in his thirties with a thin face, dark and cold eyes, and an indifferent expression. He was wearing a warrior robe, with the word "Zhan" embroidered in blood on the left chest. He had a hemp rope tied around his waist, and a long and narrow straight knife on his shoulder.
Wearing mango shoes, each step takes the same distance, as if it has been carefully measured, giving people a slightly stiff feeling.
Lin Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank. Isn't this appearance almost the same as the wind-cutting sword Li Ganghao who broke into the Qinghu Martial Arts School before?
Could this person be Li Ganghao's master, Wave-Zhanbing Swordsman?
Wang Ran's eyes suddenly shrank like needles, and he hurriedly took a few steps across Lin Xiao to greet him, with a smile on his face and even a hint of compliment: "But Lord Jing, the iron-cutting swordsman of Yi Zanliu?"
"Who are you?" Jing Tao asked in a stiff tone.
"I am the retainer of Elder Wang Xingyang of the Baiyun Gang." Wang Ran responded immediately, and immediately turned back to look at Wang Tianhua: "Young Master Wang, come and see Mr. Jing."
Wang Tianhua was slightly startled, then his expression changed and he hurried over, bowing deeply to Jing Tao with a flattering face: "Wang Tianhua, son of Wang Xingyang, pays homage to Lord Jing."
There is no reason why he shouldn't be like this, because this man is the disciple of Zuo Zhixing, the great master of the county town. He is a great master of the Zhenwu Realm who is known as the Iron-Slashing Swordsman. He is a master of the same level as his father, but compared to
His father, Wang Xingyang, is much younger, and it is inevitable that he will surpass Wang Xingyang in strength in the future.
Jing Tao nodded slightly, but disagreed. Wang Xingyang was indeed more powerful than him now, but so what, the other party was already in his fifties, and he was only in his thirties. The difference was nearly twenty years, which meant that his
His potential and talent are completely better than Wang Xingyang's. In a few years, he may be able to surpass him.
"My second junior brother was here a few days ago, does anyone know?" Jing Tao looked at Wang Tianhua and asked with a stiff and cold tone.
"Master Jing's junior brother, is he Brother Li Ganghao of the Wind-cutting Blade?" Wang Tianhua said very familiarly: "Master Jing, I just arrived at Qingtong Township yesterday to take over the position of gang leader, and I didn't know. Let me ask.
"
After saying that, Wang Tianhua turned to look at the gang, the flattering look on his face turned into a look of pride when he turned around, and said coldly: "Did you hear what Mr. Jing said? Brother Li of the Wind-cutting Sword was here a few days ago. Does anyone know?
"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Not many people knew about it. Lin Xiao, He Mingshan, He Mingshan's master, He Mingshan and his master had already left. Lin Xiao himself would not be stupid enough to stand up and admit it.
"Master Jing, is the second junior brother Ling here to avenge the third junior brother Ling?" Wang Ran's thoughts changed, he remembered what happened before, and asked immediately. Wang Tianhua was slightly startled, and seemed to have thought about it, and immediately looked at Lin Xiao.
"That's right." Jing Tao responded in a curt tone.
"Lin Wuming, you were the one who killed Master Jing's third junior brother that day. Where is Master Jing's second junior brother?" Wang Tianhua immediately reacted and pointed angrily at Lin Xiao and shouted.
"Lin Wu Ming!" Jing Tao's expression was cold and stern, and the cold light in his eyes fell like sharp knives through the air on Lin Xiao's face. It was so real that it actually made Lin Xiao feel as if two qi energy fell on his face, and there was an extremely intense crisis.
The feeling suddenly erupted from deep within my heart, almost suffocating me as if I was drowning myself.
retreat!
Without hesitation, Lin Xiao immediately pulled away and flew back, but Jing Tao was faster. He took one step forward, as if walking on the wind. His figure was as straight as a blade tearing through the air. He was approaching in an instant. Lin Xiao only felt a figure flash in front of him.
Much faster than Wang Ran, Jing Tao's dull and cold face appeared in front of him, and his pair of dark but cold eyes seemed to contain the shocking light of a sword.
The big tendons were tightened to the extreme, and an astonishing power burst out in an instant. Every muscle was vibrating crazily, transmitting and concentrating the power of the big tendons. The White Bird Sword was unsheathed, thrust out at a speed as fast as the wind, and in an instant it unleashed a furious fury like a violent wind.
Howl, this is an explosion under a life-and-death crisis, an unreserved explosion of combined strength, pushing the power of the Swift Wind Swordsmanship to a higher level.
The sword blasted out, as if it had pierced some shackles, and the power poured out like a long river rushing, and like a mountain torrent erupting. Lin Xiao paid for himself that even if Li Ganghao was reborn, it would be difficult for him to stop his peak and ultimate sword.
However, such a powerful sword suddenly stopped after being thrust out, and was held by Jing Tao's thumb and index finger without moving at all.
Making a decisive decision, Lin Xiao immediately abandoned his sword and retreated. In a life-and-death crisis, any suggestion that the sword would never leave his hand was false.
Lin Xiao's tenet is that if something can be done, then move forward bravely; if something cannot be done, the best thing to do is to save one's life.
Lin Xiao's reaction was not unpleasant, but Jing Tao was faster. He used his other hand as a palm knife and suddenly slashed out, directly hitting Lin Xiao's chest with a dull cracking sound. Jing Tao's expression also changed accordingly. It was a kind of
The feeling of hitting steel.
