Chapter 204

Monk lekong is the most outstanding disciple of Shaolin Temple. He has the martial arts of Vajra system, Dali Vajra fist, Dali Vajra palm and Dali Vajra finger. All of these three unique skills have reached the critical point. As long as one step forward, he can become a real martial arts master - Dali Vajra hand.

A King Kong is not bad, the sword is hard to hurt, and the barrage gun is hard to break his defense.

Such a strong man, a strong competitor on the Qianlong list, was defeated with one blow.

This result is absolutely beyond the expectation of most people.

Of course, the most important thing is that it is an invisible slap in the face for the disciples of the major sects who have high hopes for the empty monk.

"We come from various famous schools and schools. As the most outstanding disciples of these schools, we are not as good as a nobody today?"

This is a unified idea in the hearts of the vast majority of people present.

This idea is very cruel.

However, similarly, in most people's hearts, it is revealed that Wang Yang is so tall.

See, even the best Master Kong has been defeated. Can we still compete?

Wang Yang did not expect that because of this battle, he left such a high impression in the hearts of these outstanding disciples of all sects.

Of course, even if he knew, he would not care too much, because, in front of him, there was another person.

"Master Liaokong has amazing strength. Shaolin is famous all over the world. You can win so easily. I admire you."

The comer leaped on the challenge arena and said so.

"Who are you?"

"You don't know me?"

The visitor was stunned and prepared lines. All of a sudden, he found that it was playing against a cow.

"Well, white robe, carrying ancient sword, well, good. I used to see it on TV.

In other words, who are you? I can't tell. Isn't this a stage? Is it a real arena? "

"You, what do you say? You say I'm a singer? "

It's very popular.

Now that the Wulin is rising again, is it not normal to return to the ancients?

Tell me, who are you

"I'm Baiyu from Shushan mountain. I'm called Baiyu swordsman. Do you remember that?"

The white feather was blown up.

As the most outstanding contemporary disciple of Shushan, he is arrogant. Even though he was wandering in the river and the legendary Qianlong list, he was also the top three strong competitors.

Such achievements are promising.

However, it is such a hero, in this boy's mouth, unexpectedly changed, turned into an actor, is really angry me.

"Oh, so you are a master of Shushan.

The great monk just now seems to be a Shaolin monk.

I think you are better than him. I don't know. What do you want to compare with? Or your fist? "

"Ha ha..."

Wu Xiaobing burst out laughing.

Shushan disciple, compare fist??

Haha, thanks to him.

Wu Xiaobing only felt that it was sunny today. He really wanted to laugh three times.

Sure enough, the disciples of all sects and sects could not help laughing.

"Amitabha

Compared with others, the monk is much calmer.

Although Wang Yang once said that the white feather swordsman was better than him, he could still treat him calmly.

Wang Yanggao will have a look at it.

"Mr. Wang Yang is joking. I'm famous for my sword in Shushan. Since I've been on the challenge arena, I naturally want to compete with my husband."

Taking a deep breath, the white feather swordsman pressed down his anger.

"But I don't know how to use the sword."

Wang Yang is very honest, very honest, very honest said.

What?

Just to suppress the anger in his heart, the white feather with good voice and good temper has a crooked nose.

You don't know how to use swordsmanship. What kind of martial arts do you have?

Damn it, don't you know that the most popular event in the world recently is Huashan sword debate?

Bai Yu looked at Wang Yang very seriously and said, "Mr. Wang is really joking. In a short time, it will be Huashan's sword debate once a hundred years. Mr. Wang can't use the sword. How can he talk about it?"

Hearing the speech, Wang Yang was shocked.

From Bai Yu's words, he heard two important news.

Huashan talks about swords once a century.

Before, he had never heard of it and didn't know how it came about?

However, no matter how you come here, it is necessary to cultivate a good sword skill in order to participate in such a martial arts event.

Thinking of this, he thought of his next step plan.

The most famous sword technique in the world of Xiaoao is lonely nine swords.So, this time, to enter the world of Xiaoao, is it necessary to find a way to get this set of sword law?

In other words, to achieve the son of the plane, we must fight head-on and forcibly defeat when the strength of the former son of the plane reaches its peak.

In this way, it is necessary to cultivate the nine swords of solitude.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang is more interested.

However, we don't know how the Xiaoao River and lake level is. Anyway, the present Xiaoao Lake Lake is a phantom world. It is still early to form a real plane.

"Well, the white feather swordsman, well, he has a long reputation and I've heard a lot about him.

It's just that, white swordsman, I really can't do swordsmanship! "

I've heard a lot about you.

The white feather swordsman scolded in his heart.

Just now I don't know what my name is, and now I've heard so much about it. Isn't it a lie?

"In that case, let's not compete with swords, we'll compete directly."

Wang Yang was impatient and wordy. Bai Yu was not happy again, but he was very happy.

"Yes, please."

Wang Yang quickly put on a posture, hands into dragon claws.

Facing a swordsman like Bai Yu, even though his fighting style is unparalleled, Wang Yang does not dare to be careless, so he must go all out.

"Take up the move!"

Wang Yang is just ready. Bai Yu's sword has been stabbed.

This is the sword of a real swordsman. You can't see a shadow in the light.

I can see the light of the sword flickering, but I can't see the body of the sword.

Shua -

the sound of the sword passing by his side, though brief, remained in Wang Yang's ears for a long time.

Just now, if he hadn't reacted, he would have been stabbed by a sword.

Turn your head and look at your left shoulder, where there is a fresh bloodstain.

"Be careful. My sword is very sharp. If you hurt it, it's not good."

Seeing blood with a sword, Bai Yu is very satisfied.

As a swordsman, I never play to see, only for killing people.

In ancient times, there were peerless swordsmen who killed people without seeing blood. They could not do this. However, it was good to see blood when they could make swords.

In short, Bai Yu is very satisfied with his sword.

However, Wang Yang's face was gloomy.

For him, it was possible before.

But now it is.

What to do? (to be continued. )