Such a scene, not to mention the players who were shocked by the sword light just now, even Liu Ruosong himself was frightened. He stared blankly and shocked at the long sword that originally belonged to Jiang Dali in his hand, his face turned green and white, and his expression was extremely ugly.

Jiang Dali sneered and stared at Liu Ruosong, "Some sword skills, in the hands of some people, are magic swords, but in the hands of some people, they are useless.

What suits you is the best. Liu Ruosong, don’t you think so?"

Liu Ruosong gritted his teeth, but clenched his fists and lowered his head, daring not to refute. He was such a villain who bullied others and was afraid of others.

Now that you have tested Jiang Dali's power, how dare you continue to provoke?

Ding Peng, however, did not care about Liu Ruosong, a cheap disciple. Instead, he looked at Jiang Dali and nodded in approval, "Master Jiang, you are indeed very tough with your boxing and kicking skills. Even though Ding is better than you in swordsmanship, your boxing and kicking skills

But you are much better than me in kung fu."

"Three thousand roads lead to the same destination in the end. Master Ding, you are too self-effacing."

Jiang Dali said calmly, then stood up suddenly and said, "Now you and I don't need to praise each other. Even if Jiang is not as good as you in the sword art today, I still hope to feel the power of your magic sword. Only in this way can I go on this trip."

No regrets.”

Good opponents are hard to find.

He had been chatting with Ding Peng for a long time, and he felt that the benefits were greater than the bloody battle between him and Wu Yazi, Li Chimei and other masters. His understanding of the way of the sword was deeper, and the way of the sentient sword became clearer.

This is a spiritual feeling and the accumulation of knowledge about the art of swordsmanship. Unless you reach this state, you can never expect to have this understanding.

Seeing this, Ding Peng no longer refused.

Of course he knows this feeling, because now he also wants to challenge Xie Xiaofeng of Shenjian Villa.

But I feel that the heat is not yet there.

Therefore, when he saw Jiang Dali now, he felt like he saw himself now.

The most sincere way can be predicted.

In order to pursue higher, some things must be done.

Ding Peng's knife is already in his hand.

This looks like a very ordinary knife, but the blade of the knife is curved, the blade is curved, and the handle is also curved.

However, Jiang Dali could tell at a glance that this was not a round-moon scimitar, but a knife similar to the full-moon scimitar that Ding Peng had copied.

This knife has no magical properties.

But the person holding the sword is full of divinity that controls the devil.

Jiang Dali's eyes narrowed, and at this moment he stretched out his broad and thick hand and grasped the golden knife that was deeply embedded in the ground beside the table.

Buzz——

Buzz——

Both knives fell into the hands of two swordsmen.

The atmosphere in the entire venue changed suddenly.

The group of people watching the excitement outside felt that the air was suffocating, and their hearts were so oppressed that they could not breathe. They originally wanted to shout and start a fight, but they could not say anything at this time.

This is purely mental oppression.

In the courtyard of the villa, the moment the two swordsmen held the swords, their lives were intensely sublimated, their auras spread, their sword intentions and sword energy began to condense, and they secretly clashed...

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