Gu Chuan stepped forward and made a backhand move, and the blue blood light Danqing streaked a cold cold light in the air.

The cold light and the sword blade converged, and the sound of Jinge rose.

Song Yuanqiao’s sword blade disappeared without a trace.

Caught it?!

Song Yuanqiao and Hong Qigong, who was lying on the wall, both looked surprised.

Hong Qigong was speechless, and a touch of amazement crossed his eyes.

This kid really shocks him every time he strikes!

To be able to catch the Grand Master’s move so lightly with the realm of Grandmaster!

In the rivers and lakes, this is enough to become a rumor.

Song Yuanqiao’s face was solemn, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Being able to catch a move of a grandmaster in the realm of a grandmaster, such a talent and strength, can be described as extraordinary.

It seems that I have to give my all.

He drank lightly and fought to turn the true qi in his body.

True Qi condensed on the sword, and the breath rolled, colliding with the air and making a muffled sound.

Raise your wrist and take the sword with you.

This move implies the way of heaven and earth, the rhyme of the way of swords!

Seeing this, Hong Qigong secretly said: It’s broken!

How did this bastard Song Yuanqiao use the Wudang Sword Method as soon as he made a move?!

This is a lion fighting rabbit, and it uses all its strength!

It’s over, I’m afraid that smelly boy will be planted.

Song Yuanqiao’s true qi came like a rolling wave.

Gu Chuan fixed his gaze, and the operation of the god was like a prison force.

An extraordinary ancient aura gushed out from his body.

It was as if an ancient elephant had merged with him.

It was as if a faint sound of elephant chirping sounded in this small heaven and earth.

Gu Chuan raised the blue blood to shine Danqing, his eyes were firm, and his breath was calm.

With him at the center, a hurricane rises and roars around him.

The sand was swept up by the wind, and the sand and stones flew in the small courtyard for a while, and the sky was dark.

On the wall, Hong Qigong’s whole person was stunned.

This kid is just a small grandmaster, how can he make such a magnificent movement?

Look at this momentum! This thick and majestic power of true qi!

I am afraid that this kid in front of me really has the strength to compete with the realm of the Great Master.

Xiao Zhao looked at Gu Chuan’s back holding the sword and felt the trembling coercion in the air.

She bit her lip lightly, and a look of worry still flashed in her eyes.

Master moves, life and death in a moment!

Master must be safe!!

Song Yuanqiao felt the momentum coming from Gu Chuan’s body, as well as the faint coercion of his sword momentum.

His face changed in vain, and his expression was extremely ugly.

Look at the power on the kid, where does it look like a grandmaster’s realm?

Especially that sword move, it actually implied the rhyme of the four and nine of heaven’s determination, and the one of the people.

At this moment, he actually felt that he might not be able to win over a small Grandmaster realm.

However, the swords of both have been released, and there is no turning back.

Song Yuanqiao gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands, and took this trick hard.

The short sword was like a rainbow, and the blue blood shone Danqing in the air, slicing a dark afterimage.

The sword intent of the broken cauldron followed.

The hurricane also followed Gu Chuan’s sword and rushed to Song Yuan Bridge!

“Click!”

It was the sound of weapons shattering.

The sword in Song Yuanqiao’s hand was cut into pieces one by one.

Holding the bare hilt of his sword in both hands, he knelt straight on the ground.

“Poof!”

Song Yuanqiao spewed out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his eyes were full of entangled blood.

He lost!

Defeated at the hands of a grandmaster realm.

Song Yuanqiao’s Dao heart shattered into a pile of fragments at this moment, and the pride of Wutianzhi’s proud son was trampled underfoot.

His heart was filled with disbelief.

It was unbelievable that he would lose so miserably in the hands of a junior in the Grandmaster Realm!

In the next second, Gu Chuan walked towards him with blue blood and Danqing.

Song Yuanqiao’s clothes were messy and dusty.

“Nope! You can’t kill me, I’m a big disciple of Wudang, if you kill me, the head won’t let you go…”

He fell to his knees and crawled back two steps.

A defeat, a mess.

Gu Chuan was dressed in a clear and neat white clothes, not even a trace of ash, not a single bit of blood.

He approached the Song Yuan Bridge expressionlessly, and a dark green shadow streaked by.

“Boom!” of a sound.

Song Yuanqiao’s round head fell to the ground.

On the wall.

Hong Qigong swallowed his saliva in shock.

Surpass the level of the Grandmaster and kill the Great Grandmaster!!

What a talent, what a strength!!!

He Hong Qigong was once one of the geniuses in the rivers and lakes.

Compared with the person in front of him, he is simply ashamed of himself!

This kid can now leapfrog the level and kill the early stage of the Great Master.

Then give him another period of growth time, won’t even himself, the great master, lose in his hands in the late stage?!

Hong Qigong couldn’t help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

The eyes that looked at Gu Chuan were also full of jealousy.

It seems that he will be more polite to this kid in the future, and with his progress speed, I am afraid that he will soon be on an equal footing with himself.

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