After listening to Jian Qi's words, I felt like I was electrocuted. Although before the official start of the competition, both Zhang Ling and Jiang Xiao had doubts about my identity. What is particularly noteworthy is that both of them had thought about me.

It was Wu Ming's possibility, but in the end I didn't know whether it was due to fear or luck, and I couldn't really determine it.

Jian Qi was holding a sword in his hand, and after saying those words that seemed to mean something, he stared at me.

Zhang Ling and Jiang Xiao already had seeds of doubt in their hearts, but after hearing Jian Qi's words, they both looked at me very warily.

Of course Guishou is no exception. I wonder if she had doubted my identity at some point before.

I looked at Jian Qi and said: "Jian Qi, you still want to fight against Wu Ming? I'm sorry, you are not worthy."

"Oh? So, you and Wu Ming still have some connection?" Jian Qi said.

"Of course not. Who is Wu Ming? But since our surname is Wu and we were a family eight hundred years ago, my family's name is well known, so I have naturally heard of him." I said.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense!" After saying that, Jian Qi waved the sword in his hand and slashed horizontally. I saw a white-blue light blade flying towards me at an extremely fast speed, and the blood in my body started to surge almost at the same moment.

, which makes me feel very strange.

Although my body is acting strangely, the top priority is still to resist this blade of light.

I quickly fired the Dao Vein Spear and caught the light blade head on.

Just hearing a roar, the power burst out from the power of the Dao Veins actually instantly knocked all the other people on the competition stage away from the stage.

Guishou jumped back to the martial arts viewing platform, and Jianqi used the power of the sword stuck on the ground to barely support himself.

Others were not so lucky, some fell down, some fainted, and almost all were injured.

"Who are you?" Jian Qi struggled to say.

There were roots under my feet, and a powerful force of Taoism fixed me firmly to the ground, so I was not affected by any impact.

"Who are you!" At this moment, I have felt that there is a very unusual power in the sword gas. This power is exactly the same as the feeling when I fought Zhang Ling before. It should be the same kind of power, and when the sword gas hits the so-called

After the light blade, my whole body's blood immediately reacted. All these things made me put it all together in a strange way, and came to a conclusion that made my hair stand on end.

After hearing what I said, Jianqi looked very confused and said, "Don't you already know who I am?"

"Don't you know who I am?" I said coldly.

"Wu Jian?" Jianqi tried to say.

At this time, the energy wave of the power of the Dao Meridian gradually dissipated, and the sword energy also returned to its normal state from the half-open eyes just now.

I looked around and found that in addition to the people who fell off the stage, the ghost hand seemed to be able to hear our conversation, and then fired another Dao Vein Spear. This time the power was much more powerful than before.

What's more.

The sword aura looked at me and I couldn't help but feel strange, but I had no choice but to swing the sword again and shoot out the light blade.

When these light blades came back again, my body reacted again.

Yes, you can't be wrong. I'm afraid my speculation is true. The reason why the body reacts is not because it is inspired by something, but because it is too familiar, or in other words, it is too familiar with the terror of the opponent.

At this moment, the entire competition stage was very quiet, leaving only the sound of the wind whizzing away from the Taoist gun and the sharp sound of the light blade piercing the air.

After a brief silence, what followed was a bigger explosion than before. I could even see that some of the ground on the competition platform had cracks. What's more, the ground was already flying up and flying in all directions. .

Poor people who fell from the stage had just helped each other, and not long after they stood up, they were knocked to the ground again by this powerful wave of air.

This time, the martial arts viewing platform was also surrounded by the power of Taoism. It was impossible to hear or see what was going on on the martial arts platform.

The sword energy this time was different from before. The last time the strong wind swept through, he used the sword to stick on the ground as a support to prevent himself from flying away. But at this time, he was standing on the ground very calmly like me. There was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, but these were all within my expectations, and they only made me more certain of my guess.

"Who are you!" Jian Qi said in a very joking tone, and hearing this sentence basically means that Jian Qi knows who I am.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." I said.

"Humph, Wu Ming, you are really not simple. In this dragon's pond and tiger's den, you actually pretended to be a person who had nothing to do with the Taoist sect and entered the Zhang family." Jianqi said as he put the sword on his shoulder.

"The same goes for you. If I'm not wrong, does Zhang Ling still have a part of you in his body?" I said.

"To be precise, it should be my weapon inside his body, but you are so powerful that you can actually feel it." Jian Qi said.

"I can't help it. That battle was so unforgettable that my body would react subconsciously. Frankly speaking, I didn't notice you myself, but my body told me that you are definitely not an ordinary person." I said.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Wu Ming, what are you doing here?" Jian Qi said.

