Suddenly, he actually saw the samurai sword break away from Beichen Martial Saint's hand and fly out of the arena.

At that moment, the entire venue was completely silent, and a suffocating feeling permeated the entire martial arts building.

The warriors in the Beichen style martial arts hall suddenly looked ashen. For the Japanese warriors, the katana or samurai sword is like their second life. Once the weapon is knocked away, it will be a shame and a great disaster.

of blow.

Martial Saint Beichen's face turned pale, and there was shameful anger burning in his eyes.

Xiao Yunlong stared at Martial Saint Beichen. He suddenly sneered, raised his right hand suddenly, and with a whoosh, the sword in his hand flew out and was inserted into the ground outside the arena. Then he looked at Beichen.

Martial Saint, a strong fighting spirit arises.

Xiao Yunlong's intention to use cold weapons was obvious. He was already victorious. He picked up the samurai sword in the hands of Beichen Martial Saint. This was undoubtedly an advantage in using cold weapons.

However, Xiao Yunlong did not hold the horse-zanting sword, and continued to attack Beichen Wusheng with a great advantage. He threw the horse-zapping sword away and tried to fight Beichen Wusheng with his bare hands.

If he wants to win, he must win completely.
Chapter completed!