Chapter 146 changes in knife technique

"Dying!"

Chu Yun's eyes are cold, and his temper is very bad. In the face of the guy who provokes the door, he only has fists in return.

"Bang!"

Everyone didn't see what was going on. The first disciple was smashed by Chu Yun and fell to the ground. He cried out in pain.

"It's so fast. I didn't even see how it was done."

Seeing this, Chen Yao quickly flashed a flash of panic in her beautiful eyes.

She is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart. Chu Yun is only one shot, and she can see that this is not the person she can deal with.

"You dare to fight back, against you!"

It seems that the male disciples of the sun clan want to show a good performance in front of Chen Yao. They are not afraid of Chu Yun's breath at all. At the same time, they sacrifice the spirit of Wu and rush forward.

The three distinct spirits of the martial arts radiate a fierce atmosphere, which encircles Chu cloud.

Chuyun sneers, sweeps his legs and kicks them. They are kicked by him at the same time. There is no chance to react at all.

"Poof!"

Three people spurt a mouthful of blood, the face is very pale.

None of them could see the speed of Chu Yun's move clearly. They could only barely see the shadow passing by, and then they were recruited.

In two simple moves, Chu Yun beat four people to the ground and couldn't get up.

"You know what kind of women they attract and what kind of men they attract. Like you, attracted so much garbage, do you know what it means? That means you are rubbish! "

Chu Yun coldly drops this sentence, takes Tao Huan's hand and strides away.

Chen yaoleng in situ, shivering all over, when did she receive such humiliation?

He was scolded by Chu Yun. His tears almost came out.

"Who is this boy? He looks good."

"I haven't seen it!"

"Is it some hidden master?"

"If he also participated in the exchange competition, we would be miserable!"

"It's none of your business. You're the top 30 stuff. Even if others participate, they will compete for the top."

"What if he pushes me out of the top 30?"

“……”

Countless disciples of the sun sect, seeing this scene with their own eyes, were all whispering.

In their eyes, few disciples dare to be so arrogant.

What's more, he also refuted Chen Yao's face!

Looking at the back of taohuan and chuyun, Chen Yao clenched her fists and said with hatred: "taohuan, if you meet me in the competition, I will let you pay the price!"

Chen Yao is very confident, because Lin Yue only taught her the best way to bury flowers.

Because taohuan came out of the thundering swamp too late, Lin Yue had no time to teach her.

"I will, but you will not. What did you beat me with? "

Chen Yaomei's eyes are gloomy.

……

"You have an old feud with that woman?"

After leaving far away, Chu Yun asked.

"I can't talk about the old grudge. Chen Yao is also a disciple of the teacher, just like me. But she is very hostile to me, which has always been so, so I naturally don't want to give her face."

Taohuan's mouth was curled.

Chu Yun sighed, but he couldn't understand the hatred between women.

Tao Huan takes Chu Yun to a huge square.

The exchange competition is held in the square.

Because the competition is about to start, there are lots of people in the square, and there are all the disciples of the sun clan.

Chu Yun was shocked to see that there were at least 50 disciples in Zhenwu kingdom. The rest of the disciples of huaqijing are even more numerous. Compared with tiandaozong, they are several times stronger!

Sure enough, the middle clan is the middle clan, which is much higher than the lower clan.

"Junior brother Chu! Sister Tao! "

Xu Zhiheng saw the two men from afar and walked excitedly: "when did you come out of the thundering abyss?"

"Just came out yesterday, barely catching up with the exchange competition."

Taohuan spits out her tongue. To be honest, she is not willing to miss this exchange competition. Because the improved burial flower Sabre technique has not been used in actual combat, we must find opportunities to practice!

And the communication game is a good mobile phone practice.

"Junior brother Chu, I heard that you were in there and killed Gong Yanjie and he customary..."

Xu Zhiheng came up and whispered.

"Yes, I did."

Chu Yun nodded his head honestly. This kind of thing doesn't need to be concealed at all. It's just killing two rubbish. What can I do even if I say it?

"Younger martial brother Chu still needs to be more careful. Gong Yanjie has a younger brother who likes to play Yin moves. The means are very cruel. If he knows that you killed his brother, he will find you for revenge."

Xu Zhiheng hurriedly reminds.

"Thank you for telling me."

Chu Yun didn't care about it. If he really wanted to revenge, he would.

"It's a draw. The draw is on!"

At this time, an old man with a loud voice walked quickly. His palm was floating with brilliant light. If the disciple touched the light, the palms would be floating with lines, which naturally was the number of the exchange match.

There are four challenge arenas in the square, which means there will be four contests at the same time.

After all, the number of people is large, which is more convenient and saves time.

Tao Huan went up, reached out and touched the white light, then looked down and said, "wind, two."

