Sui Tian Gou Chapter 10: Practice for a few more years

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"We are here to challenge him, it is because of him that he uttered such a wild word!"

As soon as the servant's words came out, it immediately aroused the anger of the crowd, and everyone was so angry that he almost couldn't stand still.

At this moment, a black-clothed man holding a knife came out: "Yi'an, use the family-renowned Yiyang knife as a beautifier, please come out to fight Yi Jing!"

"Really willing, even the family inherited martial arts have been used!"

Among the crowd, a young man holding a paper fan exclaimed.

A young man holding a sword beside this man smiled disdainfully: "Brother looks up to him too much, but is Aoba's lackey."

"The Wugong in Ngee'an is still good. The family-renowned swordsmanship is perfect. The foundation has been built. Only one step is to open up the Qihai Dantian. If I, for Aoba's martial arts, I will also come out!"

The young man with the sword still looked down on Nghe'an, and sneered: "If this is the case, you can go directly to the martial arts hall."

The young man holding the paper fan smiled and shook his head, but his eyes caught a glimpse of someone coming out of Yi Mansion, and his eyes condensed: "Here it comes!"

The young man with a sword holding his eyes raised his eyes and saw a young man walked out, lazy, not like a martial artist at all, and immediately wondered: "It won't be the drama of Aoba's first-hand director, I want to cut the grass and remove the roots! "

The young man with the fan frowned, but was suddenly startled at what he wanted to say: "It's impossible."

In front of the gate of Yi Mansion, Yi Jing walked out slowly, glanced at Yi'an, and said with an expression on his face: "Sure enough, he is a clown who is eager to be someone else's knife, he really does not live or die!"

Yi'an is also quite famous in the county. When Yi Jing said that, he was immediately disgraced, and his dry face showed anger: "I challenged you. It is purely a personal act. I just heard You defeated Gu Heng, so you took the liberty to come to exchange ideas, even if you don’t want to, don’t have to humiliate me like this!"

Yi Jing smiled but didn't smile: "Compare? Okay, that's how to compare! But since you have already gotten the prize, although it is not worth a penny, according to the rules, I am not empty-handed. Then my prize is the Yi family mansion. If you beat me, this house will be yours!"

Listening to Yi Jing's words, Nghe An almost burst into blood. His family sword technique was also a third-rate foundation-building martial arts, but when he reached this guy's mouth, it became worthless, and it was really shameless.

But when he was about to argue, Yi Jing didn't give him a chance, and said impatiently: "Hurry up, my young master has a precious time, and I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

Yi'an was even more angry, his face flushed, and he snorted coldly, and shook his figure. He drew his sword and pounced on Yi Jing.

Ngee An is extremely fast, with a sharp blade, and a magnificent blade. Lian Yi Jingjing had to admit that this sword technique was very good, at least not inferior to the Qingyang Quan he practiced.

It's just a pity that this sword technique is very upright and completely at odds with Yi'an. If it is barely used, its power is greatly reduced.

"This kind of knife is in your hands, it is really not human!"

Yi Jing's words are like a knife, and his hands are not slow, his feet stepped out next and fisted to greet him.

This punch is extremely simple and light, just like ordinary people's fists. Many people who watch the excitement have decided that Yi Jing is missing an arm.

However, there are some people who have a vicious look, see the clue, their eyes are serious.

Clang!

The fist collided with the blade, and sparks sputtered. The seemingly fluttering fist is extremely powerful and powerful.

Ye'an only felt that her fingers were numb, and the knife in her hand flew out. Then there was a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and a fist was already in front of him.

Slap!

The fist suddenly turned into a palm and fell on Nghe'an's face, a crisp voice sounded, Nghe'an's face was swollen, and the whole person flew out, and blood spurted out from the teeth in his mouth.

"Go back and practice for a few more years!"

Yi Jing has no expression on her face, and she doesn't even look at Yi'an.