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”What! He means elder martial brother Ximen can't handle 20 moves under Luo Yu! It's arrogant ”

people in Jiufeng sword Pavilion were surprised.Ximen Huaqing was also surprised when he heard the speech.

”Ye Han, are you all right? Do you mean I can't walk 20 moves under him?”

”Yes, do you dare to gamble?” Ye Han looks confident with her hands behind her back.

”Hum, you lost to him, I'm not you, gamble!”

Simon Huaqing snorts coldly and looks at Luo Yu.

Luo Yu is helpless and looks at Ye Han.

”Elder martial brother, are you forcing me to do my best?”

”Ha ha, younger martial brother, don't lose one hundred thousand yuan stone.” Ye Han laughs and looks confident.

”Shit...”

Luo Yu twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then said: ”won half of one person”

”no, you're six, I'm four”

Ye Han seemed very righteous and said directly.

”Hey, hey, deal!”

Simon Huaqing's face was ugly. They didn't pay any attention to him. They began to talk about the allocation of gambling money.

”Are you ready to talk? We'll start soon!”

Simon Huaqing said coldly.

”I also believe that elder martial brother Luo can beat this guy, but elder martial brother Ye's bet within 20 moves is not too big”

other disciples of Zixia Tianzong also can't believe it.

Shua!

Ximen Huaqing said, he turned himself into a sword light and shot at Luo Yu.

A huge red sword cut to Luo Yu.

Behind Luo Yu, six purple swords suddenly appear. Zhenyuan surges wildly, eight Zhenyuan Qi burst, the power of blood is mobilized, the hair turns to sky blue, and Zhenyuan rolls in the surrounding space.

Obviously, Luo Yu also really wants to do his best.

”Six swords means to be the master of swords, to be the master of swords, to be the master of swords, to be the master of swords, to be the master of swords, to be the master of swords.”

Shua!

A purple sword that was sharper than the red one came to me collided with each other.

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!

The two swords collided with each other and broke out a violent wave of Zhenyuan sword. The red sword first broke, and then the purple sword continued to cut to Ximen Huaqing.

”Six swords

As soon as the color of Ximen Huaqing's face changed, he raised his sword to block it. At the same time, Zhenyuan's bodyguard bounced away.

Poop, poop, poop!

The Jian mang cuts Zhenyuan's body protector, weakens its power, and cuts Ximen Huaqing's sword. The impact makes Ximen Huaqing retreat.

Shua!

But at this time Luo Yu a burst step already was to rush to come over, both hands raise the sword to go over the top to cut down again.

Ximen Huaqing steadied her figure and held her sword in front of her.

When!

Zique's huge sword was cut on Ximen Huaqing's sword, and a powerful force far beyond the smart environment broke out, which made Ximen Huaqing's arms numb.

But it's just a sword.

Cut off the current!

Dangdangdangdangdang!

Luo Yu cuts down again with nine swords, so fast that he can only see a series of sparks.

The ninth sword fell down. Huaqing's tiger mouth was cracked and his arms were numb.

Luo Yu raises his mouth and picks his sword.

With a clatter, Ximen Huaqing's sword was thrown away.

Hoo Hoo Hoo!

Luo Yu's body darts, and his fist blows hard at Ximen Huaqing's abdomen.

Poof!

Ximen Huaqing spat out blood and flew hundreds of meters away.

”Elder martial brother Ximen!”

A disciple of Jiufeng sword Pavilion rushed to pick him up, but Ximen Huaqing's huge impact made him fly and fall on the ground

And the scene, silent