In the field, Zhang Wuji's sword points to the sky, which makes him suddenly feel a little evil.

"Well, let me see what you can do." Just listen to this voice spread from the Emei sect.

"Rub!" The white light flashed by, which made everyone in the field cover their eyes. The cold light was too strong.

"Ah, this is the town sword of Emei sect. I didn't expect it was brought here this time." There are many people with good eyesight here. When the snow-white sword is pulled out, his origin is known.

"Is this sword the only intermediate treasure in the Wulin that I got from the mysterious businessman? It's really extraordinary."

"I think the Abbess will be defeated this time." Someone sighed.

"Yes, yes."

When the crowd was still echoing, an unusual voice came out, "I don't think so. Look at the sword in the boy's hand, it must not be simple. If you think about it carefully, will the wolves pursued by the six sects be so simple?"

"The wolf you said has nothing to do with the sword in his hand." Some people are not happy to retort.

"The wolf is the boy's master. That doesn't mean everything."

Everyone was stunned. Yes, er Gouzi could escape from the joint efforts of the six sects. Could the apprentice he taught be a simple man.

……

"Abbess, be careful. I think the sword in the boy's hand is strange." Wudang song Yuanqiao reminds to say.

Extinction nodded and slowly moved to the field.

"You make your own decisions."

In the first sentence, er Gouzi couldn't stay in the crowd.

"Old leftover girl, you fart. It stinks. It stinks."

In the field, there was a school of master like extinction, and his face turned dark instantly.

"Old leftover girl, am I wrong? You can't change anything by staring at me." Er Gouzi was happy and didn't want to cry.

Again and again, he said that his old leftover girl could not bear to die out. She let out an ugly scream, "ah, I'm going to kill you." Not in charge of Zhang Wuji, he rushed to ER Gouzi.

"Gaga, there are many people who want to kill me. Who are you?" Er Gouzi put up his middle finger and shook it.

"Abbess, abbess, my master can't speak. I apologize to you here." On the way out, the figure suddenly flashed, and Zhang Wuji was in front of the extinction.

"If you have a nest of snakes and mice, let me kill them for the Wulin." If she can listen to Zhang Wuji, then extinction can't be called extinction.

Ding

The speed of extinction is extremely fast. When the words are finished, the sword has reached Zhang Wuji's chest. There's no time for the redundant movement. Hold the sword to block.

Sparks splashed, sand and rocks rolled around, and the aftershocks made the crowd far away retreat for several steps.

"It's a strong attack. Is that the power of the two magic weapons? It's terrible."

"Don't give me advice, silly boy. In a word, just do it." Seeing this scene, er Gouzi was very happy in the crowd“ Is there a master like that Many people have already muttered in their hearts.

"Shameless" is different. It's called out directly.

"Shameless, shameless of your mother." Two dogs who are willing to suffer, a word is not open to scold.

……

Ding Ding Ding

The field is a few rounds down, the two separate, straight on the ground.

"Puyi"

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood came out of miejue's mouth, and the man fell to the ground slowly.

"Shifu" a group of Yingyan's female disciples rushed forward, surrounded by extinction, watching Zhang Wuji warily.

"Master, what's the matter with you." In the center, a woman who looks like an immortal holds on to extinction and shouts with worry.

"Keke"

Extinction coughs twice, ignoring all the disciples around him, and picking up the snow-white sword that fell to one side with trembling hands.

"PATA"

When I picked up the handle of the sword, the snow-white sword was cut off, and then it turned into tiny particles and disappeared.

"Ah, No." The roar of extinction is especially miserable in the valley.

"Puyi"

Another mouthful of bright red blood sprayed, and he fell into a coma.

"Emei disciples, return to the mountain."

With the departure of the Emei disciples, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became oppressive.

"Wudang disciples, return to the mountain." Song Yuanqiao responded immediately when he saw that he was not his opponent.

"Shaolin, leave."

"Kongtong, leave."

“……”