I Cultivated Sword Intent on Earth

Or in other words, Zhou Zhan is full of flaws.

Zhou Zhan stood still, standing motionless, even with the image of an oil-paper fan in one hand. Compared with the jumping Wu Sheng, he won by more than one star.

but.

If Wu Sheng wants to make a move, Zhou Zhan, who is standing like this, can make a move from anywhere.

"Can you still fight? It's raining. If you don't fight, we will leave."

"That's right, you put it here as a monkey, jumping around, endless?"

"This guy won't be afraid of Zhou Zhan, right?"

"I think so, but what is he afraid of? He is so big, he can't beat that Zhou Zhan?"

"Hehe~ My husband is amazing, do you know that?"

"..."

One by one the onlookers made dissatisfied voices.

In Wu Sheng's live broadcast room, barrage of dissatisfaction also floated.

Under such circumstances, Wu Sheng was under great pressure. A few seconds later, he gritted his teeth abruptly and instilled in himself the idea that “it’s impossible for anyone to smash a baseball bat with a single sword.” Then he jumped to the right side of Zhou Zhan's body. , Punched out.

It was this moment.

To meet the gazes of all the tourists, greet the gazes of all the spectators... Zhou Zhan moved.

He did not draw the sword because the rule was that he could not draw the sword.

so.

Zhou Zhan's actions are very simple.

He lifted his right hand like lightning, and stretched out two fingers, like a sharp arrow, and waved to the right.

Suddenly.

A creepy feeling appeared in Wu Sheng's mind.

His footsteps stopped immediately, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

However.

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Under the gaze of the spectators and tourists, Zhou Zhan and Wu Sheng seemed to be playing in cooperation. When Zhou Zhan's two hands directed out, they just poke in front of Wu Sheng's forehead.

When everyone thinks why it won't happen.

There was a "boom".

A violent gust of wind erupted above Wu Sheng's head.

The gust of wind whizzed over Wu Sheng's head like pieces of sharp blades.

Suddenly.

All the tourists and spectators saw: Wu Sheng's hair sticks to his scalp, falling down one by one.

Only two or three seconds passed, when the wind disappeared, Wu Sheng's hair fell out, and it was shiny and shiny, and it was actually a little reflective.

quiet!

Deathly quiet!

All the tourists and spectators were all stupid, staring at the hair that fell to the ground along the rain.

Wu Sheng was also stupid.

At that moment, he actually felt that Zhou Zhan's two fingers turned into a sharp sword, almost piercing his head.

That feeling is horrible.

As a result, Wu Sheng was now cold and weak in his hands and feet. Under the cover of the rain, his forehead was oozing cold sweat, and he couldn't move at all.

At this moment.

When everyone else was dumbfounded, Zhou Zhan poked the two fingers on Wu Sheng's forehead and moved down, and quickly moved to the position of Wu Sheng's abdomen.

He still held the oil-paper fan with his left hand, his expression unchanged.

Next second.

Zhou Zhan flicked his index and middle fingers together with his right hand.

Suddenly.

Everyone heard a "bang", Wu Sheng's body was actually retreating step by step. After retreating to five or six meters, Wu Sheng squatted on the ground with a pale face, clutching his stomach and screamed in pain.

But this time.

Zhou Zhan is also a little bit uncomfortable.

Because he had just made a mistake in his estimation, when using the violent wind sword force, he used too much force.

now.

He only felt that the two fingers of his right hand kept coming out of cramping sharp pain.

He quickly put down his right hand and hid it in the Wudang Taoist robe, so that no one would discover his ugliness, but he thought to himself: "The sword power is really much stronger than the three basic kendo realms of light weight, weight light, and weight. , My finger just now only used less than one-tenth of the violent wind sword force that I had understood, and it was able to wound Wu Sheng like this, and it also put a burden on my finger."

"If I use a full-powered Gale Sword, I should be able to penetrate Wu Sheng's stomach directly and crush my own fingers."

"So, what about the Thunder Sword? How powerful is it?"

"It seems that before my physical fitness is strengthened, or even before I have created a cultivation technique, I cannot use my body to use my sword to avoid any irreversible hidden injuries."

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhan raised his head. He supported the oil-paper fan and carried two wooden swords on his back, walking step by step in front of Wu Sheng who was screaming in pain.

"Your name is Wu Sheng?"

Zhou Zhan looked at Wu Sheng condescendingly: "Looking at how you look now, you look like a monk."

"Why don't you find a monastery to become a monk? Read more scriptures, it should be good for you!"

After saying this, Zhou Zhan turned and walked towards his female fans.

[If you don’t ask for a reward, isn’t there a reward? Woo~].

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