Chapter 162

HuLong!

The sun fell with one foot, like a Wanjun mountain.

KAKA!

The bluestone at the foot of the second senior brother was cracked by him.

He couldn't bear the terrible pressure.

But the second senior brother doesn't want to quit.

"Damn it! It pushed me to this point!"

Reluctantly gritted his teeth and brushed.

Second senior brother, step back.

Sure enough.

The crowd exclaimed:

"The second senior brother was forced back!"

"I was hit just now, and now I'm forced back. Is it..."

"The second elder martial brother is not Yang Xu's opponent? How is this possible!"

"The second senior brother is in the spirit realm..."

Strangely enough.

People in public saw Yang Xu's calm face all the time.

Especially his step-by-step and continuous offensive.

An idea came out of people's minds:

"Maybe Yangxu will create miracles?"

Boom!

Yangxu kicked heavily and failed again.

"Second elder martial brother, why do you always hide? Didn't you teach me a lesson just now?"

He jokingly pointed at the second senior brother:

"Come on, elder martial brother, don't be merciful. Ravage me heartily. I can bear it."

The faces of the people were red.

Poop.

Someone couldn't help laughing.

Yangxu is so powerful.

It doesn't pay to kill.

"It's hard to be a great weapon if you show off your tongue!"

The second senior brother said coldly with a gloomy face.

The rising sun smiled faintly:

"Show off the power of your tongue? Believe it or not, I can beat you back with the power of my tongue!"

Yangxu opened his mouth and sucked.

Poof!

He exhaled.

A tornado with thick arms was formed.

Hoo Hoo!

Roaring swept towards the second senior brother.

The second senior brother's face suddenly changed:

"What a strong spirit! Is the boy's viscera so powerful?"

A man with strong internal organs can blow like an arrow.

Yang Xu attaches importance to body art, and the body is strong.

Besides, just now he had a whim to blend the essence of the silver soul tornado into this tone.

As he expected.

Deng Deng Deng!

The second senior brother dodged again.

Boom!

The crowd immediately boiled:

what the hell!

Yang Xu really pushed the second senior brother back by his "advantage of tongue"!

People looked at Yang Xu's eyes and immediately looked at God and man.

"Yang Xu, as a younger generation, you should be severely punished for the following crimes!"

"If I can't fight, I'll beat me with rules? Sorry, it's hard!"

Thunderclap!

Yang Xu's body was stimulated by a flash of current.

Whoosh!

He turned into an electric light and blinked to the side of the second senior brother.

Electric fist!

The fist wrapped in dazzling lightning hit the second senior brother's chest heavily.

"No!"

The second senior brother's pupil shrinks suddenly.

The lightning blow was about to fall on him.

Yiyin!

The blood red sword flashed.

Whoosh.

Yangxu was pushed back by a sword.

Almost everyone frowned:

"The second elder martial brother has a sword!"

"Didn't you agree not to use a sword?"

Yang Xu also looked at him in silence:

"You're also a senior brother. You're a higher level than me. You can't go back on what you said at any time?"

The second senior brother has no expression:

"Body art is not my strong point. I am committed to studying swordsmanship and archery. They are my reliance."

Tut tut.

Yang Xu rolled his eyes:

"You're weak, you're reasonable."

Brush.

He took out the linhuang sword.

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately:

"Is this the linhuang sword famous for Qingzhuo demon peak? It is said that he killed childe Peng?"

The second senior brother's eyes sank.

"Forget it."

Yang Xu turned his hand and put the sword away.

Take out an ordinary iron sword and look at the second senior brother with a smile:

"In order to avoid elder martial brother, you say I bully you with divine soldiers, I'll use this iron sword."

Poop!

The second senior brother was so angry that he almost caught fire:

"Good, good! What a arrogant young man! You..."

"Can we stop talking so much nonsense? You can't beat me down with cruel words."

Yang Xu held the iron sword in his hand and smiled:

"Elder martial brother, do you want to play the sword? If you don't, I'll go first."

