One sword cuts through the nine heavens

Yu Ji laughed loudly, turned around and said to everyone: "Did you hear that? Ji Guanying said he no longer needs to breastfeed!" As he laughed wildly, he turned around proudly and saw a ray of sword light hitting his eyebrows.

Wang Chong sheathed his sword easily and said calmly: "Just a few words can make you relax your vigilance to such an extent. You really don't deserve to learn the sword."

Yu Ji's majestic body fell straight to the ground at the sound of Wang Chong's words, his life already gone.

Wang Chong slightly cupped his hands and said, "Which other senior brothers would like to come up and ask for advice?"

He asked three times in a row, and then the person who had just ridiculed him suddenly rushed out and cursed: "Little thief! You actually attacked him sneakily."

The opponent stretched out his hand and a sword light flew out from his fingertips.

The finger-twirling soft sword he learned in the third grade was infinitely better than the Taoist swordsmanship. This man also thought that Wang Chong would not be able to withstand his full strength.

It wasn't that he had a good relationship with Yu Ji, but he just felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If Wang Chong just killed Yu Ji, he himself would kill Wang Chong, and he would definitely become famous in the college and become a man of the hour.

Wang Chong turned around with his left foot as the center and easily passed the sword.

The finger-twirling soft sword does have subtle changes, but this swordsmanship is still just a basic swordsmanship. It only allows students to familiarize themselves with the nature of the sword and the changes in hardness and softness. Therefore, although the flying sword can be surrounded by the true energy as soft as water, it cannot reach far.

Wang Chong let go of the sword and returned the sword casually. His sword moves were not surprising. At the moment when the opponent seemed to be using his movement easily and trying to dodge, he took off his hand and threw the sword, killing this person who didn't even have a name. The senior who knew better stabbed his throat with a sword.

Wang Chong looked at the unknown senior with a half-smile, a look of horror on his face, and his hands were grabbing at him, but he could no longer hold on to the last glimmer of hope in his life.

Wang Chong waited patiently for the senior, whose name he didn't even know, to fall down with a look of despair. Then he walked over, pulled out his sword, and shouted lightly: "Who else is there?"

The third-year students who were called over by Yu Ji were almost stunned. Looking at Wang Chong, some couldn't help shouting: "How dare you kill people so unscrupulously?"

Wang Chong raised his dagger, folded his wrists and cupped his hands, and replied: "I would also like to thank all the senior brothers for telling me that killing people in the training ground is the only exception."

The man's face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and he turned around and left.

With someone taking the lead, others immediately followed. Without hesitation, most of the spectators who were called over by Yu Ji left.

After more than half of the people left, the remaining ten or so people were obviously led by a young man with a golden crown, a face like a jade, and a belt with two swords.

He grinned and said: "I didn't expect that one of the famous Eight Idiots would actually try to hide. You just broke through the Feiyuan. It's pointless for me to challenge you. When you enter the Tiangang, I will definitely let you die." I am convinced.”

Wang Chong didn't know what this guy did, and he didn't even have any information in his memory, but how could he be willing to lie to others?

The little thief demon said with a smile: "If I am really unfortunate enough to be killed, remember to burn some more paper for me and write on it the unfilial son and the disobedient son..."

The young man's eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, and sword intent surged from his body. Wang Chong took a step forward and used the Shukenjian style of the Twelve Swordsmen of the Dao. Using the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch, he suddenly bullied the opponent.

The young man with his hair tied in a golden crown and his face as beautiful as a crown jade almost subconsciously raised his sword.

Wang Chong did not draw his sword at all, but froze his figure in front of his sword, no more than three inches away, and said calmly: "I will kill you again when I enter the Tiangang!"

Say it!

Just walked away like that.

Wang Chong's action just now was definitely not a bluff, but before he took action, he discovered that this young man had already understood the Tianxin of Sword Intent, sword intention, sword power, sword style, and moves, all integrated into one, and there was no chance to take advantage of him. Stop decisively.

After walking out of the training ground, Wang Chong turned back and saw that the young man's face was ashen, obviously angry at being teased.

He didn't pay much attention and walked away. Before leaving, he just thought: "Who is this guy? Why is his swordsmanship so powerful?"

Yan Tianzhu suddenly gave a chill: "I know him! He is also one of the real Eight Idiots in the World. He was supposed to be born a hundred years later with Ancestor Tieli...

"The real eight idiots in the world..."

Wang Chong immediately thought of Qianyin Sect, Lu Gongshan, and Yu Nanyi of Wudang. Then he thought about the young man just now, and found that they all had one thing in common, that is - super handsome!

He didn't dwell on this boring question and asked: "Then what?"

Yan Tianzhu was silent for a long time, and then sent another cool message: "He went to challenge Ouyang Tu...

Wang Chong laughed and said: "Did you get killed by the little sword fairy? He is indeed an idiot, even Ouyang Tu dares to challenge him."

Yan Dzi Bead sent a chill: Not really.

Wang Chong was slightly surprised and shouted: "You can't even kill Ouyang Tu! This guy is quite capable.

Ouyang Tu was regarded as the most powerful person Wang Chong had ever seen in his life. Even Madam Jiuguang's Yang Zhen Daxiu could be defeated by him with one sword.

Even Ouyang Tu couldn't kill this young man whose name and origin he didn't know.

It can be seen that this person is really good...

Wang Chongzheng thought to himself that Yan Tianzhu had already sent a chill: He met your lifelong enemy, and he was killed by that guy with a sword. He had no chance to be defeated by Ouyang Tu.

Wang Chong was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Who is my biggest enemy in life? And why do you have enmity with me?"

Yan Dzizhu sent a chill: I can't say...

Just when Wang Chong thought that this broken bead would not tell him anything, Yan Dzizhu sent out another cool message: Why are you enmity? It can be said that you killed that guy's Taoist companion.

Wang Chong was silent for a long time, then asked: "Who is his Taoist companion? Why don't I know that he killed him?"

Yan Dzizhu sent a chill: You killed me more than a hundred years ago, not recently.

Wang Chong was silent for a while again and asked: "Will I become so inhumane in the future?"

Playing Dzi Beads sent a chill: Human nature to you is like a virgin's chastity, which will disappear sooner or later.

Wang Chong scolded: "What the hell kind of metaphor is this? The Taoist cultivator has not leaked for thousands of years, and the Yang Yang that lasts for ten thousand years is the foundation of enlightenment. How can it be lost?"

Yan Tianzhu ignored him and instead sent a chill: Remember not to kill this guy. He has a close relationship with Tieli and will cause big trouble.

Although Wang Chong knew that this broken bead was not always so reliable, most of the time, what it said was correct, so he agreed and was about to go back to the dormitory when he saw Han Yan flying over from a distance. His expression was anxious.

She saw Wang Chong from a distance, beckoned desperately, and shouted: "Don't go practice sword practice with Yu Ji, never go practice sword practice with Yu Ji..."

Wang Chong touched his nose and thought: "It's really too late."