In the Peach Blossom Land, gourd vines grow everywhere, and drizzle on it, moistening it.

"I am a swordsman!"

Before Lu Anzhi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Nangong Putian.

"impossible!"

Nangong Putian opened his eyes wide and stared at Lu Anzhi. The disbelief on his face was as if he had just seen the goddess he loved in his heart and had just finished checking out in a hotel with two men.

My kendo has been defiled!

"Why is it impossible?"

Before Lu Anzhi could say anything, the kitten demon was upset and screamed: "The ancestor is the sword hero. I have seen it with my own eyes that even the powerful demon cultivator of the dynasty was killed by him!"

"dynasty?"

Nangong Putian frowned: "Who?"

"A bull-headed demon."

The kitten demon introduced: "I'll kill you many newcomers!"

"I haven't seen it before!"

In Nangong Putian, he encountered a horse-faced demon, which was quite powerful.

"That's because you're ignorant!"

The kitten demon felt that this young man had never seen the world.

"No matter what you said, you can't be a swordsman!"

Nangong Putian still didn't believe it and questioned: "When did you start practicing swordsmanship?"

"I haven't practiced swords, but I'm not as good as my sister!"

Thinking of Sanqi who kept her hatchet, Lu Anzhi was a little overwhelmed, as if he had no such thing, his sister felt insecure.

I simply don't trust my brother!

"Do you know how long I've been practicing?"

Nangong Putian was so angry: "When I was full moon, my father put a sword beside me, let me play with it, cultivate feelings. When I just learned to walk, the first thing was to practice swords. I hit the raging waves in the stream, and I cut the light wind on the top of the mountain. I practiced hard for six hours every day without slacking off. It has been thirteen years since then!"

"Even so, I just realized the secret sword at the beginning of this year. This is already the so-called genius sword species in my father's mouth. It can be among the top ten sword geniuses among the sword cultivators under the age of 20 in Xiaoxianzhou. You have never practiced swords. Do you dare to say that you are a sword tycoon?"

"I have never practiced swords, but I have killed many cattle!"

Lu Anzhi did not realize the secret sword intent through luck. He dismembered the old ox in the backyard of the farm house several times more than those butchers who had been working all their lives.

"Has killed many cows?"

Nangong Putian is unknown.

"What's the use of fighting for these? You work hard, but to become a swordsman, talent is more important!"

The kitten demon interrupted.

My sister is Jianhao. When it comes to diligence and hard work, sheds sweat at least dozens of times that of yours, but she still said that this only determines the lower limit of a Jianhao.

And the upper limit is always based on talent!

“…”

Nangong Putian suddenly fell silent because he knew that the kitten demon was right.

If a sword cultivator has no spirituality in the sword path, he will be able to practice hard for hundreds of years and cannot realize the secret sword intent!

no way!

Sword, that's so cruel!

When did Nangong Putian look down on those older sword cultivators and think they are so useless, and now, he also feels this feeling.

Although this serious servant of Piaomiao Sect is about the same age as himself, he has never practiced swords!

"His talent is better than mine!"

After thinking about this, Nangong Putian, who always thought he was a genius of swordsmanship, felt extremely uncomfortable, and then his eyes became ferocious.

I don't allow anyone who is better than me!

so,

You have to die!

The pangolin listened silently as the two quarreled, and suddenly realized that this human teenager was even better than he expected.

I did not choose the wrong person!

"Since you are also a swordsman, then use the secret sword to win!"

After Nangong Putian finished speaking, he took a deep breath with his sword in his arms, his expression became serious, abandoning those irritable and depressed emotions, and completely immersed in the swordsmanship.

Thirteen years of hard work are not in vain.

As the true energy moves, Nangong Putian slashes out with a sword.

Swish!

A golden sword light shot out from the long sword, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge golden bull. Its head horns were as sharp as the moon and as sharp as a knife!

Its temper is bursting, its eyes are blood-red, and it is about to tear everything in front of it!

"ah!"

The pangolin screamed in fear and staggered back.

The golden bull was so big, it was as big as a hill, especially when it was rushing, with four hooves stomping on the ground, like a regiment of thousands of cavalry charging, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

Unrivaled, no one dares to intimidate his sharpness!

Rush! Rush! Rush! Rush!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

"Hide!"

The pangolin exclaimed that although the golden bull was majestic, his speed was not slow at all. He rushed, like a golden lightning bolt, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Lu Anzhi.

"I can't hide!"

The kitten demon screamed, and the two little men subconsciously covered their eyes, unable to bear to see Lu Anzhi being penetrated by the horns.

Lu Anzhi did not hide because the moment he saw the bull take shape, he knew he couldn't hide.

A few days ago, Lu Anzhi got the secret sword of the ox cut and became a swordsman, so he searched for 108 secret swords and learned about relevant knowledge.

The secret sword that Nangong Putian suddenly realized was called Qi Chong Bullfighting. It was the sword energy that turned into a wild bull and launched a fearless collision towards the enemy!

The bull is not locking in a person, but the soul and soul. That is to say, when Nangong Putian aims at someone and slashes out this sword, no matter whether the enemy uses the stand-in technique or teleportation escape technique, it will not work, and will be caught up by the bull and hit by it.

It is useless for the enemy to use the clone technique, because the golden bull locks the soul, so it will instantly find the real target!

This secret sword can only resist!

Lu Anzhi exhaled and slashed his sword!

bite!

The radish diced on the golden bull's head. It was like the winter ice and snow melted by the sun and collapsed, but the strong impact still hit Lu Anzhi.

Bang!

Lu Anzhi fell out and rolled all over the ground, not only covered with mud, especially his arms, his skin was blooming and blood was flowing.

"What is your secret sword?"

Nangong Putian questioned, staring at Lu Anzhi with a gloomy expression.

He is indeed a swordsman!

If a powerful monk is a man, he can also kill the bull, but then the broken bull fragments will turn into sword energy and continue to shoot the enemy.

This time, it means that this servant used a secret sword and really killed his own divine cow!

The injuries he suffered were purely because of his poor sword skills and little experience. If he changed to a sword cultivator, he could be unharmed.

Lu Anzhi did not answer, got up and rushed towards the pond.

"Want to run?"

Nangong Putian ridiculed him and fired another sword light: "You are so naive. The secret sword of Bullfighting is known as the top ten strong attack secret swords. You cannot hide it, you can only attack and die!"

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The wild bull appeared again and rushed towards Lu Anzhi.

"You can't let him die!"

At this moment, the pangolin ran wildly, rushed over, then curled into a ball, and collided into a golden bull to block the sword for Lu Anzhi.

Bang!
To be continued...