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The scene broke everyone's eyes.

Many people who came to see the young man in white were curious.

Zhang shuihan stands up suddenly, his eyes are full of essence.

"If the artifact is broken by a peach tree branch, I would never believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Did I underestimate him again?"

"Dad, he must have used intrigue. How can peach branches break the sacred sword?" Zhang murfei didn't believe it on his neck.

"Rebel son!" Zhang shuihan bursts into rage. He slaps him in the past. Zhang murfei dare not hide. He can only be beaten. His handsome face turns red instantly.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

"Why?" Zhang Shui laughed in a cold air and said, "you don't know how thick you are in the daytime. Now you are still deceiving yourself and admitting that others are better than you. Is it really that hard?"

Zhang murfei lowered his head.

From the trance, Xiao Jing suddenly kneels down on one knee and bows to Ling Hao.

"I'm sorry, sir. I look down on people. I'm here to apologize to you. I dare not ask for your forgiveness. I just want to ask for your advice."

His face is full of obsession with kendo.

Ling Hao is a little surprised. This kind of person who is dedicated to cultivation is rare in this era.

"Get up, we have no hatred."

"But you need to see my mood, can you understand?"

"You just went out of the sword very fast, but you didn't have a bit of sword. The master of Kendo pays attention to the sword, not the speed. You've gone out of your way, understand?"

Listening, Xiao Jing's eyes are more and more clear, just like the roof.

Two eyes crossed with sword light.

At this moment, his momentum improved several grades.

"My God, he He broke through! "

"He's in the realm of the king of swords!"

"With just a few words, you can break through the king of swords?"

"No, it's not that simple. It's his chance. If it wasn't for the elder, I believe he would have many years to think about it."

People pointed at Xiao Jing, and their eyes were envious and envious.

The realm above the master of Kendo is the king of sword.

What is king? King of the sword!

"I'll never forget your kindness!"

Ten thousand swords return to one door. Xiao Jing, the chief disciple, kneels down directly in front of tens of thousands of people with his legs bent.

His face is revered and his eyes are grateful.

"You have a good understanding, too. I'm just saying it."

Ling Hao smiled faintly.

All the elders who came back to the same place all came to thank Ling Hao.

It's a great joy that a sword cultivation sect has a sword king!

It's very difficult for the king of swords to understand. For so many years, only their leader was the king of swords.

This episode, let tens of thousands of people on the scene, one after another look at the young man in white.

He was still sitting there with a lazy face.

Zhang shuihan takes a deep breath and regrets in his heart.

"Murphy, do you know what you missed?"

"A sword way evil spirit, originally can point you 12, regrettably, you actually gave the person to offend."

Zhang murfei's face was complicated and he listened to his father's words absently.

But his eyes are wandering on his third brother.

"Third brother, everyone says you are stupid, but today, compared with my eldest brother, you are so smart."

"But you will still be trampled on by me at this forum. Although the man is strong, he has nothing to do with you after all!"

On the sword field, the fight is still going on.

It's afternoon.

The sun moved west.

"Zhang moufei is coming out!"

"What? His opponent is Zhang Cuiyun? "

"That's a coincidence!"

"So many people, how did they get his third brother?"

Zhang shuihan hears the words, and the corners of his mouth rise.

"Cuiyun, don't say that being a father doesn't give you a chance. As long as you can win your eldest brother, you will inherit the throne of the patriarch in the future."

Zhang Cuiyun stepped into the arena of argumentation, showing confidence.

"Third brother, you go down. You haven't even arrived. How can you fight with my great master?"

Zhang murfei said lightly.

After all, it's my brother. It's impossible to really fight.

If he knows the best in his family, he'll throw in the towel.

If you don't know what's interesting I have to step on him!

Zhang Mo Fei's eyes were filled with violence.

First of all, it's your own! Nobody wants to take it.

"Big brother is so confident?"

"So what?" Listening to the third brother's question, Zhang murfei scorned a smile and said, "you have reached the master of Kendo?"

"If not, why are you my match?"

At this moment, a sharp momentum rose from Zhang Cuiyun.

"Master of kendo, I have achieved it. Can I be your opponent with this?"

Said Zhang Cuiyun.

Zhang murfei snorted coldly, his face changed a few times.

"Barely."