With a slash of the palm knife, a terrifying force suddenly erupted. Lin Xiao felt as if he had been hit by a chariot and flew backwards for more than ten meters. The clothes on his chest were shattered, and even the iron plate of the chest protector was split. It was terrifying.
The powerful impact made his chest seem to collapse and compress him. He was instantly suffocated by the impact, his vision turned black, and a surge of blood could not help but spurt out of his mouth.
After landing and rolling several times, Lin Xiao felt severe pain in his chest, difficulty breathing, his mouth was full of blood, his mind was dizzy and his consciousness was blurred.
"Where is my junior brother Li Ganghao?" Jing Tao walked towards Lin Xiao step by step, his harsh tone getting colder and harsher.
"Ahem..." After coughing up the blood in his mouth, Lin Xiao stood up with difficulty and showed a smile: "It has been cold for a long time, but it turned into a victory under my sword."
"Then you go and die." Jing Tao's eyes widened, and his murderous intent seemed to burst out. His right hand clasped the handle of the knife like lightning, and slowly pulled out the long and narrow straight knife. The blade was bright, shining in the sun, extremely dazzling.
The cold murderous aura suddenly filled the air, like a surging tide invading all directions.
cut!
Jing Tao swung his sword, and the light of the sword tore through the air, creating a white slash, which was like a line between water and sky, slashing towards Lin Xiao's neck. An astonishing determination to cut through everything, as if nothing in the world could stop him.
This cut.
This sword was so fast that Lin Xiao had no time to dodge.
"Goudan, if you have any trump cards, use them quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble." Lin Xiao couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly, feeling very unwilling but helpless.
Just when the chop was about to hit Lin Xiao's neck, Lin Xiao could clearly feel the terrifying sharp chill coming in, almost freezing his neck, when a sudden change occurred, and a clear and extremely harsh sound was heard like thunder.
The straight knife that was slashing towards Lin Xiao's neck suddenly flew out of his hand and was inserted into the hard stone ground more than ten meters away. The blade was shaking.
Then, a stone the size of a thumb fell to the ground and rolled several times.
Jing Tao stared at the stones on the ground, his pupils shrank violently, ignoring the pain in the palm of his hand, his expression changed drastically and he shouted: "Who?"
The sudden change shocked everyone. Wang Ran's expression changed drastically and his face was full of horror, while the others looked confused.
"Get out!" A loud shout was like a tiger king's roar that shook the earth. It was like thunder shattering the sky. It suddenly came from all directions. One after another seemed to be endless. It was like a tsunami. It contained unparalleled power and destroyed mountains.
The shock made everyone deaf, and their whole foreheads were buzzing as if they were about to burst.
Jing Tao's expression changed drastically, as if his eardrums were shattered by a roar, and his whole forehead was in severe pain, as if it had been shattered by a punch.
Panic!
Extremely shocked!
The power contained in that kind of momentum was so terrifying that Jing Tao did not dare to fight against it. He trembled from the bottom of his heart and felt a sense of insignificance. In his mind, a colorful giant tiger like a hill seemed to appear.
Standing on the top of the mountain and roaring, a pair of huge eyes filled with unparalleled domineering gaze piercing through everything, as if thunder bombarded his forehead, and the pain was unstoppable.
With a shrill howl, he didn't even dare to take the sword that was more than ten meters away. He rushed towards the outside of the martial arts arena, jumped over the courtyard wall, and fled quickly, with a panicked posture like a defeated dog.
Lin Xiao spat out another mouthful of bruised blood and smiled unconsciously. The voice was very familiar. He never expected that he would be saved like this. For a moment, he was filled with emotions. That stinky idiot thing was really weak.
ah.
The heat slowly builds up and flows over the body, especially around the chest, causing severe pain and the feeling of suffocation gradually diminishing.
Pulling off the broken chest iron plate, Lin Xiao took a look and couldn't help but secretly gasped. There were dents left by Wang Ran's finger on the chest iron plate, but what was even more shocking were the broken marks.
It was cut out directly by Jing Tao with a palm knife. He split the forged iron plate as thick as his fingers, picked up the White Bird Sword and returned it to its sheath, and then pulled out the long and narrow straight knife inserted into the hard stone slab. The blade was bright and sharp.
There are wavy patterns and the blade is sharp and dazzling. It is obviously a good sword and it feels no less inferior to my own Shiratori Sword.
Elite level, worth a thousand taels of silver.
This is the spoils of war.
Lin Xiao felt happy in his heart, and immediately glanced at Wang Ran. Wang Ran's face was full of horror, and he did not dare to take action against Lin Xiao again. Even Jing Tao, a true warrior, fled in panic like a defeated dog, let alone him, a criminal.
Practice, so what if the internal practice is perfect?
The roar that sounded like a tiger king just now seemed to still be echoing in his mind.
"Danniu and Xiaohu, lift up the big pillar and let's go." Lin Xiao said to Wang Daniu and Wang Xiaohu.
"Yes, Brother Xiao." Wang Daniu responded cheerfully.
"Yes...yes..." Wang Xiaohu's face was also full of excitement and joy. Zhou Dazhu lay quietly on the stretcher, with a smile on his pale face, smiling so brightly in the sun.
Wang Tianhua opened his mouth to ask Lin Xiao and others to stop, but nothing came out.