"The right time, right place and right people are all given to you, so why not?"

Tang Hui sneered, and the six Dantian spiritual powers poured into the three swords like a flood. The purple, yellow, and white sword energy in the palm of his hand, as thick as an arm, lingered crazily. The long and hearty sound of the three swords suddenly turned into a cry. It is a happy thing for a hungry man to be full.

One thing, but once it is sustained to death, it will be extremely joyful and tragic.

The three shocking and confusing sword auras suddenly disappeared.

The old man in sheepskin fur exclaimed: "How come you have so much internal strength?"

The distance between the two was only seven or eight feet. The old man in sheepskin fur was not angry but smiled. He closed his eyes, put his fingers together and lightly rubbed the gallbladder sword lying across his chest, and murmured to himself: "Old brother, let's go."

The death of the Seven Swordsmen in front of you is not unjust."

Tang Hui clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The sword demon who ranks second in the martial arts rankings in the world, only has this ability?"

The old man in sheepskin fur didn't open his eyes, but smiled casually and said: "Let me see the country with my lantern."

The old man in the sheepskin fur handed the sword out, and the next scene was not shocking. In the eyes of a layman, it would only be considered ridiculous, like a child who has just started to practice swordsmanship and cannot easily hold the heavy sword in his hand.

He reluctantly held up the sword and staggered around, his steps were chaotic, and his sword power was twisted. Although his body shape and sword moves were chaotic, his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the distance of seven to eight feet was reduced to just two swords. Everyone in the world practices swords, and the famous masters of the past will speak earnestly.

He warned you not to be controlled by the sword, as that kind of swordsmanship would not make a difference. The old man Sheepskin Fur, who was already considered a great master of swordsmanship, did the opposite. He followed the sword and did not have the majestic sword of a bullfight, nor the majestic sword intention.

, just like this, he came to Tang Hui crookedly.

Tang Hui frowned and clapped it with one hand.

The old man in sheepskin fur was pulled by the Zhao Dan Sword, and he actually escaped the attack locked by Tang Hui's mental power, and the sword tip was raised to his shoulder. For the first time, Tang Hui left the straight line of the central axis of the post road, took a step laterally, and pinched it with both fingers.

Zhao Bing's sword tip, without waiting for Tang Hui's six Dantians to stack up, he twisted the sword tip, and the old sheepskin fur man swung around, blooming a gorgeous sword flower. Tang Hui flicked his fingers, but the old sheepskin fur man withdrew again.

The sword circled half a circle upside down and aimed at Tang Hui's back. Tang Hui stopped taking action this time. His feet did not move and his body fell backwards. The sword had clearly failed, but the sword energy was still there.

The place where Tang Hui fell was like a firecracker exploding. Tang Hui's feet were always on the ground. However, he turned his body to the left and could barely escape the sword energy from the antelope's horns.

Zhao Dan was acting recklessly, and for a while, the sword aura around the two of them was like a rosy cloud steaming, making it dizzying for everyone to see.

Tang Hui finally took a step forward, and the bold sword energy in the old man's sheepskin-fur coat began to appear. Countless trees on the post road and on both sides of the street were smashed, and a commotion broke out.

Tang Hui stopped and walked, letting the majestic sword energy rage, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is no trace, but in fact it follows the dragon veins of the world. It can be regarded as touching the threshold of the celestial realm."

The two resumed Tang Hui's position in the north and the sheepskin fur man in the south.

Tang Hui clenched his neck-piercing sword with one hand. The old man with the sheepskin fur suddenly opened his eyes and glared. He shouted angrily and took a step forward. The sword tip moved forward three feet. Tang Hui took a small step back with a calm expression. The sword tip was away from his neck.

It was only two feet away. The abundant energy coming out of the sword ruffled his temples, causing two strands of black hair to flutter back, and the cuffs of the sword holding the sword made a buzzing sound. Tang Hui, who was not at all panicked, ignored the blood flowing out of his palms again and looked directly at the sheepskin fur.

The old man smiled and said: "So far, I haven't cast any spells. Do you still want to fight?"

Tang Hui tightened his grip on the edge of the sword and pushed it back. The old sheepskin fur man who refused to abandon the sword was hit in the heart by the hilt of the sword. Tang Hui seemed to be annoyed by his ignorance and kicked the old sheepskin fur man hard in the chest.

The straw sandals were worn thin by the ground, and the sheepskin-fur sword with both feet off the ground was almost flat, and the tip of the sword was pushed to Tang Hui's neck to a distance of two feet.

"Let you push further."

Tang Hui actually took the tip of the sword and moved it a foot closer to his neck, sneered at the corner of his mouth, then raised his palm to take a shot, and directly cut off the long sword again with the Longquan Sword in his hand.

Now that the sword is broken, the old man in sheepskin fur has to retreat.

Tang Hui didn't even bother to beat up the drowned dog, so he casually threw away half of the sword and let the old man in sheepskin fur return to where he was.

The old man in sheepskin fur was struck in the heart by the hilt of the sword, and kicked in the face. Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he tried his best to stabilize his energy.

The old man looked puzzled.

If he were to face the No. 1 Martial Emperor in the world, it would be fine for him to be in such a sorry state. How could a young junior who was unknown in the world be so domineering?

Or are you saying that you are too ignorant?

It was Tang Hui's next words that really made the old man Sheepkinqiu couldn't help but feel furious. The old man who occupied a place in the world of kendo couldn't be calm no matter how good he was at cultivating his qi.
Chapter completed!