break!

boom!

Although there is no energy movement on the sword and no destruction, there is already a fire and cold place on the sword.

Although it was very delicate, for some reason, Pei Kun was already in a daze and sweating profusely!

Pei Kun subconsciously raised the long sword in his hand to resist!

"boom!"

With him as the center, Han Sanqian Tianhuo Sword and his own magic sword as the starting point, the earth cracked and continued to spread behind him.

And the person in the middle of the crack was blown away on the spot without even understanding what was going on.

"What!"

"sharp!"

The elders of the Qilin clan were collectively stupid.

"Who won?"

"A tie?"

The two of them still maintained their posture just now. One was lightly in the air and slashed down with his right hand, like a drunk sword immortal, and the other was squatting at a long stairs, leading the sword to block it.

The Sword of Heavenly Fire and the Black Demon Sword are closely intersected.

"Ignorance and arrogance." Pei Hu spitted disdainfully. Pei Hu has always respected the fifth elder very much. This is not only because the fifth elder is his elder, but also because of the fifth elder's outstanding sword skills.

In a race like the Jade Tribe, where strength is respected, the concept of elders is far less stable than that of the stable power.

If you want to be truly respected, it depends on whether the fist in your hand is hard or not. Pei Kun's swordsmanship is one of the famous fists.

That is one of the eight wonders of the sacred world.

This kid dares to use swordsmanship and Pei Kunbi. What's wrong with this asking for death?!

But just as Pei Hu was proud, suddenly, a sound of water droplets came into his ears.

Drops of blood were slowly falling from Pei Kun's body to the ground.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, with a muffled sound, Pei Kun's right leg knee hit the ground hard.

The blood like water droplets also turned into a slow flow.

"What!"

"this…!"

When she saw Pei Kun kneeling on one knee on the ground, not only Pei Hu was stunned, but even the people from the Qilin clan were completely stunned.

Pei Kun... Pei Kun was defeated?!

"This is impossible, this is impossible." Pei Hu suddenly panicked and staggered back.

Even if his cultivation is higher than Pei Kun, if he really fights, he may not be able to get any advantage in front of Pei Kun, who is experienced and murderous.

But this is how Pei Kun lost to others in his most familiar swordsmanship?

How is this possible?!

It is normal for him to not understand, because even Pei Kun, the person involved, couldn't understand.

Han Sanqian's sword technique has many changes, and the strangest thing is that his offensive is quite fierce. He claims to be the sword god, but in front of Han Sanqian's sword technique, he was defeated and retreated repeatedly and was exhausted.

But that's fine.

He completely defeated himself with one sword, and that was impossible.

But facts...

He looked at Han Sanqian unwillingly, and he didn't understand why this was the case.

But Han Sanqian had only endless indifference in his eyes, and it seemed that it was normal to lose to him.

He didn't even have a trace of pride, and it was natural to guard against Buddha.

"How long have you been learning sword?" Pei Kun looked up at Han Sanqian and asked softly.

"It's more than a month." Han Sanqian said calmly.

"One month?" Not only Pei Kun was stunned when he heard Han Sanqian's answer, but even the people of the Qilin clan were stunned.

After learning sword for a month, you can easily knock down a great sword master who has used swords for decades or even hundreds of years. This is not something that no one can believe if you see it with your own eyes.

Or, even if you see it with your own eyes, it is hard to believe it.

"You either brag or..." Pei Kun said coldly.

"That's bragging." Han Sanqian interrupted without caring.

Pei Kun gritted his teeth, but soon loosened his teeth: "Your swordsmanship is very good. Can I know what swordsmanship is this?"

"Do you have the right to know? Just based on your identity as a clan elder?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.

Suddenly, Pei Kun smiled, very miserable and desolate.

Throughout his life, the long sword in his hand made him achieve countless military achievements, and countless enemies died under his own sword, but he would never have thought that one day, he would die under the sword of others.

"Haha, hahaha!" Pei Kun smiled at the sky!

The next second, he suddenly stopped, looked at Han Sanqian, and made an extremely amazing move.
Chapter completed!