Junior sisters are too strong, so I have to steal their adventure

As for Chu Wangcai on the side—sorry, he drank too much last night, was hungover and singing, and had already run to the side to vomit.

Seeing what the three said so seriously, Beiluo Hanshuang naturally believed it, and just pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I, I have long been disgusted with Haitang's arrogance and domineering, and now I see him being beaten by a bald ——When the monk plays games, he always wants to laugh inexplicably."

Just as everyone was talking, the anger of Beiluo Haitang on the ring had reached its peak, and he decided to use the Beiluo family's secret technique to deal a fatal blow to this monk Xuannan.

Originally, the rules of the arena were to stop at the end and not to hurt people's lives, but after repeated "thrilling" and "lucky" escapes from Beiluo Haitang's various moves, Beiluo Haitang has already risen to the top Blinded by anger, he decided to put all his eggs in one basket.

"Smelly monk! How dare you play me! Take your life!" At this moment, even if Beiluo Haitang is stupid, he can tell that Xuannan is clearly playing with himself, how can anyone be lucky enough to avoid the ultimate move all the time?Reminiscent of when his leg was pressed under Xuannan at the beginning, Beiluo Haitang couldn't get his leg out no matter what, he was sure that Xuannan was teasing him.

Although I don't know the reason, but as long as Xuannan has this intention and has realized it, then he should die.

Beiluo Haitang shouted loudly, exploding all his internal energy, exuding a dazzling blue aura, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Xuannan, cursing: "Smelly bald!" Donkey! Eat Master Ben with a 'falling star style'! The crime of insulting Master Ben, you can go to hell to wash it off!"

At this moment, something stunned and unexpected happened.

Xuannan, who was facing Beiluohaitang, actually took out a long sword from his arms, his face sank like water, his eyes were like torches, and he didn't answer, he used the same "falling star style" as Beiluohaitang.

A burst of dazzling fire, accompanied by the sound of metal and iron, almost deafened everyone's eardrums.

On the ring, Beiluo Haitang's sword had already been broken, leaving only a hilt in his hand, and the tip of Xuannan's sword rested firmly on the tip of Beiluo Haitang's nose.

"You...you...why did you learn the unique skills of our Beiluo family? Who are you?" Beiluo Haitang was pointed at by the sharp blade, and his eyes were full of horror.

"You shouldn't be asking this question. Just let your father, Beiluohun, come on stage. The monk will tell him personally, so you can obediently step down for the monk." Xuannan didn't answer Beiluohaitang's question. The problem is, while putting away the long sword, he kicked Beiluo Haitang off the ring like lightning.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Bei Luohun.

But Beiluohun stared at Xuannan for a while, and then looked at Fomalhaut who was sitting upright.

However, Fomalhaut's expression didn't change at all, and there was a gloomy and cold light in his faint eyes.

Seeing that Fomalhaut didn't express his opinion, Bei Luohun had no choice but to draw out his long sword, and walked to the ring meanderingly: "Your identity, I seem to have the answer. My long sword,'cry Blood'ah, it's been a long time since you drank the blood of someone with high skill? Today, let you join me and have a good drink!"

Although he didn't know who Xuannan was on the stage, Beiluo Hanshuang seemed to be attracted by something, his eyes were firmly fixed on him, his eyes gradually became moist, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Beiluohun and Monk Xuannan stood on the ring, and neither of them moved first.

A sudden gust of wind blew the clothes of the two of them rattling.

"Unexpectedly, you are not dead yet! What a pity!" Bei Luohun said with emotion as he put the "Weeping Blood Sword" in his hand into an attacking posture.

"Actually, the little monk has already died once. The previous me is already dead. Now the little monk is just a monk named Xuannan." The long sword in Xuannan's hand also assumed an attacking posture.

The attack postures of the two were exactly the same.

"Huh! Still talking big! If your previous identity is really dead, why do you use the sword moves of our Beiluo family? You clearly haven't let go of the past in your heart, why are you talking about 'the past me is dead, Now it’s just a monk named Xuannan’! If you deceive ghosts with your words, ghosts probably won’t believe it!” Bei Luohun’s eyes radiated boundless hostility, like a bird that might explode at any time A fierce beast, scarlet killing intent enveloped his whole body.

"Amitabha!" Xuannan proclaimed a Buddha's name and continued: "The benefactor of Beiluo is really persistent! Although the previous 'I' is dead, as a new 'I', revenge for the previous 'I' is considered Is it reasonable? Since you were angry at the beginning and killed the wife and children of the former 'me', you should think of the retribution now!"

"Oh! In the end, you just can't let go of the hatred in your heart! Don't make yourself so noble! That's right! I came up with the idea at the beginning! Come and avenge me! Hey! Look at the trick!'Zhai Xing Shi'!" Bei Luohun knew that Xuannan came to take revenge at this moment, he must have done a lot of preparatory work, instead of babbling and making useless excuses, he simply admitted it directly, and then it is important to strike first!
As long as you defeat your opponent in battle, it's a hundred times better than making unnecessary excuses.

Bei Luohun is not like other dandies who only know how to cause trouble all day long, and are not good at dealing with people - in fact, Bei Luohun used to like dealing with people very much, because this can make him the head of the Beiluo family Pave the way and make more friends——but ever since Fomalhaut declared that people of Beiluohun's generation could not become the heirs of the Beiluohun family, Beiluohun lost interest in dealing with people and devoted himself to On top of martial arts.

Obsessed with martial arts and kendo, the task of making friends with other party members fell on his son Beiluo Haitang.

Therefore, Bei Luohun is quite confident in his swordsmanship.

There is a relatively traditional saying widely circulated in the martial arts, that is, "the battle between the top Jianghu swordsmen is often only a moment, or only one move, and the winner can be divided." Bei Luohun actually This is scoffed at.

Bei Luohun has his own way of swordsmanship. He believes that in actual combat, you don't even know the opponent's moves, weapon habits, etc. How do you control the enemy with one move?For example, when you tried your best to make a sword, you originally included how your opponent made a move and countered it yourself, but after the opponent made a sword and found out that he was left-handed, and then you lost, wouldn't it make people laugh?