This is the wind arena, number two.

"It's your first game. Don't capsize in the gutter."

Chu Yun couldn't help reminding.

Tao Huan smiles, jumps and Dances: "Brother Yun is waiting to see me succeed in a row!"

With that, taohuan goes to the wind arena among the four challenge arenas and quietly waits for the appearance of his opponent.

Her number is two, and her opponent is one.

Taohuan's appearance is really pretty, and her personality is delightful. Many disciples look at the wind challenge arena obsessed and mutter to themselves: "martial sister Tao is so beautiful. If I can marry such a woman, I will die without regret."

"Wake up, don't dream, and don't pee for yourself!"

"Get out of here, don't rob me, sister Tao is mine!"

"Bah, you can't even beat me. You want to pursue younger martial sister Tao!"

In the noisy noise under the stage, a young man with ordinary appearance and little characteristics stepped onto the wind challenge arena. He held up his hand and faltered: "I My number is one. My name is Han Gang. Please Please give me more advice! "

"Hee hee, senior brother Han, please!"

Taohuan offered a peach blossom knife. As soon as the soul of xuanlv four level martial arts came out, it immediately shone all around, which made many disciples marvel.

"Xuan level four products, too strong!"

"Well, I'm only the first grade of Xuanji. The gap is too big."

"Sister Tao is a genius."

After seeing taohuan offer peach blossom knife, Han Gang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and offered his own soul.

His soul is a plain black iron bar, but unexpectedly, it's amazing that he has such a high level of Xuan level three products.

"A broken stick can be classified into three grades?"

"It's not fair. I'm so domineering. How can I be the first level of Xuanji!"

"Ah ah ah, I can't breathe through the Qi!"

Due to the storm and thunder, there are only two competitors in the wind arena, so many disciples turn their heads to look here. In addition, taohuan is really beautiful and attracts a lot of people's attention. The attention of this game is very high!

Tao Huan and Han Gang both sacrifice the spirit of Wulin. They look at each other, and the battle is imminent!

"Elder Lin Yue, is Tao Huan your disciple?"

In the distant sky, two figures are talking and laughing: "Han Gang, my disciple, is not a vegetarian. Don't look at his superficial honesty, but he is actually ruthless!"

"Taohuan understood my funeral flower Sabre technique almost thoroughly. I don't think Han Gang can win."

Lin Yue said with a smile.

"Hey, then wait and see! Han Gang is a strong contender for the championship! "

The old man smiled and looked at the challenge arena.

In the challenge arena, Han Gang took the lead and rushed to taohuan.

The iron bar in his hand, suddenly in the air across an arc, with a strong and unmatched wave, like a mountain top, smashed hard.

"Pooh!"

The void is broken and twisted by this stick.

Tao Huan's eyes are firm, and she holds a peach blossom knife. In her mind, there are various pictures of Chu Yun's words and deeds. Her heart moves with her will, and the improved burial flower knife technique suddenly appears.

"Wow!"

Peach blossom petals are scattered everywhere, setting off peach blossom like a fairy in the world. The peach blossom knife in her hand is fast, accurate and ruthless. It can be split out with one stroke, without any extra action, even more concise than the one hit in the face.

"Well?"

Seeing Tao Huan's move, Lin Yue suddenly frowns. She instinctively feels something is wrong, but she can't say for a while what's wrong.

In short, she always feels that taohuan's moves are somewhat strange. Although she is right in using her own flower burial knife technique, what she has inside is very strange, unlike her own style.

"What's the matter? Did her Sabre technique not increase but decrease after she entered the thundering abyss?"

Lin Yue's heart was very strange. Mei Mou stared at Tao Huan's figure.

"Bang!"

The sound of the Jinge and Jinge was heard. The iron bar in Han Gang's hand trembled and almost came out of it.

His pupils contracted, apparently not expecting that Tao Huan, who seemed to be weak, could burst out such a strong force that he almost backed up.

Peach Huan after a hit, the mind is all about how to attack, there is no mind to use any tricks.

A simple step out, peach blossom knife backhand a twist, cut out across.

Sharp training almost cut everything, with suffocating power, to Han Gang.

Han Gang was shocked. He didn't expect taohuan's method to be so simple and efficient. He was confused and instinctively stepped back to block it with a latte stick.

Tao Huan smiled a little. It seemed that the horizontal split was powerful, but in fact, it was just a Feihuang.

The real killing moves are still behind.

Taohuan forcibly restrained the impact momentum, raised the peach blossom knife on the backhand, with excellent control and just enough force to handle it. He put the knife on Han Gang's neck freely.

"Brother Han, you lost."

Tao Huan's eyes are flowing, and her smile is sweet.