"I also ask you, what are you doing here?" I said.

"Hahaha, I thought you would ask me how I got here." Jian Qi said.

"Humph, you just came here as a wandering soul, which means you can't make any waves." I said.

"Quite sharp? Let me guess, you should come here for the so-called Tai Chi Sanhe." Jian Qi said.

"This is just a purpose." I said.

"You don't want to say such disgusting things that the second purpose is for the useless young master of the Zhang family, Wu Ming, you are still so disgusting, you haven't changed at all after so long." Jian Qi said.

"You're just as disgusting, and you're still the same." I said.

"Then take the move!" After saying that, the sword energy rushed towards me immediately. At the same time, the smoke and the strong wind were basically silent. Everyone looked towards the stage and saw me and the sword energy fighting together.

Jian Qi held up the sword in his hand and stabbed me in the face. I dodged a backflip and then kicked on the ground behind me. My whole body rushed towards Jian Qi like an arrow from a string.

Naturally, Sword Qi didn't care about my attack. After dodging sideways, he put his palms on his hands and prepared to slap me on the back.

Just when I was about to unleash my power to block, I suddenly heard wind blowing behind my head, followed by a sharp sound of breaking through the air. I turned around hastily and saw a black gun passing right in front of my eyes.

I quickly reached out and took it, holding up the thirteen sword flowers and forcing the sword energy back.

"You two! Are you looking for death?" Jiang Xiao yelled.

Only then did I understand that when the Feng brothers saw that I was struggling with my bare hands, they actually threw the mighty water gun on the ground to me.

I didn't care to say thank you, I hurriedly raised my gun and jumped forward, pressing forward step by step with my sword energy. Seeing that he was about to fall off the martial arts platform, he suddenly turned his palm towards Zhang Qi and shouted: "Come!"

I saw a flash of black light, and a dark red shadow jumped out of Zhang Ling's body and headed straight for me.

Before I had time to think about it, my body reacted much faster than my brain. The whole action was almost subconscious. I quickly rolled back on the spot and avoided the black shadow.

Jian Qi got a moment of respite at this time, reached out to take the black shadow, and then wiped his hand from the bottom of the black shadow to the top. With a flash of red light, a very bloody stench immediately filled the entire venue.

"Here, what does this smell like? Why does it feel like the smell of death!" Jiang Xiao said, covering his mouth and nose.

What I focused on was what the black shadow was after the red light flashed, although in fact, in my heart, I already had the answer.

A steel sickle with cold light suddenly appeared in front of everyone. This steel sickle did not match the entire competition stage and seemed extremely huge. Compared with the Dao swords used by others before, the size of this steel sickle was

It is as long as three Dao swords.

"Second Young Master! What's wrong with you!" Hong Mei screamed, attracting my attention.

Zhang Ling was seen vomiting blood, kneeling on the ground, staring at the competition stage, and muttering in his mouth, but no one could hear clearly what he was saying.

"Ling'er!" Gui Shou couldn't sit still anymore when he saw Zhang Ling was like this, and hurriedly jumped to the stage to check on Zhang Ling's condition.

"Son!" Zhang Youren is no exception. Although Zhang Youren has more or less resentment towards Zhang Ling in his heart because of the ghost's hand, he is his biological son after all, and when it comes to parting ways,

What hatred is there to speak of?

Zhang Youren and his wife came to Zhang Ling's side together. After briefly checking the injury, they felt a little relieved. Although Zhang Ling was seriously injured, fortunately, the source of the injury was not injured, so there was no danger of life for the time being.

"Sword Qi! What on earth did you do to Ling'er!" Guishou jumped to the competition stage, his right hand took on the shape of a ghost claw, he put it in front of him and said viciously.

Jian Qi put the steel sickle on his shoulder and said disdainfully: "I advise you to get out of here. Also, don't use swords or guns in front of me, otherwise I will kill you."

The tone of the sword spirit is full of murderous intent. This is a true killer temperament. This temperament does not come from years of practice or enlightenment, but a very pathological condition cultivated by the most primitive murderous nature.

habit.

Guishou was so shocked by this momentum that his originally arrogant eyes dimmed a little. He opened his mouth to say something, but no word came out.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiao couldn't help it, and immediately came to the competition stage. Since his powerful water gun was in my hand, he had to draw a Dao sword, pointed at the sword energy and said: "Who are you?"

who!"

Jian Qi looked at Jiang Xiao and said, "You still dare to wield a knife or a gun in front of me? Well, let you clearly understand that Grandpa, I am the soul! Tun Shaoyu!"
Chapter completed!