"Han boy, there's another mysterious breath at your end. I'll avoid the wind first."

Han Xuan pretends to hear nothing, but he hates this guy in his heart. He wants to pour dirty water on himself.

Although there seems to be a lot of things happening here, it's only a minute or two in fact, and the real good play still focuses on Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji, who was kicked out, was stunned at first. Then he was pulled back to reality by countless pairs of cold eyes, so he had to harden his head and said, "Dear elders, first of all, I apologize to you on behalf of my master, just."

"Don't listen to him. If you have a teacher, you must have an apprentice. I think this boy must have the same virtue as that stupid wolf." Zhang Wuji was mercilessly interrupted before he finished.

"That's right. Take him first and say it."

Watching hundreds of experts rush in, Zhang Wuji's scalp begins to feel numb. Fortunately, the escape skill taught by Er Gouzi can now play its role. Zhang Wuji keeps dodging in the crowd. It's just the so-called saying that the scene is not suitable at the moment.

"Silly boy, hold on, we can win." Er Gouzi also said some sarcastic words from time to time.

"Ah, er Gouzi is right. He's a fool." Han Xuan shook his head and muttered in his heart.

"Zhang Wuji, sword." A long voice sounded in Zhang Wuji's mind.

"My God, is that you?"

"Out of the sword, I just gave you the sword in the valley, and I didn't teach you any sword skills. Now I'll pass you a set."

"Eh" is ecstatic in his heart. He has great respect for Mr. Tian who has been with him in the valley for ten years.

"Rub!"

"Wuwu"

"What's the matter? My sword doesn't work." All of a sudden, someone cried out in horror. They didn't know how many Wulin wars they had participated in, but it was the first time they met such a strange thing.

"Me too."

When the crowd was in chaos, Zhang Wuji's eyes were slightly closed.

"Remember, I'll only teach you once. How much you can remember depends on your ability."

"Is" Zhang Wuji expression serious, should be a.

With Han Xuan's brief introduction, Zhang Wuji's sword is beginning to wave, which is beautiful.

"Look what that kid is doing." The time when the sword was out of control was very short. It was just a few breaths, and the feeling of being at will came back to me.

"It's like practicing sword." Someone said uncertainly.

"It's impossible. Practicing sword under such circumstances is a wonder in the world."

"Oh, don't talk about it. Catch him and use him to threaten the stupid wolf in exchange for our town treasure."

"What elder martial brother said is."

Only after one person's adjustment, the six sects soon rushed to Zhang Wuji, just this time.

Ding Ding Ding

From time to time, the sound of sword to sword was heard and the figure was flashing. However, Zhang Wuji's eyes were still closed and his face was very calm. It seemed that nothing had happened“ What kind of sword is in his hand? He can cut the sword in my hand A strong and strong man left the field, looking at his hand has become two pieces of knife, Lengleng hair God.

Ding

Every time there is such a sound, fragments of weapons will be seen on the ground.

Finally, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only a few people.

"Elder martial brother, the sword in the boy's hand seems unusual." Now even a fool knows that the seemingly insignificant wooden sword must be a wonderful thing.

"Well," song Yuanqiao nodded and looked at the sword with a crack in his hand. He was also very surprised.

"Zhang Wuji, you can remember how much." In my mind, the voice of communication never stops.

"Mr. Tian, the sword technique you taught is really obscure. I just remember 10%." Zhang Wuji blushed, embarrassed to say.

"Ten percent is enough for you." With these words, Han Xuan is not transmitting, and Zhang Wuji naturally opens his eyes.

Shua

When I opened my eyes, a light flashed over the wooden sword, and the brown sawdust on the surface began to fall, revealing the blood red outline inside.

"Do you need to fight again, seniors?"