The voice didn't fall, Yiyin!

The second senior brother's fierce sword came.

He has heard that Yangxu is famous for his fast sword.

If you let him play the sword, you may not even have a chance to play.

The second elder martial brother's attack made the already disappointed people shake their heads again and again:

Alas, it's so rude!

At least it's a senior brother, and it's a higher level than others.

I don't have the courage to connect people with a sword.

Everyone had a vague idea of the end.

Patter!

After three moves.

The second senior brother Xuewei sword fell to the ground.

There was a bright red cut in his wrist.

Yang Xu holds an iron sword in his hand:

"Second senior brother, accept."

There was silence.

The atmosphere was unspeakable surprise.

The second senior brother's hands trembled, and he could hardly believe everything in front of him:

"How could... How could this be..."

Swordsmanship and archery are the most Kung Fu he has ever done.

Unexpectedly, I lost to Yang Xu in sword technique!

"Your sword is really fast, beyond my expectation."

The second senior brother said in a deep voice.

Yang Xu raised his eyebrows:

"Oh? So before the challenge, I should show you how fast my sword is. Just remind senior brother to be careful?"

Poop.

Someone laughed.

The silence was suddenly broken.

The second senior brother's face was pale and ugly.

But he did not lose confidence.

"Yangxu," he raised his head expressionless:

"Your swordsmanship is good. I admit it's not as good as you. But do you dare to compare archery with me?"

The crowd looked stunned:

More than?

Yang Xu also raised his eyebrows:

"Your body skill is not as good as mine, and your sword skill is also lost to me. You still want to compete? The second senior brother is really tenacious."

"Less nonsense, do you compare or not?"

The second senior brother has lost his high preaching momentum when he first came.

"Please."

Yang Xu shrugged and smiled.

The crowd was not quiet:

"He asked the second elder martial brother to beg him?"

"How dare he say that?"

"Cut, what dare you say! Now it's the second senior brother who wants to win back Yangxu. If people don't fight him, he will win a hair?"

"If you want to win, you have to ask Yangxu to continue to compete with him. It's that simple."

The second senior brother is stiff.

His face was as white as paper, without any blood.

But if he fails, how can he stay in Lingyun?

"Good!"

The second senior brother's lips trembled:

"I... I beg you! Fight me..."

Almost clenched his teeth and said the last word "war".

The second senior brother's heart suddenly gave birth to regret bitterness.

Why bother yourself?

I knew Yangxu was very difficult.

Even the crazy man in Liancheng lost to him.

Because I was greedy for a "heart curse sword", I asked for trouble and suffered such humiliation

"Hehe, elder martial brother, you're wrong. How can archery fight? It's just a competition."

Yang Xu smiles like an old fox:

"Well, since you begged me, senior brother, I'll compete with you."

He was so angry that he didn't pay for his life and said:

"By the way, elder martial brother, my arrow technique is also very fast. Would you like to remind you to be careful in advance?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

People are completely speechless about Yangxu:

This way of beating the face with flowers is almost handy.

"Less nonsense! Compare it to the arrow method!"

The second senior brother took out his bow and arrow.

The green tendons of the tightly clenched hand burst up and quickly crushed the bow body.

"Well, I don't have an ordinary bow and arrow. Who can lend me one?"

"I have, I have! Elder martial brother, you use mine!"

A new disciple was honored to send a bow and an arrow.

"How? Elder martial brother, let's decide."

Yang Xu smiled.

"It's very simple. Throw copper money. Whoever shoots first wins."

The second senior brother said in a deep voice.

Shooting copper coins is his most common practice and his best.

Now he will never allow to fail again!

Seeing his mind, Yang Xu didn't expose it, and smiled faintly:

"OK, just compare it according to what elder martial brother said."

Brush.

Copper money flies.

Boom, whoosh!

Arrows are like streamers, and lightning shoots out.

I saw that the second senior brother's arrow would hit the copper coin.

Click!

A feather arrow came first, but it split his arrow.

Pop!

Shot the copper money!