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Zhang Cuiyun did not directly show the strength of the great master of kendo.

But that's enough. He's seen his father look at him, and he's become more gentle.

It's rare in the past.

Because big brother is better than him, even father love

"Brother Ling, you changed me, thank you!"

He said thanks in his heart.

As Zhang murfei entered the arena of argumentation.

They didn't talk much anymore and dueled directly.

The sword is shining. It's pleasant to see.

Not long ago, Zhang Cuiyun felt that his sword was not strong enough to lose.

Zhang murfei saw this, and the speed of his sword was even faster.

No one in the field made a sound. They were both staring at him.

"Sure enough, though Cuiyun has been taught by that man, how can he be mo Fei's opponent for a while?"

Zhang shuihan felt a little lost.

These days, he also heard that Zhang Cuiyun did not ask Ling Hao for advice, but also worked hard to practice kendo.

He still has expectations for Zhang Cuiyun.

People sighed when they saw the situation.

"Is his eldest brother an ordinary man? At the age of 12, he has become a master of kendo, and at the age of 18, he has become a great master. "

"Besides his three younger brothers, I only heard that he is a good man, but the cultivation of swordsmanship..."

"Yes, it's a little common."

"I don't need to see it. It must be Zhang Cuiyun who lost."

Ling Hao sat there enjoying his tea.

He knew that the only loser would be Zhang murfei.

Because Zhang Cuiyun's Kendo realm is already the top master.

It's just that we haven't opened up the whole realm.

Zhang Cuiyun didn't want to hide either. A red light came from his body.

When they looked at him again, they thought that he was like a sword.

Seeing this, Zhang shuihan slapped the table suddenly and grew up.

"Cuiyun!"

"You are the peak of the great master of kendo."

"Here How can it be! "

Zhang shuihan's face is unbelievable.

It must be said that the man is indeed a demon. He can break the sacred vessel with peach branches.

But in seven days, you can upgrade a novice of Kendo to a grand master.

No one believes it. He doesn't believe it now!

Zhang Cuiyun looked at Zhang Mofei and said, "brother, let's continue."

Zhang murfei takes a deep breath. His handsome face is distorted.

The nameless anger in his chest made the words fly.

This third brother, he is hiding himself!

"Well, I'll see the truth from the bottom of my hand."

Zhang murfei sneered: "even if your realm is a little higher than mine, but how about the swordsmanship?"

"Ten immortal swords."

A fairy sword is divided into ten parts and stabs Zhang Cuiyun in all directions.

Zhang shuihan murmured: "Mo Fei has understood the ten immortal swords. If he could understand the eight swords, it would be perfect."

"Unfortunately, the eight swords have been lost for a long time."

At the same time, the crowd exclaimed.

"Wang Xianji's top swordsmanship. No, his third brother is going to lose!"

"Yes, it's said that Zhang murfei has been practicing this sword technique for nearly ten years."

"How is Zhang Cuiyun, his third brother, an opponent?"

Just then, everyone heard a big drink.

"Ten immortal swords!"

After listening to Zhang shuihan, he was as stunned as a thunderbolt.

He looked at Zhang Cuiyun's swordsmanship and his brain was buzzing.

"How did he learn the latter eight swords?"

"But that's not enough for his big brother."

"Immortal twelve swords!"

"Thirteen swords!"

"Fourteen swords!"

“……”

After eight swords in a row, everyone was shocked.

Zhang murfei's face has turned dead grey.

Sweat down the spine of the country, he clenched his hands, the heart surging thick unwilling.

"Why?"

Eight swords have passed, he is helpless, if not for Zhang Cuiyun to keep his hand, now he has become the soul under the sword!

Zhang shuihan cried excitedly: "this battle, Zhang Cuiyun wins!"

"Cuiyun, tell me the truth. How did the eight swords come from?"

When Zhang shuihan asked this question, he took a look at the young man in white, who was sitting quietly below.

"Dad, brother Ling gave it to me."

Whoo

Zhang shuihan's expression I had expected.

He went long and walked to Ling Hao.

"Thank you for the lost swordsmanship of Xianyun sect!"

He bowed and drew everyone's attention.

Who is this young man in white?

He beat Xiao Jing, the chief disciple in one move, and then made him break through the realm of King Jian in three words.

And teach Zhang Cuiyun eighteen swords!

This mysterious man has completely affected the hearts and minds of all people.

Young girls of all sects have their eyes on it.

Some nuns can't help but commit flower mania and come forward to talk.

The well-known monks of all sides have made friends with each other.

"Brother Ling, you're really in the limelight. All the elders of the clan have to make friends with you. When can I achieve your state?"

Zhang Cuiyun shook his head and smiled.

Elder brother saw the distance between him and Ling completely this time.

They can't be compared, because the difference is huge!